Next morning I found that I was alone in bed and wondering where Sally was, so putting on my dressing gown I went to look for her. I found her in the kitchen making breakfast; with her back to me.
As she stood at the countertop, her short kimono would ride up every time she leaned forward to grab something, exposing her pert ass. So moving behind her, with my hands cupping her breasts I pushed my groin against ass.
"Morning sexy."
"Morning, I can tell something is happy to see me." As she rubbed her ass against my stiffening cock.
"Better save that for later, I've just made breakfast."
Reluctantly I let go and sat down at the table, as we ate breakfast I could tell that there was something not right. "About last night?"
"Ken, let's just enjoy breakfast for now, we can talk about what happened yesterday, later."
"Ok, but I must tell you that I still love you, whatever happened."
That brought a smile to her face; she leaned across the table and gave me a kiss. But as she moved back my attention was drawn to her tits, her kimono had conveniently slid open, and I was given a perfect view of the deep crevice now formed between those hanging tits.
She must have noticed where I was looking because she stopped moving, I grinned as her tits began to sway from side to side making the kimono slide even further apart. "Your obsessed with my tits aren't you?"
"Yes." Was all I could say as I continued to watch, her nipples peaking out of the silk kimono as it failed to contain them.
Sally eventually stopped and sat down, she didn't even bother to readjust her kimono as she ate her breakfast. So I was totally distracted as we both ate in silence, when we had finished Sally took hold of my hand and led me to the sofa in the living room.
As she cuddled up to me, she began to talk. "Ken, about yesterday I've got a bit of a confession to tell you."
What another confession, what else wasn't she telling me.
"You know that I said it was your fault that Carl and Brad had fucked me, well that's not quite entirely true. Do you remember a few weeks ago, I had a night out with Veronica."
"Yes." Veronica was an old school mate of Sally's that had just moved back into the area. I'd only met her once and thought she was a bit of a stunner; in fact she was almost a carbon copy of Sally but with red hair.
"Well, we both got a bit drunk and she started asking how my sex life was, I told her that it was great, and in a moment of madness said that we liked to spice it up with sexual fantasies. At that she begged me to spill the beans, as I've said I was more than a bit drunk and started to tell her everything."
I was shocked. "How much is everything?"
"Well little details at first, but she kept on asking for more, so I eventually told her about your obsession with me fucking a black man, even that you wanting sloppy seconds, I'm sorry Ken but Veronica can be very persuasive when she wants to be."
I was starting to wonder where this was going. "So how does this get you from telling Veronica, to being fucked by two black men?"
"Well, Veronica works as a manager at this posh hotel, and she invited me over so that I could use their sauna and swimming pool."
There was a slight pause before she carried on. "Ken, I don't want you to getting mad, but I only found out later that she had arranged it, so that only Carl and Brad would be in the pool."
"Why would Veronica do that?" I asked.
"Veronica happens to know them, but it wasn't till later that I found out how well."
"So with only the three of us in the pool, it wasn't long before they were using their charms on me, and it doesn't help when they're both very handsome men. But all I could think about as they chatted to me was what was hidden in their tight swimming trunks, I just couldn't take my eyes off them as I tried and failed not to look."
"The more they flirted with me, the more I was getting turn on, especially as the bulges seemed to grow." I could feel my own cock starting to stir as she told her story.
"At first it was their hands brushing against me, but as my resistance weakened they were soon groping my tits and ass. Then they started to kiss me, one in front and the other from behind, and all the time they were pressing their bodies against me, I couldn't help but feel those large black cocks being rubbed against me."
"I was lost in the moment and before I knew it my hands had grabbed hold of Brad's ass and I began to rub my pussy against his cock, groaning into Brad's mouth in frustration as all I could think about was getting fucked by him."
