I was walking down the hallway to my apartment when I heard "hey can I talk to you for a minute?" If he wasn't looking dead at me, I would have just kept walking. With a raised eyebrow, I took my earbuds out.
I knew this white guy lived in this building but hadn't really talked to him before. "What's up?" I respond tentatively. He seemed a little nervous, which made me regret even stopping more.
"So.. um... what do you think of my wife?"
"Oh.. um.. she's nice I guess?" I turned to walk away, confused by the conversation. The wife was pretty fucking hot actually. Definitely out of his league, but I never really thought too much about this couple.
"Hey, wait!" He called keeping up with me. "Can we talk in your apartment quickly?" To which I flatly replied, "no".
He blurted out, "I just wanted to ask if you wanted to fuck my wife." That at least got me to stop and shoot him a confused look. In a more controlled undertone, he said "she has seen you around and wants to fuck you."
"What? Why?"
"She thinks you are sexy and strong, probably really big, and would fuck her really good."
If I'm honest, I wouldn't describe myself as sexy or strong.. it sounds like she wants to fuck me because I'm black and live close. And yet, I felt a little excitement now that I'm really thinking about her body.
"So is that a yes?"
"Yes to what?"
"Yes to fucking my wife? I want you to fuck my wife."
I rolled my eyes, but he said anxiously "please? I am able to give her so much, but she clearly wants more sexually. How about we come by in like an hour and talk about it?" And he shuffled away before I could say more. I stood there for a couple minutes, seriously debating whether that conversation had actually happened.