If I didn't have bad luck, I wouldn't have any at all.
I have had a few relationships with men of my own color, white, but I preferred to have a black man. I had a relationship with a white guy about 7 years ago and about 6 months before the wedding, I pulled out of the relationship. We were lucky to get our deposits back and I was able to have a clear head knowing that I didn't go through with the wedding.
I have been having second thoughts for about a year after I got engaged because I discovered this great black guy at our company picnic that summer. I had a long engagement with my fiance' because we were having a house built for us and all our furniture was being custom made.
Going to the company picnic was not a favorite thing of most of the employees because it was always so dam hot because they held it in August. I looked forward to it because I was in charge of putting the menu together and cooking for an entire week. I loved to cook and when my bosses tasted my food, they raved about it so much that I offered my services for the picnic. I didn't have to work that week and I was paid for making the food plus my salary and was given a little bonus as well. I did it for the love of cooking and the extra money always was put aside for a vacation or a special treat for myself.
This past year, Jim started to work for us and he was the sexiest man of any color I have ever seen. Mike was nothing compared to Jim and I found myself trying to help him out as much as I can and he appreciated my help. Mike was always getting an earful of how great Jim was and I think he was beginning to get jealous and he didn't even know him.
Jim and I started having lunches together and doing some after work trips to the bar for a drink or two on Friday nights. Mike worked late on Fridays so that worked out. I was really starting to get some strong feelings for him by this time and he seemed to be into me as well. I never talked to Jim much about Mike. I guess I didn't want him to lose interest in me and I was starting to have second thoughts about Mike and I getting married.
One of our lunch hours, we went to this great burger joint and while handing him his soda, I spilled it on his pants and without thinking I started to wipe his pants and I saw his cock start to bulge in his pants. I tried not to look but it was HUGE!! He didn't seem to mind me hands wiping his area there and even smiled. The next thing I knew we were kissing with our tongues and he unzipped his fly and out came the most beautiful cock I have ever seen.
We continued to kiss and make out a bit and he took my hand and placed it on his cock and I started to jerk it and he was moaning and i was getting into it. I stopped briefly and he asked me if I sucked cock and I said I did and he asked me to suck his. Thankfully the park was empty that day - we used to get our lunch and eat in the park, usually in his truck. I went to town on his cock and it was growing and I was enjoying this so much. He whispered in my ear that he had to come and I stopped long enough to tell him that I swallow. What a load - I never had so much cum in my mouth. We were all smiles and then had to head back to work.