From the bed I watched Katie step into her deep blue lace panties and ease them over the curves over shapely tan thighs. She adjusted the elastic around them to ensure that no stray pubic curls were visible, then ran a finger between her thighs and sighed deeply.
"Shit Matt, I've just had a shower and I'm all wet already again." she commented more for her own benefit than mine.
Katie turned, picked up the matching bra from the bed and slipped her arms into it. Her dark nipples were firmly erect confirming just how aroused she actually was. She was simply stunning in her blue underwear, and looked years younger than I knew her to be. Next a jade top slipped over her head and then she stepped into a very short black skirt. A pair of black slinky high heeled shoes completed her attire for the night. Standing to attention, she did a little twirl and then looked over at me and smiled.
"How do I look, do you think Leo will like me?" she asked.
"You look lovely; Leo won't be able to keep his hands off you." I replied truthfully.
Katie grinned lecherously, "It's not his hands I'm worried about; I'm worried about that great big dick of his."
Having already seen it, I knew she had very good reason to be worried. I was fully aware that I should be trying to talk Katie out of it, but a part me was also excited and wanted her to see it through. For the first time in her life Katie was going to give her body to a black man, a little taboo fantasy of hers. The fact that Leo was very good looking and had a great body helped her make that decision, and the fact that he was well endowed and had a reputation of being a fine lover also was an influence. Sure, maybe it was all wrong, but Katie wanted to do it, and as her boyfriend I should have resisted. But at the end of the day, it was her body to do whatever she wanted with, and I wasn't sure I could have stopped her.
"You won't leave me with him will you, you will stay and look after me?" she asked nervously.
"Sure, I'll hang around."
Katie stepped to and gave me a little peck on the lips as to not smear her make up.
She felt my half erection against her and looked down, "I'll blow you or give you a handjob if you like."
"Nah, I'll wait till later." I suggested looking at my watch. "Anyway, its time to go."
A smiling Katie took my hand in hers and escorted me towards the door.
Katie had been divorced ten months when we first met in a wine bar through mutual friends. We kind of hit it off straight away, and as I was already playing the field with the local girls; I was free to pursue her charms. In her early forties, Katie was both independent and strong willed, and a real handful for the unsuspecting. She was tall and slim without being skinny. Her dark hair was kept stylishly short; she was pretty in a plain sort of way. She liked to dress well and always had that sophisticated look about her. For me, the real attraction of Katie was her desire to enjoy life, she loved to socialise and have fun. In bed she was a real demon, passionate, demanding, multi-orgasmic and had real staying power. She was a great companion and fun to be with, and life was pretty damned interesting since we'd been together.
After a few months of seeing each other, Katie suggested that I might want to move in for awhile and see how we go. I should point out this arrangement was fragile to say the least. After an abysmal marriage, Katie had no intention of getting into a long term relationship. Ours was based on fun and sex as long as it lasted, then I would be asked to leave. I had no problem with this arrangement, and it wouldn't have mattered if I did. I was simply living on borrowed time. I settled into her apartment nicely and we soon got accustomed to each other's quirks, I paid my way financially, did my share of the chores and was rewarded with lots of great sex.
Six months later we planned a holiday to the Caribbean and ended up in a little resort right on the beach. The sun was hot, the water warm, the food great and the alcohol free flowing. We were allocated a good sized self contained unit right on the beach, and then the fun began. By this time, Katie had filled out a little mostly due to my presence and eating more regularly. Her breasts were bigger, her butt rounder and her thighs fuller. I thought she looked better, Katie was still undecided. As far as I was concerned, her high cut yellow bathing suite looked fantastic and accentuated her long legs, and the many lingering male eyes supported my theory.
Katie was already well tanned before arriving in the Caribbean after many hours in a sun clinic; a few days in the Caribbean sun turned her skin a lovely bronze. She enjoyed the lecherous looks that the men gave her, and then took it out on me in the confines of our bedroom. Afternoon sex was the order of the day; then she could drink herself stupid in the evening and fall asleep at whim. All was going to plan until Leo turned up on the scene a few days after our arrival.
Leo was a senior member of the resort staff, and a major part of his job was to ensure paying guests were happy and stayed that way. He seemed to spend a lot of his time fraternising with the ladies, his outgoing personality and sense of humour ensuring his popularity. Leo was well over six feet tall and his skin dark as chocolate. He was wide shouldered and tapering down into a narrow waist; the uniformed white shirt did nothing to hide the deep chest and powerful arms. His thick thighs and toned calf muscles rippled with energy as he walked. His hair was cropped short in a buzz cut, below was a handsome face that seemed to smile forever.
Katie whistled in my ear the first time she laid eyes on Leo, she grinned and licked her lips suggestively when I realised what had attracted her attention. Like many ladies, Katie had a thing for hunky good looking black men, and Leo certainly fitted the bill. Until now, they had only been a taboo fantasy for her. She had always been sensible and allowed but a handful of well educated white boys between her lovely thighs before she married badly. Fantasies about being seduced by a hung black man were harmless she often told me, and there was no harm in looking.
It wasn't long before Leo noticed Katie, and a humorous rapport soon developed between the two. Leo was a natural comedian and had the ability to entertain people at whim; he was one of those people that made fun of himself as much as others, which certainly endeared himself. He was always seeking an angle to exploit and make people laugh. I could tell that Katie was quite smitten with him, but most of the females young and old at the resort were too. Leo seemed to enjoy Katie's company and he lingered often in her presence, and therefore it wasn't too long before his name popped up while Katie and I were in bed. She suggested more than once that he might have been in grave danger if I hadn't been in her life, and that she would have trouble keeping her hands off that spectacular body of his.
It was all innocent fun until late one night when Katie was visiting the restaurant restroom at the same time as a rather intoxicated redhead.
The redhead looked over at Katie and grinned as they washed their hands at the vanity, "You want to watch out for Leo, he's got his eye on you."
"Why's that?" Katie asked as she glanced across at the redhead in the vanity mirror.
Redhead laughed, "Cause he's a player that's why. He'll be in your bed before you know it if you give him half a chance."
"Are you talking from experience?" Katie asked disbelievingly.
"Hell yes, Leo's been in my bed more than a few times." Redhead answered. "He's one of the main reasons I keep coming back here. Leave the husband at home cause he doesn't like the sun too much. So I come here with a girlfriend and have a little fun on the side. And you know what they say, what happens on tour stays on tour. "
"Really?" Katie replied unconvinced.
Redhead turned, leaned on the vanity and looked over at Katie, "Don't believe me if you don't want to. I'm going home tomorrow and I don't care if you do or don't. But I'm telling you, if you get a chance to get Leo in your bed, go for it girl. You won't be sorry.
He's got a great big black dick and sure knows how to use it. I've had a few men in my time, but none have done me better than Leo does."
Katie laughed, "That good eh?"
Redhead smiled as she headed for the bathroom door, "Honey, he's better than good, much better. Do yourself a big favour. Leo likes you, so let him into your bed and you'll see what I mean."
I don't think my man would like it." Katie replied.
Redhead turned and grinned mischievously, "Then don't tell him."
But Katie did tell me, later that night in bed she recounted Redhead's story. I'd never seen Katie so aroused, her love making vigorous and demanding leaving our bed a sweaty pit. The next day it seemed to be all forgotten and we got on with enjoying the sun and surf.
A couple of days later Katie was sun bathing while I was out enjoying myself on a hired jet ski. It was one of those blistering hot days and had driven those without beach umbrellas inside. Leo was doing his usual rounds and eventually found my Katie sprawled under her umbrella.
"How goes it?" he asked while making his way over to her.
Katie opened her eyes and smiled, "Hi Leo, I just love it out here, I never want to go home."
"It's too hot." he replied moving in beside her under the umbrella seeking a bit of shade.
Katie moved over a little to make room.
"Where's your man?"
"Out there somewhere on one of the jet ski things. You know, boys and their toys and all that."
