1. Rosemary


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Interracial, Author: mitchawa, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    the sticks as though he was born with them in his hands and he played with style and confidence . Rose relaxed. Enjoying the music, sipped on two glasses of wine, people watched , but her eyes always returned to the drummer. She didn’t know why, because she’d never been attracted to a black male before. They played nonstop until nine. Khristian brought her a third glass of wine and set down with Rose. “Did you like the band?” “Yes, they're very good. The played the way I prefer.” “I’ll glad to hear that ma’am. I’m Donavon Reynolds, the drummer, May I join the two of you?” Rose looked at Khristian. She crossed her eyes as a signal. “I’m sorry; I’m about to leave and Khristiand and I have some important business to finish,” Rose said smiling up at him. He stepped back and returned her smile. “Could I at least have your name?” He handed her his card. “I’m sorry no. I don’t give my name to total strangers, but thanks for asking.” “Khristan, would you please introduce us?” he asked looking from Rose and the server. Rose shook her head negatively . “I’m sorry.” Donavon, your being to forward. You 're being rude asking for such information, and putting me in an embarrassing position. Would you please leave so we can finish our business?” He nodded, smiled at Rose. “I’m sorry if you think I'm rude. That was not my intent. I simply wanted to introduce myself to the most beautiful women in the club tonight. I hope to have the chance of being properly introduced the next time you ...
    come.” “Thank you, Mr. Reynolds for apologizing and for the compliant. Good evening,” She smiled and turned to Khristian. As he walked away, she observed the pants hugging his narrow hips and fine ass. As she rode the bus home, she thought about the handsome Donavon and decided not to go back for at least a month. Her attraction to him was alarming. * * * During the next three weeks, Rosemary took advantage of her not going downtown on Friday nights to make love to her husband. Ray was deaf, but he could tell when Rose was moaning and groaning during foreplay, and when she had vaginal orgasms. He was a good lover, who was patient during sex, and he used his hands and mouth to keep Rose stimulated for over an hour. Rose’s life was busy with four children with the oldest being thirteen and the youngest seven. Roy took them to school on his way to the University . She had a housemaid , but Rose did all the cooking. Food for six took a lot of labor and helping with homework was time-consuming but fun because all of her children were intelligent. The fourth Friday after her last visit to the Jazz Palace, Rose was preparing to leave so she would be there before the crowds gathered. She decided on a brown khaki skirt with a hemline at mid-calf, and a green blouse she could button to her throat. Brown, four inch hells, completed her ensemble. She was more anxious this Friday than four weeks ago, because she wasn’t going to be able to avoid Donavon Reynolds. His unusual abilities had been ...
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