It was another boring lunch with prim and proper wives of the country club. They had decided to go to Olive Garden. Jan came from money her ******* was a Federal Judge, her mom a Doctor and her husband owned the largest auto dealership in the area. Her life was filled with PTA meeting, meals at the country club and being a soccer mom.
As she sit there with other wives discussing the last country club gossip she saw him enter the restaurant. It was John one of her husbands employees. She had noticed him a few times when she stopped by to see her husband. She couldn't understand way he stood out in her mind. He was a nice looking guy with a few extra pounds around the waist but it just something about him. It was like he had this some type of power over her.
She couldn't help but notice how he commanded respect from everyone at the dealership including her husband, as the waitress approach him I could tell she was very nervous with good reason. At 6'2 and about 285 he was a commanding present. She guided him to a table in the back near the bathroom. Jan watched him take a seat and once she determined he was alone, she excused herself from the other to go to bathroom.
As she approached John noticed her and stood to greet her. He spoke with a deep baritone voice that caused her pussy to get wet, they made small talk before excusing herself to go to the ladies room. Once inside she grabbed the sink for support. Her knees were weak and her pussy was wetter then it ever been before. She entered one of the stalls and tried to understand what was going on. She was so overcome with lust and desire that she found herself playing with her pussy until she had the strongest orgasim she had ever had in her life. She took a look at her flushed face. She put some cold water on a paper towel and dabbed her face.
After leaving the ladies room she found herself standing in front of John's table unable to speak. She again felt her legs grow weak and her pussy began to drip. John looked up from he's paper and asked her if she was ok but Jan could only stand there in a trace, it was until one of the other wives called her that her trace was broken and she returned to the table with the other prim and proper wives. But she couldn't take her eyes of the strong Black Man sitting alone in the back.
To be continued
As she sit there with other wives discussing the last country club gossip she saw him enter the restaurant. It was John one of her husbands employees. She had noticed him a few times when she stopped by to see her husband. She couldn't understand way he stood out in her mind. He was a nice looking guy with a few extra pounds around the waist but it just something about him. It was like he had this some type of power over her.
She couldn't help but notice how he commanded respect from everyone at the dealership including her husband, as the waitress approach him I could tell she was very nervous with good reason. At 6'2 and about 285 he was a commanding present. She guided him to a table in the back near the bathroom. Jan watched him take a seat and once she determined he was alone, she excused herself from the other to go to bathroom.
As she approached John noticed her and stood to greet her. He spoke with a deep baritone voice that caused her pussy to get wet, they made small talk before excusing herself to go to the ladies room. Once inside she grabbed the sink for support. Her knees were weak and her pussy was wetter then it ever been before. She entered one of the stalls and tried to understand what was going on. She was so overcome with lust and desire that she found herself playing with her pussy until she had the strongest orgasim she had ever had in her life. She took a look at her flushed face. She put some cold water on a paper towel and dabbed her face.
After leaving the ladies room she found herself standing in front of John's table unable to speak. She again felt her legs grow weak and her pussy began to drip. John looked up from he's paper and asked her if she was ok but Jan could only stand there in a trace, it was until one of the other wives called her that her trace was broken and she returned to the table with the other prim and proper wives. But she couldn't take her eyes of the strong Black Man sitting alone in the back.
To be continued