On Thursday I received an e-mail from a long time internet friend. She is one that I have been talking to for ever and been making sexual jokes to. In her e-mail she says she has some time off coming up and has decided to travel across the country and visit Maine.
I looked her up on instant messenger, but she wasn't on. In her e-mail she asked me where I was in Maine. I responded to her my city and joked in response that if she was really planning on visiting that she better pack light.
Later that evening I was talking to my wife about the e-mail and my response. She told me that I know the rules on that. She repeated them, like I needed her to do that. "Don't make anything I can't afford, NO STD's and not to bring it in our bed."
I laughed at her and said, "Once she saw this old man she would be running down the runway for the next plane outta here."
We both laughed. She then asked me which one it was that I was talking about. I looked through my pictures on the computer and found a couple pictures and showed them to her.
She then said that she wasn't her type.
When she said that I asked why she says that.
She says that she was too dark for her.
I laughed and asked if she was being racist. I said if she was then she then this is coming from a woman that told me about having an affair with a married colored person before.
She said I was right and it was wrong of her to say that. She then said that I could have her all to myself.
I told her that wouldn't be an issue anyhow, because this girl is 25 and I don't think she really would want me for my stud services.
She told me that she might want someone with the experience not for what I lack. She laughed.
I asked her if she was complaining for what we miss out on when the 4 year old jumps into the bed most of the time. I said that if the 4 year old would stay in her own bed that she would get it more often.
She said that we have been doing good on our sex life lately and in time the 4 year old will stay in her own bed and she will see about the performance then.
As we were talking I got a response back from my e-mail that was from my friend again. It read;
"I will be at the Portland airport on Saturday around 1pm. I am going to be dressed in red bikini top with white shear summer blouse and denim shorts. I will only have one piece of luggage that I will carry on and off so I don't have to wait for those idiots to lose my stuff. Hope you like what you see."
I read this to my wife and she laughed and said I better take the van because that message really means that she is packing half of her house. She then told me that I better go buy a couple condoms because I might get lucky.
I told her the only place I was getting lucky was in our bed with her.
She laughed and said I was probably right, but we weren't going to know sitting out here talking. She stood up and walked out of the room.
I responded to the e-mail and said that I would meet her on Saturday at the airport.
I followed my wife's lead and went into the bedroom. I stripped down and crawled into bed. I was leaning over to kiss my wife goodnight when she started asking questions.
"What are you going to do with your friend while she's here?" She asked.
I responded, "I guess I could show here some of the sites around, like the Light House and where some of the beaches are."
Then she reached down and grabbed my cock and said, "What if that sexy young well tanned girl was to grab you like this?"
My cock grew rock hard and I still laughed. "Not to worry Hun. She is just taking a vacation and I doubt she is coming here to get your meat."
"She won't like you anyhow." She said.
With that comment I sat up on my elbows and asked, "Why not?"
She laughed and said, "Because you know that a black mans cock is much bigger all the way around."
I asked, "Are you complaining? Do you want your old lover back?"
She grabbed my cock even harder and said, "I am very happy with your size. You know how to use it and when you don't use it you know how to use this tongue." She lunged forward and sucked my tongue into her mouth.
With that I grabbed around her back and noticed she had nothing on. I pulled her close to me and pressed her breast into my chest. I then laid her gently on her back and broke our kiss.
Slowly I started kissing and licking my way down her neck. I worked my way between her breasts and traced my tongue around her breast teasing her. I planted small kisses between her breast and continued down her stomach to her soft patch of hair.
I slowly kneeled between her legs and started kissing back up her stomach to just under her breast.
She started breathing harder but managed to ask me, "Is this what you are going to do with your young girl from California?"
I stopped and asked, "If I did, would you get jealous?"
"Just do me like you would if I was her." She said.
With that in mind I said, "Then I guess we will stop here, because she is a friend and I don't think she really is coming here for that."
My wife grabbed my hair and said, "Have some fun and pretend she's only here for that."
I laughed and kissed her nipple.