1. The First One


    Date: 10/21/2015, Categories: Interracial, Author: avrgblkgrl, Rating: 44, Source: LushStories

    another story though. Frances liked Simone. Quite attached, she looked forward to their conversations over lunch. She had even had Simone over a couple of times during the weekend. There were things, however, that Simone was holding back and that was apparent to Frances. Frances was a perceptive woman. There were the obvious things that were easily deductible. The lovely young girl was struggling as a single mother, attempting to have a better life, trying to keep a decrepit car going and doing an excellent job of raising the sweetest little boy. That poor excuse for an automobile had broken down once. Frances insisted that Simone let her drive her home. Simone lived in a questionable area. Frances had never even been to that part of town before. There was more to the situation though and Frances knew it. Simone was more than just pretty. The brown skinned girl had a smile that could melt you, when she lightened up a bit. Her features were delicate. Simone obviously did not have a lot of clothes, but she obviously had a great sense of style, chose her limited wardrobe well and displayed an excellent sense of class. The clothes she wore always fit her curvy figure just so and was always well coordinated. They were never suggestive or too tight. Frances loved the way she kept her hair in a neat little cropped style, reminding Frances of Halle Berry. Her make-up was minimal and tasteful. She was the kind of girl Frances wished her sons would bring home. Every once in a while ...
    Frances caught a glimpse of a former life. The way Simone spoke and commented on things. Her vocabulary made Frances feel a little disadvantaged at times. She knew where to get extravagant goodies for meetings, and knew about fine cheeses, recommended restaurants for entertaining clients. Once, she had talked about a vacation spot and given bargain shopping pointers for stores Frances only treated herself too occasionally. It was not boastful at all, but more like a casual slip of the tongue based on conversations initiated by others and for their benefit. Frances had gathered that Simone was raised in a two parent home. She even had a sister. They obviously did not help out with her son—definitely not financially. Everything was spoken about in past tense though. Frances had even asked one time if Simone’s parents were alive. Simone had simply said no. Frances saw a sadness wash over her and the girl hardly said a word for several days. The girl never ever mentioned her son’s father, even when Frances playfully encouraged a little husband bashing. There had been a secretary around Simone’s age that was planning a wedding. Simone mentioned something about her own wedding dress and things she had done to keep the expenses down. Once again, hinting at a former life that included some luxuries that seemed beyond her current pay status. Of course Frances had been eavesdropping, she had being nosey down to a fine art. The fact that she was not a gossip redeemed her. The office ...
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