Traci came out of the bedroom dressed in a short black skirt and hollow out crew neck tee slipping on some four inch slinky heels before we headed out the door. Walking down the Chicago Riverwalk holding hands, The Chicago Riverwalk is a 1.25-mile-long public path along the bank of the Chicago River it is a hub for summertime entertainment in the Loop.
I was taking her to Sidetrack, a behemoth gay club drawing a diverse crowd, serving up slushy drinks & known for showtune nights. Spanning two stories and more than eight storefronts with a rooftop lounge, Sidetrack I believed is the largest gay bar in the Midwest.
Named the Most Popular Bar in Illinois by Buzzfeed.com, the Most Visited Bar in Chicago by LYFT, the Best Gay Bar in Chicago by Time Out, the #1 Gay Bar in the U.S. by Yelp, and the #1 Nightclub in the Best of Gay Cities 2022 Awards.
I ordered us Aperol Spritzes and we sipped the bubbly Italian cocktails as I showed her around the sidetrack bar. Through the different spaces of show tunes and dancers, drag queens and couples making out. Finally ending on the rooftop we reclined on the comfy sofa in the cool night air.
The chemistry between was amazing, easy and fun as I marveled at her beauty. We had chatted for over a year sharing everything we were so open with each other almost from the start. Wandering around the bar absorbing the atmosphere in this magical place holding hands.
Dancing and drinking the night away, grinding our bodies together full of passion and lust. We were feeling wonderful and a little tipsy as last call came and we stumbled out on North Halsted Street. Skipping like school girls to the Addison Avenue station to catch the train for a ride around the downtown loop at four AM.
Holding her small hand in mine my heels in the other we boarded the train into an empty car sliding in the back bench seat. Traci laid her cute little feet across my lap and I caressed and rubbed on them the city passing through the train window. The lights of the city sparking on the river water Traci purred as I worked her feet with my hands. Prodding each foot, digging into the soft balls of her feet. Knuckles enclosed around her soft toes popping them lightly her sweet moans filling the silence of a deserted train car.
My inhibitions low I reach up sliding her black thong down her smooth legs over her ankles and off. Traci spread her legs one up on the back of the seat the other on the floor. I played with her wet cunt before lowering my mouth and tongue kissing and licking up her spicey-sweet secretions. Twisting, curling, exploring deep inside her wet cunt.
