The Mocha Club... A Wife's Awakening

Turning to watch him dance, she leant back, and propped her elbows on the bar. Her large, shapely breasts straining slightly beneath that tight, satin blouse as he grinned back at her as he continued to gyrate his muscular body.

Fran returned his smile, playfully moved her hips in time with the music. That was when the whole tempo of the evening changed.

"You move very well sugah."

The soft, ever-so-slightly sassy tone immediately grabbed Fran's attention and she turned to gaze at the woman standing to her left. Fran's eyes clouded instantly, meeting the woman's calm, assured gaze. There before her, was a tall, stunning black woman. Her large, dark eyes were locked onto Fran's. Big, soulful pools of chocolate, that rendered Fran almost speechless.

"Thank you, it's not difficult when the music is this good." Fran stuttered.

Fran was taken aback slightly, at just how tall and utterly striking her new friend was. She had large, almond shaped eyes, large full lips and high cheekbones, which she had emphasised with clever makeup. She wore a crimson v neck, which scooped deeply revealing a vast, deep cleavage. Fran had to fight the urge to stare, tearing her eyes from the woman's full chest, sweeping down over her toned stomach, downwards. Noticing the casual, loose fitting combat pants that cupped her full apple shaped bottom perfectly.

She nodded and smiled.

"If you are looking for good tunes, you found the perfect spot sugah," she murmured. "And you look like you have a body that knows how to move to them."

She tilted her head to the side and her long black hair swayed loosely about her shoulders. Holding up the joint in her right hand, she took a couple of tokes as she regarded Fran.

"I'm Didi, by the way, nice to meet you sugah."

There was something in the way this woman looked at her, that made Fran feel ever so slightly self-conscious. Didi had a defiant, fierce look. This woman had attitude and then some.

"I'm Fran..." she replied softly.