Coachella Code Girl

All names, places and references are fictional.

I had done well for myself. I truly counted myself as beyond fortunate. Hard work and talent by themselves will never yield as much as when luck is added, and I'd been lucky more times than not with one exception, I'd never found the right woman and settled down.

I had been a geek or nerd most of my life, being sort of introverted was either cause or effect, but still it is who I am. I loved problem solving and to some degree the creative, artistic side of coding. I was fortunate to meet some very driven and unique people along the way.

One person was Joy. She was an entrepreneur and her idea for a social media platform had taken off while we were still in college. Her idea was what might be considered a dating app, but all of us that worked on it knew it as a hookup app. At first, it was a one app fits all, meaning all were welcome, straight, gay, trans. Basically if you wanted to meet someone for sex, her app was the one.

She had sort of hired me to develop the code to bring her vision to life. Hired was an overstatement, she made me a partner in her endeavor with the promise of getting paid, eventually. Luckily I was driven by the challenge and felt that Joy and I shared a trust in each other. I think we were a great match in that anything and everything could be discussed without fear of crossing lines and that openness allowed for a free exchange of ideas.

During one of our meetings I had suggested specializing. Everyone immediately pushed back, but fortunately Joy asked for me to explain my thoughts. I explained that the code side of the app was easily ported into different apps where we could change the skin of the app to be more personalized for the person using it, but more importantly, it would allow us to sell more memberships. I even gave a quick demo for my idea and everyone seemed interested. I showed the same app, but tailored for each of a couple of different sexual preferences to include some fetishes. Joy on the other hand was beyond interested, and was immediately sold on the idea.

The reason I had suggested fetishes is because I had quite a bit of experience in that regard. I am a somewhat light skinned black man and lived up to some stereotypes, at least in my pants. One thing I realized early on, is that there was no shortage of middle aged, mostly white women that wanted a big black cock and within a few pictures, I was almost guaranteed to get laid. The vast majority of girls my age didn't really want anything to do with me once they'd seen my cock.

More often than not, it wasn't just a lady, but a couple that were generally married. Almost always there was some element of race play involved. I tried to keep an open mind and enjoy the time for what it was meant for and try to embrace what I felt was some role play. Occasionally, the race play went too far and I'd walk away. I'd wish them luck and suggest that they be transparent and let their potential partners know what they were looking for. That was especially true when the guy wanted to play as well. Maybe I was insecure when I was younger, but it's something I never got into. I prefer the female form in all of its unique wonder.

Joy gave me one month to fully articulate my ideas with code and give a fully functional demo for the team. That month changed my life in many ways. I learned a lot about user interface and user experience designs, but more importantly, I learned a lot about user data and its many permutations. I had done lots of research against our beta model that was being used at the college and found that we had users outside of the college. I broke the data up into age, sex, sexual preference, fetishes, successful hookups and so on. That data allowed me to prioritize what specializations I addressed first.

I had gotten permission to find someone skilled in User Interface and User Experience to help me add the skins per specialization. We had just used some free stock photos initially to nail the theme of each site. Once I shared it with the team, they were all sold. They started to get our own artwork for the pages which further made it our product and almost immediately, we saw sales go up.

After we graduated, I was working for a fairly well known Defense contractor in San Diego when I got the news. Joy had called a meeting of the original five stakeholders at Ponce's in the Kensington neighborhood. She ordered drinks for the table and had a cake brought out. The cake simply read, "We've been bought out!"

We were all really excited and Joy's overall vibe was bordering on almost manic as she was bursting at the seems to share the news. Per our original agreement that we signed and yes, even in college she was that meticulous, it laid out a percentage for each of us. I had agreed to thirty two percent. I knew that Joy had the highest percentage, but didn't know how much exactly. When everything was said and done, my share was a bit over a half million dollars before taxes. I'll don't even want to talk about what it was after taxes.

I was surprised to see how much of a formal process it was to turn over all intellectual property and document that process along with turning over all other aspects of our start up. It was intriguing to see how it played out. That was a valuable experience.

That was the first of probably fifteen or twenty startups I'd been part of until I decided I was done with the coding side of things. I had worked several more with Joy and even one with another of the original partners and each one of them yielded similar pay days for me. I had been fortunate beyond measure. I know several of my friends ended up in startups only to be barely compensated for their work.

I had lived a pretty modest lifestyle and frankly never really found a permanent girlfriend, so through some wise investments, I was pretty well off by the time I turned 50. Some might even say independently wealthy and that gave me the freedom to become a Venture Capitalist and invest in some startups. I'd say that I did well on about eighty to ninety percent of them. Again, luck had been in my favor.

One thing was for sure, you'd never guess that by looking at me if you saw me walking down the street. Aside from a few indulgences, with one being a 1967 Ferrari, that only came out on special occasions, you'd see me in a GMC truck, or my Camry.

I wanted a change of pace and my new passion was coffee. I'd pretty much mastered the making and drinking of really shitty, really strong coffee when I was in college but in my travels I'd found out what a decent cup of coffee tastes like. That was both a blessing and a curse, with the curse knowing what a good cup tastes like and rarely getting to have one.

I had traveled all around the world and had coffee in some very unique styles and locations and that gave me perspectives across multiple cultures. Along the way, I developed a taste for great tea as well. I always chuckled at liking tea, as it felt like my heritage was showing. I was a first generation Irish American. My mom was full Irish from Kinlough in County Leitrim and my dad was a light skinned black man from Birmingham... Alabama. Mom had been a Flight Attendant and met him at the Birmingham Airport where he had been opening a new restaurant.

Her family disowned her because of my dad's skin color. Dad was a successful, serial businessman. He always had a business idea waiting in the wings. He'd paid for me to attend San Diego State University for Computer Engineering all costs included. He didn't give me a lot of money for an allowance, but told me how I could find jobs and work for extra money. He was also very helpful in guiding me on managing my money once I'd actually earned some. He was my mentor and meant so much more to me.

Settling down.

I had been to Coachella to see some of the bands and the surrounding area was inundated with the big chain coffee stores and that left me disappointed. I was sitting on the patio of a restaurant in Indio and thought that this community really needed to know what a good cup of coffee or tea actually tasted like. Over the next eight or so months I devoted myself to figuring out the logistics side of getting coffee that had been roasted to my specifications as well as all of the other things like branding, marketing, web sites, unit costs and of course location, learning how to be less introverted... The list went on.

I reached out to a local realtor and asked about possible locations. I wanted to be reasonably close to the Empire Polo Club, but still near the main part of town since I knew that the various Festivals would bring lots of traffic, but I had to plan for getting a loyal local customer base during the rest of the year.

There were no suitable locations, but plenty of empty lots, so I went down the route of having one built. The money wasn't an issue, as it was all business related expenses and had tax benefits in the long run. Of course with being a new business owner, I also knew that I needed to live nearby.

I eventually found a really nice Spanish style house that had a casita on the property with a large shaded courtyard. I had the house and casita remodeled to have a bit more of the southwest charm without going overboard and had solar installed on both as well. My thought was that I'd like to be near zero total power consumption since air conditioning was pretty much almost a year round requirement in this part of the world.

I will say that the first year of the business I barely broke even and that was due to the Coachella and Stagecoach Music Festivals, with some traffic caused by the Riverside County Fair. Luckily, the Indio city council saw that I was getting a lot of traffic and started to incentivize development in my area. Because I had used their building code and signage guidance (not that there was much of a choice), they used my shop as the poster child if you will for all other development in that area to keep it themed and decorated in a similar way. Being an anchor business in the new area was a boom for me as everyone would come in bright and early for coffee.

I was fortunate again to find and hire some truly talented people, not the least of which was Jill. She was a talented lady with a taste for good coffee. Having her on the staff made me feel comfortable enough to leave the shop to her and actually take time off. She and I had met at a coffee shop in LA and had been a couple for a while, but stopped seeing each other. We remained friends, to the point she was working for me and I'd made her the store manager.

I would still come in and work the front or back counter and even cleaned the customer areas to include the restrooms. For me, it was getting the immediate gratification of seeing a job done well. Plus it had the added benefit of setting the example for some of my younger employees. It also served as a litmus test in a way. If they felt that job was beneath them, so was my desire to keep them employed.

Meeting Kayleigh:

I was working the counter when a young lady came in and she seemed really flush. Her skin almost matched her hair. She had a backpack and seemed to almost look the part of someone attending Coachella. She asked for some coffee and some water. I smiled and got what she asked for and also handed her a bottle of SPF 100 skin protectant. I kept some on the shelf in the back for occasions like this. The damage was done so to speak, but she still needed protection.

She laughed out loud about my gift and thanked me, telling me that I was a day late with the offer. She went and sat down and plugged in her laptop and started banging away at the keys. I noticed she had drunk her water, so I brought her another one and began to clean up the nearby tables.

She was visibly frustrated and when I walked behind her, the first thing I noticed was her screen was filled with code. She was searching for some help with type conversions. I chuckled, "That looks like C++."

She looked at me with her eyes wide. "How did you know?"

"I've got several decades of programming in the C languages among others. I'm sorry for snooping by the way. I didn't mean to intrude into your private space."

"You're good. Tell me, what do you think this error means?"

She showed me the error and felt familiar. "Data type conversion is the first thing that comes to mind, almost like you're trying to assign string data to integer variable or vice versa or possibly dealing with a null value."

She looked at me with wide eyes and quickly started searching through her code. "Holy hell! Thank you! I've been staring at it and it was right in front of my feckin' face!"

She let out another string of expressions that made me laugh. "Now, now, those aren't proper words for an Irish lady..."

She sat back in her chair and smiled. "How do you know I'm Irish?"

"Your accent is pretty much a dead give away and those are some of the same phrases I've heard from my Irish mom. She was from Kinlough in County Leitrim."

She had this cute look of confusion come over her face. "No feckin' way, I'm from Stracklerin. Small world. You don't look particularly Irish... just saying you don't seem to need this," as she picked up the SPF100.

"My dad was a black man and well, that meant mom couldn't really go back to Ireland, or at least to her family home."

"Yeah, not too many of your skin tone back there for sure. What brings you to the desert? Holy hell it's hot here."

"Long story. I sort of retired from coding and opened this coffee shop..." About that time we had a crowd come in, so I excused myself and went back up to the counter. As the crowd died down I noticed she was headed out. I called her over and gave her a business card and put my personal number and email on the back. "Let me know if you need any help with code."

She smiled and took the card. "I didn't want to stay here and use your electricity and drink your free water... I just can't head back to our hotel room right now."

"Feel free to stay as long as you want. May I ask why with regards to the hotel room?"

"The original deal was that my roommate and I would share a room and her boyfriend and his roommate would share another room... that's not what happened. We have a single room with two queens, so I'm sleeping on the couch."

"Ouch, sounds like they had it planned, but didn't share the plan with you. Are you okay with the other guy in the room?"

"Yes and no. As long as my friend and her boyfriend are there, it's good, but if it's just the two of us, he acts sort of creepy, and there are no hotels anywhere near here, so I'm stuck."

"Not to be too forward, but I have an empty casita that you can use, no creepy guys, well except for me. I had thought about renting it out during the Festival, but my privacy is a bit too important to me."

She laughed and looked me in the eyes. "How much?"

"Free. I can't bring myself to charge an Irish lady."

She started to giggle. "Let me think about it, okay? Also, what makes you think I'm a lady?"

"No worries, let me see the card and I'll write my address on it. You can look it up on Google Maps if you want, it's only a few blocks from here. The casita has a private entrance, and not in an attempt to oversell it, it does have fiber internet and air conditioning... I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Dave Coolridge. As for the lady aspect, I'm being polite, but you certainly seem to have the mannerisms of a lady... just saying."

Smiling, she extended her hand, "Hi Dave, I'm Kayleigh O'Connell. I'll let you know what I decide regarding the offer."

"No worries, nice to meet you Kayleigh. I did notice the sticker on your laptop. Go Aztecs. I went to SDSU for my CompSci degree."

She smiled again. "Go Aztecs! Thanks again and it was truly nice to meet you Dave. I'll call you later."

"Don't forget to use the skin protectant... it can still help."

I walked back to the counter and saw Jill just smiling at me. "Well, well, well... You seem quite taken by the sunburnt redhead."

"Too funny... Not taken, just helping out. She's a coder and she's from damn nearly the exact part of Ireland my mom is from. Just coincidental."

"Uh huh... Dave, that's the most I've seen you smile in years."

I started laughing. "I'm more than twice her age and no, I wasn't even thinking about that. Rather stating the obvious. I offered her the use of my casita. Her roommate and that girl's boyfriend sort of arranged a double date, one hotel room scenario without telling her, and she's not comfortable with the other guy, without her roommate. So again, just trying to help a young lady stay out of a potentially bad situation."

"You're still a gentleman Dave, a horny gentleman..."

I just rolled my eyes. "I'm not sure why I bother to tell you these things..."

She leaned in closely, "Introduce her to that thing in your pants very slowly..."

I started laughing. "Uh huh, and I'm the horny one... Get back to work..."

I went and checked the bathrooms and gave them a quick cleaning and decided to head back over to my house and get the casita cleaned up just in case.

Luckily it was only a couple of blocks from the shop, so it was a quick walk. I had gotten to my gate when I noticed Kayleigh.

"Hello there stranger. I've not seen you in what an hour?"

She nervously laughed. "Yeah, I went back over to the hotel and found my roommate and her boyfriend, uh, doing stuff."

I was laughing pretty hard. "From your expression I'm guessing it was Trigonometry homework?"

She started laughing pretty hard as well. "Yeah, that's exactly what they were doing under the covers."

I had tears in my eyes. "If you want, I'll show you the casita, plus it'll get you out of the sun for a bit."

She had a nervous look in her eyes. "I promise I don't bite and I'm not fond of trigonometry..."

That had the desired effect and took some of the nervousness out of the situation.

"Let's do this properly, come with me and I'll show you the entrance to the casita." We walked over to another gate and as I punched in the code, I told her what it was. As we entered the courtyard, the scent of Jasmine and Honeysuckle hung in the air. The majority of the courtyard was heavily shaded during the day giving it a sort of hideaway feeling. Plus with the fountain, it added another layer of zen, or at least it felt that way to me.

"I love this place. So peaceful and tranquil."

"I agree, that's why I had second thoughts about renting it out to strangers." I walked over to the casita and opened the door for her. "It's just a one bedroom, but still rather sizable for what it is."

"This place is magnificent Dave, it's huge compared to my dorm room."

"My offer stands, it's yours if you want it, no cost. In fact I came over to make sure it was clean in the event that you wanted to use it and you have a zero percent chance of catching someone working on trigonometry."

She started to laugh. "What would Misses Coolridge think about this?"

"The only Misses Coolridge is my mom and she's in Alabama."

"So you're not married?"

"Nope, never. Came close once and let's just say that I was able to see through her motives and called it off."

"Gotcha, so no crazy ex girlfriends?"

"Just one, the taller black haired lady at the shop, Jill, she's the last girlfriend I had and things didn't work out between us on that level, but we work well together, so she's sort of the shop manager for me. Also, before I forget..."

I walked over to the fridge and pulled out several sports drinks and handed her one. "This will help with the dehydration. You are bright red Kayleigh and no I'm not talking about your hair."

She took the drink and laughed. "Yeah, I'm pretty much this color everywhere right now, except for where my bikini top and shorts were yesterday. I wasn't prepared for how sunny and hot it was here. I'm guessing I should have done a little more homework both on the location and also on the plan my roommate and her boyfriend set up. I get the feeling they were sort of hoping I'd be okay just sleeping with his roommate. Well in the same bed, I mean, not the other..."

I chuckled, "I'm guessing you probably blushed, but I couldn't really tell from, well... " I looked her up and down. "From your current color."

She got a laugh out of that. "So tell me Dave, where does one get a decent meal around here?"

"It really depends on what sort of food you're looking for. There are some phenomenal taco shops here and some of the more traditional chains further west in the valley. There is one small restaurant in Palm Springs that makes an awesome corned beef and cabbage meal. I go there when I'm a bit homesick and missing my mom's cooking."

"That sounds really good. I've not been home in two years. Money's tight and my scholarship pays for tuition, books and my dorm room, so I need to fend for myself beyond that. I have a sort of part time job on campus, working at Starbucks."

I shivered. "That's a four letter word to me... their coffee is horrible and most of the drinks are loaded with sugar..."

She started to laugh. "I know what your kryptonite is now..."

"Not funny, young lady. If you want, I can get you the keys to the casita. I'm certain you recall what the gate code is."

"Please. Thank you so much for this Dave. I promise to not interrupt you later. I just want to rest and work on my project."

"You're fine. You're my guest, so please make yourself at home."

"I'll head over to the hotel later and grab my bags. Where should I park?"

I gave her a quick tour and showed her where the driveway was and where the security cameras were and explained that they covered the parking area as well as around the house. "There's no cameras in the casita, and only by the gates in the courtyard and of course at the back door to my house. Speaking of that, come with me and I'll grab the keys for you."

We walked into the back foyer of my house and went into my office. I grabbed the keys and handed them to her.

She was looking around at some framed posters I had on the wall. One was quite racy. It had a nude man and nude woman intertwined, so that nothing was really visible. It had been one of our early attempts at an ad poster for Joy's dating app.

"I heard about that application at school. They use it as an example of right place - right time and said that it was sold for close to two million dollars."

"Not quite, it sold for a bit over one and half million. I was working for a defense contractor in San Diego when it was sold. One thing I missed in all the classes was how much would get taken in taxes. Holy hell."

She laughed and looked at several other ad posters. "You worked on these too?"

"I did. Every single time, the intent wasn't to create an app and own it forever, but to make its value obvious to one of the big software vendors so that they'd buy us out. I will add that that particular strategy has paid very off very well, time and time again."

"I know you helped me with some C++ code, but were you just a front-end developer?"

"No, I sort of did it all, I will say, having a UI/UX person and someone well versed in security are crucial to have success. My sense of style is lacking especially when designing user interfaces, so, I had to bring someone in to help with that."

"That makes sense. I'd really love to talk to you some more later. We're going to see Shaboozey tonight and I'm not sure when I'll be back."

"No worries. I'd love to talk to you whenever you want. How long are you in town?"

"We're here for the entire week. Luckily it lined up with spring break this year."

"Awesome, if you have time one afternoon, or early evening, let me know and we can grab a bite to eat somewhere and talk."

"I'd love that. Thank you again for your offer Dave. I promise to be a good house guest."

She gave me a great big hug. The obvious thing I felt was the heat from her sunburnt body, but it still felt very feminine and soft. I'm guessing she was about five foot seven and may have weighed around one hundred and ten pounds. Very slender, but not unhealthy.

I left her and went back over to the coffee shop and finished my day. We closed a bit later during the Festivals, just to hopefully catch a few more customers and it generally paid off for us.

I was in my office and playing around with some projects I had created out of boredom. It was probably close to ten pm when I noticed the lights on in the casita. Initially I stood up thinking something was wrong, but then remembered I had a guest.

I noticed Kayleigh was standing outside the casita and was hosing herself off with the garden hose, it looked like she had on a white top and some white shorts. I was curious, so I thought I'd ask if she was okay. I stepped out on the back porch and asked her if she was okay and she covered herself and ran into the casita.

It occurred to me that she could have been naked, but why would she be rinsing herself off outside, the casita had a nice big shower. I sort of shrugged my shoulders and got cleaned up and went to bed.

I was up early for work. As I normally did, I went through the courtyard and I noticed that there were some clothes laying down in the dirt. I picked them up and placed them on a nearby table and headed to the shop.

It was close to eleven am when Kayleigh walked in the shop. She walked up to the counter and asked for some water and a cup of tea. "Milk?"

She smiled, "Yes please."

"Tell you what, I prefer mine with a heavy cream, it gives it a silky mouthfeel. Want to try that or stick with milk?"

"I'm feeling adventurous, I'll try the cream, please. In fact, care to join me?"

I looked over at Jill and she just smiled. "Go have a seat, you two, I'll bring them over."

Kayleigh had reached for her purse, but I smiled and handed her the water and told her that I had it covered.

We sat down and made small talk when Jill brought our tea over. Kayleigh didn't waste too much time and began to explain what was going on when I had seen her last night. "I had my roommate, her boyfriend and his roommate in the car. Michelle was in the backseat with her boyfriend and they were making out if you could call what she was doing making out and the guy was in the passenger seat and just started to throw up on everything, me included. He had been drinking all day and was piss drunk. Once I dropped them off I came home, I cleaned what I could out of my car and then stripped down and was washing myself off with the hose to keep from bringing that in the house. I didn't want to mess the casita up. So I was, well... naked when you saw me. I'm sorry."

"You're good. I couldn't see anything from my porch." I started to chuckle, "When I saw you, it looked like you had a white top and white shorts... based on your color..."

She started laughing. "I can totally see that now. I'm so damn red, almost purple except for my chest and my butt. Be sure to tell me if I show up on video."

"You're good, no video in that part of the courtyard."

"Too bad, I'd loved to have seen that myself. I almost screamed due to the water being so cold... for some reason I had expected it to be, well, not that damn cold."

"A few months into summer and you would have burnt yourself with that water... "

"Thank you so much for being understanding and not thinking I was completely crazy. I'm not really into any of the bands tonight, plus I need to get my car cleaned. Know of any good places that are fair."

"One, he's a friend and I'm sure I can pull in a favor. If you want, I can call him and if you're up for it we can grab some food."

"Thank you again, I really appreciate all that you've done for me. Do you think the place that has corned beef and cabbage will be open?"

"We can call and ask if they have any. From experience, the day after they make a fresh batch is best. The flavors marry and make it really damn good. Do you have a second choice, if they're out."

"Air conditioning. I feel like I look and that's like I'm on fire."

I raised my eyebrow and she giggled. "No, not that kind of hot... the kind where flames spontaneously appear on my skin... that kind of hot."

I was laughing, "Fair enough, but you could be both I suppose... remind me when we get back to the house, I have some sun burn lotion that works really well at pulling the heat out."

"Oh my god I need that so bad right now..."

"Let's finish our tea and head back to the house. I'll make some calls and get you the lotion."

I asked her what she thought about the tea and she smiled. "It's really good, but the mouthfeel is different. Not bad, just not as nostalgic as I thought it might be. The flavor is really good though."

"I can see that for sure. Not exactly traditional, but my take on what I thought might make it a bit better. Are you ready to head back to the house?"

"Yes, I plan on laying in the AC for a while."

I smiled, "The tiles are clean. Try laying on them to pull some heat out of your body... trust me on that one."

I took our cups up to the counter and Jill just smiled and winked. "Slowly..."

I shook my head and walked back to Kayleigh who was grinning.

As we walked out of the shop, she coyly asked, "That was an interesting exchange between you and Jill... can I ask?"

I laughed, "She thinks that I'm trying to, uh, pursue you."

"Pursue, does that mean get in my shorts?"

I laughed even harder, "I'm pretty sure that's what Jill was suggesting."

She stopped and looked at me, "So are you?"

"Well, uh, no, not exactly. I do enjoy chatting with you and of course when I help you with some code, but I've not really thought about that."

"Why not?"

"You're going to make me as red as you are..."

"Based on your skin tone, I'm pretty sure I'd pay money to see that."

"Too funny..."

We got back to the house and we were both laughing. It was refreshing to be with someone that had a sense of humor, where we could share a joke and even make fun of each other a little. I opened the door to my house and noticed that Kayleigh was following me, so I went to the master bath and got the lotion for her.

"I love your house, Dave."

"Thank you, I appreciate that. I had it remodeled before I moved in. Well maybe some restoration and some remodeling. Here's the lotion. Trust me when I say this will pull some of the heat of the sunburn out. I love this stuff. Here, hand me your arm, I'll show you."

She extended her arm and I applied some of the lotion to it and slowly rubbed it in, being careful not to rub too hard. "How's that feeling so far?"

"That feels great, you have a gentle touch, but still manage to work it in. I may have to ask for you to do my back later."

I got the feeling she was embarrassed by what she said.

I rolled my eyes, "Well if I have to... I suppose I can help out."

That got a laugh out of her as I invited her to my office and asked her to have a seat. I called my buddy Frank who ran a detailing business and asked if I could pull a favor. I explained what had happened and while he didn't seem thrilled, he did ask me to drop it off as soon as possible.

"How much will he charge?"

"For me, nothing most likely. We help each other out from time to time. I helped his son learn how to program Python scripts for his college course and didn't accept payment."

"You have no idea how much I appreciate this Dave... I promise to make it up to you."

"You're good. You don't owe me anything."

I called the Palm Springs restaurant and they didn't have any corned beef and cabbage, but did say they were starting a new batch tomorrow afternoon, which meant that by Thursday they'd be ready. "No corned beef and cabbage, and second or third choices?"

"Right now my mind is preoccupied by this lotion and the tile floor. I can order some pizza if you want."

"I got you... for all the above. There's a great small pizza place in town, they even name their pizzas after the music festivals. If you want, we can drop your car off and you can ride with me and we can check the menu and get one to go. Thoughts?"

"I'm in. Let me grab my keys and I'll meet you in the driveway."

"Sounds good, I'm going to change real quick and I'll meet you out there. I think we can take the car."

She just smiled and went over to the casita. I quickly changed into a nice polo and put on some shorts and opened the garage door.

She stood there smiling. "I only take it out for special occasions... Follow me over to Frank's."

It was a short drive. She looked crazy driving with her head out the window, but I understood why when we got to Franks. Holy hell that car reeked. I was having to breath through my teeth to keep from gagging.

"What did that guy eat and drink before he destroyed your car?"

"Everything he could get his hands on. That's another reason I didn't care for him, he drinks and gets strange and stares at me."

I sort of shuddered, "That's really creepy."

After I had some discussion with Frank, I gave him several hundred dollar bills and asked him to give that to his team and to keep some to take his wife out for a drink.

We got ready to leave and I walked Kayleigh over to my car and opened the door for her. "I'm sure I've ever ridden in a Ferrari before. This is a nice car Dave."

"Thank you. It's not a new one obviously, but it's one that I remembered seeing as a kid and fell in love with. It's somewhat rare, which is why it only comes out on special occasions. I've always thought of myself as its caretaker more than its owner."

"I feel special riding in it... especially with everyone looking at me."

I smiled and winked at her. "You're quite special Kayleigh... and I'm not saying that based on color."

She started laughing.

We got to the pizza shop and she chose the Lollapalooza pizza, because it had Canadian Ham and pineapple along with a couple of different cheeses. "Your car's going to smell like pizza now, I'm sorry about that. I loved the smell of the leather."

"You're fine. I'm not worried about that, after all this is a special occasion."

We pulled into the driveway and I opened the garage door and parked the car. "So, Kayleigh, your place or mine?"

She started to laugh. "My place please. Plus you'll need to put some of that lotion on my back."

I rolled my eyes again, "If I have too..."

She started laughing. "Do you have some red wine by chance and before you ask, yes I'm old enough, I'm twenty two."

"Good to know... I'm twice your age plus eight. Sweet or dry?"

"You seem sweet to me... oh, the wine. I'd like that sweet too please." She had a huge grin.

"You got it, I'll be right back."

I went over to the house and grabbed a bottle of a sweet red and went back over to find Kayleigh laying on the tiles.

I stood over her and smiled. "Told you."

"I could almost cry at how good this feels."

"Yep, even dark skin tones get burned and that's how I know about the cooling effect of the tiles."

She started to get up when I suggested she just sit up but stay on the floor. I poured her a glass of wine and put a couple of slices of pizza on a plate and brought them over to her. "Parm or pepper flakes?"

"Just the parm this time, I don't really need any more heat right now."

I sat down on the floor with her as we ate and talked. I had refilled her wine and she ate two more slices. "You must have a hollow leg, you are too small to hold that much food."

She asked for more wine and had begun to giggle. "Dave this has been an awesome evening, I really loved the pizza and the wine of course, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy your company as well."

I filled our glasses with the last of the wine and raised it for a toast. "To my new sunburnt friend, I really enjoy your company too."

I sat down next to her and she put her head on my shoulder and I could feel the heat of her face on me. "Damn, all of you is hot, I can feel your..."

She cut me off, "That's pretty forward, but thank you for the compliment, you've seen all of it after all. So I trust your judgement" and began to giggle.

We both started laughing.

"When I saw you last night, I honestly thought you were wearing a white top and shorts until you covered yourself and ran in. Still, it was dark and I didn't see anything, so you're good."

She laid down on the floor on her belly and was almost moaning. "I've had a bit too much wine. I'm tipsy and the floor feels so cold on my body. Please rub some lotion on my back please."

She pulled her shirt and bra off and laid back down and let out a small squeal. "Tile is really cold on my nipples..."

I was laughing, "I'll take your word for that."

"Dave, you have to match the clothing I have, so take your shirt off please."

"Okay..."

I took my shirt off and put it on the couch and was shaking up the lotion. She turned her head and looked at me and smiled. "Very nice. Thank you."

I put the lotion on her and slowly rubbed it into her back and the back of her arms. She was making a sort of cooing sound as I worked it into her sides. I had intentionally stopped at her lower back.

She reached down and slid her shorts off, leaving just some small lilac colored panties. "Lower please... also, you need to match me as well."

I smiled and slid my shorts off showing some blue briefs. "Very nice Dave."

I sat up and started to rub the lotion into the back of her legs, and moved down to her calves. She spread her legs and asked me to get the inside of her legs.

I followed her instructions, but stayed well shy of her panties.

She looked at me and rolled over. "Please do the front now..."

"Kayleigh, are you sure about this?"

She closed her eyes and smiled. "Yes and I'm not drunk. Please continue."

I rubbed the lotion on her face and was careful to keep it out of her eyes. I moved down to her neck, again, slowly and softly rubbing the lotion in. I did each of her arms and her shoulders and stopped. She probably had small B cup breasts with bright pink areolas and puffy nipples.

"Those as well please..."

I very slowly massaged the lotion onto her breasts and nipples which evoked a deep moan from her. As much as I wanted to spend more time on her breasts, I moved to her hard little belly and worked the lotion in. I stopped at her hip bones before moving to her legs. I lifted each of her legs and slowly worked the lotion on them. Again she had spread her legs and I'm pretty sure she caught me staring at what appeared to be a wet spot on her panties. I moved to the other leg and worked my way up her thighs stopping short of her panties.

She opened her eyes and looked at me and rolled back over on her belly and slid her panties off. "Rub some on my butt please..."

I started to say something and she cut me off. "You need to match me please and don't stop."

I looked at her cute, pale butt and slid my briefs off. She sort of leaned up and looked at my now hard cock and smiled then laid back down. I caressed each of her cheeks and slowly massaged the lotion on them.

"You are quite hot Kayleigh... and you feel hot in my hands."

She turned her head and smiled at me. "Thank you... You're quite hot as well. I'll have you in my hands once you're done."

I massaged her ass cheeks taking my time to gently knead them. Again she spread her legs and I was certain I could see her wetness. Her labia were bright red and while I knew they weren't sunburned, I was still intrigued.

She spread her legs even farther. I moved my hands on the inside of her thighs going higher but still staying clear of her wet sex. She was moaning very loudly. I leaned over and lightly kissed her ear. "You are sexy as hell Kayleigh.."

"Uh huh..." She rolled over on her back and spread her legs. "Dave... "

I moved between her legs and leaned in and drug my nose through her curly red hair. "So fucking sexy..."

I placed my mouth over her sex and slowly licked from the bottom to her little button. That caused a visceral reaction in her and she grabbed my head and pulled me up and kissed me. I sucked on her tongue before moving down to her breasts and sucking on them. I didn't care for the taste of the lotion, but I did love the effect I was having on her. I moved lower and began to kiss around her hips, stopping to suck on the sensitive area between her hip and her sex. I was taking my time and savoring every single part of her until I was able to focus on her red pussy.

I sucked on each labia, alternating between them before moving up to suck on her sexy little clit. I slid one finger in as I continued to lick and suck her and felt her respond. Her breathing was changing and she was beginning to move her butt around on the tiles. I added a second finger and she stopped and screamed between her teeth, grabbing my head again. I added a third finger and began to slowly and deliberately slide them in and out while pushing firmly in and would hold it there. My hope was that she'd get used to being stretched a little. That did the trick for her, she lifted her ass off the floor while pulling my face onto her as she screamed. I could feel her spasming on my fingers.

She pulled me up and kissed me. "We need to move to the bedroom." I stood up and reached for her hands to help her stand. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and kissed me while stroking the foreskin back and up over the head.

"I'm safe..." She let go of my cock and put her arms around my neck and was pressing my cock against her belly.

She broke the kiss and reached for my hand and led me to the bedroom. I was watching the gyrations of her sexy ass as she walked in front of me.

I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Damn it woman... you are so fucking sexy."

She climbed on the bed and laid down. I climbed in next to her and kissed her.

We laid there kissing with our hands exploring one another. She was soaking wet and grinding on my hand. She pushed me onto my back and straddled me. "Dave, I need you in me..."

She slowly slid back and I felt my cock slide between her sexy lips. I moaned. It had been a very long time for me, so I was trying to savor every single second. She moved a bit lower. She was a tight woman. I was thicker than normal, so maybe that's why she felt like that, but either way, every time she moved a bit lower, she would shudder.

She had her eyes tightly closed. "God damn Dave... holy fuck! You're stretching me out!" She put her head on my chest and pushed farther down on my cock until I felt her squeezing the base of my cock. She was whimpering and had started to grind into me.

"Fuck, Dave... FUCK!" She sat straight up and screamed. I could feel her squeezing my cock as her breathing was erratic as it almost seemed like she was holding her breath and would scream as convulsions would take over. It was easily one of the hottest things I'd ever experienced.

I had my hands on her hips and was slowly sliding her back and forth. She had started vocalizing with my actions, "Uh huh... Oh fuck yeah... right there..." I was beginning to stroke in and out and it was feeling so damn good.

She had been riding me for a while and we had developed a really smooth rhythm. She was so perfectly wet and slippery. "Kayleigh, I'm getting close... " she leaned down and hungrily kissed me.

"I need you to fill me up... "

That was pretty much the last straw for me. I began to push up as hard as I could manage while pulling down on her hips. She was bouncing hard to our rhythm and would occasionally grimace. I pulled her down to me and kissed her as I began to shoot. "Fuck Kayleigh... fuck." I was almost delirious from the strength of that orgasm.

She just laid on my chest kissing me. I would still feel her squeezing my cock sometimes.

"Your fat cock almost killed me..."

"Your tight, wet little pussy almost killed me, and I loved every second."

She giggled and kissed me and lifted her hips off of me. When I slid out, so did quite a bit of our combined fluids. She put her head on my chest and then looked down between us. "I'm not sure how I got all of that in me. I'm pretty sure you've ruined me."

I laughed. "Maybe not ruined, but broken you in a little, so we can have more fun later."

She laughed with me. "You have broken me... We need to clean up."

She rolled off of me and just laid on her back staring up at the ceiling as I leaned over and kissed the edge of her mouth.

"Kayleigh, that was incredible... "

She kissed me. "Yes it was. I'm going to sleep well tonight."

I leaned down and pulled on her nipple with my lips and watched as goosebumps appeared on her body.

I stood up and offered her my hand. "Shower?"

"My legs are like rubber, you need to help me up."

I stood up and reached for her hand. "Come with me..."

"I did earlier, many, many times."

I smiled. "I felt each one and it was incredible from my perspective..."

She stood and covered herself. "I'm pretty sure I'm going to leak..."

"Everything can be cleaned... plus the sheer fun in making the mess makes it worthwhile and memorable."

She smiled and put her arms around me. We stood there and kissed. It wasn't passionate, but I certainly felt like I was expressing some gratitude for what she had shared with me.

After we got cleaned up, there was an awkward moment where we had gotten dressed and were cleaning up the casita. We had put new linens on the bed and had started the wash with the old ones. Back out in the living room, Kayleigh had given me a very warm embrace. "Dave, this will be hard for me to say, but I pray that you'll understand. I want to spend more time with you, but not tonight."

I kissed her forehead. "I completely understand. I'll see you tomorrow at the coffee shop?"

She looked up and smiled. "Yes, I promise." She pulled me down and gave me a quick kiss.

I gently stroked her sides and pulled back. "See you tomorrow sexy... I'll leave the lotion for you. Good night."

I walked out and closed the door behind me and walked across the courtyard and went into my office and just sat down. My mind was racing and replaying every moment we'd spent together, with the last couple of hours being at the front of all of them.

My alarm went off and for the first time in a long time it seemed far earlier than four thirty. I generally had the shop open at a little after five and manned it until the team came in around eight am. It could be pretty hectic in the mornings, but I'd become accustomed to the pace.

Frank had called me and said that they had pretty much taken her car apart. They pulled the seat covers and cleaned them, along with the carpet and also cleaned the vents and replaced the cabin air filter. He also mentioned that it was airing out and still drying. "What do I owe you my friend"?

"You're good Dave. Thank you for the tips for the guys. They appreciate it as well."

"Thank you for helping Kayleigh out, she was pretty stressed out. I owe you one."

"Take care of her Dave, she's a sweet girl."

I chuckled, "She is. She grew up a few miles from where my mom was from in Ireland. It's nice to hear her accent."

"That's a really strange coincidence. That also explains why she looked like a boiled lobster."

"Yep, not exactly a desert girl."

"We'll be here until around six tonight if you want to pick it up."

"I'll let her know. Thank you again my friend."

I was cleaning the bathrooms and was waiting for the ladies room to open so I could clean it. A young lady came out and had a guy in tow. I smiled and went in and closed the door. The obvious thing was what looked like semen on the floor. I mopped the floor and wiped down the sink and toilet and headed back to the staff bathroom and cleaned it as well.

After cleaning up I noticed that Jill was having a somewhat direct conversation with the same couple.

"I want to speak to the owner!"

I walked up and smiled. "Ah yes, the couple from the ladies room. How can I help you?"

The girl looked at me in disgust. "I wanted to speak to the owner, not the help..."

"Gotcha, let me see if I can find him..."

I turned around and smiled. "Hi, I'm David Coolridge, owner. Can I help you?"

She was less than thrilled at my response. "I'm going to leave a bad review of this place... it's disgusting."

"If I may ask, what was disgusting?"

"The restroom was nasty!"

"Was that before or after you spit your boyfriend all over the floor?"

Her boyfriend got up in my face. "You're pretty brave for an old black man."

"Not old, and not brave, just confident."

"That's what I thought... nigg..."

He was cut off by Kayleigh. "What the actual fuck are you doing Michael!?"

A couple of the Bike Cops had come in for their coffees. "Hey Mr. Coolridge, what's going on?"

"This young couple were complaining about my shop being disgusting, apparently they made a mess in the bathroom and expected me to believe that it was there before they went in... Perhaps we can review the camera footage to see if we've had any traffic in there from other couples."

"I think this is an easily solved problem, gentlemen. Per the sign on the front door, I hereby reserve the right to serve both of you. If you don't mind, please leave the establishment. If you want to leave a bad review, please do." I pointed over my shoulder. "I'll happily share this video as well as the one that showed both of you entering the bathroom."

The young man looked at me. "I'll get you..."

One of the police put his hand on his shoulder. "Careful young fella, you finish that statement, and it's conveying a threat, which I'm certain combined with the camera footage will get you locked up. While we love all of the Festival attendees we do not tolerate mistreatment of our citizens, nor our businesses. Do you understand?"

Kayleigh was in tears, and had come over and started to apologize to me. A young guy came and stood next to her. "Dave I'm so sorry... I'll get them out of here."

The young guy next to her looked at me with an odd glare. "Can I help you young man?"

He kept glaring at me and put his arm on Kayleigh and motioned for her to leave. She quickly shook his arm off. "I told you to never touch me Kevin, do you feckin' understand me? Get the feck away from me now!"

The policeman looked at me and smiled, "Mr. Coolridge, have you denied this guy service as well?" I nodded as he asked that guy to come outside with the other two.

Kayleigh was in tears. "I'm so sorry Dave, I never knew they were..."

I put my arm around her and took her over to a table. "You're good Kayleigh. Everyone is different and not all are accepting as others. It's not the first time I've dealt with that. I'll be fine. Are you okay? I'm guessing Kevin is the guy that decorated your car?"

She sort of laughed between the tears, "Yeah, he's the feckin' asshole that threw up all over me and my car."

Jill had brought us out some coffee. "You guys okay?"

Kayleigh stood and hugged her. "Thank you..."

Jill just stared at me and smiled. "You're good. Dave will take care of you, okay?"

She sat back down and looked at me. "I'm sorry Dave..."

I put my arm around her. "You're good. You're also a better person than they are. Don't worry about it okay? Do you want to head out and pick up your car? Frank said it's good now."

"Later. I want to head back and lay down. These feckin' people that I thought were friends are pieces of shit."

"Sometimes, we don't learn about people until something bad happens. I've learned that you're a good woman Kayleigh. Do you want me to walk you home?"

"Please..."

"Jill, I'm going to walk Kayleigh home, I'll be back later." She nodded as we walked out.

I noticed a car parked across the street and saw what looked like the guy she called Kevin. I made a mental note of the car, make and license number, just in case. I had a weird feeling that he felt he was protecting Kayleigh back at the coffee shop but it came across as sort of creepy and possessive.

We got over to the gate and I walked Kayleigh in and once we were inside I held her as she cried. I rubbed her back and let her cry. "You're good... don't worry about it."

"Michele and Michael went there because I told her that I met you and that you were a nice guy that let me use your casita. I never thought they'd do what they did, or say that..."

"Don't worry about it. Some people are shallow minded and that will come back to them when they get older. Karma is a bitch when you're on the wrong side of her."

"Come here..." I walked over and opened a small container on the side of the casita and pulled out two yoga mats and placed them in the shade near the fountain. "We can meditate for a bit to let go of some of what's happened."

She smiled and sat down and faced me. "Dave, you're a good man and you don't deserve what they said or did."

"Much like you didn't deserve to be treated the way you have... Now you need to be quiet and meditate."

She giggled and got up and sat on my mat with me and held my hands.

I opened my eyes and she was staring at me. I smiled at her. "I enjoyed your touch while I was meditating. It helped me relax. I'm pretty sure I could get used to that."

She smiled. "Dave, I enjoyed your touch last night. I mean I really, really liked it. I've never had a night like that."

"Last night was special for me too. I loved everything about it."

She had tilted her head to the side, with a cute smile. "Even when I asked you to leave?"

"Yes, even that. Kayleigh, while we had fun, we also needed to be really comfortable with each other. I know that you're only here for the week and while I'd love to have fun with you again, I understand that we've just met and we're not exactly close to each other. Perhaps in time we can get to know each other better."

She squeezed my hands and leaned over and kissed me. "Thank you for not pursuing me too hard, and giving me the space to feel safe."

I kissed her. "You mean there's another way to treat a fine Irish lady?"

She giggled and pushed me onto my back and climbed up on top of me. "Dave, the reason I asked you to leave last night was that I was physically sore from what we'd done and I know I'd want more, but didn't want to disappoint you by not being able to finish what I started."

I laughed and kissed her. "I accept that answer, I'd never be disappointed with you Kayleigh."

She kissed me and stood up and extended her hand. "Come with me... I owe you one."

I stood and smiled. "Care to tell me what I'm owed?"

"You'll see Sir, you'll see."

We got into the casita and she walked me over to the couch. She kissed me and pulled my shorts down.

"Kayleigh, I'd prefer to clean up a bit..."

"Nope, I want you as you are... You're my man..."

She pulled my briefs down and smiled. "Did I mention that you are quite the man!"

She pushed me down on the couch and kneeled between my legs. "This thing almost killed me last night. You were touching some places that have never been touched and it took some getting used to, but I loved every single inch of it..."

She was literally drooling on my cock. She looked up at me and slid the foreskin back and started to lick around the head. "God damn Dave... so fucking manly..."

She was stroking the foreskin back and forth and was licking the precum. She put her mouth over me and was using both hands to stroke me. As incredible as it felt it looked even better. Getting head wasn't something I got very often. Most women simply didn't even want to try, other than to lick it or suck my balls just enough to get me ready to fuck them. Kayleigh though, I swear this girl was enjoying this as much as I was.

She was moaning and had made my cock slippery with her saliva. I would move her hair out of the way to watch her. "Fuck Kayleigh, that feels so fucking good."

She lifted up and caught her breath and kissed me. "I can barely get much of you in my mouth, but I love this..."

She took me back in her mouth and continued to stroke and suck me. I tried to relax and enjoy both the site and the experience, but she was fairly intuitive and noticed how I responded and kept adjusting her technique. She clearly knew what she was doing.

"I'm close, sexy..." I was moaning loudly and slowly thrusting my hips into her hands and mouth.

She was making a noise that almost sounded like 'okay'.

"Kayleigh! Fuck! Oh my god.. Fuck!"

She had slowed down, but kept stroking me and never lifted. She stopped sucking and just licked around the head while it was in her mouth. "You're fucking killing me woman... damn!"

She giggled and pulled my cock out of her mouth making a loud popping noise. "Dave, that was incredible..."

I reached down and pulled her on my lap and began to kiss her. I could taste my cum in her mouth and I thought it was hot as hell.

She adjusted and straddled me and continued to kiss me. "You know a guy could really get used to something like this... just saying."

She giggled. "I'm thinking a girl could get used to it as well. Plus, I'm pretty sure I'll have something for you to eat later."

"I'm looking forward to that deliciously prepared meal... but for now, I'd like to give these some attention"

I lifted her shirt and bra, being careful to not drag them across her sunburn. I was leaning down and sucking on her sexy tits when I grabbed her ass and lifted her up slightly. She understood what I was doing and took each tit and in turn, put it in my mouth. I was in heaven. I loved the feeling of her responding to my touch along with hearing her respond.

She pushed me away and stood up and pulled her bra and shirt back down and stood there staring at my cock. "Dave, don't take this the wrong way, but I never thought I'd be attracted to a man of color. You're a gentleman, very charming and caring. I have to say that you are upholding at least one stereotype though, that thing is a monster."

"You've tamed him quite well with your, um, skill..."

She started laughing and reached for my hands to pull me up. "Dave, meeting you has been the highlight of my time in America." She squeezed my cock. "Come on, let's go get my car."

She leaned over to pick up my underwear and kissed my cock. "This thing.. I hate to cover this lad up, but people may stare... and he's mine."

I got dressed and pulled her in for a kiss. "I know you said you're preparing dinner for me, but what would you like tonight?"

She started to laugh. "I've got your red snapper taco... and you better be hungry! For me, I just had a monster smoothie that was delicious."

We were both laughing. "Such a dirty young lady... I've got just the thing to wash your mouth out..."

We picked up her car and came home and I kissed her and said I'd be working until around eight tonight. "Give me a call later and we can order some food from a local restaurant and have it delivered. Again, your choice of dining locations and wine."

"I'm going to take a nap for a while. See you later..."

I went back over to the shop and Jill was just staring at me. "How's she doing?"

"She's good, she's taking a nap. Thanks for covering the shop for me, I owe you one."

Jill was laughing out loud. "I forfeit the one you owe me to Kayleigh. Just don't break her in half."

I just stood there and laughed with her. "Such a dirty mind..."

She had caught her breath, "The policemen had come back by and asked some more questions, specifically about Kayleigh. The way they were phrasing their questions, it almost seemed like her little buddies told them that she was being abused or held against her will."

"What the fuck is wrong with those kids. God damn!"

"Calm down there big fella. I told them that she's not being harmed and that you'd offered her the use of your casita due to the crazy looking one being a creep. In fact the taller of the two officers said that little guy weirded him out."

"Yeah, I got the feeling that he thought he was trying to keep her from me, or maybe protect her from me... such an odd guy."

"Yeah, something tells me there's more to this story Dave. I get the feeling that the blonde haired guy had tried to sort of hook him up with Kayleigh. That's why there was only one room. Pretty dirty if you ask me."

"Agreed, really dirty. Kayleigh said that she was sleeping on the couch and that dude would be staring at her when she woke up. So yeah, somethings off with him for sure."

Jill leaned in closely, "Did you hurt her with that thing?"

"No, I did not hurt her. End of discussion."

She just smiled at me... "You mean to tell me that rail thin young lady handled you with ease?"

"End of discussion."

Jill started to laugh again, "Okay, I get the feeling you're falling for her... be careful Dave, she's young."

"Thank you Jill, I do realize that."

I went about cleaning up the back counter area and had closed the shop and was walking home when Kayleigh called. "Dave, I'd really like to go out and eat tonight, my treat, but you pick what we get. I don't really want anything too heavy though."

"How about something where you have some choices? Panera Bread?"

"That's perfect, I'm feeling like a salad and some soup would be perfect. Hurry home."

I tapped on her door at the same time I said, "I'm home."

She almost screamed and swung the door open, "You scared the shite out of me... Dave, what the hell?!"

I was laughing and picked her up and kissed her. "I'm sorry about that... I'll make it up to you later."

"Uh, huh. You better. Go get cleaned up and meet me back here, okay?"

"You got it."

After dinner we got home, and we decided to work on Kayleigh's code project. I had suggested that we work in my office because I had several large monitors. We drank wine and I coached her with some issues she was having in her project and explained some things related to just using some functions that she found online.

"You can use those, but you need to know what they do. First in case the professor asks, secondly, so that it doesn't have a detrimental effect on the rest of your project. We used to get our asses chewed for using code that we didn't understand or didn't write."

"Yeah I can see that. I just need to pass this class and I'll be done with code. I'm not a CompSci girl, I'm an Applied Arts and Sciences major with a Computer Science specialization. It's important, but not the entire focus."

"Such a smart, beautiful woman... I still attend several functions a year at the Engineering College and have been a guest speaker for the Entrepreneur students."

"She looked at me with a huge smile. So you come back to SDSU?"

"I do, that's my alma mater, so of course I give back both time and donations via a scholarship that I fund."

"That's so cool. So, tell me. Where do you stay when you come down... I'm guessing it's not a day trip?"

"Sometimes it is, other times, I get a hotel room near the beach. Just to escape and feel the warm sand between my toes. I might have room if a certain friend of mine wanted to spend a day at the beach with me."

She had the cutest smile, "Do I know her?"

"I never said it was a her, but yes, you do..." That got me a poke in the ribs and a scowl.

"Uh, huh... Maybe she'll have a spare minute or two..."

"Tell me young lady, when will you be graduating and what plans do you have?"

"I have finals coming up and if everything goes well, I'll graduate this year. As for plans, I've done a couple of internships in the San Diego area and actually got to be the Operations Manager at my last one. The lady that I was working with, had her baby a bit early, and they put me in the role. It stressed me out for about three weeks, but I handled it, nothing got dropped and all projects stayed on track and I felt I did well. They did give me a five thousand dollar bonus for that."

"That's awesome! I can tell that you're very driven and talented. You have a bright future ahead of you and you can decide how far you want to go! Any plans to return to Ireland?"

"I've thought about it and there's things I miss, like my family, but there weren't any jobs back there the last time I went home, unless I wanted to work in Sligo or Bundoran and nothing there really appeals to me. Dublin or London maybe, but I don't know anyone there. I think as much as it pains me and my family, I'll probably stay in Southern California for now."

"Yeah, that makes sense. No work back home would just let your skills waste away and even if you found a job you liked, I'm guessing you'd be underpaid."

"Unfortunately, that's true. What are your plans?"

"I travel several times a year. I try to go somewhere exotic, or at least somewhere I feel is exotic. I always try to experience the culture and try their most cultural coffee, both to learn about them, but to also taste the culture through the preparation and presentation of coffee."

"That sounds really interesting. Where was your most recent trip?"

"Istanbul. The culture is vibrant and their coffee is strong, but flavorful."

"Have you had any issues when you travel, like today?"

"Not too much really. Most countries are fairly diverse. I have gotten some funny looks in Ireland though."

She started laughing, "You don't say?"

"Shocking, right? Still, it was just looks and once I talk, they realize that I'm not from the UK or Europe, so it generally smooths out pretty quickly."

"Yeah, dark skinned Americans are somewhat rare, at least in County Leitrim. Have you visited there?"

"I have, I wanted to see where mom grew up. It was nice. Certainly a much slower, simpler pace of life."

"Yeah, I do miss that aspect, but not the small town, everybody's in your business sort of thing. That just pisses me off. How's Alabama?"

I started to laugh. "It really depends on where you go. There are some parts where they'd almost worship someone as white as you are and in those areas, people that look like me are tolerated, but not welcomed."

"Other areas, they don't care as much. Mom and Dad had some issues at first, but as they cared less about what people thought, the less they noticed it. I'm sure people will still look when they see a snow white woman with reddish hair with a black man, but I think they'd get some of those looks regardless of where they went."

"That makes sense. How do you not let crap like what happened today affect you?"

"Two things. Money and knowledge. I have enough of each to not have to worry about that stuff. The money is not about flaunting it or using it to hurt someone, it's there to make sure that I'm not dependent on someone or how they view me. I can move on if I don't like the situation. The knowledge side of things is just understanding that some people are ignorant, and sometimes it is not even a conscious decision, but how they were raised and that's sad."

"I'd never really thought about money like that. Interesting. I'm not sure which is worse, those that don't know their racists, or those that actually decide to act that way. Both are horrible. Are you going to be a coffee shop owner forever or do you have other plans? "

"Yes and no..." She started to laugh. "I'm enjoying it right now, so for now, I'm here. Plus I get to meet the most interesting of sunburnt people..." I leaned over and she kissed me.

"How many sunburnt people have there been in your life?"

"Just one. But she's really needy with the application of lotion, but to her credit, she does get pretty wound up when I rub it on her..."

"Needy, huh... Okay mister. But yeah, you did get me wound up! I'll be honest, when I sat up and looked at your lad, my mind was racing. First, it made my mouth water and then other parts started to drip. But I didn't realize how big he was until you stood up. I knew that if I could take you, we'd both have fun. I was right last night when I said you ruined me. I need that again and anything less just won't do."

I kissed her neck. "You are an exceptional woman Kayleigh. I was concerned last night but you handled things like a rock star."

"Yeah I did, didn't I? Pretty sure I'll get better with some practice. Do you think you'd like some practice later?"

"Of course the answer is yes, but I'll always let you decide what you want to do... I'll never push you to do anything you're not comfortable with."

"You're a good man Dave Coolridge."

"And you are a fine lady Kayleigh O'Connell. I have to ask... You know I'm a black man, and that's pretty obvious, but the one thing we've not mentioned is my..."

She cut me off. "Age. I know, you told me, twice me, plus eight, so you're fifty. Got it and don't have a problem with it. You don't look fifty by the way, I would have guessed maybe late thirties. I'm assuming you're okay with a skinny twenty two year old pasty white Irish girl? Well, mostly red at the moment, but I'll eventually be white again."

"Yep, I am good with her, regardless of color or age."

"You know, I promised you a taco tonight. Perhaps we can shower together and I'll serve up a late dinner."

I reached over and picked her up. "I love the way all of that sounds and I'm feeling an urge to eat like it's my last meal..."

She started laughing. "It's a never ending taco buffet, you just have to take a break occasionally."

"Well if I have to... about that shower, your place or mine?"

"Well, we're already here.. So, I'm guessing this will work. "

I carried her into the master bath and put her down and we undressed each other. She had wrapped her hand around my cock and slid the foreskin back. "Dave, I still can't believe I had this thing in me and it's not hard yet. Guess we'll need to test that later to make sure it still fits."

I kissed her neck, "Practice does make perfect... and messes."

She giggled. "I think I was still leaking this morning... I actually put a pad in this morning to make sure I didn't soak through my panties."

The rest of our evening was nothing short of amazing. While I can only speak for my experience, based on how Kayleigh responded she had fun as well. We destroyed my bed.

The rest of our week was equally perfect. Of course the sex was incredible, but our chats and the time we spent working on her project were equally awesome.

I had opened the shop Sunday morning, but had left Jill in charge as I went back to the house. I knew that Kayleigh was headed back to San Diego and wanted to say goodbye. When I opened the gate to the courtyard, I'd seen the gate leading to the driveway close. As I stood in the courtyard I heard what sounded like her car as she drove off.

I wasn't expecting it to sting as much as it did. Maybe I was a fling for her. I tried to push that out of my head and went over to the casita and found that it was unlocked and she'd left the keys on the table along with a note.

"Dear Dave, Our week together while unexpected was also perfect in so many ways. You helped to open my mind along with ahem, other things and because of that, you'll always have a special place in my heart. You have my number and my email, I'd love to see you when you come to San Diego and of course, I promise to stop by if I'm in Indio. I'm sorry for leaving a note instead of saying goodbye in person, but I'd be crying like a baby and that's not how I want you to remember me. XOXO Kayleigh, your sunburnt code girl."

The note caught me off guard. I sat at the table and read it a few more times. I still had a pain in my chest, but I also knew that things happen for reasons we may not understand at the moment. I sent her a quick text. "I saw your note and I understand. I promise to let you know when I'll be in SD next. Safe travels code girl."

She replied with several heart emojis.

I cleaned up the casita and went back to work. When I closed the gate I noticed some graffiti on the wall and called the police, it was pretty fresh as it still had runs in it and you could still smell the paint. I had about a ninety percent certainty of who did it based on what had been painted.

When the police showed up, I relayed the info I had, specifically that of the car license, make and model of what I thought to be Kevin's car and explained what had happened. Luckily it was a painted block wall, so after all pictures were taken, I called the contractor that helped me with my house and he sent out a crew pretty quickly and they sanded off what they could and repainted that portion of the wall.

I finally got back over to the shop and explained to Jill what had happened with the letter and the graffiti and she gave me a hug. "I'm sorry Dave, you and Kayleigh made a great couple. You are a genuinely nice man and you deserve to be treated better. I'm sure that Kayleigh will realize what she's missing and get in touch. As for the wall, I'm really hoping they catch whoever did that. Will you press charges?"

"I've been thinking about that. I don't want to be that sort of person, but at the same time, people, and especially young people if that's who did it, need to be held accountable, or they'll never figure out how to accept responsibility."

About a month later, the SDSU Alumni Director had sent a letter asking me to be a speaker at one of their Computer Science events at the College of Engineering. I think it was going to be a support group meeting of sorts for those about to graduate to connect them with some professionals still working in the field. For me, I felt it was mostly related to the fact that I funded a scholarship in the CompSci department and kept my name on their rolls as a volunteer speaker.

The Alumni Director had confirmed my speaking engagement and said she added my name to the list of speakers and shared that my timeslot and general agenda subject would be sent within the next few days.

To my surprise I got a text from Kayleigh at the end of the week. "Just saw your name on the list of speakers. I will be there, looking forward to seeing you. Let me know if you need a significantly less sunburnt code girl to hang out with."

"I'd love to hang out with a code girl... sunburnt or not. Know of any? Jk... I'll be staying on Coronado Island. Beach front cottage. I'll bring the SPF100. BTW, I have no expectations other than to spend some time with a friend."

I had checked into my hotel room and was sitting on the patio listening to the ocean. I have loved San Diego from the first time I went to the beach. The smell of the ocean seemed like home to me.

I sent Kayleigh a text. "Staying at the Del. Beachfront cottage. Send me your car info including license plate and I'll pay for parking."

"No need, I sold the car. It still reeks from the mess. I'll Uber over after class."

"Looking forward to seeing you later. I've got dinner covered."

She sent back a couple of emojis and told me she'd have my dinner ready as well.

I started to laugh... hopefully things would end up with us in each other's mouth and while I wanted that, I really just wanted to see her and spend time with her.

I called the front desk and let them know I'd have a visitor and gave them her name. It was around three in the afternoon when I heard a knock on the door and to my surprise, Kayleigh had Michelle with her.

I invited them in and offered them some water. I asked if they'd both like to stay for dinner. Michelle declined, but said that she had something to say. I nodded as she began. "Mr. Coolridge, I'm sorry for how I acted in your shop. Both Michael and Kevin got expelled. I found out that Michael hired Kevin to do some of his classwork and because he couldn't pay, he..." She had started to tear up. "He promised to hook Kevin up with Kayleigh as payment. I had no idea why he was so insistent that we only get one hotel room. Thank you for giving Kayleigh a safe place to stay."

She was pretty much bawling and Kayleigh was tearing up as well. I gave her a hug. "Thank you, I accept your apology as it seems that Kayleigh accepts it as well. I'm sorry it took something like that to let you see the true character of the people you were with."

"Thank you for being so understanding. I'm sorry." She looked at Kayleigh and started to cry even harder. "I put you in a bad position because I was stupid, I'm so sorry..."

Kayleigh hugged her tightly. "You're good. Everything happens for a reason. I got to meet Dave and that was my silver lining. I still love you."

They stayed in a hug for several minutes before Michelle sort of laughed, "I'm going to take off, I'm happy for you guys." She gave me a quick hug and apologized again and left.

Kayleigh looked at me with tears in her eyes. I pulled her close and hugged her. "I'm sorry for what they tried to do to you. You never deserved that."

"I agree, but I would have never met you had it not been for that. Of course I hate that they did that to me, but I'm beyond happy we met."

"Me too. By the way, your new color is more pink than red... and contrasts your hair quite nicely."

She giggled. "Thank you. You're still my tall, dark and handsome knight that saved me."

We stood in that embrace for quite a while just holding each other. I gave her a light kiss. "Any plans for dinner? I'm thinking that we should have room service delivered, but I'm open to suggestions."

"Oh yeah, that works for me. Something light, so that we'll have room to feed each other later."

She was turning red. I leaned in and kissed her. "I love the way all of that sounded. Your new shade is reminiscent of the last time we were together."

We both laughed. "Yeah, that is true, while I'm not sunburnt, I may need someone to rub the lotion on me..."

"Of course I have an idea and it's a bit self serving..."

She smiled, "I'm listening."

"The lotion tastes bad... so I'd like to kiss all of you before we apply it, if that's okay with you?"

She had the cutest grin. "I never really thought about that, I suppose I'd be okay with a taste test before application and in the interest of fairness, I know you don't need the lotion nearly as much as I do, but I'd still like to taste you as well. But I'd really like to talk about something first."

"I love how all of that sounded. Please."

She looked around the cottage and asked to go sit on the patio. I followed her out there and sat down.

"Dave, I want to be honest about something. I loved our week together, well aside from what brought us together. When I got back, I kept replaying what we'd done, not just the sex, but the conversations, and the jokes, everything. I know this will sound bad..."

"My only expectation is that we're honest with each other, no judgement, just honesty."

She took a deep breath, "I needed to know some things about myself after our time together. I had a friend at school, not a boyfriend really, more of a friend with benefits sort of thing. I waited a week or so, and we tried, well I tried to see if I could still have fun with him. The answer was no. I couldn't bring myself to. I know that probably makes me seem dirty, or..."

"Not at all, quite the opposite in fact. Thank you for sharing that. I love that you've been that introspective. First and foremost, you need to be comfortable with yourself, and understand what your desires are and how you want to have them met. While we certainly seem to be sexually compatible, there's one other rather large issue that we've not really discussed. What happened at the shop that day isn't rare, but luckily it's also not that common. I'm content with whatever shape our relationship takes... If that's sort of a friends with benefits situation, I'm good with that, if it's more of being a couple, I'm good with that as well, but want you to understand that there are lots of people in the world that do not accept interracial couples maybe even more so given the differences in our age."

"I know, I've been giving that a lot of thought. I know you said your mom and dad managed to handle it. Can I ask a personal question?"

"Of course."

"You said you were almost married, but called it off. Can I ask why?"

"Money. She worked at the brokerage I used and we sort of seemed to hit it off. It was one of the first real relationships I'd had. We had gotten engaged and she changed. She wanted me to buy her different things and almost used that as a gatekeeper to intimacy. It took a conversation with a long time friend, to allow me to see what was going on. Sort of like you did, I gave it one more try to see if the spark was there. It wasn't, I called off the engagement and she held on. She even came back several months later stating she was pregnant. When the baby was born we had a paternity test and much like I had suspected, he wasn't mine. She tried to trap me."

"I realized that after speaking with my broker, she should not have had access to my account, and should not have known the balance. That led to me moving brokerages and starting a lawsuit against the old one. They settled out of court. The guy that used to be my broker invited me to have a drink with him and he explained that they conducted an internal audit of who had accessed my account and saw her name all over it. That's when they offered to settle."

"After that, I guess I was really gun shy with relationships. I still had fun occasionally, but was really careful about who it was with and what happened and always wore protection. I hope that answered your question."

"It did, I'm sorry you've had to experience that. I was concerned that what we did would be viewed in a similar light since I was staying there for free. I was genuinely appreciative of the offer, but what happened between us was only possible because of how nice you were and that I was comfortable. I'm not going to lie, I was nervous as hell, but still felt comfortable with you and felt that you'd stop if I got in over my head."

"One hundred percent. Times like we shared are only fun if we're comfortable enough with each other. Frankly, I was worried that you'd be really worried about my size and that's why I was always sort of asking or checking to see if you were okay."

"Yeah, it frightened me, but at the same time, I was so damn horny from seeing you and given the way you put the lotion on me, my mind was racing while I was laying there."

She moved and sat on my lap. "Dave, when you entered me, my mind went blank and all I was left with was raw desire. As I took more of you, the desire grew. I cannot tell you how many times I came before I had you fully." She started to rub her arms.

"Before, masturbation was about the only way I could cum that hard, and even then it wasn't close to what I had with you. Part of why I wanted to see if my friend and I could still have fun is to test if it was just a physical lust, or if it was something more. It was something more. I didn't feel comfortable with him."

I gave her a deep kiss. "So... I'm here for the week and the cottage has plenty of room. Do you know any coder girls that might want to share it with me?"

She smiled, "One. You may need to break her in slowly... again."

I laughed. "Only what you're comfortable with."

"Dave, that thing that's pressing against my ass, stretched me and it was the most fulfilling feeling I'd ever had. I also felt it pushing against my cervix and that was an entirely new feeling. It didn't start off feeling that good, but then my mind sort of showed me a picture of the head of your lad pushing against it and it started to feel better, well better isn't the right word... it felt right maybe. Like that was how it was supposed to be. I'm not sure what my future has in store, but I really hope you're part of it."

I kissed her deeply and stood up with her and walked her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed. "I want you to be part of my future as well..."

She sat up on the edge of the bed and started to unbutton my shorts. I reached down and slowly pulled her shirt off and undid her bra and removed it. She smiled up at me and pulled my briefs down. "Your lad is just as I remembered him, but maybe a bit more angry than last time. I may need to calm him down a bit before I reintroduce him to my girl." She took me in her mouth and moaned. Fuck, it felt so damn good.

I pulled for her to stand up and when she did I kissed her and started to unbutton her shorts and panties. I leaned down and gently bit her neck and collar bone. "I need to taste you... all of you."

I laid down on the bed and asked her to join me. She laid down next to me and kissed me. "Dave... I need this."

"Me too."