10 comments/ 34387 views/ 17 favorites Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story Ch. 02 By: Iread2relax Hello readers, In my effort to write in many different genres, I am taking a stab at mature once more. However, I also think this story could be labeled romance, as well. Age in this story, is nothing but a number. This story is being written slowly. I will continue it, and I hope you like it. **All of the characters in this story are 18 or older.** As with most of my offerings, it is self-edited and I am not perfect. So if you are going to get hung up on mistakes, then I apologize. Please read it and enjoy. None of the characters are real, or based on anyone I know. Also I ask that you do not replicate this story without asking. Writing is hard work and I really take it seriously. Again, thank you all for reading my offerings and I hope you enjoy this second installment of DC: Dark Chocolate. Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story Anniversary Weekend Talia He closed his door, and I went in my room. No man has the right to look that damn good. And what did he call me, "T Baby", fuck. I wanted him, and I needed to figure out something quick. I invited him with me. I told myself it was to give him a chance to see something other than home. I told myself I wanted to give him a small break before he left for school. I told myself that he was a kid, and nothing would happen. I think I lied to myself. I decided to simply undress and lay down. It was already after 2am, and I had a breakfast date with Dalia and Steve. I forgot to mention it to Richard, but I'd call early and tell him. Maybe after a few hours of rest, I could get this, this, whatever this was under control. As I lay in my bed, I looked around the room. I couldn't sleep, so I needed a distraction. I noticed a small bookshelf with novels. I found a novel by one of my favorites, Barbra Johnson. "Twisted". I smiled. I had not read this one, so I reclined on the bed to read. Ugh! She described her characters as tall rugged outdoorsmen, only one man came to mind. In the book, when he kissed the heroine for the first time, I remembered kissing Richard. I kept reading, but when he touched her intimately, I could not go on. My body burned for him. I was on fire for this geeky young school boy that was fourteen years younger than me. I was so hot, and I decided to rest. I'll give in to the fantasy, just this once. This would be the last time. So I took off my panties and stroked my hairy pussy. My dark hair was so wet, drenched and it was because of him. I closed my eyes and imagined it was Richard touching me. Would he know how? Would I have to teach him? His lips were so soft, so smooth. When he caressed my thigh, I should not have stopped him. I closed my eyes and moaned, as I continued to massage my overheated clit. Fuck my nipples were so hard, and my body hummed. I closed my eyes and for that moment I was with him. He was touching me, kissing me, fingering me, and I moaned as I came to the thought of him. I moaned the name of the one man I wanted but could never have. The fantasy ended and I was naked, sated, and dripping in my bed alone. Rick I could not sleep. So after being in my room over an hour or two alone, I decided to go and knock on her door. I might wake her, but at least I could apologize for my actions earlier. I stood outside her door and heard her moaning. I knew she was masturbating, and my body reacted. I should have walked away, but I was frozen. I pressed my ear to the door wishing I could peek in and see what treasures she kept hidden. I was hard as steel, and I know was beginning of the term blue balls. Then I heard my name. She moaned my name. She was thinking about me as she touched herself. In the hallway, outside her bedroom door, I came. My cock and balls throbbed. It was then that I knew at some point, I had to have this woman. Shy and nice wouldn't get it. I had to be bolder. Suddenly it went quiet and I heard her walking to her bathroom. Not wanting to get caught, I held my dripping cock in my hand and went back to my room. Did I sleep? Hell no. I lay there the rest of the night, stroking my rock hard cock, formulating a plan to be with the woman of my dreams. Before long, I heard a tentative knock on my door. "Yes?" I called out. "Hey, Richard, I wanted to meet my sister and her husband for breakfast. Will you join us?" she asked. "Yes Ma'am. I'll be ready in a few minutes." I answered, memories from a few hours ago played through my brain. "Um, Richard, I'll be waiting in the lobby." She replied and walked away. I dressed quickly and joined her downstairs. She looked different. She wore her hair down, and it was absolutely stunning. She smiled as I approached and I prayed that my body did not react. "Hey, did you sleep well?" she asked. "Yes," I lied. "You?" She nodded, but I could see the tired lines around her eyes. I wondered was I the reason she was awake. I think I was. She walked a few steps in front of me wearing a casual pair of blue capris and a colorful blue and yellow halter top. I had no problem admiring the lovely sway in her backside as I followed her to the car. Talia I dozed after I released some pent up energy for a few minutes. Soon it was eight in the morning and my phone was ringing. Dalia was calling to see if I still wanted to get together for breakfast. I answered and mumbled, "Ok." I knocked on Richard's door and he answered, groggily. He agreed to join us, so I waited for him downstairs. He walked into the lobby and my heart fluttered. No man has the right to look that damn good so early in the morning. Wearing a pair of tan cargo shorts and a blue polo, blue and white Adidas sock and blue Jordan's. I wasn't expecting this; normally he'd wear black slacks with suspenders, a button down and his glasses. I realized his glasses were missing. "Contacts." He explained. They came in yesterday before we left and I brought them. Do I look ugly? Funny?" he asked completely self-conscious. "Um, no, just you look," I swallowed "Handsome, I mean really handsome." I croaked. I greeted him, hoping I sounded normal. I guess I did because he was polite as usual. We left the hotel and headed to my car, I walked in head of him with a little extra sway in my hips to keep his attention. We drove to Denny's where my sister and her husband were waiting. As I drove I told him about my plans for the day. We'd eat breakfast and then go search for a gift for our parents. At eleven, we would go to my parents for lunch. He'd love my parents they were the kindest people. I paused. Then I explained the age difference. My dad was a lot older than my Mom. He nodded. I didn't tell him that my mother and my sister were light skinned, because I wanted to pretend it was not a problem for me. I took a deep breath. I love my sister, but for years knowing everyone liked her more has weighed on me heavily. Richard looked at me and asked was I alright? I smiled and assured him that I was fine. Then he did the sweetest thing. He took my hand in his. I looked at him, stunned by the emotions he no longer tried to hide. "Richard" I whispered. He smiled, and said. "I'm hungry. Let's eat." Rick She seemed nervous as we parked at Denny's. I wondered what she was not telling me. Learning that her father was 15 years older than her Mom gave me hope. I knew that part of the problem she had was with my age. To me, age did not matter. Yes she was older, but unlike girls my age, Talia was mature, a real woman. I don't want to waste my time playing games, when I've already met perfection. Before this trip ended, I plan to show her I was a man, a man she could trust. I held her hand, but she gently pulled away. It was ok. I know she's scared. Besides, I have until Monday right. We got out and went into the restaurant. She saw her sister immediately. I knew she had a sister, but this lady looked just like her. We joined her husband, a big bulky red-headed man. He greeted Talia with a hug, and a part of me was angered. Another man was hugging the woman I wanted for myself. "Hey brother" she hugged him, and I realized her sister was talking to me. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I'm Richard Harris. I work with..." The big bear let go much to my relief, "I'm sorry, Dalia, Steve, this is Richard, he was my student intern this past year. Richard, this is my twin Dalia, and her husband, Steve. " I greeted them and shook Steve's hand. Talia asked what did I want for breakfast, but I refused to let her pay, but Steve said he was paying. So since he was paying, everybody was getting the grand slam. We sat until our order was ready. We ate and the two women talked. I could tell they were close and loved this playful side to Talia I wondered what she wanted me to call her in front of her family. At work she was Ms. Greene, alone I called her Talia. This was something we needed to address privately. The women went to the restroom, leaving me alone with Steve. He looked at me and chuckled. "Man, you are whipped. Have you kissed her yet?" he asked "Yes, last night. And..." I blushed. This older gentleman would have fun at my expense. Surprisingly he didn't laugh. "Well, Rick, it's Ok if I call you Rick, right. I'll help you out. Talia is a great person and she deserves to be with someone that sees that. Besides, you're the first man Talia has brought home. That says something." He added. "Well, she was kind of stuck without a date and..." Steve laughed. "Have you looked at that woman? She is a stone cold fox. She can have any man she wants, but she asked you." He looked at me. "You might act like a scared kid, but I know you like her and if you are like me, she'll know where she stands before you get back home." I smiled. I liked her brother. "Stick with me kid. I had to win her sister over too, so I know just what to do so you can get her." He added. Soon the ladies returned. I knew that something significant went on. Dalia was red-faced and Talia looked sheepish. I wondered if they talked about me. Steve held his wife close as I sat next to Talia. We finished and decided to go shop. The girls wanted to buy pre-gifts for their parents. They already had the big gift, but the gift today was to be given when we got there for lunch. Talia and I got in her car to follow Steve and his wife to the mall as she was driving is asked, "What do you want me to call you?" I know what I want to call you, I thought, but it was only in private that I called her that. Talia We arrived at Denny's and he held my hand. My heart raced. I know it's just a crush, and I can't give in to my desire. But for a moment, I wonder what could be wrong with giving in. We get out and Dalia meets me at the door we hug, and then I hug Steve. Steve is perfect for my sister, He is tall and bulky. As a construction worker, he keeps himself in shape. Today he is also very bushy. His red beard scratched my face as I hugged him. I went to pay for breakfast and Richard took money out for his food. Steve laughed at both of us and said we were getting the Grand Slam, he was paying. So we sat as he ordered and waited for our food. Richard was quiet, mostly listening to banter between Dalia and me. Steve piped in. Soon he got him to talking about sports, and soon our order was ready. One of the workers brought it over, I noticed how she looked at Richard, but he was oblivious. Dalia kicked my foot and I yelped. Richard was so shy and cute. We sat and talked over breakfast. Dalia had to tell Richard about our antics when we were younger. As we talked, I noticed that the girls kept watching our table. I tried to ignore them, but Dalia could tell I was annoyed. She decided to use the bathroom, and I went with her. When we entered the bathroom, Dalia checked to make sure we were alone. Then she pounced. "Talia, spill. Is there something between you and Richard?" she asked point blank. I looked at my sister, too stunned to speak. "No, he's leaving for college in less than a week. I just wanted to reward him with a trip. I mean he worked so hard, and never gets to go out." I exhaled. "Dalia, besides, I'm too old for him. He's a kid." Dalia shook her head, and said, "The heart does not recognize numbers. You care about him, and you're scared." Someone came in and she primped in the mirror. The lady finished, washed up, and left. "Dalia, even if what you say is true. He has his whole life ahead of him. Besides, he wouldn't want someone like me... I mean look at me. I'm not... I can imagine what people will say. I can't do that to him or even worse... What if he sees me as a joke?" I whispered. "Talia, what do you mean? You are beautiful. Have you looked at yourself?" Dalia whispered. "You need to be honest with yourself, and then with him. Because, he has not taken his eyes off of you since we got here." "Really, I mean." I took a breath. "Dalia, I won't take advantage of him, so I want him to have fun this weekend, and I'll get over this fascination I have with him." I told my sister. Dalia laughed, "We'll see. But just so you know, the first little bitch you take out over him, I'm right there. OK." She laughed, "Besides, you might be right. You'll have to teach him too much. How to kiss, touch, everything." "Um, Dalia, he knows how to kiss." I smiled, "Believe me, he's good." "You slut, way to go girl!" She teased, and we laughed. We rejoined the guys and finished breakfast. Dalia sat with Steve and he held her close, as I sat beside Richard. We left Denny's and headed to Newark Mall. As I was driving, Richard was pensive. He looked at me and asked, "Around your family, what do I call you?" I paused, "Talia is fine. We are not at work and I want you to have fun," I answered. He nodded and was silent for a moment. "Talia, you look beautiful this morning. I want you to know that." He said softly. I gasped. "Thank you, Richard, you're very handsome as well." "Talia, don't. Don't try and make what I say something simplistic and common. I told you how I feel last night, and you keep trying to ignore me. I know you think your being older is an issue, but not for me. Today, can you give me a chance? Let me show you I can be the man for you." He asked. YES! that word was on the tip of my tongue, but he was a kid and this had to be a crush. I ignore the way my body creamed for him, wanted him, and tried to stay in the role of the grown up. "Richard, this is just a crush. When you get to school, you'll meet so many girls your age. You won't even think about me." I explained. I drove into the parking lot at the mall, and I could tell he was frustrated. But ever the gentleman, he exited his car, and opened my door and held it for me. Dalia was already at Kirkland's Home Designs, and we joined her there. Steve asked Richard to come with him, He wanted to visit the electronics store. I watched him walking away, my heart pounding while Dalia rattled on about a painting she liked. Rick She told me to simply call her Talia. That's fine, but I am so frustrated. She keeps telling me what I am feeling. She keeps telling me I'm crushing on her. Well, if I'm crushing what as last night. I know what I heard, and I haven't said anything, but it's on the tip of my tongue to ask. We arrived at the mall, and she went with her sister. Steve asked me to come to the electronics store with him. I was looking at the newest phones, and Steve interrupted my thoughts. "She is stubborn, but you can get her attention. What happened on the way here?" he asked. I didn't know Steve, but right now I needed to vent. So I told him what was said. "She keeps telling me I have a crush. Maybe she's right. But I've never felt like this about anyone. So I think she's in denial. When she kissed me last night, she didn't want to end it." Closing my eyes I recalled those feelings. "Rick, have you ever had a girlfriend?" I looked at him angry. If he was going to dismiss... "No, listen. You seem like a nice guy, but you also seem sheltered. What do you have to compare your feelings to?" I looked at this man and wanted to argue , but what he said made sense. "I know Talia. She is very sensitive, and has a big heart. She also has her own issues. But knowing her, she would see being with you as taking advantage of you because you have no experience." I scoffed. "I've dated, but girls my age bore me. I haven't looked at another female since I met her last year. She is the most amazing woman." Steve nodded, and then he asked a question that made me pause. "How will you support her? If something happened and you had to be the bread winner, what do you have to fall back on?" "I..." he made me think. I was a nineteen year old high school graduate. I took a year off to intern with this company, and took my basic courses at a local community college. I was moving three states away to live on campus as a student for the next three years. I worked, but I had enough money to cover my emergency expenses. He was right, I had nothing to bring to the table for her, but it didn't negate my feelings. "Steve, I understand what you are asking. And I see your point. I can't take care of her, but I still care..." "I know, and Rick I was not trying to dismiss your feelings. But for this weekend, back off. She wants you to be a kid, right. Then be a kid. You'll meet Pops at lunch and he is astute. Meet her folks, talk to them, and give them a chance to know you." He chuckled. "Pops is in his sixties, but he's no fool. He told me I would marry Dalia, and I laughed at him. I have to say this, you have meet beat in two areas: You're black and you're educated. With her parent's that will be in your favor." Steve looked around, and continued. "Like I said, I'm not an expert, but have fun. There are quite a few of guys your age in the family, try hanging with them today. If they invite you out, go." He laughed, "Make her miss you, and then don't pressure her. In other words, back off, Rick, I bet you'll get another kiss, maybe even more before you get home Sunday night." I nodded, because what he said made sense. It was easy to calm down when she was not around, but I knew as soon as I saw her, my body, mind, and spirit would want her. "Steve, how do I turn it off? What you said makes sense in here, " I pointed to my head, but here, "She is all I think about. All I dream of." And I pointed to my heart. Steve nodded and said, "Man, I hear you. I hear you." I looked up and saw both women walking our way. I alerted Steve and he looked at his wife and smiled. Talia Dalia and I found a beautiful painting for our parents. It was a picture of the Old South, and being southern, we knew they would appreciate it. While we were shopping, it was easy to allow myself to be distracted, but after our purchase, Dalia wanted to talk. I knew she wanted to talk about Richard, but I was wrong. She had something more exciting to discuss. "Talia, I'm pregnant." Dalia announced. I stared at her shocked. "Look I have not told Steve. I want to announce it tomorrow night. But he cannot suspect anything. When we go to dinner tonight I am not drinking and he might notice. Help me come up with a reason, alright. I smiled and hugged my sister. I was going to be an aunt. "Dalia, I've got this. Don't worry." I assured her. "Now, Talia, I like Rick, and I hope you two can figure something out soon. My baby will need cousins to play with." She teased. I sputtered, shocked at what she'd said. "Dalia, he's a kid." I screeched, and several other patrons looked. My sister laughed. "OK, tell that to yourself. I tell you what. You know our cousins are coming to mom and Pop s for lunch. Most of them are his age. Let him play and don't get jealous, and I will believe you just have a crush." Dalia held out her hand and added, "But, if seeing him with girls his age bothers you, you need to realize you're sprung girl." Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story Ch. 02 I looked at her not wanting to take this bet. So I bluffed, "What do I get if, I mean when I win?" Dalia smile, "You get to name the baby." She extended her hand, "But if I am right, I get your brand new suede and leather Alexandre Birman pumps." she added. I walked away. "This is silly. I will not agree to that." I stated. Dalia laughed, "Because you will lose, and you know it." She touched my shoulder and stopped me from walking, "Talia, it is alright. I'm your sister, and I love you. Now let's find our men." My sister was the one person I could be honest with. "Dalia, he has his whole life ahead of him. How can I interfere with that? He leaves for Moore College Wednesday. His parents have worked and saved for this and he worked hard and saved all year to go. He can be at the top of his chosen field, but if I'm selfish and give in to what I want. He won't go. He'll want to stay here with me." I looked away. "That's not the worst part; I wouldn't want him to go. I'm sick Dalia, and if I can't get this under control. I will cross the line. I came close last night." Realizing I said too much, I covered my mouth. "Talia, you didn't and you won't because you care about him. What you feel for him will make sure you do what is best for him. You can resist and let him go because that is what he needs you to do. So when we get home, introduce him to the kids and make him go," Dalia said. She was right. The guys were sitting in front of the electronics store and stood when they saw us coming. They had talked about something, and I bet Steve gave Rick advice. Dalia greeted her husband with a kiss and he asked her to come with him. He wanted to show her something. They left Rick and me alone for a bit. "Talia, I'll back off. This is time with your family and I have no right to demand anything from you. I apologize and I will not pressure you anymore." My heart stopped, it sounded so final, but I also realized he was saying exactly what needed to be said. "Rick, I want you to have fun. I wanted to give to a carefree weekend. Let's start over and enjoy this time alright." Rick smiled and my heart fluttered. "OK, we can start over. Let's be friends." He extended his hand and I touched him. Tingles and electricity seemed to course through my body as my eyes flew to his. Rick Talia and I spoke when Dalia and Steve went to look at satellite radios that he looked at earlier. I decided to speak and draw a line. She was shocked. I could tell, and then she reminded me that she simply wanted me to enjoy myself. Once she suggested that we start over, I agreed. She took my hand to shake and I felt fire shoot through my limbs. We let go and wandered into the electronics store. I looked at instruments and she looked at laptops. Soon Dalia and Steve finished, and were ready to go. Dalia seemed chipper, but Steve seemed a bit down. It was almost eleven and we needed to go to their parent's home for lunch. Steve carried the package the women bought to Talia's car and suggested that she and Dalia go on to their parents. The two of us would meet them there. Dalia kissed his cheek, and whispered in his ear, He smiled and then kissed his wife. We stood as the ladies drove off and then climbed into Steve's truck. "Steve, what's wrong?" I asked. It was obvious he was disappointed and maybe talking would help. "Nothing, I was a radio system I can wire for my game room at home, but Dalia said we can't afford it. She hates to spend. We often agree on big purchases before buying." He explained. "Oh, OK." I answered. My parents did the same. So I understood what he was saying. "You and Talia talked?" he asked. "Yes, I apologized and told her I wouldn't pressure her anymore. She suggested we start over, and we shook on it." I explained. Steve drove for a while and then he laughed. "Rick, you and I are a sad pair. One day we need to team up on those sisters. Look when we get to Mom and Pops I want to introduce you to the cousins. You should have fun." Soon we were driving into a wide driveway. Cars were parked all around, but Steve managed to park beside Talia's car. We got out and before we could reach the porch, people came out to meet Steve. As they all spoke, I stood watching. Steve took a minute to introduce me to the guys. "Hey guys, this is Richard. He worked with Talia. Rick, these are the guys Mike, Brandon, and Brian. Brandon and Brian are Talia's cousins. Mike and Talia dated for a while. I was instantly alerted to Mike. I had to check this guy out. He was closer to her age, tall, and athletic. "Hey, you hoop? We have a game later. Light skin versus dark skin, and we need another player." Brandon asked. "Yes, I play a little. I'm in." I answered and we shook on it. Dalia and Talia came out and I had to play it cool. Dalia hugged Steve, and Talia joined us. Mike spoke to her and she greeted him. I could tell she was uncomfortable when some more guys walked up. "Ah hell Naw!" They declared." Y'all got another light-skinned brother on y'alls team. We still gone kick y'all asses." They taunted. Brian spoke up and said, "Ha we don't need another player to take you out. " They laughed and introduced themselves. We joked backed and forth with me giving as good as I was taking the taunts. I liked her family. Soon, Dalia called our banter to an end because even more people had arrived. "Enough, Mom and Pops are inside. Let's at least speak before the rivalry begins." She declared and Talia laughed. Talking my arm as Dalia took Steve's we went in to meet her parents. Talia Steve and Richard were right behind us. Dalia knew Steve was a bit upset, because she refused to let him buy a radio that he wanted. But it would be fine, because she had a special announcement to We went straight inside to see Mom and Dad. They hugged us and we were so glad to be home. As we greeted our parents, we realized that Aunt Sandra was there as well as Aunt Lisa. We took a moment and greeted both of them as well. "Girl it's so good to see you. I know you're busy in the city, but you need to take time and visit home more." Aunt Lisa chastised me. I smiled. Aunt Lisa was my saving grace growing up because she understood what I was going through. However, I respected Aunt Sandra, but she was often harsh with me. She never seemed to be fond of me, so as a child I avoided her as often as I could. Being Southern, I had to greet her with a hug as well. As I thought, she had to get her dig in. "Talia, I'm so glad you're home. Look, I found this cream, and I want you to try it. Alright. It guarantees to help lighten your complexion." I froze, and before I could answer Daddy spoke. "Sandra, both of my daughters are beautiful. Talia is an ebony goddess, and Dalia is a Creole queen. I have told you about saying stuff like that to her." Aunt Sandra was instantly contrite. "I'm sorry child, I just..." "Sandra, just stop it alright." Momma spoke. I hated seeing my Aunt in distress, even though she was not my favorite. I understood that in her way she was trying to help, but her words hurt. "It's OK, Auntie. No harm done," I whispered. She hugged me so tightly, and whispered, "Thank you." Dalia and I chatted for few more minutes when she noticed Steve's truck was outside. We excused ourselves to go find our men. As usual, our cousins, Brian and Brandon were there, with my ex-boyfriend, Mike. Already talking noise were our other cousins, Drake, Tyrone, Dee and Gee, and their friend Too Long. We walked up and I noticed that Richard fit right in. He could talk noise with the best of them. I spoke and Mike tried to hug me, but I avoided him. To my relief, Richard played it cool I guess his promise to back off at the mall was legitimate. Dalia told the guys Mom and Dad wanted to see Steve and my guest, so she grabbed her husband and I grabbed Richard and we went inside. As we were walking in, Brian yelled out, "Hey guy, we got practice in fifteen, Steve you know where, right." Steve yelled back "Gotcha," and Dalia snatched his arm. Mom and Dad were sitting when we walked in. A thousand thoughts flew through my mind. "Would they like him? Would he like them? Would anyone comment on how young he was. Would they believe he's just a friend or read more into it? What would Mom and dad think of Richard?" Richard squeezed my hand, and I relaxed. It was if he could sense that I was nervous. I smiled and introduced him to my parents. As I predicted they were extremely gracious, and Richard relaxed immediately. Steve noticed the time and begged off. "Pops we need to prep for the game. Well see you at the court, right?" he asked. Dad laughed, he looked a t Richard, "You play ball young man?" he asked. Richard laughed and answered, "Yes sir, I've played with guys in the neighborhood for years. I was actually thinking of trying out for the team at Moore when I get there." "Aha secret weapon, I might have to join the dark-skinned team so they stand a chance." Dad joked. I was shocked. I never knew he played sports, but it was a nice surprise. He and Steve left and then the questions began. Rick We went inside and I met her parents for the first time. They seemed really nice. We talked a bit and Steve remembered we had to prep for the game. I actually played ball, and everyone seemed a bit shocked. I liked her Dad. He reminded me of my father. He was older than his wife but he still looked young. You would think he was in his mid-fifties not sixty-five. I laughed when he said he had to join the other team. Then I realized something, there was quite a lot of focus on skin color in this family. As Steve and I went to the court to practice I asked. "Um, Steve, why are we playing dark-skinned versus light-skinned? Why not play as shirts and shirtless?" "It is a tradition in this family. The dark-skinned members always try to best their light-skinned family members. Freaked me out the first time I heard it, but Brian explained it to me. It's just fun and games, not serious. He also said that as the only white guy in the family, I had to be on the light-skinned team, so here I am." He exhaled. "Look we can talk more about this later, but first I got to teach Drake a lesson. He says white men can't jump, but I want to show him I can out shoot him." I laughed. We made it to the court and warmed up. Soon some young ladies came and told us lunch was ready. Brian introduced us, and one of the girls, Kenya, seemed to latch on to me. We all walked back to the house with Kenya hanging on to my arm. Lunch was a casual affair, a huge family picnic. The house was lovely and the family had a huge backyard that accommodated the crowd. Steve was talking with other guys his age leaving me with the guys we played ball with and the girls that joined us. I had so much fun, just hanging with them. I wondered where Talia was, and took a moment to find her. She was actually talking with her sister and some other people. Soon the guys decided to eat and I held back. Kenya grabbed my hand and pulled me with her. We picked a table and had fun talking and joking for the next hour or so. Soon Drake stood and challenged Steve. "Hey, white boy. It's time to get yo ass kicked he teased." We laughed and our group broke up as the opposing teams formed. "To the court!" Some one yelled and it was game time. Two of the uncles served as referees. The game was on. We played straight ball, no breaks, no rules, and fouls did not exist. The first time I took a punch, I went down. Dee looked at me and laughed and said, "Hey light skin, if you can't take the heat..." That was it. I was going after him. Within the next ten minutes, I got my punch in. He got up and wanted to fight. The refs pulled us away from each other. I wondered what Talia thought, but I dare not look for her. Soon we were at the end of the game. The dark-skinned team had a four point lead. We needed a five points to win it. Mike broke the ball and passed it to me. Tyrone was headed for me, as Steve tried to block. I shot from the three-point line and everyone froze. SWOOSH! Nothing but net, and like that their four point lead was now one point. Gee broke the ball and passed to Too Long. Too Long attempted a lay-up and nailed it. Just like that the dark-skinned team won the game. No bad feelings though and we congratulated the winning team. The guys decided to go to a local club and just hang. Steve and a few of the older guys refused because they had plans with their wives, so Drake asked me to join them. I asked if they could give me a lift back to Home Style Inn and they were like sure. I said "Let me check with Talia, first." I was her guest and I wanted to make sure she did not have anything she needed me to attend with her. Besides, my Dad always said check with your driver before wandering off. She was talking with her Dad and I hated to interrupt, but I wanted to be sure she did not need me for anything. Mr. Greene sat there smiling as I spoke. When she answered, he nodded also giving me his consent as well. I looked at Talia just to be sure; any trace of doubt, and I was staying with her. She said, to have fun and I smiled and went back over to my new friends. "No problem, as long as I get dropped off ." We went back to the house and talked a while. The guys were leaving and Dee told me they'd be at the hotel to get me at eight. I said "cool", and they left. Kenya walked over and kissed me on the cheek. I smiled at her and she whispered, "See you at the club," and walked off. Stunned and sort of aroused, I made sure I watched her walk away. "Man, how'd you get her. She won't even look at me," Too Long complained. I looked at him humped my shoulders and laughed. Where was Talia? I wondered. I looked around and saw her talking to her Dad. She seemed to be concentrating really hard and I wondered what was so serious. Talia The guys went to practice and we stayed to help make the lunch. As we were setting up, Kenya, Tammy, and Ariel came in. These girls are our cousins and Kenya just graduated this year. She is taking classes at the local college this fall, and for a second I wonder if Richard will find her attractive. My cousin is beautiful. She has long brown hair, a milky brown complexion, and hazel eyes. I think Dalia can read my thoughts, because she nudged me snapping me from my reverie. I laughed, but deep down I was worried. Soon Aunt Sara grew tired of them and told them to go out and get the men. They stopped and talked to Drake and Dee, and then I saw them heading to the court. They told the guys lunch was ready and I saw Kenya attached to Richard. Fear, anger, possessiveness, engulfed me. I moved away from the crowd. I had to get my emotions under control. I moved to the kitchen and watched him laugh with her. I saw her touch him. It was making me fume. At some point, Kenya came inside and saw me. She rushed over and hugged me. I hugged her back and congratulated her. She then began asking questions about Richard. "Talia, he is so cute. He skin is so smooth. Oh my God he looks like Bruno Mars, and Talia I love Bruno Mars. Look, does he have a girlfriend? I mean, a guy that looks like him cannot be single." Kenya ranted. I wanted to scream at her, He's mine! Declare he was taken, but couldn't do that. I smiled and answered, "I'm not sure. You'll have to ask him." I answered. "Well, it doesn't matter, tonight he's mine." She boasted as she rushed outside to join him. I was tearing apart lettuce for a salad, and as soon as Kenya left, I pulverized the salad. "Calm down, Sis, You're jealousy is showing." Dalia teased as she entered the kitchen. "I'm fine. It's just that. Does he have to have her so close to him?" I grumbled. "Damn, I wished you had taken that bet. I'd have some new shoes." Dalia teased. Then we carried the salad out. I sat with Dalia and some of the other women and we talked. Soon the game started, and we all went to watch. I had never seen Richard play, and I must admit he was impressive. When he was hit and fell, my heart stopped, but baby boy got up and back in the game. He was hot, sweaty, and sexy as sin. Soon the game was almost over and he made that amazing three pint shot. Everyone cheered for him, even me. Unfortunately his team lost, but in my eyes, I saw a new side of Richard, a masculine aggressive side I wanted to get to know." "Girl, your lust is showing. I thought he was just a kid you wanted to treat before he goes to school. How do you plan to treat him?" Dad asked. I blushed, embarrassed to be caught in my naughtiness. "Daddy there isn't anything. I'm just happy he's having fun, that's all." I lied. Why lie to my father, he knows me too well. "Right, you know your Mother was sixteen when I noticed her the first time. She was dating some little punk that had no idea how special she was." He chuckled. "Daddy it's not like that. I mean..." I looked away. "Talia, I know how you feel. He is so young, and you don't want to take advantage. You feel like a predator." He hugged me. "I like him Talia. He's a good guy, but I think you are right to wait. Let him finish school, and if it's meant to be, it will happen." I nodded, because someone understood. I had heard the story of Daddy and Mommy so many times. Daddy was hired as a contractor on a big job at the school. One day he was working when Momma walked up. He was floored. As soon as he learned her name and that she was a student there, he tried to not think about her. Momma saw him and thought he was the most handsome man she'd ever seen. So for over a year she flirted, but he dismissed her. At some point she convinced him to take her out. Out of sheer respect, he picked her up from home. He was so much older and when he met Grandpa for the first time, he pulled a shot gun on him and made him leave. He decided to walk away, but Momma ran away from home and showed up at his house. She was seventeen, and he knew he would have to go to jail, before he let her go. He went back and confronted Granddaddy, and granddaddy hit him. Grandma and Momma begged him to stop and Momma got between them. Momma told them she would be with him no matter what they said, and she and left that day. Time passed and Daddy felt he was wrong and he went back to ask permission to marry her. He promised to care for her and Granddaddy gave his permission. They married soon after. I loved the story and often wondered what made them fight for each other. "Daddy, Kenya is the right age for him, she's beautiful. They complement each other." I wrapped my arms around myself. "I mean, just look at her, she's perfect." "Talia, I never spoke on this before, but now I must say something. Everyone is born inside their skin. You and your sister look exactly alike, except for your color. She is light like your mother, but you my daughter have a deep dark complexion. Your sister is milk chocolate, but you, my dear, I call dark chocolate. You are beautiful and your skin is amazing. I want you to see yourself. I want you to see what I see when I see you. You need to see what he sees, because that boy loves you." I hugged Daddy and he held me close for a moment. Richard walked over and explained he was invited out by my cousins. He wanted to know ii I had any plans for us that evening. "No, I'm going out with Steve and Dalia, have fun. Make sure you have a ride back to the hotel OK." I answered. He paused, and looked at me, then he smiled and walked away. He and the guys talked, and I saw Kenya kiss him, as he made sure he watched her walk away. Rick The picnic lunch ended. Talia and Dalia helped clean up and Steve and I had dumpster duty. After about an hour, everything was cleaned up and we were once again visiting the parents. I was collecting some paper when her father walked up to me. He helped and then asked me about my feeling for his daughter. Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story Ch. 02 "So Rick, I see you have feeling for my daughter, right." He stated. "Well, sir, she's the most amazing woman. Yes, I do have strong feelings for her. But, she sees me as a kid and ..." I stopped. He chuckled, "Son, drop the innocent act. I know a man in love when I see him. You're gone over her, but she is right. You need to live first. The worst thing I did for my Desiree, was marry her when she was so young. I took her youth. Talia will not do that to you, because she cares about you. But be wise son, take your time and decide if she is what you want. Talia is special. Out of both girls, she is the most sensitive. So if you choose to love her, then love her. But if you decide you want to play longer, then you need to let her know." He smiled as we carried the last bag to the dumpster. "Well, let me also say, in about three years I'll be honored to welcome you into our family." He then shook my hand followed by a hearty pat on the back. We walked back in the house where Talia was talking with her Mom and Aunt. "Hey, Richard. Let's get back to the hotel to get ready for tonight. What time are the guys picking you up?" she asked. "Eight. Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Greene, I had a nice time today. Congratulations on thirty four years." I stated as we left. "So you had fun today?" Talia asked. "Yes, you have a nice family." I answered. "I see you really liked Kenya. I mean, Nothing." She tried to avoid. Her tone caught my attention, and I realized she was jealous. "Well, you did say you wanted me to have fun, right." I reminded her. She scoffed, "Well, just be careful, alright. I mean, um, I promised your parents..." I laughed, "Talia, your cousin Kenya is beautiful. She seems to be lots of fun, but she is not the woman I really want. However, I promised to back off, and I will keep that promise." She was quiet, and then she spoke, "Richard, I'm confused. I am feeling things I should not feel, and seeing you with her bothered me. Look, you have fun and I'll get a grip on myself, OK." She admitted that she has feelings for e. I was flipping out on the inside, but I stayed cool. We parked at our hotel and I opened her door of course. We walked to our floor and I stopped at her door. "Talia, do you want to stay here. I don't have to go." She caressed my cheek, and we looked in each other eyes, "Go, have fun tonight." she whispered. I caught her wrist and kissed her hand. In that moment there was no one else, just us. She then stopped at my door, and I unlocked it. She went to her room, and I realized I had a little over an hour to dress before the guys picked me up. Talia I walked back into my room. I was meeting Steve and Dalia at Southern Whispers after. Richard was going out with my cousins. I wanted him to have fun, but I didn't want Kenya near him. I needed to get a grip. I had to get my emotions under control. I got my favorite red dress out and matching pumps. I took a long hot bubble bath. I thought of Richard the entire time. Soon I was done and got out to dress. Someone knocked, I opened the door and he was there. Again, my geeky assistant was gone, and a handsome self-assured man stood in his place. I was wearing my robe and nothing else, "Come in." I croaked. My body was ablaze for him. "Talia, Dee is in the Lobby. I wanted to let you know I'm gone. He whispered from the door. I nodded, "OK, have fun. Richard, be careful, alright." He didn't move. Then he smiled, "I would ask for a kiss, but I promised to back off right." It would take a miracle to stop me from tasting him now. I move to him, and pulled him into my kiss. His arms encircled my waist as he became a willing participant. Someone moaned, me. He hissed, and cupped my ass through the robe. "Fuck" he swore as he realized that beneath the robe I was naked. He pressed his cock against me and I could tell he was huge and I knew I needed to stop. We needed to sop. "Richard, I'm sorry. I should not have." He kissed me again, and kissed me once more. "T-Baby, Talia, I need to go, because if I don't neither of us will go out. I let him go, and reminded him to have fun. He smiled and stepped away from me, then turned and headed for the stairs. I calmed down and dressed. I looked in the mirror and I had to admit that I looked good. I drove to the hotel my sister and her husband was staying and we rode to the nightclub in my car. We arrived and went in. The atmosphere was thick and hot. Bodies cluttered the dance floor and Steve lead us to a small table near the center. Dalia and I asked for virgin daiquiris, and Steve raised an eyebrow, and he ordered his usual, whatever was on tap. I was joking with my sister when Deshaun, a guy I dated when I was much younger, walked over and asked me to dance. I refused. He was insistent. Deshaun had anger issues and I had no intention of giving him any hope that I wanted him back. He would not leave, so I relented and agreed to dance with him. As soon as we entered the dance floor, a slow jam played. Deshaun held me in his h arms, dancing slowly, grinding his body into mine. "Talia, look, I'm glad you're here. I want another chance girl. I mean you're not with anybody, And I just left, Keisha alone-" "Deshaun, let's just finish this dance. I'm not interested in you in that way. I thought we'd agreed to stay friends." I explained. He stiffened, and his hold on me tightened, "Look, Talia, you're not getting any younger, and I'm willing to try it again with you. Don't brush me off girl. You know I don't like being rejected." His tone, the way he held me, and every instinct told me I was in danger. The song ended and I got away from him. As I sat down, Dalia wanted to know what was wrong, and I told her how possessive he became. She looked at Steve, and he nodded. We stayed a while longer, and Steve suggested that we needed to leave. We stood and left. I could feel his eyes on me. It was after ten, and Dalia wanted ice cream, so we went to Sonic's and ordered milkshakes. I drove them back to their hotel and returned to mine. I parked and started to get out, then I saw Deshaun was waiting for me. It was late and no one else was around. He was approaching my car and I panicked. I crank my car and drove away." No one knew what really happened with him, but he scared me. When we were dating, he wanted complete control. The first time he hit me, I ran, and the next day I ended it. There was no way I was ever going back to that. I sat there for at least thirty minutes and then a local officer pulled in beside me. He wanted to know what I was doing, I opened the window because I'd been crying and I explained what happened. The officer listened and told me to follow him back to the Inn. The police drove in and Deshaun drove away. The officer let me park and walked me inside. He also told me to call if I felt threatened again. I thanked him and went to my room. Richard was still out and I was beginning to worry about him. An hour later, I heard noise in the hall, and looked out. Richard was back, and I was relieved. He saw my door open and it was as if he knew something was wrong. "Talia, what happened?" he asked. "Nothing, I was waiting on you. Did you have fun? " I asked hoping to distract him, but he didn't believe me. "Talia, come here. Now tell me what's wrong." He demanded softly once more. Not wanting to cause any disturbances I just said I was tired from being out and was glad he finally made it back safely. That was all. "Nothing, happened. We went out, had drinks, danced. I'm just a little worn." I glossed over my crazy stalker ex-boyfriend. He stood in his door, and whispered once more, "Talia come to me." It was as if my feet had a life of their own, and within seconds I was in his arms. He held me and I cried. "Where's your key. Go get your key, OK. He said, and is if I was on remote I got it and returned to his room. He wanted to know what happened. I hesitated, because I never said why I broke up with the other man, but for some reason I needed him to know the truth. "Sit down, Richard. Promise me you won't tell anyone about this." He looked concerned, but I made him promise. Over the next hour, I told one other person the details of why I ended things with Deshaun. When I finished, Richard lifted me in his arms and laid me in his bed. He lay beside me and held me close. He swore to me that he'd keep me safe and Deshaun would never hurt me again. It was so warm, so safe that I slept. For the first time in a long time I slept in the arms of a man that loved me. I awoke a little before 5 am, and watched him. He was so amazing, his hair tousled, as he snored lightly. I eased from is bed, and returned to my room, Laying in my bed, I realized I missed him. Rick I came back to the hotel a little after one and Talia was still up. I went to my room and her door opened. I looked at her and everything in me screamed something was wrong. She gave me a line about waiting up for me, but that wasn't the truth, so I told her to come to me. She held me so close and cried. Something had happened and that meant someone had to get hurt. I had her to go get her key and come back. I held her as she cried and wanted to know what happened. She told me about breaking up with some guy named Deshaun. I knew I didn't like that guy, although I never met him, but now I had to confront him. "Promise me, you won't say anything." She pleaded, and I gave my word. I lifted her and placed her in my bed. I lay beside her and held her for the entire night. When I got up at six, she was gone. But I know now that my heart, mind, body, and soul belong to one woman, Ms. Talia Greene. Today we were attending church services with her parents. I wasn't sure what time service tarts, but I wanted to be ready when she was ready to go. I took a shower as I was getting out of the shower my phone rang. "Hey sweetness, are you OK? I answered when I recognized her number. "I'm fine, a lot better this morning. Thank you for listening last night." She explained. "Hey Richard, service starts at ten o'clock. I want to leave around nine thirty alright." She explained. "OK, I'll be ready. Can we leave a little earlier to eat breakfast?" I asked. I was actually hungry. "What time?" She asked. "I don't know. How far is the church?" I asked. "About thirty minutes from here. We can leave at eight then, and that should give us enough time to enjoy breakfast, ok." She added. "OK, I'll be ready," I agreed. I looked at the clock it was almost seven, so I decided to get dressed. At seven forty-five, I was at her door. I knocked and she let me in. I knew she said she was fine, but I had to see her for myself. She was beautiful. She was wearing a yellow wrap-styled sundress. The vibrant yellow color magnified her gorgeous skin. I was completely enthralled. "Talia, you are breathtaking." I whispered. She smiled and walked over to me, and straightened my tie, and replied, "Mr. Harris, you clean up nicely yourself." We then chuckled, and headed out would come back here after the church services and dress for the anniversary dinner. As soon as the dinner was over, we were heading home. This weekend was eye opening for me, and I knew that it would take more than flowery words to win this beauty before me. We stopped at a place called Jenny's Diner for breakfast, and I had the most delicious pancakes with strawberries. I even let Talia sneak a bite, and for the first time, we simply enjoyed being together. It was time to leave way too soon. As we drove to the church, Talia seemed worried, and then she spoke. "Look, Richard, please don't say anything about last night. I probably overreacted and I don't want to cause disruptions, OK." "I gave you my word Talia, but if he speaks to you, I will say something to him. I won't start anything, but if he tries anything, I won't allow it," I replied, "Rick, Richard, listen, I never should have-" I stopped her. "Talia, your are .... I cannot claim you yet, but I won't stand for any man mistreating you. I gave you my word that I won't tell, but I will not let him near you. I apologize if you don't agree, but no man would let him get away with that." I explained. She held my hand and smiled, as we finished our drive to the church. We arrived and went inside the sanctuary. Her family all sat together and we joined them. As soon as I sat, Kenya joined me. I felt Talia stiffen, but she turned and spoke to her cousin. The guys came in and we spoke. Service had not started and everyone was meeting and speaking to each other. Then Talia looked across the sanctuary and froze. Deshaun had come in and was sitting with some people I had not met yet. I wanted to knock him out. I wanted to tell him, she was mine and if he even looked at her again. But I gave her my word, and that was more important to me than confronting him. The minister preached and service ended. I was talking with Steve when Deshaun approached her. "Excuse me, Steve. I'll be back. I joined her and placed my hand on her back. My message to him and every other male there was clear, and I never said a word. "Oh, it's like that then." He griped. Her father answered, "Yes, and you, Mr. Bart, need to stay away from my daughter. If you even speak to her again, you will deal with all of us." Her family surrounded us. We left the church and had dinner at a local restaurant. I expected to be blasted, but nothing happened. As we were eating, Kenya took a moment to ask a question, "Did I even have a real shot?" I smiled and answered, "I'm sorry, no. But there is a guy that's crazy for you, but he claims you won't even look his way." "Who, and I pointed Too Tall out." She laughed. "Terrance Long doesn't like me. He always teases and makes fun of how I look." I laughed. You know us guys mature slower than girls; I bet if you talked to him, he'd flip over you. She smiled and headed his way. Dee and Brian told me I was wrong, Too long was whipped. Sur enough we watch our buddy, get lead away by the lovely Kenya like a lamb to slaughter. Dee had to ask, "So you and Talia? How long, man?" "Look, we aren't really. I mean nothing has happened, but not because I haven't tried. She keeps saying I'm a kid." I explained frustrated. "Yea well, people will talk, but you make her happy and that's important. So man, we got you, all right." And we high fived. We then headed back to the hotel. I packed my things and took out my new suit for the dinner. It was awesome. I could not wait to arrive. Talia and I together would be a magnificent site. The dinner started at six and we were checking out at four. We would help set up and dress at the dining hall. I wasn't sure how many people would come, but the hall was huge and Talia, Dalia, their aunts and cousins had it ready in no time. The caterers arrived and the Aunts dealt with her. Guest started coming in, and Talia told me to go dress. I went to the men's room to put my suit on. As I was dressing, Deshaun walked in. He said he just wanted to talk. He gave me some tire line about being young, immature, but he never neat to hurt her in anyway. He understood why she left him alone, but I was a kid. I didn't stand a chance with a woman like her. Then the true side of Deshaun came out and he became aggressive. "What punk? You think you can take my woman. You're just a kid. She don't want you." He stated as he shoved me. He faced me down and I stood my ground. I'm nerdy, but I will defend myself if the need arises. "Look Deshaun. I don't want trouble. You need to go. This is a family occasion, and you aren't family." "What, you scared? Talia needs a man, not a boy." He growled. "She is my woman, and I won't let you or anybody else keep me from what's mine." "Look, Deshaun," I was ticked off now. "You stay away from her. If you even look at Talia, I will..." he started to punch me, but Mike came in and grabbed him. Steve and Mike stood between me and the other man, and they had words. The two men took Deshaun and got him out. "Man, are you alright. He was not supposed to be here. Look, the police are coming. We'll file a report, OK." Mike assured me. "Has he bothered Talia? " I asked. "Is she alright?" She was my main and only concern. "She's fine, Dalia's with her. She doesn't even know he was here." Steve assured me. Talia Seeing the police arrive and head to the men's room, I was concerned. "What's going on?" I asked. Kenya, Dalia, and I took off. When we got there, Steve and Richard were talking to the officers, and giving a description. Deshaun had been here. Rushing to Steve, Dalia and I wanted to know what happened. Steve explained that Deshaun tried to get in and Rick and Mike stopped him. The police were called and would watch for him. Everything was fine." He explained. I looked at Richard, and he seemed fine, but I knew he would not tell me if he was in danger. So I decided that we'd talk on the way home. Everyone headed back out leaving us alone. Richard, he threatened you, didn't he?" I asked. I trusted him to not lie to me, but I knew he might not tell me everything. "No, well yes. But he's more pissed that he lost you. I kinda feel for the guy. You're simply perfection Talia, and he was a fool." he spoke as he caressed my cheek. I smiled and caught his hand, "Let's look at you. This suit is sick. I'm gonna have to fight the women back tonight. He laughed, I could feel his eyes o me. "Baby, the way that dress shows off you curves, I'm the one that's gonna be fighting." He replied. We both laughed and then went into the dining hall. As we approached the door, Richard offered me his arm and we walked in. All eyes were on us, and at first we were embarrassed, then he moved his hand to my back, and I felt treasured. He escorted me to my seat at the family table. As he turned to move, Steve cleared his throat. "Um, hey Rick, Pops says you sit with us." Steve informed us, and Richard had a seat next to me. The program began with a prayer. Aunt Sandra and Aunt Lisa told the story of how they met. Everyone laughed. Richard squeezed my hand beneath the table. Finally the caterers served us and everyone ate and shared in the fellowship. So many people came to the tale to congratulate Mom and Pop, and just s many wanted to meet the young man I was rumored as seeing. After a while, I needed to use the restroom, Dalia went with me. We entered and caught a group of women talking. "Talia Greene ought to be ashamed of herself. That boy is almost young enough to be her son. I bet his parents don't know she's messing with him. She needs to sit her ass down and find a man her age." Bitch number one griped. "Hell she's too old and crabby, thirty-three. No real man will take her bullshit. So she'd have to train a kid to do it." Bitch number two agreed as she preened in the mirror. Dalia and I entered the bathroom and made sure we locked the door. I had heard enough when the third bitch piped in, "I don't care who she fucks, but why she gotta act like she's better than us. She's a rapist, really just like her daddy. They talk about the love of all time, her Momma was a baby when that man took her. That's where she got that shit from. " Bitch number one was not done, but at this point I was ready to speak, "You know they arrested Deshaun because of her ass. He just wanted to talk to her. That's OK; he is over her tired ass anyway. I'm gonna see if my folks will help bail him out when we leave here. Shit, y'all see he's light skinned. I knew she'd want a light skinned brother. I guess she don't want to have charcoal babies. Hell, tonight, I might just let him sample some of this caramel pussy. I bet he'll leave that dark-skinned bitch alone." They laughed. "Bitch, that's enough. You three whores are the scum of this family, spreading your legs for anything that has a cock. You want to talk about me and what I've done. You have nothing you can say about me. I'm not the one trolling for a man to take care of me. I own my own home. I have a successful career and a man that loves me. Yes, he's young, but what do the three of you have. Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story Ch. 02 I looked at bitch number three, "You have three kids and no idea of who fathered either of them. Have you gotten your food stamps this month? No, maybe that's why I saw you stuffing food into your bag." She started to speak but I ignored her, and went to bitch two, "Whose husband are you fucking now, bitch. You want to talk about me, and yet the man you claim is married. Does he even see your kids, even claim them?" She wanted to argue, but I had to address the last bitch. "Keisha, how many times does he have to go upside your head for you to know Deshaun does not love you?" I asked. "Look bitch, I've been with Deshaun since-" I cut her off, "Since we were kids. I know, and I was with him behind your back and I'm sorry, but Keisha, he hit me once and I ran. How many times has he hit you, ten, one hundred, more? You call me names and try to insult me when you have a problem. Yes, Richard is young, but he loves me. He would never hurt me like that. That's not in him." I stopped, the others went quiet. "You call me black, and I am, but my skin is not charcoal; it's dark chocolate. Dark chocolate is the sweetest treat of all." I looked at this woman; this woman who hated me simply because I was there. And I said. "If you want to hate me that's fine, but bitch if you ever fuck with Richard, your ass is going down." I looked back at Bitch number two and said, "If I ever hear another foul word out of your mouth about my parents again, wench. I will snatch out your tongue. Now you've eaten. All three of you gather your things and leave. We don't want you here. Bitch number two retaliated calling me a few choice words, but she grabbed her purse and headed for the door. Keisha and I stared at each other. "He loves me. You're just a distraction." She whispered before she left. As the three girls left the restroom, outside the door a few more women had gathered, and they applauded. Aunt Sandra hugged me and said, "It's about time you stood up for yourself. You are still a Johnson, and we Johnson women don't take shit from no one." I was surprised, but Dalia and I relieved ourselves and rejoined our men. When we returned, Richard asked me was I OK. I smiled and realized that I was. It was time to present the gifts. Several people gave our parents nice gifts, but Dalia and I had ours to present last. We gave our parents a two week vacation to Fiji. The cousin then presented them with and three thousand dollars in spending money. Everyone cheered and then Dalia stood at the podium, she had a special gift. "Momma And Daddy, I have another gift but it will take some time to get here. You'll be back from your trip before it arrives alright. I should be here in about seven months, maybe earlier if it's more than one, right?" She winked at me and I laughed. Poor Steve and Richard were clueless. Dalia decided put her poor confused husband out of his misery and said one more thing, "Steve, you're going to be a daddy." He was shocked. He leaped up and hugged his wife. Everyone cheered for them. Soon the gathering ended and everyone except us went home. Richard and I were driving out tonight, but the police called and ask that he come down the next day to make a statement. They arrested Deshaun earlier, and it was clear he was intending to harm someone. Richard could not leave, so we had to go back to the hotel for one more night. I called his parents, because in a way I felt responsible for him. I explained what happened, and assured them that no harm would come to their son. Dalia and Steve were staying an extra day, so we'd get a chance to talk once more before splitting up. My parents offered to let us stay with them for the night, but I needed time alone with him. We went back to Home Style Inn and rented our rooms for one more night. We went to our rooms, and I dressed for bed. After I'd put on my night shorts and tank top, someone knocked. Richard was at my doors wearing a white tee and blue pajama pants. I let him in. We needed to talk. "Richard, I am not..." he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I melted against him. He was so strong, so gentle. "Richard, stop. We need to talk." "T-Baby, you talk too much." He replied and I gave in for a moment. He touched my skin beneath my top and I was on fire for him. I had to see if his skin was as soft as I'd imagined, so I slid both hands onto his back beneath his t-shirt, and he moaned. My pussy was sopping wet, and I could feel his cock pressing into me. He lifted me in his arms and instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt his cock press into me. "Baby you're so wet," he whispered kissing my neck and grinding into me. "Rick, Richard, stop" I whispered. "We have to stop." "Why Talia? We both want this? We're both grown. Why?" he demanded. "Yes, we are, and I have never wanted anyone as much as I want you, but Richard. I want to wait, OK." I explained. He put me down and stepped away. "How long, Talia? How long do I have to wait?" he asked frustrated. "You need to finish school. If you still want me then I'll be here, but you need to explore first." I said and I hardly believe my own words. "Talia, I know how I feel. I want you, only you..." he whispered. "Baby, how can you be so sure?" I asked. "Have you dated anyone else, been with anyone? I care for you Richard, and I won't take advantage of you. Richard, that's why I want you to explore first because if we do this, I don't want you to regret it. So go to school, reach your goals, and then if you still want this, come back to me. I will be waiting." I whispered. He came forward and kissed me gently. "Talia, despite what you and everyone thinks, I am not a boy. I'm a man, and I now what I feel. But, OK, as much as I hate it. I'll wait. Can I stay with you a while? I won't try anything," he grinned. I smiled and nodded, "Yes, for a little while." Thank you for reading. The third and final part will be submitted soon. Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story Ch. 03 Hello readers, In my effort to write in many different genres, I am taking a stab at mature once more. However, I also think this story could be labeled romance, as well, because age, in this story, is nothing but a number. This story is being written slowly. I will continue it, and I hope you like it. **All of the characters in this story are 18 or older.** As with most of my offerings, it is self-edited and I am not perfect. So if you are going to get hung up on mistakes, then I apologize. Please read it and enjoy. None of the characters are real, or based on anyone I know. Also I ask that you do not replicate this story without asking. Writing is hard work and I really take it seriously. Again, thank you all for reading my offerings and I hope you enjoy this third and final installment of DC: Dark Chocolate. Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story The Conclusion Rick The banquet ended, and my phone rang. Officer Nash called to ask that I report to the precinct the next day to give my statement. I explained the phone call to Talia and she said she'd go with me. We talked for a while and then went back to the hotel. She registered us back in and we went to our rooms. Her family accepted me; she accepted me, and I was elated. I would go to her tonight, and if everything went the way I hoped, we'd be together. I dressed for bed and so found myself at her door. She answered, her robe open showing me her delicate skin. Quickly, she tied the robe together, and invited me in. She wanted to talk, but seeing how sexy she looked, talking was the last thing on my mind. Damn, this girl is amazing. I want to rip that robe off and love her like she should be loved. I wonder how she tastes. I wonder is her skin as soft and silky as it looks. I thought. Talia was explaining why we should wait, and that I needed to finish school. No longer able to resist, I stopped her lips with my finger, and leaned down to kiss her. She was so hot and I wanted her. I lifted her by her waist and she wrapped her legs around my waist. Holding her so close, pressed between her thighs, I felt heat emanate from her core. I leaned her against the wall and pressed my hips into her, unconsciously seeking her warmth. She moaned and gyrated against my straining cock. Her crotch was soak, and I was about to burst. I had one goal in mind, and that was to make love to this woman, the woman I loved. We needed to stop, and she managed to get my attention long enough to stop me. She gave me reasons we should wait. Then she said I need to explore. I wanted to explore, her body. But she asked me to wait. I love this woman, and honestly, I don't need to wait. She is worried about taking advantage of me, when all I wanted to do was take full advantage of her. She talked and I listened. I understood what she was asking, not that I agreed, but I could respect what she wanted. So even though didn't get to be with her as I wanted to. I did get to kiss her and touch her. She sat on the small love seat in her room as I reclined and placed my head in her lap and watched some sitcoms. I caressed her skin as she gently stroked my hair. I used this time to inhale her scent, peaches and crème. Her skin was so soft, and I answered the question I always wondered about. Her skin was definitely the same hue all over her body. I rubbed her legs and then her thighs. I could feel the heat from her pussy. She was hot for me. I decided to sit up, but continue my exploration. Each time I reached her thighs, I stroked closer and closer to her core. She shifted, giving me more access. She wanted my touch, welcomed it. I leaned over and nibbled on her ear, she moaned. She was caressing my stomach, teasing the waistband of my pants. I wanted her to slide her hand inside so bad, I moaned, "Please baby," in her ear. She smiled, and then I nipped her earlobe as I moved my hand to her inner thigh. "Open a little." I whispered, and she did. I reached inside her shorts and touched her naked pussy. I was in heaven, and for a second I cupped her entire sex. She rubbed her pussy on my hand, and I groaned. I wanted to see it; see this wonderful part of her, but I was afraid she'd stop if I demanded more. Her hair was so wet, and I was hard as steel now. Stroking her slit slowly, I kissed her, and nibbled on her neck. She moaned. Her hand now was going lower and lower. "T-Baby, touch me," I whimpered, pleading for her touch. Her fingers touched my pubes and she hissed. She stroked my hairs, her eyes never leaving the show. "Baby, touch it." I whimpered. "Touch my cock," and she wrapped her fingers around me and stroked. Her hold was so soft yet strong I almost came as soon as she touched me. I was through playing Know and I kissed my woman, She moved against my fingers as I moved inside her hand. "Rick, put your fingers inside,." She whispered and I inserted two inside her pussy, my pussy. I fucked her with my fingers as she stroked my cock. Soon she moaned and I felt her pussy spasm on my digits. Spunk exploded from the head of my cock as I too came. She wanted to wait. She wanted me to be sure. There was nothing for me to be sure of. I took my fingers from her pussy and licked them clean, as she licked my sperm from her fingers. "Mm, delicious." She whispered, and I was lost. "Hey you need to go to bed. To your room, now." she demanded. "Oh that's how it is. I thought the guys were lying. You cum, and we're through." I teased. She kissed me, "Baby, I'm not the only one that's wet. Now, Richard go to your room." She ordered and I kissed her good night. Talia I could not believe I was so intimate with him. I had just given him the speech about waiting. And in a few minutes, I was begging him to stick his fingers inside me. And his cock felt like a dream. When he came in my hand, I could not resist. I licked his cum from my fingers and he licked his fingers clean as well. Soon I was in my bed dozing. I missed him, and wanted him to stay. But for now, I had to set boundaries, and that meant, letting him grow. Eight am came quickly and we had to report to the police station. I called Richard to make sure he was awake. Even the sound of his voice excited me. At nine we reported to the 43th Precinct. The officer that took his statement was the same officer that helped me the night before. We were delayed about an hour, and when we finished we visited my parents once more. Steve and dad were talking, and Mom asked Richard to help her move some things in the kitchen. I knew she wanted to ask him question, but he could handle himself. Dalia asked me to sit for a bit, because she needed to know something. "Talia, when did he hit you?" she asked. I never said a thing so she was hurt I kept this from her. "Dalia, when we were dating. He got angry over something silly and became aggressive. I refuse to give in and he slapped me a few times. He told me it was my fault. As soon as I could get away, I came home. I never said anything, because remember I was seeing him secretly." I explained. "You should have said something." She looked away, hurt. "You should have told me." "I'm sorry Dalia. I was embarrassed. You and several others told me he was no good and I didn't listen. But I learned my lesson, and got away." I sat beside my sister, and looked at her and asked, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you Dalia. Can you forgive me?" She smiled and nodded as Steve and Dad returned. Mom and Richard came out and Mom made us eat lunch before we left. Dad stopped me because he had one more piece of advice. "Do his parents have any idea?" he asked. "No, and I'm not sure how to handle it." I exhaled. "How did you approach Granddad that first time?" "Very carefully." He laughed. "Listen, talk to his dad first. He will more likely be on your side. Now his Mom will have a real issue here." "Wait, Dad, how do you know?" I asked awed. "Well, Dads are extremely protective of their daughters, mothers are more understanding. But Mom's guard their sons where Dads tend to cheer them on." He chuckled. "His Mom will probably be the one that's the most bothered." I was really worried about this. "Maybe we can just not say anything. If we keep quiet, then later when he's older..." Dad laughed. "Baby, he's young. You're his first love. He will want to share this news with them. Just be honest with them, Talia. It will be scary, but trust in your love for him to do what is best." "Thank you, Daddy." I hugged my dad. If anyone understood, he did. We joined everyone on the patio for a quick lunch. We had fun talking, suggesting baby names, but we needed to get on the road. I hugged my family and Richard and I drove home. As I drove, he held my hand. We stopped for lunch, and shared fries. We arrived back at his home a little after six. I got out of the car, and Richard's dad came to help get his bag. As I walked in, Richard placed a possessive hand around my waist. He message was obvious. I looked at his parents. His dad was grinning, but his Mom looked pissed. Rick I slept like a log. I was having the sweetest dream when my phone woke me. Talia was reminding me of the trip to the police station. I showered dressed and we checked back out and reported to the precinct. We talked with Officer Nash and after being detained; we left and went to her parent's home. Her sister and Steve were there and we spoke, but as soon as I walked in her mother needed my help. I followed her to the kitchen. "Richard, I'm sorry we didn't have a chance to speak before now. I just have to tell you a few things I need help with." She put me to work straight away. I pulled spices and herbs from her spice rack, and help her make a quick lunch. I believed she wanted to talk, and I simply waited. "That's my baby girl. You will have to fight for her. Don't let her fear shove you away. Because she will push you away, if she believes it will be best for you. Do you know how your parents will feel about you seeing an older woman?" I didn't answer right away, but maybe I need to think about it. Her mother continued speaking. "When I first saw Felix, I thought he was old. Then I found myself watching him. His skin was so dark, that it glistened. He was a contractor, and one day I snuck out of class to meet him." She smiled, "Long story short, I knew he was mine that day. He resisted, fought me, and finally gave in. I convinced myself that my parents would love Felix, but when he walked in my parents went ballistic. Daddy pulled a gun on him, and I was afraid for the first time that he'd hurt him. Felix apologized to my parents and left. He left the job and moved away. I later learned that he was fired. I cost him his lively hood, because I was a horny teenaged girl. I learned that he moved two towns away, and I got my sister Lisa to drive over there and we found him. He was working as a greeter at a super market. I learned where he lived. The first day I showed up at his house, he slammed the door in my face. I slept on is porch. He came out and took me inside. He called my parents and Daddy came and got me. I was so mad at him, but he was right. I was a sixteen year old girl, and he could have gone to prison. One day I snuck back over there and dad came and brought the police with him. He had Felix arrested, and I finally understood. He didn't press charges but I asked him to tell the police Felix didn't do anything. He and mother took me to be examined, and the fact that I was still a virgin, saved him from being sent away." She stopped talking. "You're of legal age and she won't be arrested. But the court of public opinion will play a big factor here. So, how will your parents react? Just be prepared." Then she smiled. "I hope they accept this because the two of you fit." Soon lunch was ready, and we called everyone in. We ate and soon said our good yes. Mrs. Greene hugged me and said one more thing. "OK, now make sure you call us when you get to school." She gave me her home number and her cell. Then she hugged me, and told me one more thing. "I like you Richard. You are exactly what she needs. Make her happy." As Talia drove, I held her hand all the way. We stopped for a snack and shared my fries. Soon we were home, and I knew I wasn't hiding. We got out of the car, and I put my arm around my love. We stood and faced my parents. Daddy stood there smiling while Mom fought for composure. "Well, um, Talia, Ms. Green, join us for dinner." "I'm sorry, Mrs. Harris. I would love to but I need to get home." She answered as she moved away from me. Then Momma spoke in a tone that I knew meant trouble, "No I wasn't inviting you. I'm telling you. You will join us for dinner, or do you want to discuss how you managed to take advantage of my son out here." Talia froze. "Momma, Let me ex-"she stopped me with that look. "Richard, take your things in. Ms. Greene and I need to talk." She stated. I held on to Talia tighter. I recalled what her mother said, and I knew that we had to stand together. Talia Richard walked me inside the house and never left my side. I remembered everything Daddy said. I didn't speak, nor did Mrs. Harris. I asked to help set up, but she simply asked me to sit and wait. Richard held my hand, and told me it would be alright. His father spoke to us quietly, and told us that he'd speak to her. "Talia, Mom will be alright. We'll explain and she will learn to accept us." He explained. I looked at him, this handsome man that essentially held my heart in his hand. I loved him, and it didn't just start today. I was always attracted to him, and this weekend in Newark just solidified my feelings. I smiled at him, because he needed to be reassured. "I know, but it might take time." "Please come to the dining room. Dinner is served." His mother called. We sat with Richard and me sitting on opposite sides of the table. We ate in silence. She had made stuffed cabbages and grilled chops. The silence was so thick, so strong, that I knew she would snap. "Do you love him?" She asked. I was stunned. I expected her to yell. Call me names, attack. She started with a question. "Do you love him, Ms. Greene?" she demanded. I sat still and looked at his mother noting that she was only a few years older than I was. I answered truthfully, "Yes, I love him." "Really, and when did this start? I guess you left here Friday and fell in love on Saturday, right?" she accused becoming hysterical. "Mrs. Harris, I have always had feelings for Richard. It's not something I planned. I just..." she cut me off "I won't allow it. I will not let some cougar ruin my son's life. You are a predator and you should be locked up. How dare-" Richard spoke. "Mother that is enough! I will not sit here and let you talk to her this way." He argued. "Watch your tone, son. Just because this woman slept with you doesn't make you grown boy." His father hissed. "Dad, she can sit here and say these things to her. You act like that's OK." Richard yelled at his Dad. His father grabbed warned him to be quiet again, as he too addresses his wife. "Richard, watch it? Brenda, you need to calm down." But his wife was on the attack. Richard moved to touch his mother, when his father perceived his movement as a threat and grabbed him. "Look boy, see how much she wants you when you're in the streets. You will not disrespect us. Not for some woman that is too old for you." Richard shoved his father and Mr. Harris punched him. "You're grown huh? You can get the hell out of my house and see if this woman will let you live with her." He growled. I ran to Richard, he was hurt, and got up to fight his dad when Mr. Harris grabbed him again in some sort of headlock. Richard was bleeding and I knew I was the cause. I went to him and begged him to stop. Mrs. Harris lost it, and yelled at me, "See what you've done. You've ruined my family. You get your ass out of my house and stay the hell away from my son." "Mr. Harris, Mrs. Harris, Richard, Please... Stop. I'll go. I won't darken your door again." I promised. "Mr. Harris, please let him go." Someone beat on the door. The neighbors called the police. Mr. Harris let them in. They took in the scene and asked what was going on. Mrs. Harris wasted no time accusing me of causing dissention within the family. I sat crying. Richard stood behind me as his father too addressed the officers. They asked me to leave, and Richard had a fit. I could leave, but I didn't want him getting in trouble. He was going to college in two days. He could not blow that. "Richard, it's OK. I need to go." I explained as I touched his cheeks, pleading with him to stay calm. Two officers came, a male and a female. The female officer took my arm and escorted me to my car. Her partner stayed inside. She looked at me and spoke. "You're lucky she didn't beat your ass. You're too old for that boy. Forget him and find a man your age." I didn't respond, because right now I was too hurt. I unlocked my car and climbed in, looked at the officer who stared at me with such disdain, and I wanted to retort, but I had no words. I thought of Daddy, and what he said. He walked away, and he did it because he loved mom. Richard had a bright future, and I could not compromise that for him. I knew he loved me, and he would defy them. But I couldn't let him do that. He needed to live and grow first. So as I drove back to my home, I said goodbye to the one man I would always want and knew that right now I could not have. I was sobbing when I drove into my garage. I sat in my car crying, heart crushed, because out of everything I'd ever gone through. All of the insults, the name-calling, and even dealing with people disliking me just because, walking away from him was the hardest thing I'd ever done. We awoke, so happy this morning. But tonight, I hurt more than I could ever dream." Sleep eluded me, and I got up early and dressed for work. I reported to my office and all went well. A few days passed, and Richard left for school on Wednesday. It hurt because I could not even say goodbye to him. Thursday morning, as I was reading new books that I'd been presented, my assistant said Mr. Preson wanted me in his office. A sense of dread fell in my heart. I walked into his office and several of the com "Ms. Greene, I hate to do this, but I need to know. Have you had relations with Richard Harris, a student that interned under you these past two years?" He asked. "Mr. Preson, what do you mean by relations?" I asked for clarification. "His parents are filing a civil lawsuit against my company alleging that you had a sexual relationship with that young man? Now tell the truth, did you?" he asked. I looked at my boss and answered truthfully. "Mr. Preson, I never had sex with Richard, but we have developed feelings for each other." "Talia, his parent's will drop the lawsuit if you are no longer with the company. I believe you, but in the court of public opinion, you'll be crucified. Quite honestly, we don't need that kind of publicity here. So I appreciate your honesty, and I ask that you vacate the building by noon. After which, if you are still here, we will have security escort you from the premises." He explained. "I had just lost my job. Numb, I walked to my office and got a box from a maintenance worker, and packed my personal belongings. As I was about to leave, someone from payroll brought me a generous severance package. Mr. Preson also sent a letter saying that he'd give me a recommendation if I needed him to. Right now, I just wanted to get out of there. Rick She left. She had no choice. I cannot believe my parents treated her this way. Friday they were saying what a great woman she was. They admired her and spoke so well about her last week. Now they call her names and forced her to leave. Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story Ch. 03 It was my fault. She tried to tell me to be subtle, like we were in Newark. But I had to touch her. If I had played it cool like before, this would not have happened. I needed to hear her voice, so I called. NO answer. That night, I heard my parents talking and I left. I called a friend of mine and he drove me to her house. I stood beating on her door, but she never answered. I came back Tuesday night and beat on her door, but still no answer. I screamed. "Talia, you're a coward. If we stand together, they can't' stop us. Open this door." I screamed. Her neighbor came out and asked me to just stop. We walked to his house and he explained what was going on. "She cannot open her door for you son. The police was there when she got home from work and gave her a restraining order. If she is within fifty yards of you or your family, she can be arrested." I was shocked, as was my friends. "Will you tell her I am so sorry about this? I won't come over again. Just tell her, I'm sorry." The older gentleman smiled and patted my shoulder. "Son, you'll meet a girl your age one day." I thanked him and my friend drove me home. I understood that she was in a horrible position, and it was my fault. I would find a way to fix this, and make this up to her. I called several times on Tuesday and she didn't answer. Wednesday morning came and I was leaving early. Dad and Mom were taking me, but honestly, I didn't want to go anywhere with them. We drove in stark silence. Dad decided to spark a conversation. "Richard, I know you're upset right now, but it's our job as your parents to look out for you. I know it hurts right now, but once you meet girls your age, you'll be glad that you did not tie yourself to an older woman." "Yes sir." I answered. He wanted to be respected, then I'd give him lip service. "Son, you skipped breakfast. I made sandwiches. If get hungry, let me know." Mom added in. "Yes ma'am." I answered. There was nothing she could say that I wanted to hear. My parents continued chatting and then we arrived at the school. They helped me carry then things to my room. Mom started unpacking my bag, when Dad told her they could go. I didn't even walk them out. I wanted to hear her voice, but she was not answering my calls. So Wednesday night, I lay awake. I met my roommate. He was an art major and of course all of his friends stopped by. They tried to engage me, but I wasn't interested. Her voicemail was full, and I could not leave a message. Soon the artsy guys left and I lay down. It was late and I called once more. Still no answer. The next day, I had a break between orientations and I called her office a little after twelve. Her assistant asked about school, and then informed me that she'd been terminated that morning. I was shocked. I asked, why? She hesitated, and I knew. "Ms. Jackson, nothing happened." She sighed and said, "Son, I know. They've wanted to get rid of her since she got promoted. This was just their excuse." I knew my mother had something to do with this. I heard her and Dad arguing about pressing charges the night she left. I chatted with Mrs. Jackson a bit more and then bid her a good day. If I wanted Talia to be alright, I needed to stay away from her. So for the next five months, I studied. I never went home. Thanksgiving came and Dad called to see what time they needed to come for me. I told him I was going home with my roommate. Christmas was three weeks later, and the college was offering an extra semester. I told my parents I was taking advantage of the winter session. I called her family and they were so glad to hear from me. Talia did not join them, so I asked her mother to tell her I called and I still loved her. The next semester began, and I still missed Talia. I took a full load to finish school, so I could find Talia and we could start our lives. I refused to go home still. One weekend my Dad came to visit me. He was concerned. "Son, I know you were upset when you left, but it's been months. Your mother is worried, and it hurts that you won't come home." "Dad, I'm sorry she's upset, but I can't forget what you did. You were wrong and you know it." I had to go to my job. "Dad I have to go to work. You're welcome to stay here if you choose to. But I have to go." I left and when I returned later that night he'd gone but he left me a letter of apology. I wasn't the person they owed an apology. I thought about her and missed her terribly. So I called again. This time, she answered. "Hello." Her sweet voice flowed into my phone. "Hey Talia, please, don't hang up." I pleaded. "Richard, how are you? How are things at school?" she asked. "I'm fine, are you alright? I'm sorry about everything that has happened. I didn't think my parents would have-" she stopped me. "Richard, it's alright. I expected that to happen. They have to protect you. As your parents they need to make sure you aren't in danger." She replied. I stopped talking. "Talia, I want you to know that I still love you." I whispered. "Richard, I love... I mean, miss having you around." She sighed. "You miss you too." I added softy. "Come see me. We can spend time together." Talia laughed and my heart soared. It was the sweetest sound I'd heard in a long time. "Richard, I can't. I have to work and Saturday, I'm going to visit Dalia. I'm glad you called. Be safe. Good night, Baby." She then disconnected and I was floating on the clouds. Talia His father hit him. He hit him. I had to end it. I now understood what Daddy meant. I had to go. He called and I didn't answer. Tuesday night, he beat on my door, called me a coward and he was right. I heard Mr. Jack speak to him, and he and his friend walked to his house. Soon after they left, and he called again that night, and I did not answer. Wednesday came, and I knew his parents were driving him to Moore. I could not even say goodbye. If I even drove down their street, and the police was called, I'd be arrested. For a few days, I focused on work. I didn't call anyone. I was too hurt. Thursday morning when I was terminated over this situation, I was done. I now had nothing. I went home and cried for hours. I knew I could not stay hidden, so I got up, and started searching for another job. Mr. Preson promised me a great reference and I hoped he meant that. I applied at a few publishers on line, and was setting my thoughts to wait. Apparently, Mr. Preson was true to his word, because I got a call from Dial Books, the next morning. I had an interview with them that afternoon, so I dressed and drove to Dial Books headquarters. They were courteous and extremely polite. Mr. Lee, the president of the company, spoke with me after the interview team left. Apparently, Dial Books was a subsidiary of Preson Publishing. The position I applied for was mine if I wanted it. The interview was just a formality. I thanked him, and graciously accepted the position. I took a pay cut, and lost the title as president, but I was now reading books and helping to determine their marketing strategy. Several months past and eventually Richard stopped calling. Momma called on Christmas to check on me, and she mentioned that Richard had called and asked about me. He asked her to tell me he still loved me. "Talia, call him. You two need to talk and at least reach closure. I just hate that..." she stopped. "Momma, it's alright. His parents are right, and they needed to protect him. I was asked to stay away and I will. If he calls again, tell him I want only the best for him. Three days later, my boss, Ju Lee invited me to attend the company's New Year's party with him. Reluctantly, I went. I was surprised that I actually had fun. At the stroke of midnight, I let him kiss me lightly on the cheek, and shortly after we left. "Whoever he is, Talia, he is lucky to have your heart. Talia, all is not lost and you two can still be together. I have someone I want you to meet. " Ju drove to his home. I was not very comfortable, and had no intention of being with him in anyway. He laughed, "Talia, my wife would kill me if she thought I wanted another woman. Come, I want you to meet her." We entered his home, and I met his wife, a lovely woman who was in a wheelchair. He introduced us and we talked. Ju explained that his wife refused to marry him. She felt because she was disabled, people would not accept him. He pursued her and in the need his love for her overrode his fear. It was a beautiful story, and I was about to tell them so when Ju stopped me. "Talia, this young man loves you. You love him. Has he called? How often? Despite what his parents decreed, he has still found a way to reach you, has he not?" he asked. I looked at him shocked. "Yes, but his mother has a point. I'm too old for-" Mae Sue scoffed. "Girl you are thirty-three, not one hundred years old. The next time he calls answer. OK" she said. They were right. I needed to talk to him. Soon we all realized it was almost four am, and Mae Sue offered to let me stay until morning. The next day Ju gave me a lift home. A few more months passed, and Mae Sue and I became good friends. At this point I had called home and reconnected with my family. I asked them not to ask about Richard. It was over. My sister was due and I wanted to pick up gifts for my new nieces. One Saturday, I convinced Mae Sue to shop with me and few of the ladies from work. As we were shopping, someone called my name. I looked up and it was Richard's mother. "Ms. Greene, how are you? I was hoping we could have lunch and talk one day soon." She stated. I just looked at her. This woman spoke just as casually, as if she did not rip my heart out, flung it to the ground, and then stomp on it. I started to speak when Mae Sue spoke instead, "Ma'am, I mean no disrespect, but you got what you wanted from her. Please leave her alone." We then turned to leave. Mrs. Harris followed, and continued talking. "Ms. Greene, please, I really want to talk. Just lunch, and then I won't pester you again." She pleaded. I looked at her, and wanted to hate this woman, but couldn't. She was protecting her child. "Fine, Mrs. Harris. Let's have lunch tomorrow. Do you know where Lillo's Italiano is located? She nodded. "OK. I'll meet you there at eleven." I turned to walk away, my heart was racing. I wondered what else she had to say to me. "Talia, that was very brave of you to meet her. Be honest and tell her how you feel." Mae Sue suggested. "She asked you, so you don't have to take any crap from her." She added. I laughed. "Thank you Mae Sue, thank you." She laughed, and said, "Now your nieces are going to be two well-dressed babies." She added. We made our purchase and waited for our friends to finish at the food court. Soon everyone was done and the four of us decided to have lunch. That evening, I was home packing the clothes I'd bought for the twins when my phone rang once more. I answered. It was Richard. I answered, and we talked. He sounded so good, and I realized I missed the sound of his voice. He told me he loved me, and I almost told him the same. He tried to apologize for his parents but I told him they were protecting their child. Soon, we ended the call and I finished packing the outfits for the twins. For just a brief moment, I wished that... Well, wishing never hurt anyone, right. Soon I went to bed and sleep and for the first time in months, I had happy dreams. Richard The semester was about to end and my mother called to see when I would need to be picked up. I told her I would stay through the summer and take some additional classes to get head. "Richard, listen. We need you to come home. I know you were upset when you left, and I realized that I did not handle the situation well. I'm sorry. Will you please come home?" she asked. I almost gave. I hated to disappoint my mother, but I remembered Talia crying as she kicked her out of our house. Then she threatened to sue and she lost her job. Why? Just because she cared for me. I had not spoken to her for months. A few nights ago, she answered. She sounded okay, but she would not truly talk to me. "Momma, I love you, but you have no idea of the way you hurt me. " "Yes I do. If I could change what happened son, I would. But avoiding us is not the way to deal with it. You need to come home so we can talk this through. Despite everything, we love you Richard and we thought we were protecting you. I know you want to take classes, but can you take at least a week to come home." She stated finally. She was right. I had to deal with this, deal with the anger. So reluctantly, I agreed to visit for one week. When I finished my finals, I took the bus home. Mom met me and hugged me as soon as I arrived. She held my arm and led me into the house. Dad was glad to see me as well, and we sat down. It was awkward, but she was right, we needed to talk. "I talked with her, Ms. Greene." Momma stated. "We had lunch together last month. She is a very nice lady and she cares about you. I apologized to her and I know now I was wrong. Son, I'm sorry." "Momma, I... um. Thank you." I replied. "I know that you were trying to protect me, but you didn't need to protect me from her. Nothing happened. See what you and Dad don't understand is that I went after her. She told me it would be a problem, yet I insisted. She resisted me, but when that guy threatened her, I caught her in a weak moment. She gave in once, and admitted that she loved me. She even told me that I had to finish school first and that we could pursue a relationship after some time had passed. She asked me to wait, but I did not listen. I just never expected you to turn on her like you did. Momma you got her fired just because she saw me as a man. She would not even take my calls. I spoke to her for the first time last month, and she wouldn't even let me tell her I love her. I'm not mad anymore, but I need her. So now I will finish my degree so I can come back and stand before her as a man. I will win her back, and if you don't approve, I'm sorry." Dad sat listening. When I finished talking to Mom he spoke. "Richard, I want you to know that I am so proud of you. You stood up for her even though your mother and I were grossly unfair. I speak for both of us when I say this. Talia Greene will be a welcomed addition to our family." I hugged my Dad, and then we ate dinner and I went to bed. The next morning, I went to Preson Publishing to visit. Mr. Preson was so excited to see me. I stopped by and saw Mrs. Jackson. She asked had I seen Talia, and I told her not yet. She then told me where she worked. I decided to wait until she came home. That day I left the offices and went back home. Mom made lunch and we ate and talked a bit. Soon five thirty arrived, and I wanted to see her. Dad gave me the keys to his car, and I drove to Talia's house. I pulled into the yard, and her neighbor, Mr. Jack came out to greet me. I talked with him for a while and then I rang her door bell. "Who is it?" She called out. "It's me, Richard." I answered. Her door opened, and I was lost. She smiled and stepped aside and said "Richard, come in." I walked into her home, and like her, it was swanky and lovely. She had changed a bit. She cut her hair, and it was nice. "Richard, please have a seat. Would you like a drink? I have tea, soda, or water." "No, I just wanted to visit with you." She came back in with a drink for me anyway. I chuckled, "How are you?" I asked wishing I could just pull her into my arms and hold her. "I'm fine Richard. I'm fine." She answered. "So you'll be a sophomore next fall, right?" She asked. I could tell she was trying to stay on safe topics, but I had not seen her in months and I wasn't doing safe anymore. I chuckled, "Actually, I'll be a junior. I took my basics last year, and I've taken extra classes during the winter break. Also I'm going back in a few days to take courses this summer. I plan to graduate by next May. Will you keep your promise?" I gazed into her eyes and smiled. "You remember you said when I finished school we could be together. I haven't forgotten." Talia stood and moved away from me. "Look, I shouldn't have said that. You need to get out and meet other people. You know people your age." She whispered. "Are you seeing someone Talia? Have you found another man?" I asked. "No, I haven't, it's just that..." she replied, and I moved behind her and pulled her into my arms. She leaned into me and closed her eyes. "Richard" she whispered. "Talia, I won't pressure you. As much as I want to lift you and strip you naked as I take you on your sofa, I will wait." I whispered. She turned and looked at me. "I love you. And I know you're scared. So I can wait, but when I finish school, I become your man, OK." She nodded and I sealed that promise with a kiss. She gave in and held me so tight, so close. After we kissed, she seemed more relaxed, and we spent the rest of the evening talking. Soon it was after eleven, and she need to rest. So she sent me home. I drove home, parked and locked Dad's car. I walked in and Dad was waiting on me. I gave him his keys and thanked him. "Well, did you two talk?" he asked. '' "Yes, we did, and you know what, I'll wait until she's ready." I answered. He smiled and said. "I knew I raised you right." I agreed and then went to bed. Talia "I was about to watch a movie when my doorbell rang. I had talked to Richard a few days ago and things were looking up. I actually was looking forward to spending an evening alone. "Who is it?" I asked and it was Richard. I had not seen him in a year. I opened the door and was floored. I stepped aside and invited him in. He had changed a little. He seemed bigger, and more assure. He came in and I offered him a drink. We talked. I decided to keep it simple, but Richard wanted to get to the point. I love this aggressive side of him, but this time if we do this; it will be the right way. He reminded me that I said we could be together when he finished school, and we kissed. I was in heaven. I felt so safe in is arms. He was actually finishing school early it seemed, and I was so proud of him. We sat down and talk. He told me about his roommate and his classes. I was fascinated. He asked about what happened after I left. I talked about my job at Dial Books, and even though I was paid less, I loved it. His stomach growled and we made quick sandwiches together, He took every opportunity to touch r kiss me, and I took advantage of being free with him as well. We ate and talked. I laughed so much at his silliness. I haven't laughed so much in so long. Soon, I realized it was late and I had to work, so he decided to go home. I walked him to the door, but before I opened it, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. I returned the kiss and wanted to ask him to stay. He smiled and said, "Not yet. It's not time." I smiled awed at how mature he really was. At twenty years old, he was more mature than guys my age. As he walked out, he told me to lock the door. I stood in my window and watched him drive away. I arrived at work completely relaxed, and everyone noticed. Dial Books was different from Preson, because there I was trying to prove myself, but here, I just did my job. The people here accepted me. I was standoffish at first and then one day the women cornered me in the lounge and explained a few home truths. I connected with them and became fast friends. I never mentioned why I left Preson and hey never asked. I'm sure they knew, but no one seemed to care. I walked in all smiles, and they pounced. "Oh no, I know that smile. You either got some, for you finally saw him? Which is it?" "I have no idea what you are talking about." I lied. "I'm just happy for once. I have no idea what you are referring too." Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story Ch. 03 The girls laughed, and one said, "At lunch, you're spilling." I laughed and we got to work. The morning went by quickly, before lone, Amy walked in and said I had a visitor. Standing behind her was Richard. I guess my smile gave me away, because all the women screamed. He blushed and I told them to hush. I quickly introduced him and we were headed to lunch. Well my new work friends would not allow that, they insisted on taking us. We ended up going in a group. It was nice, A few of the guys came, and Richard and I kept our interactions friendly. Soon lunch ended and I went back to work. I knew they were not done. As soon as I went on break, my two friends pounced in the break room. "Talia, I knew you were hiding something, but Dayum girl. That man is fine as hell. Does he have brothers?" they asked. "No, sorry. He's an only child." I replied. "Well girl no wonder you kept him secret. I mean, he is gorgeous. Is he good in bed girl?" The bolder friend asked. "Hey, I'm not answering that. Besides, we haven't..." I stopped. They laughed. "We know. You wouldn't, that's why we respect you. You're a good woman. Talia, all joking aside, he seems like a good guy. You two look good together." The women agreed. We went back to work and soon the day ended. I went straight home, but as I was driving, Richard called. I didn't answer, but as soon as I drove in my yard, I called him back. "Hey, how was work? Did they have a lot of questions?" he asked. "Yes, but it was alright. They are genuinely happy for me, and I think a couple might come after you." I replied smiling. "Um, Mom wants you to join us for dinner. She told me to call and ask you. If you don't want to, I can tell her no." he stated. Instantly I flashed back to that last dinner. I went silent. "Talia, baby, are you there?" he asked, clearly concerned. "I'll tell her no. don't worry about it." He said "No, Richard, it's OK. I had a chance to talk with her and I'm sure it will be fine. What time do I need to be there?" I asked. "Seven I think, Let me check." He put me on hold and after a few minutes he came back and said, "Mom said seven. Look Talia, if you feel uncomfortable at all, we can leave, alright." I smiled, as I realized I needed to do this for him. He needed to reconcile his relationship with his parents, and the event from last year weighed heavily on him. "Richard, it will be fine. I'll see you all at seven." T-Baby, I love you." He whispered. "I love you too." I replied, not even aware I'd said the words. We hung up and I went inside to freshen up before driving to his parent's home. At ten minutes before six, I drove into their driveway. Richard came straight out, and just like the year before, he placed a possessive hand on my waist and escorted me into his parent's home. Richard Mom wanted me to invite Talia over for dinner. I was only home for a week, but after the last time she stayed for dinner, I am a little apprehensive. Talia got off work at five, so I called. She didn't answer, but after a few minutes passed, she called back. I asked about the rest of her day, and she joked about the ladies at her job. When I relayed mom's message, she went silent. That was it. If she didn't want to I was meeting her at her house. But she answered and said she'd come over. Dinner was at seven, and I was anxious. She drove in the yard and I rushed outside to meet her. She had changed into a navy and white sundress, and looked absolutely perfect. I placed my hand on her was it, and escorted her into my parent's home. My message to mom and dad was clear. This was my woman, the girl I planned to marry. Respect her. "Hello, Talia, welcome." Mom met her as we walked in. "Thank you, Brenda. It was nice of you to invite me." Talia answered. I was stunned. They seemed like old friends and when did they get on first name basis. I looked at dad, and he humped his shoulders. Mom went to set up the meal and Talia volunteered to help. Mom laughed and the two women put the food out. I was sitting in the front with Dad who offered me some advice. "Son, agree with everything they say. If you disagree, it will spell trouble." I laughed and before long dinner was served. Mom and Talia talked so much. Mom even promised to share her recipe for smothered chicken. Soon we were done eating, and the women wanted ice cream. They looked at Dad and me, and we ended up driving to the convenience store. I'm sure it was just a ruse so they could talk without us, but when we got back it was as if they were now on the same page. I moved to Talia's side and placed my arms around her waist. I expected her to gently extract herself, but she embraced me, and whispered, "Calm down." I laughed when I realized I was the one that was nervous. "Son, you can let her go now. No one will steal her," dad joked. Talia laughed and we ate ice cream. Mom made Dad and I clean the dishes, while the two of them enjoyed their ice cream we made sure the kitchen was spotless. Time flew by, and she had to work the next day. So a little after ten, she left for home. I walked her to her car, and kissed her gently. "Call when you are safely inside your house." I whispered. She smiled, and said "Get in that house, boy." I loved this playful side of her. I had a few more days before my summer session started, and I wanted to make sure I spent an entire day with her. I watched as she drove off. Dad joined me on the stoop to tease me. "Son, you're gone." "Yep, well Dad, so are you." I replied. He laughed and said, "Yep. You know it." I dressed for bed and waited on her call. Ten minutes later my phone rang. "Hello" I answered. "Well handsome, I'm home. Thank your Mom for the delicious dinner again." Talia stated. "I will. Um, are you dressed for bed?" I asked. "No, but I will be soon. Now you put on your pajamas and go to sleep." She teased. T-Baby, I sleep naked." I whispered. She caught her breath. I chuckled. "Good night, baby Dream about me." Then she got me back. "No problem, I'll sleep like a log." She sighed, "After I scratch my itch. Night baby," and she hang up. I was in bed, rock hard, and frustrated beyond belief. Then I heard a noise that always made me cringe. I tried to plug my ears, but it didn't drown out the squeaking bed from my parent's room. Fuck, even my dad got lucky tonight. Eventually the noise stopped. Man dad lasted a long time. I thought about my woman and fell asleep dreaming of the day we would be together. The next day, Mom had some chores she wanted done, and being the dutiful son. I completed all of them and informed Mom that I was taking Talia out for dinner. She told me to have a good time and be a gentleman. I stopped, because I needed to ask her something. "Mom, what happened? You and Talia seemed more like old friends." She smiled and asked me to sit. "What happened? My selfish actions made my baby walk out of my life. I have always admired her. She is at the top of her field, beautiful. But I demanded that she give you up, and out of respect for me as your mother she did. I was so angry, this older woman seduced my son, that I did some hateful things including trying to ruin her career. To be honest, a career I wish I had. But you refused to talk to me and when you left; you never came home. Your dad went to see you and when he came home, we had words. He was right. I took it too far. So I wrote and the letters would come back. You would take my calls but it was merely out of respect. One day I was at a store and she was shopping with her friends. I knew I needed to try and fix this. So I asked her to meet me for lunch and she did. We talked, and I realized something. That woman loves you. How can I let my selfishness and insecurities deny you the love of a good woman. Besides, my daughter is around my age, so we already have a lot in common right. We both love you to distraction." She laughed. I smiled and hugged my mom. "Mom, I love her. She is so special, so wonderful." I answered. "I know son. I know." She giggled. "But we want you to finish school first." "Yes Mother, I will." Then I stood, and stated. "Do you have anything else you want me to fix, build, or lift today?" I asked. "No, are you meeting her at home? You can take my car," she offered. "Thanks Mom." So I hit the shower to get ready for time with my lady. Talia Richard came home for a week, and it was nice. We had a chance to reconnect. He went back to school Sunday, but made me promise to drive down and spend a weekend with him. I agreed, and I plan to go next week. His mother has suggested we have a standing lunch date every Monday, and so each Monday she comes to my company and we always eat lunch together. I was glad we had a chance to talk. She now understands that I too want the best for him. Anyway, I miss him, but he has taken so many extra classes that he will actually graduate early. We call each other often. He was also in constant contact with my cousins. Apparently, they had plans to go to his school for their homecoming game. He asked me to come as well, but I declined. Before long, Thanksgiving came, but this year was better than last. Richard came home. He insisted that we go to Newark and see my family, so on Tuesday, we drove to Newark. My sister and her husband, stayed home so it was just the two of us and my parents. He did not come home for Christmas, because he was taking extra credits. Because of his drive, he was actually graduating early. His mother called and asked that I drive to Moore with them. Of course, I agreed initially, but plans changed. The thing is Richard was important to all of us. MY parents, My twin and her husband, and as many cousins that could fit were driving to Moore this weekend. I called Brenda, and she was awed by the out pouring of love her son was receiving. She asked when they would be here, and I knew they were driving down Friday. I would make room for them in my home. It would be crowded, but I was too excited. Brenda immediately offered space in her home. My younger cousins could stay with them Friday morning, I took a day to wait for my family. Early that morning, someone was ringing my doorbell, and Mae Sue and Ju were there. "I'm sorry, I have to meet your family. You can kick me out after they get here." Mae Sue told me. I laughed and hugged her, "Ju, make coffee." She ordered. I loved this couple. Soon Ju headed to the office, and Brenda called. She wanted to know what time they would arrive, because she was preparing lunch. She and Cedric would bring the food to my house to set up. I hadn't even thought about lunch, so I was so grateful. Mae Sue and I made salad and potato salad to go with the sandwiches Brenda was making. Cedric picked up tea and sodas. At eleven, Brenda and Cedric came to my home. I welcomed them graciously, and Brenda headed straight to the kitchen. We had become really good friends, and over the last ten months, she spent a lot of time in my home. Cedric rarely visited. Because he said he didn't want to get addicted to my big television and have his wife kick his behind. My parents arrived a little after twelve. I rushed out to meet them and Brenda followed me. I introduced the parents, and she and My mother connected instantly. Dad and Cedric immediately had things to talk about. I hugged my sister and husband, and then my nieces. They were absolutely gorgeous. Of course I didn't get to hold them long, Mon=m and Brenda took them. Another car drove up and it was full of cousins. Kenya, Brian, and Brandon rode together. I was so happy to see them. Everyone came inside and Mom and Brenda fed everybody quickly. Cedric somehow managed to show Dad the giant television and of course they found some sort of sort to watch. The younger ones wanted to explore and Steve joined the dads. Dalia and I talked. We talked several times over the phone, but it had been a while since we talked in person. After everyone had eaten, the younger ones cleaned up and put out the trash. The graduation was Saturday morning, and we decided to drive down. Instead of taking four cars, we'd take two vans. Steve, Dalia, and the cousins and I would take Dad's van. Mon and Dad would ride with Brenda and Cedric. Mae Sue loved my family and everyone had a great time. The time flew by because the next thing I knew Ju was there to collect his wife. Ju fit right in. I was amazed at how well everyone got along. As I was standing aside watching the majority of both families interact, someone said, "A penny for your thoughts?" "Dad, you startled me. How is everything?" I asked as he gave me another tight hug. "Baby girl, I am fine. I'm just glad to get my baby back.' He said. "Daddy I never went anywhere. I was always here." I reminded him. "True, but this last couple of years has been hard for you. I'm just glad it seemed to work itself out." He said. "Hey I need a hug too. Dalia, teased as she too moved in and Daddy hugged her tow laughing. "I love the two of you so much. Now where are my grandbabies?" he asked. Dalia laughed, with Momma and Mrs. Harris. Mae Sue had come in and complained, "Yea, they are hogging them. Dalia, go and take your babies back so I can hold them." She teased. "Never mind, Talia, I expect a new baby this time next year." Dad agreed, "Yes, she's right. I mean Dalia had held u her end, You and Rick owe us more grand babes." I laughed, "Dad can he graduate first before we even start on that part?" "OK, I'll give you time." He joked. Cedric walked in, and joined in on the banter. U and Mae Sue went home. I explained to everyone where everyone would be staying. My parents didn't want to crowd me and planned stay at a hotel, as did Steve and Talia. So Brenda switched. Mom and dad would stay with them; Steve and Dalia with their girls would stay with me. Kenya would stay with me and Brian and Brandon would bunk in Richard's room. Once that was settled, Dad, Dalia, Kenya, and I talked. Poor Steve was stuck. Someone felt bad for him, because thirty minutes after everyone left, Cedric came back and picked him up. Dalia laughed as he kissed her and the twins and rushed out of the door. We took some time to catch up. I asked Kenya about Terrance, and she blushed. Apparently things were going well there, but soon they turned the tables on me and wanted to know everything. I smiled, and felt OK. Richard and I were moving slow, but when we do become lovers it will be the right time for us. Kenya scoffed, and could not believe I waited almost two years. Dalia and I looked at each other and laughed. "Baby girl, sometimes, it's the buildup. Dalia explained. Kenya relied, "Well you better have 911 on speed dial, because with as much building up as the two of you have done. Someone might get hurt." she teased and we shared a good laugh. It was late and Steve called to see if Dalia would mind if he stayed at the Harris home. She told him, fine, but she got a night away when they got home. We went to bed. The next morning I awoke early and made coffee. Kenya and Dalia showered and dressed. I told them to make breakfast for themselves as I took a shower and dressed. Around seven, The parents and cousins returned. Steve greeted his wife and kissed his girls. We were off. After a few hours we were on the campus of Moore college. Richard didn't know my family was coming, so we decided to surprise him. I went with my parents to the auditorium and we took our seats, his parents went to let them know they had made it. They would not mention me or my family, and decided to deflect if he asked. Richard My big day had arrived. After today, she was out of reasons to keep waiting. I knew my parents were coming and I believed Talia would be with them as well. I missed her, and actually gave up all of my free time so I could finish and be with her. I couldn't wait to see her. I was talking with some fellow graduates when Mom and Dad came. They both hugged me and shook hands with everyone around me and congratulated the whole group. "We are so proud of you, Richard. You finished a year early with honors. Your father and I will treat you with a trip." Mom took a breath. "I know you go to work in two weeks so we're giving you a free week in Vegas." She added excitedly. "Yes son, we are so proud." That puffed out his chest. "My boy, a college graduate." I was searching the crowd, but I didn't see her. I looked at Mom, and she was talking but something and had to ask, "Did you talk to Talia? Is she coming?" "Pish posh son, don't worry about a thing. This is your big day, a great day for this family." Mom chattered on. I tried to ask about Talia once more, but soon we had to line up. Mom hugged me as did Dad, and they left to find their seats. The program started and I marched in. I searched the crowd for her. How could she not be here? This day was about more than me walking across a stage. It was my first step into becoming her man. Maybe she didn't really want a man that was so much younger. She is amazing and can easily meet a guy that's on her level. My row stood to be called. The speaker was touting accolades, but at this point, I no longer cared. Talia wasn't here. He called my name, and people cheered. Soon the ceremony ended and my roommate, Zach, was congratulating me. Mom and Dad rushed to hug me. Soon, Mr. and Mrs. Greene were there. My heart beat a bit faster. If her parents came she had to be here. Where was she? Someone smacked the back of my head, and I turned. Dalia hugged me hard as Steve patted me on my back. He was holding one of his daughters. Mom had the other one. Soon, Brian, Brandon, and even Kenya appeared, but no Talia. I was about to give up, when someone cleared their throat. I turned and there she was. The one woman, the main reason I did this, Talia. Talia His parents joined us and whispered he would be so surprised and the ceremony began. We stood and I looked at the graduates filled with pride. The speaker spoke and I searched the sea of black and gold, searching for his face. Eventually the graduates were called. The announcer paused, at a certain group. "These five young men and women have done an extraordinary thing. Each of these graduates has finished their course requirements, and is early graduates within their fields. He then called the names, with Richard Harris being called third. Every one cheered. The ceremony ended and the graduates marched out. Everyone rushed to find Richard. He was talking with his roommate, who did not graduate early, but was there in support of his friend. His parents hugged him, and then my parents ambushed him. I stood aside as he searched for me. Soon the cousins congratulated him, as did Steve and Dalia. Finally, I made myself known. He hugged me so tight, so long. And as he hugged me he whispered, "Now it's your turn to keep your promise." I smiled and returned his embrace. My heart was racing, because my main condition was that he finishes school and today he did. He had already interned with a company near the college and Preson Publishing was expecting him to report to work for the first time in two weeks. He did it. He held up his end of the bargain. Richard was even more goal driven than I thought and he was about to take the publishing world by storm. Mr. Preson thought he'd snatched a prodigy, but he had actually landed a pure genius. Richard still had to gather his things from his dorm and all of the men pitched in. Within an hour, the Move-It van that we had rented was loaded. Cedric offered to drive in, and Steve would drive his van. Richard told him, he would drive and asked me to ride with him. So on the trip home, everyone else rode in the vans together and I rode back with my love, Richard. "T-Baby, I missed you so much. I can't wait until we have a chance to be alone." He whispered, and I squeezed his hand. My imagination was going wild. I already knew what I planned to do to his gorgeous body. I had waited over two years for him, and despite what Dalia and I said last night, I needed to feel a real man. I needed this man. Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story Ch. 03 "Richard," I whispered. He smiled, and my heart melted. "Talia," he sighed, "Girl, do you have any idea of how much I love you? You are my life." "I love you, too Richard. These last two years have been..." I moaned. He then kissed my knuckles. Our short caravan stopped for a quick lunch and we all celebrated. After lunch we drove on home. We stopped at his parents and within minutes, the moving van was unloaded. Dad and Cedric went to take the truck back, and came back with meat for a cookout. The celebration lasted and Richard and I rarely had time alone. My parents stayed one more night, and the cousins bunked out in Richard's room with Richard. Steve stayed at my house, as did Kenya and Dalia. The next day, we bid good bye to my family. Richard stopped by that night and we talked. We were frank and honest. I asked him to tell me what he feared most, and he did. I was surprised. "Do you love me?" he asked. "Yes Richard, of course-" he interrupted. "No, I mean do you love me T-Baby? Richard, the man." I started to speak, but I waited. I could tell he had something more to say. "You walked away. When Momma turned on you, you gave me up. I know why. Logically it makes sense, but in my heart. If people question us or come against us, will you leave just as easily?" He looked at me and my heart pounded. He stood and walked over to the window and looked out. I knew my answer was critical. My answer could make or break us. He asked a valid question and I had to decide. Would I stand for us or would I run again. He kept talking, and I looked deep into his eyes seeing the hurt I never wanted to see again, and I knew my answer. I was his, from now until forever. "Talia, you are beautiful and can have any man you want. I'm grown but in many ways I'm a kid. What if you get tired of me? What if you meet an older guy and... I can't stand the thought of not being with you. When I thought you didn't come yesterday, I was terrified. I honestly thought age was just your issue, but yesterday I realized I'm afraid too. An older man, more mature man, someone who shares your interest could come along and I'll lose you to him." He exhaled. "That Talia, is my biggest fear." I kissed him. This man held my heart. He captured my heart with a crooked smile and his blatant honesty. "I love you, and you won't leave this house until l I show you how much. Come on." I led him to my bedroom, our bedroom. He was wearing his usual garb, and I'd fantasized about him enough. I kissed him and tasted his skin, He wore cologne that drove me insane, and as I nibbled his neck he moaned. I removed his shirt and tee-shirt and gently touched his skin. Sitting before me shirtless, I had to admit my man was amazing. He reached for me and we kissed. I wanted to feel his skin against mine and with seconds my top joined his on the floor. "Beautiful he gasped as he cupped my breast. "No, this is about you, not me I whispered. As I kissed every inch of his chest, I wanted this man so badly that I know my pants were wet, but tonight, I needed to love him. Soon I unfastened his jeans and his hard cock peaked out. I quickly pushed them down and then I kneeled before him to finish removing them. He kicked his shoes off which helped the process along. When I looked up I was face to face with his glorious cock, my cock, my mouth watered and I knew he was holding his breath. I licked the tip and he hissed. He had leaked precum and it was delicious. He moaned and I licked his cock head. "Talia, please," he whimpered and I swallowed his cock. He yelled and moved into my throat. He came so quickly I almost could not swallow, but I did. He was shaking and I let him lay on the bed, I held him as he recovered from what was his first sexual experience. "Talia, T-Baby, I've never. That was my first time letting a woman..." he blushed. "Baby, are you saying you've never had a blow job before tonight?" I asked. He was so bold and sure before. I knew he had to have some experience. He whispered three words that made me heart sing. "You're my first." We would make love tonight. I was done waiting. "Well baby, after tonight, you won't be a virgin anymore." I promised him, as I stood and removed the rest of the clothes I was wearing. Richard I spoke the truth to her of my biggest fear, and she gave herself to me. When Talia kissed me and promised me I would know the truth tonight, I prayed we'd be together. Then she kissed me and started undressing me. She would not let me undress her, but then she removed her top and I saw her beautiful breast. I had to touch her. She pressed her breast into my chest and I almost came in my pants. My body was a mass of sensations at this point. With true skill she had my pants down and I stood before her naked. My cock stuck out right in her face. When she licked the tip of my cock I moaned. Then she continued to taste, lick, and suck my cock. I held back, but when she took the whole shaft into her mouth, I screamed and within a few seconds, I blew. She swallowed every drop of my cum and then stood and kissed me. I tasted myself on her lips, as I collapsed onto her bed; she lay beside me, holding me. Telling me she loved me. I told her this was my first time, and she smiled. She then stood and finished undressing for me. Although I had touched her pussy, fingered her deeply, tonight, I saw the part of her I wanted to possess. She was glorious, and as I looked at her I thought, her skin is as lovely dark chocolate, and I want to lick every inch of it. Talia We made love for hours that night. Dalia was right. I did have to teach him some things. But he was a fast learner. Soon it was after midnight and he called his parents and told them he was staying over. The next day I drove him home. His parents invited me in for breakfast, but knowing all the things I'd done to their son the night before, I started to refuse. Cedric laughed. "Girl you both need to eat. Get in here." I laughed and joined them. As we were eating breakfast, his father looked at him and asked, "So son, did you get lucky last night?" I could have died. But Richard didn't blink. "Yea dad," he answered. "Did you?" "Stop it, both of you." Brenda admonished them. And just like that we laughed and enjoyed a wonderful breakfast. Richard Two years ago, Talia invited me to join her and her family for a special celebration. This year I'm back. We brought extra people this time. My parents came with us. The banquet is tonight and I need to get my lady alone. The dinner started and I sat their watching her. Her aunt told the story of how her parents met. But she glossed over a lot of it. We all laugh, but Talia and I truly understand now what they went through. This year I asked that a special segment be added, a dance for the happy couple. Her parents took the dance floor as a lovely instrumental plays. Soon Steve and Dalia join in and then it's our turn. I lead my lovely lady to the floor and held her close as we danced. Soon everyone joined in. I lead Talia away from the crowd to a secluded corner. She had a seat and I sat next to her. I was so nervous, my heart pounded. Reaching into my pocket, I extracted a small black box. Opening it, I presented her with a white solitaire diamond engagement ring. Neither of us notice that the music had stopped and all eyes were on us. "Talia, you are my world. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" I asked. She looked at me, tears streaming down her face, and said, YES! Everyone started cheering and that's when we realized we had an audience. They were genuinely happy for us. My mom hugged Talia and welcomed her into the family. Dad made wise cracks about making an honest woman out of her. Soon the topic of grandbabies came up. "Momma, please we have time." I tried to explain. She said yes. I can't believe she said YES! "Well, baby we should have a preemie in about seven months, depending on how we want to tell the story." Her mother blushed and everyone laughed. I was stunned. "A baby, you're.... We're having a baby?" I asked. She nodded yes, and the celebration lasted into the night. Epilogue That was five years ago. Now we are both older so no one cares about our ages. We are happy, and have two of the most handsome little boys, Zander and Landon. I wanted a little girl, so Richard and I kept trying and now we have a six month old daughter as well. The boys look like Richard, both boys are a beautiful shade of caramel. Our little girl, Eboni, looks just like me: Dark Chocolate. She is absolutely beautiful. THE END Thank you for reading this story. I hope you enjoyed it. Please vote and comment.