The early years, the times when our minds were filled with sexual thoughts, fantasies and also regrets. My story starts with myself and three close fr...ends. Jack, Doug and Rosario but we just called her Rose or Rosa. She was from the Philippines, somewhere far away that we hadn’t heard of. She wasn’t what I would call pretty but the way she was different was also part of her beauty and charm. She and I both had an innocence about us, but we were both becoming young women as well. Both boys were. All of a sudden, the door opened. It was The Sweetheart. She looked down at my jeans. Her ever-so-observant eyes lit up."Oh my God. Chad, are you hard?" she said."Shit," I whispered."You are! Can I get something off my chest?" she said.I was intrigued. So, I tilted my head."I have a thing for black guys and your big black dicks." She had a look as she said that. As I said before, we were products of our environment. She was part-white, part-Latina. Hell of a combo, isn't it? Almost all her. Now Ginger looked at her and asked, "What's wrong, Kath? Don't you drink coffee?" Oh, yes, ma'am. I mean no, ma'am. I mean..." Ginger, damn it! Or Gin, or Gingy, or Charley's hot cunt ... But you get the idea. It's not Mrs. Conrad and it's not ma'am. Now do you want to try again?" Ginger, I drink coffee, but this is your private office..." Bullshit!" Ginger stood up, stretched again causing her magnificent breasts to strain against the shirt material, came around the desk and then curled up on. 'Don't just stand there.Come in and join me'.I stood by the bed and she unzipped me taking my by now stiff cock out.She started to play with it before taking it deep in her mouth.All the while she continued to play with her dildo in her pussy.I said to her'Would you like me to do that?'.And she gave it to me.I pushed it back into her wet pussy.Thrusting in and out and twisting it around inside her.This seemed to turn her on even more and she screamed'Oh fuck thats good'.Taking my cock back in.