The five women in the restaurant were all sat comfortably after a good meal and a few bottles of quality wine. It had been a good night out for them and was coming to an agreeable end.
"Right then, who's up for a bit of clubbing?" Said Ann, one of the girls.
They looked at each other and everyone seemed game for a good laugh.
"OK, but where are we going?" They all replied together.
"How about Freddy's, it's got a good reputation and the DJ is said to be very interesting too," replied Helen.
They all looked at her in surprise and Ann said, "Well, a married woman like you knowing things like that, whatever next?"
Helen laughed and said, "Listen to you "Mrs" we're all married! Anyway, what's wrong with just looking? Lets go."
They "lost" some support on the way and only Ann and Helen, all long legs, blonde hair and short dresses, made it to the club. They stopped in the dim light and saw a table free near the dance floor. Heads turned as the two sexy women moved past to the free table.
"God Ann, it really turns me on when men stare at me like that!" Helen giggled to her friend as they sat down.
The wine was starting to make its mark on her.
Ann giggled back, "Yes, it gets me too , makes me all damp down there!"
They ordered a bottle of wine from one of the waiters and sat looking around at the club. The DJ wasn't in the usual raised position but was set in a pit to the side of the dance floor.
"I bet it's so he can look up the girls dresses!" exclaimed Ann when she noticed him.
"He can look up my skirt any time," purred Helen, surprised at feeling a familiar stirring in her pussy.
Ann leaned closer to her friend and said, "Have you ever had a black cock?"
"I've only had John's since we got married and never a black one." She answered softly. "How about you?"
"Your John's never, a black one never, but..." Ann said, her voice full of innuendo.
"God Ann! Have you..."
Helen never finished her question as she was interrupted by a deep voice behind her.
"My apologies for not coming over sooner ladies, welcome to my club, I'm Freddy." He said as he sat down between them.
Helen blushed as he sat, she was embarrassed that he may have overheard her but something about his presence was making her decidedly uncomfortable.
"Its nice to see such beautiful ladies in here. Bodies like yours should be displayed in all the best places. Is the wine to your liking? Said Freddy smoothly.
Ann giggled at him and said, "Yes, the wine is fine and is that why your turntable is set in the floor?"
"Of course, I'm a happy guy and you'd be surprised how many ladies enjoy me looking up at them, especially the ones with long sexy legs like yours," Freddy replied, looking straight into Helen's eyes.
Helen felt her pussy tingle as he gazed at her and she squirmed on her seat. Freddy smiled.
As he stood up he leaned forward and said, "We have a little private party after we close, just a few of us and the drinks are free, your both invited and I hope you will stay Sexy Legs. You never know, you may try something new."
Ann stared at him as he walked back to the turntable. "Jesus, now that is one black cock that I might try but I think he's got the "hots" for you girl!"
"He's got the "hots?" I nearly came in my pants! I'm game for the party if you are Ann," Helen said breathlessly as she watched his arse move provocatively away.
Two young white men moved to their table and tried to chat up Ann and Helen. The girls weren't really interested but agreed to a couple of dances as a consolation for the wine the men provided.
As they danced, Helen noticed that Freddy was paying particular attention to looking up her dress. She smiled inwardly and deliberately worked herself closer to his vantage point. Freddy deliberately kept the music right for her to be able to flaunt her long stocking clad legs for him and he enjoyed the view immensely. Helen found herself getting wetter and wetter between her legs and knew she had to get home so she could fuck her husband to satisfy her building lust.
"No way!" Said Ann disappointedly, when Helen told her she needed to get home quickly.
"I'm staying for the private party and if you need fucking you'll get all you need here I'll bet!
"Ann, I don't fuck around!" Replied Helen indignantly.
"Look, we can't split up any you've got to admit, Freddy is certainly tasty. Just stay and see what happens, besides, I'm horny too." Pleaded Ann. "Please stay."