"I can't believe you talked me into this, Julie," I was a bit annoyed at my best friend from work as she all but dragged me to her car. "See if I ever tell you my deepest darkest secrets again!"
"You know you tell me everything. Especially that 'darkest' part!"
Julie was right, we told each other everything and we enjoyed doing it. And I was paying the price tonight. I glanced at Julie as she tugged me to the car. She had on a tight cream sweater, very tight across her boobs, and a tight black skirt. The skirt wasn't a 'mini' by any means, but was still short for a 50+ grandmother. She was wearing high heels and seamed black stockings. I don't know what she had on underneath her clothes but my bet was on nothing. Her normally conservative hairstyle was teased into a sexy halo around a face that was more heavily made up than her work face usually was. She also had a fresh manicure and pedicure. Her bright red nails matched her bright red lipstick. Anyone who knew her only from work would be hard pressed to recognize her at first glance.
And I was dressed similarly except my skirt was definitely a mini. And I knew for a fact I wasn't wearing any underwear!
I glanced back to my bedroom window and saw my wheelchair bound husband, Robert, looking at us. I gave a sheepish wave to him. He smiled and waved back. Julie's husband may not have known where we were going tonight, but mine certainly did. He had overheard us getting ready in the house for the last couple of hours. He knew our plan was to go out and pick up a couple guys get royally fucked.
Not as if he would mind at all. In fact it all goes back to him wanting me to find someone to take care of my physical needs. He had been in a severe car accident three years ago and has not been able to perform sexually. While he didn't tell me to go out and find someone, he did say he understood if I did.
Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, I confided to my friend Julie. In her devious way she helped me accomplish my mission. She helped set me up with a black coworker during an overnight business trip. I knew at the time that the coworker, Scotty, would it be leaving in the next couple of months. And I made the most of that time. I even brought him to our house to meet my husband and allow him to watch. I was somewhat surprised that he chose to watch me in action. He genuinely liked it.
But now I was without cock again. I wasn't as desperate this time as I was before. After all its just been a month since Scotty left. And I have the confidence in my ability to find another gentleman at anytime. Why was I headed out to a singles bar with my friend Julie? Well that's Julie's doing.
As I said, my husband is OK with me going out and getting some action, but not Julie's husband. That's why we had to get ready here. For all he knows we're having a business conference downtown. I wonder what he would say if he saw his lovely, conservative wife looking like a desperate housewife?
In order to be sure that he did not see his wife dressed this way, we planned to go to other side of town. I had packed a few things in a small overnight case so we could stay in a hotel overnight. The plan was to call her husband later tonight, telling him that she had had a little bit to much to drink and would be staying with me at my house so she didn't have to drive.
I know this will sound shallow but the reason for Julie's looking was not because her husband was unable to perform. His cock was functional, according to Julie, it was just too small. When she married him she was a virgin. At that time she was relieved that he was small. But after having two kids, she was not as tight and his dick wasn't doing it for her.
She said she wanted to try another, bigger cock. She said she had been considering trying Scotty first, but let me have first shot at him. I'm glad she did. And I'm sure Scotty's glad, too! I was tempted to share Scotty with her but it just didn't work out that way. Yeah Julie has jungle fever and wants me to help her cure it. As for me, I definitely prefer black now that I've had Scotty.
"Let's go, Cindy! All the good one's will be gone at this rate," said Julie breathlessly, as we loaded into the car. .
"Not that you would know what to do with a good one. Being with only John your whole life!"
"Well, excuse me 'Miss two men in her entire life'."
"If we get lucky, we could almost double our total in one night," I said kiddingly.
"After all the subterfuge I had to use to get out of the house, I'm getting laid tonight even if I have to pick up a wino from an alley."
"Well at least use a good vintage as bait!'
And so we were laughing as we lit out on our first away-from-work adventure.
***
The first bar that Julie stopped at was a very rundown seedy bar. Unkempt black men entered and left, while black hookers milled around out front. It was a little extreme for me but maybe if Julie needed that wino later she could find him here.
After quick stops at a couple of places that were only marginally better, we ended up in the bar below our hotel. Julie was disappointed as we were almost the only people in the place. I think she was ready for that wino.
"I'm ready for that wino," she said as she surveyed the place.
"Relax, it's early.'
