Simone's phone rang, waking us up. She sleepily said 'hello', then perked up. "OK, that's great. You know how to get to my apartment." After a bit more chat, she clicked off her phone and shoved me out of my daze. "Wake up, Michelle is coming and will be here in a few hours."
I tried for some morning sex, but Simone wasn't going for it, so I got up, dressed and went to my place. A few hours later, after I got home, Simone called and said to pick them up around eight that evening, and we would go out to eat, then hit a few bars. I agreed and decided that I better get a bit of rest since there would be the potential of an interesting night ahead.
I arrived at Simone's apartment, about fifteen minutes late, on purpose. Well, it could have been another thirty minutes. Simone answered her door, wearing her robe and not quite ready. Nor was Michelle.
I sat on a chair, and barely caught a glance of Michelle's ass as she ran from the bathroom to Simone's bedroom. "Nice," I said out loud.
When they finally presented themselves, I was trying not to stammer over my tongue. Michelle was almost as tall as Simone, about five feet, seven inches, medium toned, long, straight black hair. And her eyes: wow! Her eyes were almond-shaped, tantalizing, with dark pupils that seemed to bore right through me. And then her smile: impish and seductive.
Yes, she was well built too. Large breasts, close to a DD sized on her thirty-six-inch chest. Slim waist and an ass that invites pleasure.
They were dressed in black, naturally. Michelle's medium-length dress showed abundant cleavage with a side slit that reached her hip. Simone was wearing a see-through black blouse and a mini skirt that just covered her ass. The black heels they wore put their height close to mine.
"When you're able to speak, Austin, say 'hello'," Simone taunted me.
"Hot," was all I could muster.
Simone and Michelle were dressed for business and I would be their client that night.
I had been in a three-way with Simone before, but this time would be much different: I had never been with a black woman before. It's not that I didn't want to, but because the opportunity never occurred. I had tried to get with a few black women, but it seemed that they weren't interested. Maybe things might change, I didn't know. But, with Simone as my only girlfriend now, anything was possible.
We met up with some friends at one of the nightclubs after a nice dinner. To say that Simone and Michelle turned a few heads would be an understatement. All I had to do was play things cool and let them entertain themselves.
Michelle played the seductress part, and I wondered if it was acting or real. Several times during the evening, I'd catch her eye and she would wink and smile. Simone was having a good time, laughing mostly because Michelle would say something to set her off.
Well, after the usual festivities that occur at and past midnight, it was time to leave. Simone may have had too much to drink or perhaps the fresh night air caused an oxygen rush. We got to the car and she almost blacked out.
Michelle and I managed to get Simone into her apartment where Michelle helped her into a t-shirt, and we put her to bed.
Simone's apartment has a second bedroom that was empty after her former roommate moved out.
Yes, Michelle went in it.
And closed the door.
I stood there for a moment thinking, "This ain't really happening, is it?"
As I started to walk to the front door, I heard a door open.
Turning around, I saw Michelle halfway leaning out of the bedroom door and smiling.
"Do you think I should have you while my friend is passed out?" she said with a taunt.
She had that impish grin on her face and I saw she wasn't wearing her dress. "Why not?" I responded as I started toward her.
She slipped into the room, leaving the door open.
As I entered, Michelle had a bath towel wrapped around herself. She passed me, smiling, and went to shower. So I undressed and got into bed.
Soon, she came back into the room, turned out the light and slid in beside me. No words were spoken as she leaned into me and began some deep kissing. I could feel her large breasts on my chest as I pulled her hips close to me. Michelle's ass was a bit more than my hands could grab onto. I softly rubbed it with my hands as we kissed.