Jamaican Mail Order Bride(bwwm)
((( DO NOT STEAL OR CoPY MY WORK AND IDEAS)))This will be a story of a man who had inherited his grandfathers huge farm. Chris was a guy that was an Caucasian and 29 yrs old and he needed a wife to cook clean and have his kids! His long time friend hipped his introverted buddy to an mail order bride site that had women of all cultures and nationalities and his attention was caught on the 22 yr old Jamaican beauty with MaKenzie as her name. She wanted to help her very poor family by marrying a rich man in the USA and in return the man give her family a monthly allowance that's generous and a lumpsome if married.
(((PREVIEW))) places, things and people are completely made up
He was staring again. I hated that i had to basically sale myself to a stranger to take care of my family i thought to myself as i tried not to get nervous as he stared. " Can i be excused?" i asked low. "I want to know more about you" he said in that deep voice that i had heard over the phone for 6 months, but now in person and it was so sexy and dark and deep.
Chris, i apologize, im tired from my long flight" I said in my Jamaican accent. " I love your accent, it fits your face and sexy body." he said boldly. My chocolate skin tingled. He was tanned tall at 6'4 and fit and very handsome sporting dark blonde hair and green piercing eyes with dimples and white slightly imperfect teeth, long nose and full pink lips. " I know its your first night but i want you to have dinner with me to discuss the arrangements " he commanded. I had on a blue sundress that couldn't hide my curves. I was 5"5 with generous hips small waist and full ass and breast. My natural hair hung past my shoulders in a flat ironed state which i parted down the middle. I had brown doe eyes and a small diamond nose ring in my small round nose.'" Can i get some rest please Chris" i asked softly. " Yes yes i want you wide awake for the rules of this union" he grinned. I nodded yes. He walked me to "my room".