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played it cool, as he stepped past David and into the kitchen. “I’m just here to get my end of the bargain. We still cool, brother?”
    David glowered at him – giving the unspoken message that they had never been cool when it came to this.
    But Brandon’s reaction suggested he really didn’t care one way or another. He shrugged off his coat.
    “So… We gonna do this, or you want to drink a beer first?”
    David’s eyes widened. It was bad enough this big, black bastard wanted to feel up his sleeping wife. Now he wanted to make small talk, too?
    “Come on,” David led him into the living room.
    At the door to the bedroom, David’s hand hovered over the door handle. Then he froze.
    “What is it?”
    “Give me your hands,” David snapped.
    “You what?”
    “Give me your hands!”
    “Dude, that’s some gay shit right there.”
    “Just let me hold your hands for a second,” David snapped – and when Brandon reluctantly offered up his big hands, David felt them and they were cold.
    “You were outside,” the smaller man explained, marvelling at how big and rough and calloused Brandon’s hands were. “They’re like blocks of ice. If you touch her with those, she’ll wake up for sure.”
    “Oh,” Brandon seemed to get it. “Alright, no problem.” He began to rub his hands together, and then tucked them under his armpits.
    Eventually, when he was convinced they’d be warm enough, Brandon pulled his hands out and presented them to David. The smaller man touched them.
    “Okay,” he growled. “Now be quiet, okay? Really fucking quiet .”
    Brandon nodded eagerly, and watched as David opened the door to the bedroom with a soft ‘click.’
    The light from the living room bathed the bedroom; and illuminated Cassie as she lay sleeping on the bed.
    David felt his stomach tie itself into knots. His wife looked like a sleeping angel lying there; and he was about to let this beast – this big, black animal – lay his hands on her.
    But what choice did he have?
    “C’mon,” David hissed, and he beckoned Brandon to the side of the bed.
    The big man listened, and fell to his knees beside the bed eagerly.
    David felt revolted by what he did next – but he also felt exhilarated. Like a boy again, when he and his schoolmates had spied in on the girl’s locker room. It was deeply, disgustingly unethical. But it was also kind of hot.
    Lifting the covers, David peeled back the comforter to reveal inch after inch of his sleeping wife’s body. Brandon watched, his eyes widening.
    “Goddamn,” the big black man breathed. “She’s fucking beautiful .”
    David felt a stab of pride, and the corner of his lips curled.
    “O-okay,” Brandon murmured, and he held up his hands. “C-can I… Can I touch her?”
    David looked at him; and for the first time in their weird relationship, he actually felt power over the other man. And he suddenly felt his cock swell in his pants.
    “G-go on,” David ordered.
    And then he watched as Brandon Brown – a heavy-set black man he’d barely spoken to until the previous Friday night – reached trembling fingers out and held them above his wife’s bare, pale breasts.
    Brandon looked at David, as if demanding permission. And David nodded.
    Brandon’s lips curled.
    And then he cupped Cassie’s beautiful breasts, and squeezed.
    David’s eyes widened, and his cock throbbed, as he saw Brandon’s big, brown hands squeeze the tender white flesh of his wife’s breasts. The contrast was electric. It looked so fucking sexy .
    And so was the look in Brandon’s eyes, as he massaged Cassie’s tits. He licked his thick, brown lips, and rubbed his big thumbs over her nipples, until they hardened like little nubs at the pressure.
    “Fuuuck, man,” Brandon grinned, looking up at David for approval. “Man, your wife’s titties feel fucking amazing .”
    David grinned in pride. Yeah, he thought to himself. They do .
    And then, without his brain giving his mouth permission, David