I was a white girl that had it all. I don't mean to brag but I have been one of the lucky ones to have been blessed with it all - beauty, brains, sense of humor, talent - well almost all. I couldn't find a man to satisfy me until I met Jim. I never looked or asked for much and I didn't judge all men for just their looks and size of their banks account. They had to have some brains, a sense of humor and know what it took to make me happy and believe me it didn't take much.
I had a white guy who was on the basketball team (yes he was white and on the team) and he was one of our best players. He stood 6'4" as a freshman and graduated at 6'9". He was also very smart 3.5 grade point average and very handsome. He just didn't know how to treat a woman. He asked me out sophomore year and we went out a few times. We studied together and worked on class projects together and my parent adored him. When it came to the romance department, well to put it in a single word, he "sucked". We started dating in September and you would think by Christmas he would know my likes and dislikes and he bought me a pen and pencil set. His mother bought me a date book. I'm not complaining about the value of the gift but I don't think that it was exactly what I was looking for. I wasn't looking for expensive anything, jewelry or anything but I thought that really stunk. I bought him an autographed picture of his basketball idol Patrick Ewing and it wasn't cheap.
He didn't always pay my way for the movies, lunch or even a date. I broke up with him after we finished our sophomore year. I told him I had to study harder and get a part time job to help pay for college. I didn't because my grandparents set up college fund for me when I was born. I was very smart and he had to know that I really didn't have to study that much.
I had other dates in high school and did go to both my junior and senior proms with the captain of the football team junior year and senior year I went with my best friend's cousin that was captain of his high school football team. I didn't really care for the white boys, but my parents forbid me from dating black ones. We had a few really nice ones in school and one of my crushes was a boy two years younger than me. We were friends but my parents knew nothing of our friendship but we didn't pursue it as I didn't want to disobey them. Big mistake. He has turned out to be a very successful man in the medical field and he makes tons of money. He's married and has 3 children.
I went to Penn State University did very well making the dean's list and graduating 10th in my class. I have my own accounting firm and have a variety of friends, well of all nationalities and races. I have presently 2 accountants working for me, 1 woman and 1 man both white but the white man is moving out of state to take over his father's affairs because of ill health. I was looking and interviewing for a replacement and when Jim, this very sexy, attractive, black man walked in, I was already wetting my undies.
I got his resume' on line and called him to come in for an interview. His voice was deep and sexy but did not sound black. He had all the qualifications I needed and would have hired him sight unseen but tax season was approaching and I had to have a top-notch accountant for the job.
Jim came in and was dressed professionally and acted in the same manner. I was, however, very surprised when my receptionist had told me his was there and I told her to send him in. I couldn't believe my eyes but I had to stare for about a minute when I caught myself. We talked for over an hour and I asked him to dinner to go over the job because I had hired him. He was very excited and happy as well. He had been working for an older accountant who passed away suddenly and his family closed the business 3 months later.
I didn't want to "come on" to him to strongly as I was his boss and I didn't want him to feel that he had to anything "extra" to order to keep his job. I contained myself for the first few months and he was difficult working so closely with and having many late nights with him and dinners out when we were done. He never made a move on me and I knew it was because I was his boss and he was my employee.