Was I having a good time? Well, let me quickly think this through in my racist mind...
My coworker Cindy had dragged me, a married woman missing her soldier husband, out to a club full of ni**ers pretending it was a girls night out. Just me and her having a good time to get over Tony being deployed in a war zone for 12 more months. Right.
Now I'm on a dance floor, all 5'4" of me trying to dance with a OMG tall as hell ni**er who had his hands on my shoulders. What to say???
"Kinda. I don't go out ever so I don't dance very good." I replied.
"Hey, you're doing good. People call me Rod, what's your name sweetie?"
"Ok Rod, my name's Ashley and I still can't dance."
"I can help if you let me... Here turn around" as he turned me facing away from him. He placed his hands on my sides and began to gently push from side to side.
He bent his head close to my ear telling me "Relax Ashley. Just sway with the beat. Here this will help."
I felt him pull my body to his. He began swaying, guiding me with his hands. I couldn't help but follow his movements of his body side to side as he gently pulled me slightly tighter to his body.
"See the other girls? Raise your hands in the air and just move with me. There now you're getting a flow girl."
I noticed his whole body was up against me as his hands moved around on my tummy. I turned my head and he bent his ear close to me.
"You've seen my ring so you know that I'm taken."
"I know, we're just dancing. Does your husband know you're out?"
That surprised me! "No. This is the only time I've been out since he deployed" I said not thinking of the implications.
"That sucks for you honey. How long is he been gone?"
"Six months of 18. Yea, I do miss him."
By now Rod had started dipping as we swayed and I was following along, my back pressed against him. As we moved to the beat his left hand had worked slightly upward and his right just a bit lower. There was no missing the developing hardness I was feeling against my ass. Rod still had his mouth next to my ear when he quickly nuzzled my neck. As he did, the set ended as the DJ took a break and Rod hugged me close for a fleeting second before turning me towards him.
I glanced around, looking for Cindy. Rod noticed and told me his friend Lamar had a VIP pass and that's probably where they were.
"What's a VIP pass? I asked.
"This" as he showed me his purple wrist band. "It let's me and whoever I'm with into a not-so-crowed area. Want to go see if we can find them? It's not as noisy so we can talk better. Oh and we can still dance. You're getting good at it"
Naive me, "It would be good to find her. Not sure about dancing lessons though." I said with a slight giggle.
Behind the guarded door at the top of a spiral stairway was a very different club. The music was still there but quieter. The lighting was a deep blue and purple. There was a smaller dance floor with 5 or so couples beginning to dance now that the music was playing once more. There was a stage area with a dancer only instead of a bikini she was nude. I did notice that instead of tables and chairs there were loveseats arranged in little pods with a low table in the middle of each.
Thats where I spotted Cindy. She was on one of the loveseats straddling Lamars legs. They were making like teenagers in the back of a car. I started to move that way, shocked that here she was married and making out with a stranger when Rod put his hand on my shoulder. "Just let them be. They're just kissing. Here, turn around." He ran his hands down to the small of my back and pulled me towards him. He bent down and as my mind went wild with emotions his lips met mine. Not an open mouthed kiss, at least not for the first few seconds. Then out of nowhere I opened my mouth and the tongue of a ni**er slipped into my mouth.
WOW! Seconds ago I was condemning Cindy. Now I too was a married woman kissing another man.
Rod felt the tension and quickly broke the kiss. "Just a friendly kiss, that's all. Let's get a drink and get back to work on those dancing lessons." I nodded my head as right then I needed a drink!
"Hey Cliff, how you doing?"
The bartender nodded towards Lamar as he answered " Doing well. I was thinking you'd struck out my man. What you two having?"
"This is Ashley. Her and her friend are here for a girls night out" Rod said as he thumbed towards where Lamar and Cindy were. "Seems like Ashley needed some cheering up and well some dance lessons too. Set me up with a shot of Henn and pour Ashley 3 fingers of Lemonade Delite."
Cliff looked at me and asked what would make a beautiful lady like me all down. "My husband is deployed over in Afghanistan and has been gone for a while. Cindy said she had a cure for my depression."
Well this place and some of this will go a long way towards curing any depression" he said as he nodded at Rod.
"Let's go get a place to roost. I don't want to spill any of this on the dance floor." Rod said as we moved towards one of the pods near Cindy and Lamar. As I took a drink I looked over and found Lamar had his head burried between Cindys breasts. She had pulled the straps down on her dress and remover her bra. The only thing more shocking was the lemonade Rod had ordered.
"I'm not sure if I can dance if I drink much more of this."
"Sure you can. Take another drink to loosen up, set that on the table and let's go practice some more." Rod said.
We picked up where we left off with him behind me holding me tight against his body swaying and dipping to the music. Soon I heard Cindys voice as her and Lamar joined us on the dance floor.
"Hey girlfriend, nice place and a hella VIP room."
I know my eyes had to be the size of saucers when I saw her dressed only in her thong.
"You're gonna get us kicked out!" I practicality screamed at her.
"Chill out" Lamar said, "Rod and I own dis club. If we wanted yo azz gone you azz already be on da street. Now dance wit my bro while Cin and I get to know one notha better."
I turned and looked at Rod about to ask and he said "Yes, wevown it. Lamar and I come up together. He's a hardcore nigga. I'm more the business type. Now where were we"
He didn't waste any time pulling me close letting his hands roam one to my breasts the other lower, closer to my crotch. There was no doubt he was getting excited as I felt his hardening dick up aginst my ass. The strange thing was, I didn't seem to mind.
The other couples on the floor "loosened up" too. Lots of white skin being fondled by strong black hands. Soon Cindy wasn't the only girl showing her self. Rod slowly worked his hand under the hem of my top and in a few seconds he had my top off. He leaned my forward to undo my bra but I grabbed his hands.
"I'm married."
"Look at these other ladies. Look at their left hands. So too are most of them."
With that Rod undid my bra and it fell to the floor.
My coworker Cindy had dragged me, a married woman missing her soldier husband, out to a club full of ni**ers pretending it was a girls night out. Just me and her having a good time to get over Tony being deployed in a war zone for 12 more months. Right.
Now I'm on a dance floor, all 5'4" of me trying to dance with a OMG tall as hell ni**er who had his hands on my shoulders. What to say???
"Kinda. I don't go out ever so I don't dance very good." I replied.
"Hey, you're doing good. People call me Rod, what's your name sweetie?"
"Ok Rod, my name's Ashley and I still can't dance."
"I can help if you let me... Here turn around" as he turned me facing away from him. He placed his hands on my sides and began to gently push from side to side.
He bent his head close to my ear telling me "Relax Ashley. Just sway with the beat. Here this will help."
I felt him pull my body to his. He began swaying, guiding me with his hands. I couldn't help but follow his movements of his body side to side as he gently pulled me slightly tighter to his body.
"See the other girls? Raise your hands in the air and just move with me. There now you're getting a flow girl."
I noticed his whole body was up against me as his hands moved around on my tummy. I turned my head and he bent his ear close to me.
"You've seen my ring so you know that I'm taken."
"I know, we're just dancing. Does your husband know you're out?"
That surprised me! "No. This is the only time I've been out since he deployed" I said not thinking of the implications.
"That sucks for you honey. How long is he been gone?"
"Six months of 18. Yea, I do miss him."
By now Rod had started dipping as we swayed and I was following along, my back pressed against him. As we moved to the beat his left hand had worked slightly upward and his right just a bit lower. There was no missing the developing hardness I was feeling against my ass. Rod still had his mouth next to my ear when he quickly nuzzled my neck. As he did, the set ended as the DJ took a break and Rod hugged me close for a fleeting second before turning me towards him.
I glanced around, looking for Cindy. Rod noticed and told me his friend Lamar had a VIP pass and that's probably where they were.
"What's a VIP pass? I asked.
"This" as he showed me his purple wrist band. "It let's me and whoever I'm with into a not-so-crowed area. Want to go see if we can find them? It's not as noisy so we can talk better. Oh and we can still dance. You're getting good at it"
Naive me, "It would be good to find her. Not sure about dancing lessons though." I said with a slight giggle.
Behind the guarded door at the top of a spiral stairway was a very different club. The music was still there but quieter. The lighting was a deep blue and purple. There was a smaller dance floor with 5 or so couples beginning to dance now that the music was playing once more. There was a stage area with a dancer only instead of a bikini she was nude. I did notice that instead of tables and chairs there were loveseats arranged in little pods with a low table in the middle of each.
Thats where I spotted Cindy. She was on one of the loveseats straddling Lamars legs. They were making like teenagers in the back of a car. I started to move that way, shocked that here she was married and making out with a stranger when Rod put his hand on my shoulder. "Just let them be. They're just kissing. Here, turn around." He ran his hands down to the small of my back and pulled me towards him. He bent down and as my mind went wild with emotions his lips met mine. Not an open mouthed kiss, at least not for the first few seconds. Then out of nowhere I opened my mouth and the tongue of a ni**er slipped into my mouth.
WOW! Seconds ago I was condemning Cindy. Now I too was a married woman kissing another man.
Rod felt the tension and quickly broke the kiss. "Just a friendly kiss, that's all. Let's get a drink and get back to work on those dancing lessons." I nodded my head as right then I needed a drink!
"Hey Cliff, how you doing?"
The bartender nodded towards Lamar as he answered " Doing well. I was thinking you'd struck out my man. What you two having?"
"This is Ashley. Her and her friend are here for a girls night out" Rod said as he thumbed towards where Lamar and Cindy were. "Seems like Ashley needed some cheering up and well some dance lessons too. Set me up with a shot of Henn and pour Ashley 3 fingers of Lemonade Delite."
Cliff looked at me and asked what would make a beautiful lady like me all down. "My husband is deployed over in Afghanistan and has been gone for a while. Cindy said she had a cure for my depression."
Well this place and some of this will go a long way towards curing any depression" he said as he nodded at Rod.
"Let's go get a place to roost. I don't want to spill any of this on the dance floor." Rod said as we moved towards one of the pods near Cindy and Lamar. As I took a drink I looked over and found Lamar had his head burried between Cindys breasts. She had pulled the straps down on her dress and remover her bra. The only thing more shocking was the lemonade Rod had ordered.
"I'm not sure if I can dance if I drink much more of this."
"Sure you can. Take another drink to loosen up, set that on the table and let's go practice some more." Rod said.
We picked up where we left off with him behind me holding me tight against his body swaying and dipping to the music. Soon I heard Cindys voice as her and Lamar joined us on the dance floor.
"Hey girlfriend, nice place and a hella VIP room."
I know my eyes had to be the size of saucers when I saw her dressed only in her thong.
"You're gonna get us kicked out!" I practicality screamed at her.
"Chill out" Lamar said, "Rod and I own dis club. If we wanted yo azz gone you azz already be on da street. Now dance wit my bro while Cin and I get to know one notha better."
I turned and looked at Rod about to ask and he said "Yes, wevown it. Lamar and I come up together. He's a hardcore nigga. I'm more the business type. Now where were we"
He didn't waste any time pulling me close letting his hands roam one to my breasts the other lower, closer to my crotch. There was no doubt he was getting excited as I felt his hardening dick up aginst my ass. The strange thing was, I didn't seem to mind.
The other couples on the floor "loosened up" too. Lots of white skin being fondled by strong black hands. Soon Cindy wasn't the only girl showing her self. Rod slowly worked his hand under the hem of my top and in a few seconds he had my top off. He leaned my forward to undo my bra but I grabbed his hands.
"I'm married."
"Look at these other ladies. Look at their left hands. So too are most of them."
With that Rod undid my bra and it fell to the floor.
