A lot of married white couples go so the white wives can dance on stage in front of black men.You mean there are quite a few white husbands who let th...ir white wives dance in front of black men? They must be doing it only for the $100 and before I finished both Bill and I busted out laughingJust then Karen called me. She was on a video call to me.Hi Hon what is going on I asked her.Karen took off her blouse to show me her large breast while twirling her nipples.Honey we have company I told. Of course stockings and heels, garter, bra and a nice black pencil dress. It came to about my knees. The heels were black and red stiletto. I looked fucking sexy my ass was perfect. Kim did my makeup smoky dark eyes and red lips.She said" today were having a party for you becoming a woman" I helped her get the party ready we hung decorations, and made little hotdogs in the biscuits, put out dip and chips, games and party favors.As people showed up I was happy it wasn't anyone I new, I was very. “I can see it so clearly … your wet … little … slit. You are such a dirty girl.” I smiled at him feeling my whole body shaking slightly. “Don’t … fucking … smile,” he muttered wagging a finger at me slowly. He leaned back in his chair and started to unbuckle his belt. I looked towards the ground, my arms still folded across my tummy, holding my dress in place. I fiddled with the fabric nervously, a little embarrassed at how wet I must visibly be. Steven unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He reached up until his hands were on my face and started pushing me back towards his bed. The back of my legs hit the bed and I fall back. “So you never done anything like this before.” He said as he pulled his shirt off. I was so lost in his muscular chest that I couldn’t speak. He crawled up until his lips where on my again and I move my hands to his back. Like they had a mind of the own my hands slid down until I had his ass in my hands. I could wait until I feel it without his pants in.