Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 2: You didn't respond, but I know you're extra busy, so
I figured i'd give you a call.
Speaker 1: How nice of you?
Speaker 2: Who all up there, Danielle, Brianna, a few other coworkers.
Speaker 3: Figures I have to pass besides you not got their
early flight to catch in the morning, and I gotta
finish packing.
Speaker 2: Oh okay, Well get it done and go to bed.
Text me to get to the airport in the morning
or when you land.
Speaker 1: Okay, all right, bye bye.
Speaker 3: I finally got done packing around nine point thirty. Maybe
I should go ahead and meet Stephanie at Kilroy's.
Speaker 1: Nah.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Till I pass out.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 1: I know the good old n m's lit up.
Speaker 4: Good evening, beautiful. How are you?
Speaker 1: I'm fine and yes, sir, I'm good. Thanks for asking.
Thanks for the follow too.
Speaker 5: I can always use some new candy on my timeline.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 1: I know? Good? Good? What was okay?
Speaker 4: If I asked you for your number?
Speaker 1: I don't really care for DMN like that you waste
no time. Huh sure my numbers three one seven.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 1: Just answer the question.
Speaker 2: He's fairly north the office, cool guy, really chill, don't
know too many people in the city yet.
Speaker 1: That's why I invited him out with us.
Speaker 3: Okay, inserts devil smiling emo, GI, what are you about
to do?
Speaker 1: Don't worry about that. I was just making sure he
was fair game. He's fair game. Keep me posted of.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Cool enough for me. You seem legit. I guess you cool?
You guess well. I appreciate that, is it?
Speaker 4: Okay?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: He must have been on Stephanie because he called me
like twenty minutes later.
Speaker 1: Hello, Hey, what's up?
Speaker 3: This is as soon as he called me, I got
a text from Stephanie.
Speaker 1: Damn you move fast or word? How you know?
Speaker 3: I don't just go around and give him my number
out to everyone? Mister Andre three K? What do you mean?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 5: You Well, I don't really have any plans. I'm slowly hoping.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: I have to get up pretty early tomorrow. I should
really try and get some rest.
Speaker 1: You could sleep on a plane, huh.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 2: He's pretty cool, jess get you knowing welcome him into
the city.
Speaker 1: Okay, I understand. Well I have a good night. Oh
don't sound so disappointed.
Speaker 5: Well, if I told you I said a tear. Would
you change your mind?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 5: Well, I can always show you more.
Speaker 1: Okay, make sure you text me later.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 5: And spot is pretty cool. I passed by the every day,
but I've never actually been down here.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I don't just randomly meet people off the internet in
the middle of the night.
Speaker 5: Oh so, what made you do it this time?
Speaker 1: Well, you intrigued me. Plus Stephanie put in.
Speaker 5: A good word, remind me to think of her mom.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 6: Well damn, what was that for?
Speaker 1: I just felt like it problem?
Speaker 5: Nah, no problem at all. You sure, I know you
can feel it? Shit, that should be enough indication that
I'm sure.
Speaker 1: Hmmm, yeah, I can feel him. We'll take him out.
Oh that's what you own.
Speaker 5: I mean, if you're scared, boy, what.
Speaker 1: I'm just saying, if you're scared of school, shut your so.
I climbed off of him.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: In my mouth.
Speaker 4: I sick.
Speaker 1: I started off slow, he.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Each time.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Wow. Luckily I had on a dress, so I pulled
it up.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Really, the shit was crazy.
Speaker 3: He slid two fingers into my pussy and finger fucked
me while he sucked on my clip.
Speaker 1: Oh.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I started going.
Speaker 3: Faster to helped him out. I aim to please, and
he wasn't too bad himself.
Speaker 1: I definitely called mine, and he followed right behind me.
Shut yeah.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Thank you for convincing me.
Speaker 5: To come out, No, thank you for coming.
Speaker 3: Oh yes I did. Well, here's my car. It was
a pleasure meeting you.
Speaker 5: Pleasure is all mine. I'm a little embarrassed to ask
you this, But what is your name.
Speaker 1: It's not important.
Speaker 4: Well what am I supposed to call you?
Speaker 1: Nothing? Wait, I'm confused.
Speaker 3: Look, no need to pretend like this needs to go
any further than tonight.
Speaker 1: We both had a good time. Let's leave it at that.
Speaker 4: Well.
Speaker 5: I was kind of hoping we can keep in touch
and maybe you know, if they know each other.
Speaker 3: No, you were hoping that we would keep in touch
just in case you wanted to fuck again.
Speaker 5: No, honestly, you seem cool and I was just hoping
that number I'll call you.
Speaker 6: Oh damn, you have.
Speaker 1: Yourself A good night, miss don dre three K.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I'm sure he was wondering what the hell just happened.
I couldn't help but laugh.
Speaker 3: Between the time I left and made it back home,
he called me twice and text me five times.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Let me get some sleep. I do have an early
flight to catch. Excuse me, I'm sorry, girl, it's okay.
Speaker 7: 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.
Speaker 1: Tell me about it. Hi, I'm Jessica.
Speaker 8: Hey, I'm Kim. Nice to meet you.
Speaker 3: Nice to meet you as well. Here, I guess will
be the only two black people in first class today.
Speaker 8: Oh, I'm used to it. I'm usually the only one.
Speaker 1: Well, now you got a friend to chill with.
Speaker 8: I'm glad because it can get lonely up here.
Speaker 1: I haven't flown first class before.
Speaker 7: This is nice, welcome, and you usually never have to
deal with that.
Speaker 8: Not too many kids up here.
Speaker 1: Oh, thank god, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Ashley.
Speaker 9: 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.
Speaker 1: Seat belts are fashioned correctly.
Speaker 9: Also, your portable electronic devices must be set to airplane
mode until an announcement is made upon arrival.
Speaker 1: Thank you.
Speaker 3: I had no idea this flight was four hours long, sesh.
Speaker 7: It goes by quicker than you think. Do you travel
to Phoenix a lot more than I'd like to?
Speaker 1: Business or pleasure? Honey? My business is pleasure. Oh, I
know that's right.
Speaker 4: Flight attendants please prepare the cabin for take off.
Speaker 9: Ladies and gentlemen, the captain has turned off the fastened
seatbelt side.
Speaker 1: You may now move around the cabin.
Speaker 9: However, we do recommend that you keep your seatbelt fastened
while seated.
Speaker 1: Finally, what are you about to watch? Oh? I love Insecure?
Speaker 8: I just watched the last episode last night.
Speaker 1: Me too. It was so damn good, though, I gotta
watch it again.
Speaker 8: Okay, So are you team Lawrence or teen Lisa?
Speaker 1: What you mean team Lawrence? All day? What? Girl? I
can't believe you?
Speaker 8: Right now, us women need to stick together.
Speaker 1: So I guess you're team Lisa.
Speaker 7: Hell yeah, I'm teen Lisa. She just had a moment
of weakness, that's all.
Speaker 1: So you condone cheating?
Speaker 7: Huh No, it ain't cheating when he's that damn fine shit.
Speaker 1: Wait, so it's only cheating when the one you're cheating
with is ugly? Basically, you know that ain't right.
Speaker 8: Plus, she's stuck around and waited for him to get
his shit together. I think she deserves a pasty.
Speaker 1: How does that work?
Speaker 7: All I'm saying is that if she held down the
fort for that long and supported him, then she should
get a pass.
Speaker 1: You don't really believe that, do you?
Speaker 10: No?
Speaker 8: But did you see how he was fucking Tasha, the
girl from the bank.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 7: That's exactly why my ass ain't been having sex like
that lately.
Speaker 1: I ain't got time.
Speaker 3: Look, I don't have time either, but I keep finding
myself in these what the fuck situations?
Speaker 8: Oh this sounds juicy?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 9: Here, you go, ladies, a list of the food and
burghs just being served on this flight.
Speaker 1: Thank you? Oh damn, I ain't know they had a
full on mini bar up here. Yeah.
Speaker 3: I have definitely been missing out and here I thought
I was bad and bougie, but I'm really just broken
and experienced.
Speaker 1: You are silly.
Speaker 7: You should experience new things. You only live once, right.
Speaker 1: Yeah right, damn.
Speaker 3: There's not many options on here. It's like they purposely
left off all the drinks.
Speaker 1: Black people may.
Speaker 8: Like that, or black people need to expand their liquor palette.
Speaker 1: It's more to life.
Speaker 7: Than Hennessy, Crown Apple and moscato no shade.
Speaker 1: So is that a note to the hen and Coke
asking for a friend? Girl? Okay, well, what are you getting?
Speaker 3: Probably some red wine? I'll get the same. Then I
don't need to be too turned around these white folk.
Speaker 1: Good idea. What are you having?
Speaker 8: I'll have some of your pino noir please, And.
Speaker 1: For you, ma'am I have the same, okay, and ma'am, yes, I.
Speaker 8: Have these drink vouchers. Can I use them for our drinks?
Speaker 1: Yes you may, ah, thank you.
Speaker 8: No problem. Now back to these stories.
Speaker 3: How many more drink vouchers you got? Because the more
drinks I have, the crazier the stories get.
Speaker 8: Oh I got enough? Give me everything.
Speaker 3: Well, this year has probably been the most bizarre for me,
both dating and career wise.
Speaker 1: What do you mean? Here you go? Ladies? Thank thank you,
right on time.
Speaker 3: So it all started with this trifling ass nigga name Josh.
Speaker 1: Who is it?
Speaker 4: Bit?
Speaker 3: Open a door? Why you ain't have the door open?
I told you I was pulling up.
Speaker 1: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Speaker 2: Relax, you send me that message while I was getting
out the shower. My bad for washing my ass and
putting on clothes.
Speaker 1: Oh, my bad. Exactly.
Speaker 2: You need a dick appointment like yesterday. These little hissy
fits of getting out of hand.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 2: All they do is sleep around, go out to eat,
talk about making music, and they're drinking on one another.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 2: Wouldn't be so worrying any to stop curving niggas, go
on a date and get some dick.
Speaker 1: Oh God, here we go. Who are you the pussy pulice,
always worried about what's going on over here.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 1: Damn.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: To go on that date.
Speaker 2: Look, nobody told you to fall in love with the
dumb ass Dominic's.
Speaker 1: That's not my fault. This is what you do. Get
the food, the.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 1: Had you Dickma's eyes?
Speaker 3: I know, right, but the G and me won't allow
me to admit that I fell for some good pin.
Speaker 2: It's okay, 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.
Speaker 1: Don't reset just because you fall in love.
Speaker 3: I'm the whole Okay, but didn't you just sleep with
a merry man.
Speaker 1: That wasn't me, That was my off three ego.
Speaker 2: That bitch is a hot I'm a Christian, a good
hostome Christian woman.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 2: You've given ugly niggas your number before, so stop it.
Speaker 1: Remember they do, Greg, I've changed my ways. That was
the old me.
Speaker 2: Shit, the way y'all text him back and forth. He
must be trying to see you today.
Speaker 1: When is he not trying to see me?
Speaker 2: 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?
Speaker 4: No?
Speaker 1: Well, not alone. We run into each other a few
kickbacks he school.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 1: Invest in the pussy.
Speaker 2: Yes, nigga hashtag invest in the pussy but in his.
Speaker 3: Defense, he's invited me out a bunch of times. But
I've been playing his ass.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 1: With all that said, should I go over there or no?
I'm conflicted?
Speaker 2: Why because the horney says yes, the Christian side says.
Speaker 3: No, Well, then that's a yes because your Christian side
is small as fuck.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 10: If I knew invite you to my house would get
you to call me, I would have invited your ass
over a lot sooner.
Speaker 1: Boy, stop being extra? What's up?
Speaker 4: Shit?
Speaker 1: Playing two k kicking it?
Speaker 6: What's up?
Speaker 1: 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 nahs, boy, stop playing? You ain't no
damn celibate.
Speaker 10: Now see why wouldn't women say that shit? Men must
appli and respect it. But when a man say it.
Speaker 1: It's a joke because niggas lie. True. I ain't lying, though,
That's what's up?
Speaker 6: So were you really gonna come.
Speaker 1: You're gonna feed me? Didn you just eat? Are you just?
Speaker 6: Yes?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 6: I take your mind?
Speaker 3: Just okay. I'll let you know when I'm on my way.
Bet what's so funny?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 2: Niggas don't wash their nuts before they beg us for
some head, Go ahead and eat this semi fresh box.
Speaker 1: You are a fucking savage. I was trying to be
like you when I grow up.
Speaker 2: I mean, if you want to take a shower, you can.
I think you still got some clothes over here.
Speaker 1: Okay, cool? Thanks. I put his address on my phone
and headed to his house.
Speaker 3: He only stayed about ten minutes away from Stephanie, which
made my decision to go a little.
Speaker 1: Easier, just in case she got crazy.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 6: Well, thank you.
Speaker 1: I learned from my mother she taught you.
Speaker 4: Well.
Speaker 10: Yeah, she told me so I could feed my younger
siblings while.
Speaker 4: She was at work.
Speaker 1: That's sweet and mature of you.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: So that was that.
Speaker 10: Oh, that's what's up? Thank you again for coming through.
You look good tonight.
Speaker 1: Thank you, Josh, And no problem.
Speaker 10: I'm still really just shocked you even came. I wasn't
sure if I should keep texting your ass or not?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Yeah, I thought so?
Speaker 1: Oh you mad? Your feeling's hurt?
Speaker 10: Nah, you're here now. I just got to make the
most of it.
Speaker 1: And how you plan on doing that?
Speaker 4: Well?
Speaker 10: Part one was the chicken demolished, Shut up food.
Speaker 1: Part two I was thinking, maybe a movie? Is that
code for sex?
Speaker 8: No?
Speaker 10: Woman, Damn, I just wanted to watch a movie and
chill with you.
Speaker 1: Is that okay? Sure, we can watch a movie on
the couch. I'm not going to your room.
Speaker 4: Girl.
Speaker 1: I just told you I don't want you. That did it.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: So I'm asking you, if I was to sit and
watch this movie in my bron panties, what would you do?
Speaker 1: I would let you watch the movie in peace, whole word.
Speaker 10: Uh yeah, girl, what are you doing?
Speaker 3: I started taking my clothes off right in the middle
of his living room.
Speaker 1: I look on.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 6: Up?
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 1: What? I watch movies like this at home. It's more comfortable.
Speaker 4: Yo.
Speaker 6: You are wildly, but it's your world.
Speaker 4: Though.
Speaker 6: You want a blanket?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Right?
Speaker 6: You are crazy?
Speaker 10: You know that, right?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 6: I'm not sure. I guess we're gonna have to see.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I didn't care how I looked.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I didn't want him to come but I definitely wanted
him to get close though.
Speaker 6: Oh shit, damn girl, you like that? Hell yeah, she
feel good as fuck?
Speaker 1: So you said don't want me?
Speaker 6: I think I'm gonna have to retract what I said earlier?
Speaker 1: Is that right? Yeah? I thought so?
Speaker 6: Yo, fuck that I want to taste it?
Speaker 1: Is that?
Speaker 4: Okay?
Speaker 1: Go for it?
Speaker 3: Just what I expected? Works every time. I thought I
would have to give a little more effort, but he
gave in so easily.
Speaker 1: He wanted to taste it. Who was I to deprive them?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 6: You want to get that?
Speaker 1: That motherfucker been ringing, I guess.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: I like that? Bossy shit?
Speaker 1: Shut up boy? He started eating my pussy. It was horrible.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I couldn't lose his back. Don't you want to fuck me?
Speaker 4: Hell?
Speaker 6: Yeah, you want me?
Speaker 1: Yes, give it to me.
Speaker 6: Go get a condom.
Speaker 1: He got up and got a condom out of his closet.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Let her in, but we were about to wait. I
don't care let her in. She has to be here
for a reason.
Speaker 10: Fuck, you're right. Let me find my damn sures? And
how does she even know where I stay?
Speaker 1: Don't worry about that. Open the door. Damn.
Speaker 4: These women are crazy.
Speaker 1: How the fuck she even know?
Speaker 2: I excuse me, nigga, Jessica, get your shit and let's go.
Speaker 1: Hurry up, what's wrong? I was explain in the car.
Let's go, girl.
Speaker 3: It better be pretty fucking urgent for you to be
busting in here like this?
Speaker 2: Yo, What the fuck you think I would waste my
time if it wasn't? Get dressed faster.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 10: Shut up, man, Somebody tell me what the fuck is
going on?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 6: Up in the fuck, stupid ass.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 2: Who is Evany? You know Evany, the crazy bitch we went.
Speaker 1: To school with. Hold up, that's his baby.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 3: She got wind of Josh cooking for somebody because this
dumb ass posted it to Snapchat trying to flex.
Speaker 1: Why the fuck would he put it on snap knowing
he had a crazy baby, mama, dumb ass? Y'all.
Speaker 11: This nigga really got me fucked up, Like for real,
I can't take his shit.
Speaker 1: No, more. I am sick of Josh Neil.
Speaker 11: This nigga got me pregnant, but got a bitch of
his house cooking like he's some kind of chef.
Speaker 1: He knows I'm crazy as fuck.
Speaker 11: Now I gotta go over there and beat his ass
and hers, whoever she is.
Speaker 2: This is when I called you the first two times,
but you didn't answer.
Speaker 11: 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.
Speaker 1: Boom, I'm gonna snap the whole shit, So don't worry y'all.
Y'all have front row seats to this.
Speaker 3: I can't watch no more. What the fuck this messy
ass nigga? He could have told me he had a girl.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 3: That's the last time I let your ass talk me
into some shit though, Why bitch, this was your idea?
Speaker 2: 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?
Speaker 1: Or no? Girl?
Speaker 8: No?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: Yeah, you know what this means, right, You've got to
be kidding me.
Speaker 1: You lost a bed. Really, bitch, what if you would
have fucked him before.
Speaker 2: I got there? You would have wonted a spy day?
Am I right? Or am I right?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 7: Oh wow, that's fucking crazy. Celibate, but got a baby
on the way pal sway.
Speaker 3: Girl, tell me about it. All of that and I
still ain't getting no dick.
Speaker 8: Men are fucking annoying, girl. Yes, let me get you
another dream.
Speaker 3: That was too much, you know, But I think it's
time for us women to embrace our inner slut.
Speaker 8: Oh what do you mean by that?
Speaker 3: Women need to stop wasting time wishing men were different.
We just need to learn how to play by their rules.
Speaker 7: But we can't. We would be considered hose. So here
you go, ladies, thank you.
Speaker 1: What do you mean so you don't care about being
called a whole? Why should I? What am I supposed
to do?
Speaker 3: Waiting until a man asks right before I get to
explore my sexuality, all in the name.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: My mother always told me to never be ashamed of
who I am or what I want.
Speaker 1: She sounds like a wise woman. She is.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 8: Even then they were getting cheated on. My green daddy
had a whole family on the side.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 6: Then.
Speaker 1: Shoot, you say.
Speaker 8: You're embracing your inner slut. But what's the cutoff point?
Speaker 1: What you mean?
Speaker 8: Like, for instance, would you sleep with a married man?
You really are a savage. You're not worried about karma.
Speaker 1: Karma. I look at it like this.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 8: You don't feel bad?
Speaker 1: No, not really.
Speaker 3: I mean only when the sex is trash do I
feel bad, more so mad than I wasted my damn time.
Speaker 1: But if it's good, I don't feel shit like all right.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I was ready to move on.
Speaker 3: However, Facebook and Instagram had other plans. It seemed like
every time I got online, I was constantly reminded of
him and.
Speaker 1: What used to be us. I had to take a
break from it all.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Hey, Jessica, can I see you in my office for
a minute.
Speaker 1: Uh sure, thank mister Neil. I'll be right there.
Speaker 4: Have a seat. How you doing.
Speaker 3: I'm fine, busy but fine. So what's up? Is everything? Okay?
Speaker 12: Yeah, everything is perfect. Actually, that's why I called you
into my office.
Speaker 1: Oh okay, So what's up?
Speaker 4: Well?
Speaker 12: 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.
Speaker 1: You're welcome. Just doing my pardon helping the team. Thank
you for noticing.
Speaker 12: Also, thank you for your dedication because I know you've
made sacrifices.
Speaker 1: Yeah, you can say.
Speaker 12: That your social life has to be taken a back
seat to all that's hard work you've put in.
Speaker 3: That is accurate, sir, But it's okay, it's for good reason.
Speaker 4: I have a question, though, and I need an honest answer.
Speaker 1: Okay, what's up?
Speaker 4: Do you love your job?
Speaker 1: Yeah? I love my job. Why do you ask?
Speaker 4: Damn?
Speaker 1: What do you.
Speaker 4: Love it so much? You're not willing to give it up?
Speaker 1: What do you mean?
Speaker 12: Well, I figure if you love it that much, then
maybe you are satisfied where you are.
Speaker 4: Don't catamor up.
Speaker 1: No, I hate it. I just thought about it. I
hate it.
Speaker 4: Oh you have a change of heart now, absolutely I
hate it.
Speaker 12: See that's part of the reason we love you around here.
You have a great personality.
Speaker 1: Mister O'Neill. Are you buttering me up?
Speaker 12: 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?
Speaker 3: I've honestly been too caught up in my projects and deadlines.
I haven't had the time to even think about another position.
Speaker 1: This was kind of true.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: What if I told you that the board has chosen
someone to fill it.
Speaker 1: Really, that's great? Who you really don't play with me?
Are you serious?
Speaker 4: Yes? I wouldn't play with you like that.
Speaker 12: We had a meeting yesterday and decided if you wanted
the position, it's yours.
Speaker 1: Of course I wanted. Why wouldn't I?
Speaker 12: 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.
Speaker 1: This promotion was bittersweet.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I had no idea what payoff like this. This was
a surprise.
Speaker 3: Well say something, Sorry, I just don't know what to say.
Speaker 4: You can stop by saying yes.
Speaker 3: Oh, of course, yes I want the position. Thank you
so much, mister o Neil.
Speaker 4: You can call me Steve Jessica.
Speaker 3: Oh my, I feel like I'm being inducted into some
sort of secret society.
Speaker 1: Thank you, Steve.
Speaker 12: 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.
Speaker 1: Ooh, thank you so much.
Speaker 4: Problem now, don't let me down.
Speaker 1: I won't.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Just what I needed.
Speaker 3: It was at two pack because it was still early,
so I had no problem finding the seat at the bar.
Speaker 4: Hey, what can I get for you?
Speaker 1: Hey? Can I get a crown and coke please?
Speaker 4: Okay, one crown and coke coming up? Are we celebrating
anything tonight?
Speaker 3: A long yet satisfying last week. So if you had
just a little more alcohol, I'll add just a little
more tip.
Speaker 4: Oh say no more? Here you go, Thank you, thank
you God.
Speaker 1: Damn, this is strong. I guess you want that tip?
Speaker 4: You know it.
Speaker 1: Don't be trying to get me drunk so I can
give you out my money. You ain't slick?
Speaker 4: You need me to remake it because I can't.
Speaker 1: Nah, I'm good, thank you? Oh shit.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: That was two years ago.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Had ever happened. So I gave a slight smile and
a little way and he walked over.
Speaker 4: Damn, what I jess? Long time? No? See? How you being?
Speaker 1: Hello, Dominic? I've been just fine? How are you?
Speaker 4: I'm better now? Shit? Damn, you look really good?
Speaker 1: How am I supposed to look you seem really shocked.
Speaker 4: No, no, no, not at all. I'm just saying you
look really good.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 13: Okay, I deserve that. I got a question, though, what's up?
When did you get a sense of humor?
Speaker 14: Well?
Speaker 1: After you fuck a clown for so long, some of
the humor is bound to rub off on you.
Speaker 13: You know, Damn girl, you're gonna kill me all night?
Or can I sit down and have a drink with you?
Speaker 1: You can sit down if you want. I'm cool on
a drink.
Speaker 4: Stuff.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: This was a shock. So when did that happen?
Speaker 4: When do what happened?
Speaker 1: Nigga? Don't play done with me? When did you get married?
Speaker 4: Oh? Shit? That almost a year ago?
Speaker 1: Wow?
Speaker 4: Wow? What?
Speaker 1: Nothing?
Speaker 4: Just nothing?
Speaker 1: Congrats?
Speaker 4: Thanks? I think are you being funny or I.
Speaker 3: Wasn't trying to be funny? I was being genuine congratulations, Dominic.
Speaker 4: Look, I'm sorry.
Speaker 13: I never thought that I would be talking to you,
of all people, about me being married.
Speaker 3: It's cool, don trust it's not easy for me either.
We don't have to talk about your little situation if.
Speaker 4: You don't want to from my little situation. Huh, you
were fucking petty.
Speaker 13: I'm just saying, crazy ass, Jessica.
Speaker 1: We started catching up and I lost track of time.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: A weird way. It turned me on.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Fuck it, why not?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: What's up?
Speaker 4: Shit? What's up?
Speaker 1: Look you trying to fuck? Or what?
Speaker 4: Girl? Stopped playing with me?
Speaker 1: Who's playing?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Oh you were serious, ass?
Speaker 1: Fuck you trying to fuck? Or? No?
Speaker 4: Bartender?
Speaker 1: Yo, bartender?
Speaker 4: 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?
Speaker 1: I take that as a yes. Nigga?
Speaker 13: 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.
Speaker 1: Nigga. Were you plotting on me? You ain't shit?
Speaker 4: Here you go, bro, Thank you all for coming out.
Speaker 1: Thank you, sir.
Speaker 4: Here you go, man, keep change. Thanks?
Speaker 1: Thanks you ready?
Speaker 4: Yeah? But where we going?
Speaker 1: I live close? We can go back to my place.
Speaker 3: Bet answer your phone before you get in trouble, sir.
I ain't trying to mess up your little situation.
Speaker 1: My situation.
Speaker 4: You got jokes tonight, I see.
Speaker 1: Don't try and act up. If we can't do this,
I understand we can call it a night.
Speaker 8: Nah.
Speaker 13: I've been thinking about this and you too much to
not go through with it.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: I go to that bar all the time. When did
you move over here?
Speaker 1: Huh uh? You asking too much? Hill, I don't need
you stalking me.
Speaker 4: Stop it.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Wait what you're doing.
Speaker 1: Get on your knees.
Speaker 4: You were crazy, you know that right?
Speaker 1: Just do what I say?
Speaker 4: I am now what.
Speaker 1: You know what to do? Stop asking questions?
Speaker 4: Damn? When did you get disaggressive?
Speaker 1: You talking too much? You must not.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: He knew my body, he knew exactly what I wanted
and how I wanted it.
Speaker 3: He went straight to my spot. He went fast and slow.
In a couple of minutes later he was done.
Speaker 1: I came in. He followed right behind me.
Speaker 3: Once we were situated, I released the emergency stopped button
and the elevator proceeded to my floor.
Speaker 1: We looked at each other and just laughed.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: It was just a nut.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: WHOA, what's going on? What are you doing?
Speaker 1: We found our fund sir? What goodnight? Nah?
Speaker 6: Nah?
Speaker 4: Nah?
Speaker 13: That was more like an advertizer. I got so much
more for you while you're playing.
Speaker 1: Nah, I'm cold. God, go home to your wife.
Speaker 4: Don damn, it's like that boy.
Speaker 3: Go home before you get on punishment. She done called
you about fifty eleven psalms.
Speaker 4: Oh that's how you plan it, you cold.
Speaker 1: Blooded man, cold blooded. You'll be fine.
Speaker 4: Damn.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 7: I'm tired of niggas leaving me high and dry, literally right.
Speaker 3: Why are we so worried about men when they aren't
even worried if we come or not?
Speaker 8: Again, you're right, yep, damn I need another drink?
Speaker 1: Me too? Yes?
Speaker 8: Two more, please, no problem.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 8: We'll be fine. I only have a few more vouchers
left anyway.
Speaker 3: I'm okay now, don't get me kicked off this plane.
Speaker 1: Thank you.
Speaker 7: So you don't care about sleeping with a married man,
what about one night stands.
Speaker 1: What about them? Those are fair game too?
Speaker 8: Huh.
Speaker 1: Absolutely?
Speaker 3: If I want it and the opportunity presents itself, then
why not indulge?
Speaker 1: What if you know that you shouldn't like?
Speaker 8: What if it could potentially get messy or come back
to bite you in the ass.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 1: I need to get comfortable for this one. Okay?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I try not to mix business with.
Speaker 3: Pleasure, but sometimes pleasure walks into your office and introduces himself.
Speaker 1: Yes, hey, I'm Justin.
Speaker 4: I'm here to train on the new software update.
Speaker 1: Oh hey, come in, come in.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Oh.
Speaker 15: I know who you are, and don't be embarrassed. I've
seen worse, much worse. You must be pretty important, though.
Speaker 1: What makes you say that this office is pretty big?
Speaker 4: They don't just hand these out to anybody.
Speaker 1: Oh no, I'm a nobody. Don't let this office fool you.
Speaker 4: Well, I want to be like you when I grow up.
Speaker 1: You got jokes.
Speaker 3: I see his colonne smells so damn good. My cookie
almost jumped right out of my pencil skirt into his hands.
Speaker 15: 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.
Speaker 1: Okay, Well, let's get started for sure.
Speaker 4: You're the last on my list of train and then
I get to go back home.
Speaker 1: Oh, where's home?
Speaker 4: A live pox?
Speaker 1: Okay, so that's where you're from.
Speaker 15: Nah, I moved there for work. I'm originally from Rhode Island.
Speaker 3: Oh okay, I've never met anyone from there. They are
black people in Rhode Island.
Speaker 15: Yes, they have plenty of black people in Rhode Island.
Why does everyone always ask me that?
Speaker 1: What? I really had no idea? I guess you really
learned something new every day.
Speaker 4: Well, I hope I can make a lasting impression since
I'm the first.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: I really don't mean to be rude, but this is
a tad bit born and I'm struggling to stay away.
Speaker 1: Can we please break for lunch?
Speaker 4: Yes?
Speaker 15: I was thinking the same thing. Are there any good
places to eat around here?
Speaker 4: I'm starving?
Speaker 1: Yeah, there are a few spots within walking distance. You
like Greek?
Speaker 4: I could go for a godro and a beer right now,
let's go.
Speaker 3: We passed and went to a nice little restaurant up
the street. We grabbed a table outside and looked over
the menus.
Speaker 4: So how long have you worked for the company?
Speaker 1: I've been there almost four years? Now, what about you?
Speaker 4: Almost seven? It seems shorter than that, but time flies.
How do you like it?
Speaker 1: I actually love it.
Speaker 3: I never thought i'd say that about a company, but
they treat me good here, really good.
Speaker 4: Actually, I can tell by that often you.
Speaker 1: Really like my office. Huh. I'm just saying, what about you, though?
Speaker 3: Do you like it? I mean you have to, if
you've been here for seven years.
Speaker 15: 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.
Speaker 1: Have you seen the city since you've been or have
you been cooped up in the office and hotel room.
Speaker 4: I've seen enough, and from what I see I like.
Speaker 15: I hope to explore a little more before I leave,
but if I can't, it gives you more reason to
come back.
Speaker 3: Oh good, our food is here. Finally, I'm starving. I
had to change the subject quick.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 15: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 15: Oh for sure, I'll be sure to use this. Don't
they let you all know who I am?
Speaker 1: Either, boy, take care.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Due to a phone call from an unknown number. Hello, Hey,
it's justin from work.
Speaker 15: 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.
Speaker 3: I fixed my voice super quick, trying not to let
him know that I was cheessing from ear to ear.
Speaker 1: Or that I had just woke up. Hey, what's up?
Speaker 3: I was actually just getting ready to head out and
go get a drink, and you want to come.
Speaker 4: I'm game.
Speaker 15: 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.
Speaker 3: Oh no, don't be silly. You don't need to get
an uber. I don't mind coming to get you.
Speaker 1: Where are you.
Speaker 4: I'm at the JW You familiar.
Speaker 1: Oh yeah, that's on the way. I'll be there in
about an hour or so. That cool.
Speaker 4: That's good with me.
Speaker 1: Okay, back, be ready, I see you soon.
Speaker 4: Okay, see you then bye.
Speaker 3: I jumped up quick as hell and took a shower,
cause you have to take a shower when sex is
a possibility.
Speaker 1: I did my makeup really quick, threw on.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Hey what's up, Hey.
Speaker 3: I'm about five minutes away. You can make your way
down to the lobby.
Speaker 4: Shit, I'm sorry, I'm not even ready yet.
Speaker 15: I had a last minute video conference that tracked on
way too long.
Speaker 1: Oh, no problem. What do you want me to do?
Speaker 15: 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.
Speaker 4: You want to.
Speaker 1: Oh, okay, I can do that. What room number is it?
Speaker 3: Room thirteen twenty eight, thirteen twenty eight, got it.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: There were roses and candles lit all over the room.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 15: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 15: Look, Jess, cut the shit. We don't at work anymore.
You don't half the front?
Speaker 1: What shit front? Who's fronting?
Speaker 3: He stepped closer to me and looked me up and
down slowly. He knew I was bluffing and called it all.
Speaker 15: Right, let's do this. If I touch your pussy and
it isn't wet, then I.
Speaker 4: Sincerely apologize for jumping the gun and posting.
Speaker 15: You can leave and you'll never hear from me again.
But if it's wet, then your ash is mine.
Speaker 4: Deal.
Speaker 1: Who do you think?
Speaker 6: Deal?
Speaker 4: All right?
Speaker 1: Nigga? Deal?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: But this was different, and he was right. I did
want him.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 15: 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?
Speaker 1: Both?
Speaker 3: Actually? I like being free and I have plans. I
guess I was moving too slow for you. Any more questions, sir?
Speaker 4: Actually yes? Do you want to skip the bullshit?
Speaker 15: Or you want to sit here and have pointless conversation
all night straight to the point.
Speaker 1: I like that. Let's skip.
Speaker 15: I figured you would. Plus, we don't have time to waste.
I want you to enjoy every minute of this.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 4: Nah? Not at all. Hold up.
Speaker 1: He came back to the bed with two ties. You
teaching me how to tie tie?
Speaker 4: Girl? Do you ever shut up? Relax?
Speaker 1: I want you to know that you're getting a pass
on talking to me like this, Just so we're clear.
Speaker 4: Why could it turned you on too much?
Speaker 1: Maybe?
Speaker 3: He took my dress off and tied my hands to
the hair board and proceeded to finish.
Speaker 1: He undressed me and put a condom on. It slid
inside me.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: That since I had dick this good.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: But I tried to play it cool. Do you think
Lloyd said she's five too or she's fine too?
Speaker 4: What after all that, that's the first thing you say.
Do you want something to drink?
Speaker 1: Yeah, that would be nice.
Speaker 4: All that juicing. I'm shocked. You aren't the high.
Speaker 3: That's what you're are right now. Why you bringing up
old shit, Joseph. I'm glad you find that to be funny.
Speaker 1: I'm glad.
Speaker 3: I amuse you me too. I was faking anyway. None
of that was real, My god? Why are you so
annoying right now?
Speaker 4: I'm annoying? After good sex?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: You're beautiful and I have no idea when I'm going to.
Speaker 1: See you again, low Ki, It's probably best this way.
Speaker 4: Why you say that?
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 4: And exactly damn, I can't think that you're beautiful.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 15: That wasn't a sappy look. I had something in my eye.
I got allergies.
Speaker 3: Nah, nigga, it's cool. You don't have to feed mealize
after sex. I'm not about to get my feelings.
Speaker 4: Don't worry shit, that was real. I just didn't want
you feel in any type of way.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: But did I do that for you? Did you enjoy yourself?
Speaker 1: Absolutely? Trust me. The roses and candles weren't needed, though
I was gonna give you a pussy anyway.
Speaker 4: Well, shit, if I know on that, I wouldn't have
wasted my money.
Speaker 3: Just because I don't like the sappy eyes. Don't mean
I didn't like the show.
Speaker 4: Respect your coole as fuck. Definitely not what I expected.
Speaker 1: Wait, what did you expect?
Speaker 4: I saw you days ago?
Speaker 15: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Whoa, whoa, whoa Wait.
Speaker 1: A minute, what sorry, look at you all confused? This
is cute.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I'm pretty good.
Speaker 4: Huh. Actually, yes, damn, I feel like a piece of
meat right now.
Speaker 1: Fourteen ting It's okay, don't beat yourself up about it.
Speaker 4: I don't know if I should feel a violated or
turned on a little bit of both.
Speaker 1: You got caught up in my web.
Speaker 4: Well you think you are some kind of black widow?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Yeah, I have to get up in a few hours
for my flight. But I enjoyed our time together.
Speaker 1: I know you did.
Speaker 4: I never met a woman so arrogant.
Speaker 1: I know that too. Thank you for a good time, No, sir,
the pleasure was all mine. I appreciate you.
Speaker 4: Let's stay in touch. Who knows, maybe that may send
you to Phoenix for more training.
Speaker 1: Don't you wish?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Once I made it home, I showered and slept like
a baby. I felt blessed. God really does be looking.
Speaker 4: Out for me.
Speaker 1: I need another drink after that one? Shit? I know, right?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Shit.
Speaker 8: If anything, I'm admiring you. Teach me your ways.
Speaker 1: Oh savage one, last name, savage feel my name not
Randy A twenty anyway, twenty one not for mine anyways.
Speaker 8: So you weren't worried about word getting back and spreading
around your office?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 10: No?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: Look at you getting off snug like it's some black
soap opera girl.
Speaker 1: It is all right.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: With my new position.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I was just happy to see that Steve wasn't joining it.
Speaker 12: 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.
Speaker 1: Thank you, Steve.
Speaker 3: I've been running all over the place trying to make
sure things stay in order. I'm glad you're in joying yourself.
Speaker 12: 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.
Speaker 1: Faking for sure. I low key thought I was the
only one who noticed.
Speaker 12: 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.
Speaker 1: If you got money, you can have any kind of
bar you want.
Speaker 4: True that true? That well?
Speaker 12: This is Oh wait, Amy, come here, baby, I want
to formally introduce you to someone.
Speaker 1: Hey, babe, what's up, Amy?
Speaker 4: This is Jessica, Jessica, this is my wife.
Speaker 6: Amy.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: That's her.
Speaker 7: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Really, that's how you feel. No more dreams for you,
I'll say that.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: No, it's not.
Speaker 12: We're about to go dance. See you around, Jessica, Come on, woman,
for you to scare that poor girl.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Phone charger in the car.
Speaker 3: I threw on some clothes really quick and ran out
to the parking lot. While in my trunk, I heard
my name being called.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I definitely understand. Hell.
Speaker 3: I think I'm a little drunk myself. We've been working
so hard this quarter.
Speaker 1: I needed a break. I need a few nights of
relaxation and good vibes to clear my mind.
Speaker 7: 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.
Speaker 1: No, no, Steve's been great through all of this. But
thank you, Amy, You're really sweet. No, I'm not.
Speaker 7: Don't let my compliments fool you into thinking I'm this
way with everyone.
Speaker 1: Oh well, thank you for the special treatment. You're welcome.
Thank you for wearing that dress earlier. You're funny.
Speaker 3: I'm not sure if you're hitting on me or if
you're still bussed from those strengths.
Speaker 7: Oh god, hope, I'm not making you uncomfortable.
Speaker 1: Oh no, you're fine.
Speaker 3: If you weren't attractive, then I'll probably be creeped out.
But since you are, I'll play along.
Speaker 1: Let's behave I agree.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 7: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 7: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 7: Wait before you go and get comfortable, you should come
see our room.
Speaker 1: Come check out the view real quick.
Speaker 3: I don't know, Amy, I don't want to intrude you. Sure, yes,
I'm sure.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Guys.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: All the compliments and flirting started to make sense as
we walked back to their room, and I wanted.
Speaker 1: All parts of it. This was right up my alley.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I agree. It is definitely a sight worth seeing.
Speaker 3: You and Steve might have a hard time trying to
get rid of me tonight. This makes my room look
like shit.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 7: It's nice. What about Steve? Steve won't notice. Don't worry
about him. Come check it out.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: That was all the affirmation I needed. Nice right, oh,
this is beautiful, but I kind of I don't know
how to ask.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Shit. He didn't cover up or seen face when he
saw me. He spoke and.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Come in. Huh, stand up? Turn around.
Speaker 3: Steve then turned me, so my back was getting here
with the water and lifting my leg up to return
the favor.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Hey Jessica, Hey Stee, how are you?
Speaker 4: I'm great? You have a second Sure?
Speaker 1: What's up?
Speaker 12: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh sweet, I'm up for it. Do you know the
city yet?
Speaker 4: It's looking like you'll be headed to Phoenix, Arizona. You
ever been?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Okay, cool, I'll shoot that over to you by the
end of the week.
Speaker 1: Thanks.
Speaker 3: When he left my office, I said they're stuck for
a good thirty seconds before picking up my phone.
Speaker 4: Hey what sub lady with sub lover boy?
Speaker 1: Looks like I'll be in your city in a few weeks. Oh,
I know, I'm the one who requested you her work.
Speaker 4: Yeah, I want that. And this was the easiest way
to see.
Speaker 1: You, you slick bastard. Kudos.
Speaker 4: How do you like being caught up in someone else's
webport change?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Bye.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 8: I couldn't hold it in any longer? I had to
rub one out? Well then, sorry?
Speaker 9: Is that weird?
Speaker 4: No?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 8: Yep, anything goes in first class.
Speaker 1: So did you like being pursued by her?
Speaker 8: I mean it sounds like it was her who wanted
you and he was just along for the ride.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: So you long enough? I wasn't sure. I was sure
soon as we finished that first drink.
Speaker 3: How nothing you said? But who just wants to hear
sex stories from a stranger?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: Okay, I placed my hands under the blanket. We were
both sitting there trying to contain our mownes.
Speaker 1: Oh fuck, right there.
Speaker 3: It felt so damn good. The fact that we were
on a plane turned me on even more. I couldn't
control myself anymore.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 9: 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.
Speaker 1: This will indicate So how long are you going to
be in Phoenix? Maybe we can meet up and do lunch.
Speaker 8: 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.
Speaker 7: Suggesting it, don't worry about my feelings. My feelings are
my feelings right.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: As I waited for my left I couldn't help but
think about everything that just happened.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Was I wrong.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 16: I've been anxious to see you since our last encounter.
I plan on making this a very eventful and pleasurable
weekend for you.
Speaker 1: Justin excel excel.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 4: Ship running some marriages right now? What you up to?
Speaker 1: Just at the shower? Thank you for the flowers and candy.
You're trying to get some huh?
Speaker 4: Can a man just do something nice without looking for sex?
Speaker 1: Boy?
Speaker 4: You right, you're right. I'm trying to get sound.
Speaker 1: But is that a problem? You ain't slick? And no,
it's not a problem.
Speaker 16: Good good, because I made some reservations for us at
this nice Sas restaurant.
Speaker 1: I mean, your ass hungry, m you know my weak spot.
I am starving. What time is the reservation?
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: Okay, I can do that. I'll see you in a
little bit bet seeing a minute.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I got dressed. Nothing too crazy, but it was definitely sexy. Hey,
what's up? You close?
Speaker 4: Yeah, go ahead and make your way down to the lobby.
Speaker 1: Oh man, what I just had.
Speaker 3: A last minute video conference. I'm not even ready yet.
Bald car, you got jokes?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Yeah? Mom, somet.
Speaker 1: Oh why are you all aggressive? You seem a little frustrated.
You need to let that out.
Speaker 16: Maybe I ain't having us. This is the last time
I saw you. Look in the back though.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Only the ones that deserve?
Speaker 1: So you're gonna butter me up? The whole weekend. Huh,
that's what you owe.
Speaker 16: Yeah, I told you. I want to see. That's just
my way of shreing that I missed you.
Speaker 1: And what you mean you ain't had none?
Speaker 4: I ain't had no. I mean the drought is real.
Speaker 16: I've been hopping city to city for the past two months,
working like crazy.
Speaker 1: Oh okay, Oh you was thinking you.
Speaker 4: Thought I ain't having nothing because I was waiting on you?
Speaker 1: Did I say that?
Speaker 16: Nah, But your ego big enough for me to guess
that's what you was thinking.
Speaker 1: Getting out of my head.
Speaker 4: I do what I want.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Ducked off anything you say.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Pull it out?
Speaker 4: Damn like how you think?
Speaker 1: I bet you do?
Speaker 4: Okay, Now what.
Speaker 1: I want to show you just how much I appreciate you.
Speaker 4: Well, I'm on yours.
Speaker 1: I missed him sexually, so I took it all in
my mouth and wasn't stopping until he finished.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh shit, fuck, fuck boy?
Speaker 4: What the fucking cops?
Speaker 1: Oh fuck? I didn't even see them pull up.
Speaker 4: Ship me either. My eyes were closed.
Speaker 1: You were supposed to keep a lookout when I opened nigga,
learn the most? Ask what a ship?
Speaker 4: But it was too damn good? What else show?
Speaker 1: Faun? Be cool, be cool, he's coming.
Speaker 4: What are you doing?
Speaker 1: Don't trip butN up your pants. Let me handle this?
Speaker 10: What?
Speaker 1: Let me handle it? I switched one of my rings
to my ring finger really quick, good.
Speaker 4: Evening, licensed registration, please, good evening officer? Sure thing? What
are you two doing back here this late? Sorry?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: I begged him to come here because this is where
we had our first gifts back in high school.
Speaker 4: Congratulations to you both. Give me a minute, right, be back, Yes, sir,
just got engaged.
Speaker 3: What really any other suggestions? You look like a deer
in fucking haairdlights. You put your white voice on and
everything good evening, sir?
Speaker 4: Fuck you all right? I wasn't worrying too g for that.
She fuck you mean?
Speaker 1: Yeah right, it's okay. You were stared all right.
Speaker 4: 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?
Speaker 1: He work? Didn't it?
Speaker 6: Hell?
Speaker 1: Yeah?
Speaker 4: It did? Shit made me want you even more.
Speaker 1: I I know you have reservations.
Speaker 4: Remember wait, you're still trying to eat after that?
Speaker 1: Am I dead? What you mean?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: You are something else.
Speaker 1: Okay, get my heart boy, shut up and drive?
Speaker 8: All right.
Speaker 16: I'm gonna drive now because you told me to, but
because I want to. Let's just make that clip, gotcha.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: We got to the.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I didn't care. I wasn't paying. The hostess showed us
to our table and we sat down.
Speaker 3: This is nice as hell, justin but we could have
went somewhere like the Cheeseceak factory.
Speaker 1: That would have been fine.
Speaker 4: Yeah, true, but I want to show you a really
good time.
Speaker 1: You just don't stop. I'm gonna give you some pussy boy. Damn,
y'all gotta spend all this money.
Speaker 4: A word check please, I lie you.
Speaker 1: I'm just wondering. So where is all of this coming from?
Do you treat all the ladies like this?
Speaker 14: Hell?
Speaker 4: No?
Speaker 1: Oh, so you think I'm special?
Speaker 4: I mean I wouldn't say all that.
Speaker 1: Mmm. Hello, my name is Lydia and I will be
a waitress this evening. How would you like your sake?
Speaker 4: Medium? Well?
Speaker 1: Please, and for you, ma'am, the same, Thank you, No problem?
Speaker 4: What why you order? Sit with that look on your face?
Speaker 1: You order the head? Yeah?
Speaker 4: Is that a problem? No?
Speaker 1: But how did you even know what I wanted?
Speaker 4: I know what you need, and that is you need
a nice thick piece of meat in your life.
Speaker 1: You got jokes?
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Not him.
Speaker 4: So we got some time to kill. Let's play a
game of truth or dare you?
Speaker 8: Game?
Speaker 1: Sure? I'm gay? Who's going first?
Speaker 4: When you know I'm a gentleman? So ladies first?
Speaker 1: Well, aren't you sweet? What are the restraints? What you mean?
I don't want to be too around you? Or dare man?
Speaker 4: Anything goes?
Speaker 1: Oh you sure?
Speaker 6: Yeah?
Speaker 1: Okay, then truth or dare Well? You know ain't no
pitch so there you sure?
Speaker 4: Yeah, I'm sure? She stop back to me. I'm my shure,
I'm sure you're.
Speaker 1: Looking around for finger fucked me right here?
Speaker 4: Oor how long?
Speaker 1: And said the way it just comes and fills my
drink up?
Speaker 16: Hold up, you are nuts? But okay, this shouldn't be
hard because I know you ain't got no pennies on school.
Speaker 1: Closer you know me?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 16: Open your eyes, girl, he looks like someone I'm playing
with your pussy.
Speaker 1: I'm trying. It's hard if you aren't playing fair, I said,
fingerfuck not b.
Speaker 10: There.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 1: More water?
Speaker 4: Yes?
Speaker 1: Please, sorry, I'm just super thirsty.
Speaker 8: Oh boy, you're fine and I'm sorry for the delay.
Speaker 1: As you can see, we are slims.
Speaker 4: Oh, it's okay. We're in no rush.
Speaker 1: You just couldn't hold that big gas laughing. H hell, nah,
you are so annoying. It's your turn.
Speaker 4: Go okay, okay, shoot it, deer.
Speaker 1: I'm gonna go with truth.
Speaker 4: How you playing it safe? Huh swirn okay?
Speaker 1: Ah? Got you stumped?
Speaker 4: Nah?
Speaker 1: Nah?
Speaker 4: I got it. When was the last time you had sex?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Word, damn, that's tight, boy.
Speaker 1: Be quiet. No white folks scare easy.
Speaker 4: Oh my bad?
Speaker 16: So does this mean you into my high club or
does that only apply to intercourse?
Speaker 1: Huh, you're not mad or disgusted bad.
Speaker 4: For what I mean?
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 16: How the hell did y'all even get to that point?
That's what got me puzzled, a complete stranger.
Speaker 4: You got game like that?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Stop thinking.
Speaker 3: You got me figured out well, and all started with
me watching Insecure on my laptop.
Speaker 1: That opened a whole can of word.
Speaker 16: Oh word, So you told her about us? Huh oh man,
I gotta hear this.
Speaker 1: Here you go.
Speaker 4: Shit, I hope you did me justice. Tell her how
put that thing out?
Speaker 1: Heoy, shut up? You are going? So I briefly told
him the story and left nothing out.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh good, the food is here.
Speaker 4: Here you go, sir, Thank you, thank you, I'm started,
and here you are. Man.
Speaker 1: Everything look okay, yes, thank you?
Speaker 16: Cut into the stake. I want to see what you
think about it.
Speaker 1: It better be good for you to be acting like this.
Just dood m my Jesus.
Speaker 4: Good Amy, she's just messing your mouth so tender.
Speaker 1: You're right. I gotta give it to you. You got
a good taste.
Speaker 4: I know that's why you're here.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: He was honest the whole time.
Speaker 1: Yep, okay, I'll get that right out to you. Why
are you so batty?
Speaker 4: I asked myself that every day.
Speaker 1: I bet so.
Speaker 4: I got a question. Now you ain't got to answer
if you don't want to.
Speaker 1: What's up?
Speaker 4: The cops just busted. You've giving me head okay.
Speaker 16: 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?
Speaker 1: Like?
Speaker 4: Who opened your nose up to this?
Speaker 1: No man has ever asked me this fuck that.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Look at my face.
Speaker 1: Don't look in tree, Na, you look ugly, man, Stop
looking like that.
Speaker 9: Nah.
Speaker 16: Really I want to know. But if you don't want
to open up and tell me, I completely understand.
Speaker 1: No, I don't mind. For some strange reason, I trust you.
It could be my charm, it could be the swine, yeah, whatever.
Speaker 4: I just really want to know, though.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Hey is this seat taking?
Speaker 4: Nah? That's all you?
Speaker 1: Thank you. I didn't expect it to be this packed
on Thursday. Damn well, I mean it is.
Speaker 4: The first game of the NBA playoffs.
Speaker 1: You know what that is, right, you're trying to be funny.
Speaker 4: Huh.
Speaker 1: Of course I know what the NBA Playoffs are. I
just didn't know the first game was today, sir.
Speaker 4: Yeah, okay, Well the Lakers are playing the Celtics. It's
kind of a big thing.
Speaker 1: I know who they are. You really trying me tonight, mister.
Speaker 4: Hey, I'm Keith.
Speaker 1: My name is Jessica.
Speaker 4: Nice to meet you, Jessica. So what are you drinking?
Speaker 1: Why are you buying?
Speaker 4: I mean that's usually was implied when someone ask you
what you want to drink?
Speaker 1: You talk a lot of shit.
Speaker 4: I hear that a lot too. But do you want
a drink or no?
Speaker 1: Apple martini would be nice?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: I'm glad you know how to help people deal with
that smartass mouth.
Speaker 4: It comes with time. So Jessica, what brings you out tonight?
If it's not the game?
Speaker 1: Just wanted to get out the house and get a drink.
Just one of those days, you know?
Speaker 4: Oh, I know all about those days. Do you mind
me asking how old you are? I know women are
pretty word about that.
Speaker 1: I never understood it either, But I'm twenty one. Oh man,
what you're about to say that I'm a baby?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Damn father, Tom. How old are you?
Speaker 4: I'm forty four. I'll be forty five in September.
Speaker 1: Wow.
Speaker 3: I wouldn't have guessed that you don't look forty five.
I would have guessed like thirty five or something.
Speaker 4: Well, thank you for that. So you ever been hit
on by a forty five year old?
Speaker 10: No?
Speaker 1: I usually stay at a retirement home, so I don't
run in settle me in that often.
Speaker 4: Who knew you had chokes?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: No, I'm not married. I've been free. Excuse me, I've
been divorced. I've been divorced for about four years now.
Speaker 1: Oh you didn't say free. Damn? How long were you married?
Speaker 4: Sixteen years, four months and three days to be exact.
Speaker 1: Was it that bad?
Speaker 4: Yes, it was that bad. Well I take that back.
Speaker 1: I'm being dramatic figures.
Speaker 4: I wouldn't say bad, but it was enough for me
to need a drink to talk about it.
Speaker 1: Oh, well, we don't have to talk about it if
you don't.
Speaker 4: Want it's okay. Usually I wouldn't, but you might appreciate
this conversation. So let me ask you. Are you seeing anyone?
Speaker 1: Not currently? No?
Speaker 4: You ever been in love.
Speaker 1: Puppy love when I was younger, but nothing serious. So
I guess not got kids?
Speaker 14: God?
Speaker 1: No, I couldn't imagine having kids right now.
Speaker 4: Well, then, yeah, you might need to hear. This could
possibly save you heartay, confusion, and most importantly, time wasted.
Speaker 1: So you feel like you wasted time with your marriage?
Speaker 4: Do I? That's what makes me so upset, Not at her, though,
but more so with myself that I stayed for so long.
Speaker 1: Let me, Yes, she changed, and you didn't like the
woman she turned into.
Speaker 4: Actually quite the opposite, there was no change at all.
Speaker 3: Not really fair to fall in love with someone, marry them,
then divorce them for not changing.
Speaker 1: Never heard of that, Trust me.
Speaker 4: There are a lot of things you haven't heard about
when it comes to love.
Speaker 1: And how do you know what I haven't haven't heard?
Speaker 4: I remember being twenty one and arrogant. Excuse me, Oh,
I wasn't trying to be rude. Remember drink, drink it helps.
Speaker 1: Well, what did you mean?
Speaker 4: How do you know what you know about love? If
not firsthand? TV, movies, music, your parents and grandparents?
Speaker 1: My grandparents?
Speaker 4: Yeah, have you ever talked to your grandparents about the
ugliness of love? The shit that happens when no one
is around?
Speaker 1: I can't say that I have. I just took it
for face value. They look happy, so I assume they're happy.
Speaker 4: Look around? How many people in here look unhappy? Scratch that?
How many people have you ever seen look unhappy?
Speaker 1: Not many?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: What does it matter what everyone else thinks?
Speaker 4: We all care what people think of us. People say
they don't, but they really do.
Speaker 1: What does that have to do with love and wasting time?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: And the other side, she was too.
Speaker 4: Scared to step out of her comfort zone emotionally and sexually,
both scared of what the other might think.
Speaker 1: So she loved you enough to marry you, but not
enough to be what vulnerable and nasty?
Speaker 4: Exactly?
Speaker 1: I didn't think people who were married had those fears
me either.
Speaker 4: Until I was in it. To both of our defense,
we were young and in love.
Speaker 1: Well, how the hell I didn't last that long? Then
why even get married?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: We thought that too, but it just never clicked. After
a while we got comfortable.
Speaker 1: Sounds like it's your fault just as much as hers.
Speaker 4: Absolutely, I won't deny that.
Speaker 1: You are.
Speaker 4: You want to take this conversation to the patio?
Speaker 1: Drink still on you?
Speaker 4: 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 now on that that? Oh that's fine?
Speaker 1: You ready after you?
Speaker 4: Hey, Tasha, I got too outside.
Speaker 1: Okay, excuse me, excuse me? Nice night tonight, Yeah it is.
I'm glad I got out the house.
Speaker 4: Ship me too. Your beautiful woman definitely the highlight of
my week.
Speaker 1: Oh thank you. Must have been a pretty morn week.
Speaker 4: Not exactly.
Speaker 1: You smoke cigars? No, those are for old men. I'll
leave that to you. Grandpa.
Speaker 4: There you go again with the age jokes. I'll let
you have that one.
Speaker 1: Well, aren't you sweet?
Speaker 4: So do you think love and say go hand in hand?
Speaker 1: Well that's escalated quickly.
Speaker 4: It all has a purpose.
Speaker 1: I promise hmm, I would think. So sex is just
better with someone you love.
Speaker 4: How do you know that if you've never been in love?
Speaker 1: Well, maybe not love but strong feelings.
Speaker 4: Okay, that's fair.
Speaker 1: And what about you? Do you think loving sex go
hand in hand? Fuck?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Here we go.
Speaker 1: I mean, I love sex, I just love my reputation more.
Speaker 4: I respect that. When do you think you'll stop caring
about your reputation and start enjoying sex more?
Speaker 1: I ask myself that every time I reach for my
damn vibrator.
Speaker 4: And what's your vibrator's name? How do you know it
has a name, because all women see the name of
their vibrators.
Speaker 1: His name is Tony, and he never lets me down.
Speaker 4: Why Tony?
Speaker 1: Because Tony just sounds like the name of a nigga
that can fuck good.
Speaker 4: That's what's up. That's what's up.
Speaker 1: Not all the time, it's just less of a hassle.
On and let down. Guys do the same shit in bed.
Speaker 4: What's that?
Speaker 3: A little bit of oral missionary turnover? Then backshots, all
while I'm praying I get mine up before he gets his.
Speaker 4: I remember being young and not giving a fuck about
it if a woman got her orgasm or not.
Speaker 1: See, that's fucked up, Yeah it is.
Speaker 4: But to my defense, no one ever told me the
importance of a woman's orgasm.
Speaker 1: Yeah the fuck right and for real.
Speaker 4: But the last time you told a guy you weren't
satisfied after sex, I.
Speaker 1: Guess I don't write.
Speaker 3: I kind of just stopped replying to text messages and
stop answering phone.
Speaker 4: With afs exactly, And what good does that do?
Speaker 1: Well? How many women do you critique after bad sex?
Speaker 4: Back?
Speaker 8: Then?
Speaker 4: None? See, I just hate it having aqua conversations.
Speaker 1: Talking about me when you did the same shit.
Speaker 4: Women have fragile ass egos.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: We were talking about. Both men and women have fragile egos.
Speaker 1: Yeah, let's just say that.
Speaker 4: So what's something that annoys you about sex other than.
Speaker 3: Not always coming? Yeah, it's not at all funny, sir,
my bad. But I want a man to be aggressive
with me.
Speaker 1: What do you mean by aggressive aggressive? God?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Damn. Why don't you just telling them what you want?
Speaker 3: Because it's less fun and sexy when you have to
give instructions.
Speaker 1: I just want a man to know read my body,
take charge.
Speaker 4: Man. Sex is fucking weird?
Speaker 1: Why do you say that? Here? You go anything else?
Speaker 4: No, I think we're fine for now. You want another drink?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Why do you think that is?
Speaker 4: Probably because everybody thinks that a shit and don't need
to get better at nothing.
Speaker 1: Ain't that it. Everybody thinks they're the fucking best.
Speaker 4: I mean, no one wants to say nothing. Women faking
and men me and just.
Speaker 1: Get anohing, move on, And that's bullshit. That's why I
just pull out Tony.
Speaker 4: So what's your favorite thing to do sexually?
Speaker 1: Hmmm? Probably giving ahead?
Speaker 4: Why is that?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 7: Yeah?
Speaker 1: I haven't figured out how to ask that.
Speaker 4: Just shit, now, that's funny.
Speaker 1: No, for real, sometimes I just feel like sucking dick,
no sex, just come and let me keep going.
Speaker 4: And you haven't found a guy for that yet.
Speaker 1: No, I don't want niggas to think I'm some kind
of whole reputation.
Speaker 4: Remember reputation, right right right? I keep forgetting.
Speaker 1: Yeah, what about you?
Speaker 4: What about me?
Speaker 1: What's your favorite thing to do sexually?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: I know you were pitched.
Speaker 1: Well, yeah, I thought I was about to be blessed.
Speaker 4: But nah, that fucking sucks.
Speaker 1: Yeah, tell me about it.
Speaker 4: Is there anything you want to try?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Damn, I wasn't expecting that.
Speaker 4: I'm sure you weren't hard to even suggest that without
someone suggesting you're gay.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: What do you mean by anal stimulation? Exactly like you
want a toy in there?
Speaker 4: Here you go, it's going to be funny again?
Speaker 1: No? No, for real? What do you mean just to
the first knuckle?
Speaker 4: No more than that, not for me at least.
Speaker 1: Hm, that's nothing. I thought you were talking about a
whole finger.
Speaker 4: And if I was, would that be gay to you?
Speaker 1: I don't know. I guess not.
Speaker 4: Why would it be gay if he wants this woman
to do it?
Speaker 1: I guess it's not. I've never really thought about it.
Speaker 4: Not many women have. What about a man liking to
be choked while a woman is on top?
Speaker 1: You like being choked too?
Speaker 8: Yeah?
Speaker 4: Something about a woman taking control does something for me?
Speaker 1: You can ask for that though, that's nothing.
Speaker 4: Yeah, but it's less exciting when you have to ask
for it, remember touche. Like I said, man, sex is weird.
Speaker 1: Seems like everyone is just running around halfway satisfied.
Speaker 4: It appears that way, So.
Speaker 1: Did your wife do these things for you?
Speaker 8: Fuck?
Speaker 4: 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?
Speaker 1: Why didn't you say anything?
Speaker 4: I did? But nothing ever changed?
Speaker 1: Shit? Well that sucks.
Speaker 4: I don't know what you're thinking. Why not teach you
what you like?
Speaker 1: Right? Like? Why didn't you bring her into your world sexually?
Speaker 4: Some people just can't think that way when it comes
to sex.
Speaker 1: I don't believe that.
Speaker 4: So what you're thinking that I didn't try hard enough
that I should have been able to get her to
loosen up?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Very We tried counseltly, talking with other married people, talking
to one another. After a while, I just said fucking
and gave up.
Speaker 1: That just gives me so much hope.
Speaker 4: Don't be discouraged. It is what it is. I should
have married someone who was my match sexually.
Speaker 1: Have you ever met your match sexually?
Speaker 10: Yeah?
Speaker 4: But I was already married.
Speaker 1: Oh so you cheated on her in the later years.
Speaker 4: Yeah, there was avoid not being met sexually that I
just couldn't leave empty.
Speaker 1: Did you ever get caught?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: You're giving me so much hope tonight.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: So find someone I can be myself with sexually, then
fall in love.
Speaker 4: Hell yeah, or end up cheating. I know a shit
ton of married women who are cheating just to full avoid.
Speaker 1: Damn. You never really hear about married women cheating.
Speaker 4: I know because women are good at hiding shit like that.
Plus niggas never suspect women to cheat, so they never
look for it.
Speaker 1: I can see that.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: And how long did that last?
Speaker 4: Shit? Almost two years?
Speaker 1: Damn two years. That's the long ass time. Why didn't
she do she just leave? Well?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: You are blowing my mind right now.
Speaker 4: I bet no one really talks about the ugly side
of love. Sometimes you can get stuck in the shitty forever.
Speaker 1: Stuck in a shitty forever. Yeah, that's deep.
Speaker 4: As long as it looks good on the outside, no
one will ever question it.
Speaker 1: What do you mean by that?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: That's real as fuck.
Speaker 3: I used to wonder how people ended up staying shitty
relationships or marriages.
Speaker 4: We as people just have too much fucking hope.
Speaker 1: Too much hope? Is that even a thing?
Speaker 4: Fuck?
Speaker 1: Yeah, and explain this to me.
Speaker 4: Oh man, I'm about to just listen.
Speaker 1: I'm listening.
Speaker 4: I feel like people just deal with the bullshit of
today because tomorrow might be better. When in actuality.
Speaker 1: It might just be more bullshit pessimistic much, Nah.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: Since you're dropping so much knowledge right now, when is
one supposed to unleash the beast on someone?
Speaker 1: What you mean, when are you supposed to unleash the
nasty on somebody.
Speaker 4: Right out the gate?
Speaker 1: While wait, no fucking way, I can't be given all
the goodies away right.
Speaker 4: 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?
Speaker 1: That's different? You know it?
Speaker 4: How So?
Speaker 9: It just is.
Speaker 1: A woman has to carry yourself a certain way. Key reputation. Remember, Yeah, okay.
Speaker 4: I think you're more worried about your reputation than having
good sex.
Speaker 1: You don't get it?
Speaker 4: And what don't I get?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Men already only want one thing?
Speaker 1: Yeah, true?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: I'm sick of you, Keith, I really am. I'm not
gonna do it with you tonight.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: You're feeling lucky?
Speaker 4: Am I feeling lucky?
Speaker 1: Yeah? Are you feeling lucky?
Speaker 6: Shit?
Speaker 4: Should? I?
Speaker 1: I think you should?
Speaker 4: Are you feeling lucky?
Speaker 1: If you intend on teaching me something new? Then yeah,
I can teach you a few things. Well, where do
I sign up?
Speaker 4: Just say the word?
Speaker 1: I feel like we've talked enough.
Speaker 4: I agree, So what's next?
Speaker 1: Can you tell me you want to get out of here? Hell? Yeah,
you got me curious.
Speaker 4: Now, Well, we could go back to my place if
you want.
Speaker 1: I think I want that you're gonna.
Speaker 4: Put it on me, or you're scared about your reputation.
Speaker 1: I think I'm good on holding back tonight.
Speaker 10: M Is that so?
Speaker 1: Yeah? I think so?
Speaker 4: All right? Well follow me back to my place. I
don't stay that far.
Speaker 1: Okay, lead the way and send me your address just
in case I lose you, and so I'll have your number.
Speaker 4: Yeah, no doubt. What's your number?
Speaker 1: It's three one seven.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: To see how freaky he was. When I got in
my car, I instantly called Stephanie. Stephanie, Hello girl, What
you doing?
Speaker 4: Not a thing?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 2: This sounds juicy. Let me get my ass up, yup,
get on ut, hold on, I'm going to be back.
Speaker 1: All right, bitch, spell it.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: I'm just trying to fuck and I find a partner
that's real, right, and he's taking me downtown.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Girl?
Speaker 1: Shut up?
Speaker 3: Okay, okay, but why because he ain't one of these
little boys I don't mess with in the past.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: We welcome to my humbler boat.
Speaker 1: I always wonder what these condos look like on the inside.
Speaker 4: So you want to tour?
Speaker 1: Sure? Mmm? Smells good in here, thank you.
Speaker 4: Well. This is the kitchen, just enough space to cook
and shiit, nothing too fancy.
Speaker 1: I like this island. I want an island in my
kitchen so bad. Yeah it comes in handy, Yeah, I
bet it does.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Nice furniture. I like the sectional thank you.
Speaker 4: And back here this room is my studio room slash
man cave.
Speaker 1: Wow, this is pretty dope. Who did the art?
Speaker 4: This guy named Scottie. I send him ideas he create
I buy.
Speaker 1: I never seen a home studio like this.
Speaker 3: All the guys I know with studios have a laptop
with a microphone in the closet.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: That's dope.
Speaker 4: Yeah I enjoy it. And this is the bathroom.
Speaker 1: Nice shower, A lot of space in there, A lot
of space.
Speaker 4: Not much as seeing here though. And this is my bedroom.
Speaker 1: This is a big ass room. Nice bed, what size
is that?
Speaker 4: King? The only side for a king?
Speaker 1: Here we go, So what's up? You ready to teach
me something new?
Speaker 4: Of course? You mind if I take a shower first.
I've been out and about all day. I don't feel fresh.
Speaker 1: Sure do you think cool?
Speaker 4: Here's a remote to the TV. That won't be too long.
Speaker 1: Okay.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Hey, what's up?
Speaker 4: Why don't you join me?
Speaker 1: Oh? You want me to get in there with you?
Speaker 4: Yeah? Is that a problem?
Speaker 1: None at all.
Speaker 3: I had never taken a shower with the man before.
I was kind of nervous, but fuck it, no turning
back now now.
Speaker 4: So is the water flying for you?
Speaker 1: Yeah? Uh? Let me wash you.
Speaker 4: I want you to be fresh too.
Speaker 1: Oh so you're saying I'm musty?
Speaker 4: Oh okay, no, girl, chier. Just let me wash your body.
Speaker 1: Okay, I'll be gentle, don't worry you.
Speaker 4: Ever had a man wash your body before?
Speaker 1: No, never been in the shower with a man. God's
my age? Don't care if you're fresh or not.
Speaker 4: That's unfortunate.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: All right, let's push me spots. Now what put your
leg up on this? If you need to hold onto something.
Speaker 1: Grab the door to the shower, if I need balance,
What are you about to do?
Speaker 4: Just enjoy yourself.
Speaker 1: I got you, okay, it's your world, sir, Nah, it's
all about you right now.
Speaker 4: Now, let me see what you taste like.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: He wasn't. It was truly about me. That alone made
me come.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: You good enough?
Speaker 3: Oh my good sir, you just did some magical shit
right now. I'm never having my pussy ate like that.
Speaker 4: Oh I know. I love eating pussy. I love how
woman reacts to good asshead.
Speaker 1: Well, thank you for that much appreciated.
Speaker 4: Here's your tie. Let's draw off and vibe.
Speaker 1: Out after you.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Get up, girl, can't fall asleep just yet.
Speaker 3: Damn, I was almost out. I know that felt good
as hell. Thank you for that little body massage.
Speaker 4: Alright, no problem, Like I said, please in a woman
is what I enjoyed doing well.
Speaker 1: I am enjoying this good.
Speaker 4: So you want some wine?
Speaker 1: Yeah that sounds good.
Speaker 4: Cool, how you back? Put the shirt on so you
want to be cold.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Into the room.
Speaker 4: Oh so you find a tool?
Speaker 1: Shit, Keith, you scared me.
Speaker 4: My bad.
Speaker 1: Here you go, Thank you. I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to go through your stuff.
Speaker 4: Lie again, you just didn't mean to get caught. It's
all right, I have nothing to hide.
Speaker 1: Okay, good?
Speaker 4: But that that has six different speeds?
Speaker 1: And what do you use it for?
Speaker 4: To place on the clip while I'm attending to other
areas of the body?
Speaker 1: Oh? And what about these probe shaped things?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Place That sounds intense.
Speaker 4: Oh, I've heard that it is. Have you ever used
toys during sex?
Speaker 1: Can't say that I have.
Speaker 4: I didn't get into toys until my late twenties, realized
I needed some assistance with making women have intense orgasms.
Speaker 1: You really are all about the woman. Huh?
Speaker 4: Yeah, make a woman feel good and comfortable, you can
get her to do anything you want.
Speaker 1: I'm trying to experience that all of that.
Speaker 4: Oh you sure you're not gonna go crazy on me,
are you?
Speaker 1: Hell? If it's as good as you make it sound,
then I might.
Speaker 4: All right, let's see lay back.
Speaker 3: He started eating my pussy again. He went for about
thirty seconds before placing.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Hey, aren't your back.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: With his tongue.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: That's what I like to hear. Right there.
Speaker 1: I want you to fuck me. O. My pussy is throbbing.
Speaker 4: Finally you asked for it.
Speaker 1: Oh so you were waiting for me to ask for it.
Speaker 6: Yeah.
Speaker 4: I wanted to wait until you were ready for it and.
Speaker 1: Give it to me. And stop playing morning now, no
more eating, no more licking. Fuck me?
Speaker 4: Say please?
Speaker 1: Really? He grabbed my neck and looked me.
Speaker 4: In my eyes and said, I said, say please, stop
fucking playing with me.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Please.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: If anything isn't to your liking, just tell me if
I'm too rough or too nasty. The safe word is watermelon.
Speaker 1: Safe word.
Speaker 4: Yes. If I do something you don't like, say that
word cool.
Speaker 1: Yeah, I guess so.
Speaker 4: The toyan clip.
Speaker 1: He slid inside of me. It was a good fit.
Speaker 3: 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 tonge.
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.
Speaker 1: Get their neck, not him. I never knew what he
was gonna do next.
Speaker 4: Turn over?
Speaker 1: How you're gonna tell me to turn over while throwing me?
Speaker 4: What's the safe word? What's the safe word?
Speaker 1: Watermelon?
Speaker 4: Okay?
Speaker 1: How are you fucking me?
Speaker 5: Thiss?
Speaker 6: Good?
Speaker 4: Isn't this why you came over?
Speaker 1: Yes?
Speaker 4: I can't hear you. Yes, so let me give you
what you came over here for.
Speaker 1: He spinned my.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Oh so you like that shit?
Speaker 1: Yes? Yes?
Speaker 4: Do you want more?
Speaker 1: Yes? Please?
Speaker 4: You sure?
Speaker 1: Yes?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh.
Speaker 4: Word. Remember, yeah, I remember, I'm gonna go slow.
Speaker 1: Okay, Okay, you ready, I think so.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: It all and.
Speaker 4: Shit, you good?
Speaker 1: Yeah, keep going, that's a good girl.
Speaker 4: Let me see that vibrator. M remember the safe word.
Speaker 1: Okay.
Speaker 3: He put the vibrator in my pussy and started stroking
my ass past and faster.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Oh shit, I didn't think you would be down with
all of this.
Speaker 17: 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.
Speaker 4: I cannot deal with those problems right now.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: I just really wanted to show you a good time.
Don't let that bother you, okay, Keith, Yeah, what's up?
Speaker 1: Do you miss her?
Speaker 4: Who?
Speaker 1: Your ex wife? Us?
Speaker 6: Kill?
Speaker 1: I'm sorry, you don't have to answer. We can just
lay here.
Speaker 4: No, no, it's okay. I don't mind talking about it.
Speaker 1: Okay.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Yeah, damn.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I got dressed quietly and wokeome up. Hey Keith, Keith, huh,
wake up.
Speaker 4: Everything?
Speaker 1: Okay? Yeah, I think I'm headed home. I have a
busy day ahead of me.
Speaker 4: Okay, let me get up real quick and walk you
to the door.
Speaker 1: Okay, thank you so much for a great night.
Speaker 4: No, thank you.
Speaker 1: I needed that we should do this again sometime, for sure.
I still need another lesson.
Speaker 4: Well, you got my number coming whenever you're ready. Just
don't keep me waiting too long.
Speaker 1: I won't Goodbye, Keith, Bye Chess.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Nope.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Hello, Hey, what's up?
Speaker 4: Hey?
Speaker 1: Who's this really?
Speaker 4: Yes? Really?
Speaker 1: Who's damn Nigga's Jessica?
Speaker 4: Jessica?
Speaker 1: Jess trying me right.
Speaker 4: Now, Jessica. Oh hey Jessica, stop playing with me?
Speaker 1: Father time?
Speaker 4: What stranger?
Speaker 1: You really tried it? I almost sunk up on you as.
Speaker 4: My bad, my bad? Let me stop playing?
Speaker 1: Yeah, stop playing?
Speaker 4: What are your not going?
Speaker 1: Eventful? What about you?
Speaker 4: I'm killing right now. Just got home from the cigar
bar with my boys.
Speaker 1: You and those damn cigars.
Speaker 4: Yep, me and my damn cigars.
Speaker 1: Are you going to band anytime soon? I know how
you old people like to go to sleep early.
Speaker 4: Here you go with the jokes starting early.
Speaker 1: Huh, yep, here I go.
Speaker 4: Nah, I was actually about to cook dinner.
Speaker 1: Oh I want some?
Speaker 4: Is that your way of telling me you want to
come over?
Speaker 1: Maybe?
Speaker 4: Do you ever ask what you want directly? Or is
beating around the bush your thing?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Maybe here you go?
Speaker 1: Plan?
Speaker 4: Yeah, you can come over? Some company would be nice.
You remember where I stay?
Speaker 1: Right? Yeah? I remember?
Speaker 4: All right? Cool, Well, let me know when you're in
the way.
Speaker 1: I'm about to get dressed in head there now, I'll
be there in about an hour.
Speaker 4: That's cool. I see you then?
Speaker 1: Okay, bye?
Speaker 4: Hey you right on time? Come on in.
Speaker 1: Hey, sir, it smells good as hell in here? What
you making?
Speaker 4: I'm sammon asparagus cous cousoo?
Speaker 1: Sounds good and healthy? Can't wait to taste it?
Speaker 4: Good because it's almost done. Have a seat the island
places at dinner table as well.
Speaker 1: Okay, have some wine?
Speaker 4: Relaxed a little don't mind if I do.
Speaker 1: So.
Speaker 4: Why you're in at the club? I thought every twenty
one year old living inside of the club on.
Speaker 1: The weekends, normally I would be, but tonight I just
wanted to Chell, that's what's up.
Speaker 3: And I wanted to see you. Oh yeah, yeah, I
kind of missed that smart ass mouth of yours.
Speaker 4: Oh I kind of missed you too.
Speaker 1: Well. If you missed me, then why didn't you call her?
Text me shit?
Speaker 4: For the same reason you didn't call her text me too?
Speaker 1: Shake, sir, to shak, you better start.
Speaker 4: Being the aggressor ain't they're wrong making the first move.
Speaker 1: I remember that for the next time, since you don't
make the first move either.
Speaker 4: It's just sexy when a woman takes charge every now
and then.
Speaker 1: Want to see if you would, I definitely keep that
in mind.
Speaker 4: Thank you, you're welcome. So ready to eat?
Speaker 1: I'm always ready to eat. I gotta give it to you.
That was pretty good. I was skeptical.
Speaker 4: And why would you be skeptical?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Okay, then I hear you.
Speaker 1: But I can wash the dishes if you want. I mean,
that's the least I can do since you cook.
Speaker 4: Oh well, go right ahead. I ain't gonna stop you.
Speaker 1: You were supposed to say no if you were so dripling.
Speaker 4: Hey, I never claimed that I wasn't.
Speaker 1: You're right, you didn't.
Speaker 4: All right? How about our rents stand?
Speaker 1: Okay, come on, so Jessica, so Keith, how.
Speaker 4: Often do you pick up old the fishless men at
the bar?
Speaker 1: Really? How often do you proy on young and experienced
women at the bar.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Oh so you never had a one night stand?
Speaker 1: Say it with me? Key reputation. Your memory is shit?
Speaker 4: Oh my bad, I keep forgetting you.
Speaker 1: Better start taking your vitamins, old man, your memory is fading. Hey,
you got one more time, Okay, I'm just messing with you.
Speaker 4: Keep it up.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Home and call an old fling who you know ain't
worth for dam.
Speaker 1: Yep, either that or pull out tony Damn. Life is hard,
Tell me about it.
Speaker 4: Nah, women are just fucking lazy.
Speaker 1: What Why would you say that?
Speaker 4: Because y'all will fuck someone you know ain't worth for
them instead of just finding something new.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: 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?
Speaker 1: Digital marketing?
Speaker 4: That's what's up? What drove you to that?
Speaker 3: I feel like marketing and advertising are going to gravitate
towards social media heavy within the next few years.
Speaker 1: I mean, I'm already online all the time. I might
as well make money.
Speaker 4: From it, smart girl, because it's coming. People spend so
much time online now, it's crazy.
Speaker 1: Yeah. Plus I just want job security. The internet ain't
going nowhere, no time soon. And look at that all done.
Speaker 4: Teamwork makes the dream work.
Speaker 1: Indeed it does. So dinner was good, But what's for dessert?
Speaker 4: You?
Speaker 1: Oh that's how you feel?
Speaker 4: Yep?
Speaker 1: Okay, man, come here.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: What don't ever stay away from me that long? Again?
Speaker 1: Why you miss me?
Speaker 4: Yes?
Speaker 1: I did all right, prove it. Then he started taking
off my clothes.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 1: Like? What like that? You know what you're doing.
Speaker 4: Because you look damn good? Is it a problem or
something like? It stopped?
Speaker 1: It's fine. I just what. I've never had a man
make me feel as.
Speaker 6: Good as you do.
Speaker 1: That's all.
Speaker 4: That's the objective to me A favor though. Yeah, in
the future, don't wear so many articles of clothing if
you come.
Speaker 1: Up to dick. What why? I thought, I look cute?
Speaker 4: You do, But can't you look cute in a skirt
of something?
Speaker 1: Lazy ass? I got you next time, and that's why
I wear dresses with no panties. I'm on a dig mission.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Ooh damn, somebody's horny.
Speaker 1: Uh yeah, I've been horny since I smelled the food.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Hey, come in, I didn't wake you do that.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 6: Nah?
Speaker 4: I woke up to the bathroom, but forgot I have
some edits to work on. Last night I kind of
got distracted.
Speaker 1: Ooks bad.
Speaker 4: Yeah, I was just gonna knock these out and get
back in bed.
Speaker 1: What kind of edits are you working on?
Speaker 4: This company needs some songs cut down a certain way
for some commercials they're doing.
Speaker 1: Is it hard?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Sounds annoying.
Speaker 4: It's annoying as hell, but it's cool. They mean well
and they pay well and email sent.
Speaker 1: Yeah, I really love this room.
Speaker 3: It instantly puts you in a good mood with all
the ron and the lights and the equipment.
Speaker 4: Gotta have the vibes right, you want to create. That's vital.
Speaker 1: So what does this do?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: And what about this?
Speaker 4: That's a reflection filter. It goes behind the microphone for
when I do voiceovers.
Speaker 1: And what does this do?
Speaker 4: Well, that's my dick. It raises standards, mind showing me.
Mm hm, take them out mm hm.
Speaker 1: Hmmm, somebody's happy to see me.
Speaker 4: 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?
Speaker 1: What? You you don't like it?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Right there.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: All right, Yeah, you should probably keep condoms in each room.
Speaker 4: I know, right, Hey, you like jazz?
Speaker 1: I mean, I don't dislike it. It's cool.
Speaker 4: I guess do you mind if I play some?
Speaker 1: This is your house. You make the rules, you right.
Speaker 4: I just like fucking the jazz. Why. It's a different vibe,
not the same with raping R and B.
Speaker 1: What kind of vibe?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: He was right.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Ooh shit, somebody likes this. Oh my gosh if I
hit the high shit.
Speaker 1: I'm sorry.
Speaker 4: It's okay. What you're sorry for.
Speaker 1: I've never scored it before. I didn't even know I
could do that.
Speaker 4: It's okay, Jessica. Really, I need to go to the bathroom.
Speaker 1: It's not funny, sir.
Speaker 4: It is just a little bit. What are you doing
trying to make sure your pussy ain't broke?
Speaker 1: Can I pee without you? Talking?
Speaker 6: Shit?
Speaker 4: My bad, my bad? Yo? Thea toil's run, the clothing
on the top show?
Speaker 1: Thank you?
Speaker 4: Bring one in here. I want this here.
Speaker 1: I'm sorry, Keith, stop being sorry.
Speaker 4: Ain't it wrong with squirting?
Speaker 1: Did I get in on anything? Did I mess anything up?
Speaker 4: Nah?
Speaker 3: You good, It's okay, Relax, I've only seen it happening porn.
Speaker 1: I did not know I was capable of that. That
was crazy.
Speaker 4: That's because the guys you've been never took the time
to finally hit the right spots.
Speaker 1: Well, shit, I guess not.
Speaker 4: But did it feel good?
Speaker 1: Did it feel good? Hell? Yeah, it felt good?
Speaker 4: Good? Good good?
Speaker 3: You know damn well, I felt good. You just wanted
me to stroke your ego. You are trifling, just rifling.
Speaker 4: Okay, I'm a cheer.
Speaker 1: Yeah, thank you, I appreciate that.
Speaker 4: But hey, let's move us to the patio. I feel
like smoking.
Speaker 1: Can I have a shirt to put on?
Speaker 4: Yeah, no problem.
Speaker 1: This is a great fucking view. I bet you come
out here all the time.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: How long have you been here?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: I can't wait to have my own house.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: For some reason, it seems like you really didn't care
for being married, or at least the things that came
with it.
Speaker 4: I mean, it was cool. I just don't see how
people do it multiple times. Folks getting married three or
four times? Nigga?
Speaker 1: Hell no.
Speaker 3: How embarrassing is it to have so many failed attempts? Like,
at what point do you just stop?
Speaker 1: You know we can see you right right after.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 6: You know what.
Speaker 4: I don't even need to smoke talking to you.
Speaker 1: It's cool, Oh aren't you sweet?
Speaker 4: M So what about you? You want to get married?
Speaker 1: Yeah? I guess maybe one day we'll see why? Why? What?
Why do I want to get married?
Speaker 4: Yeah?
Speaker 1: Because I don't want to be the old single bitch
with cats.
Speaker 4: You look like a cat lady.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Doesn't sound like you've thought too much about being married.
Speaker 1: Well, I'm sorry, Keith, I don't have some elaborate answer
for you, sir.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Hmm.
Speaker 4: Yeah. I don't mean to scare you and turn you
off the idea, but just want you to be prepared.
Speaker 1: It doesn't sound like it.
Speaker 4: I'm for real. I just want you to think about it.
Speaker 3: Oh, I know, I've never had anyone talk to me
about it like this, making me really think about shit.
Speaker 4: Shit. I know when I proposed people were oh so happy,
congratulations all around the board. Not one of them. Motherfucker
sat me down.
Speaker 1: And told me anything anything like what shit?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: How long did y'all go without sex?
Speaker 4: Three fucking years?
Speaker 1: Holy shit? What ain't no way I will go that
long without sex. That's that's crazy as hell.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Fuck, why do you think that happened?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: She never learned shit.
Speaker 4: Nope. I waited to see if she was everybody aggressor.
Speaker 6: Nah.
Speaker 1: Do you think she was sleeping around with someone else
during that time?
Speaker 4: I don't know.
Speaker 1: Probably did you even care?
Speaker 4: Nope? That would have made things easier had we got
caught cheat on one another.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Yeah, of course it was fun. We had fun, she
was beautiful, everything was new.
Speaker 1: Then what happened?
Speaker 4: Shit, time happened, growth happen, life happened. We were happy
until we weren't.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I mean, you barely know yourself.
Speaker 4: You barely know about life in your twenties. Man, you
don't even know what to look for in a person.
Speaker 3: All this damn pressure to be married, find a career,
get a house, et cetera.
Speaker 1: I still try to go to Chick fil A on Sundays.
How the hell am I supposed to do all of that?
Speaker 4: I've deaf pulled up Chick fil A on a Sunday pissed.
Speaker 1: Life is hard, ain't it?
Speaker 4: 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?
Speaker 1: You got to let her learn on her own.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: You're stupid, I know.
Speaker 4: But I just I really wish you just listened to me.
But she doesn't she'll come around, hopefully.
Speaker 1: Do you want to be in another relationship?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: I'm not about to deal with you tonight at all.
Speaker 4: Do you want to be in a relationship you're looking
for love?
Speaker 1: Not at all?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Smart girl.
Speaker 1: Have you ever fucked out here? Nah? Why?
Speaker 4: I don't know. Never had the opportunity, I guess.
Speaker 1: Is this not an opportunity?
Speaker 4: Shit?
Speaker 1: Is it? Yeah?
Speaker 4: You're not gonna peel me again? Are you? I can
get the towel right now, see.
Speaker 1: That right there? Being an asshole is the quickest way
to make my pussy dry.
Speaker 4: I wish you took jokes the same way you took dick.
Speaker 3: Oh, excuse me, you just don't quit, do you? That
just killed the mood. Opportunity gone, sir?
Speaker 4: Oh, never make it up to you.
Speaker 1: No get away from me.
Speaker 4: Oh it's like that. Yep, stand up? Why girls staying
your ass up?
Speaker 8: Now?
Speaker 4: What turn around? Bend over and observe the city.
Speaker 1: What you about to do?
Speaker 4: Shut it up?
Speaker 1: Make me.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Why the fuck you so quiet? Does this not feel good?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Trouble my hoops?
Speaker 1: What if someone sees us? Oh?
Speaker 4: Okay, let's see how long that last?
Speaker 1: Wait? He don't.
Speaker 4: This is my house. I make the rulers.
Speaker 1: Remember this man grabbed the.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh it felt so damn good.
Speaker 4: Oh oh yeah, I'm not.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I let it all out. Oh my god, that feel good.
Speaker 4: Yes, I can't fucking hear you, I said, do that
shit feel good?
Speaker 1: I thought? So.
Speaker 3: He was fucking me so good. I'm sure we woke
people up. I'm sure we had some purpose just listening
to us.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Oh no, Na, nah, you're not getting away from me
that easy. Stain your ass up.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: My god, Hey God, didn't have nothing.
Speaker 6: To do with that.
Speaker 1: That was all you look unless you want me to
move in this bitch, stop sucking me like that.
Speaker 4: Okay, Damn, I can't dick you down like that.
Speaker 1: No, not back to back, nigga, spread it out.
Speaker 4: I didn't know my bad, but let's head to the room. Though.
I think you woke some people up.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: You better hope I don't tie your ass to the
bed like that white lady in misery.
Speaker 4: Hey, hey, a a hill, do not do all of that.
I got it now, I'll dial it back.
Speaker 1: Yeah, spread it out. Give me some mediocre dick here
and there. I won't be mad. You need balance?
Speaker 4: Balance the fuck?
Speaker 1: Is that all right? I warned you. Now I know
how women be falling in love over dick. I thought
it was a mess.
Speaker 4: I got it. I got it.
Speaker 1: Now I need some sleep. My pussy needs a nap.
Speaker 4: Oh so you're not gonna leave like last time?
Speaker 1: Huh?
Speaker 4: I know you didn't have a busy dead ahead of you.
You just didn't want to sleep over.
Speaker 1: Oh that that.
Speaker 4: You can just tell me you don't want to sleep over.
I won't get mad.
Speaker 1: I wouldn't care if you did bullshit? Then while you lie, Hey,
don't call me out. Just let me live my life.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh so do you ever just ask for what you want?
Speaker 4: I see what you did there, cute?
Speaker 1: You must want me to stay.
Speaker 4: Nah, I just want some sleep. But it would be
nice to make you breakfast.
Speaker 1: Oh shit, that's all you had to say, leave with
the food next time.
Speaker 4: But you really are greedy?
Speaker 1: Are you judging? Are you judging all?
Speaker 4: Not at all?
Speaker 1: Good?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Smelling good, sir, Oh hey, hey, hey, good morning, Good morning, as.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: I just want you to know that you got me
fucked up.
Speaker 4: Hey, hey, you said enough.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Fresh bruh, Come here, let me see yep, I'm happy.
Now we good?
Speaker 1: That shit was brutal. Shut up? Why do old people
wake up so damn early? Did you get some sleep early?
Speaker 4: Nigga is eleven thirty? And yeah, I got some sleep?
Speaker 1: Oh is it eleven thirty?
Speaker 6: Eleven?
Speaker 4: Yes, eleven thirty?
Speaker 3: Shit, my coulds he needed the rest? I bet it
did anyway. What you're making?
Speaker 4: Shit? Nothing special? Scrambled eggs with cheese and spinach, chicken sauceage,
raising toast.
Speaker 1: Mmm, sounds good, it's actually done.
Speaker 4: Ready to eat?
Speaker 1: Yeah, in a minute. I can't eat right when I
wake up me either, But since.
Speaker 4: I've been up for a minute, I'm about to eat.
Speaker 1: Wait, come here, what you want me woman? This?
Speaker 6: Oh?
Speaker 4: Yeah, yep, don't wake him up if you're not gonna
do nothing with him.
Speaker 1: Oh, I'm gonna do something with him. I pushed him
out onto the patio.
Speaker 4: Oh you bold today? Huh?
Speaker 1: Yep, you scared girl.
Speaker 4: Who you think you talking to? Show me something? Okay, yeah,
I'm here for all of this.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Oh shit, girl, you really listened to a nigga last night.
This shit feels good.
Speaker 1: Shut up boy.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Yep.
Speaker 3: His ass started squirming and shit, big ass ego booster,
so I kept it up.
Speaker 4: Girls, stop, I'm about to come, I said.
Speaker 1: Oh shit, he exploded.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Something about a man kissing you after you swallow his
nut is so fucking sexy.
Speaker 4: Shit fuck sucked the soul out of my neck.
Speaker 1: Problem.
Speaker 4: Hell nah, I ain't need my soul today anyway.
Speaker 1: I didn't think. So now let's eat. I worked up
an appetite.
Speaker 4: I bet good work. You learn fast.
Speaker 1: You're a good teacher. I know.
Speaker 4: Now I'm really starving. I'm about to smash oo meat.
Speaker 1: Who So what you want to drink?
Speaker 4: You want orange juice or water?
Speaker 1: Oh?
Speaker 4: I got some almonmelk too.
Speaker 1: Oh the hell drinks water with their breakfast? What's up
a old nigga? Shit is that?
Speaker 4: Hey? I was just giving you options.
Speaker 1: Boy that orange juice before I leave you?
Speaker 4: Funny?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Like a queen.
Speaker 4: So what you got going on today?
Speaker 1: Nothing? Really got to help my mom with something around
for so after that? Nothing? Probably kicking it with my
girl Stephanie.
Speaker 4: You nothing, and I'm relaxing today, that's what's up?
Speaker 1: So?
Speaker 4: Uh have you told anyone about us?
Speaker 1: Yeah? My best friend just in case you were a killer,
needed someone.
Speaker 4: To know who you were really a killer?
Speaker 1: Yeah?
Speaker 3: Old man swooning young women at the bar then locking
them in the basement.
Speaker 4: Man, if you don't shut the hell up, I don't
even have a basement.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Yeah? I got Chris in Atlanta had to tell somebody
that shit was too good.
Speaker 1: You know I'll do it. I can't.
Speaker 4: Oh, man, here you go.
Speaker 1: What I like my ego stroke too? Let me get mine?
Speaker 4: You got it? So you don't feel a way about
my age?
Speaker 6: Do you not?
Speaker 1: If you're gonna be fucking me like that?
Speaker 4: Nah, I'm for real.
Speaker 1: I mean no, I don't know. I haven't really thought
about it too.
Speaker 4: Much me either, But I know people will flip the
fuck out if they found out I was dating a
twenty one year old.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: You sure? I don't want you to think I'm high
on you or nothing.
Speaker 3: Yeah, I'm a big girl, I tell you. Otherwise, this
is fun. I'm enjoying myself.
Speaker 1: Cool. What made you ask that?
Speaker 4: This morning? I woke up and just had to stop
myself from staring at you while you were asleep, So.
Speaker 1: Beautiful, even with the crust in my eyes, Even.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh key nah for real.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Do you feel like you really live fifty to fifty?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Be careful who you spend your time with.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: You never hear people telling young people to be young.
Speaker 4: I will be fucking young. So many young people doing
old people shit. Do that when you're older.
Speaker 3: I really appreciate this advice you're giving me. It's pivotal
right now as I find myself.
Speaker 4: You're welcome.
Speaker 1: Well, I need to hand home and prepare for my day.
Speaker 4: I need a bath, go on and soak that little pussy.
Speaker 1: Why my pussy gott to be little?
Speaker 4: I'm playing, I'm playing. Well, I won't hold you up.
Speaker 1: I went to his.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: I'm sorry, I can't help it. I really don't want
you to leave, but I know you got shit to do.
Speaker 1: I know right, I want to stay as well, but
life calls.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Well, thank you, sir. I appreciate it. I hate to
admit it, but you're growing on me.
Speaker 3: Likewise, Well, I should get going if I sit here
any longer, I might not get up.
Speaker 4: Yeah, I can't have that.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Did you enjoy the food?
Speaker 1: Ooh yes, I'm stuffed. How did you even hear about
this place?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Well. I appreciate you for thinking to me. You know
my heart and my stomach.
Speaker 4: I think about you a lot.
Speaker 1: Actually, do you now?
Speaker 4: Yeah? I do, probably a little bit too much.
Speaker 1: I don't think that's possible. I mean, I am kind
of dope, so I understand.
Speaker 4: You are as much as I hate to admit it,
you are that, but you aren't too bad yourself, sir.
Speaker 1: Oh, well, thank you, you're welcome.
Speaker 4: But hey, I kind of want to tell you something.
Speaker 1: Oh yeah, what's that?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: What that said? Have you changed your mind about being
with an older.
Speaker 1: Man, Keith? We've talked about it.
Speaker 4: No, I know, I know, just seeing where your head is.
That that's all.
Speaker 1: You know how I feel about you? You know, I
don't want to be with anyone else.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: We're good, Yeah, we're good. But is you good?
Speaker 4: Yeah? I'm good, I promise.
Speaker 1: I can't believe your boat ass was nervous to tell
me you love me. That's hard to believe.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Well you're the first man I've ever told that too.
Speaker 4: So oh, now I feel special.
Speaker 1: As you should. Now let's go so I can fuck.
Speaker 4: You before we go. I have something else to tell you. Well,
ask you?
Speaker 1: Okay, what's up?
Speaker 4: I wanted to know if you would take a key
to my place?
Speaker 1: What really?
Speaker 4: I mean, you're always there anyway, I figure, why.
Speaker 1: Not, Keith? Are you sure me not wanting to have
titles doesn't bother you?
Speaker 4: 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?
Speaker 3: No, no, no, no, no, no, it's not too much.
I've just never have the key to someone's place before.
Speaker 4: You don't have to take it if you don't want to.
You don't have to take it. There's no pressure.
Speaker 1: Oh, I'll take it. I just wasn't expecting you to
give me a key.
Speaker 4: All right, So you're cool. I just hit you with
a lot.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: I'm done.
Speaker 1: You sure? I mean you're on a road tonight. Don't
let me.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh I don't feel away. I know you mean well, Keith.
Speaker 4: And this isn't me trying to lure you into a
relationship either.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Oh shit, I like it when you're aggressive.
Speaker 1: That night we made love.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: To get away.
Speaker 3: I walked in to find keeps sending on the patio
with this look of concern on his face.
Speaker 1: Hey sir, Oh shit.
Speaker 4: 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?
Speaker 1: I know I missed you, an I had a long,
gass week. Oh. I just needed to get away.
Speaker 4: We ain't nothing wrong with that.
Speaker 1: What's that with you? Though? Everything? Okay?
Speaker 4: Yeah, yeah, everything is cool. Just relaxing.
Speaker 1: Really, that's what's up.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 4: Yo. Do you have a passport? No?
Speaker 1: I keep saying that I'm gonna get one, but I
never do. Why you ask?
Speaker 4: Let's go down and get one tomorrow?
Speaker 1: Oh? Okay, wow? What's up?
Speaker 4: I think I want to hit up a few places,
and you're my designated travel buddy.
Speaker 1: Now you know I can't afford that right now?
Speaker 4: Okay, since when have you ever had to pay for anything? Chill?
I got you.
Speaker 1: Oh shit, wh where are we going?
Speaker 4: I think I want to see the Eiffel Tower.
Speaker 1: Oh shit, Paris really don't play with me?
Speaker 4: And yeah Paris?
Speaker 1: Well shit, when we going? Because I'm ready now, I
bet you are soon soon.
Speaker 4: I'll let you know, but first we got to get
you a passport.
Speaker 3: Bet I'm glad I just popped up. I need to
pop up more often if this will prompt trips to Paris.
Speaker 4: You are the most extra person I've ever met.
Speaker 1: I'm not I'm just saying I hear you.
Speaker 4: There's some other places I've never been that I like
to go, too, Like where don't laugh? But Atlanta is one.
Speaker 1: Boy? You ain't never been to Atlanta? Nope, what the hell?
Speaker 4: I've never been to Atlanta? New York, California? Shit, nowhere? Really?
Speaker 8: Kid?
Speaker 1: You tripping? I know? I know.
Speaker 4: I wanted to go years ago, but never had the money.
Then when I got the money, I had nobody.
Speaker 1: To go with.
Speaker 4: Now I got you.
Speaker 1: Well, time is of the essence, Isn't that what they say?
Speaker 4: Who the hell is day? Because I've never heard anyone
say that in my life.
Speaker 1: Here you go, ruining the damn moment, just going along
with the next time.
Speaker 4: Damn kid, I need to work on that. My bad,
My bad.
Speaker 1: You would think one would get better, clearly.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Ain't that my job? It is?
Speaker 4: And you do it well? Thank you, baby girl.
Speaker 1: You're welcome.
Speaker 4: Well.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Hello, Hey, baby girl, what's up?
Speaker 1: Hey Keith?
Speaker 4: How you being. I haven't heard from you in a
couple of weeks.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Well nothing comes overnight, so just keep going that and
I'm sure to pay off.
Speaker 1: Hey, can I call you back? I'm kind of busy
right now.
Speaker 4: Oh well yeah, call me tomorrow or something.
Speaker 1: Okay, I will Bye bye. Told you I was.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Come in.
Speaker 4: Well, I'll be look you here, Look what the cat
don drug in?
Speaker 1: Hey sir, what are you up to?
Speaker 4: Nothing important? So to what do I owe this pleasant surprise? Oh? Wait,
you must be home.
Speaker 1: No, I actually just wanted to see your face. It's
been a while, I agree.
Speaker 4: Will come in, Come in, Come in, sit down.
Speaker 1: Are you losing weight?
Speaker 4: Yeah? I got sick a couple of weeks ago, but
I've been juiced since then, trying to keep it sexy
and healthy.
Speaker 1: You know.
Speaker 4: So, how's everything going. How's a job?
Speaker 1: The job's going great. I love it.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Your time is coming. Don't worry about it. Just keep
busting the ass.
Speaker 1: What's been up with you though? Any new projects you've
been working on?
Speaker 4: Actually, yeah, just get back from New York helping this
company with audio for a few shows they're doing.
Speaker 1: Oh man, yeah, dope, shit, Keith I know you love that.
Speaker 4: Hell, yeah, I'm excited.
Speaker 1: I bet.
Speaker 4: Hey.
Speaker 1: Are you okay?
Speaker 4: You seem a little off? What's on your mind?
Speaker 1: Talk to me, Keith. I have something I need to
tell you.
Speaker 4: Okay, I got somethime. I need to tell you too,
but you go first.
Speaker 1: Okay, Keith. Yeah, I met a guy. We've been talking
for a few months, and I'm starting to develop feelings
for him.
Speaker 4: Oh oh damn.
Speaker 3: Please please don't be mad at me. I wanted to
tell you sooner, but I was scared.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Keith, I'm so sorry.
Speaker 4: It's okay, baby girl, don't be sorry. We had a
good run, right, a very good run.
Speaker 1: This hurts me so bad because I love you. I
love you so much, and I feel like I feel
like I'm betrayed.
Speaker 4: Come here, Come here, come here. It's okay. I love
you too, a baby girl. Don't cry, don't cry. I understand.
Speaker 1: Why couldn't you just be younger? I want to be
with you. I want you Keith, I want to be
with you.
Speaker 4: Hey, hey, hey, life doesn't work like that, baby girl.
I wish I was your age all the time.
Speaker 1: Why do we keep it going so long? Knowing it
would come to this?
Speaker 4: 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?
Speaker 1: Because I'm cute, because you're beautiful. You sure you're not
mad at me? You're handling this better than I expected.
Speaker 4: Hey, how could I be mad? You've given me the
best three years a man could have asked for.
Speaker 1: That's why I heard so bad.
Speaker 4: I kind of figured you with dating somebody, though.
Speaker 1: Really? How because I got distant?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: I handled this all wrong. I feel like I've hurt
you and I let you down.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: This sucks so bad. I agree, I agree, But.
Speaker 4: How do you break up with somebody you are in
a relationship with.
Speaker 1: Sounds like the title of a Drake song.
Speaker 4: It does. But we had fun though, a.
Speaker 1: Lot of fun. Keith.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I can't imagine my life without you.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Really, I kind of feel like i've known you most
of my life too.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: I know. I just wanted to let you know how
much I appreciate you, and I appreciate it.
Speaker 4: Hey, you still got that open invitation come over whenever
you want.
Speaker 1: Okay, do you mind if I just lay here with you.
Speaker 4: For a while. Stay as long as you like, baby girl,
stays long as you like.
Speaker 1: So what was it you wanted to tell me.
Speaker 4: Oh, I can wait, Let's just let's just lay here
and chill.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh man, I did not plan on falling asleep. What
time is it?
Speaker 4: Almost two am?
Speaker 1: Fuck? I have to be in the office by seven tomorrow. Shit,
I have to go.
Speaker 4: Okay, really start tomorrow.
Speaker 1: Yeah, big project coming up. I'm trying to impress them.
Speaker 4: So yeah, hey, you got that shit, don't think about.
Speaker 1: It too much, thank you. Oh, here's your keyback?
Speaker 6: Whoa?
Speaker 4: Whoa? What are you giving that to me for? Keep it?
Never know when you might need to get away again.
Speaker 1: Are you sure?
Speaker 4: 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?
Speaker 1: Cool? Well, I'll call you this weekend.
Speaker 4: Okay, I'll be around, don't forget to call me.
Speaker 1: Okay, good night, Keth, goodbye, Jessica. He kissed me on
my forehead and I left. My heart dropped as I
walked to my car.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Y'all felt lifeless.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Who is this? This is Amber Keith's sister. Hey, Amber,
is Keith around?
Speaker 14: Yeah?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Scared Amber. Hey, I'm just I know who you are.
Speaker 14: Jessica. It's nice to finally meet you. This man has
been asking have you called for two weeks straight?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 14: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Jessica, Jessica, are you okay? Huh?
Speaker 14: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 14: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 1: Is this why he took it so well? I couldn't
help but blame myself.
Speaker 4: Hey, baby girl, he.
Speaker 1: Keith, why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you call me?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 3: That's what she wanted to tell me the night I
told you I was seeing someone. Yeah, why didn't you
say anything?
Speaker 4: Too much heartache already, But I was waiting on you
to call me. You never called me.
Speaker 1: I'm so sorry, Kei.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: You should have called me. I would have been right
here by your side.
Speaker 4: I am crazy, but I knew you would call.
Speaker 1: I went to your place and everything. I had to
see you.
Speaker 4: I haven't been there in weeks. I need to find
someone to take care of it. That's my baby.
Speaker 1: What your condo?
Speaker 4: Yeah?
Speaker 1: Why not your daughter?
Speaker 4: Hell no, she wouldn't appreciate it. How about you take it?
Speaker 1: What you would give it to me?
Speaker 4: Why not?
Speaker 1: I don't know. But let's stop talking about this. You're
not going anywhere. You're gonna be just.
Speaker 4: Fine, okay, but I want you to have it.
Speaker 1: I love you, Keith.
Speaker 4: I love you too, Papy Cirl and thank you. Thank
you for what for making me happy? For everything?
Speaker 1: Well, I was just return in the favor.
Speaker 4: I hope I didn't raise your standards too high.
Speaker 1: He kind of did, but it's cool.
Speaker 4: They said, I gotta stick from you paying on me?
Speaker 6: Know who?
Speaker 1: They didn't? I stop playing. I'm super vulnerable right now
here here, drink this.
Speaker 4: Thank you.
Speaker 1: I'm gonna let you get some rest. I'll come back
to myrow. Have to work and check on you.
Speaker 4: Okay, baby girl? Bay we had fun all.
Speaker 1: Right, Yeah, we had a lot of fun. Oh, i'll
see you tomorrow though. We can reminisce then.
Speaker 4: Okay, okay, I'll see you tomorrow.
Speaker 1: I love you.
Speaker 4: I love you too, baby girl.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I staring at the ceiling with tears in my eyes.
His sister called and told me he had died.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 1: Yep, hmmm, I ain't mad at it, girl. Look at
this fucking view. I see where you were always here exactly.
Speaker 2: Kind of crazy how all the paperwork and stuff got
finished right when you and Dominicq broke up.
Speaker 3: Look at God, right, I can't be mad at him
for cheating on me. I was a pretty shitty girlfriend.
Once Keith died.
Speaker 1: Did you ever tell him about how close you and
Keith were?
Speaker 6: God?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Okay, I hear you. What's back there? The studio in bedroom?
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: You good? You may mint it.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 4: Now.
Speaker 1: I know you loved him. I missed him so much. Stephanie,
I know I'm here, girl.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Previously on Black Widow, So I got a question. Now
you ain't got to answer if you don't want to.
Speaker 1: What's up.
Speaker 4: The cops just busted.
Speaker 16: You're giving me head Okay, you just let me finger
you in this restaurant, and you told me about this airplane.
Speaker 4: I want to know when you get this free? Like,
who opens your nose up to this?
Speaker 1: No man has ever asked me this. You sure you
want to know this?
Speaker 4: Look at my face, don't I look in tree?
Speaker 6: Nah?
Speaker 1: You look ugly? Man? Nah?
Speaker 16: Really I want to know. But if you don't want
to open up and tell me, I completely understand.
Speaker 1: No, I don't mind. For some strange reason, I trust you.
It could be my charm, It could be this wine.
Speaker 4: Yeah, whatever. I just really want to know, though.
Speaker 1: Well, you really trying me tonight, mister.
Speaker 4: Hey, I'm Keith.
Speaker 1: My name is Jessica.
Speaker 4: Nice to meet you, Jessica. Do you mind me asking
how old you are? I know women are pretty worried
about that.
Speaker 1: I never understood it either, but I'm twenty one. Oh man,
what you're about to say that I'm a baby.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Damn father? Talk how old are you.
Speaker 4: I'm forty four. I'll be forty five in September.
Speaker 1: Wow. I wouldn't have guessed that you don't look forty five.
Are you feeling lucky?
Speaker 4: Shit?
Speaker 1: Should have I think you should.
Speaker 4: Are you feeling lucky?
Speaker 1: If you intend on teaching me something new, then yeah.
Speaker 4: I could teach you a few things.
Speaker 1: Well, where do I sign up?
Speaker 4: Just say a word.
Speaker 1: I feel like we've talked enough.
Speaker 4: I agree, So what's next?
Speaker 1: Can you tell me you want to get out of here?
Speaker 4: Hell?
Speaker 1: Yeah, you got me curious now.
Speaker 4: If anything isn't to your liking, just tell me if
I'm too rough or too nat The safe word is watermelon.
Speaker 1: Safe word yes.
Speaker 4: If I do something you don't like, say that word cool.
Speaker 1: Yeah, I guess, so keep the.
Speaker 4: Toy and click.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: I squirted it.
Speaker 4: Oh shit, somebody likes this.
Speaker 1: Oh my gosh, if I hit the high ship, I'm sorry.
Speaker 4: It's okay. What you're sorry for.
Speaker 1: I've never scored it before. I didn't even know I
could do that.
Speaker 4: It's okay, Jessica.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Yeah, I can't have that.
Speaker 1: Thank you for a great time, Keith, for real. I
mean it.
Speaker 4: You're welcome remember anytime?
Speaker 1: Open invitation? Got it? I larey girl by Keith.
Speaker 4: Hey, are you okay? You seem a little off. What's
on your mind?
Speaker 1: Talk to me, Keith? I have something I need to
tell you.
Speaker 4: Okay, I got something I need to tell you.
Speaker 1: Too, but you go first, Okay, Keith.
Speaker 3: Yeah, I met a guy. We've been talking for a
few months, and I'm starting to develop feelings for him.
Speaker 1: Oh damn, please please don't be mad at me. I
wanted to tell you sooner, but I was scared.
Speaker 4: I'm not mad. I'm not mad at all. I knew
this day would come.
Speaker 1: Amber.
Speaker 14: 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?
Speaker 1: Two weeks? What's going on? What's wrong with Keith? Did
you know he had?
Speaker 4: They said I got sick from you paying on me?
Know who?
Speaker 1: They didn't. I stopped playing. I'm super vulnerable right now
here here, drink this.
Speaker 4: Thank you.
Speaker 1: I'm gonna let you get some rest. I'll come back
tomorrow after work and check on you.
Speaker 4: Okay, baby girl. But hey, we had fun, all.
Speaker 1: Right, Yeah, we had a lot of fun. I'll see
you tomorrow though. We can reminisce thing.
Speaker 4: Okay, okay, I'll see you tomorrow.
Speaker 1: I love you.
Speaker 4: I love you too, baby girl.
Speaker 1: I'll staring at the ceiling with tears in my eyes.
His sister called and told me he had died.
Speaker 4: Well, I say, God, damn what. I didn't expect it
to be so intense. That was a lot.
Speaker 1: Yeah, I know, but you asked.
Speaker 4: You're right, but you you're cools? All right?
Speaker 3: Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry for anleashing all of that on you.
I'm sure that's not what you expected.
Speaker 4: Nah, it ain't, but it's cool. I learned a lot
about you in just a little time.
Speaker 1: I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick and freshen up.
Speaker 4: No problem, I'll pay for the bill so we can leave.
Speaker 1: Okay, br B.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: All right, we set to go.
Speaker 1: You're really yeah, I'm ready. What's next?
Speaker 16: This is a lounge on the other side of town.
It's pretty dope. You want to check it out?
Speaker 1: Sure, I'm game. This is your city, and seither that
or back to the hotel to sleep. I'm tired.
Speaker 16: Cool, I won't keep you out too late because we
do have an early morning.
Speaker 1: Oh fuck, I forgot about that training session.
Speaker 4: Oh yeah, that bitch can get pretty boring.
Speaker 16: We can check this lounge out for a little hot minute,
then I'll take you back so you can get.
Speaker 4: Your beauty rests.
Speaker 1: Okay, I'm down for that. Let's go. So I told
you that long emotional love story. What about you?
Speaker 4: What about me?
Speaker 3: Is there anything you experienced while dealing with someone that
kind of alsterered how you view relationship?
Speaker 1: Oh? Hell yeah, Well let's hear it. Okay, all right,
you can start.
Speaker 16: Man, my bad man, I get a little mad when
I think about it. Had to calm myself down. Woofs,
I really quick.
Speaker 1: Well damn now, I really want to hear it.
Speaker 16: It was my most recent ex that was the most
exhausting relationship slash situationship.
Speaker 4: I've ever been in.
Speaker 1: Well I'm listening.
Speaker 16: Me and this girl man at the party and we
exchanged social media like everybody else, ended up as fuck
friends for a while.
Speaker 1: Sounds typical. Social media is probably the center of a
lot of relationships.
Speaker 16: Yeah, but this shit is a trick, a trick, you
know what I mean? When people aren't what they seem online.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Hell no, you won't.
Speaker 16: All these updates on Instagram and they ain't came out
with a crazy detector yet, these.
Speaker 1: Motherfuckers slipping you big matter about that or not.
Speaker 4: Super mad about this shit man?
Speaker 16: But anyway, she was so fine that she kind of
thought it was cute until he was waistep in that shit.
Speaker 1: So what happened exactly? Fuck buddies turned lovers? You're not
really answering the.
Speaker 4: Question exactly that.
Speaker 16: I mean, we dated for a few months. We had
sex every chance we got.
Speaker 1: I heard crazy people got the best sex.
Speaker 16: You month of fucking right, we had each other with.
We got too comfortable though, and stopped wearing condos, and
she got pregnant.
Speaker 1: Oh shit, Oh shit, is right.
Speaker 4: So after seven or eight months of dating, she gets pregnant.
So we try to do the right thing.
Speaker 1: Neither one of you thought about abortion, because of course
I did, but she.
Speaker 4: Wasn't having it.
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: Okay, so nine months of dating, come on, she gets
pregnant then what?
Speaker 16: 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?
Speaker 1: It just made sense financially, save money, prepare for the baby.
Prego pussy is the best I heard.
Speaker 4: Now you following me, I thought it was about to
be a lady situation.
Speaker 1: How did you feel about her having your kid though?
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 4: But life happens and you deal with it.
Speaker 1: That's true.
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: I'm gonna go with d all of the above. She
couldn't hide her crazy from you anymore.
Speaker 4: You can go, man.
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 4: On social media.
Speaker 1: Was that it?
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: What the fuck? Man?
Speaker 4: I was pissed.
Speaker 16: I felt like I was being punked. Where the fuck
is asking that? I bet you did, man, shut up?
Speaker 1: Okay, okay, my bad.
Speaker 4: Anyway, it gets worse and worse.
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh shit, I'm sorry, justin.
Speaker 4: It's okay, man, shit happens.
Speaker 1: How far along was she?
Speaker 4: Four months?
Speaker 1: Damn that sucks. Man.
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh yeah.
Speaker 4: When I left, I made a grand exit.
Speaker 16: I'm sinking this shit. Fuck this shit packed a big
ass bag, slammed the door peeled.
Speaker 1: Off stars, why are you so extra? Just in my blood?
Speaker 16: And I blocked her on everything. She couldn't get contact
with me via nothing.
Speaker 1: Why would you do that? No one?
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 4: So a couple of.
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: Shit justin I'm so sorry.
Speaker 16: I was cool, but when I got there, she seemed
to look different.
Speaker 1: What do you mean by different?
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: Losing a child can do that to you, man.
Speaker 4: That she went from annoyingly crazy to crazy crazy.
Speaker 1: So you went back home after that, right?
Speaker 16: Yeah, I'm not that big of now, So I had
to try to take care of her as much as
I could.
Speaker 1: Well that's mature of you.
Speaker 4: Yeah.
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: I bet you were messed up. What did the doctor say?
Speaker 16: They said something about her stress levels being too high?
Speaker 1: And what do you think?
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: Boy, you can't win for losing, can Yeah?
Speaker 4: Nah?
Speaker 16: She was cool at first and then and then she
started going crazy crazy.
Speaker 1: I guess she didn't just start going crazy. What were
you doing to her? Man?
Speaker 16: I was just going to work and coming home. I
wasn't even on social media like that. I was just
being me.
Speaker 1: Niggas be lnet.
Speaker 4: Where the guy? One night I went out with the
guys bowling all guys.
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: So what did you do?
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: Now, my baby, Jody. Man.
Speaker 16: The whole time I'm driving home, I'm wondering, what the fuck?
How can she explain herself?
Speaker 1: What does she say?
Speaker 4: Man? I got home, she was in bed, head wrapped
in everything.
Speaker 1: Now you just making shit up?
Speaker 4: Man? I kid you not. I wish I was making
this shit up.
Speaker 1: What did you say to her?
Speaker 4: I ain't say shit. I just took a share and
went to bed. What can you say?
Speaker 16: If she was to the point of stalking me? I
didn't even want to argue. She was already on.
Speaker 4: A new level.
Speaker 3: There are death levels to being crazy. She was involving
like a Pokemon love.
Speaker 16: I waited until the lease was up and ended that relationship.
Speaker 1: Did she take it well?
Speaker 4: I thought she did.
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: That was smart. Did it work, though?
Speaker 4: I think so?
Speaker 16: Having seen or heard from her in like a year,
I still be looking over my shoulder and checking behind pushes.
Speaker 4: I know I won't fuck with no light skined girl again.
Speaker 1: I bet you won't. Damn Yo, that was a lot.
Speaker 4: Yeah, I'm cool relationships after that, I bet you are.
Speaker 1: Hell I would be too after that.
Speaker 4: Here we are great music, great food, great vibes.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: Now you got chuck. I'm just saying whatever, get your
ass up the car.
Speaker 1: Can we say anywhere?
Speaker 4: Yeah, let's get to table right here?
Speaker 1: Cool?
Speaker 16: 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.
Speaker 1: I'll be right back, all right.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 16: The band.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Likewise, Stacy, what the fuck are you doing here?
Speaker 1: Stacy? No, this is Kim, you know the woman I
told you about from the plane.
Speaker 4: Wait? Wait what this the woman you was fingerfucking on
the plane? Uh huh I can't believe this shit.
Speaker 1: Um, it's something wrong.
Speaker 16: Yeah, this is my crazy ex I was telling you about.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Hum?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Now you see this bitch is crazy?
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Man, why are you still fucking with me?
Speaker 1: Bitch?
Speaker 4: We are done.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: What the fuck do you want from me? Like, for real,
what the fuck do you want at this point?
Speaker 1: I just want to have a little fun. Boom boom.
You think you could just move on without me?
Speaker 6: Nah?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: You just hacked my shit.
Speaker 16: Yep, found out her info, bought two flights and then
finger fucked her on the plane.
Speaker 4: Bitch, that's crazy.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Oh thank you, Chester, you sucally entertain this shit.
Speaker 1: Hey, this ain't got shit to do with me.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 4: I can't believe this shit.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Did you wash your sheets? What the fuck are you
talking about?
Speaker 1: Oh, so you're still playing dumb boy. I know about everything,
including Ashley. I've been following that too.
Speaker 4: Man.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: No problem, girl, I'm sorry, Jessica.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: You mad show the fuck out like what is you own?
Speaker 1: Like? You here?
Speaker 4: You did all that for what?
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: My games. I was playing my games with you.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Shit, Jessica, do not believe her?
Speaker 1: Told everyone that I killed our baby to get you back.
I think it's time for me to leave there.
Speaker 4: Non, don't go, Jessica. I'm gonna handle this.
Speaker 1: You ain't handling nothing, nigga. I'm doing her a service.
Run girl fast. He smoothed his hell.
Speaker 4: But he ain't shit, and I cannot believe this shit.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: Well, look what the cat done? Drug in? Hey sir,
Hey to what do I owe this pleasant surprise?
Speaker 6: Oh?
Speaker 4: Wait, you must be hungry.
Speaker 1: No, I am not hungry. Can I just want to
see you? Dang, yeah you can.
Speaker 4: I just wasn't expecting to see you to this weekend.
Speaker 1: I can leave if you want. No, no, no, no,
bring that ass here thoughts.
Speaker 4: So mm hmm, shut up and give me a kiss.
Speaker 1: So what you do today?
Speaker 10: You know?
Speaker 4: My life is my life? Editor? More editor?
Speaker 1: How was work the same? Just making sure I execute
on these projects? Can let them see me sweat.
Speaker 4: Right, absolutely not. Keep busting the ass, baby girl, don't
be afraid of hard work.
Speaker 1: I'm not. That's how I got you, old man.
Speaker 4: Oh man, look at that? What a new record? Almost
went two minutes without no damn age chokes?
Speaker 1: My bad. I couldn't help it.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Oh yeah, yeah, I missed you. What else you missed?
Speaker 4: I miss this? Oh damn? How you at already? I
ain't even did nothing.
Speaker 1: I'm wet when I step out the elevator. Sir, it's
been like that for a while.
Speaker 4: Good, you know I got that effect over you.
Speaker 1: Don't go and get a big head. You ain't even
all that well.
Speaker 4: Your pussy tells me otherwise.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 1: And what about ironically sucking your dick on the patio?
Oh yeah yeah?
Speaker 4: Why are we still sitting on the couch then?
Speaker 1: Because your hand is on my pussy?
Speaker 4: Move so I can get up my bad after you.
Speaker 1: It's just something about you in these gray sweatpants. You
know I can see it? Did right?
Speaker 4: Yeah?
Speaker 1: I know?
Speaker 4: Is that a problem?
Speaker 1: No? I love seeing you in them looking out good.
Speaker 4: Well, you know I do what I can.
Speaker 1: Shut up, boy, m hm ship mm hmm.
Speaker 4: You really did miss me? Oh sh m hm.
Speaker 6: Hm.
Speaker 4: You really trying to make me?
Speaker 1: Mm hmm.
Speaker 4: Oh stop stop stop? Why because I'm not trying to
nuts yet? But why because I want to feel you.
Speaker 1: What you want to feel?
Speaker 4: You already know. Turn that ass around. Oh I'm so
happy we don't use conders no more. Me to sit
feels so good? Are you okaying there?
Speaker 1: Just a second, I'm gonna get you some water?
Speaker 4: All right?
Speaker 1: Okay?
Speaker 4: How long do these things take?
Speaker 1: I don't know. I'm never taking one man.
Speaker 4: Why you got the damn door lock?
Speaker 1: Oh shit?
Speaker 4: Oh shit, girl, open this damn door before I kick
it down.
Speaker 1: You ain't kicking nothing down.
Speaker 4: Look did you work the p off first?
Speaker 1: Shut up? Look? Always talking shit?
Speaker 4: All right? All right? What am I looking at?
Speaker 1: Do you need your reading glasses the plus on? Oh shit?
Are you mad?
Speaker 4: Mad? Fuck? No? You just made me the happiest man.
A lot were about to have a baby.
Speaker 1: We sir, I think I'm the only one whose body
is about to blow the fuck up.
Speaker 4: I can't believe we'd be starting our own family either.
Speaker 1: Wait, how do you feel I'm pregnant by the love
of my life? How do you think I feel?
Speaker 4: I am so glad we made this official?
Speaker 1: Me too. I don't know what I was thinking me neither.
Speaker 4: This is how I supposed to be though. I love
your baby girl.
Speaker 1: I love you too, Keith.
Speaker 4: I think the only question left to ask is, Jessica,
where you mad?
Speaker 3: Finally thought you got lost or something, But I'm here
though mm I already ordered the Hookah and your damn mimosa.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: As soon as I got into my uber won't be
hearing from his ass no time soon.
Speaker 2: I still can't believe that bitch caught off flight to
Chicago just to catch a flight with you back to Arizona.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Girl?
Speaker 1: You're always one thousand miles away. I have that dream again?
Which one about Keith? That's like what the fourth time?
Speaker 4: Yeah?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 2: 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.
Speaker 1: I want dick that good I'm not about to sit
here and play with you today.
Speaker 2: What if one of the guys I'm messing with died,
I would not be having dreams of masturbating like this.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Your dumb ass keep going through my phone.
Speaker 1: Because you're a liar. Who the fuck is this? Girl?
Speaker 4: I ain't got an answer to you. It's fucking my
face with that dumb ass shit.
Speaker 1: You must think he's stupid or something. I'm sick of
your shit.
Speaker 4: If you're so sick of my shit, then leave. Ain't
nobody keeping you here? Bitch?
Speaker 1: Oh bitch, nigga, I got your bitch. The fuck is
wrong with you?
Speaker 4: Nigga? These motherfucker's staring at us, always on the dumb man.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: Girl?
Speaker 1: That's Carla? Carla who Keith Starter? You have got to
be kidding me? What the fuck?
Speaker 3: Her dad always says she had bad taste of men.
I should say something.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: Yeah, damn, I don't know. Maybe y'all should just walk
up and make sure everything's okay.
Speaker 1: Hell no.
Speaker 2: If it's one thing you don't do, it's get in
the middle of grownd fuck's business.
Speaker 1: She got this, Yeah, I guess. I just feel like
Keith would have wanted me to say.
Speaker 2: If she wanted help, she would ask for it. Shit,
something must be in the water with all this damn
male drama.
Speaker 1: I just feel bad. Can I get some best sea time?
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Falling for the wrong ones. Well not me.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: It was that?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: Do you mind if I go to the studio room? No,
none at all. Go ahead.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 6: Though?
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 3: 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?
Speaker 1: Am I too emotionally damaged to move on? No? Will
it be hard to date again?
Speaker 3: 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