"But nothing, do as you're told, faggot!" I ordered. "Unless you don't want my cock anymore."Realizing my threat, he sighed, "OK, I will get out of my...date." Good girl," I responded, which I knew he hated. "I expect you to make me supper and," I paused, deciding to push him further, "I expect you dressed completely as a girl." What?" he asked, confused."I want you in a dress, wearing a bra, panties, your wig, make-up and stockings, not pantyhose, stockings." "Oh," he answered, clearly. As I said before she was not bad looking but she was showing some age. Wilma started kissing on me and rubbing my dick. My nine incher always gets hard with a female's touch. She pulled it out and started to suck it, and she knew how to suck a dick. "I have never had a black cock." Wilma stated. "Well your going to get one tonight." I replied. I looked over at the wife and she was working the old man and his six inch dong. I watched as my wife mounted the old man and started to ride him. I knew. A month ago, her dances were very different. She came into this room that first time hoping to dazzle him with her gifts-that was why he’d invited her, wasn’t it? He’d complimented her on her potential the day he’d visited the class, taken her aside and asked if there was a time when she was free to dance privately for him. Nothing untoward, nothing improper, just a chance to display her skills in a less chaotic setting to a man who had the ear of some of the most influential choreographers on. EL FLACO SE DEJO VER CON EL GRUPO DEL EXTREMO DE LA BARRA Y POR EL COMPORTAMIENTO DE ELLOS SE VE Q ERAN AMIGOS, LO CUAL SE LO INDIQ A ALEXANDRA QUIEN SE COLOCO EN POSICION PARA APRECIAR ESE ENCUENTRO, YO ME REI Y LE INDIQU Q AL PARECER ELLA ESTARIA INTERESADA EN ACERCARSE AL GRUPO, ELLA ME VOLVIO A DAR UN BESO Y ME SUSURRO AL OIDO Q ELLA HARIA LO Q YO QUIERA. TERMINADA LA PIEZA QUEDAMOS EN IR AL BAÑO A EVACUAR LOS TRAGOS ENCIMA, YO LLEGUE A LA BARRA Y NUESTRO SITIO YA ESTABA OCUPADO DANDO.