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“You know he’s dogging her, right?” Fred said as we sat at the bar after work. “Who?” I asked. “Anthony. He’s been all over Mary, man. He’s hot for her.” “Oh. No, I didn’t know that. She hasn’t mentioned him.” “Well, he keeps asking me about her. I’ve seen how she’s playing him, flirting and...

Mary and I had never discussed any fantasies she might have about black guys, but, after dinner and drinking some wine and smoking some weed, we were horny and, as we fondled each other and were half naked, she mentioned Fred, a very handsome black guy we work with. I quickly asked her, “You...