Derek and I walked the four blocks to his building hand in hand. I expected people to be staring at us, a petite white woman and a large black man hol...ing hands, but nobody seemed to pay any attention to us. I have to admit it was kind of exciting, walking to this black man's apartment to have sex with him. I liked acting like a slut in public once in a while, and here nobody even knew me. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter as we walked, but that was good, I needed to be wet to. "As a young girl for school in mylast year each day I used to wear flat shoes with a school skirt and thenat weekends I had to wear dresses or skirts with high heels and wearmakeup. " Jane said driving expertly in her heels. "So your mum made youwear skirts, dresses and high heels?" I asked. "Yes at weekends, as shewas taking me from being a teenager into being a women, before my lastyear at school I used to always wear jeans and trainers at weekends,trousers for school and very rarely wore. I was on full peak of arouse and breathing very heavily, Smita now came down to my trouser and removed it from my body and caressed my both leg with her nipples and moving my penis up and down with her hand. I was lying nude on her bed under full control of her. I was kissing her wherever was possible and hugging her so tightly. She now came down and sat beside me with full smile and took my hand in her and said two words love me. I pull Smita near to me and slide my hand inside her lower and. . if she was staying in the same hotel... if I would see her again.I threw on one of the hotel robes and started to make myself seem a little at home. There wasn't much of a view but at least the window opened for some fresh air. Then there was a quiet knock at my door which took me a little by surprise - the greater surprise came when I opened it. There she stood. "You left something behind and they told me where I'd find you," she said. I was a little shocked at first and wondered what it.