than nineteen, I’m sure.
“Run in?” I raised a brow.
“You fucked my man?” she twisted up her lips. “I saw the texts between you two in his phone.”
“You should ask your man that, not me,” I chuckled and shook my head at her.
“Look, woman to woman, please stay away from Blaze in that way. I love him, and the more chicks that throw shit his way, the harder it is for me,” she said somberly. I almost felt bad.
“You’re having this conversation with the wrong person boo,” I waved her off.
“Please,” she grabbed my arm and I saw she had tears sitting in her eyes.
“Talk to Blaze,” I said before snatching my arm from her.
What the fuck did she think this was? She’s coming to me like I’m the only bitch Blaze has ever cheated on her with. That nigga is a twenty-one-year-old, with more money than he can count. Did she really expect faithfulness out of him? Girl bye!
Zooey
“I haven’t seen you all damn week Zooey!” Qadir yelled as I put my makeup on. I didn’t even respond as I checked my outfit in the full-length mirror. “Hello?” he frowned.
“What?” I shouted turning my lip up.
“Zooey, babe, what’s up with you?” he asked as he neared me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Nothing Q, damn,” I replied in an irritated fashion.
“Give me a kiss,” he smirked.
I didn’t want to because I knew I’d been sucking Noah up damn near every day; however, if I said no, he’d be suspicious. I pecked his lips, but he darted his tongue into my mouth. Fuck it. I brushed, flossed, and rinsed faithfully. We kissed deeply, and I remembered how much I enjoyed fucking my man. I pulled his shirt off over his head, and began to unbuckle his pants as he raised my dress. He lifted me up with ease, and slid me down onto his chocolate dick. I hadn’t been fucked in forever, because Noah was too bitch-made to go past head. That would change soon though.
“Qadiiirr, ahhhh!” I called out as he bounced me on his long thick rod. Damn this nigga had some good dick, only if he had connections to go with it , I thought.
“Fuck Zooey,” he panted as he thrust into my wet walls. I pulled his bottom lip into my mouth, and sucked on it until we both released. “You should stay home today,” he panted.
“I wish,” I lied as I fixed myself back up.
Once I convinced Qadir that we could spend some time together later this week, I was free to go over to Poppy’s.
“Good morning,” I said walking into her office, and sitting her iced vanilla latte down on her desk.
“Good morning honey,” she half smiled.
“Are you okay?” I inquired as if I cared.
“I’m just tired, that’s all,” she sighed. I turned around to leave, and headed to my area.
After working until nine at night, Poppy came and let me know that I could go ahead and leave.
“Hey, I noticed we don’t hang out anymore,” I commented as I followed behind her.
“I know. Weird right?” she cocked her head and I nodded. “Well, since it’s Friday, did you want to have a drink with me?” she asked.
“Yeah, sure,” I replied.
We headed to the kitchen where she prepared us some margaritas. I finally got an idea in my head. I wanted her to get tipsy as hell so that when Noah came home, we could possibly have a little fun. After a couple margaritas, I noticed Poppy still wasn’t drunk. I waited until she went to the bathroom, and crushed some ecstasy into her drink.
“Sorry about that. Whenever I drink I have to pee a lot,” she chuckled when she came back and sipped her drink.
“It’s okay.” Just as I said that, Noah entered the kitchen.
“Y’all still up?” he frowned and looked down at his Rolex.
“Yeah, we are honey,” Poppy giggled and downed her drink. A smile crept across my face, because I knew tonight was the night.
“Why don’t you, um, have a drink with us Noah?” I asked licking my lips.
“Yeah, come on babe!” Poppy slurred. Yes!
“You good?” Noah chuckled
“Run in?” I raised a brow.
“You fucked my man?” she twisted up her lips. “I saw the texts between you two in his phone.”
“You should ask your man that, not me,” I chuckled and shook my head at her.
“Look, woman to woman, please stay away from Blaze in that way. I love him, and the more chicks that throw shit his way, the harder it is for me,” she said somberly. I almost felt bad.
“You’re having this conversation with the wrong person boo,” I waved her off.
“Please,” she grabbed my arm and I saw she had tears sitting in her eyes.
“Talk to Blaze,” I said before snatching my arm from her.
What the fuck did she think this was? She’s coming to me like I’m the only bitch Blaze has ever cheated on her with. That nigga is a twenty-one-year-old, with more money than he can count. Did she really expect faithfulness out of him? Girl bye!
Zooey
“I haven’t seen you all damn week Zooey!” Qadir yelled as I put my makeup on. I didn’t even respond as I checked my outfit in the full-length mirror. “Hello?” he frowned.
“What?” I shouted turning my lip up.
“Zooey, babe, what’s up with you?” he asked as he neared me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Nothing Q, damn,” I replied in an irritated fashion.
“Give me a kiss,” he smirked.
I didn’t want to because I knew I’d been sucking Noah up damn near every day; however, if I said no, he’d be suspicious. I pecked his lips, but he darted his tongue into my mouth. Fuck it. I brushed, flossed, and rinsed faithfully. We kissed deeply, and I remembered how much I enjoyed fucking my man. I pulled his shirt off over his head, and began to unbuckle his pants as he raised my dress. He lifted me up with ease, and slid me down onto his chocolate dick. I hadn’t been fucked in forever, because Noah was too bitch-made to go past head. That would change soon though.
“Qadiiirr, ahhhh!” I called out as he bounced me on his long thick rod. Damn this nigga had some good dick, only if he had connections to go with it , I thought.
“Fuck Zooey,” he panted as he thrust into my wet walls. I pulled his bottom lip into my mouth, and sucked on it until we both released. “You should stay home today,” he panted.
“I wish,” I lied as I fixed myself back up.
Once I convinced Qadir that we could spend some time together later this week, I was free to go over to Poppy’s.
“Good morning,” I said walking into her office, and sitting her iced vanilla latte down on her desk.
“Good morning honey,” she half smiled.
“Are you okay?” I inquired as if I cared.
“I’m just tired, that’s all,” she sighed. I turned around to leave, and headed to my area.
After working until nine at night, Poppy came and let me know that I could go ahead and leave.
“Hey, I noticed we don’t hang out anymore,” I commented as I followed behind her.
“I know. Weird right?” she cocked her head and I nodded. “Well, since it’s Friday, did you want to have a drink with me?” she asked.
“Yeah, sure,” I replied.
We headed to the kitchen where she prepared us some margaritas. I finally got an idea in my head. I wanted her to get tipsy as hell so that when Noah came home, we could possibly have a little fun. After a couple margaritas, I noticed Poppy still wasn’t drunk. I waited until she went to the bathroom, and crushed some ecstasy into her drink.
“Sorry about that. Whenever I drink I have to pee a lot,” she chuckled when she came back and sipped her drink.
“It’s okay.” Just as I said that, Noah entered the kitchen.
“Y’all still up?” he frowned and looked down at his Rolex.
“Yeah, we are honey,” Poppy giggled and downed her drink. A smile crept across my face, because I knew tonight was the night.
“Why don’t you, um, have a drink with us Noah?” I asked licking my lips.
“Yeah, come on babe!” Poppy slurred. Yes!
“You good?” Noah chuckled
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