I lost my virginity when I was 18 years old to a much older man. Patrick was a friend of my father's. He was also black which would have been all the more scandalous in small town America in the 1980s. He lived down the block from us in a quaint neighborhood in New England. Patrick worked at a local manufacturing plant as an engineer. He was 42 and married when he seduced me but make no mistake, I was a more than willing participant.
The first time we had sex was in his bedroom. He and his wife, Cheryl had no children and she was an ER nurse at a nearby hospital. She worked overnights and slept during the day.
Patrick often caught my eye at neighborhood functions. He was tall and very fit for his age. He played basketball and lifted weights to stay in shape and I would be lying if I said I wasn't very attracted to him long before we ever hooked up. I often fantasized about him when I was alone. It was surely a school girl crush but I knew by the way he looked at me that my desires were not unrequited.
I was helping out my cousin delivering her girl scout order to people on our block. Patrick answered the door shirtless, wearing just a pair of basketball shorts, which in 1985 were very short. I was shocked to see him like that and I was a stammering mess but Patrick was calm, cool and collected. It was a warm day and I was rather sweaty so he invited me inside for a drink and I quickly accepted his offer.
"Sorry about my appearance I just got back from a basketball game and I was about to step into the shower," he said as he led the way to the kitchen. He turned around and smiled when he caught me looking at his sexy round ass. I could feel the sexual tension in the air and my cheeks were burning and red with embarrassment from being caught looking at his butt.
"You like that view don't you Laura?" He asked in a low, sexy voice and my breath caught in my chest. I couldn't believe that he was calling me out like that and I didn't know what to say so I said nothing.
"I've seen you looking before. Do you like my ass?" He was looking into my baby blue eyes and smiling knowingly. I was still to shocked to speak but I did nod. There was no use denying it. I knew he could see right through me.
"Have you ever been with a black man?" Patrick asked as he continued to hold my gaze. My lips felt dry and I moistened them with my tongue before I spoke.
"No sir," I replied honestly, but I didn't tell him that I'd never really been with anyone. I'd fooled around with boys and I'd had a few boyfriends who had felt me up and I'd given hand jobs to. I'd even sucked on one dick but I'd never had real sex.
He grinned and nodded at the formality of my response. I didn't know it then, but Patrick was a very dominant man with an affinity for Bondage and Dominance and he took my response as a sign that I was submissive.
"Do you want me to take my shorts off?" He asked as he peered into my soul. My mind was spinning and I felt like I was drunk and disoriented.
I did, so I nodded but that wasn't what he was looking for. His pretty brown eyes narrowed and he cleared his throat. He sounded stern and very sexy when he told me to say it out loud and I smiled. I wasn't sure why but the tone of his voice and the firm look in his eyes turned me on.
"Yes please," I said with a smile. My heart was racing and I had a tingling between my thick thighs. I was a slightly chubby girl with full hips and big boobs but my stomach was still flat and toned. My strawberry blonde hair was wavy and reached the middle of my back.
Patrick took my hand and led me down the hallway. He lived in a one story ranch style home and it was a short walk to his bedroom. I couldn't believe what was happening but I was happy it was and I followed him eagerly into his room. It was a fairly large room with his and hers dressers and a king sized for post bed against the back wall. On what was clearly his wife's dresser there was a 19" television and a VCR in front of a full width mirror. Once we were inside Patrick closed the door and slid his shorts down his strong muscular legs leaving him in just a pair of tiny red bikini brief underwear. His perfect round butt was encased in tight cotton and when he turned to face me I saw a huge bulge in the front of them. His cock and balls looked enormous and far bigger than the teenage boys I'd fooled around with. I couldn't take my eyes off his dick and I could feel the heat from his stare. My lips felt dry again and I licked them to keep them moist.
"I look pretty good for 42 don't I?" He grinned and I nodded.