The door man let us into the club and Lorraine proceeded to the bar area while I was directed to the seating area behind the railing. Behind the railing was the area for the white husbands to sit, drink and watch the action on the other side of the railing.
Lorraine took a seat on a high bar stool and ordered a cranberry and vodka. Her miniskirt rose up her thighs as she crossed her sexy legs, the lacy stocking tops visible to all. It didnt take long before she had company. A large muscular black man named Ty sat on the stool beside Lorraine. The music was loud and you couldnt hear the conversion from the observation area. They smiled and sipped their drinks. Lorraine smiled her bright smile and leaned in close to talk. He leaned in too and placed his hand on her knee, she didnt seem to mind at all. After a few minutes of chit chat he asked her to dance. He led Lorraine to the dance floor and pulled her close for the slow dance. Lorraine was 56 in her heels and he was much taller. Her head leaned on his barrow chest. I was seated in the observation areas front row, but in the shadows so I wouldnt be a distraction for Lorraine. From my dark spot I could see all the other pretty white ladies that have come to the club dressed like sluts. Some sitting at tables, at the bar and some were dancing with other black men. There seemed to be 30 to 40 black men and about 10 white ladies all together.
I could see Tys hands sliding down Lorraines back until his hands were on her round ass. She looked up into his eyes and th... Læs hele novellen
