Her hands expertly slid down his slick, glistening, oil covered back towards his ass. Jenny wondered if his tight ass was rock hard or nice and soft as a smile crept to her lips at the thought. She dug her thumbs into his lower back and slowly pushed them in circles while moving her hands up his back.

Jamal groaned as she massaged his back, his body slowly loosening up. Though, even loosened, his muscles were still rock hard under her fingers.

"So, watch any good movies lately?" Jamal asked.

"Good movies? I can't say that I have. You have any suggestions?"

"Ha! The movies I watch ain't the type you watch."

"What? They're sports movies or action movies or something? I like action movies."

"Oh they be action movies aight, but more of the one on one action type, rated triple X," Jamal joked.

"Oh Jamal!" Jenny laughed as she pinched his skin.

"Hey! Ow!" Jamal flinched.

"Oh, what, a big guy like you can't handle a little pinching from a small housewife?" Jenny teased.

"Trust me, I can handle much more than that," Jamal said as he looked up and winked.

Jenny's face turned red again and she laughed him off. She continued rubbing his lower back, working outward from his spine to the sides of his body. Her hands contrasted with his deep, dark ebony skin, and she was mesmerized by her own hand's movements.

She hopped down to his thick legs and wrapped her hands around his left thigh. It was like touching steel, rock hard, with very little traces of fat. It almost felt as if she was giving a massage to a cyborg.

"Oh yeah, right there, my legs be so sore," Jamal groaned.

"Am I even doing anything? It's like I'm just rubbing my hands on metal here," Jenny joked.

"Oh yeah, it feels good. It even flinched," Jamal laughed.

"It flinched?"

"You ever watch Seinfeld?"

"I catch the reruns here and there."

"Oh, maybe you don't get the reference, never mind," Jamal replied.

Jenny shook her head as she continued rubbing his powerful thigh with both her hands. "I can't believe you watched Seinfeld."

"What? Cause I'm black?"

"No, cause you're a football player, you just don't strike me as someone who watches sitcoms," Jenny replied, slightly flustered.

"Don't put a stereotype on guys like me," Jamal joked.

"Yeah, I guess I shouldn't."

"It's bad enough I have a ton of expectations for being black, now you giving me a hard time for being a football player?" Jamal said.

"Oh, shush it. Everyone has expectations of all kinds of people," Jenny said as she squeezed his thighs between her hands.

"Hey, I got a big one to live up to. You know what they say about black guys right? Once you go black, you never go back," Jamal laughed.

"That's just a joke nowadays," Jenny laughed.

"Says you," Jamal replied, grinning.

Jenny shook her head and walked around the table to work on his other thigh. Her hands felt sore as she began rubbing his other leg. His right thigh seemed strangely thicker than his left.

As she rubbed downwards, she paused as she realized that his leg wasn't thicker. Her left hand was on his manhood. The bulbous tip of his member was in her palm now as she froze up.

"Hey, whoa there, I didn't know this was THAT kind of massage," Jamal laughed.

Jenny couldn't believe that his manhood was reaching down the side of his thigh. She quickly pulled her hand away and blushed. Jamal didn't seem to care as he remained still on the massage table, slightly snickering.

"Oh jeez, sorry about that!" Jenny apologized, her hands trembling.

"Hey, it's all good, my little guy down there likes to show up at odd moments," Jamal laughed.

Jenny found it amusing that he referred to his rather large member as his 'little guy', considering the sheer size of it. She took a couple deep breaths to calm herself and slowly put her hands on the back of his thighs.

"You want me to flip over? My little guy should just flop down the middle of my legs then," Jamal suggested.

"Uh, yeah, maybe that'll be easier," Jenny agreed.

Jamal slowly turned around and his towel opened for a moment, again, giving Jenny a brief but clear view of his big black member. She gasped and her eyes quickly darted away. Her heart raced and she worried that Jamal would hear it from where he was laying.

He adjusted himself a few times and then lay back, resting his head on the table. Jenny pulled out a pillow and placed it under his head, giving him some extra comfort. Jamal smiled and closed his eyes.

Jenny stared at the massive bulge hidden beneath the soft cotton towel and she wanted to touch it. She shook her head and began rubbing his thighs again. Her hands were a bit looser as she grew slightly nervous.

She slowly rubbed the sides of his legs again, occasionally moving them up the front of his powerful thighs. His large manhood flashed before her eyes again as she neared his crotch with her fingers/ Her initial plan was to seduce Jamal and have her husband walk in, getting a measure of revenge on him.

However, after seeing Jamal's member, even for a brief moment, made her question whether or not she should go through with it. It could have been his skin color that made it seem larger, or the angle, but it was monstrous. Rather intimidating for someone who had never seen or felt anything so long or thick before.

She trembled as she rubbed up and down. Jamal seemed oblivious with eyes closed and began snoring lightly. Her massage was putting him to sleep, which meant she was doing a good job.

Jenny contemplated on moving her hands towards his inner thighs to accidentally touch his manhood again. She was lost in her thoughts, debating, not realizing the bulge between his legs slowly rising. When she noticed the towering towel, she gasped and stepped back.

The sudden movement caused her hand to accidentally pull on his towel, causing it to slide over, revealing his magnificent ebony rod. She stood in silence staring at his erect member.