I don't know what to think about this, or even why I did it. I'm a black African woman married to a white guy a good bit older than me. We have a good marriage, and I love him, but after sixteen years sex has got a bit predictable. So one day for my job I had to drive to a remote part of the African country we live in, and in a wet spot my car slid off the road. It wasn't wrecked, but I couldn't get it back on the road. There were no cars, but eventually a four wheel drive with two white guys came and stopped. They pulled the car back on the road, and we continued to the next town, where there was only one hotel. It was now late and raining very heavily, so I called my husband and told him I'd have to stay at the hotel. He was just relieved I was alright.

The guys who rescued me were also staying there, and one came down to the bar where I was having a sandwich, and bought me a drink. He told me that they were trading in clothes and they had lingeries, and even suggested I could buy something from them. I laughed and said my husband wouldn't even notice if I had sexy lingerie. He said "Oh, I'm sure he would, you're a very beautiful woman. Let me at least show you what I've got." I didn't say anything initially, but a couple of drinks later it seemed like a reasonable idea to at least let him show me, since he'd rescued me. We went to his room, and he brought out a sexy black and red lacy sort of corset, with pop fasteners on the bit that goes between your legs. It did look tempting, and he said "Why don't you try it on. You can use the bathroom. I'd like to see you in it, even if your husband doesn't care." I said "No, I couldn't do that. It would be wrong." So he said "Well, alright, but I wasn't suggesting anything bad, just a quick look. After all if it wasn't for me you might still be stuck in the rain out there."

I was thinking "Well, that's true, and he's not forcing me," so like a fool I went into the bathroom and put the corset on. I didn't dare come out, until he said sort of jokingly, "Well, do I get a quick peek or not?" "Okay" I said, "just a quick peek," and I opened the bathroom door. He was sitting on the bed, so I ventured a couple of steps into the room, wearing just the corset and my high heels, but I kept facing him, as the bottom part at the back was like a thong and revealed my whole ass, although the front part, while lacy, covered my pussy and tits quite well.

"So do a twirl," he said, but I said "No, I think that might be naughty" and started to back into the bathroom. I thought I might do a very quick twirl just before closing the door, but he got to his feet, grabbed my arm, and pulled me right into the bedroom. Then he held the back of my neck, pulled me over to the bed, bent me over the bed and said "You've already been very naughty, and I think you should be punished." He took his belt off and whipped each cheek of my ass about three or four times with the belt. I thought that was it, but as I turned to go he said "Where d'you think you're going?" and pushed me on my back on the bed. Then he kissed me, and I realised my legs were weak, and I couldn't help my reaction, so I responded. He put his hand into the bottom part of the corset, and began rubbing my clit. I nearly fainted. Then he snapped the poppers on the bit between my legs, exposing my fanny, and fucked me. I was in a daze, it was all so wonderful. I couldn't stop him, even when I realised he was going to cum inside me, by which time I'd had two rather noisy orgasms myself, but I just couldn't stop myself crying out, - screaming, really.

He then said "If you want I can ask my friend to come, and you can have some more." I considered it for one second, then said hastily, "No, thanks, no, I shouldn't even have done this." He smiled and said "It was nice though, wasn't it?" then he kissed me again, and after a few minutes kissing he mounted me again. He said 'D'you want me to stop?" and I just whispered "No!" and he fucked me again, this time very slowly, and again I had two orgasms, although I managed to keep the screaming under control. After he'd finished we exchanged e-mails and phone nos, although I said "Look I really don't think we should do this again." He laughed and said "I'm sure my wife would agree with you." I went back into the bathroom and got dressed (leaving the corset!) and went back to my room. In the morning he and his friend had already left.

Obviously I couldn't tell my husband any of this, which sometimes feels strange as he's my best friend too. But I made a big mistake giving this man my phone number and e-mail. I thought I'd never see him again, but recently he phoned me and said 'I'm going to be in you neck of the woods again, and I thought we might meet again. And this time maybe we'll include my friend." So I'm torn. I could just say no, and that would be that. I could agree and just do it with him, or I could even try his friend too, because the idea stayed with me. What do people think I should do?