Ted's encounter Chap 1
Leave it to Ted to get into something like this. The following is what Ted told me happened two days back. The following are his words. He is a stickler for details, and he provides plenty.
I was at McDonalds waiting in line to make an order. This guy, who later told me his name was Ray, stood behind me in the line.
He was one of those friendly talkers, you know the kind. He talked about everything as we moved slowly forward to place our orders.
"My wife loves them egg McMuffin's," he laughed. "Ain't nearly enough chow for me though," he rambled.
"Hot enough for ya? My wife and I like this city. Boy this place is busy, huh," on and on he rambled.
I was tuned into about half of what he was saying and nodded and laughed from time to time, just to be courteous.
I finally placed my order and moved to a seat while I waited for my number to be called. For some reason it was extra busy on this day.
The next thing I know, good old Ray sits down across from me.
"You from around here?" he asked.
I nodded.
"My little wife and I are from out of town. We like to visit the bigger cities from time to time, Just to have a little fun, ya know what I mean?" he chuckled.
"Oh sure," I smiled. "It's nice to get away now and then," I responded politely.
"Yeah, my little wife likes to let her hair down, if ya know what I mean," he laughed.
"Well you gotta keep the wife happy," I chuckled, glancing toward the counter, wondering what was taking so long.
"My wife likes to really let her hair down," he chuckled.
I smiled, "Sounds like you've got yourself a handful," I laughed, wondering where this conversation was going.
"You can say that again," he laughed. "Course she's a lot younger than me," he added.
"Here," he said, "Here's a picture of her," he added as he held his cell phone up to me.
Ray suddenly had my full attention. The picture of his wife, if she really was his wife, about knocked me out of my seat. She was clearly and obviously younger than Ray. That was easy to see immediately. I found myself wondering if the picture I was looking at was really his wife, or if he was bullshitting me.
"THAT'S your wife?" I blurted in disbelief.
He smiled broadly. "Yep, that's my babe," he chuckled.
The picture was of a cute demure little blond girl who appeared to be maybe in her early twenties, more likely in her late teens. Ray, on the other hand, was easily in his mid to late thirties, with yellowed teeth, a beer gut and about two days growth of a beard, and a raspy smokers voice. This obviously made his story all that much harder to believe.
In the picture the girl had a very hot looking body. She was wearing tight white shorts and had a tank top on that showed what appeared to be nice sized tits. Her body was toned and she didn't appear to have an ounce of unwanted fat. I found myself wondering how old the picture was and asked Ray when it was taken.
"I snapped it just as I was leaving to come here," he said. "We're just up the road at the Econo-Lodge," he added.
As I stared at the picture on his cell phone, I found myself envious of good old Ray, if what he was telling me was true. "I can certainly see how you would want to keep her happy," I laughed.
He laughed, "Oh she can be a handful, that's for sure. I mean I don't think I am all that old ya know, but at her age, she is one horny girl if ya know what I mean," he laughed. "Well she can wear my ragged old ass out," he chuckled.
I laughed. "I don't doubt that," I said, wondering again where this was going.
"I've managed to teach her a few things though," he laughed. "I am older and way way more experienced than her ya know," he smiled.
"Well there is something to say for the experience part," I chuckled.
"Yeah, she is a quick learner too," he smiled. "And she wants to learn more all the time. She keeps me hopping," he chuckled.
"Well," I smiled. "You're a lucky guy," I chuckled.
He laughed, "Yeah, if she don't wear me out first," he said.
"Tell me," he leaned toward me slightly, "She ain't never been with an African American guy," he glanced to make certain no one was close enough to hear what he was saying.
"I's just kinda wondering if maybe you might like to ah, well ah, maybe give me a bit of a break in the ah, sex department and ah, give her a try," he said quietly looking from side to side.
My jaw dropped and I sat there with my mouth open, as I stared at him.
"Are you serious?" I finally managed to stammer.
He stared at me and nodded his head eagerly. "Ah yeah, I'm serious," he smiled as he continued to look from side to side.
My mind raced as I tried to comprehend this situation. I kept thinking about the hot looking girl's picture with her long firm legs and nice sized tits. She was a cute thing for sure.
"You want me to..." I paused.
"She ain't never been with a black guy and I just think, well she is always horny and I know she'd get off on it and well, you being an African American and all..." he stammered. "that would be something different for her," he added.
"What makes you think she would go along with this?" I asked.
"Oh she pretty much does like I tell her," he laughed. "Like I said, she is eager to learn," he winked at me and chuckled.
I stared at him speechless. My mind was going a million miles an hour. Finally I managed to say, "When?"
"Oh now. Well maybe thirty minutes or so from now. Give her a chance to eat first ya know," he laughed.
"Damn," I laughed. "You're serious," I said staring at him, and not believing what I was hearing.
He was nodding his head, "Yeah and well you'd give me a break too ya know," he grinned.
I was way bigger than Ray so unless he had something else up his sleeve, I wasn't worried about him. But I couldn't believe he was offering me his wife.
"What room are you guys in at the Econo-Lodge?"
Just then they called my number and I went to get my order. Ray's was called just after mine. He gave me their room number and told me to give them a little time to eat and then come to the room.
I watched him drive off as I was pulling my burger out of the sack. I wondered if this was for real. Some hot chicks husband asking me to stop by their motel room and fuck his wife for him, just to give him a break. I mean this is the kind of stuff you read about, but always doubt it could be real.
