Dr. Maya Henderson began her first day as associate professor of sociology at Harvard University mainly moving into her private office. She was an assistant professor at American University for years but wanted to get into a true tenureship at a research university. Harvard had been complaining that not enough Black women even apply for their research positions, so Maya saw her chance and grabbed it. She recieved a warm welcome at her welcoming party and felt assured that she could fit into this world called Harvard Graduate School of Arts and Sciences.
Dr. Harold Levy was a tenured professor of sociology at Harvard. He had been teaching there for nearly 25 years. He was well liked and had the respect of pratically every faculty member in the graduate school. He was at the welcome party for Dr. Henderson the Sunday before. He had been a fan of her research and social policy work for AMU and for various non-for-profit organizations. He admired her work very much but had not ever met her in person until that night. She took his breath away!
She was early 30's, 5' 3", 130 lbs. , wore short and spikey, kinky black hair. She had tender dark brown eyes that reflected her not-so-distant Native American heritage. It was also reflected in her lovely high cheekbones and her strong bone structure. When she smiled, there were two cute dimples on her adorable face. Her milk chocolate skin looked soft and velvety to him...and she smelled so sexy! Her breasts looked about a C cup and showed nicely through her tight red v-neck top.
Her straight, white skirt showed off a tiny waist and a nice, round ass with a pair of the most feminine hips he had ever seen! Her strong calves showed under the skirt and he wondered how the would feel wrapped around his waist. He also couldn't understand why he was so drawn to this young, black stranger. He wasn't that easy to impress!
He never had considered dating black women mostly because none seemed to have really caught his eye. He would get laid with one every once in a while but when it came to real relationships, he was not what you would call "available". This was actually his reality with women of all cultures.
As he took in her beauty once again, Maya turned to him and smiled. He said a nervous greeting and excused himself politely. He went into a corner and just tried to avoid communicating with her.
He was mainly a shy, quiet and private man to the rest of faculty. Friendly and polite but mostly keeping to a close few loyal friends, so it didn't seem too odd that he scurried away from the crowd. He asked himself, "Why am I being such an ass?" He felt ashamed when he got home and promissed himself that he would go to her office the next week and introduce himself properly.
Maya had gotten some photos out of the desk and was beginning to agonize over all of the files and books that she was going to have to put away. Suddenly, she heard a knock on the door. She answered, "Come in, please?!"
Harold opened the door, "Hi! I...I...I am so sorry about what happened last week when you tried to meet me. Um...I...I'm Dr. Harold Levy." He said as he stretched out his right hand.
Maya took it and answered, "I felt for you that night! You seemed so nervous and unconfortable." She was relieved that he had come to see her. Maya wanted to get along with all of the faculty in her department and seeing one of them seem so repelled by her worried her.
"Would you like to sit down?", she asked. Maya noticed that Dr. Levy was a very attractive man in his early 50's, 6' 3", slim and fit. He had salt and pepper hair that was wavy and past his collar. He had a stunning pair of icey blue eyes that sloped downwards in that eastern European way. He wore fashionably smart frames and she noticed that his hands were long, big, thick and veiny- just the way she liked her cock. He even had a little upward lift to his ass that showed through his khakis. How cute!
Maya liked Jewish men and this one with his huge brain and his huge hawk nose just made her pussy tingle! Also he was older and she was always curious about being with an older man. Would she want to have a relationship with one or just fuck one to see if it's cool? There was more to this Dr. Levy though.
Harold replied, "I would like to sit and have a coffee or some brunch with you if you have any time on your hands right now?"
Maya happily agreed and they went to one of the coffee shops near the graduate school. They both only had 2 classes to teach today and that wasn't for another 2-3 hours. They talked for a while and were served their brunch.
Harold noted how at ease he felt with Maya. It was a rare thing for someone so shy. He also noted how chatty she made him. Interesting indeed.
Maya was pleasently surprised by Harold's sudden openness. She knew that if you get a shy guy talking, you're halfway there! They talked about how they grew up, their families and friends, movies, books anything to keep the other one there. They talked easy with eachother and laughed a lot. They really enjoyed being together!
Then the subject got into past relationships. Maya had a few under her belt, mostly with black or Hispanic men around her age. Besides, she wasn't ready to settle down until recently.
Harold on the other hand had never had a real committed relationship. He just couldn't seem to find "The One". He admitted to being too picky but felt that it was better to be picky than to end up with scraps.
Scraps? Maya felt that her chances were slim to none! How could he ever want to go out with her? She was a basic black woman, professor none the less, but this guy was looking for perfection!
Maya Felt a bit crushed and wanted to get away from this gorgeous man whom she felt she had no chance with. She started looking down and fidgeting at the table, not truly listening. Harold noticed and asked her what was wrong.
Maya responded, "I don't know...you seem so picky! I bet that you wouldn't even consider dating someone like me. Would you?"
Harold retorted in a genuinely confuded tone, "Someone like you? What do you mean by that?"
