Mary lost her husband four years ago and was still depressed, mourning as if it had just happened. Her friends were constantly calling her and urging her to date and meet someone. Finally, She said she’d go out, but didn’t know anyone or how to meet someone, etc. Her friend replied, “Mary! I have just the guy for you.”
They hit it right off. They took a shine to each other and after dating for a while he asked her to go away with him for a weekend. Their first night at the hotel they both undress. She is nude except for her black panties. He’s standing there in the all together and asks what’s with the black panties? (they aren’t the begging to be ravished kind). She told him her body was his to explore but her pussy was still in mourning for her late husband.
The next night, the same thing. She is standing there with the black panties on and he in his birthday suit; except that he has an erection on which he has a black condom. She looks at him and asks, “What’s with this … a black condom?” He replies, “I want to offer my condolences.”
