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The chats and e-mail went on for several more months. Because of some of the things said in the chat conversations I suspected that Marcus and Kimmy were also having conversations on the telephone. I didn't like it, but I knew I couldn't do anything about it, except to casually remind Kimmy not to give our real names or addresses away. Frankly I had a lot of reservations about Marcus.

Sometime after the first of the year another name appeared. Shawn was mentioned several times. If the truth be known I began to suspect that Kimmy was all talk and no action. There were several opportunities that we could have made a face to face meeting possible.

For a while the chats and e-mail dwindled down, and I thought that Kimmy was looking for a new fantasy to occupy her mind. It was only a short time later that I learned that Shawn had been calling Kimmy on the telephone (her cell phone) Suddenly Kimmy had a renewed interest in meeting them.

Kimmy got cold feet about a gangbang. No more than two guys and she insisted that there be a no sex meeting with Marcus and Shawn before any sexual meeting could take place. It was reasonable, so I agreed. Marcus and Shawn were eager to meet. We made a date for the following Saturday night.

The drive there was long cause we were both very anxious and the weather sucked big time! Rain, Rain, Rain. Kimmy was dressed exactly how Marcus wanted, apart from a long rain coat which she ditched as soon as we got seated. She looked wonderful in her sky blue knee length skirt, no stockings or hoes, she had on a long sleeved white V neck T-Shirt, heels and of course no underwear of any kind in sight, and she smelled really good too. Love freshly shampooed hair.

The white T was a perfect choice; she did not have a bra on so you could see the shadow and shape of her nipples, and the weight of her full breasts. Anyone looking could also see her pale cleavage. She's usually not so brazen so this was a special treat. Hope I painted a good picture. Kimmy is always well put together, never trashy, lord knows she can afford to dress well and she does.

Anyway, we met at a restaurant in Santa Monica, it's a cool little place with large private U-shaped booths. It was like 6 in the evening on Saturday. The place only opens at 5, so it was still quite empty, I made sure we were there 10 minutes early. I opened a tab and ordered a couple of drinks. Kimmy looked as nervous as I felt.

We didn't have to wait long, before we knew it they were standing in front of us, two large black men. I recognized Marcus immediately, my first impression was these are big guys who could crush me with a freakin’ muscle spasm. I was stunned; shocked to see them even though we had planned this. I could see Kimmy was very pleased at how they each looked. We both stood to welcome them, I shook hands saying hi. Kimmy went around the table to greet them.

You should have seen the way they looked at her. She was received by each man with a lingering hug. She did not give them a 'stand-far-away-lean-in' kind of hug. No sir, she went right up to first Marcus, then Shawn, and hugged them much like she would hug me. They each took an opportunity to feel her a little, hugging her close and pulling her chest into theirs, running hands up and down her torso a little then holding her arms length, I swear I got hard right then.

Shawn said they had a bet that we would not show and if we did Kimmy would be a dog! He lost $50 and he went as far as to say Kimmy was "a high class Ho and finer than fine" and other colorful words to that effect. They were both over 6', so they were about a head taller than Kimmy and I.

Anyway, we sat down and talked about everything, everything they want, everything Kimmy and I want and expect. Precautions, location, time, blood tests. I gave them a name of a facility that does blood screening, tests for all contractible STD's. They were just like I expected, very assertive, very blue collar, a little pushy.

He was a little upset that Kimmy had gotten cold feet and reduced the number of men from 5-6 to just the two of them. He said he had some broken promises and now had "Upset Niggas" to deal with. To calm him and allow him to save face, I told him that if things go off without a hitch we could conceivably do this again, with more men, Kimmy nodded her head. (She was looking very nervous the whole time.)

That made him very happy. At times it was actually kinda hard to understand them, with all the swearing, "street" talk, slang words they use, no wonder we call it Ebonics, it is a whole separate language!! It was really Marcus and myself who jostled for dominance of the conversation, Shawn was not very talkative. I didn't think he was a quiet person, I think he just let Marcus run the show.

Even though Kimmy, Marcus and I had talked about us driving to Inglewood a number of times, I had to insist on a neutral location like you suggested. Of course there was some tension there. They were planning on using a friends home, Derrick I think his name was, but that would have meant including him and increasing the number of men. Again I told him not this first time, but maybe for the second time.

Both Marcus and Shawn had never heard of a "safe word", I had to educate them on the meaning and use of one. Kimmy's main concern again was anal sex, she was even more worried now that she'd come to learn Shawn was bigger than Marcus. Exclusion of this activity was not up for discussion, and I was glad for it, I fucking can't wait to see her taking on those two the way she's chatted about.

Marcus told us once we are in the room and the door is shut, Kimmy would "belong" to them. He said every hole will be used multiple times, they would start slow, but it would be rough going even then. I'm paraphrasing all of this of course. I was listening to his threatening rant, but watching Kimmy's expressions. She looked concerned, but she also had that same excited look on her face.

About forty minutes into all this, Marcus very nicely asked if Kimmy would mind sliding in between him and Shawn. I said sure, if she wants too. So she got up, Shawn slid out, Kimmy slid back in in-between them. Once that happened the real Marcus showed up. He started in on Kimmy, putting his arm around her, touching her face, her hair, telling her what a White Whore she was using all those words and phrases you've read in his chats.

He had his hand on her thigh, kissing her ear he said, "I'm gonna slide my hand up under yo dress, and you gonna be a good little BITCH and part yo lily white thighs for me." I could not see what his hand was doing, but Kimmy was breathing hard, looking both ways to see if our waitress was near.

Shawn didn't sit idle by for long, he had his hand up the front of her shirt, switching from one breast to the other. I was just staring, watching all this happen. I must have looked concern, cause Marcus shot me a look and said I need to get used to this. I was dammed excited. I kept my eye on her though, made sure she was okay, I was afraid she'd panic, cause Shawn was quite rough with her sensitive breasts, but she didn't.

They never asked her for approval, instead directing questions to me as they explored her. She asked nervously if we should be doing this here, that we could get thrown out, they could call the cops. She was worried, but I could see in her flushed face that she was losing control of herself. God she looked beautiful sitting there with her moist lips parted and her eyes fluttering shut.

I just remember how different the Vegas thing was, she was allot more in charge, this time she was like a submissive little pussycat it was completely different. Marcus pulled out wet fingers from under the table and put them in Kimmy's mouth, right at the fucking table, then kissed her full on the lips, with tongue, grabbing the back of her head and everything. Watching this happen right in front of me was fucking bizarre. This guy really knows how to take control. It was strange feeling like I was intruding on a private moment with my own wife. Shawn of course took a turn too. Kissing and fondling her. I had to wave the waitress off a couple of times.

I watched at Marcus took her little hand unzipped his own fly and placed her hand in his pants, her face just changed, I could see her touching him, I could see nothing but the outline of her hand moving. Marcus was talking to her the whole time telling her what's in store.

I could not stall the waitress any longer, she came over, both men had moved their hands to the top of the table, but Shawn and her had just finished up a kiss and she still had a hand under the table in Marcus pants. She maintained her composure very well, that part was quite funny...! The waitress gave a look, she had to know something was up.

We decided, tentatively on two weeks from then, this would give them time to get all the blood work done, and me to find the right hotel. I was going to pick a penthouse suite somewhere to give us room and privacy. We paid and walked to the valet together, I was a little curious what car they came in. It was an older Cadillac, bad gold and green color and gold rims, just an interesting side note I guess. When we said goodbye you can bet this time Kimmy got a long deep kiss from each of them and I got a healthy (and painful) slap on the back.

I was dying to find out what my wife was thinking, as soon as we got in the car and the doors shut I asked. The first thing she said was, why couldn't we do it sooner? How long does it take to find a fucking Hotel Room? Don't you know someone that can see them quickly and get blood work done?" Imagine how I felt. Kimmy can be a bitch sometimes and this was one of those times.

"Dammit Kimmy, we have a plan and we are going to stick with it," I told her in no uncertain terms. "I'm not going to call those two and tell them you've changed the plans and we're meeting sooner." Like I said Kimmy can be a bitch, but she also can see reason.