My wife is a hot bitch. Sara is thirty-five, five foot six and weighs about one hundred and ten pounds. She's a fiery red head, top to bottom, if you know what I mean. She's all tits and ass and I couldn't be happier. I do everything to please her, from cleaning the house to grocery shopping to eating her pussy at least twice a week. We've been married for ten years and she has made me the happiest man alive. Last weekend, she expressed to me, well, ordered, that I do something to please her. What else could I do but oblige?
We were out at the club with a few friends when everyone spotted the sexiest black bitch in a short leather skirt. My gaze landed straight on her ass; her big bubbly caboose was perfect in contrast to her tight belly and C-cup tits. She strutted by our group and I could not take my eyes off her. She smiled my way, winked and walked up to the bar. I got caught eyeballing the brown vixen. Sara was smiling wide, her head cocked slightly to the side. I knew what that meant. I had to play her game to get back into good graces. I had to seduce this woman to please my wife.
We hashed out the plan and I went to work. I high tailed it to the bar and ordered a drink, asking the black goddess if she'd like one.