The Flame by R.G. Richards

Author:R.G. Richards
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: women and bars, alcoholism and women, interracial and multicultural romance, interracial bmww

Barbara rests her head against Jerry’s chest on the dance floor. Her breath hitches as she listens to the steady drum of his wild heart. She loves every minute with him. But trouble rears its ugly head in the distance, a bank clock saddens her. She stops swaying and raises her head to look at him. “Jerry, I hate to say it, but I have to go. Mary is not the only one with an early wake up call. I hate to leave, but I have to.”

“No. Take the day off and stay with me. I promise you won’t regret it.”

“I have to go. Walk with me.” She adds in a devilishly singsong way, “You may get a surprise!”

“I like surprises, give me a hint.”

“Do I have to?” her lips come together in a schoolgirl pout.

“Don’t toy with me, beautiful.”

“I have to change out of this dress. Would you be willing to lend a poor girl a helping hand?” She bats her eyes and frowns playfully.

“Oh man, the things I have to do. Lead the way, beautiful.”

Barbara leads him toward the Culver Room with a seductive entrapment. Jerry trails watching her rump shaker. She gazes behind her then teases with a harder shake. Once inside, Jerry gawks as she unfastens the two brass rings that hold the dress up. She lets it fall to the floor and steps out of it. Jerry stands transfixed, she wears nothing underneath. True, they did the deed earlier but now he sees how Lady Luck graced him. Her long red hair lies against her back in teasing fashion, daring him to do the same. Her breasts are small and perky, guided missiles aimed in his direction. Jerry drops his gaze to her smooth thin waist. His eyes rake over her, pulling and digging into her flesh as they go. Goosebumps rise in their wake. Still his eyes continue their tantalizing journey, waking parts of her she hadn’t realized were alive and yearning. They travel down to the amazing curvature of her hips. They move down to her shaved womanhood complete with landing strip: red of course. Jerry releases a long gasp. Barbara shimmies and his eyes fly up to her trap.

“My god in heaven above, can you get more beautiful?”

Barbara lips sprout into a big smile. She strikes a pose. “How about now?”

Jerry shakes off a lightheaded feeling. “Exquisite. If only I knew how to paint; you would be my star.” Feeling an embarrassing rise in his loins, he closes the distance and kisses her. After several passionate kisses, Barbara undresses Jerry and moves him to the couch the girls sat on earlier. After more kisses and caresses, it was time to do the deed.

Suddenly, there is a rustling at the door—two female servers from the Shaver’s dinner party staff. “Is anyone in here?” One girl whispers.

“No, they are all at the party,” says the second. “Come here, baby.”

“I don’t feel right about being in here, someone could walk in.”

Barbara claps her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

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