His name was Terrance. He stood 6’8” and weighed close to 300 lbs and he was absolutely the picture of confidence and force as he greeted everyone in the office that morning. He was the new VP of sales at my dads company. All I heard around the office was how he was a token diversity hire. All I could think when I saw him was that he was a big, burly, beautifully dark black man and that I was glad he didn’t work in our location all the time cuz a guy like him would be too much temptation for me and I couldn’t risk my secret lust for older black men getting out. I stayed to myself and pretended… Читать далее
Who is this and geez is he big
I haven’t posted in a while, but I’ve been reflecting on how drastically different things are now. Less than a year ago I was the picture of the proper little southern girl my parents raised me to be. Be a lady, keep your body and mind pure, and by no means do you ever even think of dating a black guy, much less sleep with one. It’s still the unspoken rule back home except that it’s spoken all the time. 19 years I played by the rules. I didnt even really enjoy sex with the two partners I’d experienced it with (both white of course), so keeping my body pure came easy. Never even allowed my 2 se… Читать далее