It started out with my wife talking in her sleep one night. She started talking about a penis looking like Leroy's but smaller and not black.
I had woken to her talking and listened to her then asked who Leroy was, after a moment she asked if she had told me about him. I told her she hadn't and asked what she was talking about and who was Leroy. She said he was the one who she met not long after we got together and she wasn't sure if we were going to be a long standing thing.
After some prodding she gabbled about him working for Christie or something and he was making a delivery and she answered the door as the other tenants weren't in and it was pouring down. I asked then how she knew what his cock looked like and felt a nervous pain in my stomach as after a long pause she said she had seen it.
Taken aback i asked how she had seen it, and she paused again then said she didn't want to talk about it... and that was the last on the subject that night as she drifted back into deeper sleep leaving me in shock to find my wife had not been so dutiful after all these years.
The next morning i told her she was talking in her sleep and she shrugged it off until i told her about Leroy and realization ghosted her face. Panicking and realizing the cat was out of the bag she told me it was nothing just a silly little lapse which had happened as she was still not sure back then if she was ready for a relationship.
We had met when she was 18 i over a year older on a holiday where we had a sex fling though i liked her a lot and once home we pursued a long distance relationship, which was hard. We went on a holiday together to see if we could live together and got on well apart from one hiccup when i caught her dancing too freely with a holiday friend who had the hots for her.
It was her who had to give up friends, job and family to move down to live with me and i knew she was feeling unsure back then. I told her what she had said and pressed her to tell me what happened feeling my stomach knot tighter. She said she had been feeling bored and decided to open a bottle of wine and drink as she watched a film on TV, she said she hadn't meant to see it but things went very weird.
She had had a couple of glasses and felt quite merry when she heard the door knocking. It went on for a while with no answer so she answered she said he was soaked to the skin and dripping in the hallway, he asked if she had a towel he could use as he needed to wait to see the tenant as he was there to pick something up as well and asked if she was OK with him staying in the hallway. She passed him a towel and shut the door to our flat. After a little while she went to look out of the spy hole to see him still stood there shivering and felt sorry for him.
She opened the door and he greeted her with a warm smile and nervously asked if he wanted a drink to warm up which he accepted saying he wouldn't mind having a seat if it was OK. Against her better judgement she let him into the flat naively and gave him a warm drink. As he drank he asked her about herself and she said he made her feel comfortable as she didn't really know anyone here yet. She also noticed the way he looked at her made her feel a little excited as he was eyeing her up. He asked her if she had anything he could change into as she offered to dry his clothes.
She returned to him with my dressing gown and told him he could use the bathroom to change... He went to the bathroom and pushed the door to as she continued her drink. Moments later she turned as the door opened to see him coming out of the room with a bundle of clothes and she put them in the dryer as she returned to the sofa wondering what people would say if they knew this black guy was in her flat.
Leroy sat back in the seat opposite her and she noticed the gown open slightly showing his brown legs and she looked away furtively, but as he chatted she took a couple more glimpses feeling very naughty as she noticed his bulging in the gown. He asked her why she was drinking tea and not coffee, she told him she'd never tried it and didn't think she would like it.
He told her she had to try it once in her life and got up and moved over towards her and she was transfixed to the lump in the gown swaying as he walked over and sat close beside her and offered the cup. She felt apprehensive at his close proximity yet also excited. He prodded her to try it and she reluctantly did but winced as he laughed saying it was because it had milk in it and real coffee should be just black.
He then teased her asking if she had ever tried it black making her blush. Laughing he moved closer and asked her in a deep voice again if she had ever tried it black.. I asked her if she found him attractive and she paused until i asked again and she said that she did.
"So what next?" I asked.
She told him she hadn't and he asked her if she had ever kissed a black guy before, she was taken back and feeling giggly and tipsy with the wine but also a little frisky with the sexy talk and told him she hadn't, he told her it would be his duty to kiss her thank you for her kindness, and she brushed it off giggling telling him it was OK and not to worry about it.
He looked at her a moment and asked if she was one of those people that didn't think it was right to fraternize with blacks, she said she felt shocked at the suggestion and told him no. He grinned then told her he realized she was one of those innocent goody two shoes who never realized what fun was.
Cassie hated being called that all through school and then slightly miffed told him he could do it then. Smiling he moved closer to her and her heart was racing as he pressed his fat lips on hers for a peck then sat back and smiled.
"Well that wasn't so bad was it?" He said.
She smirked and he asked if she wanted to try an adult kiss not a child peck and she shrugged. He leaned closer and pressed his lips on hers and both parted their lips as they kissed. She said it was a deep passionate kiss and she was getting quite hot, she said she felt his hand rest on her thigh and she wondered if she should brush it off but froze and decided to leave it.
Leroy took it though as an invitation and moved it up her thigh to her waist and up to cup her breast over her jumper and gently stroke it. She knew she should stop him but she was lost in the moment. She felt her nipple harden under his stroking pressing and straining on her bra to try and burst from her jumper. His hand moved to her waist again and she flinched as he touched her skin, the tiny electric spark made her shiver as his hand moved up her chest to stroke her tit through her bra and she didn't pull away not believing she was letting a black stranger touch her like this and her teenage body betraying her to wanton desire.
Up until this her sexual experimentation had been basic boob fumbling with a boyfriend and a drunken quickie with another who left her feeling discontent, although she loved me she was not sure as either of us were if we could be with one person only for the rest of our lives, she surmised that this little foreplay would be a bit of harmless titillation as you only live once.
"And?" I pressed her, "I want to hear it all now. "
"Are you sure?" She asked.
"Every juicy detail, " I told her. "I want you to tell me how you felt and what you did."
Leroy pulled her cup down a little to touch her naked hard nipple making her shudder and realize it was going a little further than she thought and she felt a dampness between her squirming thighs, teasing her nipple in her fingers and then letting his hand move down her waist to her hips. She was wearing a skirt and she felt his hand stroke down her thigh to her hem and snake over to her inner thigh.
Hesitantly she let her thighs open and shuddered as his hand traced up her thigh to her heat. For a brief moment she closed her thigh on his hand battling with herself.
"I.. I. I'm sorry i cant," she gasped through his kissing and put a hand on his holding him there even though he was between her thighs.
"Sure you can a sexy woman like you can do anything she wants.." He teased looking at her straight in her eyes as they paused kissing.
His other hand moved up to stroke her cheek.
"I'm engaged though it's not right."
