Dakwon jogged outside and Crystal turned to see two more black men. One was tall and lanky, wearing sagging jeans and no shirt, his dark skinned abs glistening in the sun. The other was an old black man, gray curly white hair covering his head. He still looked to be in shape, with muscular arms and a slightly bulging stomach. He had a cigar in his mouth, puffing away as he stared at the white SUV.

"What up cuz?" Dakwon asked as he jogged out.

"Oh shit, Dakwon, the fuck happen to yo shit?" The tall lanky black man asked.

"Why is you drivin' my car around?" The old man asked, his face curling in anger.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!" Dakwon said as he stared at the long black mark on his car.

Dakwon turned and glared at Crystal, the other two black men following his gaze. Big D lumbered out and bellowed out a laugh.

"Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeit, I told you not to say this is your car." He said as he bent down to look at the mark.

Crystal panicked and looked around for her keys. The four black men strolled back into the garage, Dakwon looking angrier than the old black man.

"What the fuck did you do?" He asked.

"It wasn't me! I swear, I parked it far away and someone else did it!" Crystal replied, her eyes wide open in fear.

The old black man grabbed Dakwon by the shoulder and pulled him back. He smiled as he stepped in front of Dakwon.

"Dakwon, calm down, it's not even yo car. Hey girl, I'm Tyreese and that there beast be mine." He said gently as he extended a hand.

Crystal shook his hand but stayed silent.

"Don't worry about it girl, Big D over there knows some niggas who can paint that right up. It's gonna be a big costly though." Tyreese explained.

"I uh, I have about five hundred at home and I can get another five hundred from an ATM." Crystal responded.

"Shit, one thousand? That barely covers your car repair." Dakwon said.

"I can ask my husband for his credit card." She replied.

Tyreese shook his head. "My niggas don't take credit. Gonna have to be cash."

Crystal looked around, trying to see if she could get away. Big D stepped through the open shop door and pressed a button, the garage door slowly making its way down.

"Don't be thinkin' of runnin'. I'll call the police, sheeeeeeeeit." He said.

Tyreese looked her up and down then shrugged. "I got a proposal for you. I got enough money to cover a paint job and I doubt them niggas in the paint shop will fight me but, it's still a risk I gotta take. So, why don't you make me cum and I'll forgive you on the SUV. That's about the biggest discount you can get."

Crystal looked at him in shock. She couldn't believe what he had just said. Her head was spinning as she tried to figure out what to do. She could give him a quick blow job, her husband used to like it before and that usually made him cum quick. Plus, a blow job wouldn't be cheating she thought.

"Ok, deal." She replied.

Tyreese grinned and pulled down his pants and stood proud, a large bulge popping out from his black boxer shorts. Crystal gulped and squatted down, her short black skirt rising up to reveal her red string thong underneath. She peeled off the old black man's black boxer shorts and gasped as his thick black uncircumcised cock popped out at her. He was easily twice the size of her husband.