Tandem-A urban Tale

One-(Tessa)

I woke up in my bestfriend Gloria's house.
I was so intoxicated, from last night.

See, I came to visit her .
She lives on the East side of Chicago.
Her and her boyfriend of 6 years, just got married at the court house, and they celebrated last night in their new home her dad left her in his will before he died last month.

A two story home with three bedrooms and two baths.
She also has a son.

She had the American dream.
I was low key jealous, because I never had a boyfriend.
Never in my life,and I'm 21 years old.

No kids, just a dog for me.
Just me and my doggie in my small apartment on the south side of Chicago.

At the party, it was Hennessy, D'usse, Casamigos, and Tito's.
The party was jumping into the early sunrise.
Maybe 50 people at least.

See, Gloria's husband was a party promoter and was very popular. Most of his friends and family were there.
Gloria, was not so popular.
Very quiet, and into her books.
She was in school for culinary arts, downtown Chicago.
I was her only friend that came.
It was a few of her family too.

I offered to spend the night in their guest room, to help clean up the next morning.

But, I was so hungover.

I woke up to the sun beaming into my eyes.
I stretched and yawned, then looked down to see a body under the covers.

"Who is that?" I screamed loudly.

"Shhhh." They said.

I was confused.

"what are you..." I was cut off.

I felt this tingling sensation between my legs.

My head fell back and I gasped, "Ohh weee." I moaned.

I was getting some great head.
Their mouth was doing labor work you hear me!

"Oh my god!" I whispered, almost slobbing on myself. I came, HARD!

I pulled the covers back and saw Anthony.
Gloria's husband.

I jumped back so quickly.
My eyes grew wide.

I started hyperventilating.

"Shhhh! Tessa! Gloria is going to hear you!" He threw his hands up, "She told me to come wake you. She's cooking breakfast." He smirked at me, then slowly walked out, side-eyeing me.

I melted, looking straight out the window.
I was in such disbelief.

"Is that bitch nigga on drugs or something?" I asked myself leaning against the head board.
I looked up at the ceiling in complete doom.

"What just fucking happened?" I repeated in my head.
I didn't even want to face Gloria after that.

I got up, and slipped my slippers on.
I threw on my robe, then headed down the stairs.

My pussy juices were dripping down my leg.
I wanted to fuck so bad.

"Rise and shine bestie!" Gloria was so happy.
She was making full big plates of eggs, bacon,toast, and oatmeal.

I faked a smile, "Good morning."

I sat at the table next to Isaiah, her son.
"Hi Tessa!" He was playing with a toy dinosaur.
I smiled at him, then ran my hand through his braids, "Hey nephew."

Anthony sat across from me, texting in his phone.

He was acting...NORMAL, as if what happened upstairs, didn't happen.