The Dark


Part II

It was definably a shady part of town at best. The night club was
located near the docks in the industrial area of town below the
main freeway. This was not the place to be out at night in my
humble opinion.

After taking a couple of wrong turns, I finally found the place.
I looked at my watch and it was 5:30 am. Elba better have a
decent excuse for this one. The outside looked pretty ordinary at
first. The neon sign said "The Portlight" not "The Dark" as the
business card read. I entered the dimly lit club to find a couple
of employees cleaning up.

The place looked like a typical nightclub. The decor was right
out of the 50's. Elba was sitting at the far corner of the bar.
Her hair was tossed and she looked like a slut wearing a expired
looking green skirt and a white blouse. The high cut skirt
revealed her creamy crossed thighs off, her ankles perched in her
four inch white pumps. The ankle straps were unfastened left
hanging gave her the total whore look. Her skirt looked very
soiled as if she spilled something oily on them. The pits of her
blouse were stained in sweat.

She smiled as I sat down beside her. Here was an aging, but
beautiful woman chasing the years back in her mid life. She
looked at my with a child like stare as she pushed her hair out
of her eyes. "Wild night?" She sighed and giggled, but said
nothing as she stood up and gathered up her things.

There was a opening with a curtain to the right of us. I looked
over and Elba grabbed my hand and motioned me away. She suddenly
had a fearful look to her and this made me more curious. "Where's
Rose?" I asked. "She left little while ago"She rattled. "Can we
go now please". Something was wrong here and I was determined to
find out. However, it would have to wait as the employees call
out to us to leave. We walked out of the club. The guys stared
and smiled at Elba as she hurried out. I opened the car door for
her and she got in. Her dress allowed no modesty here and  I
caught as glimpse of dark haired pussy tangled in a crumpled mesh
thong as she did sat down. She looked a bit embarrassed and
adjusted her hem line.

"Shit, that's sexy as hell" I thought as I got into the car,  She
turned and hugged me tightly. While we were embraced, I looked
over her shoulder and noticed Rose's BMW Z4 in the alley at the
back  the club.

I looked again at the plates, it was Rose's car alright. Instead
of confronting her regarding her white lie, I paused and turned
the engine over and pulled from the curb. Elba knew I saw it but
dropped back into her seat.

We pulled over after couple of exits for gas. Elba followed me
with her eyes. I went in to pay and out of the corner of my eye I
saw her sister on her cell phone yelling and waving her hands. I
step outside the cashiering station and she eyed me and ended the
call. She was very quiet when I got into the car. I turned to her
"Okay it's time we discussed what the hell is going on" I kept my
tone calm and awaited her reply.

She didn't want to talk about it further. She was clearly upset.
I grabbed my cell phone got out of the car and called the house
and got no response. I called my wife's cell phone and got voice
mail. It was a Saturday, but a workday for Martha at the store. I
dropped Elba off at her apartment.

She hugged me again. I mentioned I needed to use the bathroom.
She invited me in. She went to the bedroom and closed the door.
That was good enough incentive for me to use the toilet and
leave. I went to piss and as I was about to leave, I heard her
crying. Well, I couldn't leave like that. I knocked on her
bedroom door. I got no reply and tried the door knob. it was
unlocked, so I walked in. She was in the adjoining bathroom with
the door closed. I noticed she had stripped herself of clothes.
Her blouse was thrown on the bed along with her bra. her skirt
was hanging on the dresser. I looked down and found the prize.

There was her recently worn thong curled in a ball.

I picked it up. At first, they struck to the carpet. I knew they
were fresh. There was something about used panties I always dug.
Knowing that a woman's cunt was planted there, touching the
fabric Her daily secretions and scent were imprinted on them.
This example was textbook to the extreme.

Talk about being caked in cum. The mesh thong was sticky to the
touch. Bingo, I hit pay dirt. The thin line of cotton
reinforcement in the crotch section was laced with her droppings.
Her pussy juice had dried to a solid, but fine white crust on the
front side.

There were bits of curly black pubic hairs stuck to it. Further
up the fabric where her asshole would have been, a creamy light
brown streak tinted across material. It was still wet to the
touch. I lifted them to my nose. The odor was unbelievable. I got
hard...

My sister in law's scent was complex and very sexual, but sweet.
This was the mark of a lustful woman. I ran the crotch section
across my face. The tainted perfume of her pussy and anus made me
delirious. I came to my senses and placed them in my coat pocket
for later.

I knocked on the door and she opened it. She looked dazed. She
had a robe on and nothing underneath. I looked past her and she
had some clean undergarments on the sink. "I have to take a
shower, okay" Elba mumbled. She looked away from me.

"That's fine". "I have to go anyhow" I said, knowing that was my
cue to leave. She reached out and hugged me and I turned and
left. As soon as I got to the front door, I reached into my coat
pocket and fiddled with my prize. I smirked and wondered if she
knew I took them. I almost wanted her to know.


I started to drive to the store. There was some explaining needed
here  and I was getting to get the truth even if it hurts. I
reached the store and located Martha.

She was busy tidying up some shelf space with a co worker. She
was dressed causal for the day in a warp around skirt and
sandals. She saw me and ran to  me and gave me a hug. "I'm sorry
if I acted bad last night" She whispered in my ear. Martha seemed
happy and I didn't want to bring up crap that would get us in a
fight. I let it go turned my attention to Rose. Rose appeared out
of nowhere looking stressed out. I guess after pulling a all
nighter, anyone would looked beat.  Did my sister in-law speak to
her earlier? I could assume anything at this point and I figured
we needed a talk. She looked pretty ragged actually. Her business
navy blue dress looked crumpled. I looked down at her nylons as
she paced towards me, I saw a run down the inside seam on her
right leg. It was the same dress she wore the night before. It
amazed me that her long blonde hair and simple makeup always
seemed perfect.

Rose smiled and grimaced at the same time. I told my wife I would
pick her up later and we were going to dinner. She agreed and
hugged me. I walked over the Rose " we need to talk a bit, okay?"

"Sure sweetheart" she grabbed my arm and we strolled out to the
parking lot.

I mentioned the dirty dancing to her and she said Martha got lost
in the crowd and the club was packed. She didn't want to discuss
it out here. Some of her co-workers pasted us and turned to look
at us in a suspicious way. I agreed. She look around and we
strolled to the cover of some willow trees. We were in our own
space. Her strong perfume filled the air. It covered up the sweat
on her unwashed body. I caught a hint of musk on her. She must of
came directly from the club to work.

She looked around and move toward me and kissed me on the
forehead She rubbed her fingers through my hair. Darn, she was
such a good looking woman. Rose took a deep breath and looked me
in the eyes with a tender look. It seemed like all my pent up
feelings for her crystallized in a short moment. She look
concerned and pull always from me.

"Give your woman some space sweetie" She said in a strict tone. I
was puzzled and she laughed. She cornered me against the parking
fence. .

Rose pressed herself up against me and I held her in my arms. She
rubbed my cheek and  stared into my eyes tenderly. She knew how
to work it and did it well. "You were supposed to keep her from
the wolves" I managed to say to her. She massaged her index
finger into my chest as she pressed her buxom into me. "Let her
breathe a little, it's good for her ego" Rose smiled and kissed
me on the cheek. "Look, Bill and I manage fine after all these
years" she laughed. "Martha will always come you back to you".

Rose was a happy person around me. I clearly noticed she was kind
of cold and business like at work. With me, she always looked
happy. I felt a little better and we began to walk back to the
store. "So, you still pull all nighters?" I remarked. She grabbed
my arm and pulled me back. "That depends on you" Rose looked at
me and smiled. I didn't want to ask any more questions at that
point.