I worked at a Marketing/Advertising/Internet/Public Relations/Communications company in SoHo NYC. Where everyone and everything is hip and trendy. Except me.
I'm Steve, 26. I was going out after work with Pam, 25, Bill, 28 and Pam's friend Chondra, 27, from personnel. It was Thursday and we all needed a drink or two and blow off some steam about the downsizing that had happened at our firm.
The company had gone from 135 to 98 people in 2 weeks. Some friends had gotten fired as well as people who, in my eyes, seemed to deserve to get canned.
We had survived. Maybe we had some survivors guilt to get over. Or maybe we just needed to celebrate still having a job during the Great Recession.
I'm white, medium height and slim from running, blues eyes, dark blonde. Pam's normal looking in every way and is my work buddy. Bill's tall and geeky, works in production and has helped Pam and I on a lot on projects.
Chondra was Pam's newest work friend, tall, 6 feet 2 inches tall, broad shoulders, big tits, slim waist and curvy big butt and she was black, with wavy black hair down to her shoulders.
The rest of us were various shades of white. I was the palest shade of white there.
We went to an almost trendy bar a couple of blocks away called "Live Bait". Pam bought the first round of beer and wine. We all toasted to still having jobs.
Then we got into the usual yapping of "my boss is worse than yours", and "my client is more insane than yours", and who's banging who at the office.
Chondra bought the next round, and we all toasted to still having jobs 20 minutes after the first toast. It was funny at the time...you had to be there (and you weren't!).
Around 6:30 Pam had to go meet her boy friend, and Bill had to go meet his boy friend.
I was thanking Chondra for the beer and as an aside, said I was hungry.
"Me too!" said Chondra, "Wanna go have a $25 hamburger?"
"Twenty-five dollars for a burger? Don't they know there's a recession?!" I asked.
"I had one last year and it's better tasting than most steaks you've ever eaten," she said.
"But $25?...OK...OK... Where?"
"About 5 blocks from here, that way," she pointed.
Spring night, days getting longer, hope and growth were in the air.
We walked and talked slowly and laughing at ourselves then at each others stupid things we've done at work.
I'd seen Chondra at work but never talked to her before. She could think for herself and seemed to be a lot of fun and smart, too.
It took about 2 blocks before I noticed she was 3 inches taller than me, had broader shoulders than me and had a beautiful smile and skin.
After 4 blocks I noticed she was wearing a red knee length dress with a wide black belt to accentuate her curves. We stepped out into the setting sun rays crossing a street, I looked up at her face and saw she was a beautiful warm brown color.
"Shit, why have I been pursuing skinny blondes again?" I thought to myself. I want a black woman again. Yeah to fuck and to hang out with and go to trendy restaurants with my friends.
My pursuit of blondes had been half hearted since Stephanie broke up with me last year. She was my first black girl friend.
Skinny blondes were what I'd been after since high school. Had a few girls friends that matched that description. But I became bored with them quick. Relationships that started with a mild bang went to a whimper within 2-3 months, most sooner.
Until I met Stephani at a small rock club I had taken my latest blonde replicant to.
I went to get my skinny date an Appletini or some shit at the bar and Stephani was at the bar. When I saw her big ass and big tits and big lips I forgot all about my blonde beanpole and with a fast growing cock said to Steph, "How are you doing?"
She smiled and started telling me how she was doing. Simple.
2 minutes later we left the crowded bar, and my beanpole of a blonde date behind. We went walking and talking into the best relationship I ever had. It almost lasted a year.
Then her company promoted her and moved her out west. The end. Crap. It still hurt.
Back to Chondra. A lot taller than Steph, darker brown, different personality, more out going. About the only thing they had in common was brown skin. And big boobs and butt. And I hoped Chondra has a deep husky scent like Steph had. Wonderful scent.
Chondra was fresh and funny, laughing at my smart aleck comments and then topping them. Then I'd be laughing my ass off. We kept brushing our bodies off each other as we walked and her hand kept touching me as she talked.
We sat across from each other in a small booth and ordered $15 beers and $25 hamburgers. Only in NYC. Turns out the burger beef used was Kobe beef, raised Japanese style. Or so the menu said.
Did she just rub my calf with hers on purpose or was she crossing her long legs and touched me by accident?
I like to think positive so I chose to think she was playing a little footsie with me. It turned me on. So I got even more interested in her, asking questions about her life.
She liked that, and told me most guys only talk about their big plans and their friends and the latest movies or sports.
The burger was delicious, better than any steak I've ever had. Even shell steaks I've had tasted bland by comparison.
The delicious dark beer was from a belgium abbey and made by monks. With 12% alcohol content, very drunk monks, I guessed.
We were both laughing silly as I paid the bill and we left. Outside we stopped laughing and couldn't remember what had been so funny, so we both broke out laughing our asses off again as we walked.
She was holding on to my arm in a classy way. Was it to steady herself from the powerful beer or...so I asked her some more questions about her hopes and dreams.
We walked aimlessly for 15 minutes when I felt my beer buzz wearing off. I bet hers was too. So I decided I'd better kiss her before I lost my nerve.
An opportunity came up 2 minutes later as we were both bending down a little to look at some handmade women's shoes in a store window.
We looked over at each other smiling at something she said and I slowly leaned in and kissed her on her lips.
She kissed me back.
30 seconds later our tongues were getting acquainted in her mouth. Then in my tongue's residence.
We finally broke off our first kiss after 3 hours, or was it 3 minutes...hell it was timeless.
Both of us had big grins on our faces.
"I wondered when you were going to kiss me." she said.
"Just waiting for the right moment," I replied taking her big feminine hand in mine.
We kissed again this time hugging and rubbing each others backs and heads.
Giving our tongues and lips a rest we walked with big grins on our faces.
Finding a dimly lit spot on the street I pulled her in and we began making out again. I was squeezing her big ass with both hands. She squeezed my slim round ass too.
She could feel my hard cock rubbing on pubic bone. Chondra was pushing back in a rhythm too.
My tongue couldn't go any deeper in her mouth, it felt out of shape for this kind of sexy workout.
I put a hand up under her dress on her butt, then under her panties. She kissed me harder. I slid my hand towards her pussy. She squeezed her ass tight so I stopped sliding. Wow, her big butt got all round like a basketball. Well, maybe not that big. Bigger!
"Don't you think we need to have something to do on our second date?" She asked.
"I have something else in mind," I said.
"I bet you do," she smiled at me.
We kissed some more as I groped her big butt. My other hand went on one of her big boobs. This she liked. Her boobs were bigger than they looked. She hid them well.
Finally we started walking and holding hands and smiling. The world was somehow perfect now. We were in SOHO or the Village somewhere. It was around 10pm.
