It was Sunday afternoon, two weeks after my 48th birthday, and I just returned home after a four day business trip that was littered with seven sales call visits and a one day company sales meeting. Totally exhausted, I just wanted to take a nice, long, soothing bath and jump into bed and catch up on some much needed sleep. After all, I still had to head to the office in the morning. Before retiring for the evening I poured myself a glass of zinfandel and listened to my missed calls on my home phone. Just the usual messages from a few friends and lovers. But the most intriguing message was from Kendall, from earlier this morning. Kendall, 23, is one of my young black lovers, who just happens to be Malcom's nephew. He said it was very important that I call him back. So without hesitation I did so.
"Hello Kendall, it's Victoria, how are you? I got your message and you mentioned it was important to call you."
"Hi Babe! Actually it's you. I've missed you so much. It's been close to a month since I've seen you and was wondering if you'd like to come over to my place tonight. I have a birthday present that I want to give to you."
"Oh darling, that's so sweet of you. But I just got in from a business trip and am extremely tired." It took all of my will to say no, knowing he had his 12 1/2 inch black-as-coal shaft waiting for me. Knowing this made me start to rub my pussy. "Could we make it another time, say tomorrow evening?"
"I'll be looking forward to it. And dress in something sexy, just like you always do."
"Something just for you my darling. Oh, by the way, I cut my hair and changed the color of it since I've last seen you."
"What! You shunned those long, beautiful white locks I fell in love with? What color is it now?"
"You'll have to wait and see for yourself. I'll try to be there around 7."
Of course, it seemed like forever for the work day to end on Monday. Although I did have a black cock encounter at the hotel I was staying at last Thursday, he didn't come close to measuring up to what Kendall packs. I needed a big, long, black cock to pleasure my mouth, ass and pussy so bad. And I needed it now! I headed straight home after work to prepare myself before heading over to Kendall's apartment, which is about a twenty minute drive away. I already knew what I was going to wear for him this morning and had it laid out on my bed waiting for me. A hot pink satin blouse and a tight fitting mid-thigh length shiny black vinyl skirt. I removed the nylons I had on and replaced them with a new pair of beige Hanes vintage rh&t stockings. I kept on the 12-strap garter belt and a-cup bullet bra that I wore to work. And for pumps, black-patent stiletto's with 6" heels. Then a quick touch up of my makeup and a brushing of my shoulder length platinum blonde wavy hair, along with a short spritz of hairspray to help keep it's style in place, followed by a quick look of myself in my full length mirror.
I smiled and said to myself, "Oh My Victoria! Not bad at all!" This skirt is so tight fitting that you can clearly see the outline of my garter belt trying to break through the vinyl, and that I have to practically take baby steps when I walk. It also makes my big butt look even bigger, which brought on an even larger grin. I grabbed my purse and off I went.
After picking up some ale that Kendall likes I arrived at his apartment and let myself in. I heard some racket coming from the kitchen so I quietly tip-toed my way there finding him washing dishes. I snuck up behind him and whispered, "Hello Lover!"
He spun around, and before he could say anything I kissed him, snaking my tongue into his mouth, and at the same time grabbed his mighty manhood hanging limp in his shorts. As we continued to kiss he grabbed a dish towel, quickly dried his hands, then held my tiny 20" waist and pulled me snug up against him. Then he grabbed me by the hand and twirled me around and said, "Whoa, Victoria, you really outdid yourself this evening. You look hotter than ever. And your hair, it's so...so retro, so Marilyn Monroe-ish!"
"Why thank you darling! I hear that from many a person. Do you like it?"
"I love it babe! Now come with me into the parlor. I have something for you." We sat down on the sofa and he picked up a flat, thin wrapped box and gave it to me. "Go ahead, open it up."