Kathy set her beer down on the table with a thud. She was at "Rumors", a local nightclub with her husband Ken. She was pissed because Ken had been gone for two weeks on a business trip and just got home this afternoon.
As soon as he got in the door they fell into each others arms, went to the couch and had sex. It lasted 4 minutes. That was about all Ken was good for. Not only that, but his 5 inch dick has never made her cum. He then went down on Kathy and brought her to a weak orgasm, but it wasn't tough to do since she had been without any kind of sex for two weeks.
They had dinner and then decided to go out to a nightclub. Now here was Ken, on his eighth drink and refusing to dance because he was so tired. Kathy was excited to be going out with her hubby and was all done up.
She is 5'6, 125 lbs with beautiful C cup breasts and a great Florida tan. Her nipples sat perfectly on her breasts which looked about as perfect as real tits can look. She has a smile that will melt any man. There is an electricity in her eyes that quickens your pulse, and right now Ken was oblivious to the energy that Kathy was giving off.
Tonight she had on a short, tight, lowcut dress at Ken's request. It was black, strapless, and came to about mid thigh. Kathy did not wear underwear or a bra because it always excited Ken.
Now that they were at the club however, all Ken wanted to talk about was the deal he closed or the one that got away. Kathy wanted to hear about how much he missed her and about how much wanted to fuck her right now.
"Come on baby, can we please dance? I don't want to just sit still all night. " Kathy said.
Feeling a pretty good buzz and figuring that if he danced a few now, she would be satisfied and not ask any more, Ken agreed.
Out on the floor, the couple had fun. This was the Ken she had married. Kathy was a much better dancer and outshone Ken on the floor. She couldn't help but to let her eyes wander and take in the other dancers.
One in particular caught her eye. He was about 6'2 and built. He had on a tight T shirt and jeans that looked about as good as they can look on a guy. She noticed his white teeth and his friendly eyes. She also noticed he was black. Kathy always felt that black guys were taboo and there was a certain element of danger associated with thinking about them.
His name was Eric and he was two years out of college where he was a four year letterman at small division 1 school. He loved the college years because the white girls couldn't get enough of his black dick. They practically threw themselves at him. Since college he still got pussy, but it wasn't quite as easy as college.
He noticed Kathy from the minute she got in the club. He saw she was with her husband but that didn't stop him from wanting her. Her brown hair that went almost to the middle of her back looked great on her tan body. She was a woman!
After 3 dances, Kathy and Ken went back to their table. Ken sat back down but Kathy, still wanting to dance stood by the table and moved to the beat.
Ken ordered another drink and was becoming quite drunk. Every once in a while Kathy would scan the dance floor. Her eyes kept connecting with Eric's. Was he looking at her?
"Honey, if you want to dance, go ahead. I love to watch you dance. Go on," said Ken.
Kathy was off and dancing. At first by herself, and then a random guy that approached, then another. Sometimes with more than one as happens on a dance floor. Eventually, Eric made his way to her. He was dancing next to her and they could both feel each others presence. Soon Eric made his way in front of her and there eyes locked. They both released a smile that made the other feel warm... and horny.
Kathy could feel the warmth rush through her body and Eric had his own euphoric feelings. They danced two songs and then a slow one. Eric held her close and Kathy loved the feel of his hard body. Eric was a rock and made her feel like such a woman.
At the end of the song Kathy said she should get back. "Let me buy you and your husband a drink," said Eric as he followed her of the floor.
When they got to the table, Ken was downing his 10th drink and was quite drunk. "Honey, this is Eric, he wants to buy us a drink. "
Ken said he would have a Jack and coke and Kathy a vodka tonic. Eric ordered them both doubles. He returned and sat next to Kathy, across from Ken. They made small talk, where are you from, what do you do, etc. Ken was becoming inaudible and soon the conversation was just between Kathy and Eric. At one point he leaned closer to hear what she was saying and put his hand on her knee. He left it there.
The black hand on her knee excited Kathy and every once in a while she opened her legs... not enough to let him see anything but enough so he noticed.
Ken was just staring around the room in a drunken state and it was definitely time to get him home. They went to get up and Ken was wobbling. Eric quickly went to his side and offered to help them to the car. Ken was hanging onto Eric and without his help, he probably wouldn't have made it.
They got to the car, and Kathy opened the back door. Eric slid Ken into the back and shut the door. Ken was sleeping on his side in seconds and they both laughed as they looked at him.
Kathy was now nervous... she didn't know how to say goodbye to Eric. She eventually extended her hand and thanked him for his help.
"Aw come on, friends don't shake, friends hug," said Eric. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. His hands were on the small of her back with his fingertips just brushing the top of her ass.
"You smell so good. That is a shame your husband got so drunk. A beautiful lady like you should be treasured. "
"Yeah well he has been traveling and is very tired. He just got back today and drank a little more than usual. " As she talked Ken's hands lightly moved on her back. One hand went to her neck and touched her skin. "Your skin is so soft. It is incredible. "
Kathy realized she was in a bad position in case anyone saw her so she pulled away. "Well thanks again. I really appreciate you helping out. I should be going. "
"How are you going to get him inside? I can follow you home and help you if you would like. I promise I will just help him in and be gone. "
Kathy thought about it, and he was right, there was no way she could get him inside herself. "All right, I guess you are right. We live about 10 minutes away. Follow me. "
Once they got home, Eric picked up Ken and brought him inside. He laid him on the bed and Kathy began to take off his shoes. "Can you take off his shirt?", she asked.
Next she unzipped his pants and Eric tugged them down from the feet. Ken was now laying there in his white jockey underwear. Eric started to giggle. "What are you laughing at?" Kathy asked as she looked at Eric. He was looking down at Ken's underwear. You could make out the outline of his little dick in the underwear.
"Yeah, that's cute eh? That is what I get," she said sarcastically.
