I wanted to see more black cocks. The black man then started telling me how to present myself to black men upon my husbands command. I was to be shave... smooth at all times. Heavy make up would be applied. Very bright red shiny lipstick at all times. Always in hose and heels. Always clean. Always smelling like a fresh stripper. Niggers like their white whores to smell sweet. With that he he started applying some heavily scented lotion to my legs and ass and body. My ass must always be clean.. I make small talk about the weather and then notice you have the napkin in your hand still. You tuck it in to your bra well hidden from view. I offer you another drink. You greatly accept leaving the other man's drink to get all warm on the side. I ask if you are meeting anyone you laugh and say you are on a business trip at the moment so have to stay over the night. I then smile and offer you dinner. You greatly accept this. We find a table in a corner and carry on the light hearted flirting.. Stephanie was without doubt the most incredible woman he had ever met - passionate, articulate, smart-as-fuck, hard-working and professional. His childhood had been traumatic and while he loved women, trust and intimacy were not easy for him. But it seemed that Stephanie had stepped around that.Physically she captivated him, he loved the way she looked, the way she talked and moved. It was like there was some kind of pheromone in her scent that had his dick hardening each time they had been. Suchitra suddenly felt cheated. She doesn’t really care about me. Not really. Suchitra remembered the way Sofia’s fingers had brushed over her nipples, causing them to stiffen and protrude even more than usual, and she blushed. The next day, at lunchtime, it was Sofia’s turn to come back with a couple of purchases. The first was a skirt she had bought for herself, a pleated black miniskirt that she knew would make her look really sexy. Just the sort of blatant sexual self-advertisement that.