EXTRACT FOR
One Wild Night
(Jane Snow)

I laughed, shook my head and crossed my arms.  My heart was racing even faster as I listened to his words.  I had never been with a black man before.

"New heights?  Really?"  I replied while rolling my eyes.

"Like you wouldn't believe.  You might be making love, but with me, it's real, raw, hard, unfiltered sex," he replied confidently.

"Wow, very forward."

"Don't tell me you didn't feel the heat between us out there.  Come on, let me show you what it's like to be up all night for all the right reasons," he urged.

I hesitated as I stared at him.  "I...  I can't...  I'm married," I stuttered.

"I know.  More reason for you to take a night off, just one wild night," he replied.

"I'm not sure I should..."  I paused, my eyes glancing down towards his crotch.

There was an obvious tent forming, but it was at a strange angle.  It started much closer to his thigh than his crotch.  I wondered if he had stuffed a sock in his pants to try and impress women.  But the fact that I had felt it move made me wonder.

"Come on," he urged as he rubbed his hand on my arm.  "I promise, you won't regret it."

"But that would be cheating...  I can't do that.  What kind of mother would I be?"  I responded, a bit of sadness in my voice.

There was definitely a part of me that wanted to feel the unfiltered feelings of pleasure he was promising.  But at the same time, I knew that I'd feel guilty.  Especially if it ended up being an unimpressive night.  

"So you're telling me you didn't feel that spark when we were dancing out there?  You weren't feeling hot and bothered?"  He asked.

I had felt something alright, and it wasn't just a spark.  After clearing my throat, I tried to shake my head but couldn't.  He was right, I had felt more attention from him on the dance floor than anything my husband had been able to do in the last couple of years.  I bit my lower lip as I stared into his eyes, my darker side slowly taking over me.

"What if you can't live up to your word?"  I inquired.

"Let's just say, there ain't never been an unsatisfied customer with me," he replied.

My heart pounded as I thought over his words.  As long as I kept my mouth shut, no one else would have to know.  My sister would most likely be with Rashid for the night.  My mother was watching the kids for the night, knowing that Susan and I were probably spending the entire night out.  And my husband was out, apparently a poker night at his friend's.

"Yeah?  I can see it in your eyes.  You want this...  You need this," he said as he leaned in, whispering into my ear.

His hot breath brushing by made my body tingle.  I shivered as I clenched my fists.  My crotch was red hot, my juices flooding the folds of my sex.  I couldn't help it, my head nodded on its own and Joe smiled.

"Come on, I'm only a couple blocks away," he said as he grabbed my wrist and gently pulled me along.

Each step out of the club made my heart beat faster and louder.  I wondered if Joe was able to hear it as we headed out into a silent alley.  My heels loudly tapped along the alley, echoing along the brick walls as we headed towards a high rise building.

"You live up there?"  I asked.

"Yep, you're going to love the view," he replied.

As we headed up the elevator up the tall apartments, I still couldn't believe what I was about to do.  His right hand roamed my body, sliding down my lower back, past my ass, and then under my short dress.  I gasped as I felt his hand brush up against the thin fabric of my thong, teasing the lips of my sex beneath.