It's been years since I had been made love to, fucked, you know, get laid??
I had enough of the excuses of my ex-white husband when he would tell me that we didn't "do it" anymore because he couldn't "get it up" anymore. He would frequent the strip clubs and the go-go clubs with "the guys" just to relax and have a few beers. Yeah right and get a lap dance and a blow job from one of those skanks.
Getting up enough nerve to get a divorce was difficult for me. I didn't want to lose out on all the money he was left and all the money he would be getting after the sale of his parents' house, cars, furnishings etc. and I took care of them more then he did. I waited until he got all the money put in the bank and then put it under both our names and then I went for the kill. I did wait almost a year so it wouldn't be so obvious but during that year a met a great guy who gave me the ability to trust a man again, but this time my man of choice was black.
I decided to go out one night by myself and see if I could find a man and not have to worry about him beating me up, talking down to me or depriving me of sex. I guess I will admit it, but sex was better for us before we got married. Ran off to the hotels after payday, screwed in my bedroom at my parents' house and the same at his parent's house. He used to enjoy sex with me and my blow jobs. After we were married it was like it didn't exist anymore. When we did, it was like a chore. It usually only happened the day after he had gone out with the guys as maybe he was still a little "horny"??
I got dressed up like a whore that night as I wore a shirt without any panties and wore a blouse without a bra. I was lucky as I was full busted and my tits didn't sag. They were firm 42DDD and my nipples were the size of dimes. Men always stared at my tits and I loved it. I loved when my tits are played with. Love to get them pulled, squeeze, my nipples nibbled on and sucked. I really had a nice set of tits if I say so myself.
I walked into the bar and checked out the men. There were all kinds of men there, tall ones, short ones, thin ones, heavy ones, muscular men, white men, Chinese men, Spanish, Hispanic, Cuban, Turkish, Hindu, you name it, it was there. I zoomed in a few of the black men there. Some of them turned me off with the pants falling off their asses, the big gold chains, the hat on sideways, then there were two pretty decent looking ones sitting a bar stool apart with the empty between them. I decided to ask before I sat and they both seemed to be okay with me sitting there.
I ordered my regular shot of JD with a Bud Light. I drank down my shot right away and took a small sip of my Bud. The sexy black guy next to me was with a white turtleneck with a grey blazer and dark grey slacks and he was slender but not pencil thin. He had a nice smile and sported a diamond in his left ear. The other black guy was muscular, wearing a fairly new pair of blue jeans and white shirt with two buttons undone from the top. He wore a gold chain with a cross and had several piercings in both his ears with small gold hoops and the very top was diamonds. I myself have many holes in my ears and I also had diamond studs in the top of my ears. The one to my left was Jesse and the one to my right was Jim. They both talked to me and asked me to dance and bought me drinks. They weren't together and neither seemed to be upset by the other given me attention, dancing with me or buying me drinks. I didn't pay for a single drink that night.
Jesse was getting up to leave and told me that he had a nice time tonight but had to head home because he had to catch an early flight the next morning and would be going away on business for a week but handed me his business card and listen all his phone numbers and told me to call him sometime and maybe we could go out again. I thanked him for the drinks and told him I would and I kissed him on the cheek and he return the kiss on mine.