He was always such a nice guy. By far my favorite customer. I could tell that he was an MMA fighter even before my coworkers had told me about him. I ...ould see where some damage had been done to his ear from a fight a long time ago. He was so sexy. The fact that he rode a motorcycle, a fast one too, was all the more attractive. I would have given anything to be able to ride with him. I wanted so bad to find out what kind of a guy he was, but I always felt like he would never date a girl like. I love Doug because he’s the most handsome black man I’ve ever seen, tall, muscular, chiselled features with a body of an Olympian, together with the sexual appetite and stamina of an Olympian. He’s also really sweet and I love hanging out with him. That’s how this story goes as this pair of shoes was my birthday present from him last year. Anyway, he had asked me on my actual birthday for lunch since my husband was overseas as usual. I remember dressing up, wearing a black Victoria’s Secret. I don't mind, it could have been worse, my mother wanted to call me Cassivellaunus. I went straight into training as an electrician from school; did quite well and got a good job. Met a lovely woman and we moved in together. Everything was peachy until I started drinking too much. It sort of crept up on me and I had all sorts of excuses when I made mistakes. Eve tried to tell me but of course I didn't listen. I lost my job and my girlfriend within a month of each other. There I was, mid. Price estimates and go from there" Sounds like we are going to be working closely together for a while." He says with a disarming smile. "Did you happen to find out what kind of porn your husband likes?"I am sure I turned 30 shades of red at the question and downed the rest of my drink."As a matter of fact I did find out a few things." I reply"Your glass is empty, here let me get you a refill and we can go sit on the couch and talk about this, sounds interesting especially since you blushed so.