"Look! That's the signal." What are you talking about?" If they show the interior lights it means they don't mind being watched."We sidled across as n...nchalantly as possible - though, with her hand down the front of her denim shorts, nobody could have been in much doubt that my wife was already frigging herself. As we joined the curious onlookers, I saw that the car's passenger window had been lowered and from it, a slim female arm was being extended. The youngest of the male doggers eagerly. "Are you ready for the best part, baby?" I asked. "The best part...you mean that wasn't it?" "No, no, my Latin stud...the best is yet to come...literal and figurativly". I laughed. I pushed his shoulders hard until until he was lying back on my desk. "You're mine now, bitch" I growled. I leaned with both arms on his muscular thighs...more muscular than fiancé Paul. I lifted his rod and slid my mouth down until it hit the back of my throat. Nothing new here. Then I opened my throat and took in. The Black Cherry essential gets its name from the decor. The lights are always dimmed making the dark brown walls look black, and the chair and booth cushions are a rich cherry red. In front of the bar are approximately 20 high tables and booths run all along the adjacent wall. To the left is the dance floor with colored flashing lights, too many speakers to count, and a DJ booth. To the right is a black iron staircase that leads up into the VIP room which looks over the bar and the dance. I thought I could find a professional dominatrix who could replicate what I had felt for Elaine. I made discreet enquiries. I found out about a local lady who did discipline. I couldn't face it. The thought that this woman played at being the mistress of several men a day repelled me.I still wanted sex. I needed to lie underneath someone and accept their lovemaking. In desperation I ordered a plastic doll, a fantasy woman, to be my bed partner. When the parcel arrived I was just leaving for.