She, Katrina, had left the interracial club alone, trying to be a good girl. Her Caucasian husband was at home asleep, not interested in going out. Katrina was an older woman of 40, though was on fire and very alive sexually, unlike her older husband. She typically went out on Saturday nights to dance and flirt with men of color, she was a white seductress. All of her life she had been told it was not appropriate for her to mingle with men of color, though she had a burning desire to do the exact opposite. It was very easy for Katrina to become interested in men of color, as they were unabashedly not ashamed of her size. Though she was not an overly obese woman, she was considered voluptuous and of a fuller figure. She noticed that black men seemed most interested in her, more so than white men. For many years she felt ashamed of her size, but then realized that her large, round and firm ass as well as her large soft breasts were truly an asset and not something to hide. She had a girlfriend who told her that black men typically liked and preferred larger women.
This night she had wanted to go out and dance with her friends, some of them black men. Katrina was a smoldering temptress, she knew how to dress and incite desire. This night she wore a short velvety black skirt, black lace-top thigh high hose, a corset that laced up the front and a sheer long-sleeved black blouse covering, but not hiding her large breasts. Too, she wore her extremely sexy six-inch black platform dancer’s shoes. Her night was consumed with men coming up to her and asking her to dance, which she did in most cases. Katrina was a great dancer who was able to “feel” the music and groove to it with extreme ease and sensuality.
