Kate Lenders is the name. I'm a tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, Irish policewoman operating in Boston . At least that's my day job. My night job is a lot more interesting. I'm currently involved with this married couple, and let's just that we tend to have a lot of fun together. Did I mention that they're a gay couple from New Haven? Yeah, I met Jackson Brown and his life partner Leroy James at a party. Jackson Brown is a tall, broad-shouldered, muscular Black man who works as a district attorney in the city.
Did I mention that he sports the nicest cut low fade? He comes from a long line of policemen. Jackson wasn't always a prominent district attorney. He wasn't always the man who sent bad guys and bad girls to prison. Once, he was a sexy Black stud in a police uniform. Damn, I've seen pictures of him in his cop uniform and he can frisk me any day of the week, and twice on Sunday. He worked as a cop for the Boston police department for years before he went to law school and became an attorney. Talk about a major switch. His partner Leroy is a tall, slim Black man with light brown skin and a shaved head. He's a Sociology professor at Northeastern University. They're both great-looking. Enough to make me salivate.
I must admit that my penchant for sexy Black men is only surpassed by my passion for watching man-to-man sex. Fortunately for me, this sexy Black gay couple was into threesomes. I still remember the first time we got down. I was invited to a party at attorney Jackson Brown's house, a nice apartment in the Back Bay . The kind of place I can't afford on a policewoman's salary. There were lots of cops there, and a few people from the district attorney's office. Boston is such a liberal place, unlike Rhode Island where I come from. I mean, an openly queer Black man is the district attorney? Wow. Oh, well. I must admit that they made quite a nice couple, though. Both of them were tall, and very masculine. Two sexy Black men who were married to each other.
I lingered after the party ended because quite frankly, I like to drink. I was guzzling down the wine like my mouth was a bottomless pit. You know I'm an Irishwoman, right? Good. Anyway, the more I drank, the more lewd I became. I was commenting on how sexy the two of them looked. They looked at me, smiled and said something about calling me a cab. I didn't need a cab. Hell, I have drunk a lot more wine than this and still managed to drive my severely beat up old Bentley from one end of the city to the other. No, I'm not a member of Alcoholics Anonymous. Anymore. Anyway, I was still feeling a bit woozy from all my drinking but not so out of it that I didn't notice Jackson and Leroy kissing each other. That brought me right of my drunkenness. The sight of two sexy Black men kissing each other!
I watched them attentively. Jackson pulled Leroy closer to him, and embraced him. They started feeling each other up right then and there, which I say they had a right to since this was their home. I watched, and my hand unconsciously slipped into my pants and straight into my crotch. I must say that watching these two doing their thing was making my pussy wet. I have a library of gay and bisexual porn at home. Yes, women watch porn too! Some of us, anyway. I love watching a man sucking another man's dick or shoving his dick up another man's ass. To me, it's the most erotic thing in the world. I've experimented with women before and they mostly leave me cold. I don't even watch lesbian erotica anymore. But man-to-man sexual contact is still a major source of arousal for me. It makes my pussy twitch, gets me all hot and bothered. Like right now.
I started fingering myself while watching Jackson and Leroy making out. At some point, they noticed me staring. And masturbating. I froze. Oops! Gotcha! Jackson looked at me and asked me point blank what I was doing. I mumbled a bit, and he took a step toward me. I panicked. Had I overstepped my boundaries? He pulled me from the couch and to my feet, ever the masculine Black man. He told me that it was time I left. I nodded, ready to take off and try to forget what an ass I made out of myself. I felt so ashamed. Yes, I was still horny. Fortunately, Leroy spoke on my behalf. He put his arm around Jackson, and said that I wasn't bad-looking, and he didn't mind having me around. I grinned, did he mean that? Leroy told me to hush while he tried talking his partner into who knew what. I looked from one to the other. What the heck was going on?