Sounds of laughter and champagne glasses clinking together mingled with the ocean breeze. Nynia looked around at all the expensive designer suits and tried to breath through the thick haze of expensive cologne that did little to hide the true stench of the people. She watched as her friend Micah walked up to her, the main reason why she was at the party anyway. They were both beautiful women, but that's were the similarities ended. While Micah was day, Nynia was night with cocoa brown skin and eyes to match. She was an easy 5'6'' with curves in the right places. Her 36 C breasts were a great asset and not to mention she had a great ass to match.
"What are you doing over by yourself?" Micah asked, "Why aren't you mingling around with all the other men it's not as if you aren't the sexiest thing at this party!"
Nynia had to agree to that, but it didn't help that she was virtually the only black woman at her friends' engagement party and the men were busy being distracted by pencil thin white women. Nynia smiled at her friend, "Micah I would mingle, but I don't think these boys can handle what I can give them considering it has been a good 3 months since I've had any. I'm liable to attack!"
They both laughed, but in reality Nynia was tired of the same men coming up to her and ogling her from head to toe and expecting her to lay on her back underneath them for 5 minutes of unsatisfying sex. She watched as her friends' fiancée walked over to Micah and kissed her. Now that's what I want, Nynia thought to herself, Why can't a man look at me with love and adoration in their eyes?
"I'm going to go enjoy the view while you two make puppy eyes at each other." Nynia said to them as they laughed she tried to tell herself that she was happy for her friend, but in reality she wanted for her friend had, she was tired of being lonely.
Nick Brooks observed the crowd with the same enthusiasm as a trip to the dentist. He hated the parties were the women only saw him as a dollar sign; he gazed over at his friend Kevin. Thank God he got a beautiful woman that's interested in more than his checkbook, he thought to himself. She was a beauty no doubt with honey blond hair to the middle of her back and gold green eyes, but to him she was just average. He was looking for a change and it wouldn't be hard considering he was every ladies dream. He was 6'6'' purely muscle thanks to working on the family farm. He had thick blond hair and blue-gray eyes along with dimples to make even an old lady wish she were younger. It didn't help that his father was pressuring him into finding a woman and "making him some grandbabies before he hit the dirt." Then he saw her, the most beautiful woman standing at the balcony looking at the horizon. The emerald dress barely reached her knees, but blended perfectly with her cocoa brown skin. Dark curls fell just a little below her shoulders, he thought about what it would feel like to run his hands through those curls while he pounded into her curvy ass from the back. Just thinking about it made his mouth water for a taste. Hell what's the point in wondering when I can know the real deal, he thought as he walked over to the woman.
