Saffron sat quietly in a downtown bar one Friday evening. She sat awkwardly with her co workers from the office as they toasted the promotion Frank had secured at work earlier that day. She was glad to be included in the party as she never really felt part of the team since she moved from Denver to take the job over six months ago. Sometimes she felt her coworkers never even noticed she was there.
This was the first time she had ever been asked along on an office night out, it wasn't that they didn't notice her, it was just that she seemed to put a downer on things, always too prim and proper and reserved, like some maiden aunt. They called her the Ice Maiden, behind her back of course.
Saffron listened politely, too reserved and shy to chip in any anecdotes or jokes as they sat round on the comfortable leather couches drinking and chatting and maybe just maybe she had one or two more Campari and Cokes than she ought to. She felt over dressed in her little black dress and black three inch heels which were the highest she could wear and still dance in while most of the girls were in jeans or mini skirts and tank tops.
She wanted to dance but not dance alone but no one offered , no one tried to catch her eye, no one seemed to notice her so she just nursed her Campari and Coke and tried to laugh in the right place or giggle at their feeble jokes.
Finally she needed the ladies room, she went to wash her hands, and when she looked in the mirror she saw herself, a lonely, anonymous mid twenties blonde Caucasian with perfect teeth. a cute nose, and ice blue eyes just like ten thousand other girls in the city and a thousand on the front cover of fashion magazines. It just didn't seem fair that no one seemed to notice her, she thought as she combed her long blonde hair back into place and fixed it with a hair grip.
"Slow tonight eh hon." a beautiful negro woman in the classy black dress asked as she came in through the door and went to check her make up in the other mirror.
"Sorry?" Saffron asked as she looked as the woman flicked her frizzy hair.
"Too many amateurs," she said, "I'm Jade by the way."
"I'm sorry?" Saffron answered, "Saffron, I'm Saffron."
"So are you doing ok?" the negro asked.
"Sort of," Saffron agreed, "Not too bad."
"So how many?" Jade asked.
"What?" Saffron answered.
"Tricks, guys," Jade asked again.
"What?" Saffron asked.
"How many tricks you turned girl cause I ain't turning none?" Jade demanded.
Saffron swallowed, "No none," she replied.
"What I thought, maybe we should go pro active," Jade said wickedly, "Put on a show maybe."
"What?" Saffron queried.
"Girl on girl dance hon, get the guys interested." Jade suggested, "How about it?"
"Yes!" Saffron agreed slightly drunkenly, "Why not, sounds good!"
"You want to lose that brassiere, let the guys see what they're missing maybe?" Jade suggested, as she cupped her own breasts and laughed, "Cause your bra straps a couple of inches up your back."
Saffron twisted sideways, her flesh colour strap was indeed visible above the open back of her black dress, but she thought being flesh it didn't matter, maybe it did, maybe the back was lower than she thought, "Sure," she agreed and Jade helpfully flipped open the clasp and Saffron stretched the straps over her arms and hands and scooped the lacy brassiere out of her dress and slipped it into her grip.
"Leave that with Tony," Jade said, "You know, the bar tender? then we can dance!"
"Ok," Saffron agreed.
"You set?" Jade asked and when Saffron smiled Jade led her back to the bar, "Hey Tony, check this will you?" she asked and Tony smiled as Saffron handed him her black and silver clasp bag.
"Come on lets liven the joint up," Jade suggested, "Hey Dan how about some dance music," Jade asked the DJ as she headed for the centre of the dance floor where the spotlights played and the glitterball sent multicoloured light patterns scudding across the dance floor.
The music changed to an up tempo number, Jade gyrated, "Come on get yourself noticed!" she suggested, "Shake that booty girl!"
Saffron tried to copy her moves but her breasts jigged and her nipples rubbed her dress and the more they jiggled the more her nipples became aroused, "See it's working!" Jade grinned, "Give the guys a flash."
"No" Saffron protested.
"Yeah!" Jade cried and she pulled the front of Saffron's dress down and her breasts spilled out, "Whew!"
"Hey!" Saffron cried but Jade popped her DD breasts out of her top and started gyrating.
Guys were approaching, black guys, beautiful tall muscular guys with tight black pants that left nothing to the imagination, with open front shirts and dancing shoes, they looked at one another and headed for Saffron, "Put on a show?" the first asked as he danced to the music.
Saffron tried to pull her dress up but the music was hypnotic and the guy had his hands on her hips looking down into her eyes, "I'm Leroy, this is Junior," he laughed, "You want to show these good people some action?"
Saffron nodded helplessly, her breasts were driving her mad as she tried to cover herself but every touch seemed to engorge her already rock hard nipples even more.
"You want to 'Dance' with us?" Leroy asked.
Saffron nodded helplessly, at least it would hide her breasts if he came close and then suddenly as he held her she realised she was getting very damp.
Her pussy was tingling, her nipples throbbed to the music, his hands moved, suddenly she didn't have to imagine, he had his cock in his hand, she stared and gasped, "Kinda has that effect," he said. It looked huge, it was outrageous, fourteen inches long! or so she thought and already the last eight inches was sheathed in a black ribbed condom.
"Look," she said but his hand was lifting her dress.
"Dumb bitch what you wearing for," Leroy asked, and he pulled the crotch of Saffron's sheer black panties aside, "Jesus," he added and he aimed his cock at the soft moist spot between Saffron's legs and thrust.
"Ohh," she wailed but the music drowned it and Junior came up behind them as they jumped to the music as Saffron gently slid down onto Leroy's cock.
"No!" Saffron protested, but Junior's cock was against her ass then against Leroys cock as he sought somewhere to stick it in her as they swayed and finally he gave up and let it slide up her bum crack.
"It's OK I'll fake it," he said as he squeezed in so Saffron was the white meat in a black sandwich.
"Wrap your legs round me," Leroy whispered, "Show's nearly over."
She did as he said and sensations raced through her body as he humped his monster through her vagina into her womb.
"Don't make me come babe," he said, "Careful now, about eight more bars then down and back to the dressing room OK?"
"What?" Saffron demanded and then the music wound down and Leroy set her down and Junior backed away.
"First show of the night Ladies and Gentleman, the doors are locked, it's Ten thirty and it's fun time!" Dan the DJ announced as he brought up the volume and dimmed the lights, "Big hand for our dancers!"
Jade and the guys took a big bow, Saffron curtsied awkwardly as she tried to avoid the looks of her co workers away to the far side of the bar as she left the dance floor as she tried again to pull her dress back up but Jade was heading for the Ladies room and Leroy was following. Saffron hurried after Jade but Jade stepped through a side door marked 'Staff,' instead of the Ladies.
A narrow room with grey anonymous lockers and a table, where garish neon light from an overhead strip contrasted with the subdued light outside
"You bring any stuff?" she asked Saffron.
"I'm sorry, I just got screwed!" Saffron exclaimed, "On the dance floor!"
"Yeah but it got the guys hot!" Jade explained, "But hell girl don't wear when you're working, that's rule number one."
