Without a word, in a quick second, her bra came off. I looked at her big solid boobs, round firm nipples, and stood there staring. And without another...word, the black lace panties came off.Bridget took my hand, led me over to her bed, climbed up, and pulled me on top of her. And we were off. I didn't waste time. I was kissing on her, running my fingers all over her bigger body, between her legs, across her blonde/sandy pubic hair, and down her thighs.She was gasping, moaning, and she even said. A tiny spark of hope flutters in my mind, hopefully the brownie points I win with your friends can get me out of my punishment. A sideways glance from you tells me I'm mistaken.Your friends leave about an hour from last call. I look around, noticing the very few patrons the bar has now.“Bathroom,” you whisper, disappearing into the men’s room. Ah, shit. Here we go…I check myself in the mirror. My long red-brown hair is down in softly tousled waves. My brown eyes are framed by dark brown liner. Each of us wives are each week to be auctioned off to the highest bidder. We currently have seventeen couples that belong to our club.? ?Where does the name black stable come from than?? I asked. Julie giggled with a devilish smile. ?The club is run by a group of black men. They are a bit on the wild side. They make all the rules and have the couples sign contracts when they join.? My wife Erin asked. ?What do they do? Do they watch the couples swing or something?? Julie and Rick both. "I have a thing about sissies,Glenda. I love to touch them, to play with them. Weirdly transwomen donothing much for me, I love men with men's bodies who are shaved andespecially ones like you, blushing, uncertain, a bit afraid. I won't hurtyou Glenda, I'll help you to understand who you really are. Do you wantthat?" John put his hand behind my neck and pulled me to him for a kiss.So gentle, chaste at first, then he penetrated my lips with his tongue.Kissing a man for the first time, I was.