1. Life After the Divorce: The Next Chapter


    Date: 7/11/2016, Categories: Interracial, Author: Soccermom, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    to take a seat at the bar. I ordered a captain and ginger. Noticing the expensive décor, I suspected there would be a high scale clientele. It didn’t take long and the place started to fill up. A huge black man sat next to me who was about 6’8” and very muscular. As he took his seat, we exchanged greetings, but we didn’t say much to each other for maybe a half hour or so. I guess he just needed to get comfortable enough to strike up a conversation, but finally he did. He told me his name was Carl and he was quite new to the area. I asked him what brought him to the city and he told me it was his job. He just took a new position in an advertising agency and had to relocate for it. He went on to tell me where he was from but had not been home for quite some time, because there was just nothing there for him. As the conversation developed, he divulged quite a bit of details of his life and how he escaped the slums of his childhood. It seems the most common method of survival was to join a gang. However, a teacher in middle school had recognized his potential as a basketball player, and he was able to become a standout in high school and qualify for a sports scholarship to a large university. This had been his ticket out of the ghetto. He was far more fortunate than his two brothers, with one killed by gunfire in the neighborhood and his other brother now in prison. I sat there in total shock with all these things so foreign to my life. I have to confess I was enjoying my ...
    conversation with my new friend and I did get a little tingle when he asked why a pretty sexy woman like me is alone in a club. Well, I didn’t want to bore him with all the details so I just told him that I had a really bad day and all my friends had plans. I went on to tell him how I didn’t want to sit home alone so I decided to come out and enjoy the evening. Soon as we began to know each other better, our conversation lead to more personal issues. I told him how I was divorced and about my kids. He lamented over his loss of a wonderful woman he lost because she chose not to re-locate with him. After telling him I was a teacher, he became a little more intrigued, and commented that he never had a teacher that looked like me. I smiled and felt yet another tingle shoot through my body, emanating from my heating up core. As the night went on we drank, talked, laughed and danced some, having a wonderful time together. Carl never said a word but my mind started to think about being with him in bed. I had never been with a black man, in fact, the only naked black man I ever saw was in a video. As the fascinations built, I would think realistically that I might be jumping the gun here. He has been nothing but a gentleman and may not have any interest in bedding me at all. It was getting late and the crowd was noticeably thinning out in the club. That is when Carl leaned over to me and whispered in my ear. “I’m having a wonderful time, and I do not want this night to end. My place is only ...
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