Tasha had been her best friend since college. They’d been randomly assigned as roommates in the dorm, but became fast friends. It had been years since they graduated and both were now married, but they still stayed close. The two women and their husbands regularly went out to dinner together, they took couples vacations together, and they made sure to keep up the tradition of girl’s night out at least a few times a month. When they were in college, Amanda had dubbed their duo “Team T & A”. She’d said the name was perfect since, it was not only their initials, but she was very well-endowed in the chest and Tasha had a plump, round backside. Amanda had repeatedly made the claim that “With Team T&A, guys can get whatever they want - big black ass or huge white titties!” And they both had a good laugh over it.

And now years later, “Team T & A” staggered around the living room of Amanda’s home, both well and truly drunk. Their girl’s night out had gotten a little rowdier than either one had expected, bouncing from club to club and drinking more than either had in a long while.

Tasha made her way over to the refrigerator and fetched a pair of bottled waters to hopefully help sober them up and rehydrate before they each passed out. Amanda flopped down on the couch, her eyelids barely open but a permanent smile stuck on her face from the night’s festivities. Tasha handed her one of the water bottles and strolled around to take a seat on the couch, done far less elegantly than she intended.

The silence broke as Amanda unexpected, with slurred speech, blurted out, “What’s it like to fuck a black guy?”

Tasha nearly choked on her mouthful of water. “Amanda!” Was all Tasha could manage in response, dumbstruck by her best friend’s boldness. In all the time Tasha had known Amanda she never really liked to talk very graphically about sex. It was like pulling teeth to get Amanda to open up and share when they were back in college. While Tasha had enjoyed sharing the details of her sexual exploits with her best friend, often with a few more details than she could see Amanda was comfortable with. Some times that was part of the fun of it: telling a story just to see how Amanda would react when Tasha told her how a guy used his tongue to pleasure her, or what his cock tasted like as she sucked it or what it felt like to have his pelvis slap into her big ass as he rammed into her from behind. Amanda asking such a bold sexual question sent Tasha reeling.

“C’mon Tasha, what’s Ty like? Does he have a big black cock? I bet he does, I bet its true what they say about black guys.”

“Oh, yeah, what do they say?” Tasha asked through a sly smile. She couldn’t get over how Amanda was talking and was intent to get as much out of her tonight as she could.

“C’mon Tasha. You know. They say they’re way bigger than white guys.”

“Well…” Tasha let the word hang in the air as her smile widened into a full-blown grin.

“Daniel’s cock is the only one I’ve ever seen, and it’s pretty big. If black guys are supposed to be even more hung than white guys, I can only imagine…”

“Waitaminnit. Daniel’s is the only cock you’ve ever seen? You were a virgin when you two met? How is that possible? How come you never told me?” Tasha sat bolt upright on the couch. The statement had taken a moment to sink in, but once it had, it had a suddenly sobering effect. She’d known Amanda for almost ten years now and thought the two knew everything about each other.

“I didn’t want you to know. I know you had a lot of boyfriends back when we were roomies, but Daniel was my first real boyfriend. Then we got married right out of college and I would never cheat on him… but sometimes I wonder what I missed out on.” Amanda said, rambling and spilling out her secret to her long time friend.

Tasha sat quietly staring at her for a long while, looking at this woman she thought she knew so well. “So all those stories in college… The RA, the Lacrosse guy…”

“Made ‘em up.” Amanda replied. “Well there was some truth to the RA guy, he finger-banged me at that freshman mixer thing. But the lacrosse guy was barely more than kissing. And most of that never got past these.” She cupped her large breasts, pressing them together and hiking them up to the point where they nearly popped out of the top of her low-cut dress. ”He was certainly focused. God, he must’ve spent hours on them. You’d think he’d never seen a pair of big tits before.”

“Well, they are very big tits, ‘manda.” Tasha said, “I bet he never thought he’d get a chance at a pair like that ever again.”

“They are nice, aren’t they?” Amanda responded, looking down while pulling wide the top of her dress to expose the top of her black lace bra and two heaving mounds of soft white flesh peeking from her dress. “Wonder what those guys at the club were thinking when they saw these puppies shaking on the dance floor.”

Tasha snapped her gaze off of the large pale breasts which Amanda was now groping. “Don’t try to change the subject.” Tasha’s tone changed from playful to stern in an instant. “How come you never told me? How come you lied to me?”

“You were getting so much action back then. I had to at least try to keep up… I didn’t want… I dunno… Didn’t want you to think less of me, I guess.”

“You didn’t have to lie to me.” Tasha crossed her arms and leaned back on the couch.

The two sat in silence for several minutes. Tasha processing the revelation and Amanda fearing that she’d wounded their friendship by keeping her secret so long.

“Well, there’s only one solution.” Tasha said suddenly.

“What’s that?” asked Amanda eagerly, in hopes that whatever Tasha was about to suggest would somehow heal the wound she had created with her silence.

“Well, you wanna know what it’s like to fuck a black guy. And I know Tyrone wants to fuck you, every time you come over he can’t keep his eyes off those tits of yours. And now you tell me Daniel has a big cock, so I wanna see it… you know what we gotta do.” Tasha paused, long enough for Amanda’s alcohol slowed mind to catch up to her line of thinking. “We gotta swap.”

Amanda threw her head back and laughed deep and loud. “We totally should! Can you imagine!?” Laughs kept pouring out of her. “Oh, we should,” she said through her chuckling. The laughter died down as Amanda wiped away the tears that had welled up from the laughter. The room had nearly filled with silence once again when she repeated in an almost inperceptible voice, "We should."

Relaxing out the couch Amanda had nearly drifted off to sleep when Tasha's voice stirred her awake. “You promise Daniel has a big cock?”

The two shared a laugh and then dozed off on the couch.