I like black guys. The darker the better. Flat stomachs, big hands, and of course, big dicks. They just seem to fit into me so well. oh, but it’s been a long time. Three weeks, and all because of my husband.
My husband. Dan. He was about as fun as a bowl of unsalted peanuts. He was never interested in me, his stomach overhung his pants, and he forgot what sex was after we had been married for two weeks. He doesn’t even turn me on anymore, not that he ever did. But, I started cheating a long time ago, and tonight...
I’m wearing cut-off white shorts that prove that white girls can have ass, too. My red and white checkered shirt is buttoned once and tied into a knot midway between my breasts and my navel. White three inch heels, a touch of makeup, a quick brush at my hair and I’m ready to go.
Pulling into the parking lot at Shady’s Drink-A-Lot always made my pussy moist. The guys here were always ready. It was almost as if the men hung out here for the sole purpose of prostituting themselves. But never for money. The sex for them was always payment enough.
Once inside, I order a Jack Daniels straight, no ice. I had a potential victim attempting to buy me a second drink before the first was on the bar. I declined his drink. I wanted to get a table and watch the room for a while.
That turned out to be a very smart idea. After sitting for about twenty minutes and consuming three more stiff drinks to speed along the process, the most beautiful man I’d ever seen walked through the door of the Shady. A shiver passed through my body and I reached down to touch myself. My panties were thoroughly soaked. I finished the last of my cup, and stood up to approach him.
Halfway there, his eyes met mine and his mesmerizing stare pulled me the rest of the way to him. As I got within earshot, I asked “Would you like to get out of here?” “You move fast, little lady. And I’m here with some people.” I did remember seeing some guys walk in with him, but I was too fascinated with his looks to really care. I took a deep breath and said “Well, they can come too.” A huge grin lit his face and made him sexier than ever. “I’ll meet you outside” was whispered and he disappeared into the crowd.
I returned to the bar for one more Jack Daniel’s and headed outside. There was a man standing next to the door when I opened it to step outside. “Go to your car and turn on the lights”, he grunted and then turned and went back inside. I desperately hoped he wasn’t one of my sexy man’s friends and briefly wondered what I was getting myself into.
Two minutes later, I found out. Black and beautiful had circled around the back of my car and was tapping on the window. As I rolled down the window, three cars passed in quick succession. He told me that he would drive and I quickly scooted into the driver’s seat, purposely giving him a flash of bare ass. No panties bare. I had ditched them right after turning on the lights in the car. He smiled wickedly at me and pulled out of the parking space. As we exited the driveway, another car pulled in behind us and another after that. In just a few minutes, he fell in line behind the first three cars to leave Shady’s. I wondered what was going to happen to me.
Just as I thought to open my mouth to ask where we were going, he put his large hand on the back of my head and began to pull me towards his crotch. Forgetting all my worries, I happily leaned over to find out what he had in his pants. I was far from disappointed. He pulled eight inches of soft dick from his boxers and laid it on his pants to wait for me.
