Hey, girl, what you're doing? Where are you? I'll make your
boys, I was saying if you wanted to join us, So you wait
until you already there to think about me. Some friend you are? Girls
stop I text you earlier. You didn't respond, but I know you're extra
busy, so I figured i'd give you a call. How nice of you?
Who all up there, Danielle, Brianna, a few other coworkers.
Figures I have to pass besides you not got their early flight to catch in
the morning, and I gotta finish packing. Oh okay, Well get it
done and go to bed. Text me me to get to the airport in
the morning or when you land. Okay, all right, bye bye.
I finally got done packing around nine point thirty. Maybe I should go ahead
and meet Stephanie at Kilroy's. Nah. By the time I watch my ass
get dressed and drive all the way out to bra Rubble, it'll be too
late. Plus I can't stand in bitch of sheet way anyway, so I'll
just chill at the house till I pass out. I slouched down on the
couch, pick up my phone and proceed to get on the ground. As
I'm scrolling, I come across the picture of Stephanie at the bar with her
two annoying ass coworkers and it's fine tall chocolate brother. His name was at
the Andre three K. I click his name and luckily his page was open.
I scrolled through a few picks and not bad. I could always use
some more ice candy on the ground, so I followed him. Not two
seconds after that follow button turn blue, I had a new follower myself.
Well, hello, mister Andre three K. He liked my most recent picture,
so I went in liked is he in turned like three more of my
pictures, so it was only fair that I like three more of is next
thing? I know the good old n m's lit up, good evening,
beautiful. How are you? I'm fine and yes, sir, I'm good.
Thanks for asking. Thanks for the follow too. I can always use
some new candy on my timeline. I candy is always good. I hope
you don't mind me stalking your page a little bit. Had to see if
you really look good or if it was just the lighting. So do you
like what you see? I know? Good? Good? What was okay?
If I asked you for your number? I don't really care for DMN
like that you waste no time. Huh sure my numbers three one seven.
He wasted no time texting me. I also made sure to text Stephanie to
do a little back checking. Can never be too careful. Who is the
Andre three K? Why you must want him? Just answer the question.
He's fairly north the office, cool guy, really chill, don't know too
many people in the city yet. That's why I invited him out with us.
Okay, inserts devil smiling emo, GI, what are you about to
do? Don't worry about that. I was just making sure he was fair
game. He's fair game. Keep me posted of of course, since everything
clear with Stephanie, it was time to see what the Andre three K was
really about. We set there texting for a good hour while was making sure
or I had everything packed. He was twenty nine, no kids, single
and he just moved to the city from Cincinnati. Cool enough for me.
You seem legit. I guess you cool? You guess well. I appreciate
that, is it? Okay? If I call you on some leader bar,
yeah, that's cool. Don't keep me waiting too long. I might
fall asleep. Oh I won't. He must have been on Stephanie because he
called me like twenty minutes later. Hello, Hey, what's up? This
is as soon as he called me, I got a text from Stephanie.
Damn you move fast or word? How you know? I don't just go
around and give him my number out to everyone? Mister Andre three K?
What do you mean? I can dig that? So what you're getting into
this evening? Going out of town on business tomorrow? So I'm chilling for
the rest of the night. You Well, I don't really have any plans.
I'm slowly hoping I can see you. That nigga just uped and laughed.
I know it was because of you. WHOA Is that right? That
is right? I didn't do nothing. He did, just ask to see
me, though. I don't know. I have to get up pretty early
tomorrow. I should really try and get some rest. You could sleep on
a plane, huh. I guess you do have a plane. But still
I don't know you, and it's getting late. Maybe we should save this
meet and greatful when I get back. He's pretty cool, jess get you
knowing welcome him into the city. Okay, I understand. Well I have
a good night. Oh don't sound so disappointed. Well, if I told
you I said a tear. Would you change your mind? Boy? Ain't
nobody and any attention? I might just stop that. Maybe you should.
You might like what you see. I already liked what I see. Well,
I can always show you more. Okay, make sure you text me
later. Well, in that case, maybe I do have a couple of
extra minutes I can spare tonight. I'm going to send you the location of
where we can meet. Give me about thirty minutes. I'll be there bet
Okay, girl, I'm usually not the one to beat people online, but
he was fine and we shared a mutual friend so this was an exception.
Exception. I had to meet me on my favorite outdoor spot. It was
out in the open, so in case he tried something stupid, someone can
hear me scream. But on the other hand, it was secluded that we
had our privacy just in case, and spot is pretty cool. I passed
by the every day, but I've never actually been down here. Oh that's
right, I forgot you and Stephanie worked down here. Yeah, so how
do you know Stephanie again? Yeah? Stephanie is my best friend. That's
my rider. How do you think I came across your page? If it
wasn't for her, we wouldn't be here right now. I don't just randomly
meet people off the internet in the middle of the night. Oh so,
what made you do it this time? Well, you intrigued me. Plus
Stephanie put in a good word, remind me to think of her mom.
We walked around until we made it to the little waterfall, where we sat
and continued to talk. He was super easy to talk to, He had
great conversation, and he was a gentleman. Mention anything sexual the entire time.
I don't know what it was, but I was starting to get turned
on. Yes, he was fine as hell, but it was something else.
I couldn't quite put my finger on it. But whatever it was had
me horny. I couldn't take it anymore. I jumped in his slap kissed
him. Well damn, what was that for? I just felt like it
problem? Nah, no problem at all. You sure, I know you
can feel it? Shit, that should be enough indication that I'm sure.
Hmmm, yeah, I can feel him. We'll take him out. Oh
that's what you own. I mean, if you're scared, boy, what
I'm just saying, if you're scared of school, shut your so. I
climbed off of him and zipped his pants and pulled out his stick. I
looked around to make sure no one was close to walking up on us.
Then I took the whole thing in my mouth. I sick. I started
off slow, he was scared, letting my mouth make love to his stick,
taking in each inch one by one, going all the way down into
my tongue could tickle his boss, coming back up and doing it all over
again. Each time. I went down faster than the time before. He
placed his hands on the back of my head and was fucking my mouth.
Sure, I could feel this whole body tensor. I knew he was about
to come, but I wasn't ready for him to bust just yet. At
this point, my juices were on full flow. Wow. Luckily I had
on a dress, so I pulled it up, laid him down, and
sat on his face. He definitely did mine. He feasting on my pussy
like it was his last meal. M He was massage on my clip with
his tongue. Really, the shit was crazy. He slid two fingers into
my pussy and finger fucked me while he sucked on my clip. Oh.
I tried my heartest not to mom too loud, but luckily to sound like
the water park drowned me out. Oh and after he sucked the soul out
of me, I'll pull a cond of out of my purse. He slid
it on and I sat on his deck. I rolled him backwards so he
could watch my ass bouncing up and down. Even though I knew no one
was watching, I gave a performance as if all eyes were on me.
His moms got louder, and his grip on my ass got tighter again.
I knew he was about to come, but this time I was gonna let
him finish. I started going faster to helped him out. I aim to
please, and he wasn't too bad himself. I definitely called mine, and
he followed right behind me. Shut yeah. I climbed off of him and
we both sat there trying to catch our breath. Once we were both able
to get the feeling back in our legs, we headed back to our cars.
Thank you for convincing me to come out, No, thank you for
coming. Oh yes I did. Well, here's my car. It was
a pleasure meeting you. Pleasure is all mine. I'm a little embarrassed to
ask you this, But what is your name. It's not important. Well
what am I supposed to call you? Nothing? Wait, I'm confused.
Look, no need to pretend like this needs to go any further than tonight.
We both had a good time. Let's leave it at that. Well.
I was kind of hoping we can keep in touch and maybe you know,
if they know each other. No, you were hoping that we would
keep in touch just in case you wanted to fuck again. No, honestly,
you seem cool and I was just hoping that number I'll call you.
Oh damn, you have yourself A good night, miss don dre three K.
I jumped in the car, drove off, and left him standing there.
I glanced at him at my rearview mirror. He had this confused look
on his face. I'm sure he was wondering what the hell just happened.
I couldn't help but laugh. Between the time I left and made it back
home, he called me twice and text me five times. He even DM
me on Instagram. I had to nip this in the bug quickie pus to
get him acting clingy. I blocked him and made sure to tell Stephanie to
pretend she had no idea who I was. I wish I could see the
look on his face when she tells him that I can't believe it's three forty
five in the morning. Let me get some sleep. I do have an
early flight to catch. Excuse me, I'm sorry, girl, it's okay.
They don't make these planes for women like us. Women would ass ass
or curves. If you're not built like Collie Jenner before the surgery, then
this ain't for you. Tell me about it. Hi, I'm Jessica.
Hey, I'm Kim. Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you as
well. Here, I guess will be the only two black people in first
class today. Oh, I'm used to it. I'm usually the only one.
Well, now you got a friend to chill with. I'm glad because
it can get lonely up here. I haven't flown first class before. This
is nice, welcome, and you usually never have to deal with that.
Not too many kids up here. Oh, thank god, ladies and gentlemen.
My name is Ashley. I'm your chief fight attendant this morning on behalf
of Captain Famous and the entire crew. Welcome aboard NSD Airlines Flight eleven forty
three, non stop service from O'Hara to Sky Harbor. Our flight time will
be approximately three hours and fifty five minutes. At this time, please make
sure your seatbacks and trade tables are in the upright position, and that your
seat belts are fashioned correctly. Also, your portable electronic devices must be set
to airplane mode until an announcement is made upon arrival. Thank you. I
had no idea this flight was four hours long, sesh. It goes by
quicker than you think. Do you travel to Phoenix a lot more than I'd
like to? Business or pleasure? Honey? My business is pleasure. Oh,
I know that's right. Flight attendants please prepare the cabin for take off.
Ladies and gentlemen, the captain has turned off the fastened seatbelt side.
You may now move around the cabin. However, we do recommend that you
keep your seatbelt fastened while seated. Finally, what are you about to watch?
Oh? I love Insecure? I just watched the last episode last night.
Me too. It was so damn good, though, I gotta watch
it again. Okay, So are you team Lawrence or teen Lisa? What
you mean team Lawrence? All day? What? Girl? I can't believe
you? Right now, us women need to stick together, So I guess
you're team Lisa. Hell yeah, I'm teen Lisa. She just had a
moment of weakness, that's all. So you condone cheating? Huh No,
it ain't cheating when he's that damn fine shit. Wait, so it's only
cheating when the one you're cheating with is ugly? Basically, you know that
ain't right. Plus, she's stuck around and waited for him to get his
shit together. I think she deserves a pasty. How does that work?
All I'm saying is that if she held down the fort for that long and
supported him, then she should get a pass. You don't really believe that,
do you? No? But did you see how he was fucking Tasha,
the girl from the bank. He was giving it to her ass,
Loki, I was jealous, wasn't he? Shit? I can only get
dick like that from niggas. I know. I shouldn't be fucking with Story
of my life, girl, story of all our lives. That's exactly why
my ass ain't been having sex like that lately. I ain't got time.
Look, I don't have time either, but I keep finding myself in these
what the fuck situations? Oh this sounds juicy? Do tell I? Need
a few drinks if we sharing stories, say less, I got you?
Ah well, alrighty man? Yes, can we get two drink menus?
Certainly I've never had liquor on an airplane before. Poor baby, you're missing
out here, you go, ladies, a list of the food and burghs
just being served on this flight. Thank you? Oh damn, I ain't
know they had a full on mini bar up here. Yeah. I have
definitely been missing out and here I thought I was bad and bougie, but
I'm really just broken and experienced. You are silly. You should experience new
things. You only live once, right, yeah right, damn. There's
not many options on here. It's like they purposely left off all the drinks.
Black people may like that, or black people need to expand their liquor
palette. It's more to life than Hennessy, Crown Apple and moscato no shade.
So is that a note to the hen and Coke asking for a friend?
Girl? Okay, well, what are you getting? Probably some red
wine? I'll get the same. Then I don't need to be too turned
around these white folk. Good idea. What are you having? I'll have
some of your pino noir please, And for you, ma'am I have the
same, okay, and ma'am, yes, I have these drink vouchers.
Can I use them for our drinks? Yes you may, ah, thank
you, no problem. Now back to these stories. How many more drink
vouchers you got? Because the more drinks I have, the crazier the stories
get. Oh I got enough? Give me everything. Well, this year
has probably been the most bizarre for me, both dating and career wise.
What do you mean? Here you go? Ladies? Thank thank you,
right on time. So it all started with this trifling ass nigga name Josh.
Who is it? Bit? Open a door? Why you ain't have
the door open? I told you I was pulling up whoa, whoa,
whoa. Relax, you send me that message while I was getting out the
shower. My bad for washing my ass and putting on clothes. Oh,
my bad. Exactly. You need a dick appointment like yesterday. These little
hissy fits of getting out of hand, they have not been that bad.
No, okay, let you tell it anyway. Where's the remote? I
want to catch the end of loving hip hop girl. I can't believe you
watched that fake ass bullshit. All they do is sleep around, go out
to eat, talk about making music, and they're drinking on one another.
I know, but my life is so boring right now. I need the
drama, So let me live my life. It's entertaining your life. Wouldn't
be so worrying any to stop curving niggas, go on a date and get
some dick. Oh God, here we go. Who are you the pussy
pulice, always worried about what's going on over here. I'm not the pussy
pullice. I'm just saying one date won't hurt you. I mean, it's
not like you're gonna fall in love. Damn. Actually, bitch, you're
wrong. The last date I went on I did fall in love. Yeah,
but nothing, now that I think of it. You're the one who
pushed me to go on that date. Look, nobody told you to fall
in love with the dumb ass Dominic's. That's not my fault. This is
what you do. Get the food, the conversation, maybe some bomass sex
and be out. You went in with your guard down, and he ran
good game on that ass. Actually ran some good penists on that ass.
Had you Dickma's eyes? I know, right, but the G and me
won't allow me to admit that I fell for some good pin. It's okay,
it happens to the best of us. I mean love to whoa who
are you calling? Oh bitch, don't act like you don't have a bask
You ain't Drea your homemeeter. Don't reset just because you fall in love.
I'm the whole Okay, but didn't you just sleep with a merry man.
That wasn't me, That was my off three ego. That bitch is hot.
I'm a Christian, a good hostome Christian woman. This ain't even about
me though. Yeah, okay, mm hmm. But who you texting?
You've been glued to your phone since you got here. You're a nobody.
Well what is this nobody talking about? Damn puts the end phone police,
huh girl? Qris Stalin, if you must know this guy named Josh,
he's been trying to get at me for a while, but I don't pay
him any attention. Cute. Let me see his Instagram, really, let
me see it. Hold up, this is page. Don't pay then.
He ain't bad looking, not at all. So what is he talking about?
What is every nigga talking about? When you're gonna make time for me?
When we gonna hang out. You know the same old shit girl.
How long you've been dodging him? Probably four or five months? Damn he
wants you, girl. I know. I thought he would have ran off
by now, but nope. So what's stopping you from hanging out with him?
I don't know. Are you attracted to him? He has my number,
doesn't he? You've given ugly niggas your number before, so stop it.
Remember they do, Greg, I've changed my ways. That was the
old me shit, the way y'all text him back and forth. He must
be trying to see you today. When is he not trying to see me?
I think he should go and see what he about. Break out of
that damn shell shit. What you just asked me to come over to?
Where is else? Have you ever kicked it before? No? Well,
not alone. We run into each other a few kickbacks he school. Why
do niggas always want to invite you to their house before y'all go on to
day? Nigga, feed me before you try to fuck me. You could
be a killer or something. At least let me have my last meal exactly.
Invest in the pussy, yes, nigga hashtag invest in the pussy but
in his defense, he's invited me out a bunch of times. But I've
been playing his ass. Yeah, but still invest in the pussy. I
don't care how long you've been covering him. There are still steps they need
to happen before inviting you to his house. With all that said, should
I go over there or no? I'm conflicted? Why because the horney says
yes, the Christian side says no, Well, then that's a yes because
your Christian side is small as fuck. Basically, but make him feed you
first, engage in a little conversation. Make sure he's fucku with able?
Okay, okay, and if you whack, you can leave. You don't
have to give him none. You're right, I don't have to give him
nothing. Damn right. We both know you will, but you don't have
to bitch. Why are you shaving my wholeism today? My bad use your
face timing? Why? Girl? I look a mess? Girl? You
always look like this? Chill you got one more time? I'm glad.
I'm glad, But call him and say what be blunt as hell, ask
him what he wants. Put him on the spot. Okay, hold up,
goody gets a banker. Shut up, don't say nothing, bean,
time connected. Damn. If I knew invite you to my house would get
you to call me, I would have invited your ass over a lot sooner,
boy, stop being extra? What's up? Shit? Playing two k
kicking it? What's up? What's you watching TV? Trying to see what
you're about before I show up to your house? Oh? Oh shit?
You coming? Honestly thought she was gonna curve me again? I love he
was trolling. Oh so you're being petty today? You petty wat today?
Okay, seventeen thirty eight. You know you've been curving me. It's cool.
I just wanted to see what would happen. I didn't think you actually
considered coming. So you don't want me to come over? Hell yeah,
I do before come through? So be honest. Is this your way of
trying to finess me out of my panties? I'm celibate, so nah,
boy, stop playing? You ain't no damn celibate. Now see why wouldn't
women say that shit? Men must appli and respect it. But when a
man say it, it's a joke because niggas lie. True. I ain't
lying, though, That's what's up? So were you really gonna come.
You're gonna feed me? Didn you just eat? Are you just? Yes?
Damn you greedy girl? I got you though, I whipped some up.
You can't cook? How you figure that? So your celibate and you
can cook? Get you somebody that can do both? What I guess I
can come through so you can fake cook your way into this pussy. Don't
nobody, won't you? Girl? I take your mind? Just okay.
I'll let you know when I'm on my way. Bet what's so funny?
I bet you can't get a celibate ass to fuck what you heard me?
I bet you can't get them to fuck you plan right? Not at all?
Hey, I'm game. What's the bet? The next by day loser?
Pass? Oh, I'm game this way. You have a real reason
to go over there. Make it fun? Okay, what are the rules?
You've got three hours to get the dick? What? Girl? There's
plenty of time to have at eating out the palm on my hand head doesn't
count. Okay, you gotta get to dick. Okay, the whole thing
too, bitch, None of that just the tip shit okay, but shouldn't
be a problem now if you ain't feeling him text me and I'll call and
get you out of the situation. Share your location with me, since you've
never been over there, just in case, good, thank you. This
nigga might be crazy. Let me do that now exactly. I need to
go take a shower. Girl. For what? You don't take a mic,
get some dick shower? The fuck for what? Niggas don't wash their
nuts before they beg us for some head, Go ahead and eat this semi
fresh box. You are a fucking savage. I was trying to be like
you when I grow up. I mean, if you want to take a
shower, you can. I think you still got some clothes over here.
Okay, cool? Thanks. I put his address on my phone and headed
to his house. He only stayed about ten minutes away from Stephanie, which
made my decision to go a little easier, just in case she got crazy.
She knew where I was. It can be there quick. I got
there and he was fried Chicken and listening to Drakes. My panties almost got
wet. Why because I loved both Drake and fried Chicken. His house was
clean with nice decore. He had a candle and instant burning on the table.
Hell, if anything I would give him some just the putting forth effort.
He finished cooking and we ate, but not before he showed off the
meal on his snapchat. Niggas loved the flex. After we ate, he
played the gentleman role and cleared the table. So far, so good,
but I was still trying to figure out exactly how I was gonna get him.
He hadn't made a move on me, and I was getting worried.
I had two hours left. So how was the food? It was good.
You get points for being able to fry get chicken. Well, thank
you. I learned from my mother she taught you. Well. Yeah,
she told me so I could feed my younger siblings while she was at work.
That's sweet and mature of you. How many siblings do you have too,
a younger sister and a brother. You I'm the only child. My
mom wanted a darner and she got me on the first try. So that
was that. Oh, that's what's up? Thank you again for coming through.
You look good tonight. Thank you, Josh, And no problem.
I'm still really just shocked you even came. I wasn't sure if I should
keep texting your ass or not? What? Why? Why? Really?
Because you've been carving a nigga for like four months? Has it been that
long? I got the text to prove it. You want to see it?
Nah? I'm good? Yeah, I thought so? Oh you mad?
Your feeling's hurt? Nah, you're here now. I just got to
make the most of it. And how you plan on doing that? Well?
Part one was the chicken demolished, Shut up food. Part two I
was thinking, maybe a movie? Is that code for sex? No?
Woman, Damn, I just wanted to watch a movie and chill with you.
Is that okay? Sure, we can watch a movie on the couch.
I'm not going to your room. Girl. I just told you I
don't want you. That did it. I got tired of him lying about
not wanting me. I mean, what nigga would chase a woman for five
months and not want anything, not even some head. There is no way
he didn't want something. Now I was on a mission. I said fuck
it and got to it. Girl, I just told you I don't want
you. Oh okay, I have a question. What's up if I sit
here and watch this movie in my bron panties? Would that bother you?
What you keep saying you don't want me? In your celibate. So I'm
asking you. If I was to sit and watch this movie in my bron
panties, what would you do? I would let you watch the movie in
peace. Whole word. Uh yeah, yeah, girl? What are you
doing? I started taking my clothes off right in the middle of his living
room. I look on. His face was priceless. It's IDEs didn't look
away either. He was sizing me up. He probably didn't know I looked
this good out of my clothes. I mean, how would he listen?
Up? Ladies, when you do shit like this, men don't know how
to process it, especially if you've never talked sexually. They are never prepared
to handle on woman when she is this forward, this spontaneous, this blunt.
Men are only strong when they can control the situation. But is that
really strength? What? I watch movies like this at home. It's more
comfortable. Yo. You are wildly, but it's your world. Though.
You want a blanket? Sure, he got me a blanket, put on
a movie that I never heard of, and we cut it up on the
couch. I didn't care about the movie. My goal was to get them
to fuck. I had to be the aggressive, but I didn't mind it.
I laid on his chest and started rubbing his dick to see how he
will react. He jumped out first and got settled so I could keep going.
I mean, nothing wrong with giving him a digmossage for the chicken.
Right? You are crazy? You know that, right? I've heard that
before. Do you want me to stop? Huh? Did I say that?
No? You didn't. What would happen if I was to kiss it?
I'm not sure. I guess we're gonna have to see. I bet
my phone was ringing in the kitchen, but I didn't feel like getting enough
to get it. I was about to break this nigga and wasn't going to
stop until I did. I figured if I gave him just a little head,
he would't want to return the favor. I didn't care how I looked.
I mean, could he really tell people this story without them thinking he
was lying? I pulled his stick out and I observed it not too bainy,
not too big, but definitely not lit him. I spit on it
and took the whole thing in my mouth slowly. I did it again and
again and again. Then I stopped. I was definitely teasing him. I
didn't want him to come, but I definitely wanted him to get close though.
Oh shit, damn girl, you like that? Hell yeah? She
feel good as fuck? So you said don't want me? I think I'm
gonna have to retract what I said earlier? Is that right? Yeah?
I thought so yo, fuck that I want to taste it? Is that?
Okay? Go for it? Just what I expected? Works every time.
I thought I would have to give a little more effort, but he
gave in so easily. He wanted to taste it. Who was I to
deprive them? My phone was ringing again, but I was limited on time.
I couldn't stop to answer it. I was almost there, but no,
the phone called his attention. You want to get that? That motherfucker
been ringing, I guess. I got up to check my phone and had
three miss calls from Stephanie. She was probably calling to throw me off by
playing pussy police. But I had no time to be distracted. I had
less than thirty minutes. I got back to the couch and opened my legs.
Now where were we? Oh? Yeah, ain't this pussy? I
like that? Bossy shit? Shut up boy? He started eating my pussy.
It was horrible. I grabbed the back of his head and stuffed his
face into my pussy. It's punishment for the lack of skill. He didn't
seem to mind it. He probably thought he was killing it and that I
was loving it wrong. Now see why curved his asked for so long.
The longer he did it, the worse my attitude got, and the more
it turned off. I was getting a nigga with trash had was no friend
of mine at this point. I couldn't take it anymore. I'm not sure
what he was doing down there, but I was over it. I wanted
him to fuck me before I got turned off by his inability to stay on
my clip. I couldn't lose his back. Don't you want to fuck me?
Hell? Yeah, you want me? Yes, give it to me.
Go get a condom. He got up and got a condom out of
his closet. Who has condoms in a shoe box on the top shelf of
their closet? A nigga trying to hide them, that's who? Oh well,
I didn't care. I wanted him to fuck me before my time ran
out. Right as he was walking back to the couch, my phone rang
and someone knocked on the door. We try to ignore it, but I
thought I heard my name. Oh fuck, that's my best friend. Let
her in, but we were about to wait. I don't care let her
in. She has to be here for a reason. Fuck, you're right.
Let me find my damn sures? And how does she even know where
I stay? Don't worry about that. Open the door. Damn. These
women are crazy. How the fuck she even know? I excuse me,
nigga, Jessica, get your shit and let's go. Hurry up. What's
wrong? I was explain in the car. Let's go, girl, It
better be pretty fucking urgent for you to be busting in here like this?
Yo, What the fuck you think I would waste my time if it wasn't?
Get dressed faster. Damn, I'm trying, but I thought we were.
Nigga, shut up with your flexing ass. FLEXI bitch? Who the
fuck is you? Bitch? Nigga? I will haze your ass. Shut
up, man, Somebody tell me what the fuck is going on? Shit?
Fuck that he don't need an explanation. Let's go. There's some bullshit.
You need to get the fuck out of my house. My Josh,
I'll hit you up later. No, she won't, fucking girl, let's
go. That's what I was trying to do before you busted up in the
fuck, stupid ass. We got in the car and she sped off like
a bat out of hell. As we left this apartment complex, there was
another car speeding right past us. I was still confused as to what was
going on. I had to ask girl, what the fuck was that about?
That nigga was lying Girl, he is a celibate. He is.
It's a whole girlfriend with's a baby on the way. Wait, what how
do you know all of this? Because she on Snapchat talking shit? Who
is Evany? You know Evany, the crazy bitch we went to school with.
Hold up, that's his baby. How did I miss that? I
don't know how you miss it? But look at her snap story. She
pulled up her snap story and handed me the phone. This pregnant bitch was
going eight shit. She got wind of Josh cooking for somebody because this dumb
ass posted it to Snapchat trying to flex. Why the fuck would he put
it on snap knowing he had a crazy baby, mama, dumb ass?
Y'all. This nigga really got me fucked up, Like for real, I
can't take his shit. No, more. I am sick of Josh Neil.
This nigga got me pregnant, but got a bitch of his house cooking
like he's some kind of chef. He knows I'm crazy as fuck. Now
I gotta go over there and beat his ass and hers, whoever she is.
This is when I called you the first two times, but you didn't
answer. You know what, I'm not about to go over there and fuck
his shit up. I'm trying to be a better person. My hormones are
getting the best of you. But bucket, I'm about to go over there
and fuck your shit up. Why the fuck would you get me pregnant?
But tell hoes you sell a bate. You're really out here flexing. Now
you got me looking stupid as fucked weak dick nigga. I'm gonna fuck his
whole shit up. Ladies, don't waste your time. He can't fuck,
he can't eat pussy, and his parents pay his bills. Boom, I'm
gonna snap the whole shit, So don't worry y'all. Y'all have front row
seats to this. I can't watch no more. What the fuck this messy
ass nigga? He could have told me he had a girl. You know,
some niggas can never be straight up. I'm glad you shared your location
with me. Shit me too, Thank you, girl, No problem.
That's the last time I let your ass talk me into some shit though,
Why bitch, this was your idea? Look, I didn't know that shit
would happen. You have to know that you never do, and that's fine,
But this was the last straw. Ain't mom Fosger were being lazy with
your snooping. So did y'all fuck? Or no? Girl? No?
He gave me some whack ass head and right before we were about to fuck
you knocked on the door. He only at your pussy and nothing else.
Yeah, you know what this means, right, You've got to be kidding
me. You lost a bed. Really, bitch, what if you would
have fucked him before I got there? You would have wonted a spy day?
Am I right? Or am I right? You get on my fucking
nerves exactly, spy day on you. I'm free this weekend, preferably Sunday.
I can't stand you. I know. Just like I said, men
are fucking annoying. Oh wow, that's fucking crazy. Celibate, but got
a baby on the way pal sway, girl, tell me about it.
All of that and I still ain't getting no dick. Men are fucking annoying,
girl. Yes, let me get you another dream. That was too
much, you know, But I think it's time for us women to embrace
our inner slut. Oh what do you mean by that? Women need to
stop wasting time wishing men were different. We just need to learn how to
play by their rules, but we can't. We would be considered hose.
So here you go, ladies, thank you. What do you mean so
you don't care about being called a whole? Why should I? What am
I supposed to do? Waiting until a man asks right before I get to
explore my sexuality, all in the name of not being called a whole?
Nah, I'm good because that may never happen. The savagery. I'm just
free. It's a wonderful feeling. My mother always told me to never be
ashamed of who I am or what I want. She sounds like a wise
woman. She is. I mean, it's not the fifties and sixties anymore.
We don't need to follow the same rules our grandparents and then follow.
We don't need men anymore to take care of us. We got our own
sheit, and even then they were getting cheated on. My green daddy had
a whole family on the side. See a whole other family. Here's probably
just a few blocks over with a bitch named Geraldine. Oh not Geraldine.
You know they have them old ass names back in the day. Okay,
so let me ask you this. Then. Shoot, you say you're embracing
your inner slut. But what's the cutoff point? What you mean? Like,
for instance, would you sleep with a married man? You really are
a savage. You're not worried about karma. Karma. I look at it
like this. Women who never sleep with married men or guys with girlfriends still
get cheated on. There is no way to protect yourself from that. So
if he's going dig my way and I want it, why should I deny
it? You don't feel bad? No, not really. I mean only
when the sex is trash do I feel bad, more so mad than I
wasted my damn time. But if it's good, I don't feel shit like
all right. So this one time I went to the bar after I got
promoted at work, after my ex and I broke up, I was down
for about a month. Of course, everyone wanted to know what happened,
but I had to lie. It's embarrassing being cheated on, and plus I
was tired of reliving it over and over again. I was ready to move
on. However, Facebook and Instagram had other plans. It seemed like every
time I got online, I was constantly reminded of him and what used to
be us. I had to take a break from it all. I allowed
myself one month to be down and depressed about it, and after that I
dove headfirst into work. I needed to indulge in something positive to take my
mind off of everything. After a while, it became routine and it paid
off. Hey, Jessica, can I see you in my office for a
minute. Uh sure, thank mister Neil. I'll be right there. Have
a seat. How you doing. I'm fine, busy but fine. So
what's up? Is everything? Okay? Yeah, everything is perfect. Actually,
that's why I called you into my office. Oh okay, So what's
up? Well? For the past two years, you've been really busting your
ass around here. I know these last few weeks have been tough, but
you pushed through and for that, I say thank you. You're welcome.
Just doing my pardon helping the team. Thank you for noticing. Also,
thank you for your dedication because I know you've made sacrifices. Yeah, you
can say that your social life has to be taken a back seat to all
that's hard work you've put in. That is accurate, sir, But it's
okay, it's for good reason. I have a question, though, and
I need an honest answer. Okay, what's up? Do you love your
job? Yeah? I love my job. Why do you ask? Damn?
What do you love it so much? You're not willing to give it
up? What do you mean? Well, I figure if you love it
that much, then maybe you are satisfied where you are. Don't catamor up.
No, I hate it. I just thought about it. I hate
it. Oh you have a change of heart now, absolutely I hate it.
See that's part of the reason we love you around here. You have
a great personality. Mister O'Neill. Are you buttering me up? Anyways?
Back to what I was saying. You know the director of Operations position is
open, right, Yeah, Well, why do you apply for it?
I've honestly been too caught up in my projects and deadlines. I haven't had
the time to even think about another position. This was kind of true.
Yeah, I was focused, but my motivation came from trying to keep my
mind off my ax. I didn't even think to apply for that position.
What if I told you that the board has chosen someone to fill it.
Really, that's great? Who you really don't play with me? Are you
serious? Yes? I wouldn't play with you like that. We had a
meeting yesterday and decided if you wanted the position, it's yours. Of course
I wanted. Why wouldn't I? Wow, we recognize your ambition and want
you to note that it is appreciated and hasn't gone on notice, and we
definitely want to help you get to the next level. This promotion was bittersweet.
I mean, I worked my ass off, so I did deserve it,
but that comment about my personal life hit home hard. I didn't mean
to cut everyone off person I just didn't make time for anyone. My family
only saw me on holidays and my friends only saw me via social media,
and because of my hiatus, that hasn't been much. I put everything into
my work. I had no idea what payoff like this. This was a
surprise. Well say something, Sorry, I just don't know what to say
you can stop by saying yes, Oh, of course, yes I want
the position. Thank you so much, mister o Neil. You can call
me Steve Jessica. Oh my, I feel like I'm being inducted into some
sort of secret society. Thank you, Steve. No problem, and you
know what, take the rest of the day off and go celebrate. If
we need you, we will shoot you an email. But other than that,
enjoy your time off. But clean out your desk before you leave.
Your office will be ready by monday. Ooh, thank you so much.
Problem now, don't let me down. I won't. That night, I
felt the need to get a few drinks. I had just got promoted.
A small turnup was needed. The bar down the street always seemed to be
packed on Friday, so I said, what the hell. I threw on
one of my summer dresses, some nice shoes, pin my hair up,
and walk down and have a drink. I got there and it was a
nice crowd. People were being social with one another, laughing, having a
good time. Just what I needed. It was at two pack because it
was still early, so I had no problem finding the seat at the bar.
Hey, what can I get for you? Hey? Can I get
a crown and coke please? Okay, one crown and coke coming up?
Are we celebrating anything tonight? A long yet satisfying last week. So if
you had just a little more alcohol, I'll add just a little more tip.
Oh say no more? Here you go, Thank you, thank you
God. Damn, this is strong. I guess you want that tip?
You know it. Don't be trying to get me drunk so I can give
you out my money. You ain't slick? You need me to remake it
because I can't. Nah, I'm good, thank you? Oh shit.
Right as I was starting to relax, my ex walks in and spots me
almost instantly. I haven't seen this nigga since he cheated on me and we
broke up. That was two years ago. It was at that moment that
I realized I was truly over him. I felt nothing, no anger,
no resentment, nothing, Jeff, almost like nothing had ever happened. So
I gave a slight smile and a little way and he walked over. Damn,
what I jess? Long time? No? See? How you being?
Hello, Dominic? I've been just fine? How are you? I'm
better now? Shit? Damn, you look really good? How am I
supposed to look you seem really shocked. No, no, no, not
at all. I'm just saying you look really good. Well, thank you,
Dominic. I'm on a fuck nigga free diet. He does really well
with my skin in natural glove, don't you think? Okay, I deserve
that. I got a question, though, what's up? When did you
get a sense of humor? Well? After you fuck a clown for so
long, some of the humor is bound to rub off on you. You
know, Damn girl, you're gonna kill me all night? Or can I
sit down and have a drink with you? You can sit down if you
want. I'm cool on a drink. Stuff. He sat next to me
and I noticed he had a ring on his finger. I almost choked.
I never thought this nigga would ever get married. I honestly thought he wanted
to be a player his whole life. This was a shock. So when
did that happen? When do what happened? Nigga? Don't play done with
me? When did you get married? Oh? Shit? That almost a
year ago? Wow? Wow? What? Nothing? Just nothing? Congrats?
Thanks? I think are you being funny or I wasn't trying to be
funny? I was being genuine congratulations, Dominic. Look, I'm sorry.
I never thought that I would be talking to you, of all people,
about me being married. It's cool, don trust it's not easy for me
either. We don't have to talk about your little situation if you don't want
to from my little situation. Huh, you were fucking petty. I'm just
saying, crazy ass, Jessica. We started catching up and I lost track
of time. It was almost one am and we had been just sitting and
talking shit like we used to. He asked me if I was seeing anyone,
and my response was, it's none of your business. I mean,
I'm as single as the day is long. But he didn't need to know
that. He seemed a little jealous, and that made me feel good in
a weird way. It turned me on. I mean, this is a
guy who at one point gave me some of the most intense orgasms I ever
felt. No matter what he did to me, nothing can take that away.
The truth is I never stopped loving him, but I hated him for
cheating on me. Does he know how many niggas I died trying to be
a good girl, only for him to be a hoe When we were together.
I kept my urges to myself. I was afraid I was scaring him
off. Niggas love a freak, but now when she's freakier than him.
If only I had shown him my true self, we could have been fucking
these women together. But who am I kidding? He probably still would have
cheated. Men are fucking annoying. By my third drink, I realized I
was a full flirt mode. Fuck it, why not? I didn't miss
him, but I did miss the dick. I was horny and I wanted
to see if I could get it one last time. At that point,
I didn't really care that he was married, and apparently neither did he.
Niggas ain't shit, but neither am I. I reached for his dick and
he didn't stop me. Once I realized that it was all systems go,
So what's up? Shit? What's up? Look you trying to fuck?
Or what? Girl? Stopped playing with me? Who's playing? I lifted
my dress slightly, took his hand and placed it on my pussy. Him
playing with my kid. He had my juices flowing all over his hand.
I made him look all of my sweetness off his fingers, and then I
kissed him. I didn't care who saw us, but I couldn't help myself.
I always did love the taste of me on his lips. Oh you
were serious, ass? Fuck you trying to fuck? Or? No?
Bartender? Yo, bartender? What's up? You want another shot? Nah?
I think we're done? Boss? Can I close my tab and take
her bill? Sure? Thank M? I take that as a yes.
Nigga? What you think that's the hell? Yes, I wanted you when
I saw you. I know how you get when you drink. So I
was just letting that sauce kick in. Nigga. Were you plotting on me?
You ain't shit? Here you go, bro, Thank you all for
coming out. Thank you, sir. Here you go, man, keep
change. Thanks? Thanks you ready? Yeah? But where we going?
I live close? We can go back to my place. Bet answer your
phone before you get in trouble, sir. I ain't trying to mess up
your little situation. My situation. You got jokes tonight, I see.
Don't try and act up. If we can't do this, I understand we
can call it a night. Nah. I've been thinking about this and you
too much to not go through with it. Oh, so you've been thinking
about me Loki. Yeah, hmm, interesting, what nothing? My building
is right up here? Oh shit, you live close. I go to
that bar all the time. When did you move over here? Huh uh?
You asking too much? Hill, I don't need you stalking me.
Stop it. He grabbed my assss the elevator doors closed. He rubbed me
just like it used to slow, full of passion and with aggression. He
started kissing and biting on my neck while choking me. But as much as
I enjoyed it, I wanted to be in control, so I stopped him.
I pulled the emergency stop button and caught him off guard. But I
ain't give a damn wait what you're doing. Get on your knees. You
were crazy, you know that right? Just do what I say? I
am now what you know what to do? Stop asking questions? Damn?
When did you get disaggressive? You talking too much? You must not.
He lifted my leg up and went to town. Almost started to scream because
it felt so good. It had been entirely too long. He was a
pro ath this, and I wanted to enjoy every bit of it. I
eventually came and I could tell that he knew because he started grinting. He
then stood up and took his dick out. It's been so long since I
had seen it, I forgot how blessed this man was. He pulled out
a condom, turned me around, and slid inside of me. It was
fast and intense, but fucking amazing. He knew my body, he knew
exactly what I wanted and how I wanted it. He went straight to my
spot. He went fast and slow. In a couple of minutes later he
was done. I came in. He followed right behind me. Once we
were situated, I released the emergency stopped button and the elevator proceeded to my
floor. We looked at each other and just laughed. I'm sure he was
laughing because of how crazy this evening played out. But what I thought was
funny was how I felt absolutely nothing. I didn't regret it, and I
didn't feel bad for his wife. It was just a nut. The elevator
made it to my floor, I got off, and he began to follow
behind me. But when he tried to get off, I pushed his ass
back on the elevator. WHOA, what's going on? What are you doing?
We found our fund sir? What goodnight? Nah? Nah? Nah?
That was more like an advertizer. I got so much more for you
while you're playing Nah, I'm cold. God, go home to your wife.
Don damn, it's like that boy, Go home before you get on
punishment. She done called you about fifty eleven psalms. Oh that's how you
plan it, you cold blooded man, cold blooded. You'll be fine.
Damn. Good night, Good night, Jess. You did not send him
home like that? Why didn't I? How many times have you left a
dick appointment unsatisfied? Good point? I'm tired of niggas leaving me high and
dry, literally right. Why are we so worried about men when they aren't
even worried if we come or not? Again, you're right, yep,
damn I need another drink? Me too? Yes? Two more, please,
no problem. She don't think we have a drinking problem. When it's
wine, it's not considered a problem. It's called being social facts. Plus,
I've seen people and way more than this on the flight. We'll be
fine. I only have a few more vouchers left anyway. I'm okay now,
don't get me kicked off this plane. Thank you. So you don't
care about sleeping with a married man, what about one night stands. What
about them? Those are fair game too? Huh. Absolutely? If I
want it and the opportunity presents itself, then why not indulge? What if
you know that you shouldn't like? What if it could potentially get messy or
come back to bite you in the ass. Oh, I'm no fool,
I do have self control. Okay, good, But there was this one
ancidence when a fine as specimen walked into my office one day. I tried
to be cool, but the powers that be, where's my blanket? I
need to get comfortable for this one. Okay? So this guy named Justin
walks into my office to train me on some software. I was frustrated with
everything work, life, sex, life, life, life just so wrapped
up in my own shit. So he walks into my office and I'm caught
completely off guard. I try not to mix business with pleasure, but sometimes
pleasure walks into your office and introduces himself. Yes, hey, I'm Justin.
I'm here to train on the new software update. Oh hey, come
in, come in. I've been expecting you. Sorry, my office is
a mess right now, let me move this out the way for you.
I'm Jessica. By the way, nice to meet you. We have this
guy named Justin come in for a few weeks to help us train on new
computer software. He was average height, brown skin, with a low scissor
fain and just really nice. Oh. I know who you are, and
don't be embarrassed. I've seen worse, much worse. You must be pretty
important, though, What makes you say that this office is pretty big?
They don't just hand these out to anybody. Oh no, I'm a nobody.
Don't let this office fool you. Well, I want to be like
you when I grow up. You got jokes. I see his colonne smells
so damn good. My cookie almost jumped right out of my pencil skirt into
his hands. Right, So, I have my laptop and will be giving
you a rundown on the ins and out of the software. It might seem
like a lot at first, but don't worry, it really isn't. Okay,
Well, let's get started for sure. You're the last on my list
of train and then I get to go back home. Oh, where's home?
A live pox? Okay, so that's where you're from. Nah,
I moved there for work. I'm originally from Rhode Island. Oh okay,
I've never met anyone from there. They are black people in Rhode Island.
Yes, they have plenty of black people in Rhode Island. Why does everyone
always ask me that? What? I really had no idea? I guess
you really learned something new every day. Well, I hope I can make
a lasting impression since I'm the first. Me too. He made eye contact
when he spoke, cause if he knew what he was doing to me yet
he didn't seem faced smooth ass talking about a lasting impression. Boy, the
only way you can make a lasting impression with me is with money or good
dick, and I have my own money. After a few hours of born
ass lessons on software i've never heard of, I grew restless. Look,
I'm sorry. I really don't mean to be rude, but this is a
tad bit born and I'm struggling to stay away. Can we please break for
lunch? Yes? I was thinking the same thing. Are there any good
places to eat around here? I'm starving? Yeah, there are a few
spots within walking distance. You like Greek? I could go for a godro
and a beer right now, let's go. We passed and went to a
nice little restaurant up the street. We grabbed a table outside and looked over
the menus. So how long have you worked for the company? I've been
there almost four years? Now, what about you? Almost seven? It
seems shorter than that, but time flies. How do you like it?
I actually love it. I never thought i'd say that about a company,
but they treat me good here, really good. Actually, I can tell
by that often you really like my office. Huh. I'm just saying,
what about you, though? Do you like it? I mean you have
to, if you've been here for seven years. I do, some days
more than others. Of Course, I traveled a lot, so sometimes it
gets tiresome. But for the most part, I love it. Have you
seen the city since you've been or have you been cooped up in the office
and hotel room. I've seen enough, and from what I see I like.
I hope to explore a little more before I leave, but if I
can't, it gives you more reason to come back. Oh good, our
food is here. Finally, I'm starving. I had to change the subject
quick. If it wasn't for the traffic and commotion from the lunch crowd,
you could hear water dripping from my seat. Panties wet I knew he was
talking about me just from how he said it. Even how he looked at
me was different. Talking about he hoped to explore a little more. He
was so smooth with it, which was a turn on. After we ate,
we sat and talked for a little bit. The conversation was great.
You talk sports, music, reality TV. He was funny and charming.
I know it's sad, but the fact that he could hold a conversation about
something other than sex was dope. It was almost painful to head back to
work. Hell, I forgot we were even working. I felt like I
had been kicking it with the old friend back at the office. After more
boring training and staring at the computer for what seemed like forever, we finished
and it was time to depart. I was almost sad that it was over
so soon. Well, it was nice me and you, Jessica. I
had a really good time with you today sucks had a sorry over. Maybe
you'll need me for more training soon. Likewise, here take my car just
in case you're in town again and want to go out and see more of
the city. I hate that you've been cooped up in your hotel for two
weeks. Oh for sure, I'll be sure to use this. Don't they
let you all know who I am? Either, boy, take care.
I shook his hand and watched him walk away. Damn, did that really
just happen? Did I really let him walk right out of my fucking office?
I watched him shake hands with my boss, say goodbye to everyone,
and get on the elevator. I couldn't believe I let that finance man walk
away without even flirting. I knew he was flirting with me, but I
ignored all his advances. I was really upset in myself for the rest of
the day, sitting in my office typing with Forrest, soaking with wet panties.
When five o'clock came, I left the office and drove all the way
home in silence. I got home, took a shower, put on an
oversized T shirt, and watched some TV. I woke up around nine pm,
not realizing I had fallen asleep due to a phone call from an unknown
number. Hello, Hey, it's justin from work. Oh it's not too
roof to call, but I'm still in town. And you said if I
wanted to hang then that's your call. I fixed my voice super quick,
trying not to let him know that I was cheessing from ear to ear,
or that I had just woke up. Hey, what's up? I was
actually just getting ready to head out and go get a drink, and you
want to come. I'm game. I could use a drink. Can you
come and get me? I know my way around, and if not,
I can just catch an uber. Oh no, don't be silly. You
don't need to get an uber. I don't mind coming to get you.
Where are you. I'm at the JW You familiar. Oh yeah, that's
on the way. I'll be there in about an hour or so. That
cool. That's good with me. Okay, back, be ready, I
see you soon. Okay, see you then bye. I jumped up quick
as hell and took a shower, cause you have to take a shower when
sex is a possibility. I did my makeup really quick, threw on the
sun dress, no panties, some heels, and put my hair in a
bun and jumped on the road. It's like the Lord knew what I wanted
because there was no traffic and all the lights for green. I made it
to the city and record speed. Hey what's up, Hey, I'm about
five minutes away. You can make your way down to the lobby. Shit,
I'm sorry, I'm not even ready yet. I had a last minute
video conference that tracked on way too long. Oh, no problem. What
do you want me to do? Valuy your car and come up that way.
You don't have to wait on me in a car. I'll even pay
for it, that's if you want to. Oh, okay, I can
do that. What room number is it? Room thirteen twenty eight, thirteen
twenty eight, got it. I'll see you in a few Okay, back
bye if I want. At this point, I knew the Lord loved me.
No denying it. I got to the door and it was left ajar.
I pushed it open and almost feinted. Have you ever gotten so turned
on that blood left your head and went to your private area? That's what
happened to me. There were roses and candles lit all over the room.
I mean, I didn't think I was that obvious this whole time. I
thought I dropped the ball. He ran my ass. Though he was dressed
butting up open pants on, no shoes or socks. He walked over to
me with this smirk on his face, like he could see right through me.
I really tried to play tough as if I wasn't excited or turned on,
but it didn't work. Wow, what is all this? Are you
expecting someone other than me? Or do you greet everyone like this? I
mean I saw it where you were looking at me earlier, how you were
talking. You weren't exactly hiding your attraction to me. I don't know what
you're talking about, justin, and so what if I think you're attractive and
flirted a little, A girl can look, can't she? I didn't know
you would turn into Rico suave and do all this. Look, Jess,
cut the shit. We don't at work anymore. You don't half the front?
What shit front? Who's fronting? He stepped closer to me and looked
me up and down slowly. He knew I was bluffing and called it all
right, let's do this. If I touch your pussy and it isn't wet,
then I sincerely apologize for jumping the gun and posting. You can leave
and you'll never hear from me again. But if it's wet, then your
ash is mine. Deal. Who do you think? Deal? All right?
Nigga? Deal? If this was any other guy in any other setting,
I would have smacked his ass for coming at me like that, like
I was some easy piece of ass or something. But this was different,
and he was right. I did want him. I wanted him when he
walked into my office that morning, so I slightly opened my legs as an
invitation for him to touch. I tried to keep my poker face, but
my pussy sucks at poker. He touched it, smiled in my face and
laughed as I thought. You didn't even got no draws on. Come in,
sit down and get comfortable. Do you not wear draws after work?
Or did you have your own hitting agenda? Both? Actually? I like
being free and I have plans. I guess I was moving too slow for
you. Any more questions, sir? Actually yes? Do you want to
skip the bullshit? Or you want to sit here and have pointless conversation all
night straight to the point. I like that. Let's skip. I figured
you would. Plus, we don't have time to waste. I want you
to enjoy every minute of this. He took my hand and took me to
the bed. He laid me down and took off my heels. He kissed
my feet, then my knees, in my thighs, He was aggressive,
yet gentle while taking this time, which turned me on even more. He
started to eat my pussy. The boy had skills. Right when I got
into it and grabbed the back of his head, he stopped. He stood
up and went to a suitcase. What did I do something wrong? Nah?
Not at all. Hold up. He came back to the bed with
two ties. You teaching me how to tie tie? Girl? Do you
ever shut up? Relax? I want you to know that you're getting a
pass on talking to me like this, Just so we're clear. Why could
it turned you on too much? Maybe? He took my dress off and
tied my hands to the hair board and proceeded to finish. He undressed me
and put a condom on. It slid inside me. He put my legs
up and fucked me like he was mad at me. He must have known
this is what I like. He must have known this is what I needed.
While least working his magic, I was losing my mind. Who was
this guy? And why did he know me so well? It's like he
knew my body. Oh. He stopped and untied me and flipped me over.
He put it back in me and smacked my ass, and it just
perfect Oh, I felt like crying tears of joy. It had been a
month since I had sex last, but longer than that since I had dick
this good. He was talking all kinds of nasty shit to me, grabbing
my hair, putting his thumb in my ass and everything. I must have
come like five times in a matter of twenty minutes. I kept shaking.
He turned me back over and laughed at me and lay next to me,
trying to catch his breath. I do not cuddle at all, but this
dick made me want to lay on his chest and talk about my dreams.
But I tried to play it cool. Do you think Lloyd said she's five
too or she's fine too? What after all that, that's the first thing
you say. Do you want something to drink? Yeah, that would be
nice. All that juicing. I'm shocked. You aren't the high. That's
what you're are right now. Why you bringing up old shit, Joseph.
I'm glad you find that to be funny. I'm glad. I amuse you
me too. I was faking anyway. None of that was real, My
god? Why are you so annoying right now? I'm annoying? After good
sex? Oh? So it was good. It was alright, give me
some water before I leave. I'm sick of you already. He brought back
over a bottled water for me and lay next to me in the bed.
Why are you looking at me like that? You're beautiful and I have no
idea when I'm going to see you again, low Ki, It's probably best
this way. Why you say that? I mean, what did you expect
to happen? Sex would be so good that I will fall in your arms
and try to date you long distance? And exactly damn, I can't think
that you're beautiful. Yeah you can. Just don't ruin a good night by
getting out mushy on me. Don't worry you killed that what I just saw?
That sappy look in your eyes. That wasn't a sappy look. I
had something in my eye. I got allergies. Nah, nigga, it's
cool. You don't have to feed mealize after sex. I'm not about to
get my feelings. Don't worry shit, that was real. I just didn't
want you feel in any type of way. Don't worry about my feelings their
mine. I'm a big girl. I just wanted to have fun and bust
a couple of nuts. But did I do that for you? Did you
enjoy yourself? Absolutely? Trust me. The roses and candles weren't needed,
though I was gonna give you a pussy anyway. Well, shit, if
I know on that, I wouldn't have wasted my money just because I don't
like the sappy eyes. Don't mean I didn't like the show. Respect your
coole as fuck. Definitely not what I expected. Wait, what did you
expect? I saw you days ago? I mean you are one of the
only black women in the position of power at the office. You know,
hard to notice with all that ass with your demeanor all about business focus.
I definitely developed the thing the first day I saw you. Oh I know.
I dressed sexy on purpose. I ignored you on purpose. I was
the last to train on purpose. All of this was planned before you got
here. Boy, if you thought this was your doing, then you're mistaken.
Whoa, whoa, whoa Wait a minute, what sorry, look at
you all confused? This is cute. Explain this, well, we got
your profile before you got here. I scoped you the first day on some
private eye. Shouldn't then put my plan into motion, starting off with training,
and now we're here. I'm pretty good. Huh. Actually, yes,
damn, I feel like a piece of meat right now. Oh fourteen
ting, It's okay, don't beat yourself up about it. I don't know
if I should feel a violated or turned on a little bit of both.
You got caught up in my web. Well you think you are some kind
of black widow? Honey, you should say that. Actually, yeah,
after you got over the shock of being manipulated, we set up and toked
for a few hours before I forced myself to leave. Well justin I'm getting
sleepy. I don't sleep over, so I'm sorry, but I have to
cut this short. Yeah, I have to get up in a few hours
for my flight. But I enjoyed our time together. I know you did.
I never met a woman so arrogant. I know that too. Thank
you for a good time, No, sir, the pleasure was all mine.
I appreciate you. Let's stay in touch. Who knows, maybe that
may send you to Phoenix for more training, don't you wish? Actually yes,
I got dressed and hugged and kissed him on the cheek. I wished
him a farewell and took my walk of shame down the hallway into the elevator.
Through the lobby right to valet parking. I tipped the driver and looked
in the mirror and smiled that I finally got some good d and sped off
home. Once I made it home, I showered and slept like a baby.
I felt blessed. God really does be looking out for me. I
need another drink after that one? Shit, I know, right, two
more drinks, ladies, Yes, please, thank you. I must be
feeling those strengths. I'm sharing way too much info. You're probably over there
judging the fuck out of my life right now. No, don't think that
I'm not judging you at all. I'm loving these stories. They're pretty intense
shit. If anything, I'm admiring you. Teach me your ways. Oh
savage one, last name, savage feel my name not Randy A twenty anyway,
twenty one not for mine anyways. So you weren't worried about word getting
back and spreading around your office? Not at all. What are they gonna
do? Pick on me, talk a beoutind my back, not come to
my birthday party? I'll be fine. I guess you're right. Wow,
you really don't give a fuck, not at all. Trust the boss on
our cool he knows how I get down? Hold up what you mean by
you know how I get down? You heard what I said? No?
For real? What do you mean? Look? What was I supposed to
do? The situation just fell in my lap? Oh it fell in your
lap or you fell in his? For real? Though I wasn't expecting it
to play out the way it did. I'm listening. I don't know if
I should tell you this one. If you wasn't judging me before, you
will definitely read me my life after this, girl, tell the damn story.
Look at you getting off snug like it's some black soap opera girl.
It is all right. Well, we had a company party that I was
in charge of planning this year. It turned out really well. It was
in the ballroom of this nice ass hotel. The night started off cool as
hell than shit got frill with my new position. One of the added responsibilities
was putting on the company's annual holiday party. I have an office full of
young drunks who all secretly loved trap music in Hennessy. We just needed a
reason to get together and indulge. I have to say, for my first
time throwing an event, it turned out better than expected. I was just
happy to see that Steve wasn't joining it. Jessica, you're a hard girt
to track down. I wanted to tell you this is a great ass party.
I'm really having a good time. Thank you, Steve. I've been
running all over the place trying to make sure things stay in order. I'm
glad you're in joying yourself. We should have had you in charge a lie
sooner. I don't ever remember having this much fun. Look at everyone dancing
and shit hollered them fakingly. They like each other for the sake of the
holidays. It's a beautiful time of the year. Faking for sure. I
low key thought I was the only one who noticed. Nah, I definitely
noticed. It could be the combination of the DJ and the Hennessy bar.
I didn't even know you could have a Hennessy bar. If you got money,
you can have any kind of bar you want. True that true?
That well? This is Oh wait, Amy, come here, baby,
I want to formally introduce you to someone. Hey, babe, what's up,
Amy? This is Jessica, Jessica, this is my wife. Amy.
Amy was beautiful with more sex appeal than I was used to, but
out our heels She was about five to seven. Her skin was dark and
perfect, really pretty, big brown eyes, a gorgeous white smile, with
thick and full hair that comes down to her shoulders. You know how some
people have really magnetic personalities that draw you in. That's her. Wow,
I finally get to meet the superstar. I've heard so many good things about
you, Jessica. It's good to finally put a face to the praises.
Oh wow, Hello, so much freshure. It's nice to finally meet you
as well. Amy. No, the pleasure is all my trust. Maybe
she is pretty. You are right. We always did have great taste in
women. Really, that's how you feel. No more dreams for you,
I'll say that. Don't take my dreams. Sorry, Jessin, It's okay.
It's not a problem at all. You know, I'm flattered. I
apologize if my blackness meets you uncomfortable. Jessica. I still think you look
great, And that was not the liquor talking. That was very sincere.
Don't mention it. Really, I think you're pretty as well, so I
guess the feeling is mutual. This leg is gonna get us in trouble.
No, it's not. We're about to go dance. See you around,
Jessica, Come on, woman, for you to scare that poor girl.
Sometimes I like standing in nice hotels to fake like I'm important, to act
fancy. So when the hotel offered a free room, I jumped at the
opportunity. In the midst of me putting on my own formation concert in the
bathroom mirror, I realized I left my bag with my phone charger in the
car. I threw on some clothes really quick and ran out to the parking
lot. While in my trunk, I heard my name being called. Jessica.
Hey, I thought that was you. What are you doing out here?
Hey? Amy, I left one of my bags in the car.
What about you? The same? I'm shocked to see you're still here.
I was sure everyone had left by now. They gave me a free room
for putting on the event. It was needed because I drank way too much
to be trying to drive home tonight. I definitely understand. Hell. I
think I'm a little drunk myself. We've been working so hard this quarter.
I needed a break. I need a few nights of relaxation and good vibes
to clear my mind. You know, girl, I feel you these past
few weeks have been rough at the office, and you've been doing a great
job from what I hear. I applied you for keeping your cool with all
the chaos. I hope my husband hasn't been too hard on you. No,
no, Steve's been great through all of this. But thank you,
Amy, You're really sweet. No, I'm not. Don't let my compliments
fool you into thinking I'm this way with everyone. Oh well, thank you
for the special treatment. You're welcome. Thank you for wearing that dress earlier.
You're funny. I'm not sure if you're hitting on me or if you're
still bussed from those strengths. Oh god, hope, I'm not making you
uncomfortable. Oh no, you're fine. If you weren't attractive, then I'll
probably be creeped out. But since you are, I'll play along. Let's
behave I agree. She waited for me to gather my things and we started
walking back to the lobby. I didn't know how far she was willing to
take it, but I was down to see. I felt so comfortable around
her. I was down to do whatever she wanted, but I had to
be careful. That's crazy. They put us on the same floor huh right,
what kind of room did they give you? Nothing too big? Just
to single? What about you, guys? We got the suite and it
has the perfect view of the city. Oh, y'all fancy just a little
so no boyfriend waiting for you in your room? You looked great tonight.
I'm sure someone is waiting on you. Hell, I'd be waiting. Oh
thank you for the compliment, But no one is waiting. I'm single.
I have been for a while now. That's how I can dedicate so much
time at the office. I guess you could say I'm married to my job.
Oh shit, Sorry, if I'm asking too many questions. If I'm
getting beside myself, let me know. I don't mean to cross any lines.
It's okay, Amy, I'm not that uptight and sensitive. Okay,
good. Well, I guess we definitely owe you for all the hard work
you for them. Well, I can think of a few ways to repay
me. I can think of a few ways myself. She knew what I
meant by that. I was throwing it at her, trying to put the
ball in her court. She gave me this evil, yes seductive smirk.
Well, Amy, here's my room. Maybe I'll see you at the Wait
before you go and get comfortable, you should come see our room. Come
check out the view real quick. I don't know, Amy, I don't
want to intrude you. Sure, yes, I'm sure it won't take but
a second. Come on, don't make me bag. Okay, but I
can't stay too long. If I get too tired, I'll jump in bed
with you. Guys. Warning, I like to cuddle. That's okay with
me. Then I can squeeze your ass in peace. I'm not seeing a
problem here, so come on. Okay. She locked rooms with me and
started pulling me towards the room. I knew what she wanted. At this
point. All the compliments and flirting started to make sense as we walked back
to their room, and I wanted all parts of it. This was right
up my alley. I had to admit Amy was smooth as hell, which
turned me on even more. I was anxious to see how it all played
out. I get to the room and it's huge, with a great view
of the city. Steve was in the shower with the door half open.
She walked me to the window and we admired the views. I admired the
view of the city and she admired the view of my body. I wasn't
sweatpants and a T shirt, but the way she was looking at me,
you would have thought I was naked. Her wanting me as much as she
did made me want her. Whatever Jedi my trick she was using on me
was working. Oh my god, Amy, this is beautiful. I agree.
It is definitely a sight worth seeing. You and Steve might have a
hard time trying to get rid of me tonight. This makes my room look
like shit. I told you that you would love it, aren't you glad
you listened. I can't wait to see what it looks like as the sunrises.
Oh, I bet it's beautiful. You two are lucky as hell.
Let me show you the bathroom. It's nice. What about Steve? Steve
won't notice. Don't worry about him. Come check it out. I thought
it was a kid, that they were baiting me into something I was already
down with. I caught a glimpse of who she had been texting, and
it was Steve. Maybe they were plotting on me the whole time. I
don't know, but at that point I didn't care. I followed her into
the steamy bathroom. It was much bigger than mine. I noticed though,
right next to the shower on the toilet seat, Steve sent my wetbone.
That was all the affirmation I needed. Nice right, oh, this is
beautiful, but I kind of I don't know how to ask. You can
ask me anything. I wanna see the shower. I looked at her as
I reached for the shower door. She smirked but didn't try to stop me.
Steve was sexy as hall naked. I could have guessed from how he
looks in his tailor suits. What I didn't anticipate was how nice this dick
would be. Shit. He didn't cover up or seen face when he saw
me. He spoke and kept shower well. Jaska, hello Steve. I
turned around and Amy was undressing. She looked just as good naked. Her
rest and ass were perfect. She kissed me before climbing into the shower with
Steve, which caught me completely off guard. He started kissing on her while
she signaled for me to join. I've never had a woman pursue me this
way, this strong. I was so turned on at that point. I
undressed slowly because I knew she was looking. Then I climbed in and joined
them. The way they handled me was unlike any other experience. Most men
in threesomes are so eager to touch the other woman and pay her more attention,
but not Steve. He was more focused on his wife, and she
was focused on me. I could tell this wasn't their first rodeo. I
didn't just want to sit in the shower and kiss, so I got down
and grabbed Steve's stick and put it in my mouth. Amy got down as
well, but I stopped her. Nah. Yeah, I wanted to show
them. I knew what to do with it. I wanted to have some
sort of control. But I also had an agenda. Make both of them
come, then, make both of them please me together. Mm As I'm
stucking Steve, I'm rubbing Amy's clit while they kissed each other. Giving a
head in the shower as hard as hell. When the water is smacking you
in the face, it always feels like you're gonna drown. To prevent me
from looking silly, I stopped after a few good strokes, just enough to
get them hard and let them know I wasn't playing. Come in. Huh,
stand up? Turn around. Steve then turned me, so my back
was getting here with the water and lifting my leg up to return the favor.
He was amazing. He was licking while Amy was sucking and rubbing my
nipples. M they made me feel something I've never felt. The way he
sucked and teased my clip made me quiver. All of the steam and pleasure
caused a lack of oxygen to the brain. I may or may not have
blacked down for two seconds. He stood up and turned the water off.
When we were off to my drive, we got in the bed, Steve
grabbed me, turned me over and put my face into Amy's pussy. As
I started eating, he slid inside of me. He went slow but hard.
M He slapped my eyes and my pussy jump mm. Amy's moms alone
made me ready to bust. She grabbed my head and forced my face deeper
into her pussy. I couldn't help my have back to back orgasms between harmony
from me pleasing her and Steve fucking me. It wasn't intense. M oom
m m mmm. Steve put out and grabbed Amy and took her over to
the large window. He picked her up, pinned her against the window,
and started to fuck her against the glass of the world to see I was
kind of jealous. I didn't know who I wanted more at this point,
Amy or Steve couldn't work. Oh oh. While Steve was fucking Amy,
Amy was staring at me. Her gaze was so intense it made my pussy
throb. I fingered myself why Amy was watching me watch them fucks. He
was kissing and stroking her slowly while she was rubbing all over his back and
neck. I admired their obvious love for one another. It gave me hope
that maybe one day I could find someone who would appreciate my sex drive and
not trying to make me feel bad for it. Steve turned her around and
started fucking her from the back. I used that time to grab my things
and sneak it back to my room. I was knocked out the moment my
head hit the pillow. The next morning, I woke up to breakfast from
room service with the rose and cart attached that simply read thanks XO XO passed
forward to the following Monday. I was a little nervous as to how things
would pan out afterword, but work seemed to be going like nothing happened today
was going so smoothly, so I certainly wasn't expecting this. Hey Jessica,
Hey Stee, how are you? I'm great? You have a second Sure?
What's up? Just received an email from corporate about this year's company winkup.
Looks like you might be taking a trip in a couple of weeks.
Oh sweet, I'm up for it. Do you know the city yet?
It's looking like you'll be headed to Phoenix, Arizona. You ever been?
Oh no, can't say that I have. Well, just let me know
the details when you find out. Should be an interesting trip to say the
least. Okay, cool, I'll shoot that over to you by the end
of the week. Thanks. When he left my office, I said they're
stuck for a good thirty seconds before picking up my phone. Hey what sub
lady with sub lover boy? Looks like I'll be in your city in a
few weeks. Oh, I know, I'm the one who requested you her
work. Yeah, I want that. And this was the easiest way to
see you, you slick bastard. Kudos. How do you like being caught
up in someone else's webport change? I'll see what you did there, cute.
I gotta go, though, I just wanted to call and give your
heads up, but it looks like you didn't need it. Nope, boy,
bye, I'll text you later. Bye. Well, I'll be down
you okay, Yeah, that just to me on a little bit. Hold
up, I'll be your back. Oh okay. Kim gets up and goes
to the restroom, but stays longer than normal. What the hell was she
doing in the bathroom? Okay, I'm good now. You sure you're okay?
You were in her for a while? Oh yeah, girl, I'm
better now. What's going on? That last one? Did it? I
couldn't hold it in any longer? I had to rub one out? Well
then, sorry? Is that weird? No? Just unexpected. You seem
to handle the unexpected pretty well. You're right. But on the plane though,
Oh so, I guess you're judging me now, not at all.
I just thought I don't know what I was thinking. First Class is really
lit. Yep, anything goes in first class. So did you like being
pursued by her? I mean it sounds like it was her who wanted you
and he was just along for the ride. That's exactly what it was.
And yeah, it was different. I didn't dislike it. From the way
you told the story, it sounded like you enjoyed it, I did.
Would you do it again? Or was that like a one time thing?
Maybe if the opportunity presented itself, I might interesting. Camra stunded my blanket
and placed her perfectly manta caure hands on my thigh. Her hands slowly traveled
higher and higher, but she stopped as soon as she realized I didn't have
on any bannies. So you long enough? I wasn't sure. I was
sure soon as we finished that first drink. How nothing you said? But
who just wants to hear sex stories from a stranger? I knew you were
a freak, and here I thought I was being inconspicuous. I guess I
better not disappoint. Kim's hand was running slowly along my thigh, but I
want to hurt her. Rub one out for me. I was horny too,
let's talking. We kept me waiting all this time. Don't take your
time now. You're pretty bossy when you're horny. Kim quickly moves their hand
to my pussy and starts to work in my clip. Oh. Sorry,
you don't have to be sorry if you return the favorite. Okay, I
placed my hands under the blanket. We were both sitting there trying to contain
our mownes. Oh fuck, right there. It felt so damn good.
The fact that we were on a plane turned me on even more. I
couldn't control myself anymore. God, I think I'm Bosso we both sat there
with big ass grans on our face, trying not to look suspicious. Girl.
Welcome to the wonderful Mile High Club. Everything okay over here. We're
more than all right. We'll take some wet naps if you have them,
please sure thing? Any more drinks for you ladies. I think we're good,
Jessica, I'll take some water. Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome to Sky
Harbor Airport. Local time is two fifty seven and the temperature is a beautiful
ninety two degrees. For your safety and comfort, please remain seated with your
seatbelts fastened until the captain turns off the fasten seat belt sign. This will
indicate So how long are you going to be in Phoenix? Maybe we can
meet up and do lunch. Thanks, but it's cool. We don't have
to pretend this was something more than what it is. New experiences remember,
Yeah, you're right, I'm with that. I just didn't want to come
off like a bitch by suggesting it, don't worry about my feelings. My
feelings are my feelings right, Well, look at you. I think I
might have rubbed up on you a little. Maybe. We made our way
down the baggage claim, and for the first time in a while, I
was lost about the situation. I've never had anyone pulling meat on me.
The walk to baggage claim was awkward. Luckily her bag was first. She
grab her suitcase, gave me a hug, and walked out the doors.
I'm usually the one saying nothing needs to happen from here, but she beat
me to it. I can't lie. It bothered me a little. Now
I know what men feel like when I do this to them. As I
waited for my left I couldn't help but think about everything that just happened.
Free drinks and a nut while in first class. This trip was starting off
great. I thought that would be the last time I saw him, But
boy was I wrong. When I finally made it to the hotel, I
was exhausted. All I wanted to do was get some food and take a
nap. I checked in at the front desk, got my room key,
and headed to my room. To my surprise, there were three dozen long
stim red roses, a bear, some chocolate, and I note that read
I've been anxious to see you since our last encounter. I plan on making
this a very eventful and pleasurable weekend for you. Justin excel excel. This
boy really knows how to make a woman feel special. I took a shower,
and as I was drying off, my phone rang, what's up,
lover boy? Ship running some marriages right now? What you up to?
Just at the shower? Thank you for the flowers and candy. You're trying
to get some huh? Can a man just do something nice without looking for
sex? Boy? You right, you're right. I'm trying to get sound.
But is that a problem? You ain't slick? And no, it's
not a problem. Good good, because I made some reservations for us at
this nice Sas restaurant. I mean, your ass hungry, m you know
my weak spot. I am starving. What time is the reservation? It's
a seven point thirty that you can be ready in forty five minutes? Yeah,
I can, all right, all right, make sure you wear something
sexy. Okay, I can do that. I'll see you in a little
bit bet seeing a minute. It's been a while since someone courted me.
It was a good feeling. Finally a man taking charge of making plans.
I hate when a guy asked me what I want to eat or what I
want to do one hundred times take some damn initiative. I got dressed.
Nothing too crazy, but it was definitely sexy. Hey, what's up?
You close? Yeah, go ahead and make your way down to the lobby.
Oh man, what I just had a last minute video conference. I'm
not even ready yet. Bald car, you got jokes? High? A
few? Bring you down to the lo Okay, I'm coming. Wait bye.
This nigga pulled up in a nice ass BMW. I was impressed.
Damn big money. What this is a nice ass car? Who you steal
it from? Yeah? Mom, somet Oh why are you all aggressive?
You seem a little frustrated. You need to let that out. Maybe I
ain't having us. This is the last time I saw you. Look in
the back though. Oh, justin more flowers? Why are you so damn
sweet to me? Thank you? You know how to make a woman feel
good, don't you? Only the ones that deserve? So you're gonna butter
me up? The whole weekend. Huh, that's what you owe. Yeah,
I told you. I want to see. That's just my way of
shreing that I missed you. And what you mean you ain't had none?
I ain't had no. I mean the drought is real. I've been hopping
city to city for the past two months, working like crazy. Oh okay,
Oh you was thinking you thought I ain't having nothing because I was waiting
on you? Did I say that? Nah, But your ego big enough
for me to guess that's what you was thinking. Getting out of my head.
I do what I want. Woman, I can't even lie. I
did think that's why he hadn't had sex. I thought he was waiting on
little old me. I have to admit he was swooning me. I wanted
to do something spontaneous to let him know I appreciated all the kind gestures.
Pull over just for a few minutes, stop asking questions, just go somewhere.
Ducked off anything you say. We drove for another ten minutes before pulling
up behind some abandoned warehouse. He put the car and park and turned off
the ignition. We took our seatbelts off, and I started rubbing his sky
pull it out? Damn like how you think? I bet you do?
Okay, Now what I want to show you just how much I appreciate you.
Well, I'm on yours. I missed him sexually, so I took
it all in my mouth and wasn't stopping until he finished. He was squirming
and grabbing a back on my head. I used my tongue to speed up
the process and boom, that did the tricks. That's like my finishing move.
He came quick as hell, but the excitement was short fucking lived.
Oh shit, fuck, fuck boy? What the fucking cops? Oh fuck?
I didn't even see them pull up ship me either. My eyes were
closed. You were supposed to keep a lookout when I opened nigga, learn
the most? Ask what a ship? But it was too damn good?
What else show? Faun? Be cool, be cool, he's coming.
What are you doing? Don't trip butN up your pants. Let me handle
this? What? Let me handle it? I switched one of my rings
to my ring finger really quick, good evening, licensed registration, please,
good evening officer? Sure thing? What are you two doing back here this
late? Sorry? We were just I said, yes, Wait what was
that? He proposed to me, and I said, yes, look it
was so beautiful and romantic. This is on my thought, officer. I
begged him to come here because this is where we had our first gifts back
in high school. Congratulations to you both. Give me a minute, right,
be back, Yes, sir, just got engaged. What really any
other suggestions? You look like a deer in fucking haairdlights. You put your
white voice on and everything good evening, sir? Fuck you all right?
I wasn't worrying too g for that. She fuck you mean? Yeah right,
it's okay. You were stared all right. Here you go, mister
Baker, and I couldn't write you a ticket even if I wanted to,
like, love is beautiful, So congratulations. I just got to gauge a
couple of months ago, so I understand. Oh man, thank you so
much. We appreciate this. Hey take this as my wedding present. You
two love birds. Get out of here. I get you again. You
got it won't happen again. Thank you all for you. Have a good
night. Now get out of here. Yes, sir, who the fuck
are you right now? He work? Didn't it? Hell? Yeah?
It did? Shit made me want you even more. I I know you
have reservations. Remember wait, you're still trying to eat after that? Am
I dead? What you mean? The only time I won't be able to
eat is when I'm dead. Now, get to get I worked up an
appetite dealing with you. You are something else. Okay, get my heart
boy, shut up and drive? All right. I'm gonna drive now because
you told me to, but because I want to. Let's just make that
clip, gotcha. We drove to the restaurant without speaking to one another,
no bad vibe. So he had the music blasting in the windows down.
I could tell that he was in a good ass mood, and so was
I. We got to the restaurant, gave the keys to the ballet driver,
and walked inside. It was fancy as hell, one of the most
beautiful spots I've ever been to. One of those places where they put a
leaf on the plate, glaid some sort of sauce on it, and make
you pay one hundred dollars for it. I didn't care. I wasn't paying.
The hostess showed us to our table and we sat down. This is
nice as hell, justin but we could have went somewhere like the Cheeseceak factory.
That would have been fine. Yeah, true, but I want to
show you a really good time. You just don't stop. I'm gonna give
you some pussy boy. Damn, y'all gotta spend all this money. A
word check please, I lie you. I'm just wondering. So where is
all of this coming from? Do you treat all the ladies like this?
Hell? No? Oh, so you think I'm special? I mean I
wouldn't say all that. Mmm. Hello, my name is Lydia and I
will be a waitress this evening. How would you like your sake? Medium?
Well? Please, and for you, ma'am, the same, Thank
you, No problem? What why you order? Sit with that look on
your face? You order the head? Yeah? Is that a problem?
No? But how did you even know what I wanted? I know what
you need, and that is you need a nice thick piece of meat in
your life. You got jokes? Huh per Nah, I'm just playing,
But seriously, this place has the best steak in time, So just relax.
I've got you or next time I'm gonna take you as a Chick fil
A to avoid all this Bullshitna. He talked a lot of shit, but
he was sweet at the same time. Yeah, he was trying to please
me, but he wasn't a pushover. A lot of guys just be so
happy to be around me that it's not fun. They talk to me like
I'm a poodle being overly sweet and shit. Not him. So we got
some time to kill. Let's play a game of truth or dare you?
Game? Sure? I'm gay? Who's going first? When you know I'm
a gentleman? So ladies first? Well, aren't you sweet? What are
the restraints? What you mean? I don't want to be too around you?
Or dare man? Anything goes? Oh you sure? Yeah? Okay,
then truth or dare Well? You know ain't no pitch so there you
sure? Yeah, I'm sure? She stop back to me. I'm my
shure, I'm sure you're looking around for finger fucked me right here? Oor
how long? And said the way it just comes and fills my drink up?
Hold up, you are nuts? But okay, this shouldn't be hard
because I know you ain't got no pennies on school closer you know me?
Well, he didn't hesitate to touch me. He was still high from the
police incident. He didn't even fingerfuck me. He rubbed and massage my clip
that was not part of the Deer. Open your eyes, girl, he
looks like someone I'm playing with your pussy. I'm trying. It's hard if
you aren't playing fair, I said, fingerfuck not b there. We were
in a booth with people no more than fifteen feet away from us. It
was hard not to mom trying to keep my eyes open and talk to this
boy like he puts in't playing with my pussy? More water? Yes?
Please, sorry, I'm just super thirsty. Oh boy, you're fine and
I'm sorry for the delay. As you can see, we are slims.
Oh, it's okay. We're in no rush. You just couldn't hold that
big gas laughing. H hell, nah, you are so annoying. It's
your turn. Go okay, okay, shoot it, deer. I'm gonna
go with truth. How you playing it safe? Huh swirn okay? Ah?
Got you stumped? Nah? Nah? I got it. When was
the last time you had sex? As soon as I said truth, I
knew he was gonna ask that. It's just what niggas do, so I
can't be mad. But shit, do I lie or do I tell him
the truth? Think Jessica, Shit, I don't owe him anything, So
I can just be honest, right, I wouldn't feel so awkward if it
wasn't on the airplane just a few hours prior. I swear Tom, slow
down, fuck it, tell him if he gets mad. It spares me
having to kick him to the curb later. Here goes nothing. Well,
this is awkward, or staf It was a few hours ago to play with
the woman she finger fucked me. His eyes lit up like I told him
Christmas was coming early. Didn't expect this at all. Word, damn,
that's tight, boy. Be quiet. No white folks scare easy. Oh
my bad? So does this mean you into my high club or does that
only apply to intercourse? Huh, you're not mad or disgusted bad for what
I mean? We ain't exclusively. I know what this is, and more
importantly, I know what this isn't. So I respect you for being honest
more than anything. Every time I think I got him figured out. In
the past, whenever I told a guy the last time I had sex,
they always got mad, then slowly back away from me like I was supposed
to say. I was waiting for you, daddy. Man, egos are
so fucking fragile that I can't even be fully honest. So I don't so.
How the hell did y'all even get to that point? That's what got
me puzzled, a complete stranger. You got game like that? Damn well,
aren't you full of questions? Hell yeah, I'm thirsty now I see.
I gotta be honest. I didn't think you would be so chill about
this. It's kind of refreshing. I usually can only be dishonest with my
friend's steph. Stop thinking. You got me figured out well, and all
started with me watching Insecure on my laptop. That opened a whole can of
word. Oh word, So you told her about us? Huh oh man,
I gotta hear this. Here you go. Shit, I hope you
did me justice. Tell her how put that thing out? Heoy, shut
up? You are going? So I briefly told him the story and left
nothing out. Told him how to share my most recent sexual encounters and how
she got turned on, how it sort of just happened. It was kind
of cute to see him so interested, but it was also really weird to
see him so intrigued and not disgusted by it all. Oh good, the
food is here. Here you go, sir, Thank you, thank you,
I'm started, and here you are. Man. Everything look okay,
yes, thank you? Cut into the stake. I want to see what
you think about it. It better be good for you to be acting like
this. Just dood m my Jesus good Amy, she's just messing your mouth
so tender. You're right. I gotta give it to you. You got
a good taste. I know that's why you're here. How was everything great?
Per usual? But I'm stuffed and happy. Any room for dessert?
I'm good, but I'll take a piece of the tear of myself. God
damn. He was honest the whole time. Yep, okay, I'll get
that right out to you. Why are you so batty? I asked myself
that every day. I bet so. I got a question. Now you
ain't got to answer if you don't want to. What's up? The cops
just busted. You've giving me head okay. You just let me finger you
in this restaurant, and you told me about this airplane. I want to
know whence you get this free? Like? Who opened your nose up to
this? No man has ever asked me this fuck that. No one has
ever asked me this for such sincerity. The only person I've been completely honest
with without the fear of judgment. Is Stephanie. I've always had to have
my nasty side, fearing it would be too much for a man's fragile ego.
This could end badly, but what the hell if it does, I
can go back to and never talk to this man again. But he has
been real accepting of my past. Fuck it, let's see how he handles
this. You sure you want to know this? Look at my face.
Don't look in tree, Na, you look ugly, man, Stop looking
like that. Nah. Really I want to know. But if you don't
want to open up and tell me, I completely understand. No, I
don't mind. For some strange reason, I trust you. It could be
my charm, it could be the swine, yeah, whatever. I just
really want to know, though. Well, let's go down this rabbit hole.
In twenty ten, I turned twenty one. I wasn't as sexually free
as I am now, but I was damn sure curious curious. I used
to just go to random bars with the intention of picking up guys, never
really have any luck because I was still new with the whole thing. One
night, while home from college for the summer, I went to a bar
on the other side of town where I met the guy who changed everything.
Hey is this seat taking? Nah? That's all you? Thank you.
I didn't expect it to be this packed on Thursday. Damn well, I
mean it is the first game of the NBA playoffs. You know what that
is, right, you're trying to be funny. Huh. Of course I
know what the NBA Playoffs are. I just didn't know the first game was
today, sir. Yeah, okay, Well the Lakers are playing the Celtics.
It's kind of a big thing. I know who they are. You
really trying me tonight, mister. Hey, I'm Keith. My name is
Jessica. Nice to meet you, Jessica. So what are you drinking?
Why are you buying? I mean that's usually was implied when someone ask you
what you want to drink? You talk a lot of shit. I hear
that a lot too. But do you want a drink or no? Apple
martini would be nice? Cool bartender? What's up? Can I get another
tequila with ginger and an apple martini for the lady? No problem, thank
you, It's the least I can do. I'm a lot funnier and less
abrasive. The more drinks you have. I'm glad you know how to help
people deal with that smartass mouth. It comes with time. So Jessica,
what brings you out tonight? If it's not the game? Just wanted to
get out the house and get a drink. Just one of those days,
you know? Oh, I know all about those days. Do you mind
me asking how old you are? I know women are pretty word about that.
I never understood it either, But I'm twenty one. Oh man,
what you're about to say that I'm a baby? Well I wasn't, but
now that you mention it, yes, you are a baby. I just
have a daughter who's eighteen, and here I am flirting with a twenty one
year old. Damn father, Tom. How old are you? I'm forty
four. I'll be forty five in September. Wow. I wouldn't have guessed
that you don't look forty five. I would have guessed like thirty five or
something. Well, thank you for that. So you ever been hit on
by a forty five year old? No? I usually stay at a retirement
home, so I don't run in settle me in that often. Who knew
you had chokes? I got a few, good to know, so what's
up? Are you married? I'm kind of tired of marry me and hitting
on me. No, I'm not married. I've been free. Excuse me,
I've been divorced. I've been divorced for about four years now. Oh
you didn't say free. Damn? How long were you married? Sixteen years,
four months and three days to be exact. Was it that bad?
Yes, it was that bad. Well I take that back. I'm being
dramatic figures. I wouldn't say bad, but it was enough for me to
need a drink to talk about it. Oh, well, we don't have
to talk about it if you don't want it's okay. Usually I wouldn't,
but you might appreciate this conversation. So let me ask you. Are you
seeing anyone? Not currently? No? You ever been in love puppy love
when I was younger, but nothing serious. So I guess not got kids?
God? No, I couldn't imagine having kids right now. Well,
then, yeah, you might need to hear. This could possibly save you
heartay, confusion, and most importantly, time wasted. So you feel like
you wasted time with your marriage? Do I? That's what makes me so
upset, Not at her, though, but more so with myself that I
stayed for so long. Let me, Yes, she changed, and you
didn't like the woman she turned into. Actually quite the opposite, there was
no change at all. Not really fair to fall in love with someone,
marry them, then divorce them for not changing. Never heard of that,
Trust me. There are a lot of things you haven't heard about when it
comes to love. And how do you know what I haven't haven't heard?
I remember being twenty one and arrogant. Excuse me, Oh, I wasn't
trying to be rude. Remember drink, drink it helps. Well, what
did you mean? How do you know what you know about love? If
not firsthand? TV, movies, music, your parents and grandparents? My
grandparents? Yeah, have you ever talked to your grandparents about the ugliness of
love? The shit that happens when no one is around? I can't say
that I have. I just took it for face value. They look happy,
so I assume they're happy. Look around? How many people in here
look unhappy? Scratch that? How many people have you ever seen look unhappy?
Not many? And why do you think that is? I'll answer,
because we get good at hiding how we truly feel. We don't want to
appear weak, like we can't keep up with everybody else. What does it
matter what everyone else thinks? We all care what people think of us.
People say they don't, but they really do. What does that have to
do with love and wasting time? Well, in my case, it's two
sides. I was too scared to tell her what I really needed from her,
both emotionally and sexually. And the other side, she was too scared
to step out of her comfort zone emotionally and sexually, both scared of what
the other might think. So she loved you enough to marry you, but
not enough to be what vulnerable and nasty? Exactly? I didn't think people
who were married had those fears me either until I was in it. To
both of our defense, we were young and in love. Well, how
the hell I didn't last that long? Then why even get married? I
don't know about her, but with me, she was safe. I was
reckless. I had no clue what I was doing in life, and she
offered direction. She was the adult in the relationship. Oh yeah, women
aren't the only ones who can marry for security. It could have worked,
though you were supposed to help her be more comfortable sexually and emotionally, and
she was supposed to help you be more responsible. We thought that too,
but it just never clicked. After a while we got comfortable. Sounds like
it's your fault just as much as hers. Absolutely, I won't deny that.
You are. You want to take this conversation to the patio? Drink
still on you? Of course? I got you, bartender. Yeah,
we're going to step outside for a few. Kind of had a service switch
over the checks. I mean, how does that work? Oh, don't
worry about it. Heads up. Our TV broke yesterday, so games not
on that that? Oh that's fine? You ready after you? Hey,
Tasha, I got too outside. Okay, excuse me, excuse me?
Nice night tonight, Yeah it is. I'm glad I got out the house.
Shit me too. Your beautiful woman definitely the highlight of my week.
Oh thank you. Must have been a pretty morn week. Not exactly.
You smoke cigars? No, those are for old men. I'll leave that
to you. Grandpa. There you go again with the age jokes. I'll
let you have that one. Well, aren't you sweet? So do you
think love and say go hand in hand? Well that's escalated quickly. It
all has a purpose. I promise hmm, I would think. So sex
is just better with someone you love. How do you know that if you've
never been in love? Well, maybe not love but strong feelings. Okay,
that's fair. And what about you? Do you think loving sex go
hand in hand? Fuck? No, sex is better with someone you can
trust, someone that won't judge you for all the nazy shit you just did
once the lights cut back on, Ain't That's the fucking truth. Men talk
too damn much. Part of the reason why I'm real low key with my
sexuality. Here we go. I mean, I love sex, I just
love my reputation more. I respect that. When do you think you'll stop
caring about your reputation and start enjoying sex more? I ask myself that every
time I reach for my damn vibrator and what's your vibrator's name? How do
you know it has a name, because all women see the name of their
vibrators. His name is Tony, and he never lets me down. Why
Tony? Because Tony just sounds like the name of a nigga that can fuck
good. That's what's up. That's what's up. Not all the time,
it's just less of a hassle. On and let down. Guys do the
same shit in bed. What's that? A little bit of oral missionary turnover?
Then backshots, all while I'm praying I get mine up before he gets
his. I remember being young and not giving a fuck about it if a
woman got her orgasm or not. See, that's fucked up, Yeah it
is. But to my defense, no one ever told me the importance of
a woman's orgasm. Yeah the fuck right and for real. But the last
time you told a guy you weren't satisfied after sex, I guess I don't
write. I kind of just stopped replying to text messages and stop answering phone
with afs exactly, And what good does that do? Well? How many
women do you critique after bad sex? Back? Then? None? See,
I just hate it having aqua conversations talking about me when you did the
same shit. Women have fragile ass egos. I know we're not about to
sit here and talk about fragile ego. Yeah, I'm sorry we packed because
of this game, but y'all get out here. I'll take a water me
too. Okay, be right back with that, But back to what we
were talking about. Both men and women have fragile egos. Yeah, let's
just say that. So what's something that annoys you about sex other than not
always coming? Yeah, it's not at all funny, sir, my bad.
But I want a man to be aggressive with me. What do you
mean by aggressive aggressive? God? Fuck me like I made a glass,
Like I'll break if they're too rough, nigga, throw me around, choke
me, slap my ass, tie me up, grab my hair something.
Damn. Why don't you just telling them what you want? Because it's less
fun and sexy when you have to give instructions. I just want a man
to know read my body, take charge. Man. Sex is fucking weird?
Why do you say that? Here? You go anything else? No,
I think we're fine for now. You want another drink? No,
I'm okay for now. I'll be back to check on you, use you
in a minute. So why do you say sex is weird? It's like
we just want people to already know what we want given instructions. Takes the
fun out of it. And you tell somebody that not good or something ego
bruise. Why do you think that is? Probably because everybody thinks that a
shit and don't need to get better at nothing. Ain't that it. Everybody
thinks they're the fucking best. I mean, no one wants to say nothing.
Women faking and men me and just get anohing, move on, And
that's bullshit. That's why I just pull out Tony. So what's your favorite
thing to do sexually? Hmmm? Probably giving ahead? Why is that?
Because I like how men respond to good head. Oh so you're good at
it, I hope so, I mean I probably can be better at it.
But how do you ask a man? Hey? Can I suck your
dick for practice? Yeah? I haven't figured out how to ask that.
Just shit, now, that's funny. No, for real, sometimes I
just feel like sucking dick, no sex, just come and let me keep
going. And you haven't found a guy for that yet. No, I
don't want niggas to think I'm some kind of whole reputation. Remember reputation,
right right right? I keep forgetting. Yeah, what about you? What
about me? What's your favorite thing to do sexually? You probably think I'm
lying, but trying to give a woman the best orgasm she's ever had?
Oh yeah, seeing the woman come hard is a great fucking feeling. Laying
there shaking, ribbing the sheets. That don't touch me orgas. Damn,
I haven't had one of those ages. The last time I had an orgasm
like that, it was due to me being tipsy and high. Everything was
intensified. And how do you know it's because of that because we fucked again
after that and it wasn't there. I know you were pitched. Well,
yeah, I thought I was about to be blessed. But nah, that
fucking sucks. Yeah, tell me about it. Is there anything you want
to try? Yeah, don't judge me, but I think I want to
try anal Oh yeah, yeah, but finding a nigga I can trust and
who'll take his time, it's a hassle on in itself. Yeah, you
gotta have somebody patient for that. So you try. Yeah, nah,
for something I want more of, And don't find your nose up at me.
A woman who was open to licking a man's ass or even using a
finger, well, damn, I wasn't expecting that. I'm sure you weren't
hard to even suggest that without someone suggesting you're gay. I can't imagine why
here you go, Look at you judging me now, I'm not. I'm
not judging you. I just never heard a man openly say he likes it.
I'm sure men are too gay conscious when it comes to sex, and
for good reason. Gay conscious word if people will consider him gay. A
lot of men enjoy anal stimulation, but it's not something they can just ask
for. What do you mean by anal stimulation? Exactly like you want a
toy in there? Here you go, it's going to be funny again?
No? No, for real? What do you mean just to the first
knuckle? No more than that, not for me at least. Hm,
that's nothing. I thought you were talking about a whole finger. And if
I was, would that be gay to you? I don't know. I
guess not. Why would it be gay if he wants this woman to do
it? I guess it's not. I've never really thought about it. Not
many women have. What about a man liking to be choked while a woman
is on top? You like being choked too? Yeah? Something about a
woman taking control does something for me? You can ask for that though,
that's nothing. Yeah, but it's less exciting when you have to ask for
it, remember touche. Like I said, man, sex is weird.
Seems like everyone is just running around halfway satisfied. It appears that way,
So did your wife do these things for you? Fuck? No, it
was very basic with us. What do you mean we ain't do much out
of the ordinary, you know, oral missionary from the back. What for
sixteen years or sixteen fucking years? Why didn't you say anything? I did?
But nothing ever changed? Shit? Well that sucks. I don't know
what you're thinking. Why not teach you what you like? Right? Like?
Why didn't you bring her into your world sexually? Some people just can't
think that way when it comes to sex. I don't believe that. So
what you're thinking that I didn't try hard enough that I should have been able
to get her to loosen up? I mean, yeah, she loved you.
I'm sure if you had tried hard enough, it would have worked.
Oh okay, I mean, am I wrong? Very We tried counseltly,
talking with other married people, talking to one another. After a while,
I just said fucking and gave up. That just gives me so much hope.
Don't be discouraged. It is what it is. I should have married
someone who was my match sexually. Have you ever met your match sexually?
Yeah? But I was already married. Oh so you cheated on her in
the later years, Yeah, there was avoid not being met sexually that I
just couldn't leave empty. Did you ever get caught? God? No,
thankful that I didn't. I didn't want to heard it like that. I
didn't want her to think that I didn't love her. I just wanted certain
shit sexually that she couldn't provide. You're giving me so much hope tonight.
I'm not trying to discourage you from finding true love. I'm just telling you
that if you try to avoid your sexual hunger, it will not go away.
So find someone I can be myself with sexually, then fall in love.
Hell yeah, or end up cheating. I know a shit ton of
married women who are cheating just to full avoid. Damn. You never really
hear about married women cheating. I know because women are good at hiding shit
like that. Plus niggas never suspect women to cheat, so they never look
for it. I can see that. Yeah, I had a woman pick
up a pilates class. She will come over my house every other day at
three pm for sex. After we were finished, she would shower, change
clothes, and go home to her husband kids. And how long did that
last? Shit? Almost two years? Damn two years. That's the long
ass time. Why didn't she do she just leave? Well? Yeah,
because it's hard to just leave. You're not just leaving one person. You
had to go through the cords with the family, Explain to the kids.
It's emotionally draining. Shit, cheating just seems easier. You are blowing my
mind right now. I bet no one really talks about the ugly side of
love. Sometimes you can get stuck in the shitty forever. Stuck in a
shitty forever. Yeah, that's deep. As long as it looks good on
the outside, no one will ever question it. What do you mean by
that? The people who are the unhappiest in the relationship show no signs of
it. They walk out the house and put their happy faces on, play
the role. A smile is the best disguise. That's real as fuck.
I used to wonder how people ended up staying shitty relationships or marriages. We
as people just have too much fucking hope. Too much hope? Is that
even a thing? Fuck? Yeah, and explain this to me. Oh
man, I'm about to just listen. I'm listening. I feel like people
just deal with the bullshit of today because tomorrow might be better. When in
actuality. It might just be more bullshit pessimistic much, Nah, I just
know that there are two sides of a coin. It can go either way
unless you have the bass to force it to go your way. So when
did you grow boss? You stayed in your marriage for sixteen years? Is
it safe to say you didn't have the balls to just end it? Love
made me have way too much faith at first. After that, it was
just cheaper to keep her. Honest, you ain't right, I'm just being
honest. Look, I had to grow balls to end it. I was
scared. Sixteen years is a long time to be with somebody, not including
the time we were together before that. Let's half my fucking life. Fuck,
I couldn't imagine having a split with someone after all that time, And
I pray that you never have to experience it. Thank you for that mini
prayer. But I say amen, amen. But back to the sex,
Yes, back to the sex. Since you're dropping so much knowledge right now,
when is one supposed to unleash the beast on someone? What you mean,
when are you supposed to unleash the nasty on somebody right out the gate?
While wait, no fucking way, I can't be given all the goodies
away right from jump and why not? How can you get mad at a
guy when he doesn't do all the things you want right from jumped in?
What if he's waiting? That's different? You know it? How So?
It just is. A woman has to carry yourself a certain way. Key
reputation. Remember, Yeah, okay, I think you're more worried about your
reputation than having good sex. You don't get it? And what don't I
get? It's harder for women to be sexually free. Men have it easy.
The more women y'all sleep with, it seems like the more women y'all
get. But with us it's the opposite. The men we do attract only
want one thing. Men already only want one thing? Yeah, true?
Nothing. How many women aren't getting married because they've slept with too many men?
Ah? My point exactly. The so called hoes you talk about are
out here winning, getting married while you hold. Some women are out here
on you harmony, trying to get it together. I'm sick of you,
Keith, I really am. I'm not gonna do it with you tonight.
Look, I'm just trying to bless you with some game you too them Fine,
A man should feel lucky that you unleash the beasts on his ass.
You're feeling lucky? Am I feeling lucky? Yeah? Are you feeling lucky?
Shit? Should? I? I think you should? Are you feeling
lucky? If you intend on teaching me something new? Then yeah, I
can teach you a few things. Well, where do I sign up?
Just say the word? I feel like we've talked enough. I agree,
So what's next? Can you tell me you want to get out of here?
Hell? Yeah, you got me curious. Now, Well, we
could go back to my place if you want. I think I want that
you're gonna put it on me, or you're scared about your reputation. I
think I'm good on holding back tonight. M Is that so? Yeah?
I think so? All right? Well follow me back to my place.
I don't stay that far. Okay, lead the way and send me your
address just in case I lose you, and so I'll have your number.
Yeah, no doubt. What's your number? It's three one seven. He
pulled out one hundred dollars bill, placed it under his glass, and walked
toward the parking lot. I didn't know what the fuck I was getting myself
into, but I didn't care I was curious to see how freaky he was.
When I got in my car, I instantly called Stephanie. Stephanie,
Hello girl, What you doing? Not a thing? Just watching the game
with Victor smoking? What appen on my way to get some deep what from
mo? Uh? Just somebody I met at the bar. This sounds juicy.
Let me get my ass up, yup, get on ut, hold
on, I'm going to be back all right, bitch, spell it.
So I'm at this smooth ass older man. Right, We've been talking for
like an hour or so, and now I'm on my way to his place.
Bitch, how much older? That's not even important right now, girl,
don't be out here fucking these wrinkles. Wow, I heard this.
How you get the new worms? Bitch? Shut up? That ain't true,
Yes it is. Listen, my cousin was fucking with this older,
older nigga and got the worms. She ain't been walking right ever since I
got a limp and everything. Girl, Shut the hell up. She walked
with a limp because her legs are uneven. Don't be talking about Peggy like
that. So what does he do for a living and where is he taking
you? I don't really know what he does for a living. I don't
know. I'm just trying to fuck and I find a partner that's real,
right, and he's taking me downtown. You're really on some hot shit right
now. I love it anyways. I hate to admit it, but I'm
a little nervous. Why because you're following a complete trencher to his house for
some deck? Girl? Shut up? Okay, okay, but why because
he ain't one of these little boys I don't mess with in the past.
Real stuff. This is a grown ass man would experience his ass gonna turn
you out shit, not me. If anything, I'm gonna have him feeding
over this young pussie. Don't hurt him. My man might break a hip
if you throw it back too hard. So look, I'm about to text
you his number just in case. His name is Keith. All right,
girl, you better make sure it's worth it. If not, I'm gonna
clown you. I don't know you will. I'm gonna call you in the
morning with the details. Okay, girl, be careful, I will talk
later. Bye. We welcome to my humbler boat. I always wonder what
these condos look like on the inside. So you want to tour? Sure?
Mmm? Smells good in here, thank you. Well. This is
the kitchen, just enough space to cook and shiit, nothing too fancy.
I like this island. I want an island in my kitchen so bad.
Yeah it comes in handy, Yeah, I bet it does. And this
is the living room again, just big enough to watch TV and shit,
have my guys over chill. I won't spend too much time in here.
Nice furniture. I like the sectional thank you. And back here this room
is my studio room slash man cave. Wow, this is pretty dope.
Who did the art? This guy named Scottie. I send him ideas he
create I buy. I never seen a home studio like this. All the
guys I know with studios have a laptop with a microphone in the closet and
then aroun with that. Gotta start somewhere, right, Yeah, so what
do you do? I do some voice of a work and I help with
the production for a few shows based out of New York. That's dope.
Yeah I enjoy it. And this is the bathroom. Nice shower, A
lot of space in there, A lot of space. Not much as seeing
here though. And this is my bedroom. This is a big ass room.
Nice bed, what size is that? King? The only side for
a king? Here we go, So what's up? You ready to teach
me something new? Of course? You mind if I take a shower first.
I've been out and about all day. I don't feel fresh. Sure
do you think cool? Here's a remote to the TV. That won't be
too long. Okay. But he went into the bathroom and proceeded to take
a shower. So I turned on the TV and caught the tailing of some
show about ten minutes past. Then he called my name, Hey, Jessica,
Yeah, give me in four seconds. Hey, what's up? Why
don't you join me? Oh? You want me to get in there with
you? Yeah? Is that a problem? None at all. I had
never taken a shower with the man before. I was kind of nervous,
but fuck it, no turning back now now. So is the water flying
for you? Yeah? Uh? Let me wash you. I want you
to be fresh too. Oh so you're saying I'm musty? Oh okay,
no, girl, chier. Just let me wash your body. Okay,
I'll be gentle, don't worry you. Ever had a man wash your body
before? No, never been in the shower with a man. God's my
age? Don't care if you're fresh or not. That's unfortunate. He lifted
my hair and washed my neck, then down to each of my breast.
He washed my stomach, then went down to my pussy. He took his
time like he was admiring. It felt nice to have a man observe my
body this way. It wasn't sexual at all. He was legit admiring my
body. It made me feel beautiful. He turned me around and washed my
back, then thoroughly washed my ass, then my legs, and finally my
feet. Once he was done, he rents me off, then turn me
back around. All right, let's push me spots. Now what put your
leg up on this? If you need to hold onto something, grab the
door to the shower, if I need balance, What are you about to
do? Just enjoy yourself. I got you, okay, it's your world,
sir, Nah, it's all about you right now. Now, let
me see what you taste like. This man started eating my pussy as if
he was trying to prove a point. I thought I had good head before,
not at all. I've only had guys just lick all over my pussy
with no real technique. He knew exactly what he was doing. He licked
and sucked on my clip passionately. He rub my clip while fucking me with
his tongue. He took his time and made sure that I felt good.
Women can tell when a man is rushing to get to fucking. He wasn't.
It was truly about me. That alone made me come. When he
felt me tense up from coming, he grabbed me by my ass and forced
my pussy into his face, which made me grab the back of his head.
He did some tongue trick and I came instantly. The shit felt so
good. You good enough? Oh my good sir, you just did some
magical shit right now. I'm never having my pussy ate like that. Oh
I know. I love eating pussy. I love how woman reacts to good
asshead. Well, thank you for that much appreciated. Here's your tie.
Let's draw off and vibe out after you. I sat on the edge of
his bed in my towel, thinking we were about to have sex. He
got the lotion and got on his knees and put some on my feet.
He massaged my feet, which felt amazing. When he got done with my
feet, he kissed my toes individually, got my legs, my thighs,
my eyes, as my stomach, breast in my arms. He told me
to lay on my stomach and he got my back. He was so good
with his hands. I almost fell asleep until he smacked me on my ass.
Get up, girl, can't fall asleep just yet. Damn, I
was almost out. I know that felt good as hell. Thank you for
that little body massage. Alright, no problem, Like I said, please
in a woman is what I enjoyed doing well. I am enjoying this good.
So you want some wine? Yeah that sounds good. Cool, how
you back? Put the shirt on so you want to be cold. He
left the room for a minute, but not before throwing me a button up
from his closet. It smelt just like him, which was sexy. While
he was gone, I looked around. He had a brown plush comforter set
with four pillows, two with cotton pillow cases and two with satin. His
nice day had a clock, a case for a smell bar, and a
laptop. The knife sand had two drawers. My snooping ass opened the top
one and there were documents in other papers. Maureen, I closed it.
The contents of the bottom one was interesting. This is where he kept all
things sex. There were butt plugs, vibrators, restraints, loop condoms,
and a few other things. As I picked up the small vibrator, he
walked back into the room. Oh so you find a tool? Shit,
Keith, you scared me. My bad. Here you go, Thank you.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to go through your stuff. Lie again,
you just didn't mean to get caught. It's all right, I have
nothing to hide. Okay, good? But that that has six different speeds?
And what do you use it for? To place on the clip while
I'm attending to other areas of the body? Oh? And what about these
probe shaped things? Shape? These are called anal plugs. Put lube on
it, place it in your ass? Why you get fucked from the bank?
Oh shit, Yeah, the plugs plus a vibrator mixed with some nice
strokes and ashmac and will take you to another place That sounds intense. Oh,
I've heard that it is. Have you ever used toys during sex?
Can't say that I have. I didn't get into toys until my late twenties,
realized I needed some assistance with making women have intense orgasms. You really
are all about the woman. Huh? Yeah, make a woman feel good
and comfortable, you can get her to do anything you want. I'm trying
to experience that all of that. Oh you sure you're not gonna go crazy
on me, are you? Hell? If it's as good as you make
it sound, then I might. All right, let's see lay back.
He started eating my pussy again. He went for about thirty seconds before placing
the vibrator on my clip. While it was on my clip, he started
kissing on the inside of my thighs, then up to my pelvic bone.
I fucking lost it. It's like he knew all the spots that I only
hope God's paid attention to. He flipped me over and lifted the shirt up
so my ass was exposed. Hey, aren't your back. He proceeded to
eat my pussy from the back line, instructing me to put the toy on
my clip. While back there he was fucking me with his tongue. He
then took his tongue and slid it up towards my ass slowly. Once he
got to my ass, he put his finger inside my pussy, hooked it
upward as if he were telling someone to come here, then began to eat
my ass. Shit what nothing, I think, keep going. He went
back to locking my ass and finger on my pussy. The sensation was unlike
anything. I've experienced so many spots for getting attention at the same time that
I couldn't help. But come, you're good? What you mean? Am
I good? Hell? Yeah, I'm good. I'm still tingling all over.
Oh, give me a minute to regroup. That's what I like to
hear. Right there. I want you to fuck me. O. My
pussy is throbbing. Finally you asked for it. Oh so you were waiting
for me to ask for it. Yeah. I wanted to wait until you
were ready for it and give it to me. And stop playing morning now,
no more eating, no more licking. Fuck me? Say please?
Really? He grabbed my neck and looked me in my eyes and said,
I said, say please, stop fucking playing with me. This was the
sexiest and most aggressive thing a guy has ever done. I didn't even know
I liked being choked until then. I felt powerless, and for some reason
that drove me crazy. Please. He started kissing and taking off the button
up shirt. Once it was off, he started kissing and biting on my
neck, then moved to my breast, where He then beating sucked on my
nipples. He gave them each a fair amount of attention before kissing my stomach.
He leaned over and got a condom out his nice stand, as well
as the butt plugs and lube. He placed the lube and plung on the
bed while he put the condom on. If anything isn't to your liking,
just tell me if I'm too rough or too nasty. The safe word is
watermelon. Safe word. Yes. If I do something you don't like,
say that word cool. Yeah, I guess so. The toyan clip he
slid inside of me. It was a good fit. He laid on top
of me with his sexy ass body. He took his time so I didn't
have some awkward stroking neck of breathing heavy in my ear, nice, slow
and hard while kissing on my neck. He never stayed in any position too
long, now that I think about it. He always made sure to keep
moving. He raised up put my legs together while stroking the choked me as
he sucked my toes all at the same fucking tong. I almost started crying.
Some women are probably listening to this like that's normal. Yeah, but
this was my first time The strokes weren't rushed either. Everything was done smoothly
yet aggressive. I could tell that he cared about how I was feeling.
Some men will fuck you and you can tell they're just trying to get their
neck, not him. I never knew what he was gonna do next.
Turn over? How you're gonna tell me to turn over while throwing me?
What's the safe word? What's the safe word? Watermelon? Okay? How
are you fucking me? Thiss? Good? Isn't this why you came over?
Yes? I can't hear you. Yes, so let me give you
what you came over here for. He spinned my ass that stuck his thumb
in it. This was the first time that ever happened. It felt so
fucking good. He then grabbed a lub and the plug, loubed up the
plug, and he stuck it in my eyes. There was slight pressure,
like I was gonna shit myself, but it felt good as fuck. Oh
so you like that shit? Yes? Yes? Do you want more?
Yes? Please? You sure? Yes? He took the plug out and
put more lube on my ass. Next thing I know, he took his
stick out of my pussy and put the tip in my ass. Oh.
Word. Remember, yeah, I remember, I'm gonna go slow. Okay,
Okay, you ready, I think so. He used to stick into
my ass. It hurts just a little, but not enough to stop him.
I took it like a big girl. He put more lub on it
than east it all and shit, you good? Yeah, keep going,
that's a good girl. Let me see that vibrator. M remember the safe
word. Okay. He put the vibrator in my pussy and started stroking my
ass past and faster. The more he did it, the better it felt.
After a while, I didn't notice he was sucking me in my eyes,
my ass got so wet. I never knew that could happen. So
I got a little scared, but I didn't want him to stop. He
stopped rubbing my clad and grabbed my hair, and I fucking lost it.
Oh shit, I didn't think you would be down with all of this.
Shut up, let me catch my bosure. That was good, real good,
fucking amazing. Your old ash trying to have me sprung huh, not
at all. I cannot deal with those problems right now. I bet I
didn't even suck your dig I didn't even show you any of tim that's oh
no, no, no, it's okay. I just really wanted to show
you a good time. Don't let that bother you, okay, Keith,
Yeah, what's up? Do you miss her? Who? Your ex wife?
Us? Kill? I'm sorry, you don't have to answer. We
can just lay here. No, no, it's okay. I don't mind
talking about it. Okay. We spent almost twenty years dealing with one another,
So do I miss her? Yeah? Every now and then. I
just got to move on, you know. Yeah, damn. We laid
there in silence until we fell asleep. I woke from around four am to
use the bathroom, and he was sound asleep. I just sat there for
a minute, observing him. He opened my nose in mind. It's so
much in just one night, love, trust, and letting go of fear
a complete stranger. I got dressed quietly and wokeome up. Hey Keith,
Keith, huh, wake up everything? Okay? Yeah, I think I'm
headed home. I have a busy day ahead of me. Okay, let
me get up real quick and walk you to the door. Okay, thank
you so much for a great night. No, thank you. I needed
that we should do this again sometime, for sure. I still need another
lesson. Well, you got my number coming whenever you're ready. Just don't
keep me waiting too long. I won't Goodbye, Keith, Bye Chess.
It had been a week since Keith and I had sex, and I still
hadn't heard from him. Granted I hadn't tried to call her text him either,
but I was for sure he was going to hit me up. Nope.
I was sitting at home board the following Friday night. I didn't want
to go to the bar, to the club. I wanted great company and
even greater sex. In other words, I want it Keith. I went
against everything I was taught and reached out to him first. Hello, Hey,
what's up? Hey? Who's this really? Yes? Really? Who's
damn Nigga's Jessica? Jessica? Jess trying me right now, Jessica. Oh
hey Jessica, stop playing with me? Father time? What stranger? You
really tried it? I almost sunk up on you as my bad, my
bad? Let me stop playing? Yeah, stop playing? What are your
not going? Eventful? What about you? I'm killing right now. Just
got home from the cigar bar with my boys. You and those damn cigars,
yep, me and my damn cigars. Are you going to band anytime
soon? I know how you old people like to go to sleep early.
Here you go with the jokes starting early. Huh, yep, here I
go. Nah, I was actually about to cook dinner. Oh I want
some? Is that your way of telling me you want to come over?
Maybe? Do you ever ask what you want directly? Or is beating around
the bush your thing? Yes? I do, Thank you very much.
I can't tell hmmm, Keith, but you like my company tonight? Because
I would like to see you? Hm? Maybe here you go? Plan?
Yeah, you can come over? Some company would be nice. You
remember where I stay? Right? Yeah? I remember? All right?
Cool, Well, let me know when you're in the way. I'm about
to get dressed in head there now, I'll be there in about an hour.
That's cool. I see you then? Okay, bye? Hey you
right on time? Come on in. Hey, sir, it smells good
as hell in here? What you making? I'm sammon asparagus cous cousoo?
Sounds good and healthy? Can't wait to taste it? Good because it's almost
done. Have a seat the island places at dinner table as well. Okay,
have some wine? Relaxed a little don't mind if I do. So.
Why you're in at the club? I thought every twenty one year old
living inside of the club on the weekends, normally I would be, but
tonight I just wanted to Chell, that's what's up. And I wanted to
see you. Oh yeah, yeah, I kind of missed that smart ass
mouth of yours. Oh I kind of missed you too. Well. If
you missed me, then why didn't you call her? Text me shit?
For the same reason you didn't call her text me too? Shake, sir,
to shak, you better start being the aggressor ain't they're wrong making the
first move. I remember that for the next time, since you don't make
the first move either. It's just sexy when a woman takes charge every now
and then. Want to see if you would, I definitely keep that in
mind. Thank you, you're welcome. So ready to eat? I'm always
ready to eat. I gotta give it to you. That was pretty good.
I was skeptical. And why would you be skeptical? Because everybody thinks
they can cook and really can't. I would have left if it was nasty
for real. Yes, I don't lie or play about food. I might
be scared to speak up about bad sex, but not about bad food.
Okay, then I hear you. But I can wash the dishes if you
want. I mean, that's the least I can do since you cook.
Oh well, go right ahead. I ain't gonna stop you. You were
supposed to say no if you were so dripling. Hey, I never claimed
that I wasn't. You're right, you didn't. All right? How about
our rents stand? Okay, come on, so Jessica, so Keith,
how often do you pick up old the fishless men at the bar? Really?
How often do you proy on young and experienced women at the bar.
I've actually never taken a woman home from the bar, especially not one of
your age. Smells like a lie for real, I'm not really good at
it. My smart ass mouth usually ruins it for me. Oh really,
I can't imagine why. But to answer your question, I've never met a
guy and has sex with him the same night, especially not one year age.
Oh so you never had a one night stand? Say it with me?
Key reputation. Your memory is shit? Oh my bad, I keep
forgetting you. Better start taking your vitamins, old man, your memory is
fading. Hey, you got one more time, Okay, I'm just messing
with you. Keep it up. You ain't gonna do nothing anyway. I
mean, I'll admit it. I do go with the intentions of finding fresh
meat, but I always get cold feet and just go home, Go home
and call an old fling who you know ain't worth for dam yep, either
that or pull out tony Damn. Life is hard, Tell me about it.
Nah, women are just fucking lazy. What Why would you say that?
Because y'all will fuck someone you know ain't worth for them instead of just
finding something new. Honestly, it's less of a hassle, less risky.
We have to worry about shit that men don't like. What like is this
nigga a killer or a crayfist, just to name a few. That's a
bit dramatic, don't you think not at all? Well? I guess the
stars were aligned for us to run into each other that night, huh,
I guess? So Yo, this is completely random, but I'm meant to
ask you this last time. What are you studying in school? Digital marketing?
That's what's up? What drove you to that? I feel like marketing
and advertising are going to gravitate towards social media heavy within the next few years.
I mean, I'm already online all the time. I might as well
make money from it, smart girl, because it's coming. People spend so
much time online now, it's crazy. Yeah. Plus I just want job
security. The internet ain't going nowhere, no time soon. And look at
that all done. Teamwork makes the dream work. Indeed it does. So
dinner was good, But what's for dessert? You? Oh that's how you
feel? Yep? Okay, man, come here. He grabbed me by
my waist and pulled me in for a kiss. He held me close and
looked me in my eyes for a few seconds. What don't ever stay away
from me that long? Again? Why you miss me? Yes? I
did all right, prove it. Then he started taking off my clothes.
He started wearing my shoes, then my socks, umbuck on my pants,
pulled them down, and took off my shirt. I was standing in his
kitchen in my bron panties. He just looked at me with this look of
admiration that made me blush. Why do you look at me like that?
Like? What like that? You know what you're doing because you look damn
good? Is it a problem or something like? It stopped? It's fine.
I just what. I've never had a man make me feel as good
as you do. That's all. That's the objective to me A favor though.
Yeah, in the future, don't wear so many articles of clothing if
you come up to dick. What why? I thought, I look cute?
You do, But can't you look cute in a skirt of something?
Lazy ass? I got you next time, and that's why I wear dresses
with no panties. I'm on a dig mission. He picked me up and
set me down on the island and started kissing my neck, two kisses on
the left and two on the right. He kissed me in the middle of
my chest before going on my breast. He pulled one out of my brow
and started sucking my nipple. He pulled my panties to the side and started
rubbing my already throbing pussy. Ooh damn, somebody's horny. Uh yeah,
I've been horny since I smelled the food. Your greedy ass. Hold up,
Okay, all right, I had to get a condom. I really
should have condoms all over the house, just in case. That's not a
bad idea. He slipped my panties off and started sucking my pussy. After
a few minutes, he got a Cuba mice out the freezer, put it
in his mouth, sucked on it for a little, then got back to
it. The hotness of his mouth combined with the coldness of the ice my
clip was a new sensation for me. I just had to lay back and
enjoy. Once the ice melted, he put the condom on, laid me
down, and climbed on top of me. The island was the perfect size
for dinner and fucking no crazy positions or nothing. I'm sure he was trying
to refrain from falling off, just long, slow and hard strokes while talking
nasty shit in my ear. I grabbed his back and sank my nails into
it. The more I dug into his skin, the harder he went.
I could tell he was reacting to the pain, and that made me come.
I usually don't come so fast, but it's Keith. Once done,
we went to his bedroom and fell asleep. Hey, come in, I
didn't wake you do that. No, No, I just rolled over and
you weren't there. Wanted to see what you were up to. Okay,
do you usually wake up at one am to do work? Nah? I
woke up to the bathroom, but forgot I have some edits to work on.
Last night I kind of got distracted. Ooks bad. Yeah, I
was just gonna knock these out and get back in bed. What kind of
edits are you working on? This company needs some songs cut down a certain
way for some commercials they're doing. Is it hard? Nah, just tedious.
They would't have done a certain way, but they don't know what way
that is. We go back and forth a lot. Sounds annoying. It's
annoying as hell, but it's cool. They mean well and they pay well
and email sent. Yeah, I really love this room. It instantly puts
you in a good mood with all the ron and the lights and the equipment.
Gotta have the vibes right, you want to create. That's vital.
So what does this do? That's a mixing board. Bug the microphones into
that. Then that fees into this little box right here on my computer,
and then you get the sound. And what about this? That's a reflection
filter. It goes behind the microphone for when I do voiceovers. And what
does this do? Well, that's my dick. It raises standards, mind
showing me. Mm hm, take them out mm hm. Hmmm, somebody's
happy to see me. He's always happy to see you. Hey, hey,
hey, hey, huh, slow down? What are you? Why
are you going so fast? Are you in the rush? What? You
you don't like it? I mean it's cool to slow down, baby,
admire my dick when you suck it. It's sexier that way. I mean,
don't you hate it when guys just look you see y'all fast with no
technique and no passion. Yeah right, man, like the same attention.
So take your time, Okay, I hear you. Yeah, oh shit,
and yeah, just like that. Now go all the way down slow,
yeah like that, I'll bite it. What yeah, yeah, not
too hard, I'll tell you arter keep going, keep right there. For
the first time I got a direction from a man in regards to sex,
Sucking his dick made my pussy so damn wet. I had never been a
man's dick on purpose before I started to notice that he really enjoyed pain.
He was opening my mind to so much. I sucked his dick for a
good ten minutes while taking every bit of direction he gave me. Hey,
now, spit on it. Okay, I want to fuck you now,
but I wanted you to finish AA in due time. I want to fuck
you bad. Get up? Oh fuck, I need to get a condom.
All right, Yeah, you should probably keep condoms in each room.
I know, right, Hey, you like jazz? I mean, I
don't dislike it. It's cool. I guess do you mind if I play
some? This is your house. You make the rules, you right.
I just like fucking the jazz. Why. It's a different vibe, not
the same with raping R and B. What kind of vibe? The music
just flows so freely, so many different elements. If you allow yourself to
get lost in the music, it's beautiful to take you somewhere. Well,
let's see, I'm excited now. He played music from a studio monitors and
bit me over the couch. He was much more aggressive this time around,
which was a good thing. Guys usually fucked me fast, but he stroked
me slow while smacking my ass. He went slow, as if he wanted
to make sure I felt all of him, or so that he felt all
of me, grabbing my hair with one hand and smacking my ass with the
other. He was right. The music allowed me to go to another place.
I was present, but not really. I was there enjoying him,
but it felt more therapeutic than anything. He flipped me over to where my
ass was propped up on the arm of the couch. He bent my legs
back and started fucking me hard and fast. He told me to rub my
click and once I did that, I spaced all the way out. All
I heard was the baseline of the music. Then a few strokes later,
the unexpected happened. I squirted. Ooh shit, somebody likes this. Oh
my gosh if I hit the high shit, I'm sorry. It's okay.
What you're sorry for. I've never scored it before. I didn't even know
I could do that. It's okay, Jessica. Really, I need to
go to the bathroom. It's not funny, sir. It is just a
little bit. What are you doing trying to make sure your pussy ain't broke?
Can I pee without you? Talking? Shit? My bad, my
bad? Yo? Thea toil's run, the clothing on the top show?
Thank you? Bring one in here. I want this here. I'm sorry,
Keith, stop being sorry. Ain't it wrong with squirting? Did I
get in on anything? Did I mess anything up? Nah? You good,
It's okay, Relax, I've only seen it happening porn. I did
not know I was capable of that. That was crazy. That's because the
guys you've been never took the time to finally hit the right spots. Well,
shit, I guess not. But did it feel good? Did it
feel good? Hell? Yeah, it felt good? Good? Good good?
You know damn well, I felt good. You just wanted me to
stroke your ego. You are trifling, just rifling. Okay, I'm a
cheer. Yeah, thank you, I appreciate that. But hey, let's
move us to the patio. I feel like smoking. Can I have a
shirt to put on? Yeah, no problem. This is a great fucking
view. I bet you come out here all the time. Yeah, it's
peaceful if you as what sold me on this place. Actually, I've always
wanted to live in a condo looking down in the city. How long have
you been here? I got it when I filed for the divorce. It
was a gift to myself. I let her keep the house. I never
wanted that shit, Why not. I can't wait to have my own house.
Hey, I don't care for none of that yard work, none of
that maintenance shit. When you're in the house, everything is your responsibility.
The roof, the plumbing, electric pest control, and everything else under the
fucking sun. I ain't got the time nor the money for that shit.
For some reason, it seems like you really didn't care for being married,
or at least the things that came with it. I mean, it was
cool. I just don't see how people do it multiple times. Folks getting
married three or four times? Nigga? Hell no. How embarrassing is it
to have so many failed attempts? Like, at what point do you just
stop? You know we can see you right right after. So many of
the court should just be like, nah my dude, you're done. Man,
there's a free cat. Enjoy yourself for real. You know what.
I don't even need to smoke talking to you. It's cool, Oh aren't
you sweet? M So what about you? You want to get married?
Yeah? I guess maybe one day we'll see why? Why? What?
Why do I want to get married? Yeah? Because I don't want to
be the old single bitch with cats. You look like a cat lady.
Em I hate cats, so that won't even be me. Just thinking about
it makes my throat itch word. But I would like to grow over someone.
You know, it will suck to be alone forever. Doesn't sound like
you've thought too much about being married. Well, I'm sorry, Keith,
I don't have some elaborate answer for you, sir. Nah, it doesn't
have to be elaborate. Just really think about why you want to be married.
If you don't, then when it happens, you want to know what
you want out of it. Hmm. Yeah. I don't mean to scare
you and turn you off the idea, but just want you to be prepared.
It doesn't sound like it. I'm for real. I just want you
to think about it. Oh, I know, I've never had anyone talk
to me about it like this, making me really think about shit. Shit.
I know when I proposed people were oh so happy, congratulations all around
the board. Not one of them. Motherfucker sat me down and told me
anything anything like what shit? Anything? How to prevent it from going to
complete shit, how to keep it spicy and fresh, how to not get
bored with one another? Nothing? Oh yeah, the last few years were
horrible. We had stopped having sex completely. I wouldn't even get horny around
her anymore. Fuck. How long did y'all go without sex? Three fucking
years? Holy shit? What ain't no way I will go that long without
sex. That's that's crazy as hell. You think you won't until you do.
I thought the same thing, crazy thing years. Sex just never came
up ever, never. Nah, it was like it was some sort of
silent agreement. Fuck, why do you think that happened? I don't know,
man, I know, I just got tired of initiating it. I
got tired of being the one sedu center. She really had no clue on
how to turn me on. She never learned shit. Nope. I waited
to see if she was everybody aggressor. Nah. Do you think she was
sleeping around with someone else during that time? I don't know. Probably did
you even care? Nope? That would have made things easier had we got
caught cheat on one another. At least there's a reason you two weren't always
like that though, Right, It had to be something in the beginning that
made you think Mary and her was the thing to do. Yeah, of
course it was fun. We had fun, she was beautiful, everything was
new. Then what happened? Shit, time happened, growth happen, life
happened. We were happy until we weren't. Sometimes I wonder how people are
so sure that this is the person they want to be with for the rest
of their lives, especially if you're in your early twenties. I mean,
you barely know yourself. You barely know about life in your twenties. Man,
you don't even know what to look for in a person. All this
damn pressure to be married, find a career, get a house, et
cetera. I still try to go to Chick fil A on Sundays. How
the hell am I supposed to do all of that? I've deaf pulled up
Chick fil A on a Sunday pissed. Life is hard, ain't it?
And my daughter out here stressing over niggas, and it pains me because I
want to tell her about dating and all of that shit. But I'm just
dad. I'm just an old nigga who don't know nothing. Well, you
are old nigga, Hey what I tell you? You got to let her
learn on her own. Yeah, that sounds good until she pops up pregnant
by a little nigga who still puts his middle finger up in pictures. That's
a note for me. You're stupid, I know, but I just I
really wish you just listened to me. But she doesn't she'll come around,
hopefully. Do you want to be in another relationship? I don't know.
I think about it sometimes, but then my underarms start to itch. I
started sweating, my stomach started to hurt. I think I'm allergic. I'm
not about to deal with you tonight at all. Do you want to be
in a relationship you're looking for love? Not at all? I'm okay.
I'm trying to figure out who Jessica Kelly is as a woman. Once I
do that, I'll be open to it. Smart girl. Have you ever
fucked out here? Nah? Why? I don't know. Never had the
opportunity, I guess. Is this not an opportunity? Shit? Is it?
Yeah? You're not gonna peel me again? Are you? I can
get the towel right now, see that right there? Being an asshole is
the quickest way to make my pussy dry. I wish you took jokes the
same way you took dick. Oh, excuse me, you just don't quit,
do you? That just killed the mood. Opportunity gone, sir?
Oh, never make it up to you. No get away from me.
Oh it's like that. Yep, stand up? Why girls staying your ass
up? Now? What turn around? Bend over and observe the city.
What you about to do? Shut it up? Make me. He lifted
the shirt so that my ass was exposed. He started kissing me from my
inner thighs on up, while running his fingers up the back of my legs.
He gave me chills. He then parted my legs a little bit and
started eating my pussy from behind. The city was so silent I was scared
to moan. His neighbor's patio was open, and the building across the street
had a few lights on. But the fear of someone seeing us gave me
such a rush. He stood up, put a condom on, and slid
inside me. He started to stroke slowly, then lean forward and started talking
to me. Why the fuck you so quiet? Does this not feel good?
Yes? I just don't want to be too loud. We are outside.
What the fuck that means? I don't want to get in trouble?
Trouble my hoops? What if someone sees us? Oh? Okay, let's
see how long that last? Wait? He don't. This is my house.
I make the rulers. Remember this man grabbed the back of my shirt
like it was a fucking saddle and started fucking the dog shit out of me.
I didn't want to give in, so I bent my bottom lip to
keep from screaming, like I'm on it too. Oh it felt so damn
good. Oh oh yeah, I'm not I'm not going I'm not gonna scream
back. He let go the shirt and spit in my ass. He eased
his thumb in and started sucking me faster. With his opposite hand, he
began to smack my ass. I tried so hard not to moan, but
I couldn't help it. He was fucking me like he hated me. I
know my moones and the sounds of him smacking my ass I go through the
streets, but I didn't even care about getting caught no more. I let
it all out. Oh my god, that feel good. Yes, I
can't fucking hear you, I said, do that shit feel good? I
thought? So. He was fucking me so good. I'm sure we woke
people up. I'm sure we had some purpose just listening to us. For
fucket, How did he know what I like sexually? When I didn't even
know what I liked? How was he turning me on like this? I
lost it. I came so hard that my knees started to buckle. Oh
no, Na, nah, you're not getting away from me that easy.
Stain your ass up. I can't stain your ass up. I tightened my
fusta on his deck to help him out. I needed to be done,
dick to mo. He was trying to have me sprung. Oh oh shit,
damn girl, Oh my god, Hey God, didn't have nothing to
do with that. That was all you look unless you want me to move
in this bitch, stop sucking me like that. Okay, Damn, I
can't dick you down like that. No, not back to back, nigga,
spread it out. I didn't know my bad, but let's head to
the room. Though. I think you woke some people up. Oh now
you want to run trifling? How are you gonna cook for me? Make
me squirt, suck my pussy on the patio, and have good conversation.
You better hope I don't tie your ass to the bed like that white lady
in misery. Hey, hey, a a hill, do not do all
of that. I got it now, I'll dial it back. Yeah,
spread it out. Give me some mediocre dick here and there. I won't
be mad. You need balance? Balance the fuck? Is that all right?
I warned you. Now I know how women be falling in love over
dick. I thought it was a mess. I got it. I got
it. Now I need some sleep. My pussy needs a nap. Oh
so you're not gonna leave like last time? Huh? I know you didn't
have a busy dead ahead of you. You just didn't want to sleep over.
Oh that that. You can just tell me you don't want to sleep
over. I won't get mad. I wouldn't care if you did bullshit?
Then while you lie, Hey, don't call me out. Just let me
live my life. I'm gonna let you live. But are you staying or
not? Because I'm not getting my ass up out of bed in the middle
of the night to walk your ass out. Oh so do you ever just
ask for what you want? I see what you did there, cute?
You must want me to stay. Nah, I just want some sleep.
But it would be nice to make you breakfast. Oh shit, that's all
you had to say, leave with the food next time. But you really
are greedy? Are you judging? Are you judging all? Not at all?
Good? We lay there in bed in the dark, just talking about
random shit until we fell asleep. Never once did either of us look at
our phones, no distractions. It was like his house was some sort of
escape from the outside world. Smelling good, sir, Oh hey, hey,
hey, good morning, Good morning, as promised, breakfast, but
there are tooth brushes in the top drawer in the bathroom. Up, don't
ruin my image of you with this bad breath. Oh so you don't like
crusty eyes and bad bru The crusty eyes I can deal with. It's the
green fumes coming from your mouth. Have a problem with you. They left
my friend and go tend to that. I just want you to know that
you got me fucked up. Hey, hey, you said enough. He
talks so much shit, but I loved it. Why because guys don't talk
to me like this. They'd be too scared to joke with me. He
kept it fun. His old ass was cooking me breakfast and sweatpants, no
underwear, so you know, as Dick was hanging no shirt on body looking
good, his sweats were hanging low enough for you to see that little beeline.
Love of shit. I had to suck them off for something. Had
to show my appreciation. You happy now fresh bruh, Come here, let
me see yep, I'm happy. Now we good? That shit was brutal.
Shut up? Why do old people wake up so damn early? Did
you get some sleep early? Nigga is eleven thirty? And yeah, I
got some sleep? Oh is it eleven thirty? Eleven? Yes, eleven
thirty? Shit, my coulds he needed the rest? I bet it did
anyway. What you're making? Shit? Nothing special? Scrambled eggs with cheese
and spinach, chicken sauceage, raising toast. Mmm, sounds good, it's
actually done. Ready to eat? Yeah, in a minute. I can't
eat right when I wake up me either, But since I've been up for
a minute, I'm about to eat. Wait, come here, what you
want me woman? This? Oh? Yeah, yep, don't wake him
up if you're not gonna do nothing with him. Oh, I'm gonna do
something with him. I pushed him out onto the patio. Oh you bold
today? Huh? Yep, you scared girl. Who you think you talking
to? Show me something? Okay, yeah, I'm here for all of
this. I pulled his dick out and started sucking it, just like he
instructed me last night, slowly in and out, licking the shaft of his
dick while rubbing the head dick's are ugly, but his was nice. He
had a handsome dick. I didn't care if anyone saw us. I was
putting on the show. I took it all in and bit the base of
his dick. He grabbed the back of my head. I eased it out
my mouth slowly while biting it a few more times. Oh shit, girl,
you really listened to a nigga last night. This shit feels good.
Shut up boy. I wanted him to come in my mouth. I wanted
to taste him. I grabbed it with both pants like Superhead did in that
porner with mister Marcus. I wanted to see if I could actually do it.
Yep. His ass started squirming and shit, big ass ego booster,
so I kept it up. Girls, stop, I'm about to come,
I said. Oh shit, he exploded. I took it all though.
I pride myself on my note gag reflexes. You could tell he ain't healthy,
and I'm glad for it. He helped me up and kissed me.
Something about a man kissing you after you swallow his nut is so fucking sexy.
Shit fuck sucked the soul out of my neck. Problem. Hell nah,
I ain't need my soul today anyway, I didn't think. So now
let's eat. I worked up an appetite. I bet good work. You
learn fast. You're a good teacher. I know. Now I'm really starving.
I'm about to smash oo meat. Who So what you want to drink?
You want orange juice or water? Oh? I got some almonmelk too.
Oh the hell drinks water with their breakfast? What's up a old nigga?
Shit is that? Hey? I was just giving you options. Boy
that orange juice before I leave you? Funny? Nah, you the funny
one. We ate, washed dishes and sat on the patio. The view
was so nice. It felt good knowing that no one knew where I was.
I was eating good and being fucked like a queen. So what you
got going on today? Nothing? Really got to help my mom with something
around for so after that? Nothing? Probably kicking it with my girl Stephanie.
You nothing, and I'm relaxing today, that's what's up? So?
Uh have you told anyone about us? Yeah? My best friend just in
case you were a killer, needed someone to know who you were really a
killer? Yeah? Old man swooning young women at the bar then locking them
in the basement. Man, if you don't shut the hell up, I
don't even have a basement, just saying never can be too careful. Yeah,
okay what I watched a lot of law in order spu anything is possible.
What about you, though? Have you told anyone? Yeah? I
got Chris in Atlanta had to tell somebody that shit was too good. You
know I'll do it. I can't. Oh, man, here you go.
What I like my ego stroke too? Let me get mine? You
got it? So you don't feel a way about my age? Do you
not? If you're gonna be fucking me like that? Nah, I'm for
real. I mean no, I don't know. I haven't really thought about
it too much me either, But I know people will flip the fuck out
if they found out I was dating a twenty one year old. Well,
we don't have to date. Then we can go out on dates, but
we don't need to make this a thing. This right here is nice.
You sure? I don't want you to think I'm high on you or nothing.
Yeah, I'm a big girl, I tell you. Otherwise, this
is fun. I'm enjoying myself. Cool. What made you ask that?
This morning? I woke up and just had to stop myself from staring at
you while you were asleep, So beautiful, even with the crust in my
eyes, Even with the crust in your eyes. I was just looking at
you thinking about how much life you have ahead of you. I'm excited to
see what you make out of life. Oh key nah for real. When
I was twenty one, I was dating my ex and I can never go
back and redo that. Can't get that time back. Do you feel like
you really live fifty to fifty? Some shit I didn't do because of her
opportunities. I couldn't take it is what it is, though, I ain't
no reset, but not at all. That's why you gotta be careful with
who you spend your time with. You don't get that shit back. Be
careful who you spend your time with. Man, you don't want to wake
up at thirty wishing you were twenty one, so don't waste your time at
twenty one thinking you're thirty. Be young, please, it's okay. You
never hear people telling young people to be young. I will be fucking young.
So many young people doing old people shit. Do that when you're older.
I really appreciate this advice you're giving me. It's pivotal right now as
I find myself. You're welcome. Well, I need to hand home and
prepare for my day. I need a bath, go on and soak that
little pussy. Why my pussy gott to be little? I'm playing, I'm
playing. Well, I won't hold you up. I went to his badroom
and got dressed. I really didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay
there with them for a few more hours. In this short time, I
grew accustomed to him being around. As I finished time my shoes, I
looked up to see him at myering me. I blushed, and he walked
over and sat next to me on the bed. There you go again with
that look. I'm sorry, I can't help it. I really don't want
you to leave, but I know you got shit to do. I know
right, I want to stay as well, but life calls. Just want
you to know you have an open invitation to come up with whenever you want.
Do I yeah, you do so whenever you want to see me or
just get away hit me up. Well, thank you, sir. I
appreciate it. I hate to admit it, but you're growing on me.
Likewise, Well, I should get going if I sit here any longer,
I might not get up. Yeah, I can't have that. Thank you
for a great time, Keith, for real, I mean it. You're
welcome remember anytime open invitation got it hy davy girl bikey. Me and Keith
started kicking it heavy. I would come home from school every other weekend to
see him, and we didn't always have sex either. I would bring my
schoolwork to his house and he would let me study while he worked in the
studio. We toyed with the idea of titles. But I just wasn't ready
to commit to someone. His age. Doesn't mean that I didn't enjoy being
with them, didn't mean I didn't have feelings for him. I wasn't seeing
anyone else. We just had an understanding. Although he brought it up here
and there. Did you enjoy the food? Ooh yes, I'm stuffed.
How did you even hear about this place? Through a friend? They spoke
highly of it, so I said, why not? I know you love
food, so I knew you, of all people, will be done to
try it. Well. I appreciate you for thinking to me. You know
my heart and my stomach. I think about you a lot. Actually,
do you now? Yeah? I do, probably a little bit too much.
I don't think that's possible. I mean, I am kind of dope,
so I understand you are as much as I hate to admit it,
you are that, but you aren't too bad yourself, sir. Oh,
well, thank you, you're welcome. But hey, I kind of want
to tell you something. Oh yeah, what's that? And don't flip out
or nothing. I know how you like to be extra boy, spill it,
okay. I love you, Jessica. Oh. I don't want you
to switch up or nothing, but I do love you. I've been feeling
this way for a while now. Just wanted you to know, well,
I love you too, Keith. Yeah, but you mean yeah, yeah,
food. We've been kicking it for a year and some change. What's
not to love? You? Treat me like a queen? What that said?
Have you changed your mind about being with an older man, Keith?
We've talked about it. No, I know, I know, just seeing
where your head is. That that's all. You know how I feel about
you? You know, I don't want to be with anyone else. Say
let's say, let's I get it. I won't press it anymore. I
just wanted you to know that I love you. We're good, Yeah,
we're good. But is you good? Yeah? I'm good, I promise.
I can't believe your boat ass was nervous to tell me you love me.
That's hard to believe. Well, shit, you're only the second woman
I've ever told that too, And it's not like we're in a relationship with
titles. I was scared of saying something will run you off. Give me
a break, nigga. Well you're the first man I've ever told that too.
So oh, now I feel special as you should. Now let's go
so I can fuck you before we go. I have something else to tell
you. Well, ask you? Okay, what's up? I wanted to
know if you would take a key to my place? What really? I
mean, you're always there anyway, I figure, why not, Keith?
Are you sure me not wanting to have titles doesn't bother you? Not having
a title doesn't bother me as much as you think. So I'm sure I
know you're not going nowhere? Why is this too much shit? I know?
No, no, no, no, no, no, it's not
too much. I've just never have the key to someone's place before. You
don't have to take it if you don't want to. You don't have to
take it. There's no pressure. Oh, I'll take it. I just
wasn't expecting you to give me a key. All right, So you're cool.
I just hit you with a lot. I'm cool. But is there
anything else you want to tell me before we leave? Let it all out
now now, I'm good. I'm done. You sure? I mean you're
on a road tonight. Don't let me stop you there you go, be
an extra promise. That's it. Ain there, good, and don't feel
away about none of this. Just take it as I like having you around.
Oh I don't feel away. I know you mean well, Keith.
And this isn't me trying to lure you into a relationship either. See I
wasn't even thinking that, but now I am. I'm just laying with you.
Now let's go. I want to fuck you now, sir? Oh
yeah, yeah, got me feeling out mushy and shit, let's go.
Oh shit, I like it when you're aggressive. That night we made love.
But the first time in my life I was fucking the man that I
loved and that I knew without a doubt loved me back. No, we
didn't have a title in our situation, but it didn't make the love any
less authentic. It had been a long and stressful week and I just needed
to get away. I walked in to find keeps sending on the patio with
this look of concern on his face. Hey sir, Oh shit, Hey
baby girl, I ain't even hear you come in. What you're doing here?
Though? I wasn't expecting to see you this weekend? I know I
missed you, an I had a long, gass week. Oh. I
just needed to get away. We ain't nothing wrong with that. What's that
with you? Though? Everything? Okay? Yeah, yeah, everything is
cool. Just relaxing. Really, that's what's up. I knew he was
lying, but I didn't want to press the issue. When you know someone,
you can just tell something is up. Something was different about her?
Yo. Do you have a passport? No? I keep saying that I'm
gonna get one, but I never do. Why you ask? Let's go
down and get one tomorrow? Oh? Okay, wow? What's up?
I think I want to hit up a few places, and you're my designated
travel buddy. Now you know I can't afford that right now? Okay,
since when have you ever had to pay for anything? Chill? I got
you. Oh shit, wh where are we going? I think I want
to see the Eiffel Tower. Oh shit, Paris really don't play with me?
And yeah Paris? Well shit, when we going? Because I'm ready
now, I bet you are soon soon I'll let you know, but first
we got to get you a passport. Bet I'm glad I just popped up.
I need to pop up more often if this will prompt trips to Paris.
You are the most extra person I've ever met. I'm not I'm just
saying I hear you. There's some other places I've never been that I like
to go, too, Like where don't laugh? But Atlanta is one.
Boy? You ain't never been to Atlanta? Nope, what the hell?
I've never been to Atlanta? New York, California? Shit, nowhere?
Really? Kid? You tripping? I know? I know. I wanted
to go years ago, but never had the money. Then when I got
the money, I had nobody to go with. Now I got you.
Well, time is of the essence, Isn't that what they say? Who
the hell is day? Because I've never heard anyone say that in my life.
Here you go, ruining the damn moment, just going along with the
next time. Damn kid, I need to work on that. My bad,
My bad. You would think one would get better, clearly, not
your ass, clearly, but for real. There are things I want to
do that I need to stop putting off. You're motivating me to get shit
done. Ain't that my job? It is? And you do it well?
Thank you, baby girl. You're welcome. Well. When we go
to La, we have to hit a Rosco. Oh, and we gotta
go to a little five in Atlanta, we had a c limbstone mountain.
Oh, I need to go shopping in n Why man, I can't wait.
After that conversation, we traveled. Every break I had from school,
started with spending a week in Atlanta, then La, New York, and
eventually Paris to see the Eiffel Tower. It was beautiful. I graduated from
college spring of twenty thirteen. Once I moved back home, though, things
started to change. That's when I met Dominic. I was very apprehensive about
giving him any play because of Keith. We weren't together, but out of
respect for him, I didn't deal with any other guys. But I had
graduated from school, I had a job and felt the only thing that was
missing in my life was a man who was mine, a man that I
could possibly build with, a man I could go out in public with and
not receive nasty looks. Dominic caught me slipping and won me over. I
was scared to tell Keith about it, so I kept making excuses. Every
time he tried to see me. I couldn't face him. Hello, Hey,
baby girl, what's up? Hey Keith? How you being. I
haven't heard from you in a couple of weeks. Everything okay, Yeah,
I'm sorry. Just been crazy busy trying to keep up with these deadlines at
work. They are killing me porting ting how do you like the job?
But justin will it's great, and yeah, I'm adjusting. They're just working
me to death. Well nothing comes overnight, so just keep going that and
I'm sure to pay off. Hey, can I call you back? I'm
kind of busy right now. Oh well yeah, call me tomorrow or something.
Okay, I will Bye bye. Told you I was That was the
first time I had ever lied to Keith, and it got more and more
frequent. I would pop up every now and then just to show my face,
but we never did anything. I have feelings for Dominic. We have
started to build something real, And that's when I knew I had to tell
Keith. I still had to keep to his apartment, so I decided to
finally tell him and deal with whatever backlash I had. Come in. Well,
I'll be look you here, Look what the cat don drug in?
Hey sir, what are you up to? Nothing important? So to what
do I owe this pleasant surprise? Oh? Wait, you must be home.
No, I actually just wanted to see your face. It's been a
while, I agree. Will come in, Come in, Come in,
sit down. Are you losing weight? Yeah? I got sick a couple
of weeks ago, but I've been juiced since then, trying to keep it
sexy and healthy. You know. So, how's everything going. How's a
job? The job's going great. I love it. They're busting my ass,
but it's okay. I have to prove myself. I know that it's
all a part of the come up right right. Your time is coming.
Don't worry about it. Just keep busting the ass. What's been up with
you though? Any new projects you've been working on? Actually, yeah,
just get back from New York helping this company with audio for a few shows
they're doing. Oh man, yeah, dope, shit, Keith I know
you love that. Hell, yeah, I'm excited. I bet Hey.
Are you okay? You seem a little off? What's on your mind?
Talk to me, Keith. I have something I need to tell you.
Okay, I got somethime. I need to tell you too, but you
go first, okay, Keith. Yeah, I met a guy. We've
been talking for a few months, and I'm starting to develop feelings for him.
Oh oh damn. Please please don't be mad at me. I wanted
to tell you sooner, but I was scared. I'm not mad. I'm
not mad at all. I knew this day will come. I've been trying
to prepare for it. Honestly, I'm actually shocked to last it as long
as it did. Keith, I'm so sorry. It's okay, baby girl,
don't be sorry. We had a good run, right, a very
good run. This hurts me so bad because I love you. I love
you so much, and I feel like I feel like I'm betrayed. Come
here, Come here, come here. It's okay. I love you too,
a baby girl. Don't cry, don't cry. I understand. Why
couldn't you just be younger? I want to be with you. I want
you Keith, I want to be with you. Hey, hey, hey,
life doesn't work like that, baby girl. I wish I was your
age all the time. Why do we keep it going so long? Knowing
it would come to this? I asked myself that every fucking day. I
also asked how the hell did I allow myself to fall in love with the
twenty one year old that I met at the bar? Because I'm cute,
because you're beautiful. You sure you're not mad at me? You're handling this
better than I expected. Hey, how could I be mad? You've given
me the best three years a man could have asked for. That's why I
heard so bad. I kind of figured you with dating somebody, though.
Really? How because I got distant? Yeah, that and the conversation changed.
You stopped coming over as often, you stopped having sex with me.
I knew it was almost over once the sex stop. I was just waiting
on you to tell me I'm sorry. I handled this all wrong. I
feel like I've hurt you and I let you down. Now, you didn't
let me down. You live, and you learn right. I won't hold
that against you. Hell, if I were you, I can't say that
I would have handled the situation any differently. This sucks so bad. I
agree, I agree, But how do you break up with somebody you are
in a relationship with. Sounds like the title of a Drake song. It
does. But we had fun though, a lot of fun. Keith.
Yeah, You're the best thing that ever happened to me, baby girl.
Thank you, No, let me finish. You've exposed me to so much.
You taught me so much, not just about sex, but about love
and loving myself and life and everything. I can't imagine my life without you.
What's crazy is you've taught me so much as well. I felt like
I found myself with you. But like I've known you most of my life.
Really, I kind of feel like i've known you most of my life
too. But hey, hey, hey, let's stop talking like we won't
see each other again. I'll be here, We'll still be friends. I
know. I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate you,
and I appreciate it. Hey, you still got that open invitation come over
whenever you want. Okay, do you mind if I just lay here with
you for a while. Stay as long as you like, baby girl,
stays long as you like. So what was it you wanted to tell me,
Oh, I can wait, Let's just let's just lay here and chill.
I lay there on the slab for hours, hurding, not wanting to
leave because I knew it was over. We have been air tight this whole
time, and I broke the seal. I couldn't help but feel guilty.
We want a couple, but I felt like I cheated on my life partner
and finally confessed when it was time for me to leave. I felt like
I was walking out on everything we built. Oh man, I did not
plan on falling asleep. What time is it? Almost two am? Fuck?
I have to be in the office by seven tomorrow. Shit, I
have to go. Okay, really start tomorrow. Yeah, big project coming
up. I'm trying to impress them. So yeah, hey, you got
that shit, don't think about it too much, thank you. Oh,
here's your keyback? Whoa? Whoa? What are you giving that to me
for? Keep it? Never know when you might need to get away again.
Are you sure? Absolutely? Just give me a ring ahead of time
so I can get my new thing up out of here first. I'm just
playing, but keep it open invitation, remember, Okay? Cool? Well,
I'll call you this weekend. Okay, I'll be around, don't forget
to call me. Okay, good night, Keth, goodbye, Jessica.
He kissed me on my forehead and I left. My heart dropped as I
walked to my car. If I could go back to that night and do
it all over again, I would have said so much more. I would
have made sure he knew how much I loved him. I would have stayed
just a bit longer. By the time the weekend came, I was so
wrapped up with dominic and work that I never called him. The more time
that went on, the more I felt weird about reaching out to him,
so I didn't. A couple of months I went by. I was on
his side of town after work, so I called. No answer. I
figured, what the hell, Let me pop up on his ass. I
still had the key, so I went to his house. Keith, you
home, Kate, Hm, where is this man at? I started walking
around his place. It was different, no energy, energy, no life
whatsoever. The studio didn't feel the same, The bedroom didn't feel the same.
Y'all felt lifeless. I stood in the kitchen and looked around, just
thinking about everything we have done and talked about in this place. I missed
him, so I called him again. Hello, Jessica, Hey, who
is this? This is Amber Keith's sister. Hey, Amber, is Keith
around? Yeah? Is he not available to talk? I think it's best
that you come up to the hospital. The hospital. What's going on?
Is Keith? Okay? I'll answer your questions once you get here. Okay,
okay, I'm on my way right now. Everything started moving in slow
motion as I raced down there. I don't think I stopped for any light
to stop signs. Once I got to his room, I saw sister sitting
there with big puffy eyes on the bench outside the store. I got scared.
Scared Amber. Hey, I'm just I know who you are. Jessica.
It's nice to finally meet you. This man has been asking have you
called for two weeks straight? Two weeks? What's going on? What's wrong
with Keith? Did you know he had a camia, had a camio,
had a cameo, had a cameo. He's known He's had it for about
two years now, now that I think about it. Right around the time
you two started traveling a lot, time stopped. Everything was so still I
couldn't move my lips to say the words I wanted to say, ask the
questions I wanted to ask. How could I have been so blind? How
could I have been so wrapped up in my own world that I ignored everything
this man laid out in front of me, the travel, the shifting energy,
how he started looking so different. It was all right in front of
me, and I didn't even notice. Jessica, Jessica, are you okay?
Huh? Sorry, I just I know it's a lot, but you're
all he's been asking about. He's been waiting on you to call him since
he got here. Why didn't he call me? I don't know. That
doesn't make any sense, is it? Okay? If I go in and
see him, Yeah, you can go in and see him. But he's
been in and out of sleep all day, so I'm not sure how much
talking you will get out of him. My mind was racing one hundred miles
a minute. I had so many questions for it, but I wanted to
see Keith. I was still thinking that this was some sick joke and he
would be on the other side of the door waiting to say. Surprise,
I walked in and see him hooked up to all kinds of machines. He
looked so frail from all the way he get lost. I instantly started crying.
He didn't look the same. I pulled up a chair next to him
and grabbed his hand. Oh God, keep I put my head on his
hand and started crying harder. What has happened? I just saw this man.
Everything started playing back in my mind. The weight loss, the wanting
to travel. Is this what he had to tell me the night I told
him about dominic? Is this why he took it so well? I couldn't
help but blame myself. Hey, baby girl, he Keith, why didn't
you tell me? Why didn't you call me? I didn't want you to
worry. You had started a new job, got a new little boyfriend.
I couldn't wear you with my health issues. That's what she wanted to tell
me the night I told you I was seeing someone. Yeah, why didn't
you say anything? Too much heartache already, But I was waiting on you
to call me. You never called me. I'm so sorry, Kei.
Oh no, no, no, don't do that. Don't do that.
It's okay. We had a great time, right, Yeah, that's how
all that matters. My sister told me that I should have called you to
let you know I was in here, but I wanted to see if you
a call. She told me, I was crazy, because you are.
You should have called me. I would have been right here by your side.
I am crazy, but I knew you would call. I went to
your place and everything. I had to see you. I haven't been there
in weeks. I need to find someone to take care of it. That's
my baby. What your condo? Yeah? Why not your daughter? Hell
no, she wouldn't appreciate it. How about you take it? What you
would give it to me? Why not? I don't know. But let's
stop talking about this. You're not going anywhere. You're gonna be just fine,
okay, but I want you to have it. I love you,
Keith. I love you too, Papy Cirl and thank you. Thank you
for what for making me happy? For everything? Well, I was just
return in the favor. I hope I didn't raise your standards too high.
He kind of did, but it's cool. They said, I gotta stick
from you paying on me? Know who? They didn't? I stop playing.
I'm super vulnerable right now here here, drink this. Thank you.
I'm gonna let you get some rest. I'll come back to myrow. Have
to work and check on you. Okay, baby girl? Bay we had
fun all right, Yeah, we had a lot of fun. Oh,
i'll see you tomorrow though. We can reminisce then. Okay, okay,
I'll see you tomorrow. I love you. I love you too, baby
girl. I left out the room and tell Amber to call me if anything
happened. I kept my composure until I got my car. I put the
key in the ignition and just started crying. What the fuck was happening?
How was this happening so bad? I felt like a part of me was
dying on the inside the emotions. I was angry at him for not telling
me and allowed me to be Therefore, I was sad because I was losing
one of my best friends. I was hurt because I felt like the universe
was playing a sick joke on me. All of a sudden, his age
was no longer an issue. I just wanted to give him all of me.
Who cares what people think? This man loved me more than any man
ever has. Why couldn't I just be with him? Was I selfish?
Did I take him for granted? That night, I couldn't sleep all the
moments I had with Keith for running through my mind, all the slick ass
comments, all the sex, and all of our talks. I staring at
the ceiling with tears in my eyes. His sister called and told me he
had died. Well, this is it, girl, this is nice as
hell, I know, right. So this is where you were hiding out
at when you weren't answering your phone. Yep, hmmm, I ain't mad
at it, girl. Look at this fucking view. I see where you
were always here exactly. Kind of crazy how all the paperwork and stuff got
finished right when you and Dominicq broke up. Look at God, right,
I can't be mad at him for cheating on me. I was a pretty
shitty girlfriend. Once Keith died. Did you ever tell him about how close
you and Keith were? God? No, just told him he was a
friend. Oh, I died on the inside. Couldn't expect him to go
without sex or intention for too long. So is it going to be hard
for you to live here? Because if so, I can take it and
you can stay at my apartment. Why are you so trifling? Hey,
I'm just saying also trying to cheer you up. Ano. This is super
tough for you. Thank you, Steph. I'm still trying to process all
of this. It's been a couple of months since the funeral, but being
here just reopens everything. You know, I can't imagine what you're going through.
All of this is a bit much, it is, But I'll be
fine. Are you trying to convince yourself you're fine? Or are you really
fine? I don't know. Maybe a little bit of both. That's real.
Well what do you want to get rid of and what do you want
to keep? I don't know if I can get rid of any of it,
Not now, not until I'm ready. Everything reminds me of him.
Okay, I hear you. What's back there? The studio in bedroom?
Oh shit, he got a legit studio on here. I'm about to drop
a mixed tap. Bitch, it's over. I can't believe it. The
microphone, the phone I can get beats from the dude that's been in my
inbox. Crazy, what I'm I call it? Bitch? Better have my
money Volume seven? Nah? No, no, no, what about the
other six values? Damn? This was the first time I've been in his
bedroom since it's passing. I went to his closet and looked at its close.
I saw the big shirt that I wore on our second night together.
He said it was special and Captain hung up. I grabbed and hugged it
while sitting on the bed. It's still smelled like his cologne. I looked
around and started every plane, everything in my head, all of our memories
together. I opened the top drawer. If it's nice, then documents an
old mail boring I closed it. I opened the sex shoor, which was
almost full due to all the toys we went and bought. There was a
novelope on top of everything, addressed to me. I stared at it for
a second before grabbing it. What's that It's a letter from Keith? You
think I don't know? Well, what are you waiting for? Open it?
I opened the envelope and started to read the letter. Hey girl,
if you're reading this, then I'm gone. I know you've been probably trying
to make sense of everything, trying to piece it all together. I first
want to say that I'm sorry for not telling you about my condition sooner.
The day I asked about you having a passport is when I got the news.
My health was on up and up until right before you told me about
your boyfriend. I had started getting sick more and losing weight, which I
blamed on juicing and exercising when you asked. I want you to know that
I love you and I never intended to hurt you. I just didn't want
to weigh you down with my health issues. I hope you accept my place
as a peace offering. All of the memories we have here are yours to
keep. Under one condition, don't waste your time on anything or anyone.
I want you to live your life how you want to, with whoever you
want to be free, because one day it'll all be over. You made
me so happy in such a short period of time that I'm almost upset that
I can't offer you more. I love your baby, girl, and I
mean that. I'll be looking down on you to make sure you stay on
track. But I'll also be looking down on you when you shower, because
I'm a purv until we meet again. Hech so, keith you good?
You may mint it. No, I'm gonna sit right here. You don't
have to hold it in, Jess. You don't have to pretend to be
okay. Now. I know you loved him. I missed him so much.
Stephanie, I know I'm here, girl. I cried on her shoulders
for what seemed like forever. I stayed the rest of the weekend in his
bed, crying and sleeping. Stephanie stayed at the place with me to make
sure I was okay. I wasn't okay. That was the reason I stopped
dating. I didn't want to get close to anyone. I didn't want to
have sex with anyone until I read his letter again sometime later. Don't waste
your time on anyone or anything. I want you to live your life how
you want and with whoever you want. Be free, because one day it'll
all be over. So I work hard, I do what I want,
I do who I want when I want, and nothing will make me question
myself as a woman. I lost someone who didn't enjoy life unto his forties.
We think happiness is promised and guaranteed. We think love works like it
does in the movies, and I know it doesn't. I've seen what it
did to him, and I'm about to never let it happen to me.
Previously on Black Widow, So I got a question. Now you ain't got
to answer if you don't want to. What's up. The cops just busted.
You're giving me head Okay, you just let me finger you in this
restaurant, and you told me about this airplane. I want to know when
you get this free? Like, who opens your nose up to this?
No man has ever asked me this. You sure you want to know this?
Look at my face, don't I look in tree? Nah? You
look ugly? Man? Nah? Really I want to know. But if
you don't want to open up and tell me, I completely understand. No,
I don't mind. For some strange reason, I trust you. It
could be my charm, It could be this wine. Yeah, whatever.
I just really want to know, though. Well, you really trying me
tonight, mister. Hey, I'm Keith. My name is Jessica. Nice
to meet you, Jessica. Do you mind me asking how old you are?
I know women are pretty worried about that. I never understood it either,
but I'm twenty one. Oh man, what you're about to say that
I'm a baby. Well I wasn't, but now that you mention it,
yes, you are a baby. I just have a daughter who's eighteen,
and here I am flirting with a twenty one year old. Damn father?
Talk how old are you I'm forty four. I'll be forty five in September.
Wow. I wouldn't have guessed that you don't look forty five. Are
you feeling lucky? Shit? Should have I think you should. Are you
feeling lucky? If you intend on teaching me something new, then yeah,
I could teach you a few things. Well, where do I sign up?
Just say a word. I feel like we've talked enough. I agree,
So what's next? Can you tell me you want to get out of
here? Hell? Yeah, you got me curious now. If anything isn't
to your liking, just tell me if I'm too rough or too nat The
safe word is watermelon. Safe word yes. If I do something you don't
like, say that word cool. Yeah, I guess, so keep the
toy and click. Guys usually fucked me fast, but he stroked me slow
while smacking my ass. He went slow, as if he wanted to make
sure I felt all of him, or so that he felt all of me,
grabbing my hair with one hand and smacking my ass with the other.
He was right. The music allowed me to go to another place. I
was present, but not really. I was there enjoying him, but it
felt more therapeutic than anything. He flipped me over to where my ass was
propped up on the arm of the couch. He bent my legs back and
started fucking me hard and fast. He told me to rub my click and
once I did that, I spaced all the way out. All I heard
was the baseline of the music. Then a few strokes later, the unexpected
happened. I squirted it. Oh shit, somebody likes this. Oh my
gosh, if I hit the high ship, I'm sorry. It's okay.
What you're sorry for. I've never scored it before. I didn't even know
I could do that. It's okay, Jessica. Really, I need to
go to the bathroom. I hate to admit it, but you're growing on
me. Likewise, well I should get going. If I sit here any
longer, I might not get up. Yeah, I can't have that.
Thank you for a great time, Keith, for real. I mean it.
You're welcome remember anytime? Open invitation? Got it? I larey girl
by Keith. Hey, are you okay? You seem a little off.
What's on your mind? Talk to me, Keith? I have something I
need to tell you. Okay, I got something I need to tell you.
Too, but you go first, Okay, Keith. Yeah, I
met a guy. We've been talking for a few months, and I'm starting
to develop feelings for him. Oh damn, please please don't be mad at
me. I wanted to tell you sooner, but I was scared. I'm
not mad. I'm not mad at all. I knew this day would come.
Amber. Hey, I'm just I know who you are, Jessica.
It's nice to finally meet you. This man has been asking have you called
for two weeks straight? Two weeks? What's going on? What's wrong with
Keith? Did you know he had? They said I got sick from you
paying on me? Know who? They didn't. I stopped playing. I'm
super vulnerable right now here here, drink this. Thank you. I'm gonna
let you get some rest. I'll come back tomorrow after work and check on
you. Okay, baby girl. But hey, we had fun, all
right, Yeah, we had a lot of fun. I'll see you tomorrow
though. We can reminisce thing. Okay, okay, I'll see you tomorrow.
I love you. I love you too, baby girl. I'll staring
at the ceiling with tears in my eyes. His sister called and told me
he had died. Well, I say, God, damn what. I
didn't expect it to be so intense. That was a lot. Yeah,
I know, but you asked. You're right, but you you're cools?
All right? Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry for anleashing all of that on
you. I'm sure that's not what you expected. Nah, it ain't,
but it's cool. I learned a lot about you in just a little time.
I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick and freshen up. No problem,
I'll pay for the bill so we can leave, okay, br B.
I had to go to the bathroom and let out my thug tears.
I couldn't let him see me cry. Talking about Keith still brought up emotions
for obvious reasons. I still miss him. Should I have told him that
story? Probably not, But he asked. I used the rest from a
game my composure before going back out. All right, we set to go.
You're really yeah, I'm ready. What's next? This is a lounge
on the other side of town. It's pretty dope. You want to check
it out? Sure, I'm game. This is your city, and seither
that or back to the hotel to sleep. I'm tired. Cool, I
won't keep you out too late because we do have an early morning. Oh
fuck, I forgot about that training session. Oh yeah, that bitch can
get pretty boring. We can check this lounge out for a little hot minute,
then I'll take you back so you can get your beauty rests. Okay,
I'm down for that. Let's go. So I told you that long
emotional love story. What about you? What about me? Is there anything
you experienced while dealing with someone that kind of alsterered how you view relationship?
Oh? Hell yeah, Well let's hear it. Okay, all right,
you can start. Man, my bad man, I get a little mad
when I think about it. Had to calm myself down. Woofs, I
really quick. Well damn now, I really want to hear it. It
was my most recent ex that was the most exhausting relationship slash situationship I've ever
been in. Well I'm listening. Me and this girl man at the party
and we exchanged social media like everybody else, ended up as fuck friends for
a while. Sounds typical. Social media is probably the center of a lot
of relationships. Yeah, but this shit is a trick, a trick,
you know what I mean? When people aren't what they seem online. Oh
yeah, niggas lie every day. I mean she was fucking nuts, are
Yeah, you will never know how crazy someone is be a social media Hell
no, you won't. All these updates on Instagram and they ain't came out
with a crazy detector yet, these motherfuckers slipping you big matter about that or
not super mad about this shit man? But anyway, she was so fine
that she kind of thought it was cute until he was waistep in that shit.
So what happened exactly? Fuck buddies turned lovers? You're not really answering
the question exactly that. I mean, we dated for a few months.
We had sex every chance we got. I heard crazy people got the best
sex. You month of fucking right, we had each other with. We
got too comfortable though, and stopped wearing condos, and she got pregnant.
Oh shit, Oh shit, is right. So after seven or eight months
of dating, she gets pregnant. So we try to do the right thing.
Neither one of you thought about abortion, because of course I did,
but she wasn't having it. And since women had a final say so we
didn't have one. I didn't want to force it on her because I ain't
want her, thinking I ain't care about her, and at the time I
really did. Okay, so nine months of dating, come on, she
gets pregnant then what? So we attempted to live with one another. My
lease was up, she was roommates with someone else, so we said,
fuck it, why not? It just made sense financially, save money,
prepare for the baby. Prego pussy is the best I heard. Now you
following me, I thought it was about to be a lady situation. How
did you feel about her having your kid though? I mean, it wasn't
ideal to have a baby out a well, especially with a woman you hadn't
known for a full year. But life happens and you deal with it.
That's true. Every month she got crazy and crazy. I don't know if
it was because of the baby or the hormones, or if it's because we
were living together. I'm gonna go with d all of the above. She
couldn't hide her crazy from you anymore. You can go, man. She
started tripping about my friends, about me going out. Then she started going
through my phone. I thought maybe I was doing something wrong, or maybe
I was going out too much, or maybe I was being too friendly with
women on social media. Was that it? Nope, man, she started
questioning women at my job. One day, I came home for work and
she was crying. I thought something was wrong with the baby, and I'm
like, what the fuck is going on? I'm trying to figure this shit
out. She says she was jealous of a woman at my job seeing me
more than her. What the fuck? Man? I was pissed. I
felt like I was being punked. Where the fuck is asking that? I
bet you did, man, shut up? Okay, okay, my bad.
Anyway, it gets worse and worse. I was fed up, so
I left. I went to stay with one of my homeboys for a few
days to cool off. While I was gone, she had a miscarriage.
Oh shit, I'm sorry, justin It's okay, man, shit happens.
How far along was she? Four months? Damn that sucks. Man.
Losing the baby wasn't even the worst part. The worst part of all this
is I think she did it to get me to come back home. She
didn't know I was only leaving for a few days. Oh yeah. When
I left, I made a grand exit. I'm sinking this shit. Fuck
this shit packed a big ass bag, slammed the door peeled off stars,
why are you so extra? Just in my blood? And I blocked her
on everything. She couldn't get contact with me via nothing. Why would you
do that? No one? She was pregnant because I had to make a
point, and that point was that I was tired of her shit so much
I would leave her as gotcha anyway. So a couple of days later,
her mom calls me, telling me that she's having complications. I rushed to
the hospital found out that, in fact, she lost the baby. Shit
justin I'm so sorry. I was cool, but when I got there,
she seemed to look different. What do you mean by different? Her eyes
were just different. She seemed super calm, blink looked on her face.
Seemed like losing the baby took her to another place mentally. Losing a child
can do that to you, man. That she went from annoyingly crazy to
crazy crazy. So you went back home after that, right? Yeah,
I'm not that big of now, So I had to try to take care
of her as much as I could. Well that's mature of you. Yeah.
I was fucked up for a minute over losing what I thought was gonna
be my first born, mainly because I honestly didn't know what happened. I
bet you were messed up. What did the doctor say? They said something
about her stress levels being too high? And what do you think? Truthfully,
I think she did something. I always felt like it was her fault.
I couldn't trust her anymore after that, damn. And you can't split
up with someone right after they lose your baby. I would have really looked
like a dickhead. So I just stuck in a relationship again. Boy,
you can't win for losing, can Yeah? Nah? She was cool at
first and then and then she started going crazy crazy. I guess she didn't
just start going crazy. What were you doing to her? Man? I
was just going to work and coming home. I wasn't even on social media
like that. I was just being me. Niggas be lnet where the guy?
One night I went out with the guys bowling all guys. Mind you,
When we was leaving my boy spots in the parking line, the shit
was off. It wasn't like she was in the area. It was twenty
minutes away from her house. So what did you do? Before I could
do anything? She pulled off like Snoop did on Jody and Baby boy when
he thought he got shot in front of the house. Now, my baby,
Jody. Man. The whole time I'm driving home, I'm wondering,
what the fuck? How can she explain herself? What does she say?
Man? I got home, she was in bed, head wrapped in everything.
Now you just making shit up? Man? I kid you not.
I wish I was making this shit up. What did you say to her?
I ain't say shit. I just took a share and went to bed.
What can you say? If she was to the point of stalking me?
I didn't even want to argue. She was already on a new level.
There are death levels to being crazy. She was involving like a Pokemon
love. I waited until the lease was up and ended that relationship. Did
she take it well? I thought she did. Man, she got crazy.
She started coming to my job and shit riding by my house. It
was part of the reason I started traveling. Soon as that position open,
I jumped on it. I didn't want to deal with her ass no more.
That was smart. Did it work, though? I think so?
Having seen or heard from her in like a year, I still be looking
over my shoulder and checking behind pushes. I know I won't fuck with no
light skined girl again. I bet you won't. Damn Yo, that was
a lot. Yeah, I'm cool relationships after that, I bet you are.
Hell I would be too after that. Here we are great music,
great food, great vibes. I'm gonna buy you a drink after that story.
Take the edge off. I can tell it took you to a dark
and scary plane. Now you got chuck. I'm just saying whatever, get
your ass up the car. Can we say anywhere? Yeah, let's get
to table right here? Cool? I checked yesterday. The band's supposed to
be pretty good tonight. We will see a right, I'm gonna run to
the bathroom real quick. I'll be right back, all right. The lounge
was pretty nice, good vibes and jazz music. Keithle to love this place.
I listened to a lot more jazz now because of him. So I
was excited to hear the band. The band. I happened to look outside
and was shocked. I got it from my seat and ran outside. Kim,
Hey, wait up, hey Jessica, what a pleasant surprise. I
didn't think I would run into you again. I know, right, what
are you doing here? You're coming to hear the music. I heard the
band was supposed to be pretty good tonight. N I was actually getting ready
to head back to the hotel. It's been a long ass day and a
bitch aster I heard that. Let me buy you a drink first. I
kind of owe you for all the drinks you got me on the plane.
Oh that's sweet, but I'm tired. I'm gonna head out. Okay,
Well, it's good to see you again. Likewise, Stacy, what the
fuck are you doing here? Stacy? No, this is Kim, you
know the woman I told you about from the plane. Wait? Wait what
this the woman you was fingerfucking on the plane? Uh huh I can't believe
this shit. Um, it's something wrong. Yeah, this is my crazy
ex I was telling you about. I'm not crazy, Justin, I warned
your belt calling me crazy? Wait wait wait wait wait wait wait? What
this is your ex? The one you literally just told me about. Yes,
so you still talking about me? Hum? Man, what kind of
messy shit is this? That would mean? Wait? She caught a plane
to Chicago just to catch a plane back exactly. Now you see this bitch
is crazy? Look at your face, Justin? You really thought you were
gonna get rid of me. Wait, so, how did you know I
was gonna be on that flight? Dude? Justsica I act until this dumb
nigga's email and saw your flight information and sitting next to you was just the
Lord blessing me. What the fuck? Wow? Man, why are you
still fucking with me? Bitch? We are done. We're done when I
say we're done with them. Boy, you think you can just quit me?
You really are as dumb as you look. I have never been a
part of some crazy shit like this before this bitch legit hacked his email,
found all of our Google hangout conversations and the email with my flight info.
I pulled down my phone to request the uber and to record this shit.
Why because no one would believe me if I told them this happened. What
the fuck do you want from me? Like, for real, what the
fuck do you want at this point? I just want to have a little
fun. Boom boom. You think you could just move on without me?
Nah? You owe me, You owe us us. There is no uns.
You are fucking crazy. I thought I told you to stop calling me
crazy. You just hacked my shit. Yep, found out her info,
bought two flights and then finger fucked her on the plane. Bitch, that's
crazy. Okay, that was a little crazy, I admit it. As
far as finger fucking, well, that was just random. She's a beautiful
girl, and she turned me on. I was horny. Oh thank you,
Chester, you sucally entertain this shit. Hey, this ain't got shit
to do with me. She complimented me, so I said, thank you.
You keep saying she's crazy. I don't want to be rude and get
on her bad side. I can't believe this shit. Believe it, homeboy.
So what was you gonna do? Take her back to your place?
And fuck, didn't you just have sex last week? Did you at least
wash your sheets? Did you wash your sheets? What the fuck are you
talking about? Oh, so you're still playing dumb boy. I know about
everything, including Ashley. I've been following that too. Man. Where is
the popcorn when you need it? It's getting juicy? You know what.
I should start carrying popcorn for times like this. Thank you Jessica for the
suggestion. No problem, girl, I'm sorry, Jessica. It's okay.
Trust you are not my nigga, so you don't have to Yeah, you
not her nigga. You my nigga, until I'm done with you. You
mad show the fuck out like what is you own? Like? You here?
You did all that for what? This girl was crazy as hell?
But I was so amused that all of it that I didn't blink. I
too wanted to know what she wanted from him? I mean, why was
she here? Did she want to fight him? Shit? Did she want
to fight me? Does she want him back? Why the fuck was she
here? You over here acting so fucking innocent, like you ain't spend all
that damn time playing my games, my games. I was playing my games
with you. I said what I said. Then you got little miss pretty
over here. Believe in all your lives. Run girl, before he got
you thinking of picking fences. Yo, you are bugging the fuck out,
am I does she know that you left me while I was pregnant to go
to another bitch house? Shit, Jessica, do not believe her? Told
everyone that I killed our baby to get you back. I think it's time
for me to leave there. Non, don't go, Jessica. I'm gonna
handle this. You ain't handling nothing, nigga. I'm doing her a service.
Run girl fast. He smoothed his hell. But he ain't shit,
and I cannot believe this shit. I'm going to make your life Hell my
feet couldn't move any faster. Justin and who I thought was kept arguing.
I couldn't figure out what was going on, but whatever it was, I
wanted no parts. I slipped right past them and hopped into my uber.
All of this drama was too much for me, so I switched my flight
to first thing in the morning. I wanted to get the fuck out of
Arizona and fast. This has been the craziest twenty four hours ever. I
got back to the hotel, took a shower, and turned on the TV.
TV. Well, look what the cat done? Drug in? Hey
sir, Hey to what do I owe this pleasant surprise? Oh? Wait,
you must be hungry. No, I am not hungry. Can I
just want to see you? Dang, yeah you can. I just wasn't
expecting to see you to this weekend. I can leave if you want.
No, no, no, no, bring that ass here thoughts. So
mm hmm, shut up and give me a kiss. So what you do
today? You know? My life is my life? Editor? More editor?
How was work the same? Just making sure I execute on these projects?
Can let them see me sweat right, absolutely not. Keep busting the
ass, baby girl, don't be afraid of hard work. I'm not.
That's how I got you, old man. Oh man, look at that?
What a new record? Almost went two minutes without no damn age chokes?
My bad. I couldn't help it. I bet you couldn't. I
thought about you earlier today, though, Oh good thoughts, I hope,
always good thoughts when it comes to you. But I daydreamed about us on
the patio again. Oh yeah, yeah, I missed you. What else
you missed? I miss this? Oh damn? How you at already?
I ain't even did nothing. I'm wet when I step out the elevator.
Sir, it's been like that for a while. Good, you know I
got that effect over you. Don't go and get a big head. You
ain't even all that well. Your pussy tells me otherwise. Don't trust her,
that bitch be lying. She's a little liar. Yeah, I bet
I thought about you earlier too, did you now I did? And what
about ironically sucking your dick on the patio? Oh yeah yeah? Why are
we still sitting on the couch then? Because your hand is on my pussy?
Move so I can get up my bad after you. It's just something
about you in these gray sweatpants. You know I can see it? Did
right? Yeah? I know? Is that a problem? No? I
love seeing you in them looking out good. Well, you know I do
what I can. Shut up, boy, m hm ship mm hmm.
You really did miss me? Oh sh m hm hm. You really trying
to make me? Mm hmm. Oh stop stop stop? Why because I'm
not trying to nuts yet? But why because I want to feel you what
you want to feel? You already know. Turn that ass around. Oh
I'm so happy. We don't use conders no more to sit feels so good?
Are you okaying there? Just a second, I'm gonna get you some
water? All right? Okay? How long do these things take? I
don't know. I'm never taking one man. Why you got the damn door
lock? Oh shit? Oh shit, girl, open this damn door before
I kick it down. You ain't kicking nothing down. Look did you work
the p off first? Shut up? Look? Always talking shit? All
right? All right? What am I looking at? Do you need your
reading glasses the plus on? Oh shit? Are you mad? Mad?
Fuck? No? You just made me the happiest man a lot were about
to have a baby. We sir, I think I'm the only one whose
body is about to blow the fuck up. I can't believe we'd be starting
our own family either. Wait, how do you feel I'm pregnant by the
love of my life? How do you think I feel? I am so
glad we made this official? Me too. I don't know what I was
thinking me neither. This is how I supposed to be though. I love
your baby girl. I love you too, Keith. I think the only
question left to ask is Jessica, where you mad? Finally thought you got
lost or something, But I'm here though mm I already ordered the Hookah and
your damn mimosa. Thank you. I see you started drinking without me,
tacky, look after the night I had. I need this, Okay,
let me live my life. I ain't mad at it. So what's going
on? Has Justin tried to hit you up or anything? I don't know.
I'm blocked his ass on everything. As soon as I got into my
uber won't be hearing from his ass no time soon. I still can't believe
that bitch caught off flight to Chicago just to catch a flight with you back
to Arizona. Why couldn't you just start her shitting Arizona. I thought I
was crazy, but she took it to a whole new level. I don't
even want to talk about it. Let's talk about something else. So you
know, Andre keep hitting my ass up asking about you? Who? How
the Andre? Three? K oh shit? I forgot about him? Why
does that seem like it happened forever ago? Because have short term memory?
Probably, I mean the nigga asked for my name after we fucked. Hey,
when guys do that, clearly I'm w on some host shit. You
want some hohle shit. Stop trying to line and biddle fake friendship exactly,
niggas. What's on your mind? Girl? You're always one thousand miles away.
I have that dream again? Which one about Keith? That's like what
the fourth time? Yeah? Okay, we just keep moving further and further
every time. This time he was getting ready to propose. I don't know
what any of it means. Oh shit, girl, damn, I know.
I'm lokey, jealous, jealous? Why because this man has been gone
for what two years? Yeah, and you're still dreaming about his dick.
I want dick that good I'm not about to sit here and play with you
today. What if one of the guys I'm messing with died, I would
not be having dreams of masturbating like this. Shut the fuck up. I'm
playing kind of just trying to cheer you up. I know it's a lot.
Still, thanks, girl, I got you. I'm just happy to
be home. Your What a fuck? Your dumb ass keep going through my
phone because you're a liar. Who the fuck is this? Girl? I
ain't got an answer to you. It's fucking my face with that dumb ass
shit. You must think he's stupid or something. I'm sick of your shit.
If you're so sick of my shit, then leave. Ain't nobody keeping
you here? Bitch? Oh bitch, nigga, I got your bitch.
The fuck is wrong with you? Nigga? These motherfucker's staring at us,
always on the dumb man man who always leaving man the fuck up? Me
the fuck alone? Why the fuck she just look at you like that,
you fucking her man? Girl? That's Carla? Carla who Keith Starter?
You have got to be kidding me? What the fuck? Her dad always
says she had bad taste of men. I should say something. Have you'all
ever talked? No, we saw each other at the funeral. It was
awkward for obvious reasons. I'm bet you were fucking her dad. Yeah,
damn, I don't know. Maybe y'all should just walk up and make sure
everything's okay. Hell no. If it's one thing you don't do, it's
get in the middle of grownd fuck's business. She got this, Yeah,
I guess. I just feel like Keith would have wanted me to say if
she wanted help, she would ask for it. Shit, something must be
in the water with all this damn male drama. I just feel bad.
Can I get some best sea time? And where the hell is our waitress?
With our drinks in hookah? Stephanie and I enjoyed our hookah date.
That's just what I needed after that crazy ass episode with Justin. But I
couldn't shake the feeling that something was really wrong with Carla and her man.
It's like everybody out here falling for the wrong ones. Well not me.
I'm gonna chill out on niggas for a while because I just can't deal.
In fact, I'm over all this damn drama. Who is it? It's
Carla? Can I come in. Oh ship, what the fuck happened to
your face? It's nothing. I'll be fine. Don't feed me that.
Here, let me get you some ice. It's fine. Really, you
don't look fine? Here, put this on it. Thanks? It was
that? No good ass, nigga? Not now, please, just not
right now. So I see you redecorated. Oh yeah, I had to
looks nice. Do you mind if I look around? Sure? Be my
guest. She started walking through the place, observing the changes I made to
the home that probably should have been hers. I really didn't know what to
say to her. This is the most we have ever talked. I was
pissed she had a black eye, but I wasn't going to bring it up
again until she was ready. Do you mind if I go to the studio
room? No, none at all. Go ahead. She walked into the
studio room, where I had gotten rid of a lot of his equipment,
but kept the couch and the artwork he had. I had the artist paint
an abstract picture of Keith smoking a cigar to hang on the wall. When
she saw it, she broke down. Jessica, I'm missing this so fucking
much. It's okay, it's okay. I miss him too. For a
long time, I hated you a long fucking time. I'm so sorry.
No, don't be. I just couldn't understand why a woman only three years
older than me would date a man my father's age. I just thought you
were after his money money. No, it wasn't like that at all.
I guess I was just jealous. You were the one with a real relationship
with him. I couldn't even talk to him like a normal person, and
hearing him call out for you at the hospital instead of me, like,
I will never get a chance to know him the way you knew him.
Oh, I just never appreciated him the way I should have. I always
thought he was the reason my parents got divorced. I had hoped that someday
they would get back together until you came around. But I met him years
after the divorce. How did you think that that really doesn't matter? Because
I saw that you really loved him, and he really loved you. But
you know how much that hurts, knowing how I'll never get a chance to
fix I understand, No, you don't. My dad did nothing but love
me, and I pushed him away. I never listened to him. I
brushed him off, like, what is this old nigga? Though? What's
crazy is I kind of did the same thing. I used to think my
mom was perfect. She's smart, independent and strong. I kept thinking,
why would they want to leave her? He must want some young dumb bitch.
Hey, now, I'm sorry, but you know that's not what he
wanted at all. He just wanted someone he could connect with. You.
You can't blame yourself for not seeing what you see now. Don't be so
blind. But you described your mother as that's you. But if you don't
believe it, no one else will either. Your dad would have wanted you
to see your greatness. Carla, stop acting like you're anything but that.
Well, damn, baby girl, you're not even gonna try to sugarcoat it
for me. Huh, you said, baby girl? Keith used to say
that all the time. Yeah he did. But hey, do you mind
if I stay here tonight? You can stay here as long as you need
to. I woke up to find out that carl had left. She left
a piece of paper with thank you and her number on the fridge. I
never thought we would talk, let alone bond over a black eye. It's
unfortunate that she still struggles with finding the right men to date, but who
doesn't. I hope she allows me to be a friend. I can't force
it. What a crazy ass weekend from the Andre three K to Kim or
Stacy or whoever the fuck she is, then getting busted by the police and
finally telling Justin about Keith. My mind and emotions are all over the place,
but it's life. Dating can be too damn much. But you have
to be open to the bs just as much as you are open to love.
How else will you learn if you don't take chances. As for the
dreams about Keith, I don't know when or if they'll ever stop. I
guess it's kind of nice because I still get to see it every now and
then. Am I still in love with him? Absolutely? Am I too
emotionally damaged to move on? No? Will it be hard to date again?
Hell yeah, I'm only human, and between you and me, Keith
raised the standards on what to expect from someone. Not every date has to
turn into something more, not every sexual encounter has to turn into love.
I think I might pull out on the one night stands and fucking excess in
the elevator, or maybe I won't I guess you'll have to wait and see