She was the laughing girl. The pretty chocolate skinned one with the big bright smile and polite eyes. Always a positive thing to say and a comforting shoulder or hand at the ready. She was intelligent, engaging, and dependable. The friend you could count on and the daughter who was the apple of her parent's eye. At twenty-six years of age she had her Bache...
I'm fan - it's obvious - of LeasaJ stories. As many readers I am sorry she is a long time without making any new posts. More than that, I was sorry her story on Amos and Otis never continued. So, I have tried to make this sequel, using those characters she had so well developed. I know I have not her expertise, but I have tried to get and follow her style. I...
I was driving back to my hotel one evening while on a business trip when I noticed the car in front of me tailgating the car in front of him. This was a fairly normal occurrence traveling from Cape Canaveral to Cocoa Beach because part way into town the speed suddenly drops from forty-five miles per hour to thirty-five miles per hour. Of course under normal...
It was obvious to her from the first words out of my mouth that I didn't really understand any part of her language. It's not the easiest one in the world to say the least. but from the way she smiled or rather smirked at me and didn't walk away, I gathered she was interested in what I had to say. I held her by her hand as we talked or didn't talk and kept...
Place and Time: Memphis, 1954 Ruth checked herself in the mirror again. She didn't know why she was taking such pains. It wasn't even a date, just another evening hanging out at JB's Blues on Beale Street. Her sister Lily was dating the owner, and he'd invited them both to see a new act. "You've got to see this guy," he'd told them. "He used to come and pl...
She had her orders. At exactly 5:00 pm she was to be at the given address with fried chicken, cold beer and a good attitude. At 3:00 she made up her face carefully and dressed as directed: short skirt, red thong panties, white blouse, no bra. Looking at herself in the mirror as she applied make-up and brushed her long, wavy locks, she smiled in satisfactio...
It was late one evening and I was relaxing watching a film, then the phone rang, I was in minds to answer as I'd had, had a bad day at the office but I answered anyway. "Hello?" was my simple reply and one of tiredness. "Sugar it's Jessica, how are you darling?" Now that was a voice that warmed the heart, and other places. "Jessica sweetie hay how are yo...
I have always thought of myself as a very lucky man. I have a beautiful wife and daughter, a good job that, most of the time, I enjoy and I am blessed with good health. Then, one day last April, I discovered I was even luckier than I had realised. I had been attending a conference, about a hundred and fifty miles from home. My assistant had booked me into t...
I woke with a stale taste in my mouth, too much champagne and sex. A toothbrush and a cup of tea and I'd be as good as new. Extricating myself from Zanire's sleeping limbs, I quietly limped to the bathroom. Pointing my dick at the bowl, I was surprised it still worked. "You saw a lot of action, buddy, I'm glad you're ok." Zanire, stirred as the kettle bo...
In case you have not read any of my previous stories, let me bring you up to date. I am a white male in my early 40’s living in the largest city in the southeast United States, Hotlanta. I work for the Postal Service as a letter carrier and the majority of my co-workers are African-American. This is great for me because I love African-American women. Through...