1. Andy


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Andy **One** Andy tried not to be obvious about it: but it was hard not to notice that there wasn’t another white person in the entire restaurant. He’d let Mr. Asad pick the place of their lunch meeting. Maybe that was a mistake. But he wanted to make sure everything was to the black man’s liking. Andy hadn’t landed an account in months so when he’d been contacted by a corporate “headhunter” he’d been surprised—and relieved. As the fiscal year was drawing to a close, Andy suspected that his boss Mr. Baumgarten was about to cut division losses by giving Andy the axe. So here he was, the only white person in a swank downtown African restaurant being courted by a high-powered business team. Very cool, he thought. He’d couldn’t wait to tell his girlfriend Alison about it. She’d been on his case lately about not having any ambition to make something out of himself. She was very success-oriented, Andy frowned, thinking about his sleek, rich, country-club girlfriend. If he didn’t show some potential real soon, Andy sensed that she’d be giving him the axe, as well. “Is something wrong Andy,” Mr. Asad asked, dr****g his arm over Andy’s shoulders, like they were already old pals. An alpha-male thing, no doubt. “You looked sad, all of a sudden.” “Oh no no…not at all,” Andy chased away thoughts of his women troubles, and smiled brightly. He had to pay attention to the business at hand; he couldn’t let this golden opportunity slip away. “I was just trying to figure out what to order. The ...
    menu…well, its written in a foreign language.” The black man threw back his head and laughed. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about a thing. I’ll order what you need.” Andy laughed, too, not knowing what it was he said that was so funny. Mr. Asad’s English was quite good, but there were times that Andy wondered if they were both understanding each other completely. “Pretty little head…” indeed! Clearly, Mr. Asad hadn’t grasped what the phrase meant in English, that it was inappropriate to use for a man… Enough. For now, he had to concentrate all his attention on the proposition at hand. Mr. Asad had brought along two of his partners, Mr. Ikamau and Mr. Tedros. Like Mr. Asad, they were both tall, well-muscled men with sleek blue-black skin. Andy was completely outclassed during the raquetball game they’d insisted on playing before lunch. And it was only worse in the shower afterwards. Andy felt tiny and soft among their hard, large, black bodies. Andy was trying not to peek at the other men, bll three of them had openly appraised Andy’s naked body. He figured it was either the difference between their two cultures or some kind of intimidation tactic; if it were the latter, then it had definitely worked. Under their unnerving scrutiny, which included a fairly intense conversation in their African language that seemed to specifically refer to aspects of his naked body, Andy had blushed a bright pink from the blond roots of his scalp all the way down to his bare pink toes. ...
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