I had left Sholanda sleeping on my couch when I went off to work that next morning. She was snoring loudly.
I felt lucky when I got home from work that evening and found that my place had not been ransacked.
The next two days at work I had a hard time focusing. Sholanda grossed me out and I felt that she was way below me. However I just couldn't get out of my mind how much I got off on the humiliation that I felt that night with her. It was not only the shameful humiliating feeling but the sex was just so much better than with the thin, prude, WASPy girls that I had always dated. So much more carnal and passionate!
Two evenings later Sholanda showed up at the bar. This time she was by herself and she came at a much earlier hour. She was dressed much more casually than the other night, in black spandex tights and a purple spaghetti strapped shirt that showed off a lot of her tattoos and rolls of fat. She walked, or should I say waddled, strait to where I was sitting at the bar and asked me to buy her an Orgasm.
I quickly complied, noticing all the "what is he doing talking to her?" looks from the people that I knew and the bartender.
After Sholanda's Orgasm drink arrived, I took my pitcher of beer and guided her to an empty table at the back of the bar. I was trying to escape the stares that I was getting from everyone. This humiliated me but at the same time I could feel my meat stiffening!
Once we sat down, I intended to tell her that the other night was a mistake, and try to resume my old life.
I never got the chance. After sitting down Sholanda kicked off her flip flop and started fondling my now rock hard meat with her foot. This broke down any resolve that I had and I just listened to what she had to say.
Sholanda told me that I was a "bad ass lover" and that she needed more of what I got. At this point she also grabbed my forearm in her hand and I could feel all the stares burning into my back.
I was almost about to cum just from the humiliation of everyone seeing me with her. I told Sholanda that I was hungry and wanted to get a bite to eat. I had to leave the bar or I would spuge in my pants!