Black is Very Beautiful

If you are looking for one of my sex stories move on to another one. This story is about finding true love, the kind of love that stays with you for the rest of your life.

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She walked past me in the local drugstore. What I noticed first was her wonderful smile. I checked out the rest of her body. If a statue could come to life, it was her. Her body was that tight.

She was wearing a maroon silk blouse and chocolate brown slacks. Her brown curly hair was cut short. She was ahead of me in the checkout line. I got an even better view of her Amazon body.

"Next!" the older women clerk said.

She walked over and I was called over to the other clerk. The whole time saying to myself; "Hurry up, guy."

We finally were cashed out and she was just ahead of me, paying more to the parking lot traffic. She crossed in front of me and excused herself.

I told her it was okay and that she should go first. We were parked next to each other. I threw my bag into the car and headed to the hardware store. I turned around and wished her a nice day. She replied the same.

I sort of kicked myself for not telling her that she had a great smile. I thought of a story I heard how God gives us gifts every day. Some of us are too blind to see them. Would I get a second chance?

I found out a week later. I stopped in to get the daily paper and some razor blades. And there she was again. This time a black cotton blouse and tan pants.

I recognized that smile. I wasn't sure if she would remember me but she turned and looked at me. She gave me that toothy grin.

"Hello!" She said. "Nice to see you again!"

"And nice to see you as well!" I said back.

I let her go first in line and we made idle chatter while waiting to be cashed out again. She got done first and she smiled at me and waited by the door. I finally got through and walked over to her.

Thanks for waiting um; you know I don't even know your name? I said.

"It's Jocelyn." She said "And Yours?"

"Mike." I said.

"Nice to meet you Mike" Jocelyn said.

I swallowed hard pushed down my shyness. I asked her if she was interested in grabbing something to drink at the Whole Foods next door.

She agreed and put we put our purchases in our cars and walked over to the Store. We ordered a couple of coffees and talked some more. We really got comfortable with each other.

We exchanged cell phone numbers and then we talked the rest of the night when we went to our apartments.

Since it was the weekend we made plans to take a small hike. I met her at the trail and she was wearing a white "Just do it "Nike t shirt and black nylon warm up pants. I was in my jeans and a gray under amour shirt. We both had on Reeboks.

We took the 4 mile hike and then went off to the local deli to have lunch.

Jocelyn told me of her works dinner dance that she had to attend, but she needed a date. I just smiled and told her, she didn't even need to ask. I would be there.

The next couple of weeks were quite busy at work and didn't get a chance to meet at all. But we talked daily, sometimes during lunch hours or at night before we drifted off to sleep.

The big night came and I drove over to her house. I knocked on her door. She opened it, already dressed to the nines. A powder blue dinner dress that had spaghetti straps, it fell just below the knee, and some 2 inch heeled open toed shows. Her nails paint blue as well. She looked stunning. I gave her an orchid corsage. We walked out to my car and I held the door open for her.

I know that we turned some heads as we entered the country club. I liked to believe that it was because Jocelyn looked so stunning. We didn't care we were like two peas in a pod. We ate, danced, ate some more and then danced some more. The evening drew to a close.

We were closer to my place and I asked her if she wanted to stop in for a night cap.

"Well so long as you don't try to take advantage of me Mike!" She giggled.

"I promise Jocelyn!" I said.

So off we went to my place.

The place wasn't a typical bachelor pad, like some have heard. I liked to keep things in order.

We sat on my couch and I brought in a couple of glasses of red wine. We sipped and chatted. I kept wondering if we would ever run out of stuff to talk about.

Jocelyn asked me if she could use my bathroom.

"I have to powder my nose." She said.

I told her where it was and off she went.

I went into the kitchen and poured us a couple more glasses of red wine. She cleared her throat as she came into the kitchen; I turned around with both glasses in my hands. The sight I saw made my hands shake and I dropped the glasses on the floor, spilling the wine on the floor.

There she stood in just a full white slip. It hugged her tight body.

"That bad huh?" She smirked.

"Not at all!" I managed to get out. Most of my blood had headed south.

It was sort of hard to move but I did and cleaned up the spilled wine. She stood there with a mock scowl on her face.

"Finally!" She said with a sigh.

She came over and kissed me hard, her tongue sliding inside my mouth. I returned it in kind. Taking my hand she led me to my bedroom. I remember taking off my clothes and standing the in my boxers.

She slid the full slip off her body and was left with nothing on but a pair of her white panties. She had no bra on underneath. She didn't need it, her tits were that firm. She had quarter sized areolas and semi erect nipples.

We slipped off the last of our clothes and stood together. My hands around her back, slowly massaging her. She explored my body as well, she reached down and felt my excitement. Soon we were in bed , making love. It was slow not hurried at all.

The sun peeked in the window and hit my face. I turned over to get away from it and bumped into Jocelyn. I reached over and put my arm over the top of her. She turned over and threw a leg over mine. Our day started the same way we had ended it. Making sweet slow love.