Jane stepped out of the patio doors of her house and into the warm, late morning sunshine. Despite being nearly 40 she still had an incredible body with large breasts, a thin waist and a rounded bum. Five years earlier she had been very lucky as her only child had not caused the damage to her body that she knew some of her friends had suffered. Walking over to the sun lounger that she had set earlier in the day, she placed a cold, glass of lemonade onto a small table. Then, slipping an open white blouse from her shoulders she left herself in just her camouflaged coloured bikini.
She smiled at the thought of what the day was to bring. Once a week Tim would visit her while her husband Rob was in work and her son in school. It was a regular fixture for the two of them during which Rob knew all about. It had been Rob who had put them together and normally when Tim visited her husband was present. It was nice though to have this one day a week when Jane and Tim got time alone, to act like a couple.
Tim had been Jane's very first black cock and was a regular visitor to the house. He was also the most likely father of her son as he was her only regular lover. So regular in fact that he even had a key to the house and was free to visit and stay pretty much whenever he wanted. That was not to say there were no secrets though, over the last five years Jane had slept with over 30 black guys all of whom Rob knew about and most of whom Tim was ignorant of. She had enjoyed herself with Tim but early on he had made it clear that he wanted their relationship to be essentially exclusive. The only time he had relented is when he had brought a group of friends round to fuck her.
Opening her legs, Jane slid a hand under her bikini and checked that she was completely smooth. As she touched herself she noticed that still, after five years of regular sex with Tim the thought of him still made her wet. Removing her hand, Jane reached for her drink as the sound of movement came from inside the house. Certain that it was Tim, Jane did not move, instead she chose to lie back and wait for him to approach. Jane wanted to savour the moments before as she knew that she would then enjoy Tim even more.
Minutes must have past and still Tim had not said anything or entered the garden and Jane started to worry. What if it was not Tim who she had heard but someone else, someone who would do her harm? She was about to rise from the sun lounger when a shadow fell across her face as someone stood between her and the sun. "Hi" said Tim and in that moment Jane felt relief flood through her.
Shading her eyes, Jane looked up into Tim's face. He was only 26 and his body was so firm to the touch. "I was starting to worry?" she said as her eyes cast up and down him. Tim was wearing a blue vest top that showed off the muscles of his torso and arms and baggy shorts that still failed to hide the size of his cock.
"Ummm, Jane we need to speak." The tone of voice made Jane look up into his face again and she detected a small amount of nervousness behind his eyes. Waiting patiently Jane gave Tim a chance to speak but instead he seemed to bite his bottom lip and avert his gaze so that he could not meet her eyes.
Taking the initiative, Jane decided to put Tim out of his misery, "what's her name?"
Tim was taken aback and stammered for a moment before finding his voice again, "Steph, she's called Steph."
"How old is Steph?"
"22 and she was a virgin until I met her."
Jane nodded in understanding. It was something she had wanted to avoid but she knew it had to happen eventually. She was married and while she enjoyed Tim a lot and saw him a lot she was never going to setup home with him. Besides she was nearly 15 years older than him and it was only natural that Tim would want a girlfriend of a similar age. In fact he had slept with loads of girls throughout their relationship, but to Tim, this new girl Steph must be different.
