Well- Er. Yes I suppose it is." I replied hesitatingly, but she just laughed."Who's kidding who?" and I lapsed into an embarrassed silence and continu...d to scan the pages of her magazines as she continued to sit quietly and observe.I suddenly realised that Angela had again quit the room and having watched the local news headlines on the television, I wandered off to the toilet, which was upstairs in the bathroom.Angela had been running a bath and as I went to go downstairs again found her. The way his bodywas in the bed, I could only see his hard muscledcheeks of a well-defined rear end. Our luck changed as he rolled over on to his backand displayed to me a great looking piece of man meatthat was a least six inches soft. There I was lookingat him as my fingers traveled to my bald and babysmooth beaver and they start to rub the outside of itslips. My knees became weak with the excitement andstarted to shake as I stood there in the window, andso I retreated to my king size. I really needed it… a night for my own, after a very hard week at my office.The only detail Camilla did not mention, was that we would be going to a club where mostly black men hung out. I had decided to wear a sexy mini skirt with a satin blouse; no bra; just a very tiny black thong on and a nice pair of stiletto heels… Camilla started at me, saying I a real street whore…She was right; my tiny skirt was very short and it even had a slit down one side. When we got to the club Camilla told me. "You can call me Red, as in red hot," she purred into Jill's ear."C'mon Red, don't scare the poor girl," April said, as she pushed Redaway. "Don't worry, Red is just a little affectionate, that's all." The wine started to flow, and the women settled into the living roomand exchanged stories on why their husbands were in prison. Jill went lastand they all got a kick out of Jill's story."I can't believe he stopped to ask directions from an off-duty Deputy," Bethcried out. "Men never ask for.