I was nervous. It was only an hour or so till Ray would get here and I was so hyper I didn’t know where I was or what I was doing. This was so surreal. I had a date with the best friend of a man who is one out of the two on my hate list! But ray is very different from his friend C. Unlike C, his honest and caring guy and he’s also very interesting to talk to. We had spent the last few days talking. Just talking and talking and getting to know each other. Mostly we were talking on msn. I don’t think either of us are phone people. I do prefer msn because it’s I find it so hard to keep a flirty or deep conversation going on the phone unless I’m talking to Mad or unless I feel very comfortable with the person I talk to. I had plucked up the courage to ask him to come over though one day and he had, miraculously said yes. Poor H. I’m sure I had been driving her crazy with all my “Do you think he may like me when he….” talk. But as usual, she had been a great friend and stood it out. I was so nervous about this, that I almost set the flat on fire, but luckily we’d managed to stop that developing any further.
The sound of the buzzer made me jump. I was stirring the rice which by now was cooking nicely. I knew it wasn’t him though. I’d met this other girl earlier who worked for TFL. We got talking since she’s Jamaican like Ray and she offered to show me where in my local area, I could get Caribbean groceries. We exchanged numbers and agreed to meet sometime. When I got home I told H about the girl, Kira, and H said that she’d met the same girl the day before and that she was sure Kira was gay or bi. Not long after that, Kira texted me and because she is really cool and because I thought it would be a nicer evening being four in stead of three, I invited her over to, so it was she who buzzed. She brought some wine and she smelled gorgeous. We sat chatting for a while waiting for the diner to be done and Ray to arrive. He rang me several times telling me he had transport issues, but finally, just before 9 he got there.
t first things were a little strange. He’s not the easiest person in some ways to converse with. Not in the beginning anyway. He’s not really that extravert and all smiles like the guys I normally dates the first few minutes were rather awkward. But we soon got the conversation going and the food was ready. He kept complimenting my cooking through the meal.
After dinner I pored some more drinks, but promised myself it would be my last one since I really didn’t wanna get drunk and make a fool of myself, which, as my readers know very well, is what I do when I have one or five too many. The two girls who were sitting on the other couch had started getting all touchy and comfy with each other. I had no idea where the night was going. Wasn’t even sure what he thought about me. Did he like me as a friend as something else? All of a sudden H turned to us and asked “So Ray, are you staying the night?” I could have killed her for asking that question. I didn’t wanna sound like I really badly wanted him to stay the night. But it was all good and I didn’t really stay angry since Ray replied “I don’t wanna over stay my welcome, but I might go to C’s place.” “Well, feel free to stay for as long as you like,” I replied blushing a little and made some comments about H and Kira. “Get going then girl,” H said. One thing that also made me insecure about the whole thing was my shallow person. Kira had whispered to me that he had no sex appeal and wasn’t very good looking, but after having contemplated getting him out, I decided that being shallow would be stupid and unfair to me and him. And even though she didn’t like his looks didn’t have to mean he was ugly.
It didn’t take long for us to take the next step, yet it felt like we had been building up to this for a long time. Suddenly, he was playing with my hair and had his arm around me. He stroked the silky material of my red top and started playing with my nipples through my bra. It felt so amazing! A slight moan escaped me. I couldn’t remember when I’d last wanted someone so much. And I did not only want his body, I wanted his heart too. “Did you think this would happen? Or are you just going a long with it?” he whispered pulling me closer on the couch. “Just going along” I said even though I had hoped this would happen. At that moment Kira came back from having been out a while and I asked Ray whether he wanted to see my room. “I think so,” he whispered as I took his hand and dragged him after me into my bedroom.
I know this is a complete cliché, but ones we were in the room and the door had closed behind us, we held on two each other like we were gonna drown and when I think we couldn’t get any closer together, he pulled me even closer and I held him harder. He is very tall, so when I was standing up, my head was leaning against his chest. He walked us over to my bed and laid me down with him on top of me. He unbuttoned my jeans. I thought this was going too fast. He’d only gotten here three hours ago and I didn’t want him to think I was easy. I said it out loud, laughing at it to sound less serious. “I don’t judge you, I don’t judge anyone,” he said and put his fingers inside my knickers and started rubbing my clit. It felt so good I couldn’t breathe. He started undressing me and I felt so lucky. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. He was impatient. My clothes were off in a matter of seconds as were his. He lay on top of my all naked. His dark skin smelling of coco butter and a very nice aftershave. The combination was driving me crazy. We kissed each other passionately and I traced the outline of his face with my fingers. I figured why Kira didn’t like his looks. His face is, dare I use the word, Negro, and so he has big lips and a broad nose. But big lips are just a good thing really. “Whatever happens here, it’s out secret,” he said. I didn’t reply. I was to busy stroking and kissing his perfect silky skin.
He put his hand back between my legs and started pumping me with his long elegant fingers. I don’t know what he did, but it didn’t take long before I was soaking wet. He rolled on top of me and I was ready for him. He entered me, but with a little bit of a struggle since I was quite tight and his cock was big and thick. His riddim was slow at first, but he soon sped up. He wanted this as much as I did. Then he slowed down again and suddenly his hardness had gone. He was lying on top of me shaking. “I feel as if she’s watching me,” he said. “Who?” I asked. “My babymama. I know she isn’t here, but, I just have this feeling she’s watching me.” He started talking about his babymama who is due to have his baby in five weeks or so. I know her, so talking about her didn’t bother me. I was also sure that it was over so I wasn’t jealous. He told me, not quite how it ended as he wasn’t ready to talk about that yet, but how she had wanted so much money from him in the end and how he couldn’t give her money. So instead of receiving support from him, her ex gives her all she needs. Also, she is under the impression that he uses the baby to make it easier for him to get a visa and apply for dual nationality. It was sad to hear this. Especially since he may not be able to meet his own son when he’s born. But we didn’t only talk about her. He told me he had wanted to ask me out since last summer, that this, meaning us being in bed together naked should have happened last year on our weekend trip to Newcastle. I admitted that I’d been thinking along the same lines and that I thought he thought I was just a stupid snob. “I did think you were a snob when I met you” he admitted. “But actually girl, you’re pretty cool. You just look snobby and talk snobby.”
2But, I started something and I need to finish that off.” He was hard again and this time, he did not seem to think of his babymama. He manhandled me like nobody has ever done. Went hard and fast, sowed down and wined and then slow and hard before he went faster. All the time, he held me tight and kissed me which let me know it wasn’t just a fuck, but something more. It went on for what seemed like and eternity, but then he came. I didn’t, but then I don’t always do that when I sleep with a man for the first time. I felt satisfied though and afterwards he was just lying on top of me, still inside me while I held him. So many thoughts were running through my head and I could tell from his caresses that his head might be preoccupied as well, or maybe that was part of my fantasies, I don’t know.
We snuggled up under the duvet close close close. All the time fastening the grip around each others bodies calling each other sweet names without it becoming too weird. He said how he could see why A kept coming back to me because “He’d not get that stuff nowhere else.
It didn’t take long before he was hard again and I, well, I was definitely ready for a new round. He pushed me on top of him this time and I started riding him. I didn’t manage to get all the way down immediately, so he asked me “Don’t you wanna come all the way down?” It was very cute the way he asked me and I started riding him a little faster. “You’re tight and I really like that,” he said before breaking into me again. This time was different. I was on top and so I was in control. I did things I never thought I was capable of and I didn’t seem to get tired like I always do when I am on top. He loved it I could tell. He said things like “God your good girl!” and he told me to slow down so he shouldn’t come too quickly. I came three or for times before he came. I sat on him for ages. My knees aching but I wasn’t paying attention. We were kissing and after a while, we were just quiet and almost asleep. “I’m a very happy man right now he whispered.
It felt great to wake up with him next to me, giving each other a long hug first thing. “I hope I will get over her soon,” he said, referring to his babymama. “And then, hopefully, I can give you what you want this summer.” He left me feeling great and now, if someone asks me what he looks like, I’ll say he’s the most beautiful out of all my lovers. For the expression on his face the second time we made love and his boldness in revealing how he felt about a few things in his life made him beautiful to me.
