"Wait, did you just say that you were in sports broadcasting?" inquired Dale as he sipped on his Old-Fashioned. "I thought you said you owned a chain of local sports equipment stores."
"Well, both are true," responded Zed. "I was an on-air talent for the Seattle Supersonics until 2008, when they moved to Oklahoma City. Moving from Seattle to Oklahoma City seemed like a huge cultural change so I opted to leave that profession. A few years ago I moved to the Washington DC area to take over my family's sports equipment business."
"But you got out of sports broadcasting altogether? That seems like a pretty sweet gig, right? Getting to know all of the players and I'm sure the pay was pretty good?" further inquired Dale.
"Oh, it definitely had great benefits," responded Zed. "I started on-air with my college basketball team and I interned with the Supersonics in parallel. I was the youngest on-air talent they ever hired, and it was a thrill to meet players throughout the league. But the travel was grueling and I saw no path towards a national platform. And, again, I was 30 at the time and moving to Oklahoma was a definite game-stopper for me," Zed chuckled.
Doing some quick math in his head Dale figured out that Zed was in his mid-40s, though he didn't look a day over 25. And he certainly didn't play basketball like a 45-year old. Dale had met Zed a few months prior at a pick-up game at their local gym on the outskirts of Washington DC. They bonded quickly, both on the court and off. Tonight they were having a couple of cocktails after one of their bi-weekly pick-up games.
"I've been in a production trailer and was amazed with all of the coordination that goes on behind the scenes," Dale stated. "As an on-air talent, it must have been difficult to hear all of the production data being fed to you while trying to retain your train of thought."
"Honestly, it was pretty natural for me," responded Zed. "I think growing up in a large family I learned to tune things out and it wired my brain to multi-task very easily."
"Yeah, I get easily distracted so I think I would fail miserably at that vocation," Dale remarked with a laugh. "Oh crap, I need to get going Zed," as he looked at his watch. "See you on the court on Thursday night?"
"Of course...I wouldn't miss it. You better bring your A-Game brother," Zed responded as they fist-bumped and parted company.
Little did Zed know that Dale was already hatching a plan in his head to use this revelation of Zed's past on-air talent to help him with a personal situation involving Dale's fiancé. Over the next few days he devised a plan of action.
Dale and his fiancé, Cleo, had recently gotten engaged. Like many in their late twenties, they had connected via the dating app Adult Friend Finder (AFF), which they both found to be less about booty-calls and more about trying to find a longer-term relationship. They connected on many levels, not only with commonalities but with the physical attraction both looked for in the opposite sex.
Dale was an ex-college athlete that continued physical activities after college to stay in shape. Besides his bi-weekly basketball games he would routinely hit the gym to keep his 6-foot, 180- pound frame in tip-top condition. He never had problems hooking up with women as he was funny, charismatic, and gregarious, but he did lack some confidence in the bedroom. While he considered himself an attentive lover, catering to whatever need his partner requested in bed, he never had a woman exclaim "my god, that was the best sex of my life." He couldn't help but think his below-average endowment played a role in his hook-ups not leading to something more permanent.
Like Dale, Cleo was an ex-college athlete that continued being a gym rat post-graduation. She was easy to hang with as her effervescent personality was infectious. She was about 5 1/2 feet tall, weighed about 135, and had blonde hair with flawless alabaster skin. She had average-sized tits for her frame, but her stringent leg-days at the gym sculpted an ass that made most men drool. And she did not hesitate flaunting her best asset by wearing tight yoga pants or mid-thigh mini-skirts. She also did not have trouble hooking up with men and had a few experiences with men of above-average endowment. But while these men were good lovers with big cocks, they were also very egotistical jerks.
Via AFF, there was almost an immediate connection between them. Cleo loved Dale's engaging personality and humor, something that was missing with all of her recent dating experiences. Dale loved Cleo's omnipresent enthusiasm and glow. It didn't hurt that she was what most would consider a smoke-show.
While they shared an instant attraction to each other it took a few dates for things to heat up, which was fine with Dale. He wanted to be sure to curate a deep connection with her before getting too intimate in the bedroom because, in his mind, that is where things fell apart with his past partners. They genuinely loved spending time together, but he could sense that Cleo was ready to take it to the next level.
About six weeks into their relationship Cleo was growing tired of Dale's lack of sexual assertiveness and seduced him following one of their date nights, which was very out-of-character for her. While dynamic and feisty in everyday life, she typically preferred a more submissive role in the bedroom. But she was ready to take things to the next level.
Once the seduction started, Dale grew anxious about fucking her, so he took control of the situation and focused on pleasing her with lots of foreplay. Slowly stripping off her bra, kissing, licking, and gently squeezing her nipples. Lightly running his hands up and down her waist, arms, and back to locate her erogenous zones. Stripping off her panties while kissing her inner thighs and kneading her ass. Lifting her legs towards the ceiling as he kissed, licked, and fingered her pussy.
Dale continued navigating every inch of her body to show her that he was an attentive lover, though he knew in his head he was doing it for alternative reasons as well. Cleo's vocal cues, gasping, and moaning proved that his strategy to delay penetration was working. After 15 minutes of exploratory foreplay, all focused on Cleo, she was primed and demanded that Dale fuck her.
Dale slipped a condom on his rock-hard cock and guided it inside her. His cock entered her with relative ease and there was not even a performative gasp emitted from Cleo. The silence that filled the air was deafening to Dale. In lieu of freaking out he reached down and rubbed her clit as he continued pumping his cock inside her. Now she was gasping again, which brought great relief to Dale's brain.
In the following months they moved in together and their sex life grew, with Dale almost always conscious of pleasing other parts of Cleo's body while inside of her. They had a few impromptu wham-bam sessions, but the result of these was Dale cumming but Cleo aching for more. It was these sessions that cemented the fact that he could not please her with penetration alone. He knew this was not uncommon for women, but it weighed on his mind.
Overall, their relationship was solid and they collectively agreed that they were ready for the long-term. They shopped for an engagement ring and Dale proposed to her on a romantic trip to the Caribbean. They started planning their wedding and everything was grand. Or so he thought.
One night Dale headed home right after his bi-weekly basketball game in lieu of going for post-game drinks. When he arrived home Cleo was not immediately present. He called her name and she yelled back that she had just gotten into the shower. Dale noticed that she had left her phone on the counter and it was still in active mode. As he went to turn it off for her he noticed that she had her AFF app open. Dale was a bit shocked by this as he had deleted his AFF account as soon as they had gotten serious.
Curiosity got the best of him and he started investigating her account. His throat sunk to his stomach with what he uncovered. She not only was still searching profiles but was actively trying to make new connections. And all of the new connections she was pursuing had one thing in common - they were all mature black men. In his current state of mind, he could only conclude that she was pursuing a side-piece to provide her a fuller sexual experience. Maybe one last fling. Or maybe not.
He could not tell by browsing her account whether any of these connection pursuits had led to anything, but he knew that once a connection was made then it would often transition to texting. He quickly scoured her text message history and couldn't detect any messages with people he or she didn't already know.
He also recounted in his head whether she had any 'late nights at work' or impromptu 'girl's nights out' and he couldn't recall anything of that sort happening since their engagement. While he took some solace in that there was no immediate evidence that she had strayed, the fact remained that she was still actively pursuing a connection outside of their relationship.
This discovery was the impetus for his plan to test the faithfulness of his fiancé. The revelation that his friend Zed had experience with wireless mics as an on-air talent was the inspiration to concoct a plan of action. Zed was a mature black man, which was clearly Cleo's interest at this time according to AFF. Dale knew from seeing Zed's manhood in the gym showers that he was packing, which was likely another reason Cleo was still browsing. Now he just needed to concoct a plan and get Zed's buy-in.
Dale knew that Zed almost exclusively dated white women and that blondes were his preference. In any other circumstance, Zed would jump at the chance to date someone like Cleo. But asking Zed to be a guinea pig as part of Dale's investigation into Cleo's faithfulness was a whole different level. Still, in Dale's mind it was now or never if he was to determine his future with Cleo.
