My name is Liley. You already know my story of how I lost my virginity to Tyrone and became in December. I continued my schooling and then shortly after graduating I gave birth to my son, TJ, I gave birth to him in September, so I could not start college that year and took a year off after graduating high school. I stayed at home, helping my mom with my three siblings, as well as dealing with my son. Shortly after his first birthday, we moved to New York for school. I used the money that my mom and *** had put aside for me when I was younger to buy a house in a little suburban neighborhood and I got a job working in a grocery store at night to make ends meet. When I was working at night, I hired an 18-year-old girl who lived across the street and her younger sister who is 13 to babysit, while I was at school I took my son to the on-campus daycare where I was working on a creative Arts degree.
I was a busy person working a job at night and a full-time student during the day along with being a full-time mom was very hard. During my sixth month in school, I was in my creative writing class, which was taught by Mr. Chesterton, a professor, Mr. Chesterton was one of the best teachers I ever had asked me, “Liley, I would like for you to stay after class.”
So after class alone with Mr. Chesterton, I asked, “Have I done something wrong, Mr. Chesterton?“
“No, you’ve done nothing wrong, you are in fact one of the best and smartest young ladies I’ve ever had the privilege of teaching. I have people who are doing projects and I often get asked to send them one of my students to work for them.“
“Intern, you trying to offer me a job?“
“I normally send seniors to do the Jobs but even though you’re a freshman, your work is far superior to most of my seniors. I was approached by a man who needs a paid assistant, and I figured since you have a son that you could take this job, you won’t have to work nights unless you want to and you won’t be spending much time away from your son or your studies and on top of that you’ll get paid more than what you’re getting paid from the grocery store, so are you up for it?“
“Sure I’ll be more than glad to do any kind of work that will give me more time with my son.“
Mr. Chesterton wrote down the address and set up a time for me to go on Monday to meet this man. Monday, I took a cab to the address, it was in a wooded area. I knocked on the door and to my surprise, a tall black man in his 70s opened the door. “Did Chester send you?“
“Yes, I’m Liley McLaughry I was told that you wanted to hire an assistant?“
“Nice to meet you I am Malcolm Xavier what I need is someone to proofread what I am working on for my book, this will be my 14th book on Africa.“
“That sounds good, I’ll be more than glad to help,“ over the next three weeks, we worked closely together getting caught up on the editing of this book. One night it was getting kind of late and Mr. Xavier asked, “It’s getting late how would you like to have some dinner?“
“Sure, but let me call my babysitter and let her know I’m gonna be home a little late.“
Malcolm and I sat down at the table and started eating, "How old is your son?“
“He’s just a little over a year.“
“So are you still with his father?“ I explain how I lost my virginity to Tyrone and the entire story about Tyrone and Lisa. After dinner, we went back to work, and then I went home.
After three months of hard work proofreading and rewriting, it was time for it to be published. “Lily, I cannot thank you enough for the work you have done with this book. In fact, I would like to hire you on a permanent basis, if you would like I have plenty of room here for you and your son, you can live here so we can work together on my next book when you are not in school and you could rent your house or sell it as you see fit?”
“I would love to work with you more but I don’t know about selling my house and moving in here... I mean do you really want a toddler running around your house?“
“I would not mind it at all, I have no ****** and this big old house, and of all the Ladies I have had help me with my books you’ve done a far better job.“
“I’ll think about it.“
“Good now how about you and I go out to dinner to celebrate the completion of the book?“
“Sure why not.“ I went home and cleaned up put on a nice dress and heels called my babysitter to the house and a few minutes after she arrived, Malcolm pulled up. We went to a fancy restaurant to celebrate his book being completed, When we got to the restaurant, people were staring at us. I’m not sure if it was because of the age difference or if it was because he was black and I am a little white redhead. We were having dinner and enjoying a nice conversation about ******, friends, and my hometown when a ***** and very rude White lady walked up to our table.
“Young lady, would you like for me to call help for you?“
“Why would I need help?“
“It’s obvious that this older black man is forcing you to go out on a date and have dinner with him.“
“Really!?"
"Yes."
"First of all, you are shitfaced, racist, rude, and dumb. I am 20 years old I have been told that I look younger, I’ve been told I look 14. Second, if I want to go on a date with this handsome older gentleman it’s none of your business.“
The lady went back to her table, embarrassed after dinner in his car, “That was awesome how you told that racist white lady off.”
“I’m used to getting looks like that whenever I’m out somewhere with my son, besides, if I wasn’t working for you, I would find you not only an attractive, older man but a good one too.“
“It doesn’t matter if you’re working for me or not because in the last few months of getting to know you and working with you I have found myself very attracted to you and I love your red hair.“ The next thing I knew I climbed over the front seat and began kissing him. We drove back to his house and kissed all the way upstairs while stripping. In his room, I laid on the bed and he began kissing me before moving to my breasts which still had some milk in them because I was taking a long time to stop producing. He reached into the side table and pulled out a condom.
“You don’t need that I want to feel you without it.“
“I don’t wanna get you pregnant.“
“I don’t care if I get pregnant, I want you raw, it’s been two years since I had sex.“ He began slowly working his 19" uncut cock inside of me, it felt better than when I lost my virginity to Tyrone. It was good to experience another strong man of color to know if what I felt about being with a black man was true or just that one time when I lost my virginity and this experience confirmed what I felt from my time with Tyrone and that is that I wanted only black men, that to me this is where I belonged on the arm and in the bed of a strong black gentleman. “You’re tight girl, oh my God, how tight you are I am about to shoot a cum inside of you already!“
“Yes, give it to me cum inside me.” Not long after he came and we fell asleep.
It was not long after that we moved in with Malcolm, and three weeks later I found out I was pregnant, it was just before my 21st birthday, and right after my son‘s second birthday, Malcolm and I got married. Fast forward to the present day I am 7 1/2 months pregnant with my fifth child and I have never been happier than I am right now.
I was a busy person working a job at night and a full-time student during the day along with being a full-time mom was very hard. During my sixth month in school, I was in my creative writing class, which was taught by Mr. Chesterton, a professor, Mr. Chesterton was one of the best teachers I ever had asked me, “Liley, I would like for you to stay after class.”
So after class alone with Mr. Chesterton, I asked, “Have I done something wrong, Mr. Chesterton?“
“No, you’ve done nothing wrong, you are in fact one of the best and smartest young ladies I’ve ever had the privilege of teaching. I have people who are doing projects and I often get asked to send them one of my students to work for them.“
“Intern, you trying to offer me a job?“
“I normally send seniors to do the Jobs but even though you’re a freshman, your work is far superior to most of my seniors. I was approached by a man who needs a paid assistant, and I figured since you have a son that you could take this job, you won’t have to work nights unless you want to and you won’t be spending much time away from your son or your studies and on top of that you’ll get paid more than what you’re getting paid from the grocery store, so are you up for it?“
“Sure I’ll be more than glad to do any kind of work that will give me more time with my son.“
Mr. Chesterton wrote down the address and set up a time for me to go on Monday to meet this man. Monday, I took a cab to the address, it was in a wooded area. I knocked on the door and to my surprise, a tall black man in his 70s opened the door. “Did Chester send you?“
“Yes, I’m Liley McLaughry I was told that you wanted to hire an assistant?“
“Nice to meet you I am Malcolm Xavier what I need is someone to proofread what I am working on for my book, this will be my 14th book on Africa.“
“That sounds good, I’ll be more than glad to help,“ over the next three weeks, we worked closely together getting caught up on the editing of this book. One night it was getting kind of late and Mr. Xavier asked, “It’s getting late how would you like to have some dinner?“
“Sure, but let me call my babysitter and let her know I’m gonna be home a little late.“
Malcolm and I sat down at the table and started eating, "How old is your son?“
“He’s just a little over a year.“
“So are you still with his father?“ I explain how I lost my virginity to Tyrone and the entire story about Tyrone and Lisa. After dinner, we went back to work, and then I went home.
After three months of hard work proofreading and rewriting, it was time for it to be published. “Lily, I cannot thank you enough for the work you have done with this book. In fact, I would like to hire you on a permanent basis, if you would like I have plenty of room here for you and your son, you can live here so we can work together on my next book when you are not in school and you could rent your house or sell it as you see fit?”
“I would love to work with you more but I don’t know about selling my house and moving in here... I mean do you really want a toddler running around your house?“
“I would not mind it at all, I have no ****** and this big old house, and of all the Ladies I have had help me with my books you’ve done a far better job.“
“I’ll think about it.“
“Good now how about you and I go out to dinner to celebrate the completion of the book?“
“Sure why not.“ I went home and cleaned up put on a nice dress and heels called my babysitter to the house and a few minutes after she arrived, Malcolm pulled up. We went to a fancy restaurant to celebrate his book being completed, When we got to the restaurant, people were staring at us. I’m not sure if it was because of the age difference or if it was because he was black and I am a little white redhead. We were having dinner and enjoying a nice conversation about ******, friends, and my hometown when a ***** and very rude White lady walked up to our table.
“Young lady, would you like for me to call help for you?“
“Why would I need help?“
“It’s obvious that this older black man is forcing you to go out on a date and have dinner with him.“
“Really!?"
"Yes."
"First of all, you are shitfaced, racist, rude, and dumb. I am 20 years old I have been told that I look younger, I’ve been told I look 14. Second, if I want to go on a date with this handsome older gentleman it’s none of your business.“
The lady went back to her table, embarrassed after dinner in his car, “That was awesome how you told that racist white lady off.”
“I’m used to getting looks like that whenever I’m out somewhere with my son, besides, if I wasn’t working for you, I would find you not only an attractive, older man but a good one too.“
“It doesn’t matter if you’re working for me or not because in the last few months of getting to know you and working with you I have found myself very attracted to you and I love your red hair.“ The next thing I knew I climbed over the front seat and began kissing him. We drove back to his house and kissed all the way upstairs while stripping. In his room, I laid on the bed and he began kissing me before moving to my breasts which still had some milk in them because I was taking a long time to stop producing. He reached into the side table and pulled out a condom.
“You don’t need that I want to feel you without it.“
“I don’t wanna get you pregnant.“
“I don’t care if I get pregnant, I want you raw, it’s been two years since I had sex.“ He began slowly working his 19" uncut cock inside of me, it felt better than when I lost my virginity to Tyrone. It was good to experience another strong man of color to know if what I felt about being with a black man was true or just that one time when I lost my virginity and this experience confirmed what I felt from my time with Tyrone and that is that I wanted only black men, that to me this is where I belonged on the arm and in the bed of a strong black gentleman. “You’re tight girl, oh my God, how tight you are I am about to shoot a cum inside of you already!“
“Yes, give it to me cum inside me.” Not long after he came and we fell asleep.
It was not long after that we moved in with Malcolm, and three weeks later I found out I was pregnant, it was just before my 21st birthday, and right after my son‘s second birthday, Malcolm and I got married. Fast forward to the present day I am 7 1/2 months pregnant with my fifth child and I have never been happier than I am right now.
