Re-posted from my blog:

I had been looking for awhile for a roommate. Someone in these economic times to share expenses with. To help myself, and to possibly help someone else as well, who may be in the same tough situation. In chatting with co-workers, a new employee over heard my conversation about trying to find one. She came up to me later that day on break. "So I hear you're looking for a roommate?" "Yes, I sure am" came my reply, "are you interested in taking me up on it?"
This new employee. What a sight. Smooth light black skin, beautiful complexion. Beautiful, big smile. Equally beautiful body. Just coming out of a recent, terrible divorce I discover. Living alone. Just starting a new job, as I recently did. Basically in the same boat. Jackie is struggling as I am, both thanks to divorces, recent events, and tough times. Jackie I find is also a huge sports fan. Even more in common. Soon, Jackie is coming over to look at my place, as I'm re-arranging the place to accommodate her. I would love to have this woman as a roommate, absolutely, definitely, without a question. Jackie shows up to walk through the apartment, in tight jeans, short heels, and a tight fitting blouse. Absolutely beautiful figure. Slim and firm, with what I'm guessing are 34 D breasts. She gives me her big smile as I greet her at the door, giving me a hug as well. I take in her light essence of perfume she is wearing. Large hoop earrings compliment her long neck and hair tied tightly back into a ponytail.
I can't wait to show her the apartment, then on to dinner I promised to cook for her for coming over. Walking behind her through the apartment as I point out features, I'm watching her sweet hips move and sway in those tight jeans. Hmmmm, I think to myself, I would love to have this woman as mine. Perhaps after staying here awhile with me, she will be. I find in talking to Jackie that she currently doesn't have a boyfriend, as she is also new to this town, having moved from the east coast. I'm not new to this city, having been born here, but have been away for 11 years, living in another state out west. I make a promise to Jackie to help show her around town while she is here.
The tour of my place over, Jackie retires to the living room to watch something on my wide screen, as I start dinner. Something fairly simply tonight, a homemade pot roast cooked in red wine, with steamed veggies and boiled red potatoes. French bread with butter, and a small salad, along with red wine completes the meal. Dinner takes over an hour, as Jackie and I learn even more about each other. I learn that her ex was an NFL player for an east coast team. Divorced him due to infidelity, playing with other women in other cities he visited. I'm thinking, someone must have been a fool to cheat on a woman like this. She seems friendly, sincere, open, and down to earth, not to mention extremely sexy. Something I detest completely I tell her, why a married mate cheats on their companion. Why be married if you're carrying on like this I reply.
Jackie agrees, as we discuss more about each others divorce. I truly feel for this woman, as she starts to tear up talking about her experiences. When I start to tear up talking about my divorce, and what it felt having a world turned upside down, moving 1200 miles across country, Jackie leans over and hugs me tightly. I return the tight hug, kissing her cheek as I do. We eventually retire to my love seat in the living room, wine glasses in hand. I laugh as I notice what's on my TV, ESPN's sports center. Damn, this woman is alright I chuckle. Jackie asks what I'm chuckling about. My reply "damn, I knew I liked you when I discovered you loved sports!" "Habit" comes Jackie's reply, and "I've always loved sports anyway, since I played sports all through school".
We soon discover there is a football game coming on, this being Monday night. It doesn't take much urging to get Jackie to stay for the game. Sipping on our wine waiting for the pre-game show to come on, our discussion turns more personal, more emotional. Jackie tells me she can't wait to move into the place, how she thinks how great we will meld together, how grateful she is to find a good friend, who has many life experiences in common. Not to mention she tells me you're a die-hard sports fan as well. "I can't wait to have you here as well", I reply, as I set my glass down, lean across Jackie's face, and kiss her on the lips. I half expect her to pull away, or this to be a very short "friendly" kiss, but Jackie meets my kiss with a prolonged kiss, exploring my mouth with her tongue. Her long, slender hand brushes my cheek, sending shivers up my spine. My hand brushes her hair, as our lips meet again.
Jackie now sets her glass down, leaning into me across the love seat, her shoes off, kissing me passionately, nibbling on my neck and ears. I return the favor, lightly biting her ear lobes, kissing her neck, running my tongue around her neck. My left hand, already holding Jackie to me, slides down her back to her sweet ass. Wow, I think, what a body, as my hand starts rubbing her firm tight ass through these tight pants, squeezing her cheeks, rubbing her hole through her pants. Jackie is unbuttoning my shirt by now, running her long fingers over my hairy chest, pinching my nipples, causing me to jump slightly." Hmmmm, baby, that feels good, I love your hands what they're doing."
"I love what your hands are doing too baby" comes Jackie's reply. "I hope you like where my hands are also going" she tells me. As she makes this remark, her hand slides down inside my jeans, straight to my by now hard cock. "Oooooo baby, that dick feels soooo good.
Part two coming.......