Two days later Helen had talked her way into a face to face meeting she was flying there team here Friday and she was going to pled to them for there ...usiness. Friday morning came and out of the plane walked five of the tallest biggest blackest men Helen ever seen. Helen greeted them and in the car on the way to the office they asked many questions Helen answered best she could. When they pulled up Kim meet them at the door in a very short mini dress cut low and the tops of her tits for all. "I couldn't just come here with no pants" I say with a forced laugh. He laughs, looks down to my jeans, and his smile slowly disappears as he looks back up to my face. "Take 'em off" He says. Speechless, I felt my jaw drop, I felt a little panic taking over. He steps closer, in my face. "Are just some slutty little tease turning guys on from a distance, but a real bitch up close? Are you that bitch?" I shake my head no "Then take off your jeans." he says, staring intently at me. . "Oh, that is good, Cynthia. How is something so wrong feel so right?" I asked, caressing her butt cheeks. "Well, your cock and my pussy want what they want, simple as that." Her hands floated over onto the wall behind me and her body didn't bounce at all. It just vibrated slightly as she leaned towards me and away from me in multiple motions. My eyes toured the ceiling as she just starred at me. Her image seemed to break apart and melt away. I felt to be liquefying myself as her steam seemed to. So we walk about a block and find a small night club it is really dark inside so we find a table and sit down. She orders us shots and a beer chaser I think to myself is this fucking hot or what. Now I hate to dance but she dragged me out on to the floor and pulled me real close I could feel her tits pushing against my chest. So I reached behind her and started rubbing her ass. As I did I turned her so no one was behind her and pulled up the back of her skirt I squeezed her ass with both hands.