PART 1

I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror on a recent morning, combing my hair I had a strange feeling in my stomach and felt something moving. I put the comb down on the counter and opened my robe and put the palm of my hand across my swollen belly.

I smiled! I felt him moving inside me! I stared into the mirror looking at my swollen belly and remembered the night almost nine months ago.

I'm Karen and I love meeting black men. I'm married to a white guy who loves watching and filming me with my black lovers. I've met my share of black guys over the past few years but a few have gone on to become regular lovers for me.

I'd like to tell you about one guy in particular named James. He is a tall handsome muscular black man. He has a dominate demeanor to him but I'd say he was one of the most gentle guys I've slept with.

James has a terrific body and lifts weights everyday and has played football. We met one night at a club while I was dancing with my husband. He saw me checking him out when he walked by our table and came up to me and introduced himself.

He offered to buy me a drink but I told him I had to get back to my table because my husband was waiting for me. I saw they way his eyes were starring at me and knew he was disappointed. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked back to my table and sat down.

I told my husband about him and he asked me if I'd like to invite him to sit with us. My husband didn't have to twist my arm I might add. I found him standing at the bar and he was rather surprised to see me again.

He was even more surprised when I asked him to join us at our table. He picked up his drink and followed me back to our table where I introduced him to my husband. We had a lengthy conversation and we explained to James that my husband and I have an open marriage.