Blackie

Normally, I enjoyed the Friday night dances at the works when I was the duty manager. All I had to do was to ensure there was no trouble and to make sure the bar shut at 10.30 and the room was clear by 11.00pm so that security could release the guard dogs. I loved to dance, but tonight all the best girls seemed to have partners. But then my attention was drawn to a young lady dancing with one of the single men, she looked utterly bored, and the glance she threw me as she passed close by me seemed to be a cry for help.

I did not immediately recognise her, yet I felt that there was something familiar about her. She was about 5ft 2 inches tall with jet black curly hair, a slim figure with quite pixie like features. You would not call her pretty by any means, but she was, I thought highly attractive, with a lovely warm smile and dressed in a black light party dress that hugged her figure like a glove.

As they came round again I excused them, and took her from her partner. She moved close into me pressing her slim body close to me and I could feel her nipples pressing through her thin dress on to my chest. She was a fantastically good dancer, and very light on her feet. I am at best an average dancer but she made me look and feel good. After a while I noticed that other people had stopped dancing, and were stood watching us. As the music stopped there was a round of applause.

I looked down at her and said politely “Thank you that was great – can I buy you a drink.”

“Yes please Tony.” She responded.

“Do we know each other?” I asked.

She gave a little giggle” Oh yes we do very well, only normally I am in overalls, and covered in black dust as I work in the metal polishing department.”

“I’m so sorry I did not recognise you.” I replied. What is your real name?

“My name is Cassy but everyone calls me Blackie”

“Ah I know now, the sexy bit that works on the over riders section.” I said.

“She gave me a playful kick. You are a flirt. I see I shall have to watch myself.”

“Is that so?” I asked.

“That’s for you to find out later perhaps.” She replied giving me a little hug

We danced every dance together for the rest of the evening and I was quite sad as the band played the last waltz, as I had thoroughly enjoyed myself and I did not want the evening to end.

“Do you have far to go?” I asked

“About an hours walk, as I have missed the last bus, it’s all your fault; as I so enjoyed dancing with you I did not want to go home. Now if you are a perfect gentleman you will have to take me.”

“Dear lady of course I must drive you home, but you must wait a little until I have cleared the premises.” I told her.

She smiled and went to collect her coat. I gave her my car keys and she waited in my car while I ensured the bar was locked and the premises were now clear for security to take over. She seemed so much smaller than I had imagined as she sat by me in the car, not much bigger than many 18 year old girls I thought...

Within minutes we were on the road, she snuggled against me as she gave me directions, then she slumped in the seat and lay her head on my shoulder, her right hand rested very suggestively on my inner thigh. The very feel of her and the smell of her gave me an erection which she was very aware of and I am pleased to say she craftily encouraged.

It was about ten minutes drive to her house. We discreetly left my car some distance away, and walked quietly to her home and we let ourselves in. We were soon in her bed and we snuggled up against each other as I pulled her close and I put my arms round her. She was on her side facing me, and I was lying on my back. She draped her leg over me.

"Oh that’s nice you’re hard already!" she exclaimed with a giggle of delight.

She snuggled closer and kissed me on the cheek as I held her tight; enjoying the feel of her as we gently explored each others naked bodies. She started nibbling my ear, her warm breath tickling me and the exotic smell of her perfume filling my nostrils .Her other hand was tenderly fondling my cock

She laughed and said “Tony dear you make me feel really good, you were erect before I got in bed and being with you is good because you make a girl feel really wanted ."

"She was laughing and smothering my face with soft wet kisses as I grabbed her and pulled her over on top of me. She felt very soft and very sexy; her perfume pervaded my nostrils and was obviously expensive and very erotic"

She ended up lying between my legs. She rubbed her body hard against me trapping my cock between her thighs.

“Darling it’s been such a long time for me so please go carefully. I could feel my erection rubbing against her stomach.

"Yes sweetheart, that's my cock you are rubbing against."

It was my turn to grin as I saw the expression of feigned surprise on her face... She gave me a grin and a passionate kiss on the lips

I gazed into her eyes as I kissed her back passionately - I realised then just how beautiful she was. For a brief second I wondered just how any man could ignore such a beauty. She gazed down at me her eyes serious, she was panting a little bit and a look of seriousness in her eyes then she bent down and once again our lips met

At the same time I felt my cock slip between her legs and rub against the lips of her vulva. The warm sticky moistness told me that playtime was over and that she wanted me to get down to business. “

Are you ready?” I asked

She gave a wide-eyed little nod of her head.

"Then put it in” I said quietly.
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Blackie reached down shuffling her body a little as she grabbed my cock and lined it up with the entrance to her love tunnel. She held my cock in a firm but gentle grip. She rubbed it up and down her vulva lips to give it some lubrication. She gently placed my cock at the entrance to her love tunnel.

Gradually she let her body sink on to my cock until I could go no farther. She started moving up and down gently and within seconds I knew she was having her first orgasm as she came with a long drawn out wail.

It was almost 2.30 am when I closed her front door and made my way home. I was exhausted but happy.

Our affair continued discreetly for about three weeks and we met almost every night, we went dancing, walking and even a long weekend by the sea. Each night we ended up in her bed. Every spare minute we had, we spent together.

No-one at the works ever found out that we were seeing each other, even though I would find excuses to spend more time with her. She told me that she was married and separated. Her husband was in the army in Germany and she was going to divorce him. Apparently he had a drink problem and frequently got abusive.

Then one day she was no longer there. She did not report for work either, did she answer the telephone and when I went to see her house was empty, and all the furniture was gone. She did not even collect the wages owed to her.

A month later I receive a letter from her which came from Cyprus. She told me she loved me too much to tie me down. She apologised for leaving me but she knew she could not have children and she felt that it could have become a problem for us if we had stopped together. Meanwhile her husband had sought counseling, and she felt it was her duty to give their marriage another try. They were thinking of applying to adopt a child later.

I missed Blackie and all these years later she is still has a place in my heart.