BLACK IN HER PANTIES

“My gosh,” Kimberly Hoffs whispered to her husband, “this is the most boring speech I’ve ever heard!” Dale Hoffs simply patted his wife on the arm and turned back to face the podium where the president of his company was droning on about corporate reorganization. Kimberly toyed with her napkin while taking a another sip of her wine before tapping her husband on the shoulder and saying, “I’ve have to use the restroom, I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He waived her off with a nod while she excused herself to the two other couples at their table before slipping out the side exit. As she made her way down the hall she muttered under her breath to no one in particular, “How can anyone talk for so long and say absolutely nothing?!?” Her thoughts were interrupted when a voice from around the corner offered, “I quite agree, that idiot is a sure cure for insomnia!” Kimberly spun around to see who had heard her little out burst and was surprised to see a handsome black man of about forty leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette. He looked slightly familiar, but she couldn’t quite place him. Sensing her predicament he interjected, “You probably don’t remember me, but I met you at the company Christmas party two years ago, my name is Hannibal Jackson.” “Oh sure,” Kimberly replied with a smile. “At the Winston Hotel, right!?!” “You got it,” he said while flashing a killer smile. “What excuse did you use to get out of there?” he added. “Oh, I just said I had to use the little girl’s room,” she giggled. “Same here,” came his reply. “Whattaya say we go together?!?” “Let’s!” she replied while making a decorous bow. The restroom doors were side by side, so after giving Hannibal Jackson a nod and a smile she opened the door and slipped inside. At first she didn’t even notice, but before the door had a chance to swing shut he followed her inside! “W-what are you doing in here?!?” she asked nervously while backing up against a counter containing three sinks. “I thought you might need some help,” he replied casually while flicking his half smoked butt onto the floor. “H-help with what???” she asked thickly. “Ohhhh,” he answered while moving up close to her, “I just was thinking that a woman like you might need some help with her panties.” “W-what ever gave you that idea?!?” she stammered as a pang of arousal rolled through her quickly dampening vagina.