In Lust With You

Something New

"Shit. This two piece is tighter than I thought." I mumble to myself as I admire the pair of lacy navy blue shorts clinging to my curves while looking in the mirror.

I wanted to make sure I looked right for my play thing coming over soon. Within our agreement, I promised I would always wear a tight outfit when greeting him at the door. That was how he liked it.

"Fuck it. It's all about to come off anyways."

I admire my curves one more time before putting the rest of my pencil curls up into a messy bun before heading to the bathroom to adjust my lip liner. As soon as the colored marker made brief contact with my plump bottom lip, my phone buzzed against the sink. I giggled as soon as I recognized the name smirking at his text.

BDE 👀: Bring your fine ass downstairs 😏. I'm outside.

Willingly, I gave one final turn in the mirror and strutted my way down the stairs in my black and gold Chain Decor Point Toe Stilettos carefully in order to avoid a fall. Passing the kitchen and finally reaching the front door, I opened it with ease and grinned in front of the blended melanin male in front me. My heart already beginning to beat intensely with anxiety as I backed away to allow him inside. He then makes his way towards the Speers plush black leather couch and wastes no time eye fucking me. Just the mere sight of my figure causes him to bite his bottom lip in anticipation.

"Looks like somebody is anxious." I sarcastically remark slipping off my silk black Victoria Secret robe standing in between his legs.

"You damn right I am, lil mama."

I snicker when he caresses my left ass cheek once I placed my right foot next to his thigh.

"You like the new fit, baby?"

"Absolutely. It looks perfect on you. Now come here."

I comply once he pulls me into his arms. We started off catching up on small talk as he caressed my thighs until our conversation was cut short with a brief peck on the lips which soon evolved into a passionate kiss. I cupped his face whilst he did the same with my ass keeping a firm grip on both cheeks. A soft moan escaped from my lips once his tongue slipped inside his mouth and I never hesitated to give the same energy. Not even a minute later the sound of his phone dinged indicating he had a new message. He quickly pulls away to check who could be bothering him at
2 AM. He groans at the sight of the name debating if he should bother to answer.

"Your wife blowing you up again?"

"Yeah. I specifically told her I was out with my niggas downtown and not to spam me."

I shake my head.

"I mean this could all be avoided if you'd just get a divorce. It's not that hard..."

"It's not that easy, Nadia." He continues to sensually rub on my thighs.

"It's not easy to leave but it's easy to cheat. Yeah...makes perfect sense."

I hop off his lap and head into the kitchen for a glass of Pink Moscato from my cabinet. His hand then grabs a firm hold on my arm causing me to freeze. His deep brown eyes fixiated on my trembling body.

"I told you not to bring this up again. Only reason I'm still with her dumb ass is for our son."

He then finally lets go and watches me pour my first glass once I brought myself back to reality. My legs starting to clench together from his dominant hands. It was after the first few sips I decided to be a little bold in order to make him mad.

"Well. Who's fault is that? Shoulda pulled out nigga."

He then glares at me starting to ball up his fists trying to retain his anger.