Free Naughty by Velvet Page A

before, but never a peninsula. “I think I’m going to have to use that one.”
    “It is clever. Anyway, when Rhoda told me about this club, I thought it would be the perfect solution to my drought. And from what I’ve seen thus far, it is.”
    “Speaking of Rhoda, where is she? I thought she was coming with you tonight.”
    “Yes, that was the plan, but believe it or not, she has a date!” It was common knowledge that Rhoda hadn’t been out with a man since her divorce nine months ago.
    “A date with whom?”
    “One of Doug’s coworkers, who recently relocated from New Orleans. He didn’t know anybody in town, so I arranged a blind date.”
    “Aren’t you the little matchmaker? Let’s hope it works out,” she said, without an ounce of confidence that it would. Meri knew from experience that most blind dates turned out to be disasters.
    “Well, if it doesn’t, I’m sure she’ll be back at the Black Door with a quickness.”
    Both women laughed in agreement.
    “What’s so funny?”
    They turned around to the sound of the voice. Standing practically on their heels was a towering figure of a man. He must have been at least six feet seven inches in height. He was tall enough to be a basketball player, but the loincloth covering his genitalia was the uniform of a server, not a point guard.
    Meri stopped laughing and expertly surveyed his body, from the burnt orange mask shielding his eyes, to his hairy chest, to the hefty package protruding from beneath the Tarzan-like cloth. His hair was coiled in long dreads that hung down his back. The bottom half of his face was covered with stubble. There was a wildness about him, as if he’d stepped right out of the Amazon. She reached out and ran her hand up and down his bare chest. “Daarling,” she purred, “there’s nothing funny about your sculpted pecs”—she reached down and boldly lifted up the loincloth—“and beautiful cock.”
    Beth stared in disbelief as Meri uncovered the man’s privates. He didn’t protest. He reared back with a smile of confidence on his face while she inspected his goodies.
    “Like what you see?”
    Meri licked her bottom lip. “I do.” She turned to her friend. “Beth, come closer and take a look.”
    Beth seemed to be frozen. Her feet wouldn’t move. She hadn’t seen another man’s penis since she’d said her wedding vows seven years ago. Though she had come to the Black Door to frolic, something inside was preventing her from indulging. That something was a serious case of guilt. Suddenly Beth was filled with an overwhelming feeling of unfaithfulness.
    Meri stroked the server’s long dong. “Not only does it look good, but it feels marvelous.” She noticed that Beth wasn’t saying
or
doing anything, just standing there like a statue. “What’s wrong with you?”
    “Uh, uh,” she stammered, “I’ve gotta go.”
    “Go?” Meri seemed alarmed. “We haven’t even been here an hour. Besides, the fun is only beginning,” she said, rubbing the head of the server’s dick.
    “I’m sorry, but I can’t stay. I thought that I could cheat on Doug, but all of a sudden, my conscience is getting the best of me. I’ll talk to you later. Have fun.” Beth fled down the hallway as if she were being chased by demons.
    Meri hunched her shoulders. “Oh, well, looks like it’s just the three of us,” she said, making a reference to his cock and putting a firm grip on it at the same time.
    “That works for me. Now tell me what you’re in the mood for,” he wanted to know.
    “Take me to one of the private chambers. Once inside, lay me down and lick my clit until I cum. And then I want you to masturbate until you’re really, really hard, because if there’s one thing I can’t stand, that’s a soft cock. When you’re ready to pop, I want you to ease that big dick inside of me and fuck me until my toes curl. Can you do that?”
    “That’ll be just for starters. I hope you’re not in a hurry, ’cause I’ma