It's 2:30 p.m. and I get a page. Yes, it's him, paging me to call him. I make it to the nearest phone and answer my page.
"Hello, you paged me?" I said in a business tone. "Damn right I paged you, who the hell else would be paging you?" he asked.
"Let me call you right back. I'm going to my office so I can talk," was my reply. "One" he said, and hung up.
I hurried to my office and hit those numbers again. "Oh, so you can talk now?" he asked. "What time will you be free tonight? I want to meet you and spend some time with you if that's possible. That is if you aren't busy," said Moe.
"I'm off at 6:00 p.m. I'll hit you up on your cell when I'm off," I said in a low, loving tone. Again he said, "one". Yes, yes, yes...it's on tonight I thought. Damn, I'm still sore from last night, but this boi is good in bed...damn good.
As it turned out, I was late leaving work due to a last minute meeting. Yes, it was 8:00 p.m. and my pager was full of pages from him. When I got in my car and turned on my cell phone, it had several missed calls flashing, all from the same number...his cell phone and my message box was full. I checked my messages and they all were the same..."where are you, I wanted to spend some time with you tonight...call me and let me know if you want me to be with you tonight, Moe."
I could not dial those 7 numbers fast enough. OUT OF RANGE, the cellular customer you are trying to reach is out of range...DAMN!!!
I was driving home when...ring! ring! ring! It was him. "Damn boo, where you been?" he asked. He told me to meet him at a store about 2 miles from his house. As I pulled up to the store, the lights were off. It was closed and being night, I could barely see his car parked on the side, with him sitting there, smiling at me. I parked beside him, rolled down my window and said hello. "I don't bite, at least not to hurt," he said. "Come on, get in."
I got in his car and we sit there, talking, him asking how my day was and that he really wanted to spend some time with me tonight. That he wanted to be with me. I told him to leave his car here and ride with me, he said no, it's to late now, he could not be away for long, but he was upset because he planned on being with me. We sit there for over an hour, talking, me playing with his fingers, him holding my hand and boasting about how fast he could move and then he said it..."you know I care about you, if I didn't, I would not want to be with you. I would not have made plans to be with you tonight. I told you today that I wanted to see you tonight and I meant it. Hell, and it's not just for that ass, I got a wife at home. It's you."
I smile, knowing he just made my day. Hell freezing over could have not taking that warm glow away from my heart. Damn, this could last a lifetime if it was up to me. I knew that he would have to leave in a few so I asked him about tomorrow night. We both agreed that it would be better if he came over tomorrow night. Once again it was a date. I got out of his car, hot and horny as hell and walked around to the driver's side to say good night. He took my hand and placed it on his chest, then he slowly moved it down to his dick, saying, "see what you do to me, I'm hard as hell every time I'm near you. It's all for you. See you tomorrow"...rubbing my hand and smiling that sexy smile. With that, he did what I never expected him to do, he eased up and ever so gently kissed me (damn, he's bold). I said goodbye, (wet spot in my pants from my dick leaking so much precum, damn he's got me hot as hell) got in my car and headed home.
He called me on my cell before his taillights were out of sight. "You know I care for you don't you. I've never done this before, it's all new to me and I like it. It's all good. I'll call you before I go to bed, ok"
I could only smile and say ok, as I made my way home. When I got home, there was a message on my answering machine. "See, I do care, that's why I'm calling. Will call again when I can."
Just before midnight, he called. We talked for over an hour (wife was asleep already). He read a poem to me that spoke of true friendship turning into true love. We made plans for several weekend get-a-ways...out of town football games and car shows. And of the way I made him feel when we made love. Dreams he had of us, things we would do, try, enjoy together. Then once again he told me not to make plans for tomorrow night, it belonged to him. "I really wanted to spend some time with you tonight" were his last words before he said "one" and hung up...Will fill you in on what happens.
Man, I'm falling head over heels in love with this sexy black man. He's got my heart, mind, body and soul. Love you Moe, damn I love you.
These stories are true and come from the heart. If this is a dream, please don't wake me...let this damn dream go on forever...Oh! How long I've waited for someone like you Moe!
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