Love, you look very sexy and I’d love to do it, but I could only give you a couple of minutes. Things are going on that I’ve got to attend to. I p...omise we’ll do it right when I get back to town.Julie knelt, unfastened his pants, and pulled them to the floor.It’s been two weeks, Jake. You’re not going to make me wait any longer. Go ahead and play your little games with my mind if you’ve got to make it fast, but I need an honest-to-God cock in me. Carol’s not cutting it anymore.Carol’s shrieks. Then it hit me. The wife and I were the only white people in the club. I looked at the wife.Well what do you think I asked her.“Why not. You get to see me dance and drink with black men. It would be a first for you but maybe not for me”the wife said leaving a lot to image.I asked the bartender/owner if it would be alright if the wife and I drink and dance here. He said you are more than welcome especially your wife giving me a little nod. I am pretty sure you will find what she is looking for. He'd been writing erotica for some time now, and had enjoyed a reasonable amount of feedback from the sites he'd frequented and had his stories published at. He'd been asked several times if he'd like to attend an informal meeting of authors from a site, all with similar interests. The majority of his work centred on his love of dominant females and the fantasies he often had about them. Meeting such women was a dream to him, and he was not sure about how his exposure would make him react. It. .he said 'What are you doing? Are you sure about this?'As I stared into my reflection taking in the slutty cocksucking messthat I was, I said aloud in my real voice, Trisha's obedient femmevoice, "I'm sure I'm sure...now please shut the fuck up till I'm done."And I gasped at my own brazenness realizing that I was not about tostop, I couldn't stop now, no way.Suddenly a sharp knock on the door slammed me back into reality. Itopened slightly and I heard Daddy's powerful voice. "Come.