"Hi Bob, are you leaving?" Josh asked me.
I replied, "Yeah, I'm not playing that well tonight. So I'll just go home."
I belong to a sports club and every week we get together to various different sporting games. There are quite a few members around thirty or so. Families come along as well as just singles, all friends here.
Josh is the son of Alex. Alex is in her late forties and divorced. She has shoulder length blond hair. Is a very pretty looking woman, and has a very nice figure. Not athletic, but a fit body, a nice womanly body, which I wouldn't say no to. I just wish she would say yes, and I'd be in there without a doubt.
I have tried to ask Alex out a few times, but she always made an excuse.
Josh looked glum as he asked, "Mum left her purse with me, but I'm going back to my dad's tonight. He's picking me up after this. Can you please get this to her? She's playing darts in the local tonight."
I didn't mind dropping past the pub and giving Alex her purse, so agreed, "Yes, okay."
It was about nine o'clock when I got to the pub. I was just about to get out of my car when I saw Alex come out the door with a man. I was curious as to who this man was, so I shut the door and was pretty sure they had not seen me. As I watched them, they both got into Alex's car. I knew her car from when she comes to the sports centre sometimes.
The man with Alex was a black man, looked young, early twenties, a bit stocky. But the thing that stood out was his colour, he was very black, very, very, black.
At first I thought that Alex may just be giving this man a lift home. I don't know what got into me, but I thought I would follow. I knew where Alex lived. It was a secluded cottage in the country, about ten minutes away. And that's the way they seemed to be going.
If I followed she would see me. And as I was pretty sure that's where they were going, I fell back to make sure she did not see me or my car, she knew my car too.
I saw them in the distance as they pulled up and got out of the car and both went into Alex's place. I parked a distance away, but could still see clearly.
I got out and made my way to her cottage. I got to a window to the side of the cottage, where I saw the black man just coming into the room. The window was on a security latch which allowed the window to be slightly open. I could hear Alex's voice say to the man, "I'll put this where I told Jack it would be."
Alex walked out the room, and then I heard the front door open. I could not see what she was doing, but then just seconds later she closed the door.
Alex walked back into the room and asked the man, "Tom, you want a drink?"
The man, Tom apparently, took off his jacket, shirt and kicked off his shoes, and answered Alex, "Na, let's just do it."
Alex went upto Tom placed her hand on his chest and said, "I'll be just a minute," and kissed him on the lips.
She walked out of the room, and Tom shouted out, "Shall I close the curtains?"
I thought, 'shit,' just then Alex's voice came through, "When have you ever drawn the curtains? Closest neighbours are quarter mile away."
Tom walked back to a large sofa and took his jeans off and threw them towards his other stuff. He was now just in his boxers, as he sat on the sofa.
It was about a minute, when Tom got up and walked to his clothes and got his phone, then walked back to the sofa.
He was on his phone, texting or something, as he shouted out, "Alex, come on?"
I heard Alex's voice through the door, "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming."
Then Alex a few seconds later walked through the door in a pink see through nighty. When I say see through, well she may as well not have had it on. She had a small bag of some sort which she placed onto a small table besides the sofa.
She walked upto Tom, and Tom threw his phone towards his clothes and stood up in front of Alex.
They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed. They kissed for a while, my cock was getting hard. Their kissing got more passionate, and Alex's hands went down to Tom's ass. She squeezed it and pulled it into her.
They broke off the kiss, and Alex dropped to her knees, as she was going down she pulled his boxers down, and Tom stepped out, and Alex threw them to one side.
I wasn't sure why but his cock was limp, and dangling down. Mine was frigin rock hard at this stage.
His cock was not that long, same as mine I thought, about seven inches, but it looked thick.
Alex pushed Tom down onto the sofa, and started to stroke him to life. She took him into her mouth and sucked on him.
Five minutes in, and Tom said, "Just a minute," grabbed Alex's head and pulled her off.
It was here I got a better look at his cock, absolutely black, now a little longer, nine inches, but fuckin thick, well thick, like my wrist.
He got up and walked over to his jacket, got something out of a pocket and something else from another pocket and walked back over to the sofa. His cock stood proud, wagging in front of him.
He sat back down, and Alex immediately took his tool back into her eager mouth.
It was then I realised what he had gone to get from his pockets. He lit up a cigar, sat back and Alex kept blowing him off.
He seemed to be just chilled out, head thrown back puffing out smoke from his lips. It was like this is what he does as a matter of course, nothing special, being blown while he blew on a cigar.
My cock was straining, I had to take it out, and started slowly wanking it off.
Alex was stroking him off with the cock-head in her mouth. She seemed to be doing a great job, when Tom said, "Come on Alex, get going, come on?"
Alex looked up towards Tom, took his cock out gave it a kiss and let it go, then reached out to the small bag she had brought in. Opened it and took something out.
She turned back towards Tom and took hold of his cock; I thought she was placing a condom onto him. But it wasn't a condom, it was a cock ring, she held the cock-head and rolled the ring down with the other hand.
She looked at Tom, and Tom winked and said, "Okay Alex, just do it!"
Alex held his cock with her left hand at the base where the cock ring was, and then with the right hand slapped his cock real hard, I could hear clearly the smack, fuck it must have hurt, and I almost closed my eyes in pain.
Tom looked down to Alex, and smiled, no reaction of pain on his face at all. He nodded, and Alex slapped him again, this one seemed even harder. It was really loud. She continued with another five or six slaps, changed hands, then slapping him again. It was like beating a wooden stick.
Tom's face didn't flinch, as he puffed on his cigar, he egged Alex on, "Come on bitch don't tickle it slap it, slap it hard bitch."
She then spat onto his cock stroked it and started blowing him off again. She reached back into her bag and took out what I can only describe as a flat paddle, narrow, about three or four inches wide, and about six inches long and then the handle.
