My wife Phyliss was 23 years old. She is 5’3” 110lbs 35B cup with long sensitive nipples. She has long brown that she can wear several different ways. My favorite was when she wore it shoulder length. It made her neck look longer. At the time we had a 2 year old ******* Lori. My Dad worked 7 days and then was off 6. My parents would take our ******* to the lake with very often.
Phyliss was born in Mississippi and lived there until she was 15, when her family moved to Odessa Texas. She never been around any black people. She said her Aunts in Mississippi always told her to stay from black men. They said all they wanted with white women was to have sex. When we were married she was 20 years old and had never spoke to a black person. It just so happened that my best friend was blac.
When she met Sammie she was very reserved and didn’t say much. After he left she told me what her Aunts had told her and that Sammie was the first black person she had ever spoken to. That night in bed she was pretty hot and told me that she was very curious about black men.
That gave me my opening to tell her that she would love sex with a black man. She couldn’t believe I said that to her. I told her she would love fucking Sammie. She didn’t want to hear about it but I could tell she was interested. Not long after that I got her pregnant and we had a *******. Shortly after our ******* was born we moved from Odessa to Big Spring.
I took a job at a auto dealership running the service department. I had 6 mechanics and 3 detail guys working for me. Two of the detail guys were black and one was Hispani. One of the black guys was named Charlie Turner, he was 19 at the time. Every time Phyliss would come to the dealership to see me Charlie would tell me how hot she was. He told me that several times over the next year. One day I saw her drive by the shop door and go to the back where Charlie worked. I was helping a customer so it was probably 20 minutes before I got to go see what she wanted. When I got there Charlie was leaning in the window. When he saw me he backed up told her he would see her. He gave me a look as he passed me. When I got to the car I saw what Charlie was looking at. Phyliss had on a low cut blouse and no bra. You could see her tits perfectly, I mean completely. She had on a short skirt that was pulled up so you could see her white panties. I didn’t say anything about how she was dressed and just leaned in and kissed her. She had come to tell me my parents had picked up Lori for the 6 days my Dad was off. I told her that was great.
This was on Friday so I figured we would have a lot of sex on the weekend. I picked up some chicken for supper and we had a hell a night in bed. I left to go to work at 6:30am and left Phyliss naked in bed. When I got to the shop Charlie didn’t show up. About 9:00 one of the office girls came back to tell me Charlie called in sick. I figured he had got ******* last night and was hungover. Saturday was normally slow but that day was busy as hell. We normally closed at 12:30pm but between being busy and Charlie not being there it was 2:00pm before we could close. I was pissed at Charlie but I was just glad to head home. We lived off the interstate and I had to go past our house to cross over to the service road to go back to our house.
Before I got to the turnoff I saw Charlie’s truck on the opposite service headed toward Big Spring.
Phyliss was born in Mississippi and lived there until she was 15, when her family moved to Odessa Texas. She never been around any black people. She said her Aunts in Mississippi always told her to stay from black men. They said all they wanted with white women was to have sex. When we were married she was 20 years old and had never spoke to a black person. It just so happened that my best friend was blac.
When she met Sammie she was very reserved and didn’t say much. After he left she told me what her Aunts had told her and that Sammie was the first black person she had ever spoken to. That night in bed she was pretty hot and told me that she was very curious about black men.
That gave me my opening to tell her that she would love sex with a black man. She couldn’t believe I said that to her. I told her she would love fucking Sammie. She didn’t want to hear about it but I could tell she was interested. Not long after that I got her pregnant and we had a *******. Shortly after our ******* was born we moved from Odessa to Big Spring.
I took a job at a auto dealership running the service department. I had 6 mechanics and 3 detail guys working for me. Two of the detail guys were black and one was Hispani. One of the black guys was named Charlie Turner, he was 19 at the time. Every time Phyliss would come to the dealership to see me Charlie would tell me how hot she was. He told me that several times over the next year. One day I saw her drive by the shop door and go to the back where Charlie worked. I was helping a customer so it was probably 20 minutes before I got to go see what she wanted. When I got there Charlie was leaning in the window. When he saw me he backed up told her he would see her. He gave me a look as he passed me. When I got to the car I saw what Charlie was looking at. Phyliss had on a low cut blouse and no bra. You could see her tits perfectly, I mean completely. She had on a short skirt that was pulled up so you could see her white panties. I didn’t say anything about how she was dressed and just leaned in and kissed her. She had come to tell me my parents had picked up Lori for the 6 days my Dad was off. I told her that was great.
This was on Friday so I figured we would have a lot of sex on the weekend. I picked up some chicken for supper and we had a hell a night in bed. I left to go to work at 6:30am and left Phyliss naked in bed. When I got to the shop Charlie didn’t show up. About 9:00 one of the office girls came back to tell me Charlie called in sick. I figured he had got ******* last night and was hungover. Saturday was normally slow but that day was busy as hell. We normally closed at 12:30pm but between being busy and Charlie not being there it was 2:00pm before we could close. I was pissed at Charlie but I was just glad to head home. We lived off the interstate and I had to go past our house to cross over to the service road to go back to our house.
Before I got to the turnoff I saw Charlie’s truck on the opposite service headed toward Big Spring.