by Red Snapper
When Samerra heard this, she felt nauseated at the thought of Caramel’s last statement. She sighed while she responded, “Why are you doing this Sam…why?”
Caramel sighed when she responded, “Look Samerra…I’ve got to go…I’ll get at you later…”
“Wait…I’m not finished Samuel…we’ve got to…”
Suddenly all Samerra could hear was the hum of the dial tone. She looked at the phone and then slowly put it down to her side. As she tried to come to grips with this whole situation, her phone rang again. She quickly answered raising it up to her ear.
“Why don’t you understand that I’m just trying to help you?”
Suddenly the deep male voice on the other end responded, “So you are interested in me then…I’m flattered…”
She pulled the phone down, glanced at the caller ID, and noticed that it was an unknown number. She put the phone back to her ear and responded to the statement.
“Who is this…do I know you?”
“Damn…how we forget so fast…we met yesterday at the Washington Monument…”
Very confused she sighed heavily as she prepared to answer, “How…how did you get this number…I didn’t give it to you.”
“Now Samerra…surely you’re forgetting something. This is what I do…I find out these kinds of things…especially when I’m extremely interested in what I’m seeking. “I’m Dexter and I just wanted to talk with you over maybe a drink…”
Samerra still slightly upset answered him, “Well Dexter…I’m kind of in the middle of a crisis and I don’t think that now is the time to…”
Before she could finish her sentence, he interrupted her.
“Wait…you need to take a break…you need to just relax and come out with me…it’ll do you some good.”
She smiled as she replied, “Look…Dexter I don’t even know you…why should I go and meet you? How do I know you’re not some serial killer out to take me as one of your victims? I’ve got issues but I’m not ready to check out just yet.”
Dexter laughed as he responded, “I swear I’m far from being a serial killer and I do understand, but I’m just an employee for Congresswoman Lucas just like you and as a co-worker I just thought that we could have an innocent little drink and get to know each other…that’s all.”
She thought about it for a second while the thought of finding out more information on Caramel’s involvement with Congressman Whetstone surfaced in her mind. She felt this might be useful. She laughed slightly as she replied, “I must be getting soft but I’d like that…when and where?”
“Let’s meet at Club Expressions on Okie Street Northeast in say an hour. That will get you some time to get yourself ready. I’ll see you then right?”
She smiled as she responded, “Sure…I know the place…in an hour I’ll be there.”
She hung up the phone while she thought, “Maybe he can help me to put some of this shit together. I wish I could get Sam to understand that she’s playing with fire and if he’s not careful he’ll get burned.”
♣♣♣
Meanwhile across town at the Absolutely Luscious Escort Service, Dorena was standing at her picturesque window, staring out at the Nation’s Capital while she thought about her relationship with Samerra and the situation with Caramel Love. She tried to decipher the whole ordeal as she thought, “Where did all this shit come from…Caramel’s a man and I’m fuckin’ with his sister? I’ve got to get a grip on this shit.”
She sighed heavily when she strolled over toward her bar and poured herself a drink. She slowly raised the glass and sipped it when the office intercom rang. She quickly strolled over to the desk and pushed the intercom button. Lori quickly began to speak, “Dorena…you told me to let you know when Caramel returned…well she’s here. Do you want her to come to your office?”
“Yeah…have her to step in here please.”
“Sure I’ll get her for you.”
A few minutes passed as Dorena tried to figure out how she was going to address this with Caramel. Suddenly there was a knock at her door. She looked at the door as she said, “Come in.”
Caramel came strolling in, walking as graceful as if she was a famed movie starlet walking down the red carpet, strolling up toward Dorena’s desk and then quickly sitting down in the soft cushioned chair just in front of the desk.
Dorena smiled and then she asked, “Would you like a drink Caramel?”
Caramel responded, “No but I’m exhausted…can we get this over with quickly…I’d like to go home and rewind.”
“Caramel…I’ve gotten some disturbing news that I need to address with you.”
“Disturbing news…what did I do? Did I upset one of your clients or something?”
Dorena sighed as she responded, “No your clients are quite taken with you…no that’s not it, but I’ve got to ask you a personal question…do you know a Samerra Jefferies?”
Caramel looked distraught when she began to get anxious moving around in her chair. She crossed her legs tightly while she responded, “Should I know her…is she a client of yours?”
“No…but she’s someone whose close to you isn’t that right Caramel…why don’t you just tell me the truth.”
Caramel sighed heavily as she turned her head looking away from her, then she looked back at her as she responded to her inquiry, “Look…I’m not trying to do nothing here but earn a living. Yeah I know her. She’s my twin sister. Why are you interested to know that?”
“Because she’s a close friend of mine and she told you all about me…why didn’t you just tell me about your…your true sexual orientation?”
Caramel gazed at her as she responded, “If you knew that I was really a man would you have hired me? Look I need this gig so I can save up enough to complete my sexual reconstructive surgery and my dear old sister doesn’t agree with this. How did she find out that I was working here for you?”
Dorena strolled back over toward the bar and poured herself another drink as she responded, “Look…I’m not supposed to tell you this but I think that Congressman Whetstone is into something really big. She told me that there were some photos of you and this trick engaging in one of your usual meetings and…”
Caramel interrupted, “She has pictures of me fuckin’ with old buddy…when…where?”
This happened several days ago…it must have been when you met him at his villa…have you seen him since?”
“No…and that’s really odd that he hasn’t requested for me to come see him this week…but what I really don’t understand is how you and Samerra fit together in this…did she hire you to send someone over to set this guy up?”
Dorena smiled as she responded, “She hired an escort…of course I didn’t know that you two were kin and I certainly didn’t know about your sexual…”
Caramel interrupted, “You didn’t know I was swinging with a 10 inch dick huh…I’ve got that. So…you’ve known Samerra how long?”
“Since college…we were…ahhh roommates, college roommates.”
Caramel smiled while she stood up and slowly strolled over toward the bar. While she made her way toward Dorena she responded to her statement, “Look I know my sister and I know she likes to lick a little punany every now and then and you was trying to get to me when you thought I was a cunt so do you too still have licking sessions going on?”
Dorena sighed heavily when she gulped down her drink and then poured another.
“Look…I’ve been involved with her off and on for several years now…I wonder why it is she’s never mentioned you to me before?”
Caramel smiled while she poured herself a drink and then replied to her inquiry, “If you had a little brother that was seeking to have a sex change and you had a career that you loved more then you loved him or life itself would you tell your friends?”
Dorena looked down and then straight into Caramel’s eyes when she responded, “Look I can relate to what you’re saying about that career issue…she did me the same way,
telling me that she’s gonna make it big and she didn’t need anything negative to get in the way of her political pursuits. She’s so damn obsessed with this political bullshit that she broke it off with me because she was worried that if someone found out about us that she’d be blackballed and her career totally ruined.”
Caramel sipped her drink and then responded, “So you do understand what I’m feeling…she’s all about herself and that fuckin’ political bullshit career. She doesn’t care about you or me for that matter. Look Dorena…I really hope you don’t fire me…besides I’ve brought you in plenty of paper in the last several months and nobody’s been complaining about me…so please let me stay until I can at least get enough capital to finish my transplant…then if you want me to leave…I’ll go.”
Dorena smiled while she replied, “I’m not gonna fire you…but you need to find out from her about those photos…she’s really upset about that you know.”
“Yeah…I will and maybe I can find out how she really feels about you as well.”
Dorena smiled while she replied, “Naw…that’s okay I just wanted you to know that this was out there…let me handle your sister in my own way, but you go find out about those photos okay?”
Caramel smiled while she put her glass down on the bar and then turned away when she said, “So I guess you don’t still have any interest in me now huh?”
Dorena licked her lips and then responded, “I don’t know…I’ve never thought about being with a Tranny before…I’ll have to ponder that one for a while and Caramel…you secret is safe with me okay?”
Caramel laughed shaking her head in the affirmative while she strolled out of the office. As soon as she was gone, Dorena sighed as she thought, “Damn…I really wish I could get Samerra to come around. Why is she so into this political bullshit? I really need her...why doesn’t she see that?”
12
Samerra was driving up to Club Expressions when she spotted him standing directly in from at the club entrance. She cooed at the sight of this Morris Chestnut look-a-like while she traced his body, checking out his muscular physique through his fitted pullover shirt. She noticed his rock hard abs and then immediately traced his body down his muscular thighs, then his calves and then back up to his sexy crouch. She smiled when she noticed his dick print pressing against his tight fitted pants as if it was itching to be set free. She hurried up, parked the car, and then just sat there for a brief second while she suddenly commenced to rub her huge breasts. She slowly made her way down toward her thighs and then she put her hands directly on her thong clad pussy lips while she began to breathe heavily. She gazed at him through the car window and then she thought, “I don’t know him like that…what am I doing here?”
She took a few minutes to recapture her composure and then she leisurely got out of her car and began her laid-back saunter toward the club. While she made her way toward him she licked her lips when she thought, “I haven’t had any good dick in so long…I don’t know if I can handle this one. I hope that this isn’t some kind of set up or something by Lucas’ old ass, but I know she's always testing me. If this is some type of trick from her then I’m surely gonna fail.”
When she finally reached him he turned toward her, smiled and then said, “So you made it…I was wondering if you were gonna show up.”
She smiled and then she hugged him when she responded, “I figured why not…I normally don’t just go out with strangers and I did noticed you at the park, but we were on business so I didn’t…”
He interrupted her, “Its fine…I don’t want to get into that right here and now. How’s about we go inside and have a drink…is that okay?”
She shook her head in the affirmative as they strolled into the club. In the club, a dude favored Anthony Anderson at the bar that reminded Samerra of someone she knew from college, except he was too short. He was with this female that was dressed provocative, which Samerra assumed was a stripper. They immediately sat down at the bar at two empty stools next to this couple and Dex asked her what she wanted to drink.
“I’ll have a glass of Moscato,” Samerra said seductively.
Dex just smiled back at her while they waited for her drink. When the bartender set her drink down, a twenty-dollar bill immediately appeared next to it before she even unzipped her purse.
“I invited you here so I got this baby.”
“Why thank you, Dexter.”
“My friends call me Dex…I’m hoping that you can become one of them. Don’t you want to be my friend Samerra?”
“Are you an exotic dancer, too,” the girl asked in a raspy-pitched, voice.
Samerra turned toward her amused when she replied, “No…I’m afraid not, but thanks for the complement. I’m an administrative assistant for a Congresswoman on Capitol Hill.”
“Really…well my name’s Mocha Cream and I work in a gentlemen’s establishment across town.”
She reached out and shook Samerra’s hand, her touch all soft skin and long glued on red nails. She looked at Samerra up and down while she continued to smile at her seductively.
“Umm, she’s got a hot ass body and she’s fuckin’ smart, too,” the man moaned.
“Hey I’m Kevin. Hope we’re not being too forward with you lady.”
Dex immediately chimed in, their friends of mine…I hope that it’s okay if they join us…”
Samerra quickly interrupted, “No…not at all.”
She seemed intrigued with this couple and she was due for some fun. While Samerra glanced at the couple she thought, “They look like they could provide some real fun…I wonder what this Dex has in mine?”
“It’s too noisy in here. Let’s go to the lounge and make out own little party,” Mocha Cream said her voice barely audible above the hip-hop music the DJ was spinning.
“Sure let’s go do that,” Dex grabbed Samerra’s hand while he pulled her as he followed the couple. While they followed them, Samerra was unable to resist patting Dex tight ass. His jeans were just about plastered on and she wondered how long it would take to peel them off. Mocha Cream’s shapely ass was also on display for all to see, in a translucent purple skirt.
They weaved their way through the packed dance floor to the private V.I.P. lounge in the rear of the club. As soon as they were in the room, Mocha Cream closed the door behind them, locking it shut. The room was sparse but comfortable, and most important of all after being crammed in a sweaty club dance floor, air-conditioned. They took refuge on a cushy black sofa that set almost in the middle of the floor while Kevin and Mocha immediately made sure that Samerra sat between them.
“May I,” Kevin said while he began rubbing Samerra’s breasts and then he immediately lifted up her top and started sucking her nipples. She looked at Dex with astonishment as if she wanted him to bring this to and end but seconds later she began to get aroused while Dex just smiled mischievously. Suddenly Samerra closed her eyes and commenced to enjoy the newfound sexual gratification while she cooed softly.
“I could tell you had great tits underneath that shirt Samerra,” Kelvin whispered as he licked them profusely.
She couldn’t believe she was letting someone she had just met just take advantage of her body, which now made her totally wet. While he did this, she quickly began to reminisce about her college days when she would go to private orgy parties and fuck the night away without a care in the world. Dex immediately took out his camera and commenced to taking pictures of all that was taking place. Samerra noticed that he was doing this but quickly became lost in her sexual state of mind while she just allowed Kelvin to continue his pleasure giving.
“Umm,” she thought while Kevin continued sucking her breasts, devouring her with his greedy mouth. Soon his attention briefly wandered from Samerra’s nipples, and over to Mocha Cream’s while he played with both with such vigor.
“Show me your breasts girl,” Samerra ordered Mocha Cream.
This just made Kevin suck her breasts harder, with the corner of his eye rea
dy to see her topless. Mocha Cream unhooked her purple llame bra. Her large breasts were gorgeous, obviously enhanced by a surgeon.
“Oh, yeah,” Kevin moaned.
“I got a sweet little top and nice round melons, Mocha said proudly. “I see you and I have something in common. We like nipples Kelvin said as he noticed Samerra staring at Mocha seductively.”
It was as if a drug had taken over Samerra while she moaned. “Yeah, she’s fuckin’ sexy…sexy as hell.”
Samerra immediately began rubbing his crotch and unzipped his jeans while she whispered, “And you do like dick I presume?”
Mocha Cream crawled over to him while she answered her question, “I fuckin’ adore dick, especially this thick ass one over here.”
“Then we have something in common,” Samerra, whispered. When Mocha came close to his throbbing hard dick, Samerra instinctively guided his thick hard dick to her mouth, and she immediately commenced to sucking him hard, making him squirm while Samerra nibbled on his ear.
“You’re one lucky man Kelvin,” Samerra said as she untied Mocha Cream’s skirt and commenced to finger her pussy beneath her G-String.
He was hard and glistening when she let him go, and all prepped for Samerra’s pussy.
“He can go forever;” Mocha whispered “He’s incredible, with great stamina. I’ll let you fuck him first because it’s your first time with him.”
Dex continued to take photos while the seductive session became extremely sweltering.
Kevin pushed up her skirt and begin to eat her sweet tasting pussy, his satisfying, experienced tongue exploring and pleasuring her with an intensity that made her go wilder.
