Couples Night

I slipped my hand in her leather pants...they were tight....I then unzippered them slightly...She was wearing black and white striped string bikini panties...I pressed my hands into her warm inviting womanhood...She moaned loudly...."Ohhhhh Robert...Roberttttt..ouuuuuuu....we shouldn't do this..not here." she whispered softly..but I didn't stop...She unzippered my trousers and began softly rubbing my now erect penis...I gasped, just a little bit...We began kissing , french kissing and continuing to play....Finnally she stopped me..."Okay Robert...whewww..we gotta stop this.....We are closer to your house....let's go there." she said. "Oh Brooke, Brooke, I don't know if I can wait that long.." I moaned... "Ohhhhhh Robert.." she moaned.

I awakened with a startled jerk....I turned and looked at Bonita sleeping soundly beside me...We had just finished a "nooner" , an afternoon of wild and crazy lovemaking....and here I was in bed next to her, having a daydream, if you will about Brooke Taylor...The sexy guitarist from San-Francisco. I was dreaming about our encounter in Josie's Bar that night...It had led to us going back to my spot and having ourselves quite a night...which followed over into the next day.

We were going to Chess and Chris's Block party tonight...I kind of wished I was going by myself...Brooke Taylar would be playing guitar right after Rob "Downtown" Brown's set and I kind of wanted to see her one last time for myself..or was it by myself... I pulled the covers down and looked at Bonita's sexy body...I felt myself getting rock hard again...Bonita woke up and stared at me...

"Oh my God Robert...you're a machine..I'm exhausted..Come on now...Don't you think about anything else?" she asked yawning...Well I did think about the practice of the law..My name is Robert Foxworth, I'm an attorney at law.

A few hours later, Bonita and I were standing in the crowded parking lot, looking at the stage...Downtown Rob Brown was preparing to open the show..He was playing a few riffs on his trumpet and the house band was doing a soundcheck.

"Evening counselor" said Kevin Morris, who was there with his wife, Sepia.

"Hey Robert, what's up gurl?" laughed Sepia slyly...She know doubt knew what we had been up to..she looked at me and shook her head and continued to laugh.

"What's goin on Kev?" I said, ignoring his wife....

Sean Jackson ,Kevin's work partner and main man was also there with his wife, Sheila..as was to my surprise, the newly married Pastor John Struthers and his much younger ,but foxy wife, Rita Gordon Struthers.

This looked every bit like a couples night...My protogee' Chance Howard was there with his girlfriend Cherish and Blake was there with Anita Jenkins...Paris , Blake's room-mate seemed to be the only one there without a date.

From a distance , I saw fellow attorney, Conrad Nelson and his wife, Jill and Deacon Larry Weatherford and his wife ,Victoria Jenkins Weatherford.. Clerow and his very pregnant wife, Cora-beth was there as was Cock Robbins and his wife Vanessa. Finally standing in the crowd, alone and looking great was Brooke!!! Sweet Brooke... I wanted to talk to her, but I was with Bonita....and I wasn't about to lose Bonita...I hadn't felt this way about a woman since I'd been married..and both of my marriages seemed ages ago...

Speaking of my ex-wives...They were out tonight too, Lt.Sissy Van Buren, My first wife was there with a tall slender and well dressed gentleman who I had never seen before and my second wife Corrine was also there with her new husband.. Somehow ,I had to figure a way to ditch Bonita ,if only for a short while and get to Brooke...

It didn't take long..Kevin and his wife Sepia and Bonita were standing in line waiting for some hot food platters that were being served by employees of Mabel Jenkin's soul food joint...Mabel herself was holding her boyfriend, Kerry "88" Moore's hand and walking toward a seat next to Cora-beth and Clerow.While they were diverted, I walked over toward Brooke...

"Hello Robert, how are you doing?" she said.

"I'm doing good...and as usual, you are looking as lovely as ever." I said with a wink!

"Thank you..." she said, almost blushing.."I can't wait to see you perform your set tonight." I said ,looking rather sheepish.

"I've got a tough act to follow..Downtown Rob Brown and his quintet are on first..I saw them when they were in San-Francisco..they were really good. That house band is incredible..." she said.

"Yeah, Gus told me that Symphony Sam put them all together.. Say...where are you stayin?" I asked in a conspiratorial whisper..

"Ahhh,Robert....That's what I uh, er have to tell you." she said.
Just then, I heard a deep voice...

"Brooke? Brooke baby...Ohhhh there you are, I brought you a fish platter and a coke." came the voice. It was a tall ,honey brown skinned man whose hair was just starting to gray...He was about six feet ,four and well chisled.. Well dressed too.

''Robert, this is my fiance, Cully Worthy...Cully...This is my friend, Robert Foxworth..He's an Attorney also." she said.

"Fiance?" I said. "Friend, Robert?" I thought to myself. When had she gotten involved, much less engaged to somebody? I thought.

"Pleased to meet you Mister Foxworth....Is this your first night out ?" he asked.

"Uh yeah...I heard Reed Nelson and his band really put on a show last night." I said.

"Yes, Sorry I missed them...but they'll be on again in two days." he said.

"Well Robert..It was nice seeing you again...We'd better go to our seats dear." she said and kissed Cully in the lips, right in front of me....For the second time I was crushed...I watched them walk away and then I heard my name being called...

"Robert!!, Robert!! Oh there you are honey...I bought you a platter...I didn't know what you wanted, so I got Fish and Chicken for you...is that alright?" said Bonita.I smiled at her and kissed her on her forehead....

"That's plenty fine." I said.I put my arm around her and drifted into the crowd....I sat in the row with Kevin and Sepia, Sean Jackson and Sheila, Clerow and Corrie, Mabel and 88 , Pastor Struthers and Rita, Cock Robbins and his wife, Vanessa among others.

Downtown Rob Brown had just finished his set to wild applause...Brooke Taylor and her trio entered the stage....As they played, I eyed her fiance...He looked like a good enough dude...He seemed to genuinely care for her and only her...In that, he was a better man than I...perhaps , one day..I'd manage to be a good man like him!

(To Be Continued....)