My entire life I was kept away from black men. Always told they were no good, they stole from you and knocked you up and took off and all the typical stereotypical stories.
I was dating a white guy and I wasn't really into him but I decided to "use" him to get to go to the prom and other places where the kids would go with their boyfriends for fun.
After graduating from college, a few of our friends were renting a house down the Jersey shore for a month so we pooled our money together and got a great townhouse a few blocks from the beach. I was going on my own since at this time I didn't have a boyfriend and I was quickly getting tired of going out with white guys who cared more about themselves than me even when I was dating them for the right reasons.
I bought some new clothes and swimwear and packed up my car and picked up my friend Julie who loved the shore. I liked the idea that we weren't far from Atlantic City and I would probably drove over there a few times during our stay. All of us are white with the exception of one of our male friends being black and one of the girls also being black. I have always found Gary to be "hot" but never let on that I did.
We got down there and we all started to arrive at the same time. It was a beautiful place and a month away to do nothing but eat, drink, party and do nothing was just what was in order. Gary and I actually haven't seen each other in several months and it was so good to see him. He was looking hotter than ever and I was hoping that he and I would maybe hook up and hang out together.
Everyone was unpacking and taking showers and we were deciding what to do. Everyone decided to party out at a club our first night and the next morning take in the supermarket and load up on some goods to help us through the first week or so. I didn't over pack, but I did bring a different outfit for everyday we went away plus an extra in case. I had everything planned out in my mind and everything had to be coordinated and matched for me from my earrings to my handbag and my sandals, sneakers, etc.
I could see as I got out of the shower that Gary was dressed in white slacks that accented his dark black skin with a purple shirt which he left partially open on the top and a silver chain. I knew that I had a very similar outfit in my wardrobe and decided to dress like him. I don't know why, but I knew it would be the opening of a great conversation.
I had dressed almost exactly like him and there was no way he would know I saw what he had on and neither did anyone else. I walked out last of the large bedroom and I was greeted with ooos and ahhs from everyone. I had just dropped fifty pounds and was looking better than ever. I was always a little heavy, but I decided to watch what I was eating and lose weight without people knowing I was on a diet. I felt good and I could actually see the look on Gary's face when he saw me. He actually looked at me for the first time since we know each other like he would give me a second look.
Julie commented on how we looked like twins and wanted to know when we found the time to call and coordinate our outfits for the evening and before I got to open my mouth, Gary commented that we both had great taste and that great minds think alike. With that I walked over to him and hugged and kissed him hello and we said it has been too long since we were together.
We paired off and we all headed out to the boardwalk and were deciding where to eat and where to party. Gary and I were catching up on things and he told me how great I looked. He wanted to know if I was seeing anyone and I said no and I asked him the same and he said not since last Christmas. He wasn't able to attend my graduation because his was on the same day from a different college. We did talk on the phone and wish each other good luck.
Dinner went well as we decided to do seafood our first night and we would go to the jazz club that was just a few blocks away. We were all having so much fun and I was enjoying being with Gary and he seemed to be with me. The singers were great and there was one that actually saw Gary in the audience and ask him to come up to the stage and sing. None of us knew that he sang and he belted out a few songs like a professional. We gave him endless applause and patted him on the back, hugged him and I hugged and kissed him telling him I never knew he could sing like that. He told me he writes songs too and said he would show me some of his compositions some day soon.