So, the last time I wrote I was telling you about a run in I had with a super sexy black guy named Tyrell. We hooked up in the bathroom stall of a club here in town, and I ended up sucking his gorgeous black cock. I'll be honest...I was on the prowl that night. I had been wanting to try a BBC for a long time, and I had determined that I would get one that night. It was even better than I imagined, and the fact that we were doing it in public was an even bigger turn on. We exchanged information that night, and talked about getting together for a lot more than just a blow job. This is the story of what happened next.
We talked for a month after the incident at the club, trying to coordinate our next rendezvous. Sadly, our work schedules made it a little more difficult. He's a construction worker. I can just imagine him on a jobsite, with the sweat dripping down his gorgeous ebony body...but I digress. I work for a popular, high-end department store. Because of my job, I often have time off on odd days. Tyrell usually has the weekends off, which just happens to usually be my busiest time at work. It made a follow-up date a little tough. In the meantime, we tided each other over with a little phone sex, and "sexting" pictures back and forth.
Finally, I was able to get a Saturday off. Tyrell made reservations at a hotel for that Friday night, and we made plans to meet. After getting off of work that evening, I ran back home to shower and change. I slipped into a slinky little black dress that hugged my curves, and a pair of black "Fuck Me" boots.. Our plans were to have dinner before heading to the hotel, so I drove to the restaurant we had picked. We met in the parking lot, and walked in together. It had been way to long since I had seen him. He looked great. His muscles struggled against the fabric of his dark blue dress shirt. As soon as I saw him, I could imagine him holding me in his strong arms, and his hands exploring my body.
Dinner was rushed, because we couldn't wait to get to "dessert." We spent most of the time flirting. I whispered in his ear, telling him that I couldn't wait to feel his big cock inside of me. He whispered back that he wanted to hear me moaning for him as I squirted all over his cock. We played footsie under the table, and were making each other hotter by the minute. We finished dinner, and got in our cars to make our way to the hotel. I could already feel myself getting nice and wet. I'll confess...I rubbed my pussy a little during the drive. It makes me wonder if anyone noticed me doing it.
Tyrell checked us in, and we headed for the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, I was on my tip toes, kissing him. Our tongues explored each others' mouths as his hands explored my curves. He slid his hands under my short little dress, and was squeezing my ass.
"God, I want you, baby," I panted as we broke off our kiss. Then the doors opened, and we practically ran to our room. We got inside, and closed the door.
