Diamond was a sweet, unpretentious, thick-built black woman who worked as a programmer in the building where I worked. I was a maintenance man. One day a sliding automatic door caught both of us in its grip. Our bodies were squashed together; I looked into her eyes.
She was an absolute black sex goddess. She was wearing a low-cut, African type dress which outlined her thick, phat black body. I could almost taste her nipples. I was drunk with lust.
Every time I saw her after that, she would give me long, lascivious stares. I was doing the same, somewhat embarassed by my obvious hard-on. One day she started talking to me about the "nice motels' in the area. Her message was clear.
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