Torrie's Year - Sex Stories

Torrie's Year

... didn't mind, as he was leaving for college in a year. Torrie figured extra affection and quality time together would be a good thing before he leaves. She headed out the door with John. The event was at an upscale hotel banquet hall. There was dinner first, a few speeches given, the retiring senior vice president gave his thank you's and farewells, followed by the dance floor opening and the DJ starting his music. Torrie stuck close to John, sipping her wine, chatting with a few neighbors that were also coworkers of her husband, and having a decent enough time. John was laughing with a neighbor about something and there was a slight lull in the conversion. Torrie took another sip of wine and glanced around the room, doing a double take and a blush when something interesting caught her eye. A large, hulking, African-American was several yards away smiling softly at her. He nodded when their eyes met, causing Torrie to blush. She took another sip continuing her conversation with a neighbor. She noticed the black man looking at her again, a few minutes later. Torrie looked around at the people she was with, the women were all older, and there were no other women in her age group on that side of the wall. She couldn't fathom that this man was checking her out. She was wearing a fairly modest, long dress and showing no cleavage. While she didn't need to wear a ton of makeup, she wasn't overdoing it with the eye shadow. Her hair wasn't done at a stylists, it was hanging down like ...

... it normally does. She glanced over and the people the black man were with had left, leaving him alone, he nodded goodbye to them and turned his attention back to Torrie. He nodded at her, causing her heart rate to increase. Torrie nodded back awkwardly. As the night progressed, Torrie continued to drink and stick close to her husband. At 10pm he received a phone call. "Hey. We have to leave. I just got a call a line is down." John told Torrie. "Leave? Wait, are you on call tonight?" Torrie asked, the annoyance already setting in. "Yeah." "You mean to tell me, that on the night of the event this company still makes people work?" "It's not like that. It was my turn to be on call in case of emergencies. A line down is an emergency. We're leaving," John said, gently grabbing her arm. "No. You are. It's not that late," Torrie said, frustrated they weren't going to have sex that night, figuring she might as well stay out late. "How are you going to get home?" John rolled his eyes. "They'll take me," Torrie nodded to the neighbors they had been chatting with most of the night. "Fine, I'll see you in the morning I guess," John said goodbye to their friends and left. Chapter 2 Torrie rolled her eyes, sipping her drink once more. She was going to ask their friends for a ride home; however, just before she got a chance to, she felt a light tap on her shoulder. Turning around, her eyes widened, arching her neck to look upward, she sees the huge black man that had been checking her out all ...