**Please Note: This Story is purely a work of Fiction. **
Jeremy and Steve sat at a bar late one evening. Steve's bachelor party was to be the following day. Jeremy was in the midst of a divorce. The two old friends sat sipping vodka and red bull. It was a Tuesday and the place was fairly empty. The bartender was busy flirting with the waitress at the other end of the bar.
"You'll be fine," Steve said.
"I dunno," Jeremy uttered, "it's been so long."
"Yeah, but you always meet beautiful women. Tina is gorgeous and Tracey was very pretty...who was that one you had with you last week?"
"Oh, yeah, she's sweet isn't she? I could really fall for her."
"You fall for all of them that's how you got yourself in this mess to begin with."
"Tracey was so hot though...uh! Why'd you bring them up now? Tina is getting ugly about child support. I can't discuss it - hey I lined up 4 strippers for tomorrow - one of each."
"One of each?"
"Black, White, Latin, Asian."
"3 for you one for me?"
"You really should try other varieties before you hunker down for eternity."
They laughed heartily.
Jeremy was a very tall, skinny, lanky, balding white man with a rather homely face but a sweet, loving demeanor that got him everywhere with the ladies. His preference was for ladies of color. He said it's mostly aesthetic, he just thinks they're prettier, but also, there was a groundedness he did not find in white women. His friends and family never understood but the accepted it. Tina, his ex-wife and Tracy his ex girlfriend were both beautiful, well bread black women. He cheated on Tina with Tracy. Tracy had been a freak in the sack, while Tina had been a dutiful wife but was rather tame. Tabby, his "new lady" as his friends called her, was also black, very well educated from a wealthy family. She was sexy, demure, sharp witted and charming, innocent yet crafty. They all liked her. Steve liked her a lot - though he would never tell that to Jeremy.
Steve was of average height, good looking, chiseled roman features, medium, well worked out build, full head of evenly salt and peppered hair, intense face. He was also white. He only ever dated white women - a lot of them. Many many many of them. He met his current fiancé the same week that he decided that he was tired of meaningless sex. He decided that he would marry her because it was time to get marred. He was almost 40 for god's sake. It never even dawned on him to look at any other race, until he met Jeremy's "new lady".
Jeremy's "New lady", Tabby, was all curves and sensuality. She was a pretty bronze brown with shoulder length hair that she kept pulled back. Deep chocolate brown eyes that drank in the essence of whomever she spoke to. Big, warm smile. She was one of those women who had to be older than she looked but there was no way to tell exactly how old she was. She looked young but she could make all the same cultural reference that people in their late thirties could. Even her feet and hands were pretty, thin, elegant. Tapered, manicured. Her lips were the fullness of a lipstick ad. She was thick but not fat. Full round hips, smaller waist, shapely legs and the biggest natural tits either of them had ever seen. It was the eyes, smile and tits that got Steve. She smiled at him the first time Jeremy brought her around and Steve thought he'd been hit by something - pixie dust? Who knows?
Jeremy wouldn't say where he met her; she wouldn't say either so it had to be the Internet - craigslist or some other embarrassing website, myspace or something. When she spoke, "Pleased to meet you, Steve," low and distinct, smooth, warm, slightly sarcastic. Sexy diction, Jeremy called it. Steve could barely stammer out a reply. His dick got hard just saying hello to her. Her eyes glinted in reply as if she knew. Jeremy fell for her instantly on their first date. She was so hot and smart which made her hotter. She was definitely his type, smaller actually, his X's had been much heavier than she. Tits and wit, that's what he liked best about her. Big brown boobies and a sharp tongue. He was in heaven next to her.
Steve took a sip of his drink "It can't get too raunchy, I am getting married..."
Jeremy laughed so hard he almost fell off of his stool, "Oh! No! You did not just say that! YOU of all people who made sure that I got that lap dance from that scrawny white girl with the hairy pussy at my bachelor party! You smashed my face into that funky over used twat and told me to go at it! Not Too Raunchy! YOU of all people! Hahahahaha! and then and then you got up on the bar, bent that girl over and fucked her up the ass bare back in front of the whole club! Ah hahahaha! Remember? Remember?" Jeremy doubled over with laughter. Steve was cracking up too.
"And then, and then," Steve started, "remember Doug? Doug got so drunk that he passed out with his dick in her mouth! AHAHHAHAH!"
They laughed really hard for a bit then fell silent. Doug died of an overdose five years ago just after getting out of rehab. The air was thick between them for a bit while they remembered Dug and their wild younger days. Jeremy contemplated his ransacked marriage and Steve mused over his pending one. They knocked back the rest of their respective drinks and ordered another round.
"So, tell me about this New Girl" Steve said, cautiously.
Jeremy looked at his dear old friend cautiously. Steve had never asked him about any of his girlfriends before, not even his wife when he married her. He looked him in the eye and said "What's to tell? It's really new. She's great. She knows I'm going though a lot is super patient with me..." Jeremy began.
"Did you fuck her yet?" said Steve, more to his drink than to his friend.
"Umm...Not...Ummm...no...It's..." Jeremy didn't want to tell him.
"You were all over her last week, I thought sure you'd..." Steve said.
"Umm..." Jeremy did not want to answer. He had forgotten about last week.
The previous week Jeremy had brought Tabby to Steve's for a party. She had on a simple, knee length sundress and flip flops, hair back, no make up. She had obviously been in the sun. Her skin was a glowing reddish golden brown color making her look freshly baked and yummy. Her cleavage was everywhere, mashed up and oozing out of the dress. Yet somehow it remained tasteful. There was nothing trashy about her. She looked clean, almost innocent and utterly fuckable.
Tabby and Steve sat on bar stools discussing politics and sipping cocktails. She was very opinionated and funny. They laughed and looked deeply into each other's eyes. He wanted to kiss her so badly, take her in his arms and have his way right there. He couldn't put his finger on it but there was just something about her. He crossed his legs to hide his hard on.
At some point during a very intense turn in the conversation about superheroes and religion, Jeremy came up behind and wrapped his arms around her, kissed her neck and rocked her back and forth. She gently caressed his arm and continued her conversation with Steve like Jeremy wasn't there.
"Oh absolutely there are messiah themes in the X-men!" she started, as Jeremy ran his hands down her sides and pressed his body closer.
