” I backed away and quickly got to the serious business of unfastening the belt and the button of his trousers before tearing them, and his boxer sh...rts, off. I bore my knees into the firm leather of the back seat bench, towered over him, and ripped the tie apart on the side of my dress, letting it fall to the floor of the spacious back seat area. I would have felt like a bit of an exhibitionist if it weren’t for the dark tinted windows and the champagne in me saying, “Do it like the world is. She signed on and quickly headed for Fictionmania. She expected that the 2000th story was to have been posted sometime during the night and she was eager to read it. Would it be have been written by one of her friends or would a new writer have that honor.She went to her 'Favorites' and selected Fictionmania. From there she clicked on 'New Today'. Sure enough, there it was, story 2000! Julie was surprised that it didn't list an author, and as a title, all it said was 'Number 2000'. There wasn't. "Ami gave Sherri a light slap on the bum. "Nope, definitely not starved," she said laughing."Hey!" said Sherri. "I resemble that remark!" and then laughed with the rest of them."I'm going to order in some pizza and wings," said Todd, and he moved to his desk to use the phone."Fast food for a fast lifestyle?" asked Brenda."It's not always this fast," said Kelly."It's just been one of those days," finished Laura.Ami turned to Sherri. "Do you want to get dressed now?"Sherri thought about it for a. But one young black guy was lucky. He brought my wife a drink and they started chatting. After a while I could see the black man putting his big hand on Ana’s thighs. The drinks kept flowing and I could see my sweet wife was loosening up.She finally threw her arms around the guy’s neck and they kissed hard.When they finally went to the dance floor, the place now was fully crowded.A group of six black men had entered the bar and now they were on the dance floor, which made it hard to keep track.