I'm a black buy with my story to tell. I have had my share of women and no one has ever affected me the way Joan has. I have been know as a "bad boy" for many years and Joan changed all that for me.
I was jock in high school and everyone knew "Big Jim" one way or another. I was always good at all my sports because I worked hard at it and it gained me the attention of many women of all races and sizes and shapes and believe me when I tell you, I had them all.
I got myself really deep into drugs as a freshman in college because I was injured pretty badly in our football game and I got addicted to those nasty pain killers. I then met up with the wrong crowd and I was mixing them up with other pills to keep me alert during school hours and keep me up late at night enough to get my kicks with the chicks if you get what I mean.
There was this very loose girl on the cheer squad and we became really close. She had her own idea of pills and booze and we became fast friends. She also had the entire squad meet my teammates and we all became fast friends. We did the drugs and the booze and the squad was whores for the team. They each went from guy to guy and sucked more cock and swallowed more cum in one season than some people get in a lifetime.
We played great games and won two championships while I was at the school and the last year I broke my collarbone and I was out for the year. It didn't stop me from partying or drugging but then I realized that my career as a pro was over. I had to break my ass studying and I hooked up with a smart girl who would do my homework for me and allowed me to pass and didn't have to take any finals in some of my subjects. I wasn't dumb but I was a little messed up after doing all the wrong stuff.
After graduation, I lucked out and got a great job offer and believe it or not, I am still with the same company, cleaned up my act and now am the manager for one of the smaller branches of our company. I had myself a great, well I thought she was great woman, until I found out she was playing with my friend on my business trips out of town and catching them in the act ended what I thought was something good.
I went to the bar the following night and was going to go back to drinking again and didn't want to loose my job because I'm making great money and I had great people working for me and did their jobs and always made me look good. I did, however, make it known if someone else did what the bosses were pleased about and they were taken care of with a bonus or a raise and I got a bonus for showing them the way.
As I sat by the bar, in walked in this beautiful strawberry blonde hair Goddess. She was a knockout with the shoulder length hair, nice large titties, which were one of my favorite woman features and dressed so neat and matched all her clothes and accessories. I was so lucky that she sat next to me and smiled at me as she did.
How funny is it to see this beauty and have her order the same that I was having - a cold Bud and a shot of JD. She most have been here before because she and the bartender were having a conversation and he asked her how she was feeling now and she said better and thanked him for listening to her story the last time. He asked her if he rid of the creep and she said she did and kicked him out on his "sorry white ass" and kicked him with her big white foot.
Didn't want to catch her on the rebound from what sounds like a loser, so I just took it easy and waited to see if she made any moves or made any attempts to talk to me. Not soon after I had ordered my third beer, she turned to me and said hello and told me her name was Joan. I said hello to her and told her I was Jim. We talked about the beer and the day and just start talking like to old friends.
We end up eating dinner together that night and then going over to listen to the jazz singer that was towards the back of the dinning area and shared more talking and some dancing. Laughter and talk was what it was all about with us. I wanted to kiss her so badly, but didn't want to chase her away. I don't think she was racist or why would she spend all her time with me that night I thought but I wanted to take it slow.
After the last dance of the evening, Joan gave me a kiss - right smack on my lips and then she smiled and winked at me. We went to pay our tab and she handed me a piece of paper. On the paper was her phone numbers (home, cell and work) and her address and she asked me to call her and we could hang out again because she had a great night. It wasn't the booze talking I could tell because we only had one beer more and just talked and danced. I wrote down my numbers and address too and gave it to her.
I walked her to the car and told her that I had such a good night and thanked her for sharing her night with me. We ended up in a huge bear hug and exchanged one of the most passionate kisses I have ever had with any woman ever before. She had a huge smile and I could feel mine getting bigger. I told her I wanted to follow her home to make sure she got home okay and she allowed me to.
We arrived at her place and she invited me in. I didn't make any moves on her or she on me and we just talked and laughed. I started to make say I had to leave and she and I exchanged another kiss and I was in heaven. She asked me if we could meet tomorrow night being it was a Friday night and I said yes. I told her to allow me to pick the place and I would pick her up about 7:00 and she was thrilled.
She asked me to call her when I got home so she would know I arrived safely. We ended the night with a huge hug and a kiss and by this time our tongues were doing the talking for us. It was great.
I called Joan when I got in and we talked for about a half and hour and then hung up and we told each other to have a good day at work and told each other to call if we had a chance to talk. I went to bed that night with a smile on my face and a semi-hard on. I knew she did that to me and I didn't want to rush into it. She was too nice to take advantage of. The old me would have thrown her into bed and screwed her brains out and probably would just want her as a sex toy and nothing more. The new me wants to take it slow.