She wondered where Reggie would be taking them. She couldn't go just anywhere like this. She looked in a long mirror. Then she took some selfies. The underwire top to the leotard pushed her tits straight out. They defied gravity. Would Reggie like that? He bought the gift after all. The pleated faux plastic skirt was very short. It was a mere decoration actually. Lori loved her thigh high stockings and looked forward to the ones she ordered on line arriving. Stockings were a return to classy erotic feminine looks. The heels were pretty tall and she would be doing no running at all. She left on her wedding ring. She felt her fresh shaved pussy and easy access to her clit and all. She felt totally sexual.
It was dark when Reggie pulled up in the silent electric sports car. She comforted herself that nosey neighbors would not be seeing her dressed this way going in a car with a black gentleman. Reggie smiled as she got in and slid across the leather seat.
"You make that outfit dynamite baby!" he crowed. She was so flattered she beamed back as the car went south out of the city. Reggie had a supper dance club south of town in mind. The evening would run later than Lori had been out so far. But Reggie could assure himself that Cal would not be home at his normal time. Reggie's girl Leticia was assigned to keep Cal very busy after work hours tonight. She was a part time escort for Reggie and part time legit phone bank worker. But she had the assignment of working on Cal. She resembled the black singer Doja Cat. Slender, small breasts and short hair. She had an attitude to turn on the men when she wanted to. She had enough education to speak well to them, or be all street cred. Cal was by no means her first white partner. Lots of white men had paid for her company. Reggie was in charge of this action. She didn't know the backstory, but it was enough that Reggie made it a huge deal for her.
Reggie made small talk on the way to the club. "Tell me, Lori, what will you be doing this summer?" he brought up.
"Well, I put in a application to be a summer school teacher, but I haven't heard back yet." she explained.
"If you work all summer, how much should you make?" he answered.
"Oh, asking a math teacher. Mmmmmmm after taxes, I should make $6 thousand." she answered with some satisfaction.
They arrived at the supper club, and used the valet parking. The young black man opening her door tried not to leer at her sexy legs and outfit. Lori got out and remembered the model walk and motion she was taught by a girlfriend in high school. Reggie was totally proud walking into the club in front of his friends and business associates with Lori on his arm.
They weaved their way in to a table in the center of the action. They were seated and ordered drinks. Lori could feel the eyes of everyone in the club on them. They made small talk. Lori got up to go to the ladies room. She checked her hair and makeup and that no lip gloss had gotten on her teeth. While she was gone their drinks were brought. Reggie quietly added some molly to her cherry vodka.
When Lori came back they ordered a fabulous dinner. She was starving and he didn't mind what she was going to order. Cal always had her pick spaghetti or something cheap when they went out. She loved this filet and her cherry vodka drinks. They chatted and Reggie watched for her behavior to change some.
"Lori, how are you feeling?" he posed. His hand ran up and down her thigh. He enjoyed the smooth feeling.
"I'm just fine Reggie," she smiled. Lori observed the handsome powerful black man she was with and was flattered he would shower so much attention on her.
