"I had a nice time with you, Jai,” Sloan said. “I hope we can do it again sometime.”
"Me, too,” Jai said as she looked up at him shyly.
"Before I go I was wondering if we could do something?”
"What?” Jai said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Let's give thanks,” Sloan said softly.
"Give thanks?” Jai asked with a perplexed look on her face.
He smiled again. “That's what I said.”
"Okay,” Jai said, unsure as she closed her eyes and bowed her head.
"I have several things I would like to give thanks for,” Sloan said as he began to unbutton Jai's blouse. “Thank you for these big beautiful coconuts.”
"You are so silly,” Jai giggled as Sloan caressed her breast with his hands, pulled them from under her white satin bra, and kissed on them. He then moved downward, kissing every inch along the way.
"Thank you for this pit, deep like the pit of a peach,” Sloan said flushing his tongue in and out of Jai's deep belly button.
"Umm, that feels good,” Jai said, rubbing her hands through Sloan's hair as he unbuttoned her jeans, facing the fact that she had lost the battle.
"Thank you for sweet cherries,” Sloan said as he rubbed his face across Jai's black lace panties. She was so sure that she wasn't going to sleep with Sloan that she didn't bother putting on a matching panty and bra set. Sloan didn't seem to mind as he inhaled her scent.
"Do you have anything for protection?” Jai asked in a soft whisper.
Sloan pulled out a string of three condoms in hot pink packaging from his pants pocket. He tore off one and handed it to Jai, placing the others back in his pocket.
"Lay down,” Jai ordered.
"Right here?” he asked.
"What's the matter? You're not afraid of a lil' ole rug burn are you?” Jai smiled and licked her lips.
Sloan kicked his shoes off and laid down on the floor.
"Take your clothes off, and slowly. I want to watch and I don't want to miss a thing.”
Sloan peeled off his clothes and once he was fully undressed Jai sat down beside him. She slowly rolled the condom down his stiff penis. The size of his cock defied the myth. Jai was pleased.
Jai climbed over Sloan on all fours, feeling like a panther stalking her prey. Sloan slid his hand behind her neck, pulled Jai's head down and thrust his tongue in her mouth. Jai moaned feeling as if she were being eaten alive. Sloan pulled Jai's head down so that he could give her some tongue. The two slurped and slopped like hungry kittens feeding from their mother's tits. Jai was so wet that she was afraid she would start dripping her juices on Sloan. So she reached down and began stroking Sloan's manhood. She pressed it against her clit and began to move it back and forth.
"Put it in,” Sloan groaned.
Jai had only gotten the tip in when Sloan began to moan. Even more of her juices came down and he slid home, filling her. Slowly Sloan began to thrust. With each stroke he was deeper and deeper inside of her.
Up and down slowly was the tempo. The room filled with the sound of Sloan's dick moving in and out of Jai's wet pussy. Sloan held on to Jai's hips for dear life. Faster and harder he began to pump in and out of her. Faster and harder she began to bounce. Jai stared down at Sloan and knew he was about to cum by the intense pleasurable look on his face. She sat up and began to roll her hips like a belly dancer.
"Oooh shit,” Sloan said, opening his eyes. “Wait, Jai. Stop!”
"What?” Jai asked, immediately ceasing her horizontal dance.
"I don't want to cum yet,” Sloan whispered, his voice deep and intense. He lifted Jai up off of him and flipped her onto her belly. “I want to take you from the back.”
"Okay,” Jai said skeptically. She had never been a big fan of being fucked from the back. She never got as much out of it as the man did. But she was willing to try it with Sloan, but she wasn't going to expect much.
Sloan slid his hand beneath Jai's hips and lifted her up to him so that her ass was in the air and her face pressed to the floor. She was reminded of how vulnerable she felt in this position. Then he entered her in one hard thrust and Jai gasped. She arched her back and dug her nails into the carpet as he began to pump in and out of her. The man was definitely hitting all her spots just right.
Sloan pounded into her harder and harder. He pumped Jai until the condom filled with hot sticky cream. Jai moaned. She could feel Sloan cuming inside of her as his cock flexed uncontrollably.
"Ohhhhh, I'm about to cum. I'm about to cum,” Jai gasped.
"Fuck that dick, baby,” Sloan said, smoothing his hands down her hips until Jai's back arched up off the ground and she made that ooohh ahhh sound. She screamed as her orgasm slammed into her and knew that they both had been pleased.
Sloan pulled out of Jai then lay across her sweaty body, each of them breathing heavily. They lay there for what seemed like eternity before Sloan headed home.
“Who is it?” Rissa replied to the knock on her door.
"It's me,” Jai said. “Open up, Rissa.”
Rissa looked through the peephole to confirm that it was Jai. She took a deep breath, then paused. How could she not open the door at this point? She should have looked out of the peephole first and then left Jai standing out there knocking.
"What are you doing here?” Rissa said, opening the door, leaving Jai standing in the doorway as she walked, with attitude, back over to her computer station that was situated in the corner of her living room.
"Working on an article?” Jai said, closing the door behind her.
"More like brainstorming,” Rissa said very short.
Jai followed Rissa over to the computer station and helped herself to a box of Cheeze-Its that was sitting next to her computer.
"Help yourself,” Rissa said sarcastically. This was becoming a bit too much for Jai. These two had shared everything as roommates: clothes, shoes, groceries, hell, even boxes of tampons and now she was tripping over a Cheeze-It. Jai knew for certain now that it was time to nip the situation in the bud.
"Can we go over to the couch and sit down and talk?” Jai asked.
"Wait a minute. Some ideas just got to flowing. I need to type them before I lose them,” Rissa said as she began typing away on her computer. She had been doing research and gathering data for a column she was producing and wanted to shop to major newspapers and magazines titled “He Said—She Said.” It was her dream to be Carrie from the HBO hit, Sex and the City. Rissa took her writing very seriously so Jai didn't mind grabbing the entire box of Cheeze-Its and walking over to the couch to wait on her. It would only be a couple of minutes before Rissa was ready to talk.
“So, what's on your mind,” Rissa said, turning her chair around at the computer table.
“You and the silent treatment you've been giving me,” Jai replied.
“What silent treatment?” Rissa said, shrugging her shoulders as if she didn't have a clue.
“What silent treatment? You've been ignoring my calls all week long and I've left you a ton of messages, of which you haven't returned one of them. Hell, I'm surprised you answered the door when you found out it was me.”
Rissa got up and walked over to Jai. She sat down next to her, stared at her, and just burst out laughing.
“What's so fucking funny?” Jai said, trying not to catch the contagious bug of laughter. Rissa continued laughing. “What? This isn't funny. You been playing me to the left and won't even give me a chance to explain things to you.”
“I'm sorry, Jai,” Rissa said, calming her laughter. “I guess I really have been acting stupid. I should have just told you how I felt and got it over with instead of acting like a three-year-old.”
“Yeah, you should have,” Jai agreed as she flung a Cheeze-It in her mouth. “So, how do you feel, Rissa?”
“Played,” Rissa said, snatching the box from Jai and eating a couple herself. “I mean, you knew I was interested in Sloan. At the time I just felt like if you were any type of friend, then you wo
uld have told him, hey, my girl likes you, and left it alone. But watching you tango with him on the dance floor . . .”
“We weren't doing the tango,” Jai interrupted.
“Figure of speech, Jai.”
“Look, Rissa, I'm sorry. It's just that we've never had to deal with this type of situation in all of our years of friendship. We've never been attracted to the same guy before. It's just a given. I go for the black man and you go for the white man.”
“Hold up, did you say you were attracted to him?”
Jai couldn't believe she let that one slip out. Busted!
“This is just unbelievable,” Rissa said as she stood up from the couch in anger. “First you dance with him, then you give him your number. Oh let me guess, you came over to tell me that you've just happened to have slept with him, too.”
Once again, busted! A puppy-dog look came across Jai's face and she put her head down in silence.
“Oh, I'm going to be sick to my stomach,” Rissa said, standing up, holding her belly.
“I'm sorry, Rissa. I really am, but my God, you're overreacting. It's not that serious. It's not like he was ever interested in you in the first place. He came over to talk to me, so quit acting like I stole your husband from you at the altar.”
“You just don't get it, do you?” Rissa asked.
“I guess I don't,” Jai replied.
“Just forget it. It's always about Jai.”
“No, I don't want to forget it. I love you, Rissa. You're my best friend and we need to rectify this situation. I can't have you mad at me. You're my best frie . . .” Jai said as she found herself choking back tears. “You're my only friend.”
Rissa, with tears strolling down her face, sat back down next to Jai and put her arm around her.
“You're right, it's not that serious. What are we doing, arguing over a man?” Rissa said. “I can get any man. Hell, I'm sure the runner-up to the most beautiful man in the world is somewhere. What do you think the odds are that he's in Cincinnati, Ohio, too?”
Jai grinned. “I'm not going to lose my best friend of nine years over a man I haven't even known a week.”
“So you're not going to ever see him again, right?”
“What?” Jai said, shocked.
“Just kidding.” Rissa smiled. “I do want you to be happy, Jai. I know that's probably hard for you to believe with the way I've been acting. But you deserve to be with a man who makes you happy. Hell, you deserve to be with a man period.”
“Hey,” Jai said, play-punching Rissa in the arm.
“But seriously. If Sloan is the one who's going to pull you out of your drought, then go for it!”
“Thanks, Rissa,” Jai said. “Now are you positive you're cool with this?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Rissa said. “Now stop asking me before I start hating on you again. Maybe now that you've finally been laid you'll be less bitchy.”
“Me bitchy. Please, girl. You put the itch in bitch,” Jai laughed.
“Truce,” Rissa said, sticking her hand out to shake on it.
“Truce,” Jai said, shaking her hand.
“Well, I need to get back to my brainstorming,” Rissa said.
“Oh, yeah, of course,” Jai said, standing up and heading toward the door. “Cream this Friday?”
“You know it. Oh and, Jai, don't think you don't owe me an earful of details about you and the Italian Stallion's little encounter.”
“Oh, it wasn't little.” Jai winked as she headed out of the door.
As Jai walked to her car she felt good. She could breathe again. She hated when there was tension between her and Rissa. One time Rissa didn't talk to Jai for a full week because of a dissension over a term paper.
In college, Rissa was the party animal of the two. She had been raised Catholic and was on lockdown for pretty much of her life. She was never allowed to date. As a matter of fact she took her cousin, Franklin, to her high school senior prom. When her parent's little angel was let loose off to college, she turned into the devil himself.
College schoolwork was foreign to Rissa, but frat parties were one of her favorite subjects. How she even made it through her freshman year was a miracle. All those tears and Hail Marys come final exam time must have paid off.
Jai was always on top of her game when it came to college. She hated school, but since she was on a full scholarship she figured she might as well do her best. Even in high school Jai was a dedicated and scholarly pupil. She was proud of it, too. She had kept in a trunk every paper she had ever written in high school. Rissa found out that Jai had an old term paper that she had written on Phineas, a priest who had murdered an interracial couple, as such marriages were an abomination to his religion. Rissa just presupposed Jai would allow her to use it for a final term paper that she had to write for her civilization course. Besides, Jai had written the paper in her senior year of high school. With a minor touch-up and the use of a thesaurus, Rissa could surely make the paper appear as though a college sophomore had written it. There was no way the college instructor would ever find out.
Jai, on the other hand, was just your typical by-the-book kind of girl. Her father had raised Jai, along with her twin sister. When they were only seven years old their parents divorced and Jai's mother moved away to Philadelphia. Jai always felt as though she was competing with her sister for their father's love and attention, so she always tried especially hard to excel at everything she attempted. But no matter how hard she tried it seemed that her sister was always right there to surpass her. If Jai got an A on a paper, her sister got an A+. If Jai found a dollar while walking down the street, her sister found two dollars. If Jai made the cheerleading squad, then her sister was sure to be named captain, and so on. Jai always tried to find her own shine, but there her sister would be, a cumulous cloud, following her everywhere she went. Even when Jai received notification of her full scholarship, the celebration only lasted so long before her sister received notification of a full scholarship, room and board, and a position on the volleyball team. So Jai had always taken pride in everything she did as she felt as though she was always in constant competition with the world.
When Rissa asked Jai to use her paper, it was like asking Iraq to turn over their deadly chemical warfare. Jai refused. Rissa thought that eventually Jai would see the light and realize that allowing her to plagiarize the paper was no harm done. It was a high school paper, for Pete's sake. But Jai had tons of excuses. “What if I want to use it in college? I won't be able to if I let you. How can you prosper on your own by using my work? The next thing you know you'll be wanting me to take your final exams for you. My allowing you to use my paper will only hinder you, not help you, etcetera . . .”
Rissa ended up getting a D- on something she contrived herself. The D- hurt Rissa's GPA and she solely blamed Jai. Rissa went an entire week ignoring Jai, even though they lived in the same apartment. Rissa made sure when Jai was around that she wasn't. If Jai did happen to be home when Rissa was, Rissa always made sure she had a cluster of friends over to sustain her attention so that she wouldn't have to pay any mind to Jai.
On the seventh day Rissa came home and found Jai's suitcases at the front door and it hit her that she was about to lose her best friend. She cried and pleaded with Jai to stay. Jai allowed her to plead her case for over an hour before deciding to stay. When Rissa went to help Jai carry her suitcases back in her bedroom, it was then when she realized that the suitcases were as light as a feather, empty. Jai had never planned on going anywhere. Jai knew that Rissa would be incensed about the situation with Sloan, but just like back in their college days, she'd eventually get over it sooner or later.
Jai was glad that it was sooner than later. She didn't want to worry about mending her and Rissa's friendship. She was completely wrapped up in the idea of having a good man in her life and allowing him to stay. It was too early to determine the direction her and Sloan's relationship was heading, but Jai was having fun and it had been a long time since she
had had any fun. And it had been since forever and a day since a man cooked for her.
Sloan had called Jai up and invited her out to dinner. She was to meet him at his apartment and then they would go to the restaurant from there. Jai found her way to Sloan's apartment with ease. Once she pulled into his apartment grounds, she couldn't remember if she was supposed to go left at the rental office or right. She turned left when she should have gone right, which made her a couple minutes late.
The apartment complex Sloan lived in was nice. Jai passed a huge party house with an Olympic-sized pool behind it. She also passed a fairly large pond with a waterfall in the middle of it that shot water straight up into the air. The blue neon light that lit it up made it appear as though the water was as blue as that of the water on a beach in the Bahamas. There were no playgrounds of any sort, which made her think this was more of an adult community.
In order to get to Sloan's apartment door Jai had to go up a flight of stairs and down a hallway. When Jai got to his door she could hear music playing. It was Pink's new album. Jai recognized it from hearing Rissa play it over and over. Jai pulled her leather jacket down over her waist and knocked on the door.
“Well, hello. You're looking lovely,” Sloan said, opening the door.
“Hello,” Jai replied shyly.
“Do come in.”
When Jai entered the apartment she was shocked to see a dimly lit setting at Sloan's living room table. There was a china setting for two. On each plate was a burgundy linen napkin shaped into a little hat. Next to each plate was a pair of chopsticks and a wineglass. The centerpiece was a Bonsai tree.
To Jai's surprise, Sloan had prepared some shrimp egg foo young over steamed rice. The sauce was divine and created a hot steam when Sloan poured it from the china gravy dish onto Jai's plate.
“I hope you don't mind that we didn't go out to dinner,” Sloan said. “But I wanted to surprise you.”
“Well, you did,” Jai said. “And I love it.”
Sloan softly bit into his bottom lip as he watched Jai enjoy her last forkful of food. She hadn't mastered the chopsticks well enough to eat her entire meal with them. Sloan had fed her a few bites from his, though.
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