He arrived early for their scheduled meeting and sat in his car sweating profusely. He wasn’t sure he could go through with it; terrified at the thought of meeting the Ebony goddess of his dreams. Part of him wanted to turn around and leave and never look back but this was the opportunity of a lifetime. He had jerked off and fantasized about an opportunity such as this for a very long time.

At exactly 8:00 he rang her buzzer. She lived in a luxury condo like he’d never seen before. She opened the door and welcomed him in. “Hello it’s a pleasure o finally meet you. Please do come in.” Her home was just as lovely as she was. She was wearing a silk dress the color of cinnamon and complemented her mocha colored skin. It hugged the curves of her body perfectly and showed off her magnificent behind as she walked in front of him to invite him to sit. She was gracious, “Would you care for a drink to calm you down, you look nervous.”

He shook his head, almost afraid to speak. His hands were sweating and he wasn’t sure what was supposed to happen so he has rather nervously and looked around at all the Black art and the exquisite furnishings, waiting for instructions.

She sat in a chair across from him and crossed her legs. He couldn’t help but stare at her bare feet with her toes painted red and all the way up to her shapely calves and thighs. She was making pleasant conversation but he wasn’t really paying attention, he was wondering how a gorgeous woman like that could even think about doing something as nasty and perverted as she had proposed to do.

He wouldn’t have to wait long to get what he desired. She grabbed her stomach and held it as her face showed signs of discomfort. “There’s no reason for small talk, you aren’t here because I want to be your friend. You came here for a reason and I’ve been holding this all day long and I can’t hold it much longer.” She stood up and came over to where he was seated on the sofa.