january noir
Sunny On a Cloudy Day
We've been together for eight years.
I had dated other white men before, but I was the first black women he'd dated.
We met at a Holiday party. I noticed he would follow me from room to room and he was always sitting nearby. He'd would ask if I needed anything thing from the kitchen or if I wanted a drink from the bar. I thought he was just being nice, but later I found out from a mutual acquaintance that he'd had his eye on me since a cookout we both attended in the Summer. So that explained why he was following me throughout the evening
. So, at this holiday party, we both had too much to drink and after much flirting and back-and-forth, we made out. 
He asked me for my number and I gave it to him. He called me the next day to wish me a Merry Christmas. He asked me out on a date. We went to a well-known sushi place and ordered one of those sushi boats. We ate the whole thing. We chatted and I learned that he was a musician and had been married, but divorced. He had no children and had a cat. I like cats. 
Well, since that first date, we've been together ever since.
He's my best friend and he would do anything for me. I've never wanted for anything and he's always got my back. I love him and he REALLY loves me. When my friends meet him, they say, "he's a real cool dude." I say, "I know."
We're not planning to marry anytime soon (my choice, not his).
I told him that if we're still together when I'm 64 (like the Beatle's song), then I'll think about marrying him. I just turned 57 in January.
I had dated other white men before, but I was the first black women he'd dated.
We met at a Holiday party. I noticed he would follow me from room to room and he was always sitting nearby. He'd would ask if I needed anything thing from the kitchen or if I wanted a drink from the bar. I thought he was just being nice, but later I found out from a mutual acquaintance that he'd had his eye on me since a cookout we both attended in the Summer. So that explained why he was following me throughout the evening
. So, at this holiday party, we both had too much to drink and after much flirting and back-and-forth, we made out. He asked me for my number and I gave it to him. He called me the next day to wish me a Merry Christmas. He asked me out on a date. We went to a well-known sushi place and ordered one of those sushi boats. We ate the whole thing.
We chatted and I learned that he was a musician and had been married, but divorced. He had no children and had a cat. I like cats. Well, since that first date, we've been together ever since.
He's my best friend and he would do anything for me. I've never wanted for anything and he's always got my back. I love him and he REALLY loves me.
When my friends meet him, they say, "he's a real cool dude." I say, "I know." We're not planning to marry anytime soon (my choice, not his).
I told him that if we're still together when I'm 64 (like the Beatle's song), then I'll think about marrying him.
I just turned 57 in January.
If they make a comment it's after the couple has left, not to their face nor stalk them for blocks making rude comments. Like Black women have done. Many Black men have dated interracial and are not as pressed like some of these insecure, thirsty, dry rot crotch Black women.
