Meet Peterson Jean-Pierre, a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. He lives in an apartment on St. Jacques Street, near the Portage area, which houses lots of Canadian Government offices, a few shops and a bus station. Peterson is twenty four years old and studies applied business at La Cite Collegiale. The brother has ambition, and wants to be a businessman someday. Peterson has a problem which causes a lot of friction in his life. He's got a weird addiction, of sorts...
"I like older White women, forty five and up, no shame in my game," Peterson posted on his dating profile. While Peterson is definitely not the first young Black man to have a thing for White women, he's definitely unique given the age demographic that he favors. For a long time, Peterson's profile went ignored, until he heard back from a mystery lady. That's how Peterson first became aware of Mireille Pelletier, a fifty-year-old French Canadian woman living in the Aylmer area of Quebec.
"J'adore les hommes noirs, I love Black men," Mireille wrote to Peterson, who replied with a smiley face and also included his cell phone number. The two of them then ended up talking for over an hour on the phone. The online spot Interracial Encounters was definitely living up to its name. Peterson and Mireille decided to throw caution to the wind and met at the Rideau shopping center in downtown Ottawa. It was a meeting that would change their lives.
Peterson and Mireille met at the mall's food court, and had a good time, talking for over an hour over Chinese food and Pepsis. Peterson found Mireille quite interesting. At the age of fifty, Mireille stood five-foot-nine, a bit chubby, with long blonde hair streaked with gray, alabaster skin and lively blue eyes. The chubby French Canadian lady looked good to Peterson, who really, really likes older White women. Peterson started to salivate the moment Mireille arrived, wearing a Black leather jacket, red turtleneck shirt, and Black leather miniskirt, with matching Black leather boots. The lady was hot.
"I went to the University of Ottawa a long time ago, college days are the best," Mireille said to Peterson, as he told her about his dreams and ambitions. Peterson looked at Mireille the way a hungry man looks at fast food. The French Canadian GILF looked magically delicious and a certain big and tall young Haitian man most definitely wanted a taste. Mireille sensed Peterson's eagerness, and found it flattering the way he kept checking her out. The two of them finished their meals and went for a walk around the Rideau shopping center. Folks stared at the age gap pair, but Mireille and Peterson did not care...
"I noticed that there were a lot of posts about BDSM on your profile, tell me about that," Peterson said, and Mireille grinned. The sexy French Canadian mature lady told her new Haitian friend about her interest in the world of bondage, discipline, sadism and masochism. Mireille used to work as a professional dominatrix a long time ago, after she lost her cushy job with the Canadian Government but before she got married to an ass hole.
"BDSM is fun, you should try it sometime," Mireille said to Peterson with a wicked grin, and he smiled nervously. Peterson and Mireille went into several stores, enjoying the fact that the Rideau shopping center was open, even though things in Toronto were shut down due to the whole Covid mess. The City of Ottawa, while boring, has fared better than most Canadian cities when it comes to managing the Covid crisis. Peterson and Mireille finished their browsing, and then took the bus back to Gatineau. Once in Aylmer, Mireille welcomed Peterson to her place, a two-story townhouse, and treated him to some Quebecer hospitality...
"Bienvenu chez nous, welcome home, » Mireille told Peterson, and she then gave him a tour of the place. Peterson seemed to get along with Mireille's pet dog Harriet the Jack Russell Terrier, which she took as a good sign. The French Canadian GILF doesn't trust any man whom her dog doesn't like. Mireille still has nightmares about her ex-husband Jean-Paul Tremblay, who used to beat her. He died some time ago from a heart attack. Mireille is enjoying widowhood, and the small fortune that the Tremblay Estate left her...
"You have a lovely place," Peterson told Mireille as they sat in her living room, and watched the popular Canadian talk show Tout Le Monde En Parle. Mireille grinned and looked at Peterson. The tall, dark-skinned and burly young Haitian man was quite handsome, and Mireille couldn't wait to try him out. For a while now, Mireille has been having sexual relations with Black men. She finds them intelligent, sexy, and good company.
"Come to me," Mireille told Peterson in a sexy, bossy tone which he found sexy. Mireille stood up and kissed Peterson, wrapping her arms around him. The two lovers kissed passionately and then continued with their fun in the bedroom. They slipped out of their clothes, and began exploring one another. Mireille grinned as Peterson admired her curvaceous body. With her big tits, chubby body, thick thighs and big round ass, Mireille definitely appealed to Peterson's tastes. The Haitian brother digs big beautiful women, as long as they're White, and over the age of forty five. Nothing wrong with that.
