Saturday night at last! She'd been counting the days all week. It wasn't that often they got out anymore, finances being tight but they'd promised themselves a night on the town with friends and it was finally here.
She'd been rummaging through her wardrobe to find some suitable clothes. A few bars first but maybe a club afterwards? She'd need some flashy gear to suite all possibilities. A dress, yes a dress . She hadn't had an excuse to wear one for a while. Jeans and tops were her norm. A soft blue summer number seemed appealing. Lifting it off the hook she let her dressing gown slip to the floor. Slipping it on she was delighted to see it still fitted okay. Could she get away without wearing a bra? Fuck yes she thought to herself as she cheekily cupped her breasts.
She was still admiring herself in the mirror when her boyfriend shouted upstairs that the taxi was here. Bloody hell, it's early she thought. Finding a small blue g-string she slipped it on. Then her favorite black, strapped shoes and she was done.
"You got some money James?" she yelled out as she went downstairs.
"Yeah, now hurry up Sarah! " came the reply.
One last glimpse of herself in the mirror as she walked out the bedroom. She comically threw her head back and lifted her leg backwards like the old time actresses did in the movies and blew herself a kiss. She felt sexy tonight!
They got into the back of the cab together. The Indian cab driver eyeing her up as she slid over. She noticed his stares and grinned to herself. She secretly got off on lurid glances from other guys. As they travelled to the pub where they were to meet their friends, her boyfriend continuously ran his hand up and down her thigh. Nibbling her neck and whispering in her ear.
"You look so sexy tonight honey. I don't know why we had to come out, we should have stayed home and fucked all night!"
"Easy tiger ... later!" she purred back whilst teasingly stroking the bulge in his trousers.
All this did not go unnoticed by the cabbie. He had a wicked view of her g-string every time her man's hand ran up her leg. His own cock was hard and he had his hand in his pocket rubbing himself off as he'd done countless times before when he had attractive ladies in his cab. He knew what he was going to fantasize about later when he jacked off.
They arrived at the bar and joined their friends inside. Another two couples - old friends who it was good to see again. Lots of idle chit-chat. Catching up on gossip and plenty of drinks. The evening was going well and as usual the girls and guys got together in same sex groups. The girls fancied a club for some music and dancing and the guys agreed as it was an excuse for more drinks!
A short cab ride to the city and an expensive entry fee and they were all in. The girls hit the floor and the guys settled by the bar. Everyone checking out the talent walking by. Men drooling over the scantily clad chics and the girls admiring sexy asses and smooth dancers.
Sarah left her girlfriends on the dance floor and went to the bar to order a bottle of water.
"I'll get that for you gorgeous" came a strange voice.
She looked around to see a tall black guy grinning at her.
"I've been watching you out on the floor, you can really move" he continued his attempted seduction.
"No your okay, my boyfriend's paying" she quickly replied and pointed over to the bar.
He didn't seem fazed and didn't even bother looking. He just eyed her up and down blatantly and smiled.
"Well, as your man's busy over there, you wanna get busy with me?"
She went to speak...
"On the dance floor I mean" he finished.
She paused for a while. He was attractive and she loved to dance. Plus her already sexy mood now fueled by alcohol made her actually entertain the idea.
He stepped towards the floor and stretched out his hand.
"You coming gorgeous?"
She took an hesitant step, he took her hand and led her off into the darkness of the club. They walked quite away through the throbbing masses of people. She was a little drunk and quite disorientated and couldn't quite place where she was going.
"Do you want to dance or walk a marathon?" she asked pulling his hand.
"Quieter floor space over here" he laughed.
He walked again and she followed. They were at the back of the club now right by the emergency exits. There were still quite a few people there but more room to move.
They danced to a couple of songs together. She enjoyed the music and he enjoyed the sight of this hot little white girl shaking her stuff in front of him. He drank in the view. She was 5 foot 6", slim, short light hair, nice firm tits all wrapped up in a tight dress. Her toned smooth legs ending in those sexy heels. His cock was hard.
He moved in closer and put his hands on her hips and swayed to the dance beat with her. That's okay she thought, just hands on my hips. She continued to dance. He read this as a good sign. He stepped in closer and slipped his hands round onto her ass finding her tight cheeks.
"Easy there" she said and attempted to step back a little.
He held her close.
