Love In the Middle of the Night - Part II - Short Story

                                      

Part II

Classie

Precious! Come on in honey, how are you? “I’m great, glad to be invited to hang with you guys.” You’re quite welcome, we were just in the middle of doing the nasty, care to join us?

Precious

Nah, not tonite, I was wondering why my husband keeps fucking you unprotected though. Obviously you two have been screwing around for awile and the yeast infections are becoming unbearable and annoying. So tell me Classie, how many men have you fucked today? This month? This year? Yeah I thought so, many men, like I said before. Roman says, “Baby why are you here?” You know damn well why I’m here, you low down, dirty ass, stanken breath, having ass brotha. So y’all thought I was gone roll with this shit here huh? Right.

(Knock, knock, knock)

Classie says, “who is at the door?” Oh, you thought I was the only surprise guest, don’t worry I’ll get the door. I opened the door and 4 men come in, dressed in all black, two of them went to Classie, and the other two to Roman. They tied them up against the chairs in the room and placed blindfolds over their eyes. I turned their chairs so their backs would face each other, and I could equally punish them. Nothing excites me more than to get revenge on the two muther fuckas that has ruined my life. Since y’all wanna be forever friends, I’m gone tie yall together permanently, so you will always have one another. Muffled screams are coming from Classie and Roman, I walk closely to them and whisper, If I hear one more muffled scream, I will cut the throat of your lover and we can see how that will play out, k? I direct the men to move to the side of the walls of the room, I walk to the stove and turn it on, glad they got a suite. I reach into my bag, and pull out my trusty branded torture iron. I place the heat so close to Roman’s face, he starts to shake but he didn’t mumble a word. I found it funny actually, I ease my way to Classie, and do the same thing in her face, she turned her head far to the right and my iron followed her. I watched her neck strain and sweat poured down her face. This bitch deserves to die, I scolded her ass right on her mutha fucking cheek. Mrs. Lee, looked very nicely on her face and I was determined for Mr. Lee to feel my pain. I look towards him and I say, are you ready baby? He is squirming in his seat, I unbuttoned his shirt, gave him a little peck on his chest and branded his ass too. Ladies and gentleman, can anyone tell me what the moral of the story is today? Of course, you can’t because you two are crying like newborn babies, cut the tears.

(Knock, knock, knock)

We all peer at the door in silence, I whisper, shut the fuck up. Who is it? “Hotel Security” Fuck! How can we help you, we’re undressed? “Well, the security camera shows the maximum number of visitors allowed in your room has been exceeded.” Oh, we’re sorry, we are having prayer and we would like to continue for just a little while longer due to the lost souls that wander the earth, do you believe in Jesus? “Um, yes ma’am.” Remind me to give you a pamphlet on our way out. “Yes ma’am.” God bless you sir. “Thank you.” Now back to the mutha fucking business, this shit ain’t over yet, a little fire won’t hurt nobody right? I lit 2 cigarettes, puffed them both, told Classie and Roman to open their mouth and I taped the cigarette over their lips. I couldn’t help but to let out a hearty laugh. I go into my purse and pull out my acetone nail polish remover, according to my research, this shit can be highly flammable. I began pouring it over their laps, being sure to put a little extra alcohol over her genitals. She was trying to hop out of that chair, I whisper, I know it burns, just let it burn baby, let it burn. Now, you may or may not die within the next 10 minutes, either way, I’m out. I began walking towards the door, and when I glanced back the ashes were falling, I stopped, smirked, turned the stove on, and blew a kiss.

Twisted Tangled Love Affair - Part II - Short Story

                                       

Scene: Benihanas Restaurant

Cinnamon

Shanice! I would like to be the first to welcome you into our family dynamic, even though Carmelo tries to secretly fuck you. Have a seat baby? Right here, beside me, so how much is Melo paying you for the side chick position? “Um, what kind of question is that?” You know damn well, I know my husband and you’re not the first side chick sweetie and from the way that you’re dressed he bought that outfit too. “Baby” said Carmelo, we both replied yes. I wanted to slap the spit out of her mouth, bitch you know he was talking to me, I shot a look at him and he just sat back in his seat. So what’s your cost boo? “Well he pays me $15,000.00 a month and there is a no questions asked clause in the contract.” Of course, there aren’t any questions asked, he learned that from his x girlfriend and that one didn’t end to well. Did he tell you about dum dum Darla? Well, that bitch thought she was gone replace me, the nerve of her, now why in the fuck do you think she thought that dumb ass statement? That was laughable, now back to you, listen here, let me tell you how this shit here gone work. See, I staked you out from the beginning, I saw how sexy and pretty you were 6 months ago (sucks teeth). I knew he would fall for you and from the looks of it, you’re in love with my mutha fucking husband. Now, ain’t that some shit, hmph. Let me tell you how to keep us in your life. First thing first, you will be moving to the Claiborne homes area, yeah I know it’s a fucked up neighborhood, but you’re a fucked up person, so that shit really don't matter, right? Secondly, you’re gonna work that apartment liked you worked at Macy’s last summer, you better upsell every fucking customer that comes through the mutha fucking door. Your instructions are in the gold envelope and your key to the apartment # 187 is already on your key ring. You will also receive further instructions (phone rings) via that cell phone that is ringing in your purse on my command. Don’t worry love, Melo will be over to fuck you extra special tonite, but only if you be good. I will have him bring you that Louis Vuitton purse you’ve been eyeing, now, hustle hard. (Winks and walks away)

Shylo

What kind of strange shit is her ass up to? Does she have body guards surrounded by her? I knew this bitch was in the mafia! I started to follow her in the restaurant but I got a really good view of her from the window I parked near. I thought she was meeting a man, but she talking to a couple and her face appeared to be nervous, hell she looked petrified to be honest. Okay, she is headed out and let’s see where they are going now.

Shanice

These mutha fuckas got me all the way fucked up, game recognize game ALL day, the bitch didn’t play me, I got my mutha fucking paper. Hell, I’m almost done with my mortgage and I’ve bought rental properties in my name only, so when this dude is gone, his paper brings me more. Yeah, I’ll play along with the little plan because I know what’s at the end of this rainbow and it’s a big ass pot of gold. He escorted me to the nastiest, filthiest, apartment in the entire complex, I looked at Melo and said, really babe? I can’t live here, for one it’s in the ghetto and for 2, IT'S IN THE MUTHA FUCKING GHETTO! I’m mad as hell, I don’t know if my life in the ghetto is worth this married ass man I’m fucking with or not. Damn. I quit my job two months ago as a lawyer because I was making my yearly salary within half of the year. Now, I’m fucking stuck, I’ve invested 90% of my income and I didn’t expect this shit, so I need this money to stay afloat. I walk in the apartment and to my surprise, it was decked out, looks like shit on the outside and sugar on the inside. They had me an office set up, and by office I mean a buffet table, masks, hospital gowns, scales, and cute little ziploc baggies. Ricky was apparently my body guard, he stood around the door most of the time, I over heard them talking and he has an apt across the hall from me. I'm sure the protection is from the Mrs. to make it easier for him to keep an eye on me and the money. (Tap, Tap, Tap) (Yelling a whisper) "Shanice! Shanice! What in the hell is going on?" Shylo? Wha- how did you find me? “Bring yo ass out that mutha fuckin house before that big ass brother see me out here.” I can’t baby, I’m gone call you later, now go home, “naw I ain’t going no mutha fuckin where, I’m coming in….”

Carmelo

Scene I – Parking lot of Benihanas

Well damn, this shit here have taken a turn for the worst, I thought I was getting ready to have some real deal action and Cinnamon pop this bull shit off. I-should-have-known, she was gone let the cat out of the bag, but I honestly like Shanice, she is a good girl, but I don’t know if she will be able to trust me again. Yeah, I needed her to fill the position that Darla left but I still had more moves to make. Sigh. Let me go to the spot and see if my baby need anything.

Scene II – Claiborne Homes Apartment Community

(Knock, Knock, Knock) silence throughout the house, then Rickey opens his door, what’s up main? “Nothing much my guy, what cha got going?” Just checking on Shanice, ”oh she in there, you want the key?” Nah, I got mines, I was just trying to be respectful and allow her the privilege to unlock her own door but I see she doesn’t have good sense. I open the door and look around and I see no one, I check the lab and no one there, I look in the bedroom and it’s a man climbing through the window. Bruh, who is you?! “Look main, I’m just trying to see my gal,” yo gal? This my woman and you got less than 10 seconds to get the fuck up outta here unless you tired of living. “Baby come with me, I can do my best to take care of you, just give me a chance, I love you and I---“ (shots fired) “Oh my God! Melo, why in the fuck did you shoot him?! I think he might be dead!” Fuck that bitch ass boy, I told him he had 10 seconds, hell I was lenient towards him, that was 11 seconds. Tell Ricky to clean this shit up and next time you decide to have company, you damn sholl betta ask for permission, bitch.

Drugs Anyone? Part I - Short Story

Scene I – Alfred’s Night Club @ 12:47 am

Beale Street is crowded; the weather is absolutely perfect, it’s probably around 70 degrees in Memphis tonight. The wind is blowing from the river to give it that even feel, my dress is long and flowy so I kinda feel like Marilyn Monroe, but I’m prettier. The music is blaring, people are everywhere, there is a live band tonight and they are on point. I love music, I can’t remember names very well but never-the-less, I will sing my non-talent heart out. My cousin Roxy is with me and she is hot in the ass, she got me fucked up tonight though. I ain’t babysitting her ass, I’m trying to get up with Quan with his fine self. She talmbout kicking it with the dude, with the braids and shit, at his house in North Memphis. I ain’t paying her no mind, so we at the bar drinking our favorite Ciroc drinks with a couple shots of patron on the side. Next thing I know, she pulls out a tiny pill, I ask her, is that a 4 bar? She says, “yep, we’re gonna split it,” I don’t know about that. “Oh come on, it’ll be fun” she said. Fuck it, we popped it, and apparently this was not her first time, like it was for me. She was super turnt on the dance floor, dancing with no-rhythm-at-all. On the other hand, my head was spinning, my heart was racing, I couldn’t figure out if this was an upper or downer. I’m thinking, why in da hell is she so hype? Shit! I feel like I’ve been sedated, I gotta shake this shit off, I tell her, let’s go! She says "hold up, I gotta tell dude something, I’m coming, give me a minute.” WHAT-IN-THE-FUCK! I ought to leave her ass but I can’t fucking drive, ugh, I scream at her, bring ya ass on! She yells back, “okay, damn, calm down girl, we leaving now.”

Scene II – Denim and Diamond Strip Club @ 2:22 am

I wake up in the car, look around and I see all these bright ass lights, not to mention the parking lot is full as hell, why are we here? She says, “girl dude said to meet him here” for fucking what? Take me home, I told you I ain’t got time for dis bullshit, she says, “wait in the car, matter of fact go back to sleep.” Oh, who in the fuck she think she talking to, I followed her ass in the strip club and was immediately mesmerized by the entertainment. I haven’t been to a strip club in a long time, there were half naked women everywhere. It was one main stage with 4 dancers shaking ass to one of my favorite songs – Might Be by DJ Luke. Somehow, I got distracted and lost sight of Roxy, I walked around and saw a sign that said, “Code Red Exotic Dancers, basement level." So of course I’m nosey as hell, I creep down the stairs, peep my head in and I see a dark hallway with a red light on the ceiling. As I began walking down the hall, there were rooms on both sides. I glance through the curtain on the left and it was a relatively small room, dimly lit with a coffee table, lamp and a sofa chair. The atmosphere was Kosher, laid back, seems as if I was in a different club. That room was empty so I eased down the hall way, tip toeing to ensure no one heard me coming. I look through the window of the next room, and I see Roxy ass, stalked naked with a garter belt on her thigh. The guy was the same dude from Alfred’s, these mutha fuckas crazy as hell, she don’t even know this mane. Fuck that shit, I’m finna go. I see the exit, so I’m headed down the hallway and this fine light skinned brother steps in my path and asked me, “are you leaving so soon?” Um, yeah like, I was just headed out, “well don’t go yet, I’m starting a show in 3 mins, and I want you to be my special guest.” Oh really, why me? “The lady I imagined tonight was a slim thick woman, with just enough curves, ass to grip, and she would be dressed in all black.” I’m sure there are plenty of women that fit your imaginative description upstairs. “But none by the name ReeKey, um how did you know my name, “it’s tatted on your left breast, now follow me.” He led me around a corner and I walked into a super dark room, where I had to use my hands as eye sight. I used the walls as a guide and then I bumped into a chair and sat down, eyes big as bo dollars. The floor lights come on and shine on the little round stage. He appears and says, “It’s showtime,” I thought you said, I was your special guest? “You are my special and my only guest, now sit back and enjoy the show.”

(Ques music) Ginuwine – None of Ur Friend’s Business

He comes out grinding, flipping, sexually arousing me, he came so close to me, I had to reach out and touch his pecks. Sweat was dripping all over his body and he was glistening from the overhead lights as his partner enters the stage from the left. He looks extra delicious and his name was Melt in ya mouth. Well damn, what’s the other guy name? "Sunkiss," he replied. They danced all around me, and Sunkiss was in front of me, giving me life, while Melt in ya mouth was behind me easing my straps off my dress. I tried to play it off, oh I wanted it, but I didn’t want them to think it was gone be easy. Mr. Melt began fondling my breast by giving them a sensual massage and as soon as I drifted into ecstacy, Sunkiss was having a snack between my legs. This mane deserves to be crowed King pussy eater, I mean if I had a trophy, he would be the grand prize winner, hands down. I couldn’t believe I was letting these 2 fine brothers turn me out, I need to go, I can’t continue this here. Next thing we know, we hear a siren, Melt says “it’s a raid!” They run and disappear in plain sight and I’m trying to get my self together, I hear “POLICE! Is anybody down here?! I’m looking around for a place to hide, my uncle is the chief of police and if he knows I’m here, everybody will know. I hope my cousin got her ass in a good hiding place because she don’t need any more heat on her. Fuck that, I slide in a closet that didn’t have any clothes in it, as a matter of fact, it had shelves of drugs. It's dark as hell but I know a pound when I smell and see one. Shit! This is the fucking drug closet, I hope and pray they don’t catch me and charge me for all this shit! I’m standing real still, but then I realize I’m not in this closet alone. No time to focus on that, I’m peeping through the crack of the closet, watching my Uncle approach the closet door, I feel a panic attack coming along. I look behind me and there is a door, I make a mad dash for it and blitz to the car and I see Roxy waving me down from the roof top. I couldn’t yell, so I just motioned her to be quiet and held up my index finger, signaling to her that I was coming for her. Wouldn’t be right now, cause' the block was hot, she was gone have to wait. I had the keys this time and I peeled the fuck off. 

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Hospital Swing Emergency - Short Story

Scene  – St Francis Hospital 

Lorie

Beeping sounds are cluttering my brain, I can barely open my eyes, the light hanging over me is extra fucking bright. Where am I? I hear, “we have a stronger pulse and her eyes are beginning to open. “I see doctors and nurses with surgical masks on. I ask, “where am I?” Dr. Scruggs tells me, ‘you’re in the Trauma Center darling, how are you feeling?” Like shit, like a train wreck, a bad hangover times 100, what in the hell happened to me? I can’t feel my body, nurse Felicia said “that’s mostly from the pain medication, we had to give you morphine to sedate you because you were hysterical when you arrived in the ambulance a few hours ago. You were stabbed 24 times and we didn’t think you were gonna make it." Damn. Who in the fuck stabbed me? “That’s what we was wondering until the paramedics said you whispered the name, Ronnie.” Really? My Ronnie, couldn’t have done anything like this to me, he loves me way too much, he worships the ground I walk on, he sends me flowers weekly, writes me poems, we haven’t had a fight in about------umm never mind. “Why did you stammer?” I was just trying to put my thoughts together, we aren’t perfect but-I-was----“Lorie, Lorie, can you hear me? Asked Nurse Cindy, she is out cold.”

Dr. Scruggs

Operation Team, take an hour lunch, Nurse Cindy can handle the prep for the next surgery. We watched them as they walked through the doors out of the corner of our eyes. I’ve been wanting to taste those pretty red lips of yours all fucking night. “But the patient is laying ri--- here?” she said faintly. Why are you talking? Come here baby, the patient is under anesthia right now, so that leaves us enough time for me to fuck you the way you deserve it. You’ve been wanting this dick all day and I’m ready to give it to you. Am I wrong?

Nurse Cindy

How does he know that I want him? My pussy has been pulsating with a constant reminder every time he brushed past me. I took my surgical mask off, walked up to the good doctor and I began tongue kissing him, and I whispered to him, fulfill my fantasy baby. “I thought you would never ask , I have had this bag packed for months.” I watched him as he opened the bag and walked over to the 1st set of doors – he hung a strap over the door. My pussy juice was starting to run down my thigh, I dropped my scrub pants, and unbuttoned my bra to let these D cups get some fresh air. I knew exactly what to do, I placed my butt on the padded seat, reached around for the hand straps to get a firm grip and nestled till I was comfty. I placed my feet in the stirrups one by one. It was just what I imagined, I looked up at him and he was completely undressed. He walked over to me and gently pushed me backwards, so I could swing, and before I knew it, he knelt down to ram his dick into my pussy and started to power drive this sweet cookie, I loved it rough! I released my hand in attempt to gain control and he placed my hand back in the hand strap and asked me to leave them there. I glanced at the clock and we have 20 minutes before the crew returns. He began rubbing some lidocaine on my asshole, whoa buddy! That is forbidden virginal territory, I’ma need you to back up. He didn’t even acknowledge my statement, he kissed me and placed a small red ball in my mouth and snapped it around the back of my head. I started to squirm and mumble obsenities to him, he smiled, gave me those soft circular motions on my pussy, and I instantly calmed down. Once I released a couple orgasms, I glanced at the clock and we had ten minutes left. He began fucking me asshole bound, I remember gasping when I knew he was coming for me. I relaxed my ass muscles as he slid his dick in and out, giving my body life, maximum sensation, not only was he fucking me right, he played with this pussy like a musical instrument, ooh I think I love him. My body felt so incredible, in spite of the numbness that he put on me, the orgasm vibrated from inside the pit of stomach and let out a burst of sunshine and rain, I felt like I was having convulsions, and secretly, I was okay with that. I never in my life had a man to make me feel like this. Oh, Shit! The red light is on, the crew will be in here any minute. I’m hurrying trying to wash up, he’s doing the same, he took down love swing and I towel dry the floor. We hear chatter in the hallway, as soon as we we snap our masks on and they walk in, looking strange in the face. Dr. Scruggs says, “Kesha Yancey is ready to be prepped for her next surgery?”

(Background whispering) Wasn’t this already done? Wonder what they have been doing.

Nurse Cindy, why are your scrubs inside out? We smirk behind our masks and he says, hospital swing emergency.

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Quiet as a Sub... - Short Story

Scene I – South Memphis 

Cheri

Lights! Camera! Action! 

Hi this is Cheri’ reporting live from Longview Apartments in the South of Memphis. The police state there was a shootout between two women, who share an apartment and apparently, the same baby daddy as well. The story goes there was an altercation between the two women, one of the baby mama’s, (Danita) wanted to cook for the baby daddy (Roy), but witnesses state that it was (Haley’s) night to cook. Neighbors said they heard gun fire and yelling through the walls, but no one was killed, and only minor injuries were reported. The paramedics have now arrived at the scene and they will transport the women to Methodist South Hospital. Stay tuned for more details, back to you Robbie. 

Cut! The camera man yelled. 

Let’s get the fuck outta here, I got shit to do and it ain’t in the South of Memphis.  

[Text message] Meet me at the office now, urgent. 

Damn, take me back to headquarters, something must’ve come up. 

Scene II (HQ) 

Cheri

Things are always on and popping up in here, there is truly never a dull moment. Wonder what the urgent meeting could be about, this better not be about Ginger, Robbie’s wife. I had to cuss that chic out the other day, she thinks just because her husband is the executive producer, she has the right to try and boss me. I don’t have a boss, I have managers or supervisors, hmph. I decided to walk into my office first before heading next door to Robbie’s office, I just love my view. The City of Memphis is breathtaking at night, as I stare out my glass window, it is nothing short of amazing, the lighted bridge, the Redbirds stadium, and the excitement from Beale Street is simply stunning. 

[Text message] What part of now, don’t you understand? 

Shit! Let me go see what he wants, I knock on his door and he says “come on in.” I waltz in and he closes the door behinds me, takes my hand, forcing my hand to touch his dick, so I can feel the hardness through his pants. He swept off his desk in one long swoop, pencils, pens, and paper was scattered everywhere. He placed me on top of the desk as I was quickly unbuttoning my shirt, while rapidly kissing him. He was kicking off his pants one leg at a time, he flipped me over on the desk where I was bent over in the perfect position. He began licking on the small of my back and around my waist, while cuffing my breast and flicking my nipples, I moaned but he quickly put his hand over my mouth as he started to rub my clit fast, my body shook and I felt his dick enter into my body. The natural motion kicked in, where I rolled my neck around for him to grab my hair and lick my face. He was hitting this pussy so good, all I could do was bite my lip to keep myself quiet. He knows me so well, he whispered, I can’t let you go until I taste yo pussy. Damn! I can’t let him do this to me, he has a wife, he is married, he not gone have me---He knew that was my weakness, the way his tongue gently licks my clit, softly sucking my lips, and fingering my g-spot, I will never ever leave this man. My juices were flowing everywhere, I introduced squirting, he loves that shit! Shoot, by the time he was finished, I was laid out on the desk. He came over to me and whispered “we are not done” he placed a blind fold over my eyes and said “shhh, be quiet, just trust me.” Damn I heard those words before but I’m gone roll with it. He then said “don’t move,” I heard the door open and I jumped, he said “be still” and lie back down plus spread your legs. I felt another person enter the room, but I didn’t say anything, but I felt a surprisingly soft touch, a very delicate touch, it was not his, it had to be a woman. Now, he knows I don’t get down like that, but before I knew it, she was tasting this pussy very mutha fuckin well, I reached out to touch her head, but he grabbed my hands and placed them behind my head. I came so hard, I just knew I was squirting all over the damn windows. Whomever this chic was, she had some serious skills, and it felt too good to object. She didn’t need any assistance, after she found my g-spot, I wanted to rip that damn blind fold off and see who was giving me so much pleasure, but I couldn’t. After that massive orgasm, he pulled me to sit up on the desk, and guided my hands to her pussy, the feel of her pussy was strange, I’ve only touched my own, but after she moaned, I felt like I did that. I so rubbed her clit, and fingered her until her pussy was soak and wet. I felt like a dude that succeeded in making that juice box wet. He guided me again to stand up and he turned me around, then asked me to kneel. I just know this nigga ain’t finna ask me to lick her pussy, now this mane done shot off. I felt his dick on my face, so I felt relieved. Then I began to feel a necklace of some sort, snap around my neck, I reach to feel it, and I feel a chain attached to it. He says “from this moment forward, you will do as I say.” What the hell?!? Awe nah, I’m finna get out of here, I started to stand and he placed his hand on my shoulder and said, “you do know that new position that you want is yours right?” Shit! I’ve worked my ass off  literally, physically, and sexually to get to where I am, that new job will be a game changer for me, damn it! The woman was now beside me because she reached out to hold my hand. He said to her, you know I got you as well, she said, “yes.” Her voice was very familiar, I know this ain’t…..Nah, couldn’t be. He asked her to stand up and lie down on the desk, and he commanded me to taste her pussy. Do what?!? I didn’t even want her licking my pussy, now I gotta lick hers, this is some bull shit, I said to myself. So, I went with the bullshit, I swallowed my spit, eased down on my knees close to her and began licking her thighs, I decided to penetrate her with my finger, but I felt his hand on the back of my head nudging me forward, so I began tasting her pussy. It wasn’t that bad, I thought I was pretty good for the first time. I kinda got the hang of it and wondered why in the hell it takes guys so long to master the art of eating pussy. He had to put his hand over her mouth because this chic was moaning so hard, which was actually turning me on, she gone get us busted. He begun licking my pussy as I was tasting hers and it was absolutely delightful, better yet, marvelous. After my orgasm, he laid us beside each other, at this point we was both naked, I touched her face just to see if I could tell who she was. I couldn’t but he says “you two lay down and be quiet.” Not again, what in the hell is going on, I hear the door squeak once more and I hear, “What-the-fuck is going on in here” I sat up, snatched my blind fold off and all I could do is cover my mouth with one hand and my boobs with the other. It was….. 

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Sex in the pulpit - Short Story

Scene I - St. Baptist Church

Roz

Walked into the church, ya know, in one of those “what in the hell is she wearing” dresses. Yep, the ushers and wives had this look on their faces, as if they were appalled at my attire. Hmph, I waltzed in with my head high, my stunner shades on and my new designer bag, and I knew I was fine. Women were gasping and clutching their pearls, as I sashayed down the forbidden center isle they had roped off. I don’t usually attend church but when I do, there is a mission to accomplish. Men were giving me the eye, winking at me, and offering me their seat when I approached the front pew row. I giggled to myself, these squats had my ass looking right, plus my research was already done, I knew who was raking in the dough, and it was the associate minister. He was in his late twenties, worked out, body to kill, eye color changed according to the season, and his lips were perfectly structured. I follow the church Facebook page and figured out he was preaching, so I knew my timing was flawless. When he stepped to the pulpit, I made sure to cross my legs slowly, just to see if I had his attention. He began stuttering, and at that point I decided to save my pussy shot, since obviously he was caught up from my beauty. The head usher decides to come and place a napkin over my knees, chile please, I whipped out my compact mirror and begin dabbing the excess oil from my face and tossed it on the floor. She gave me an evil look, so I bent over in my seat, pushed my boobs upwards and said oops, just so the minister can get a good look of what’s to come.  She saw my move, I smirked and tossed it on the pew that time.

Service finally ended, everybody apparently desires to shake hands, hug, and question who you are, your family connection, and your blood type. I avoided all those questions and went straight to the minister, shook his hand with my number cuffed in the palm of my hand. I smiled, winked at him and strutted my cute self down the aisle with an extra twist in my hips, while chuckling to myself.

Scene II - Roz's house

Roz

Bzzz Bzzz – My phone vibrates at 12:01am and reads “you are so beautiful” I had to squint my eyes to clarify the unsaved number on my phone. I responded “who is this”? He then said, “Trevor” just the guy I was waiting for, I hopped up out of the bed, drank some water and gargled some mouth wash, before I texted him and said “call me.” I wanted to have my sexy voice on when he called the phone, so I propped myself in the guest bed and laid the phone on my face while I spoke very softly. I couldn’t chance it that my husband would hear me, even though he sleeps like a rock.  So I didn’t have time for small talk, I got right to the point, so um Mr. Preacher man, you don’t remember me from the National Convention in summer 2014, in New York? He stammers, and says “you look kind of familiar”, yeah I know, I was in the class your ex-wife taught. “So what’s the deal” he said. Look, I’m trying to start a small business and I need about $20,000 I told him. *Silence* Hello, I said, “yeah, I’m here, just was appalled at your straight forward request from a woman I just remembered meeting a few moments ago. I understand, but just to let you know, I am well worth it, consider this an investment, possibly a tax write off. “Says who”, he yelled, says me sweetie, why don’t you meet me at the church in 30 minutes. “At the church?” He said, I guess, I’ll be there in 10 minutes, don’t disappoint me and we will have to discuss this $20,000 loan further. I tell him, sure we can do that.

I chuckled and said to myself, he got me fucked up, this ain’t no mutha’ fuckin’ loan, but I’m gone roll with it for now. I pull up at the church, the back door is open, I look around and I see no one, I ease myself to the alter and I drop my trench coat, exposing my fire red satin corset, I connected my ruffle garters to show him the elegant side of me. I cocked one leg over the “king” chair, so when he walked in, his mouth dropped and he mumbled, “Lawd have mercy.” I motioned with my finger telling him to come towards me, he was taking baby steps as if he was scared of this pussy. So I started licking my finger, and I began rubbing my pussy just a little, I needed to see his dick rise from his pants to determine his size. He started unbuckling his shirt and pulling his pants down in one smooth motion. He launched onto me, licking my neck, rubbing my D cup breasts, I turned around and slid downwards, allowing his dick to titty fuck me, the look on his face was amazing. I felt he was about to cum, so I pulled up, he was hot and ready by this time. He grabbed all this ass and began fucking me from the back, his dick was bigger than I thought. I thought I was going to have to fake it, but this minister was fucking the shit outta me, but I knew I needed to get a handle on things, I stopped him, and began falling to my knees, as soon as my mouth wrapped around his dick, his knees started to quiver but then we heard some keys jingle, we look up and whisper to each other (someone is here).

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Forbidden Love Affair - Poem

Forbidden to love, to lust, to touch, to kiss, to sniff, to live, to breathe....but I desire love....

The as-ifs come into play, the wonders, the maybe's, the only ifs, the change, the conform, the chance...but I desire love...

But the reality sets in and the realization hits and you know it'll never be, but the fire still burns, infatuation grows stronger, and all I can say and think about is.....but I desire love....

I believe God has meant for me to be alone, punished for bad choices and decisions, I cannot allow others to sacrifice their life for the sake of me, I'm not worth eternal death....but indeed I desire love...

I suppose I desire the things I can not have, the things that aren't supposed to be touched, the forbidden fruit from the top of the tree, the orange leaves in the fall versus the green leaves in the spring. So why do I seek what I can not have, why do I seek what doesn't belong to me....

Because I desire love.

CiCi Rayne

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