When I was growing up my father took a job as a lawyer in a small Caribbean country with a large off-shore tax haven business. We lived an idyllic life with a beautiful house, pool, and plenty of domestic help. The population was 80% Afro-Caribbean with the remainder white and a smattering of Indians and other Asians. Everyone mostly got along with each other but for the most part there were separate white and black social circles. When I got old enough I was sent away to English boarding school but during my summers I would come back to visit my family. It was at that time that I became friends with the daughter of one of the leading black politicians of the country. Her family was one of the few that freely socialized in white circles.
Tanice, as my friend was called, was a coffee colored girl with deep brown eyes and a winning personality. I'd always wanted to sleep with a black girl but never been turned on by any. Tanice was shaped quite typically for the island, heavy built with large breasts and bubble behind with a little extra around the middle. But perhaps because I wasn't into her physically we were great friends and hung out a lot. We joked that I was her island brother (she didn't have a brother) and she was my island sister (I don't have a sister). We knew all about each other's sexual escapades and likes and dislikes. In fact, I'd set Tanice up with her long-term boyfriend, Dave, a white friend of mine from my middle school days on the island. Tanice always said she would return the favor someday.
Several years later and I was in university in the UK training to become a lawyer like my father. To gain work experience, I'd decided to come home and clerk for a local judge that my father had introduced me to. But before the clerkship I was planning on taking a month of for some well-deserved rest and relaxation from my punishing study schedule. I'd always wanted to learn to dive and had sign up for a course with one of the bigger dive shops on the island.
Just before my return, Tanice called me to say that she thought she'd identified a perfect candidate for me to "go black" with but added with a giggle in her voice that 'once you go black you never go back." An older cousin of hers called Alesha was back on the market after her fiancé had run off with another woman. Tanice told me she was on the rebound and I'd make a perfect way to forget about her worries. Alesha was 32 so I'd be her toy boy summer romance and when the summer ended we'd just have fond memories. Small world that it was Alesha was also a lawyer and was working for the same partnership as my father. She'd taken a temporary leave of absence to come to terms with the breakup.
Tanice describe Alesha as a black girl caught in a white girls body - all her features and body shape were Caucasian but her skin was a rich cocoa color. Tanice also knew I liked girls on the skinner side with smaller breasts. Once I got to see a photo of Alesha in a bathing suit, courtesy of Tanice, I realized she was just my type. So we set about planning the seduction. First Tanice would get together with Alesha and casually suggest that she do something to keep herself busy during her leave of absence like taking a diving class with her. Then Tanice would invite me to a casual beach party with her friends to which Alesha would also be invited. I'd get to meet her and discover that we were all in the same class together. Then Tanice would bow out from diving due to an unforeseen medical condition and with the coast clear I'd swoop in and win the prize.
Well it all worked pretty much according to plan. Tanice invited me over to her parents' place on the beach where a small group was having fun drinking and swimming. When I arrived at the house a tall black girl came out of the water in her bikini and I realized it was Alesha. Tanice introduce us and I got to chat casually with her while we ate dinner off the barbeque. Alesha seemed sad and a bit at loose ends, no doubt caused by the breakup. It was during this time that I 'discovered' she was taking the same diving class with Tanice that I was. I had to keep hard from staring at her luscious body and keep my eyes above her breasts. We agreed to meet up with Tanice and drive over together to the dive shop in the morning.
Well the next morning, Tanice came down with a terrible head cold, what a surprise, and it was just Alesha and me that went to dive. It was obvious that we should buddy up during the training since neither of us knew anyone else in the class as most everyone else were tourists. The book learning was easy for us both but just to make sure that we had mastered the material I suggested we quiz each other over a drink at a local bar. Alesha happily agreed and I got to stare into her eyes while being asked about the signs of decompression sickness and the like.
After a couple of test dives in a pool that was part of a local resort, we headed out to the open ocean for a shallow dive along a reef. Alesha seemed a bit nervous and I took the opportunity to hold her hand and reassure her that everything would be fine and I'd take good care of her as her buddy. We tested each other's equipment to make sure it was set up right and then on the instruction of the divemaster went over the side. Letting the air out of our BCDs we slowly drifted to the sandy bottom. Alesha and I were by far the most natural first time divers and found ourselves at the bottom before any of the others. We made hand signals to each other to make sure each was OK and checked our air gauges. Then it was off to explore for 20 minutes. Alesha took the lead and we went around the reef each pointing out colorful fish, coral and sponge life to the other. Finally it was time to ascend and take a 5-minute safety stop and debrief on the boat.
Once Alesha took her mask off she gushed about he feeling of weightlessness, the beauty of the reef, and simply how much fun she had had. It was wonderful to see her so animated and happy. Right around then I started to feel really bad about my secret seduction plan and realized I was really taking advantage of the situation. I resolved to be a gentleman and just try and be friends with Alesha rather than bed her and go back to England leaving her unhappy and feeling used again.
A few days later we were on another deeper dive. It was funny to watch my skin turn a sickly yellow as the deeper water filtered the sunlight above. Alesha look gorgeous in any light! This time we were going to swim in-between some large coral formations and get used to diving in deeper water. Everything went well for the first part of the dive but then Alesha got her tank stuck between two of the formations. She rapped her tank get my attention and I rushed back to her. She was wide eyed and frantic. I held her hand got her to relax and then went about freeing her tank from the coral. It took a minute or two but she was free. On the way up I noticed her tank was nearly out of air because of her earlier heavy breathing. So we shared my tank and regulator buddy breathing on the two safety stops.
Once out of the water, Alesha gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek thanking me for saving her. The instructor debriefed us and said that we had done everything just right. 'Textbook' was the work he used. As I was the hero of the hour, Alesha just had to share her daring rescue with Tanice and her parents. For her part, Elsa, Alesha's mother, was getting quite interested in who this white boy was that her daughter was taking classes with and decided that this was the time to get to meet me.
So the next thing I knew I was over at Alesha's parents house at a formal sit down dinner with Alesha, her parents, two sisters and Tanice. I had to say I was a little nervous but Tanice kept saying such nice things about me and Alesha was gushing about her knight in shining armor so I was let off lightly. But not before Elsa had discovered who my father was, what I was studying, and where I was planning to live after graduation. Now Alesha's two sisters were very different from her. Her older sister, Victoria, at 34 was heavy and rounded with large breasts and huge bubble butt. Her younger sister, Beth, at 24 was the lightest skinned and could almost have been mistaken for a white girl. The only hints of her African heritage were her wide nose and thick lips. While both were pretty in their own ways, I was not remotely interested in them as compared to Alesha. Also it was pretty clear that Alesha's parents thought it was fine to socialize with white boys but not to marry them.
