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They say to be careful what you wish for. Well, in my case, I was careful. I thought about what I wanted for the big four-O birthday ever since my husband told me that he would get me whatever I wanted.I’m still trying to figure out if he’s happy about my wish or pissed off. We were out to dinner one month before the big day. I knew what he was going to ask me. He asks the same one every year.“So, what do you want for your big fortieth birthday?”“I want to get fucked by a big dick. Not above average like yours. A big cock!?He sat back in his chair. Obviously not expecting that one.“Ok, ah, what made you pick that one?”“Well, I read erotic stories and watch porn with you, and I hear it from other girls I know so, I want to know if they’re as good as everyone says. I’ll never know unless I try one, so that’s what I want. Is that a problem?”“No, no, it’s just that I’m going to have to use another tactic for this one. Ahh, you have any choice of color?”“Oh, you’re thinking BBC. Well, I guess that is the way to go. But I don’t care about color or race or even if he’s from outer space. As long as it’s over ten inches, and he or it knows how to use it, I’ll be a happy camper.”Nothing more was said about it, but I thought that we would go home and fuck our brains out, knowing that this would allow him to watch me fuck another man. But something happened and he wasn’t in the mood. Then it dawned on me. he was feeling threatened.“Look, Sam. Forget it. If this is going to make you feel inadequate, I don’t want that. You’re way good enough and always will be. If this should ever happen, it would be physical and not emotional. So don’t worry about it. Get me roses again.”The next two weeks were a little tense, but we managed to have some beautiful sex. The big day was on a Sunday, şişli escort and he hasn’t said a word about my present. Then on the Friday before, he laid it on me.“I’m afraid that you won’t get your big dick birthday, Hun. I’ve tried everything, but no one fits the bill.”“Sam, I didn’t think I’d get a request like that filled anyway. Don’t worry about it. I still have your cock. Listen, let’s just have some fun. Let’s dance.”And we did dance. I had a good time just teasing the guys. I was wearing my version of the little black dress. Cut low in the front and back with nothing on under except a garter belt holding up black silk stockings. Thigh-highs are more comfortable, but Sam likes the garter straps. My highest heels and we’re good to go.We were slow dancing and Sam’s hands were all over my ass when he stopped and shouted, “Hey, Bruce! Over here!”My back was to whomever he shouted in my ear for, so I didn’t see him until he stood right next to us. I turned and had to look up. When I did, in the dark of the dance floor all I saw were gleaming white teeth.“Let’s go to our table. Where the fuck have you been? Thought you fell off the face of the earth.”We got to the table and Sam introduced Bruce Wane to me. Yeah, Bruce Wane. He sat down and Sam ordered another round of drinks.“What brings you back home, Bruce? Wife kick you out?”“Well, as a matter of fact, yes, she did. She told me that she couldn’t take me anymore. So, I got out while the getting was good.“What do you mean, she couldn’t take you anymore? You don’t seem a bad guy.”The subject was dropped. The band started to play and I needed to move, so I asked Sam if he wanted to dance and he said no.“If it’s all right with Sam, I’ll dance with you.”Sam didn’t blink, so we headed for şişli escort bayan the floor. It was a fast number and I must admit that this black man had moves. We managed to get through three fast ones and were just about to return to our table when a slow one came up.“Let’s cool down to this one, Bruce?”“Ah, I don’t know Jen. Later.”I wasn’t going to take no for an answer, and I pulled him back onto the floor. He danced with me at arm’s length, and I felt like I was dancing alone so without warning him, I pulled him to me quickly.He pulled back, but not before I felt why his name was Bruce Wane. He was packing a bat in his pants. I held him to me and looked up into his face with a questioning face.“I’m sorry, Jen. Pretty women wearing sexy clothes do that to me.”“Would you answer a question for me?”“I’ll try to pretty lady.”“Is this why your wife kicked you out?”With that said, I reached between us and grabbed the largest bulge I’d ever felt. He didn’t back away, but now I know that black men can blush.“Jen! Don’t do that here!”“You’re right. We should be doing that at our house.”He pushed me ahead of him, no doubt using me for cover. He sat down quickly and I had to giggle.“Well, you two seem to get along well. He’s always been a good dancer.”“Yeah, we’re going to dance some more later. Right now, I want to make sure that Bruce is coming to the house on Sunday for my party.”“Wait. I didn’t know we were having a party on Sunday.“We Weren’t, but we are now.”We stayed a little longer and I made sure that Bruce held me close during the slow numbers. I had to go to the lady’s room and dry myself. This was the first time that I regretted not wearing panties. Bruce had to smell my arousal.We made arrangements for Sunday. We would have a mecidiyeköy escort cookout and I would invite all the other guests. Yeah, right. On the drive home, I told Sam that he had better have one or two of the little blue pills that his father gave him. He was going to need it.Needless to say, we didn’t get to sleep that night. As my husband was fucking my brains out, I was thinking about what Bruce’s large dick will feel like.Saturday was a laid-back rest day. We cleaned up the yard and I made sure that the pool and hot tub were in good working order.We told Bruce to be over around one pm on Sunday. He was right on time. He wore shorts and a tee shirt. Nothing fancy about this guy.I wanted to tease the living shit out of him. If I kept him horny, no telling what he’ll do with his bat, so to do that I wore my tiny bikini… bottoms. I was lounging next to the pool when Sam let him in.They walked up to me and I could hear Bruce asking Sam if it was all right.“Honey! Bruce is here. I know you’re awake.”I made like I just woke up and then stood in front of Bruce.“I’m glad you could make it, Bruce. Sam, would you get Bruce a drink, please.”I started walking around the pool. Bruce just followed me.“Oh, I’m sorry, Bruce. Would you like me to put something on top? We’re so used to walking around nude that sometimes I forget how I’m dressed.”“No, I don’t mind. Truth is that your breasts are beautiful. If you catch me staring, I mean to.”“Well, as long as two can play that game.”We were heading back to the deck when I heard a familiar voice.“Where are they? Oh, there you are, sis. Oh, and who is this basketball player?”“Knock it off, Meg. I’m so surprised you stopped in. How long have you been circling the block?“Now, now. Are you going to introduce me, or do I have to take him somewhere private and do it myself?”“Bruce, this is my older sister Meg. Meg, this is Bruce, an old friend of Sam’s.”I was giving my sister the evil eye when Sam’s voice broke the ice.“Can you let go of Bruce? I could use him at the grill.”“Ok, Jen, how do we go about this?”