Walking into Club Mystique it was like walking into another world.The interior of the club was dark and red. The house music was blaring andthe first ...hing I noticed of course was the hot black boy dancing on stagewearing a red thong.A group of men sat in front of the stage, their eyes glued to him. Thecrowd was mostly black and Hispanic, but there were a few older white guysin the audience. From what I could see, I was the only young white guy inthe place.The rest of the place had guys. Then my hand went down her jeans and under her panties as I began massaging her pussy. Two fingers found their way inside her pussy and my thumb found Carol’s clitoris. Carol was literally writhing in pleasure as we made out in the back seat of my car. Good thing we got to my house or I would have been in real trouble. Sarah dropped me off and I staggered through the snow drifts to my front door. I could hear my cousin Sarah yelling at Carol “I can’t believe you let him do that to you, are you. .Then I took her to sofa and kissing her hole body and giving her pleasure she was shivering and then I touched her boobs through her jacket and pressing she was moaning louder and louder….When I started pressing her boobs, I unhooked her jacked and she was wearing black bra and she look more beautiful with that bra sucking her boobs and her both hands are on my head and she was playing with my hair and pressing my head against her boobs sucking her left boob other one pressing with my left. He plumped four small throw pillows and placed two on each end of the couch. He killed the overhead light. The stage was set.Back in the family room, everyone held brandy snifters half full of Hennessy except Nancy. She sipped from a cup of instant coffee. Shit, coffee, their plan was doomed to failure, thought Stan, as he poured his own brandy."Everything set?" asked Jan."I wish," said Stan, "oh, yeah, but I'd better set up a couple of TV trays for our brandies to sit on." And another for.