This is a short description of a story which I wrote a few years ago, itis meant to just set the scene and explain about the characters withinit. Hope...fully it might also whet your appetites for me to publish ithere; I would appreciate your comments.This story is about a young man, Richie, happily married and in lovewith his wife, Linda. She was a very rich young lady, an heiress ofsorts, having been left a fortune when her parents had died in an aircrash. Now Richie had a foolish secret habit. Music played from several performers in the corner, a light tone that blended in with the background.“Welcome, welcome,” a man said, rushing up to us, his hands rubbing together before him. A gleam of sweat across his brow. He swallowed, his eyes darting too and fro. “How can I—”The atmosphere in the bar changed and the music suddenly became bold and exciting. A drum beat, accompanied by the flute, filled the room with passion. A woman stepped up on the central table. She had skin darker than I. His knees cracking this the sudden weight placed on them.She jumped and swang around at the sound, her large bare breasts bounced as she went to cover them. “Hmm no point hiding them love.” He croaned out.“I'll scream!” She moved away.“Oh I hope you scream, but in a more pleasuring kind of way.” He boxed her tiny body in, making sure she couldn't move.“What do you want?” She whispered, her light brown eyes wide with fear.“You, I've always wanted you.” He leant down and took a deep breath. " she goes on as i stop her pointing at my cellphone 'what pictures were you taking? she catches on suddenly'well Barbie, in there as i was liking your tits, and you were grabbing me so tightly your secret seems to have popped out i say as i point downward to her skirt. She looks at me slightly and then follows my finger down as she looks down and catches herself with a giant oversize boner!"she immediately gets her purse and covers herself up "oh dear, i I didn't think that would happen, I.