Chapter 2: Z Gets Wilder
I had left for Z's house in Saturday mid-morning and arrived there about noon. She had an early afternoon appointment so we did our greetings and horizontal exercises right away. The 69 was particularly satisfying for us both. While she was about her duties, I turned on football and opened up a beer.
After a few beers I fell asleep and didn't wake up until she nudged me about 5 O'clock. We had a sandwich and some more beer. I asked her to show me the outfit that she bought since our last adventure. She appeared from the bedroom wearing a very short black and white skirt, black thigh-high hose, and a black lace see-through blouse. She had said " no" to my suggestion about high heels because they were uncomfortable but had rethought the idea. Since she only had to wear them from the parking lot of the adult video store to the adult theater, she decided to get some red three-inch heels. After she got to the theater, she could take them off and carry them out. She hadn't practiced much so she was still a little wobbly but wow, she did look like a lady-slut going out for a very good time.
We had a few more drinks. My cell phone rang it was a girl friend of mine. I spoke for a few minutes and hung up. Z was upset that I took the call and a fight ensued. To end the fight I just dozed off. When I woke up it was 9:15 p.m. She was sitting across the room and clearly pouting. My attempt at conversation was met with a cold shoulder. I went to the bathroom.
While in there I heard a loud slamming of the door. When I came out there was no Z. A search around the house led to her bedroom. There on the bed were the slacks, blouse and shoes she had been wearing. A quick look at her closet showed that the new out fit and shoes where missing. It was obvious that she stormed out of the house and I had a good suspicion as to where she went.
I hopped in my car and headed for the adult theater. I had told her not to go there alone but was sure that is where she was headed.
I arrived at the theater and parked by her model car. A hand on the hood said it had not been parked there long. I walked into the adult store. The same middle aged big, black guy we had met before was behind the counter. Before I could say" have you seen a ..." . He smiled, nodded his head toward the theater and said "I get off in 15 minutes and I will join you."