“Well, you’ll have to tell me once you have a taste.”
“Cup. That’s what I’m going to call you, because I know that thang tastes just like this cupcake.”
She walked off, trying to camouflage her smile.
She got back to the table with Maurice and began to rub his leg, indicating she needed sex. Her anticipation of Joe aroused her, and she needed to get it out. She whispered in Maurice’s ear that they needed to sneak off for a quickie. Maurice was willing to throw in his hand, and they snuck off to a wooded area for a quickie.
“I just want you to beat it up real quick,” she told Maurice.
She kept thinking about how Joe was licking the cupcake. It had her wet and ready to be filled with a dick so that she could come on it. She pulled her jeans down and opened his zipper to pull his dick out. He used his hands to feel where her pussy was.
“Damn, Bev, your ass wet as hell,” he said.
“I know, baby, fuck me hard.”
His dick slid in with ease, and he began to pound her. Holding her by her hips as resistance, he pounded harder and harder until she started to say, “I’m coming, I’m coming.”
He continued pounding until he came. She started to pull her pants up, and he told her to suck the come off his dick before he put it up. She got on her knees and sucked him for a short time, and then he put it back in his pants and zipped up.
When she stood up, she could see Joe standing in the distance. She pulled Maurice in to hug him. While she was hugging him, she focused on Joe. She could see him jacking his dick. He smiled at her, and she smiled back. She grabbed Maurice by the hand and walked off in the opposite direction.
Joe was lying in bed, smiling about when they had met. She asked him what he was smiling at.
“Your nasty ass,” he said, laughing.
“Get out of here so we can get nasty.”
“I know what can help me along…let me see my cupcake.”
“I knew that’s why you wanted me here; you love having this pussy buffet.”
She lifted her skirt so he could look at her bald pussy. He started to lick his lips. “I wish we were back in that limo, you spread those legs so wide, and you taste so damn good,” he said while trying to adjust himself in his bed. He asked her for a feel, so she walked over to him and let him play with her pussy.
“I see you’re getting wet there. I wish I could fuck you,” he said. “Turn around, spread them cheeks, and let me finger your ass.”
She turned around, bent over with her legs apart, and spread her ass cheeks. He stuck his fingers in his mouth to lubricate them and then in her ass.
“You know you gonna make me come quick. You want it?” he asked. “You know I do, just let me know.”
“Here it comes!” he said about three minutes later.
She grabbed his dick and sucked his nut out. He smacked her on the ass and slid his finger in her pussy. That’s my cupcake,” he said while smelling his fingers.
The end of the day was approaching, and Bevelyn had to pick up the kids on time. Diane had just come in to relieve Bevelyn. Diane was appreciative about her taking the day to spend with Joseph and thanked her for sitting with him. As she was leaving, she asked Diane to call her with any updates about Joseph’s health. On her way out of the hospital, she called Nedia but did not receive an answer. She thought nothing of it and left the hospital so that she could hurry home and shower.
When she got home, Nedia called her and sounded upset. Nedia told her that she could not rest because she was worried about her father. She asked Bevelyn if she could sit with her that night because she needed her friend. Nedia was emotional and apologized for the way she acted at the restaurant. Bevelyn told her she would be there as soon as she put the kids to sleep.
Maurice came home, and Bevelyn told him that Nedia called and wanted her to go over. He said OK, but his mind was wondering what she was up to. He knew he couldn’t make a fuss because he had never done so in the past, but he really wanted to intervene. She gave him instructions on what was left to do for the kids, gave them a kiss on the cheek, and headed to Nedia’s.
As soon as she left, Maurice texted Nedia, “Don’t you pull any bullshit.”
She replied, “Let the games begin, baby.”
He was furious. He didn’t know what she was trying to pull. He knew he had to lie low and play it safe. He checked on the kids and then laid in bed, restlessly thinking about what was going on.
Nedia and Bevelyn were eating sandwiches and watching television. Nedia thanked Bevelyn for taking time away from her family to babysit her and apologized for her behavior at the restaurant. She told Bevelyn that she wanted to just lie between her breasts and feel her body all night. Bevelyn asked if she wanted to talk about anything that was bothering her. “No, I just want you here,” Nedia said.
They fell asleep naked together.
The next morning, Bevelyn got up early to make sure she could see her children off to school. She put on her clothes and kissed Nedia on the forehead. When she got home, Maurice was already wide-awake.
“Why are you up so early?” she asked.
“I don’t know, I just couldn’t sleep,” he said.
She told him to lie back down and get a little more rest and that she would take care of the kids.
He went into the bedroom to lie down and noticed he had missed a text message. “You get any rest last night?” the message asked.
He slammed the phone down and started to pace the floor.
chapter 5
Several weeks went by, and Joseph was out of the hospital. Bevelyn had started sleeping with Joe again, and Maurice was not concerned about her recent late-night arrivals home. Maurice continued to contact Nedia, but she was avoiding him. He constantly left her messages at her desk as well as voice and text messages, but she did not reply. Maurice realized that his feelings for Nedia were more than he ever expected them to be. Not hearing from her made him miss her beyond control.
It had been a long day when his colleague Sheila walked over to his desk.
“Hey, handsome,” she said as she sat at his desk.
“Hey there, beautiful!” he said to her as he glanced between her thighs.
“Look, I’m going to cut to the chase, do you want to take me up on my offer?” she asked in a serious tone.
“Your offer?” he said as though he had no recollection of their prior conversation.
She leaned in to whisper in his ear: “I want you to put your dick in my wet mouth and let me suck you until all I can taste is your come.”
He turned and looked at her. “Seriously?” he asked.
She turned his face away from her in order to whisper in his ear again. When she leaned in, Nedia walked up to the desk. Maurice stood up quickly. “Nedia!” he said nervously.
Shelia looked at Nedia with displeasure. Nedia never took her eyes off Maurice. “Do not follow me,” she said and turned away hastily and then walked off.
Maurice was visibly shaken at seeing Nedia. His mind began to race. He sat at his chair and placed his face in his hands. He couldn’t help but think that he’d never felt the emotions he had for Nedia.
“Your little girlfriend seems to be mad,” a soft voice said with a giggle.
He lifted his head out of his hands and to see Shelia still sitting there with a smirk.
“Why are you here again?” he asked to her with an attitude.
“I can see in your face that you’re upset, so I’ll let that go,” she said as she stood up.
“Shelia, I’m sorry,” he said to her as she was walking away.
She looked back and winked. “It’s cool.”
Maurice became confused with all the thoughts he was beginning to have. He decided to step outside to get a breath of fresh air. He was going out the revolving door when he saw Nedia heading toward her car. He could see her walking quickly, as if leaving for the day. He was eager to speak to her and rushed into the revolving door. He attempted to push the doors faster, but th
e censored, motorized rotation would not move as fast as he wanted. His anxiety levels were increasing, and his heart was racing in anticipation of talking to her. He exited the doors and slightly sprinted toward her while calling her name. “Nedia! Nedia!” he yelled, trying to get her attention.
She got in her car but did not start it. He got to the door, and she unlocked the passenger door.
“Why are you calling me, Maurice?” she asked. “What in the hell do you want?”
“Baby, please, let’s talk. Let’s just…talk,” he said.
“Why, Maurice? You scared I’m going to tell your precious wife?”
“Fuck her! I don’t give a shit about her right now. I’m talking about you, Nedia, please stop doing this.”
She just stared at him, looking for a flinch or any reason to not listen to him. She could see in his eyes that he was passionate in his plea to her.
“I love you, Nedia. I really do. Talk to me,” he begged her.
Holding back tears, she gazed into his eyes. “Fine, tonight, seven o’clock at our favorite restaurant. Now get out of my car.”
He smiled, opened the door, and headed back to the hospital.
Bevelyn had been out shopping all day when she decided to grab a snack. She had stopped at a little eatery when a six-foot-tall, brown-skinned, hazel-eyed man walked in. She looked him over from head to toe as he sat down beside her. “Come here often?” she asked in a soft voice.
He turned and looked at her and was stunned by her beauty. “No, not too often, pretty lady.”
She smiled. “I’m Bevelyn,” she said.
“Delven,” he replied.
They sat at the counter, enjoying one other’s company and eating their light meal. He revealed that he was a married neurosurgeon from a neighboring city but was very interested in acquiring a new friend. Bevelyn instantly became interested in not only his appearance but also his financial status. She told him she too was married and had no problem being his newly acquired friend.
Bevelyn’s phone rang.
“Hey, Cupcake, I need something to eat,” Joe said.
“Heeey,” she said nervously as she pushed the volume of her phone down.
“What are you doing? Do you have time to meet me for my snack?”
“I’m not near there right now, but I’ll call you back, OK?” she said.
“Oh, OK Cupcake. You must be near Maurice. Call me later.”
“That must be the hubby,” Delven said.
“Yeah, it’s almost time for him to get off. I have to get ready and go,” she said.
“OK,” he said. “Put my number in your phone.”
As they walked out, she asked when would be a good time to call.
“Any time,” he said as they parted.
Bevelyn headed home to pick up her kids. As she was heading home, she called Joe back. “Hey, baby, sorry about that. I’m on my way to get the kids now.”
Joe seemed disappointed that he was not going to be able to be intimate with her but was eager to see her and the kids. “Why don’t you stop at the park off Leucun Road after you pick them up?” he asked.
“Sure,” she said.
She picked up the kids and headed to the park. Joe was waiting on a bench.
“Uncle Joe!” the kids yelled as they ran up to him. He hugged them tightly and then played with them at the park. Joe left the kids playing on the monkey bars and sat beside Bevelyn on the bench. He repeatedly asked Bevelyn if the kids needed anything. “No, they’re great. I have no complaints. Maurice does a great job with them,” she said.
“I’m glad to see you all. I was a little disappointed about not being able to get my tongue wet, but this is just fine.”
Two hours had passed when Bevelyn’s phone began to ring. It was Maurice calling. “Damn, its six thirty I didn’t realize it was this late, Joe. I need to get to the house. I can come right back out, just let me get the kids home,” she said without answering the phone. “When I come back out, you can lick me all you want. Let me call him back real quick.”
“Hello,” she said.
“Bev, I—” Maurice stuttered.
“I’m on my way home now, Maurice. I have to step out for a few once I get there, but I’ll be back shortly. The kids will be fed—”
“Bevelyn, I’m leaving the house now for a few minutes. I’ll be back, and then you can go on about your business,” he said.
“But Maur—Hello? Hello?” She was shocked that he had hung up. He had never hung up on her before.
Joe was bringing the kids over to her and noticed she had a confused look on her face looking at the phone.
“What’s wrong, Cup?” he asked.
“I may not be able to meet you, Joe. Something’s up with Maurice. He said he’s going out for a few,” she said
“Oh, don’t worry about it. He’ll be back. You know I’m going to be right here,” he said.
She was not happy about her plans being foiled by Maurice.
“Here’s fifty dollars. Grab you and the kids something to eat on your way home.”
Bevelyn, still dazed, grabbed the money, hugged Joe, and left.
Maurice arrived at the restaurant he and Nedia frequented. He was first to arrive and very nervous about the date. He was very fidgety, and his hands were sweaty. “What’s wrong with me?” he asked himself.
He just could not understand the feelings he had. He had been married ten years and never felt the feelings he was experiencing.
Nedia walked in, and she was stunning. Her hair was long and full of loose curls, brows nicely arched, and her makeup complemented her face: not too much, not too little. Her dress came up mid-thigh. Maurice’s heart started to beat faster, and he had a tingly feeling in the pit of his stomach as soon as he saw her. He stood up to greet her. She walked over to him, and he gave her a kiss on the cheek. He walked over and pulled her chair out for her to sit down.
“You look beautiful,” Maurice said to Nedia.
“What is it that you want to talk about, Maurice?” she asked, jumping right to the point.
“Stop it, damn it!”
“Stop what, Maurice?”
“This trying to be hard shit. Just stop it.”
She looked at him while trying to hold her frustrations together and started to sip on the wine that was on the table.
“Look, Nedia, I know that you’re tired of being a mystery and tired of me not being able to spend time with you, but you know the situation I’m in with Bevelyn, and you know me, Nedia. You know me.”
“I know, Maurice, I knew that from when we started. I’m just tired. I’m really tired,” she said sadly.
The waiter came over to take their order. Nedia looked over the menu and then at Maurice.
“I want to go. Let’s just go.”
“Of course, baby, where?” he asked.
“To be alone,” she said, looking at him as though she was letting her guard down.
He told the waiter they just needed the check. Once the check arrived, he and Nedia left.
At home, Bevelyn was furious. She put the kids to bed and then stayed up, trying to figure out Maurice’s whereabouts. “What in the hell is he up to?” she said to herself as she began to plunder though his drawers and nightstand.
The more she looked, the less she found. She didn’t want to call any of his friends to ask if he was with them, because she felt they would just cover for him and let him know she was looking. She tried to call Nedia to vent but did not receive an answer. “This bastard thinks he’s slick!” she said out of frustration. “I have to pump up my game. I know I can find something on his ass before my shit comes out,” she said to herself and realized she was speaking out loud. She put her hand over her mouth and looked around to make sure her children had not heard her. She decided to jump in the shower, put on a nightie, and wait for Maurice to come home to seduce him.
Maurice and Nedia arrived at one of his exclusive homes. The house was in a remote area with thin wood line
s surrounding it. Nedia got out of her car and looked around as though to find someone. Maurice stepped out of his car, closed the door, and noticed Nedia looked nervous. “What’s wrong, Nedia? What are you looking for?” he asked.
“Your wife,” she said.
Maurice walked over to her and ran his hands down her face. “She doesn’t know anything about this, Nedia. She doesn’t know what you know—not about my money or anything. This is our spot. Don’t worry about her,” he said as he looked in her eyes.
He started to walk toward the house while holding her hand, and she pulled him back and started to kiss him. He picked her up and walked to the front of the car and laid her on the hood. “No, no, no,” she said softly as he caressed her body as though he had never touched her before.
She could feel the bulge of his dick as he grinded himself against her body. He dropped his pants and ran his hands up her dress to remove her underwear. “No, Maurice, stop,” she said.
He pulled her down enough to look in her eyes and gave her a soft kiss. “You want me to stop?” he asked in a soft yet deep voice.
“Yes,” she said. He kissed her again, and she could feel his hard dick trying to slide inside her.
He started to nibble on her earlobe, and she started to relax her thighs. She pushed his head from her head and looked deep in his eyes. “I love you, Maurice. I love you so much.”
He looked at her with passionate love and desire. “I love you too, baby.”
She lifted her head up and started to kiss him passionately.
He pulled his head back. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” she said.
She laid back and closed her eyes in anticipation of his thick, long dick entering her pussy. He slowly guided his dick into her creamy pussy. “Slowly,” she said as he began to penetrate her.
She placed her hands under his shirt in order to feel his firm, built body. He could not hold his desire to shove his dick in and gave her one quick pound. “Ah!” she said loudly.
She slid her nails down his back as he started fucking her faster. He could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter as he moved his dick in and out of her. She pulled her hand out from under his shirt. He lifted his body up, still fucking her, and started to tear her dress off her body. She grabbed his shirt by the front buttons and ripped it off. He started to suck on her breasts because he knew it was her spot. She began to come instantly. She was running her hands down his chest as he put his head back and closed his eyes. “That’s right, baby, give me that nut. You feel this pussy. That come is all over your dick. Put that nut in there,” she said as he stroked faster and faster.
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