"Frank?" She called out.

There was some rustling in the living room and she walked in to see her husband tied to a chair. He had a cloth wrapped around his head and mouth, stopping him from saying anything. Amy's eyes widened and she gasped as she saw three black men frozen in place.

Her mind was reeling as she tried to process the scene. Frank was tied to a dining chair in just his boxers. The three black men were awkwardly looking around. They didn't seem dangerous by any means, though they did wear baggy clothes.

She thought back to the card that her husband had sent her. Amy's jaw dropped as she wondered if Frank was trying to fulfill their fantasies.

"Is... is this what you meant by doing something dirty with chocolate?" Amy questioned.

Frank wiggled in his seat and muffled something.

"Mmmm... O, eesh! O, eesh!" He mumbled, trying to get his words out.

Amy turned her head, having no idea what he was trying to say. It sounded as if he was saying yes or oh yes, but she wasn't sure. She approached him, and reached out to pull the cloth out of his mouth.

"Whoa, whoa now," one of the black men said.

He had long braided hair, and a nose ring. As he made his way towards her, she noticed that he easily towered over her.

"You weren't supposed to be home early," he said.

"Yeah, yeah, we was supposed to surprise you," another said as he made his way over.

The second black man had an afro with a comb in it. He walked over to her with a big of swag in his step, his hand at his crotch.

The third black man was completely bald, and seemed to have a bit of fat on him. He was sweating silently to the side, his eyes shifting from side to side.

"Damn... you be wearing an extremely short skirt or something really sexy under there," the man with the afro said.

""Yeah, our boy Frank said you'd be lookin' nice," the man with the braids said.

"Wow... I wasn't expecting this," Amy replied nervously as she held tightly onto the belt on her long coat.

"Aw... don't be shy, why don't you show us what's under there?" Afro suggested.

Amy nervously looked at her husband who was shaking in his seat. He tried to move around but he was pretty well bound. She slowly parted open her coat, showing off a bit of the sexy lingerie beneath.

"Damn!" Afro yelled with a smile on his face.

"Yo Frank, you never told us she look this good," Braids quipped.

Amy glanced over at her husband sheepishly and watched as his eyes seemed to pop out of his head. He continued moving his body, trying break free of the ropes holding him in place.

"Yeah, just take that coat off," Afro said as he pulled on her coat.

She nodded and let Afro, along with Braids, take her coat and slide it down her shoulders. Baldy decided to come in closer as she stood in her lingerie. They all looked her up and down, licking their lips and taking in her beauty.

Amy saw a small bulge form between her husband's legs. She smiled as she saw his little penis peek out from the small slot on his boxers.

"Ha! Look at that! Your hubby gettin' all hard," Afro remarked.

"Shit, can barely notice," Braids laughed.

"So... you ready to suck on some chocolate?" Afro asked as he undid his flashy belt buckle.

"I uh... well... oh... oh my!" Amy stuttered as Afro pulled his pants and boxers down.

Amy's eyes widened as she saw his manhood swing back and forth between his legs. His dark ebony shaft was not only extremely long but thick as well, possibly as thick as her wrist.