Once, I was looking for an answer to a question I had not asked out loud. I was sick of the routine. I had become bored with the staleness of the air, and the clock striking whatever. I just wanted an evening to myself. So I ended up at one of my favorite spots, ‘Lust’. Black owned, the drinks were good, the ambiance was great and the food was top notch. I walked to the bar and chatted with the tender as if we were old friends. I was there for maybe an hour feeling like myself again when I saw her. Beautiful.

I had noticed her before once or twice and we gave each other a nice smile. We were regulars for sure. But this time she walked over to me. She was different. Bold, loud and expressive. The type to command attention when she walks in a room without saying a word. So imagine my surprise when she asked if the seat next to me was taken.

She had this way of making me feel like I was the only one in the room. Our chemistry was out of this world and you could literally smell the lust in the air. We talked and laughed like we had known each other our whole lives. The restaurant was closing and the full booths and crowded bar was now bare.

“Alright ladies, Y’all don’t have to go home… and y’all know the rest.” Laughing the young tender handed us our checks.

“Were you meeting someone?” I asked while putting on my jacket. “I didn’t mean to steal your time.”

“No not at all, I wanted to put something sexy on, get out and have a drink, maybe meet a beautiful woman and have some good conversation.” She said smiling. And what a gorgeous smile it was. “Seems like I accomplished all of my missions. It’s sad the night has to end. Where you headed?” She asked.

Before she had come in I made it up in my mind I was going home to be with Ben & Jerry. Now all I could think about was kissing her. Touching her.

“Home I guess, I don’t stay far from here. Night cap? It’s a liquor store not far from my place.” Gesturing outside. Her scent was intoxicating. I wasn’t ready to part. Like I said she was beautiful. Light carmel skin, thick, almond eyes, her lips… pink and perfectly curved. Suckable.

We stepped outside and I wondered if she could see me blushing. “Yea that sounds good.” She answered.

The walk was quick but long enough for me to fantasize about what I wanted to do to her. I imagined my hands on her breasts, kissing her neck and hearing her moan with pleasure. Her subtle bumps against me while walking didn’t go unnoticed either. Even after I moved over she still found a way to touch me. Ok sexy, let’s play. I thought to myself.

One bottle of Don Julio, two cups of ice and a Juicy Juice later we were laughing uncontrollably trying to get to my apartment. Between the flights of stairs and laughing it was hard to breathe. I was wiping the tears from my eyes when I felt her caress my face as she planted a gentle kiss on my lips. “I’m sorry, I’ve been wanting to do that all night.” She said taking a step back.

My flesh was hot and my panties were damp. “Is that all you wanted to do?” I asked with my best seductive look. “Next time warn me so I can be ready.” I turned my back to her giggling trying to put the key in. My breathe escaped my mouth when I felt her press against me. She moved my hair away from my neck getting closer to my ear. In a low whisper she said “This is me warning you, so get ready.” In that moment I felt myself cum. She hadn’t even touched me yet. I was nervous as hell walking into my apartment.

Inside, Pandora was still playing and my weed was still in the ash tray waiting for me. I had to gather myself. Is this really happening? I mean, I’ve watched enough porn to kinda know what I’m doing but this was my first time taking it this far. I told her to make herself at home and excused myself to my room. I slipped something comfy on. You know for easy access. Just in case.

When I came out the lights were dim, the weed was rolled and the shots had been poured. I took it upon myself to take both shots. Cause a sista had to get some liquid courage. We sat beside each other like two nervous school kids having small talk. The shots had to have kicked in because I could not keep my hands to myself.

I don’t know if it was the way she looked at me or the dim lighting hell maybe it was just me but I couldn’t fight it anymore. I crawled to her and let my lips find hers. I was so nervous that I wasn’t sure if I was doing it right. But hearing her moan as I slipped my finger between her legs told me I was. I barely touched her clit when I felt her tongue in my mouth. She raised up and pushed me back against the couch. “My turn…” she said devilishly.

I wanted her to take me. In that moment I would do anything to feel her. She spread my legs, kissing my inner thighs. I moaned loudly as she gently sucked my clit. Her tongue motions and slurps were orgasmic. I let my hands grip her locs, moving her head where I wanted it to go. “You taste so good baby”. I moaned with delight.

She asked me again if I was ready…. I didn’t know what she was talking about we had done more than kiss by this point. “Since I don’t have my strap I’ll take you for another ride.” I was so lost.

But once I saw her positioning her sweetness on top of mine I knew I was in trouble. I’ve only seen women scissor on my phone. Hearing the sounds of our juices mixing and feeling her body grind with mine was amazing. I gripped her hips and moved her faster on my clit. I could tell she was about to cum again. I massaged her nipples as I watched her body jerk.

We laid there for a minute giggling. Not really knowing what was supposed to come next. She fired up the weed and we sat in silence for a minute. I could only imagine our sex with a strap if this is how it was without one.

Then is dawned on me. This beautiful night we had. The laughs, the jokes, the drinks and the intimacy… I didn’t know her name. I knew her nickname but I wanted to know her. The real her. So I asked.

“What’s your name? Your real name.”

She smiled… and damnit to this day I still love that smile.

She answered, “You can call me Denise.”

💋KV

This particular day it was not so nice outside. The wind howled and the rain was coming down sideways. As the trees swayed in the distance I wondered how I ended up here. In his presence, again. The emergency alarm sounded on my phone, which startled me out of my thoughts. As I reached over to turn it off, I felt him enter the room. His sweet aroma filled the air. He walked slowly over to me. His body pressed against my back as I was still facing the window. 

I let a tear fall and I felt the soft tug of him prying my arms out of my shirt. I was filled with so much guilt but I had come too far to turn back now. He kissed my back shoulder and told me not to cry. This was the last time. So we had said so many times before. His touch like hot wax against my skin. I turned to look at him and before I could tell him my thoughts his tongue was deep inside my mouth. The lips of an angel. I shuttered as he forced me against the cool window. From my lips, to my neck… down to the center of my chest. 

“Please…. We must stop…. This, this isn’t righ—.”

In one swoop he gathered my nipple in his mouth. Violently sucking as if to bring milk from it. My body exploded.

“Do you really want me to stop?”he asked deeply… his fingers had found its way to my answer. The grass wasn’t the only thing that was wet. 

He tugged at my pants. It was a reflex to step out of them as they dropped to the floor. And truth be told I wanted him. Badly. As he stood up, penis erect, he wiped my face and kissed my cheek.

“If this is the last time, let’s make it a good one.”

He spread my legs and picked me up sliding his dick inside me. My lover kissed me softly, then more passionately as his hips and arms started their own rhythm. I tried bracing my arms against the window frame to give leverage but everytime he would put them back around his neck. Not missing a beat. We fell back against the bed. 

I rode him slowly. Taking my time to savor this moment. Looking into his brown eyes I knew I wouldn’t return to him. This really was our last time. His hands ravished my body as I rocked us. Just when I was about to climax he sat up, as if to get up but instead he hugged me. His face buried in my bosom. For a second I thought I saw a tear. We held each other while we made love. I whispered to him “I’ll always love you.” And he returned a soft “you’ll always be mine”.

Time stood still for a while. The next few hours were filled with passion and tears. Mostly from me. At the end we both rode the wave of euphoria and relished in the moment, catching our breath. 

We showered and swayed in the water. I just wanted to feel him one last time. Feel his warmth, smell his skin. This type of intimacy is hard to find. Hopefully I wouldn’t forget it. We were silent while getting dressed, passing the occasional half smiles. The adrenaline had worn off, the smell of sex had faded. It was back to reality. 

We left the cabin going in separate directions that day. Him back to his wife and me back to my fiancé. I carried his words and the memories with me for a while at first. I could smell him for the longest of time. And eventually it went away. Like all things do.

But I swear when it rains I can still hear him as clear as I hear the wind howling, as clear as I see the trees swaying…”you’ll always be mine.”.

And I……….. will always love him.

💋KV

As she washed the blood off her switchblade Tracie thought how different her life could’ve been. How so many unfortunate events led her to this life of murder and crime. In high school she was the innocent one, the quiet type. If her classmates could only see her now. She looked the same; soft brown skin, almond eyes and smile to die for, but underneath she was someone she didn’t recognize.

Jeff was bleeding out slowly, she wanted his death to hurt. She wanted the pain he put those women through to haunt him. He moaned, squirming around on the floor. At dinner he had told her how during certain activities he was a bit….loud. So she cut his tongue out for good measure. No need to wake the neighbors.

As she put her blade back into her thigh holster and grabbed her pistol, she walked slowly over to him screwing in the silencer.

“Do you know why I’m doing this Jeff?” Squatting next to his helpless body caressing his face. Her perfume filled his nostrils. She smelled sweet and warm.

“Hmmm?… I’m doing this because you will probably never get the true punishment you deserve for the things you’ve done. Your money will allow you to walk freely, continuing to assault women when ever you feel like it…. But that stops today.”

She had injected him with Succinylcholine, which paralyzed him but he was still able to feel. So when she cut his penis off and shoved it in his mouth he knew what it felt like.

“It’s not so nice when it’s done to you huh Jeff?” Tracie laughed. I mean cutting out his tongue and a couple of toes was on the to do list, but the penis was completely improvised. She just thought it would be a nice touch.

She glanced at her Van Cleef & Arpels watch. “Shit Jeff, I’m late!”

With a head tilt and a smirk she politely said “I’d love to stay and chat, but I really must go.”

Tracie threw her mink jacket over her shoulders and shot two bullets into his head. There was more blood than expected. She exited his apartment and got into her car. At the corner was a homeless man, she stuck ten dollars out the window and decided to do some damage control.

“God bless you sista.” The man grinned.

“No problem sir, can you throw these away for me, if you don’t mind?” Smiling… Handing him a pair of black latex gloves.

She had to hurry. She was running late for a ceremony where she, herself would be the guest of honor. As she checked her lipstick and patted her nose she thought to herself.. to be young, gifted and black.

💋KV

Jerome was running off at the mouth about something from work. Rosalyn could really careless.. she was hot and horny. It had been too long. She pushed Jerome back onto the couch and straddled him kissing him passionately. His member began to rise under her. She got on her knees and did away with his belt and pants then swallowed all of him. He inhaled sharply not expecting to be gobbled down in one motion. The slurping of her lips around his shaft made his dick throb in her mouth. She felt his leg twitch and knew she had him. While tongue kissing the head she simultaneously jacked him off sending him into a frenzy.

He pushed her back on the floor preparing to thrust himself inside of her. She was ready. She had already had it on her mind so the sundress with no panties was a win. Just as she felt him about to enter she told him to stop. This was her show. He always left her bewildered, it was time to give him a taste of his own medicine. She told him to roll over on his back. She stood over him thinking she was about to ride. And she was…. His face. She began rocking her hips back and forth on his juicy lips. Her clit was swelling and she could feel herself about to cum. In one smooth motion she turn around and bounced her ass on his dick. She was short so the leverage she had was easy on her knees.

One cheek, two cheek… clap clap clap.

She smacked her ass as it made waves on his dick. Jerome loved to see her work her hips. He loved watching his dick go inside of her. He tried to grip her hips but she had him locked down for once. She was in total control and he could not hold on anymore.

She bounced and rocked her way to her climax.

“Cum with me baby..” she said in a whisper.

Jerome couldn’t say anything. Her pussy walls were gripping his shaft and he felt every pulsation she had. She was on her tip toes now giving attention to his dick head. She knew it was sensitive and she wanted to finish him.

“Cum with me baby..” this time saying it a little more aggressive as she choked him looking into his eyes deeply.

All he could do was dig his nails into her skin. Her pace quickened. She put all her weight on him so he could go deep. And slow grinned him into ecstasy….. forgetting this is her man’s best friend.

💋KV

“Wanda!! What the hell are you doing? Is that my TV?? And my bed frame?”

Malcolm was livid he had jumped onto the truck to get a better look while the movers were adding to the pile.

“Wait… wait I just KNOW you ain’t got all my shit on this damn truck!”

“Relax Malcolm it isn’t all your shit sweetie. Just the things I bought. You had to have known this was coming…. You’ve been unemployed for how long now? And I’m just tired of footing the bills. I told you from the beginning I’m used to a certain….. lifestyle and you assured me it wouldn’t be a problem. But look at us!!” Holding her arms up gesturing to the surroundings around them.

“Look at how we’re living! It disgusts me to even be here!!”

Malcolm jumped from the truck and slowly walked toward her. She could tell by the look in his eyes that this may not have been her best move.

“Malc—.” He placed his finger over her lips.

“Shhhhhh…. That’s enough talking. Now you listen.” Malcolm chuckled “I didn’t know you could take back gifts. I would never ask for anything I bought you, back. So for you to literally pack up the shit you bought me out of supposedly love is foul. Second, when you died to move here 1 year ago I told you I may be out of a job while I get my credentials transferred so I wouldn’t have to start all the way over. You said you were fine with that. Neither one of us could’ve known the market was going to crash the way it did. But I gave you my world to stick beside me and I would make sure all of this would be worth it in the end. And all during that time did you go without the necessities? True the splurges and gifts slowed down but I made sure everything else was good. I’ve cleared majority of my savings… FOR YOU!! So WE were good. And this is the thanks I get? A packed up truck? If I hadn’t come outside when I did, would you have even said goodbye?”

“Yes I would’ve said goodbye, I was just about to send a text. And you’re right I didn’t expect the market to take a turn. But that one year turned into two and that’s just too much for me honey. And duhh I was supposed to tell you I’ll stick beside you, but no woman really means that. Sooo, you’re fault.”

Wanda put on her Dior sunglasses and stepped off the sidewalk to her car parked behind the moving truck that was now locked and ready to go.

“Listen, Malcolm.. we had fun. We were supposed to spend the rest of our lives together but if you don’t have a back up plan when shit hits the fan I can’t work with you. I need a man. A man that will take charge and make shit happen even when he can’t. Not one that would rather sit on the couch and chill writing in a journal all the time. If things pick up for you, hit me up… mkay?”

Malcolm stood there and watched how his fiancé was literally driving off into the sunset with a truck full of his things. He didn’t want to face his bare apartment and the scraps she’d left for him. Just then Rick, his neighbor/landlord, walked up when he heard all the commotion.

“Damn! That’s fucked up Mal. I saw the whole thing but decided to stay out of black folks business. I should’ve known something was up when she asked me about packing tape the other day. My bad man, I guess I could’ve done something.”

Malcolm just gave Rick the side eye. “ It’s cool man, every dog has its day.”

“Yea you’re right about that. And nobody gives a fuck about Wanda bad built body ass anyway, come on let’s go get a drink maybe we’ll see some hoes.” The two continued walking down the side walk and turned the corner.

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Back at Top Notch, Jess saw the whole altercation. She even saw the moving truck pull up at the exact moment Malcolm was walking into the building.

“That’s just sad as hell. She didn’t have to do him like that.” Shaking her head taking a sip of her tea.

“Right! And he’s so damn fine.. mm mm mm.. “ a feminine voice said behind her.

She swiveled around to see her gay assistant Pedro, using a file folder to fan himself. “May I help you Pedro? Isn’t there something you need to be doing?”

“Hmmm no, not really. Mr. Heartbreak down there was your last interview and we had no showings today. So if you don’t need me for anything else…….”

Jess laughed, she loved Pedro and his spirit. “You’re done for the day Pedro, you can head on out. I’ll be leaving shortly myself anyway. It’s date night.” She said dryly.

“Ew I’ll need you to put some pep in your voice mam. I would not want to take you anywhere with that attitude.”

“I’m peppy. It’s just we always do the same thing. And have the same boring sex. Is it too much to ask for some spontaneity every now and then?”

“No girl” popping his lips together after applying some lip gloss. “ it’s not, but maybe he isn’t aware of what you want. You know these men are dumb. Sometimes you gotta spell it out child.”

“ I have, several times P.” Jess replied defeatedly.

“We’ll honey, it’s only one thing to do if you’ve communicated. You’ll just have to sit on his face.” He shrugged while applying some mascara.

Jess looked shocked, not at the act, but at Pedro’s candidness.

He flipped his jacket on and grabbed his bag. “I’m serious. Just take it. Tell him you want to try something different. I remember gifting you a nice red lingerie number last year for your birthday. So put that on and just have at it. Let me know how it goes! Love youuu!!!” Yelling over his shoulder as he hit the elevator button.

Jess sat there and laughed. “Hell I might as well.” She collected her things and left a few minutes after she heard Tonya tell her she was gone for the day as well. “Let’s get this shit over with girl.” She said to herself in the mirror.

Winston was already there when Jess pulled to the valet. He had their same table as always, on the patio. She crossed over to him and he stood to greet her with a kiss. His tall frame swallowed her. At one time he made her flesh burn with excitement her body throbbing for him. But for the past five years there was a shift. He didn’t look at her the same. The conversations got shorter and the arguments had gotten longer. They agreed to date nights throughout the week a year ago in marriage counseling. She didn’t realize how badly she missed her friend. She figured once they learned to talk to each other again, the intimacy would come. But day after day, year after year.. nothing.

“Babe, did you hear me? I said I ordered for you so you don’t need the menu.”

“Yes, I heard you but I might want to try something different tonight. I’m feeling… spontaneous,” giving him a smirk. “I’ll have the house special, with the soup and a glass of Red Zinfandel thanks,” handing over the menu. She decided to put her best foot forward and make the best of the evening.

“So how was your day baby?” Anything good happen?”

Winston was typing viscously on his phone he didn’t hear his wife order a glass of wine for $99 or her question. He looked up for a second to see her looking back at him with a forced half smile.

“I’m sorry, did you say something babe?”

Before she could respond her glass of wine was placed in front of her. She was saved. “No sweetheart, not a thing.” Taking a nice size sip.

Dinner was silent and delicious. Whatever the house special was tasted so good. She only ordered it to get a rise out of her husband. The only thing that would’ve made it better was taking off her DD bra. She wanted so badly to get naked and have her rolls caressed and kissed maybe even bitten. She leaned over to Winston and told him she had a surprise for him later that night. He looked intrigued and for a split second he looked at her the way he used to. But an incoming text message took that away.

“We really have to talk when we get home” he said with a straight face.

“Ok but I’m doing my surprise first”. Jess had two more glasses of wine so she paid no mind to his wrinkled forehead and the serious expression he had. By the time the check came Jess had excused herself to the ladies room, she didn’t want to see his face when he saw the bill amount. She fluffed up her hair and touched up her makeup. The red lingerie outfit filled her mind and she caught herself smiling. She decided to throw on some heels to pull the whole look together.

About 8 minutes later she pulled into the garage. She ran up the stairs to see Winston again on his phone sitting on the bed. She hopped in the shower and could hear him moving in and out of the closet. She applied her oils and creams then slipped on the red teddy. She hated her red bottoms but she decided to keep taking one for the team and hell she was fine fine. Her chocolate skin popped against the velvet red. “Thank youu Pedro” she said to herself admiring her body. She exited the bathroom to see Winston standing in the doorway bags in hand.

“We really need to talk Jessica. I’ve been trying to find the words and the right time.”

Taking smalls steps toward her. He reached out for her hand.

I think we can both agree that our marriage is over. We put in the work, you more so than I, and I really don’t deserve you. I don’t know how to say this so I’m just going to blurt it out…. I’ve found someone else. You’ve done nothing wrong and it’s not you, it’s me. I’ve been selfish.”

Jess couldn’t believe what she was hearing and feeling. She felt so relieved and was speechless. Maybe it was shock or the wine. But it scared her that she was this calm. She closed her robe and walked back into the closet to change into something more fitting for this conversation.

She exited wearing a big shirt and started to turn down the bed and call it a night. It had truly been one hell of a day.

“I think you should leave now Winston and please lock up behind you and put the key in the hideaway place. Later this week we can discuss you coming over to get the rest of your things.”

“That’s it Jessica? We aren’t going to discuss this. I was expecting a bit more than just lock up when I leave.”

“You’ve said all you wanted to say. Your body language has been telling me all you needed to say for these past couple of years. If your upset because I’m not giving you the reaction you wanted then babe that sounds like a personal problem. So like I said… please lock up behind you. My lawyer will be in touch. Goodnight”

Winston left.

Jess laid there and listened to the empty house. The house he’d built for them. One slow tear left her eye. She needed a quick nut to put her to sleep before more fell. She grabbed her bullet and placed it on her clit. She thought about her and Tonyas morning session. She clicked the button for the vibration to intensify. Her clit was swelling. She moved the bullet to her pussy hole and felt how wet she was. She then made little circles on her clit and could felt it throbbing she was about to cum, thinking of how Tonyas pussy tasted sent her over. She came her clit pulsating and jumping. Her body flenched and she rode her orgasm. The only strength she had was to turn off the bullet and roll over. Her toy still laying beside her where her husband used to sleep.

K.V.💋