Since grabbing a pair of waterproof footwear from discarded purchases at work, queenie's co-workers have been making fun of her. Reason being that I have small feet, in their minds it equals something else small. Since that day, the one who used to flirt with me stopped. Her smile is more like mocking now, it seems. The only positive aspect is that Queenie did something nice for a change. Well one day Queenie calls, I have to pick her up from work, and will also drive Annie home on the way. "Will have to ......" I hate when she says things like that. I arrive at work and Queenie avoids my attempt at being lovey, no kiss. Nothing new here, and when it's time to drive them, Queenie says "I have to stay longer, you just go take Annie home, I will get a ride later." Bitch ...... Here we go, driving Mocking-Annie. Not in the mood to chat but Annie does chat, so I talk too. And then in a show of appreciation Annie apologizes for making fun of me. Knowing what she means, I play dumb and put her on the spot asking what she means. "Well, just being mean ...." "In which way?" Cornering her, enjoying the opportunity since we are stuck together a little while. Now uncomfortable to my delight: "you know ..... your feet, you know the saying" "Oh" and being at a stop without any car behind, I look at her square, "Oh yeah, I have a real small dick" "No, ......yes, ..... I always heard the saying, ..... . SORRY" "I won't hold it against you, seems to be common with women." "I said SORRY" "I know. Just like ALL black men have big cocks" "Well it's true!" "You met many black men?" "No, but you know the saying" "No black men have small feet then" that gives her a smile, and her gears are turning. With that, we arrive at Annie's place and as I put the car in park, she thanks me. Oddly, the next day I have to drive Annie home again. This time I can't believe the gal to ask a very personal question: "I have to know, I promise I won't laugh or make fun of you again ..... how SMALL are you? really" and when my jaw drops, staring at her, she regrets asking. As she is about to reach for the door handle, I tell her it's under 4" when hard. I see her hold back her expression, saying there are women out there who would be happy with it. then asking: "Really? that's your size?" "Yeah. So now you can think what you want" as her eyes are curious to se through my pants. And then before she begins saying something else, I tell her I don't have sex with Queenie for other reasons than size - knowing she told the girls we don't do it anymore. (yeah, she fucked a neighbour a few times though) This took the breath out of Annie, and I tell her it's not because of size, but other reasons between Queenie and myself. "So you just screw around or watch porn a lot?" "I fantasize mostly, sometimes I watch porn. "OMG, I know what you're going through" and regrets letting that slip. Surprised, I recover quickly and at the right moment I take my chance saying I am open to make up for Queenie's affairs, I find her attractive if she doesn't mind a small cock. "You just told me it's not really small" with a hint of curiosity, and you are crossing the line. "I know" To that her head just swivelled on me, and when I met her eyes her head made a small movement forward. I took my clue and moved in slowly, looking in her eyes, showing I meant it. As soon as our lips met, I felt her hand move up my thigh but she stopped just before reaching higher. After saying "Sorry" I said it was fine, placed her hand back on my leg, and started moving it up for her. She responded by doing it on her own, slowly. Feeling her fingers slowly crawling up my cock, it quickly grew hard and deep inside I was shouting YES, I wanted more. When I lost my breath Annie looked at me: "Boy, you are in serious need" and hurried unzipping my pants. I could not resist the temptation to take it out of the underwear and she had no shyness staring, saying I should have had bigger feet, now grabbing it. As Annie started stroking it, I stopped her and opened her car door. She gave me a puzzled look, but when I opened mine, she gasped, we walked rather fast to her door, my cock still out and hard. Her hands were shaking and she was looking at my cock, wanting to hurry inside. I pictured her getting wet and ready.