Kim was a pretty woman in her late-twenties. She was married to a long-distance trucker named Larry who was seldom home. Kim was sure Larry loved his truck more than her and she didn't care much for Larry either. Kim got pregnant she was still in high school. Now that her youngest child was in grade school, she wanted to get an education.
Larry thought she should stick to raising the kids, watching game shows and meeting his needs after a road trip. When Larry played linebacker in high school, he was a fit 220 pounds. After living for years on colas and truck stop food, Larry weighed 280 pounds. Most of it was fat. The rest of it was bullshit. Kim, on the other hand, carried her 120 pounds on a 5' 8" frame. She worked hard to keep her good looks.
She worked hard at other things too. It took a few years, but Kim finally got her GED. By waitressing, she also saved enough to get herself into community college, but the college was too far away to commute. Her sister offered to take the kids during the week, so Kim rented a room in a boarding house close to the college. Larry fought about the decision, but Kim was determined. Larry could fend for himself when he wasn't on the road, or go fuck himself. Either option worked for Kim.
The first few days of college were exciting. She didn't stand out much from the other students, but she was self-conscious about her age and her background. She went to events organized by the college and started to make new friends. That is how she heard about an off-campus party that was open to all.
Kim spent Friday afternoon getting ready for her first party in years. She shaved her legs nicely and trimmed her bush. She debated whether to wear jeans or a skirt and decided to go with the black skirt to show off her long legs. Under it she wore pink panties and a matching bra. Over top of that she wore a pink blouse. High heels finished off the look, and Kim thought the look was hot. Kim wasn't looking to get laid, but she didn't want to go to a party without getting noticed either.
Just before the party, Kim and friends met at a bar to have a bite and down a few shooters. She was shocked by how some of the other girls were dressed. After some teasing from the other girls, Kim undid one of the buttons on her blouse. On the way to the party, the girls smoked a few joints and talked about how they were hoping to hook up with some good-looking guys.
Kim never really drank a lot after she got pregnant and she never smoked dope, so by the time she arrived at the party, there was not much left of her inhibitions. Without further encouragement from the other girls, she undid another button on her blouse. Larry would have been furious. Fuck him.
The place was packed with people and the music was thumping. In no time, the girls were all up dancing and Kim quickly lost track of them. She soon met a guy by the name of Jevon who took a great interest in her. Kim had never really spent any time in the company of black men, but Jevon was really good looking and willing to match her dance for dance. He also kept filling her glass.
They talked a little between dances, but the music was so loud that Jevon and Kim had to lean close to hear one another. Of course this meant that Jevon and Kim were touching each other a lot, and it was clear that neither one of them minded the playful physical contact one little bit. Jevon often had his hand on Kim's arm or her waist. Kim found ways to send little signals to Jevon too. When he would lean in to say something, she would lean forward, sometimes resting her hand on his waist and drawing him subtly nearer, and sometimes pulling him close enough that her breasts would brush up against his chest. Kim knew her husband Larry would be shocked. Fuck Larry.
Jevon also learned a few revealing things about Kim: that she was unhappily married; that she had two kids; that she was new to town and alone; that she was worried she might be losing her looks; that she had never been with a black man. Jevon assured her that she looked fine to him.
To make his point, he held her at arm's length and complemented her on how great she looked. She blushed. Then, he backed Kim up against the wall and moved so close that their lips were almost touching. If Kim wanted to pull away, this was her chance. Even in her drunken haze, she knew she was about to cross a line. Jevon then gave Kim a long, wet kiss which she returned. They stood there for a minute or two just kissing, bodies tight together and swaying to the rhythm of the music.
It had been years since she felt such animal stirrings in her loins Then Kim wrapped her arms around Jevon's neck. She meant this as an invitation for his hands to discretely explore. Jevon, however, was not feeling discrete. One of his hands found its way under Kim's blouse. Kim gasped at the touch of a man other than her husband, but she did not move to stop him. Jevon then moved his other hand under Kim's blouse. Jevon waited for a negative reaction, but got none.
"Do you want to go somewhere alone?" asked Jevon.
"Yes," whispered Kim.
With that, Jevon then led her by the hand through the crowded room in search of a quiet place. Jevon found an upstairs bedroom where a few people were smoking dope. Kim was feeling horny, but she was also feeling the effects of the booze and the drugs, so it didn't take much to persuade her to lie down on the bed. Jevon then convinced the others to smoke somewhere else and then he lay down next to her. He knew that Kim wouldn't resist his advances. He began kissing her. She kissed him back.
"How does that feel?" he asked as he caressed her face.
"Nice," she replied.
He showered her face and neck with more kisses. Then he let his hand roam about her mid-riff. Kim knew she was being naughty. She knew she should stop Jevon. Instead, she lay there, yielding.
