Living in a college town has some unique qualities. There are Lots of young people and a mix of nationalities. This will become more apparent in this true story about a time in my life.
Ed and I (Brenda) had been married some 20 years. Ed makes a comfortable living however some extra money seemed nice to have. One day I was reading the local College paper when I noted that the University was advertising for a room for foreign exchange students for the coming year. The reason was to place students in a local home to experience the local culture while students improve their understanding and usage of the English Language. There was compensation for accepting a student.
I asked Ed if it would be OK to have a student in our home for a year and we could use the extra money for things we wanted. Ed agreed and we applied to the university to accept a student.
One day a tall nice looking black student from an African country showed up with papers from the university to be accepted. After looking around "Alex" said he would like to take the room if I wanted him. I agreed that he would be welcome and he gave me a paper to sign to be taken back to the University.
The next day Alex moved into our spare bedroom. Of course I helped him get settled. I must admit that I was taken aback by how tall and handsome he was as well as being very black. It was a real pleasure to help him get settled. I seemed to notice that he was giving my 5' 9" figure a glance now and then. I did not give it much thought as I have been blessed with a nice figure all my life and glances from the men was rather common.
Everything seemed to be going well and a few days after moving in, we were sitting on the couch chatting and Alex asked if I minded helping him with a problem. I replied that I would be happy to help him. Just ask!
Alex sort of nervously said, "I was thinking that you might know a lady who would be with me one night a week".
I sort of gulped and replied, " Oh well, I don't know too many black ladies...soooooooooo, well I,,uhh"
Alex said, "Oh that's OK, I like white ladies and maybe they would like me", as he chuckled. "Someone like you would be nice".
"Oh, well let me see what I can do", I replied.
The next few days I was thinking of what I should do. Well, I thought, my hubby travels a lot and maybe I could spare a day a week. Hummmm . What an evil thought! I did have a good friend who was recently divorced but I was not sure how if I should ask her.
A couple of days later, after Ed and I had sex, we were lying in bed talking and I related to Ed what Alex has asked of me. Ed chuckled and said, "Why don't you do it?"
"Huh, what did you say? You want me to do it?"
Ed replied, well it's not like its permanent or whatever. Actually the idea is sort of hot. My wife busting a young black man's balls! That's really hot. If you were not married would you do it?
"Yes I would,,butttttttttt welllllll"
"Hell, if he turns you on, go ahead. You have my permission.