Diane watched as the remaining bath water swirled down the plughole. Once the bath was fully emptied, she took a deep breath and wrapped a towel around her body before heading through to the bedroom to continue getting ready for her date. Her new fiancé, Rick had made an agreement that she could decide on her outfit for the date as long as he got to choose the lingerie that she would be wearing underneath. After all, her date this evening was not with him.
The lingerie was laid out neatly on the bed, a lace white bra with matching thong along with coordinated white stockings and suspenders. Rick was sitting at the top of the bed with a smirk on his face waiting to see her reaction to the choice he had made. Diane had only worn that lingerie set once in their time together, the night she appeared at the bedroom door with the newly purchased surprise for Rick hugging her 5ft 10" body, she almost took his breath away. Diane barely had any time to ask his reaction to it before his cock was rock hard and he demanded she pulled the thong to the side to have his way with her.
That had been a long time ago. Rick and Diane hadn't had sex in nearly two years and that was part of the reason why she agreed for Rick to set her up on a date with a black bull. She loved him dearly, of course she did, that was why she agreed to marry him. She hoped to reignite the spark that they had at the start of their relationship and this date might be the best place to start.
Rick had got very excited at the thought of setting his wife up on an overnight stay at a local hotel with a mystery man that he had spent the last two weeks arranging it all and communicating back and forward with details and rules. Diane knew very little about her companion for the night, apart from that his name was Joshua and that he would be waiting in room 315 for her. She liked not knowing too much and by the couple of pictures that Rick had shown her throughout the week, he was very well hung and groomed. Although she wouldn't admit to it fully, she was looking forward to it and couldn't wait to be held in a mans arms and feel wanted for the night.
Staring into the mirror, she dropped her towel and started off stepping into the lace garter belt and pulling it up around her waist. Adjusting the belt so that it was in line, she continued pulling up both stockings and attaching them to the suspenders, two at the front and two at the back. She pulled the thong up around her voluptuous thighs and over her bum and made sure it covered her pubic area. Diane was very traditional and she preferred to go with a tidy but 'au natural' look below and was proud of her natural redhead. Finishing off, she slipped the white lace bra around her rather large 36DD breasts, making sure the straps were hooked and that it sat right across the chest.
She twirled round to Rick, who gave a nod of approval before asking her to repeat the four rules he had given her for the night. She recited them back to him as had been the case for the last couple of days:
"1. Text to let you know everything is okay when I get in the room, 2. Always make sure he wears a condom, 3. Make sure I'm outside waiting at 10:00 am sharp tomorrow morning"
"And rule number 4?" he snapped back with the cheeky grin still showing across his face.
She knew rule number 4, but was too nervous to say it out loud. There was a moment of silence as he gave her a disappointing look.
Diane finally gave in: "Number 4. Make sure to send you a picture with his cock in my pussy" She blushed as the words came out of her mouth and looked away sharply as she continued to pick out the rest of her outfit. The last rule was purely for Rick's own pleasure. He had fantasized about this night for the last few weeks and couldn't believe it had finally come.
Diane completed her outfit with a thick black jumper that enhanced her breasts and a long grey skirt which covered the majority of her stockings., topping it off with a pair of medium height heels. It wasn't the sexiest of outfits she could wear but she felt comfortable in it. She began to have butterflies in her stomach and wondered if she should go ahead with her date or not.
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The car pulled up to the hotel just before 19:00 pm. It was a fairly basic chain hotel, nothing fancy or anything too extravagant. Diane didn't want anyone drawing attention to her on her way in and out of the hotel especially if she was to spend the whole night with her companion. That had been one of the conditions she had given to Rick when she had agreed.
He held her hand and gave her a kiss on the lips. It was a longer kiss than usual, normally Rick would pull away after a few seconds. Diane wondered if he might be having second thoughts.
"I love you" The words were pushed out through his dry throat. "Have fun and be safe".
"I love you too. Always" Diane replied as she opened the car door. She reached into the back to grab her overnight wheeled case before shutting the door. Turning round to give Rick a nervous wave goodbye before pulling the handle out on her case and walking towards the door.
Rick watched as his fiancé walked gracefully through the sliding glass doors and into the hotel lobby. His eyes were fixed on her rounded bum in the tight long skirt and he began to feel a twitch in his crotch as he thought about the lingerie she was wearing underneath. He knew he had to get home, quick, to relieve himself and he slipped the car into gear before heading off.
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Diane walked straight through the hotel lobby towards the two elevators at the far end. She kept her eyes fixed straight ahead in front of her as to not draw any attention. Her palms began to sweat as she pressed the elevator button and she could feel her heart beating quickly as she waited. The elevator doors opened and she hurried inside, making sure her suitcase made it through the door before pressing the 'Level 3' button.
She briefly fixed her hair in the elevator mirror making sure every last strand was in place and wondered how many other women had done similar before a risqué date. The doors slid open and she began walking along the corridor, counting each door number before she reached '15'. She stood looking at the number, took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Three quiet knocks. Listening inquisitively, there was no movement. She wondered if she hadn't knocked loud enough or whether anyone would be there at all. Worrying that it might all be a bad idea she questioned whether she should leave or not.
Before she had anytime to decide, the door swung open.
Diane let out a gasp. She was faced with a white 6ft 2" chiselled body, short black hair and matching stubble. He was wearing light blue denim jeans with a white towel around his neck, his hair still wet from his apparent shower before her arrival.
"Hi, I'm Joshua. Well Josh" He anticipated her reaction and added: "Please come in" He stood to the side and held the door open as she made her way into the room.
Diane stood with a puzzled look on her face: "You're Joshua?"
"I am. I know I'm not the big black bull you were expecting but I can explain!"
That Rick was expecting was her first thought.
"Excuse me". She made her way into the bathroom, locking the door before turning the tap on. The sound of the flowing water masked her loud breathing as she took a seat on the closed toilet lid. Reaching for the handbag, she grabbed her phone out the front pocket. The red light was flashing on the top and she knew there must be a new message.
It was from Rick: 'WELL? Is he the black bull you hoped for?'
Instantly, she began writing her reply furiously: 'UNFORTUNATELY NOT! Please come and pick me up!'
She hesitated before pressing the send button. Part of her wanted to hear Joshua out, listen to why he had lied to her. What harm could there be?
Leaving her phone on the surface next to the basin, she turned the tap off before unlocking the door.
Joshua was sitting on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands, looking up as she entered the room.
He was gorgeous. She couldn't get the thought out of her head. Walking across the room to join him on the end of bed, she could feel his eyes following her, looking her up and down. Sweaty hands and a feeling of flush came across her, she took a seat next to him leaving a modest gap between them.
Staring into his eyes, she almost forgot that she had to listen to what he had to say.
"I'm sorry." He began, repeating it several times. "Everything I've said is true, the only thing that's different is I'm not the black bull I said I was".
"What about the pictures? Why would you lie about it?" The words came out of Diane's mouth. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to know the answers.
"I got them offline. I knew if I admitted I was white, you wouldn't show up. Everyone wants their wives to be fucked by a big black cock. I enjoy sex and I like to help women cuckold their husbands"
Diane blushed. She didn't expect such words to come out of his mouth. They gave an intriguing quality to his well mannered allure.
She remained in silence.
"If you knew I was white, would you still of shown up?" he asked.
Thinking about it, Diane weighed up what she would of done. She had barely got around the idea of hooking up with a black bull.
"I...don't know. My husband thinks I'm meting a bull. I think if he knew you were white, he might not like it. It would feel like I am cheating on him" She knew it sounded silly but she tried to find reasoning in her response. She never wanted to cheat on Rick. This had all been his idea but she felt that anything from the truth would be classed as cheating.