Dilemmas (Part 1)

by Justice, Lae'Zriah

  “Cup, I didn’t want you to come all the way out here and I not show up, but I have to head straight back. Diane is at the office, and I need to sign some documents immediately. This can cost me a lot of money, sweetheart.”

  “Joseph, you could have just called me. I would have turned around,” she said.

  “No, I wanted to see you. I want to make it up to you. Let’s meet at the field where I first tasted that cupcake.”

  “Joseph, there may be bees out there this time of year, and you’re allergic to them,” she said with concern.

  “I know, but I really want to go out there. I’ve been thinking about it for a while. I’ll let you know when, OK?”

  “OK, but I am concerned, Joe.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek as she started to get out of the car.

  “Where are the kids, Cup?” he asked. “Do they need anything?”

  “They’re with Maurice, and no, they’re just fine,” she said and closed the door.

  Bevelyn was a little more frustrated than usual. She had worked herself up by licking on Maurice and wanted to have sex. She was thinking of other men she could contact for a quickie. She was hesitant about contacting them because she felt their pockets were not deep enough for her time or body. In her eyes, her newest jackpot, the neurosurgeon, was a perfect target.

  She decided to call Delven since he seemed to be willing to meet her. When she called him, he picked up right away. He was excited to hear from her and said he had been expecting her call. He suggested a place for them to meet. “Yes!” she said to herself as she headed to meet with him. “Damn maybe I’ll get a nut out today,” she thought to herself.

  She pulled up to the hotel he had told her to meet him at. She looked in the mirror and touched up her makeup and checked her hair. As she walked up to the door, she could see he was waiting in the lobby. He smiled as she walked in the door. He gave her a hug. “Do you want something from the bar?” he asked.

  “Sure,” she said as they headed to the bar.

  He ordered the drinks as she was staring at his perfect face. She kept thinking, “He’s gorgeous. I’m going to enjoy this.”

  The drinks arrived, and Bevelyn started with her normal feel-him-out mode. “Oh damn!” she stated.

  “What’s wrong beautiful,” he asked.

  “I just chipped my nail, and I just got them done Thursday,” she said as she stared at a perfectly good nail.

  He grabbed her hand and kissed her finger. “Oh, don’t worry about that. I’ll get your nails redone for you.”

  “Oh no, darling, you don’t—” she started to say when he butted in.

  “Don’t worry about it, I got it. Let’s go upstairs.”

  “Yes!” she thought to herself, “like taking candy from a baby.”

  She was already thinking of the money she could get from him in the future and how she was going to play him. They headed to the elevators to go to the room.

  They arrived at the room, and she walked in, already in sexing-him mode. She was confident that once he got a whiff of her pussy, he would be hooked.

  He asked her to sit on the bed. As she sat on the bed, he began to loosen up his shirt and started to rub her breasts through her shirt. “Let me let you know, I love head,” he said.

  She smiled and said that she did too. She became very anxious to see how he ate pussy. She wanted to see what she was working with in this sexy man and started to rub his dick though his pants.

  “Let me get a taste,” she said.

  “Oh, no problem,” he said.

  He moved her hand and stood up. She seemed a little concerned about how eager he was. “Get on your knees, baby,” he said.

  She smiled and got on her knees. He pulled his dick out, and she looked twice. “Is his shit extra small, or am I used to big dicks?” she asked herself.

  He was rubbing his dick, and she was thinking that he was going to get a little bigger with his erection. She went ahead and put his semi-limp dick in her mouth and realized it wasn’t going to get too much bigger. He was not long but was nice and thick. She started to lick him down, sucking his dick as she wrapped her index finger and thumb around it to jack it. He pumped her face in an awkward, fast rhythm as she tried to suck it. “Damn, baby, if the head is like this, I know that pussy is good,” he said as he could barely watch his dick go in and out of her mouth. He put one of his hands on the bedpost and his leg on top of the bed. “Lick my balls,” he said to her.

  She started to lick his balls, and he started jacking his dick. She was pleased with him being pleased.

  “Shit!” he said, “you may be my regular girl, baby. Your mouth is that fire.”

  That was music to her ears. She licked him even more. “Baby, get that tongue to that ass. Lick my ass.”

  Bevelyn opened both eyes with concern and hesitation. She thought, “Ah, the hell with it,” and started between his cheeks but stopped. She told him to turn around and bend over.

  “Oh hell, yeah, baby, lick it all!” he said as he turned around.

  She licked his ass, probing her tongue slightly in. He was still jacking his dick. “Oh that’s good, baby. That’s good, baby,” he said. “Oh, I’m about to come.”

  He stood up and turned around. “Open your mouth,” he instructed her.

  As she did, he shot short sprays of nut over her face and in her mouth. She pretended to swallow what little bit shot in her mouth.

  He walked to the bathroom. “Whew, girl, you got that fire,” he said while he was doing a little dance.

  She was thinking, “Is that it? Can I get my damn nut?”

  She heard the water running and became mad as hell. He was in the bathroom singing and excited about his nice blow job. She was in disbelief about what happened. She thought, “Maybe he’s getting ready for round two.”

  He came out of the bathroom and said, “Baby, that was good. You ready to go?”

  “Ready to go?” she thought. “Uh, yeah, I guess,” she said heading to the bathroom.

  She took her travel toothbrush and mouthwash out of her purse. She brushed her teeth and rinsed her mouth out, and then she walked toward the door. He placed his hand at the small of her back in order to guide her out the door.

  They got in the elevator, and he gave her a kiss on the neck. She was still in shock. “Oh, here,” he said as he grabbed his wallet.

  She thought, “Damn, at least I get a couple hundred dollars out of this shit.”

  He pulled out a twenty-dollar bill and handed it to her. “Go get your nails fixed, baby. You got to stay sexy,” he said, grinning like he had just done something special.

  She stared at the bill and thought, “Twenty fucking dollars? Are you serious?”

  They exited the hotel, and he told her to call him anytime. “Sure,” she said.

  He gave her a kiss on the cheek, and then she walked to her car. She sat in her car, trying to figure out what had just happened. “Twenty dollars,” she kept saying to herself as she drove off.

  chapter 7

  It was a typical Monday, and Maurice was hard at work. He had received a text message from Nedia, saying she would be in late but wanted to wish him a good day. He smiled and started his regular routine. His panic buzzer went off, and he knew it had to be an emergency because he had not scheduled any of his weekly or biweekly harlots to visit him that day. He jumped and rushed to the room, and when he opened the door, Nedia was standing in front of him.

  “What are you doing in here, girl?” he asked her.

  “Giving you some brunch, my dear.”

  He asked her if anyone saw her go inside the room. He was concerned if someone had seen her entering the room.

  “Now, you know I’m careful. I made sure no one saw me.” She started to kiss him. “I just want you to…” she began to say.

  “Have my baby,” he said.

  She could not believe what he had said. “Maurice, we—”

  “It’s going to take time, I know, but please have my baby.”


  “Maurice, I don’t know about that,” she said.

  “Come off your pills,” he replied. “I want to have a baby with you— out of love, not a one-night stand.”

  “Maurice, that’s like saying your kids are a mistake. Don’t say that.”

  “Oh, no, they are no mistake, I love my girls more than anything, but I want to plan a baby from start to finish with the woman I love.”

  She explained to him that she would really love to have a child with him and can accept him with all his flaws, but she would have to tell him her secret first, and if he still wanted to have a baby with her, she would consider having the baby. He agreed but still suggested she stop taking her birth-control pills.

  “It still may take some time for us to conceive,” he said.

  “Us?”

  “Yes, us. I want to do everything as best I can. You know me, you know my sexual appetite, but you still love me genuinely.”

  “But what about my friend, Maurice? We haven’t had sex yet, but when that time comes, then what?” she asked.

  “I can’t ask you to not sleep with him, but I really want you to consider this.”

  “OK, I’ll think about it,” she said while secretly contemplating the idea.

  He hugged her, picking her up and standing her on the chair prop for patients. He took her pants off. He placed her leg over his shoulder and began to lick her pussy. She reached one of her hands above her to the low ceiling in order to brace herself and put her other hand on his head. He sucked and licked her clit vigorously, using his tongue as a flapping device. He stuck his finger in her ass as he continued to eat her. She was trying not to make any noise, but the feelings she was experiencing were too good to be quiet. She became wetter as he ate her, until she started to come. He stuck his tongue deep inside her and licked her as she came on his tongue. She started to get a little sensitive as she ended her climax, pulling her body back, so he let her leg down. He helped her down and kissed her. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue.

  Nedia started to exit the room and saw a female walking past and watched as she continued to walk. She turned around to Maurice and told him she would see him later. She pulled a hood over her head, closed the door and walked away from the room.

  Maurice put his hand over his face to wiped his face with his hand, making do until he could get to a bathroom. After he had gotten himself together, he opened the door to see Sheila standing in front of him. He pushed his way out of the room, making remarks as though he in there to check on gowns.

  “I see your little girlfriend was here.” A sarcastic voice said.

  “Sheila, what are you talking about?” said he asked as he was trying to walk away from her.

  She walked up close to him as though to kiss him, and he leaned his head back. She took a deep breath.

  “I smell pussy. You had to be eating pussy for me to smell it on your face,” she said.

  “Sheila, what’s wrong with you?” he asked.

  “I do not take rejection very lightly, and you have rejected me twice. You don’t even have to eat me; I just want to suck your dick on a daily basis,” she said.

  “A daily basis?”

  “Yes, I told you that’s my thing. I like the taste of dick and nut, and now that I know your little secret…”

  “Sheila, you have no idea what you’re talking about,” he replied.

  “Like I said, I know your little secret, so why not just let me have my fun, and you get a daily nut, on me, literally?”

  “Shelia, let me think about it,” he said.

  “What’s there to think about? It’s just head.”

  “OK, Sheila, you say you have a gift, then let me be the judge of that,” he said.

  “Good, tomorrow I’ll get my first taste, and, uh, drink plenty of pineapple juice, Galvinston.”

  The end of the day had arrived, and Maurice headed home. When he got home, Bevelyn and the kids were waiting. “We’re going out to eat,” she said.

  Maurice did not resist going out because of the children. If they were concerned, he was OK to do anything.

  Maurice, Bevelyn, and the kids arrived at a local restaurant. They all sat down to eat when Nedia and her friend walked in the door. “Nedia! Nedia!” Bevelyn shouted to get her attention.

  Maurice looked up cautiously, yet very eager to see Nedia. Hesitantly, Nedia walked over to the table with her friend holding her arm.

  “Hey Bev, I didn’t expect to see you all here,” she said as she cut her eye at Maurice.

  “I wanted to bring my family out to eat tonight. Why don’t you two sit here?” Bevelyn suggested.

  Nedia refused, but her friend took the offer up. Bevelyn motioned to the waiter to bring more chairs for Nedia and her friend.

  “Tobias,” the gentleman said to Maurice as he reached his hand out.

  Maurice cleared his throat and reached out to shake his hand, “Maurice,” he said while firmly shaking his hand.

  “Hi Ms. Dia!” the children said to Nedia. She hugged them both and gave each of them a kiss.

  “Nedia is being so rude. Tobias, I’m Bevelyn, this is my wonderful husband Maurice, and these are our two children,” she said.

  “It’s a pleasure to meet you all,” he said, smiling with his not-so-white teeth.

  “So, Tobias, how long have you known Nedia?” Bevelyn asked.

  Maurice did not budge, waiting to hear each reply he had.

  “Only for about a couple of weeks,” he said.

  The waiter came over to take everyone’s orders, and then Bevelyn went right back to her questioning. “So, are you all dating or just friends?” she asked.

  “You’re being mighty nosy, aren’t you Bevelyn?” Nedia interjected.

  “Yes, I am,” she said while laughing. “So are you, Tobias?”

  Maurice still had not moved, waiting to hear his response.

  “Well, at this time we’re just friends.” He turned to Nedia. “But from these few weeks, I would love to make it more. She’s an amazing woman.”

  Bevelyn started to clap her hands, and Maurice started to feel uneasy in his seat.

  Bevelyn put her hand on Maurice’s leg, “I think she may have a keeper, babe.”

  “Oh really?” Maurice said as he glanced at Nedia and then down to his glass.

  “Well, I know somebody has been keeping her happy. Did you get your hood fixed Nedia?” Bevelyn said while laughing.

  Nedia started sipping some wine and nearly choked when Bevelyn asked about her hood. “Uh, no, I told you I don’t know what happened to my hood, Bevelyn, stop insinuating,” she said nervously.

  Maurice cleared his throat once again and picked up his drink to camouflage his smile.

  Dinner was over, and Bevelyn was still trying to interrogate Tobias. Nedia told her to stop asking questions and to tell her what’s been going on with her. “Well, I’m working on being a better wife to this beautiful, sexy man beside me. I have realized my mistakes and will do everything I can to make my marriage work. That’s why I suggested we eat here tonight, to bond as a family.” She leaned over and kissed Maurice on the lips.

  “Family bond, Bev? Then why invite us to your table?” she asked.

  “Nedia, you’re family too,” she replied.

  “Well, that’s great, Bev, I’m happy for you, Maurice, and the kids. There’s nothing better than love and family,” she said.

  “Oh don’t worry, Nedia, you may have your Prince Charming sitting right here at this table,” she said, referring to Tobias.

  “I just may have,” Nedia said, referring to Maurice.

  They all finished eating and were departing the restaurant when Bevelyn felt her mission was accomplished by having a dinner date with Maurice and the kids. She drove home, trying to have a family conversation. Maurice was only communicating with the kids until they dozed off.

  “Do you hate me that much, Maurice?” she asked.

  “Bevelyn, I do not hate you, you know t
hat. I just don’t want to pretend we’re this big, happy family. That’s all.”

  “Well, Maurice, I know a lot of this is my fault as well as yours, but I’m going to fix my wrongs and show you that we can be a happy family.”

  Maurice looked out the window, wondering what Nedia was doing.

  Tobias had just pulled up at Nedia’s house to drop her off for the night.

  “I saw so much love tonight,” he said.

  “You did? They’re a great couple and wonderful family.”

  “I’m talking about between you and Maurice,” he said.

  She was careful to not show the wrong expression in front of him. “What do you mean? He’s my adopted mother’s nephew, Tobias. He’s family.”

  “Not your family, Nedia. I saw love and passion between you two. He did not say but one word to me: ‘Maurice.’”

  “But—”

  “No, no, it’s OK, but do not sit here and try to play me as stupid. You love that man, and as odd as it is, he loves you. Now, I don’t know what kind of mess you two are in together, but I’m not going anywhere,” he said, looking at her intensely. “Now I’m going to kiss you good night, and you’re going to do one of two things: kiss me good night and never talk to me again because it’s true and you don’t want a real relationship or kiss me good night and continue to talk to me because it’s true but you want someone real.”

  Nedia sat there, trying to fight tears back.

  “He’s married, Nedia. He’s only using you. I will be here when you need me because when you need him, he will have to be at home with his wife.”

  He got out of his car, walked over to her door, and opened it. She stepped out, and he gave her a kiss.

  She looked up at him, “I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” she said.

  chapter 8

  The day was going along well, and Maurice was about to go to lunch when Sheila spotted him and rushed toward him.

  “You ready for me?” she asked.

  “Ready when you are, let me grab my phone,” he said.

  He went back to get his phone. Once he had it, he followed her to her house in his own car.