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Checking Him Out (A Single Mothers Romance Novel)

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I told him it was at ten.

“…at ten. If you were to stroll on over to the gym, I can show you all the things I can do…to…your…body.”

I felt myself getting aroused just thinking about walking over to the gym at ten. Suddenly I was there.

I walked through the doors and the place was completely empty. Only James was there and he was only wearing a white towel. His chest was wet. His face was perfect. His arms were so…big.

I’ve never had sex with a black man but the rumor is they have huge cocks. I was a little bit scared but wanted to know more about the gym so I locked the door behind me and approached James.

“I need to know everything about you…your gym,” I said. “Give me all the benefits.”

James put his hands on my waist and looked down into my eyes.

“I can show you the amenities.” He promised. “I was just in the pool and was about to hit the showers. Maybe I should show you those first.”

“I’d like that,” I said, trying to sound as sexy as I can.

I watched James walk in front of me, the rough white towel contrasting with his smooth black skin. He had a gorgeous ass. I loved the way the towel drifted down just a little like it was about to fall off but his ass, and I assumed his cock, were keeping it in place.

We walked down a long hallway and found the door to the locker rooms.

“The showers are in here,” he said.

I looked at the door and realized we were headed into the men’s locker room. I guess it didn’t really matter in which room he planned to take me.

As long as he took me.

He walked ahead of me as we entered and then stopped, looking away from me, and started explaining the gym.

His arms were ripped with muscle and his back bulged with strength. He was a statue chiseled from granite. My gut ached and my pussy dripped. I wanted him.

“So this is where you’d have your locker. You’ll have your own private…”

He stopped talking when I reached around him and slid my hand through the crease in the towel. I found his balls first. They were smooth and heavy in my palm. My own personal pouch of man.

Oh God what it must feel like to have them bouncing against me as he buries his cock inside me.

He gasped as I held them and opened his legs a little as if welcoming my touch and giving me permission to go further.

I liked that. I cupped them and gave them a slight squeeze.

“You like that?” I asked.

He breathed deep but didn’t answer me. So I slid my hand up and found the base of his cock. He’d wasted no time getting hard. And the rumors were true.

He was huge.

My fingers couldn’t quite touch as they stretched around his cock and my entire fist wasn’t even half its length. I wondered how deep my pussy was and if it could even handle such a monstrosity.

“Do you like that?” James asked.

I did.

A lot.

I hadn’t been fucked in over a year and my pussy was dripping wet under my work slacks. I used my left hand to unbutton and unzip them and then tried to wiggle them down off my waist. They were stubborn. Not the pants but my thighs.

“You ever fuck a black guy before?” James asked.



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