The convention was in New Orleans. Only 1 of the 3 ladies had been to a convention before. Her name was Jennifer. At 42, with 2 young girls she was still in good shapeâ not that her husband Doug would care. He was foolinâ around and she knew it, but she had a business to run. Kathy, 34 and married was excited to meet all the people she had spoken to on the phone for so long. She wanted to impress the corporate cloud and always tried to present herself as the utmost in business-like manner. She was married and ready for a break from an idiot husbandâs rantings about nothing. Melissa, 31 and single was gorgeous. Tall and thin and dirty blond hair, with a nice breasts and a sweet smile. Sheâs not the type you would consider sexually liberal, but desperate for a husband and a baby. Their hotel room was right in the middle of the French Quarter. The town was alive and they were free with company credit cards. Jennifer was used to the lifestyle, and she insisted on finding the best restaurant in town to treat her 2 best account managers. The dinner was delicious and the whine was flowing. They laughed and talked about everything â work, children, relationships.
âMy sister told me about this great little shi-shi blues night club we have to see.â
âyouâre in chargeâ chimed in Kathy.
âOh come on, Iâm not your boss tonight, Iâm your friend.â Replied Jennifer with a smile.
They stepped into the club which was darkly lit and fairly empty. They got a table in the middle of the floor as a large older black man played on stage. Melissa went up to the bar and ordered the 3 ladies more wine. The bar began to fill up and the women continued to talk and drink. The hours wound on and the women were truly giddy and laughing at everything each woman said. The next band began playing a song that Jennifer recognized and she got up to dance. Kathy followed right along as they both began shaking it right in front of the stage with a small group of people.
A tall black man came up behind Jennifer and began dancing with her. Thinking nothing of it Jennifer danced back. Kathy couldnât here anything they were saying but they were definitely talking. As she made her way back to the table for another sip of wine, she saw Melissa. âWhat was that about?â Melissa asked Kathy. I donât know, but heâs cute and tall!â she slurred. â I know, but heâs blackâ she whispered. âIâŠI meanâŠI donât careâŠbutâŠâ
âoh, I wouldnât worry about it. Sheâs just having fun.â
ânot going to join your friend?â a voice asked from behind. The two ladies looked over their shoulders to see a dark black man in a gorgeous suit smiling at them. âCâmon letâs dance.â He asked Melissa.
âOh, no thank you, I donât dance well.â
âI will. Câmon!â Kathy jumped in with her Texas accent.
Bye now Jennifer was dancing closer to the black man and a little bit slower. They stared at each other, and gave slight grins. His name was Thomas and he guided Jennifer off the floor and into a corner of the bar where a large corner booth was waiting. As Melissa watched them walk, she could see Jennifer looking for her. Jennifer waved her to join them and she reluctantly did so. When she got there she saw another black man waiting alone.
âThis is Curtis, Iâm Thomasâ the tall black man said as Jennifer slid into the booth. Melissa sat next to Curtis. The men were in town for the convention as well, and it made it easier for the ice to break. Melissa couldnât help but notice the attraction between Thomas and Jennifer. Thomas would slip his arm around her and she would feed him drinks and flirt overtly. Melissa grabbed Jennifer and they excused themselves to the restroom. âSo whoâs he? Do you know him?â Melissa asked Jennifer nervously. âno, just started dancing.â She replied. Well, I want to go soon, we have to get up early for our presentation and I already feel like Iâve had one too many." she added with a giggle.
âRelax, its on the company. Besides, this guys built like a God. I could feel it while we were dancing. â
âHmmm, wonder what the rest is like. Iâve heard stuff.â she replied.
âme tooâ Jennifer said with a bigger smile and left the restroom.
The ladies made their way back to the table to find 2 more fresh drinks and Kathy sitting between the man who had asked her to dance and Thomas. The ladies slid inâŠ
âThis is Darron. Darron, this is my boss Jennifer.â Kathy said noticeably drunk. âAre you in for the convention too?â
âNo, Iâm from just north of here. I came down to see Thomas.â
Kathy excused herself, and Darron made his way to the bar for drinks. As Melissa rose and Curtis slid out, he put his hand around Melissa and cup her ass, out of view of everyone. She was shocked and looked at his eyes. Like a reaction she put her arm on the back of his. His muscles were hard and lean. He obviously worked out. As soon as they made their way into the booth, Curtis took melissaâs hand and put it on his inner leg. His cock was long and thick yet still limp. She wanted to pull it away, but it had been a while since she had been with a man, and what a man. She slowly stroked down the shaft and she could feel it jump. She took a big drink with her left hand and suddenly felt Thomas hand on her inner leg. As she looked over at Jennifer, her eyes were closed. Her hand was missing too.
âletâs goâ Jennifer leaned over and whispered.
âWhat about your friend?â Thomas replied.
Kathy was nowhere to be seen.
âShe knows the way back to the hotelâ Jennifer said.
As the couples left the bar, they found Kathy.