inspecting it with her tongue. He laid his head back against the door in anticipation of her placing her mouth all over his dick. She was jacking his dick and licking his balls, and he was eagerly waiting for her to just put it in her mouth. She played around with it, driving him crazy with her mouth, and then she took it in to the back of her throat. She sucked him graciously until he released all of his come, straight down her throat. As she walked out, she said, “See you in a couple weeks.”
He started to look around the room to make sure nothing was out of place. He stepped out of the room and closed the door, and Nedia was standing there. He was startled by her presence.
“So you’re fucking her now—no, you’re
making love
to her now, Maurice?” Nedia said, looking at him with anger in her eyes.
“Well, technically speaking and, unfortunately…” he began to say and quickly stopped.
Nedia looked at him as though she could kill him. “Fucking is one thing, but making love is very personal, Maurice. We’ve been at this for four years! Don’t start playing fucking games with me!” she said.
“I’m not playing with you, I love you, girl—you all in my head and shit, got me dreaming about your ass, but you know, I never made any promises, and I never expected to fall in love with you either.”
She stepped up to his face. “You are so full of shit right now! Did you get my text? Game on, Maurice.”
She started to walk off, and he grabbed her by her arm.
“Nedia! Don’t start this shit here. We will talk about this later.”
“I’m sure we will,” she said as she walked off.
Bevelyn was visiting with Joseph for the day. He was very excited to see her. She made sure he was comfortable and that all was OK. He looked at her and thanked her again for her visit with the kids the day before.
“Are you OK, Cup? Do you need anything?” he asked with concern.
“I just need you to get better, Joe.”
“Oh, I’m OK, Cup. I paid them to lie here a few more days. They already know I’m OK, but I really need this little vacation.”
“Do you remember when we first met?” she asked.
“Do I?” he asked. “I remember everything you had on, from your perfume to your lipstick color. You were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen: tall, sexy, and just…beautiful.”
Bevelyn and Joe met ten years prior at a fall event that Maurice’s family had each year. The family had a huge cookout, similar to a family reunion. All of the local families got together to have a few drinks and enjoy themselves. They played cards, dominos, and music for the young and old. Bevelyn and Maurice were newly engaged, and he wanted to show off his fiancée to the family. She was reluctant to go because she had not received positive impressions from his family.
She was a ripe twenty-six-year-old who most females envied. As she was introduced to Joe and Diane, she felt an immediate attraction to him. She knew he was in his mid-forties, but he kept himself looking good. He worked out religiously, and didn’t look a day over thirty-five. She was also attracted to his wallet. Maurice had mentioned to her that Joe was the founder and CEO of a huge software engineering firm, and Joe was not ashamed to flaunt his millionaire status.
Bevelyn knew she had to make it her business to get to know Joseph even before she had met him. Wealthy men were always the targets. She was a woman who did not want anything from a man except to be kept. For Bevelyn, Joe was a triple jackpot: handsome, rich, and married. She loved the fact that he was married, because if push came to shove, she could threaten to tell his wife to get money out of him. She went to work immediately. She greeted him a little too sexily, made sure he noticed her ass in her jeans a little too much, and laughed a little too fake.
Bevelyn sat at a table with Maurice as he played a game of spades or bid wiz and slyly watched Joe’s every move. She would pretend