It was six months ago I planned a two week vacation to be all by myself. No work, no going out after work for drinks for shopping until I spent my entire paycheck, no crying of being alone without a man. I saved up for this vacation and bought all new clothes and kept telling myself that this will be a "me vacation" and I wouldn't think of anything or anyone else but me.
I gave myself the royal treatment before I left; haircut and color, manicure and pedicure and a waxing to rid of all my body hair that I do every week for myself anyway. I packed and didn't over pack as a usually do but made sure I brought enough. I treated myself to a limo ride to the airport so I wouldn't have to ask for a ride or leave my car there for two weeks. I did, however, leave my keys to my townhouse with my best friend along with a frig full of food and booze so she could take in my mail and party with others. My only call would be to her to let her know I arrived and she could pass on the word. She would be the only one to have my phone and room number and promised not to bother me unless it was an emergency.
The plane was surprisingly on time and the taxi driver was waiting there to take me to my hotel. The clean air was already getting to me and I made my one and only call and was ready for two weeks of sun, fun, relaxing and having the time of my life.
I had been divorced for about 2 years now and I was getting extra money from my ex so I wasn't bad off at all. I was able to pay my rent, go out whenever I wanted, treat myself to whatever I wanted and still have money left over. My ex was an drinker and an abuser - physically and mentally and I couldn't take it anymore. I took it for 10 years and just decided one day to serve him papers while he was at the office from a hangover after a night at the "boys night out" which was every Wednesday after they got paid.
In the hotel lobby I turned around too quickly and bumped into this huge sexy black guy. I told him how sorry I was and he told me not to worry because he was just fine. He introduced himself to me and I to him and I couldn't catch my breath. He stood about 6'4" and had a shaved head and dimples in both of his cheeks including one in his chin. I love dimples. I figured he was staying in the same hotel so I might run into him again without running into him like our first meeting.
I unpacked my bags and laid down on the big king sized bed in my room and I began to think about that black man and what I would love to be doing with him right now and what I would like him to be doing to be. I was hoping I would see him again and maybe we could talk and get to know each other better. What I thought was going to be a two week vacation from everything, may be a two week vacation getting it on with a sexy black God.
I remembered reading the sign in the lobby that the beach bar had a happy hour from 5:30-7:30 every day and then a meal and a show on Saturday nights. It was Saturday, I was well rested and I was going to shower and go to happy hour. I got out my navy blue and white sundress and sandals with my little white bag to hold my cell and my wallet and off I went. I walked out and was turning the corner and there he was coming out of his room. He had on a white pair of slacks and a red shirt and a gray jacket. He look awesome. I saw a few empty seats at the bar and sat down and I was hoping he would see me and stop for a drink before going about what he had planned.
The bartender made me the most delicious island kind of drink that I ever had; I usually do JD and vodka but I was away and I was going with the flow of the area. He informed me that tonight they were having a seafood buffet all you can eat at 8 and seats were limited if I wanted to be put on the list and I said sure. I love seafood; love my lobster and crab and drowned in tons of that fattening butter. I could afford it now after losing seventy five pounds since my divorce too. I was a size 8 now and not an 18 and I have to admit I loved dam good.
While sipping on my drink, here he came and he sat right next to me. He said he was happy to see me again and asked if he could join me and I said sure. I told him about the buffet and he wanted in too so I told the bartender and told the him to also bring him a drink of his choice. I wanted to make up for the running into him I did earlier in the day. He told me it wasn't necessary and no one was hurt so don't even think about it.
We had a few drinks and he handed the bartender what looked like a credit card and a $50 bill. He told me he had a two week stay here with all things included so he including me in his two week treat he told me. He asked if he could leave for a few minutes before we hit the buffet and told him okay and when he came back, he handed me a check that had the hotel's name on it and it was a refund for my stay as he was picking up the tab on his. I told him that it was very thoughtful but he didn't have to but he insisted.
We had such delicious food at the buffet and got to know about each other. He was married briefly when he caught his wife in bed with his best friend and he dumped her right away and said she was a gold digger and didn't want any part of her and her "drama". I told him about my ex and we talked about our jobs, friends, likes and dislikes and how well we were hitting it off.