The Cheryl Cummings Story Ch. 02

Chapter Two – Meet Thomas

Thomas Johnson almost visibly jumped back when he saw Cheryl's picture sitting on one of his employees' desks. A quick check of the nameplate on the desk revealed that the desk belonged to Chris Cummings. Thomas made a quick mental note of that then took another minute to closely scrutinize the picture before him.

She was wearing white tennis shoes, a tennis skirt, and a white-cropped top. Thomas began looking at her innocently beautiful face – perfect white toothy smile and striking straight blond hair pulled into a pony to keep it from getting in her eyes as she played. Her face exuded a friendly disposition; one of innocence and sweetness that seemed to grab Thomas's attention and demand that he keep looking! The next thing that captured his attention was that he could plainly see her beautiful, tanned legs flowing from the skirt which fell just above mid-thigh. The white top revealed a flat/hard stomach, fairly toned arms in which she held her racket, and unmistakably large and firm tits. This girl was not only fit, she was also quite beautiful.

Unlike many of his friends in college, Thomas never really had much of a thing for white women. Being a handsome and eligible young man, he never really found himself without a girlfriend – and they were always black girlfriends at that. However, the lady in the picture was a bit of an exception!

As Thomas tried hard not to gawk at the photo on his employees' desk, he quietly decided that he would do some investigating and find out what he could about this young man who was working for him.

Later that same day, as Thomas was finishing up some outstanding work in his office, he thought for a moment, made up his mind, and paged Shawna his secretary.

"Yes, Mr. Johnson?"

"Shawna, could you pull Chris Cummings personnel folder and bring it to me?"

"Right away Mr. Johnson."

Later that afternoon, at the conclusion of the weekly departmental meeting, Thomas found himself walking out directly next to Chris. This was the first time Thomas really even noticed him, in spite of the fact that Chris had worked in his department for nearly a whole year.

To Chris, his boss always seemed fairly intimidating. He was a very large black man, standing very close to 6'4" tall. And Thomas ALWAYS wore a suit and tie to work. Even on casual Fridays, you would find Thomas dressed to the nines. He belonged to that old school of thought that you really needed to 'Dress for Success'. Since he was always wearing a suit & tie, complete with Jacket, it was really hard to tell many other distinguishing features about him. The suit made him look tall, skinny, professional, and handsome. Thomas tended to be all business, and not the most friendly sort. That's why Chris was really taken by surprise when, upon walking out of the meeting, his boss walked up to him and said:

"Hey Chris how are you doing."

"I'm doing fine sir, thanks. And yourself? "

"So Chris, do you have any hobbies, outside of work?"

"Well sir, one of my favorites is playing tennis. My wife and I love to play several sets each week."

"Oh yeah, where do you guys play?" asked Thomas, his ears perking up a little at the mention of the hot young lady he had been studying earlier in the day in Chris's picture.

"At Maple Leaf Park. They have some pretty decent courts that never seem to be too busy." Answered Chris

"Really? That's where I run nearly every night!" exclaimed Thomas.

"Well maybe we'll run into each other there some night."

"Maybe we will."