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One afternoon I had some papers for Tom and I took they to the Gym to give them to him 
That was how James Berry came into the mix. Tom and James were friends and I met James
when I delivered the papers. James and Tom were very much alike. Both big, both black, The
only initial difference was that James was quieter, more reserved than Tom. Tom introduced
me to his friend and I learned that James was a businessman who owned several local
businesses. After a few minutes of small talk, I concluded my business and left the two
big black men. I was nearly out of the gym when I realized I had forgotten to inform Tom
about a teachers meeting the next morning. I turned and started back. When I got to the
door of the coaches offices I overheard them talking and when it dawned on me they were
discussing me I stopped and unashamedly eavesdropped. 

“Man, that is one nice looking woman,” James said. “Great tits and ass. Got a hot fuckin’
body on her.”

“Fuckin’ fine looking woman,” Tom agreed. “Gives me a hard-on every time I get around
her. I’d give anything to cram my cock in her little white snatch and fuck her.” I stood
absolutely still, my heart pounding and my face aflame. Part of me wanted to charge in and
give them a piece of my mind. That other part of me felt all warm and glowing because a
man, two men actually, found me attractive. The very idea that any man found me desirable
was an alien feeling for me. 

“You got a plan of attack, yet?” I heard James inquire.

“Naw, not yet, but I’d sure like to spread her legs and get some of that pussy,” Tom
answered. “She ain’t got any idea what all I’d like to do to her.”

“I think I’d have to eat her cunt first,” James offered. “She’s definitely table grade.”

Thomas Cook laughed, “Yeah, brings up that old question don’t it? Eat up your fuckin’ or
fuck up your eating.”

“I’d have to do both,” James said with a chuckle. It dawned on me that their voices were
becoming louder because they were approaching my position. I turned and  ran from the gym.


I thought about their conversation all the way home. I was both disgusted and excited in
equal parts. It was somewhat of a surprise when I discovered that I was wet. The crude
talk between the two men had caused my pussy to become moist. I realized that it hadn’t
happened for a long time. Sex between Albert and I had dwindled and finally dried up to
the occasional hurried groping once every couple of  months or so. Albert had other
outlets for his sex drive, and I didn’t have a sex drive. Or so I thought.

I called Thomas Cook and got his voice mail. I left a message telling him about the early
morning teacher’s meeting. Just hearing his voice caused me to become even wetter than I
was.  

I couldn’t hardly sleep that night because of the conversation I had overheard. I played
and replayed it over and over in my mind. The idea that not one, but two men wanted me was
hard to get a handle on. Finally sometime after midnight I got up and went to the
bathroom. I looked at myself in the full length mirror. I wanted to see what had attracted
Tom and James to me.

Thirty four years old, natural blonde, figure still pretty good. My thirty-eight C cup
breasts didn’t sag very much. Nipples still perked up when stroked. I’m pale because I
don’t get a lot of sun. It dawned on me that I didn’t even own a swim suit any longer. I
observed that my muscles could stand some toning and I resolved to get myself in better
shape. I also noticed that with the exception of a few minor wrinkles and laugh lines I
still would be considered pretty.  While standing there examining myself I suddenly got
very angry. Angry at Albert and at myself. I was an attractive vibrant woman and I
deserved more than I was getting. I started to go to Albert’s room and demand he have sex
with me, but I stopped before I even got out of the bathroom. No, that wasn’t what I
wanted. Not yet anyway. I had some things to do first.