The Mocha Club... A Wife's Awakening

"I...I..."

"The weed sugah." Didi whispered. "Its strong but it just makes everything feel so... real."

"Yeah, its amazing," Fran murmured softly, taking the offered joint from Didi's long, elegant fingers and taking a long hit. Feeling relieved that she hadn't been caught leering at her new friends tits. Didi was right. It was incredibly strong. But it felt fantastic. She couldn't remember feeling so relaxed; so warm and chilled. And something else...that familiar tingle in her loins. God, she had forgotten what used to happen to her libido when she had smoked marijuana. She took another long, deep hit and felt her head begin to flutter. The tingle down there intensified a shade. She was floating now...

"Look at you working that blunt," Didi chuckled throatily. "Damn girl, calm down!"

For the next hour, they chatted, and laughed; sharing Didi's seemingly endless supply of fat joints. They had enjoyed almost a full bottle of prosecco between them; Fran having picked up the tab seeing as she was freely partaking of her new friends weed. She was surprised at just how relaxed she felt in Didi's company. Passing joints back and forth, she listened captivated to Didi's stories, and giggled at her hilarious observations on all of the clubbers around them. And she couldn't help but feel a delicious flutter in her belly when Didi gazed deep into her eyes for long moments. She knew she was a little tipsy, and the strong weed was certainly beginning to take effect. So as she looked at Didi, eyes slightly glazed, passing her the joint, she was struck once again by how stunning Didi was. Those dark eyes, gazing back at her. They made her feel slightly on edge, but in a good way. In a way she couldn't exactly process at that moment.

Neither spoke for a long moment. Until Fran, realising she was staring, broke the spell and gazed towards the dancefloor. The handsome black guy she had noticed earlier was loitering nearby, still dancing but considerably less energetically than before, and was casting sullen looks in her direction.