by Lena Skye
“Yeah, I’ll show you forgiveness,” I mumbled.
“Now that’s the spirit,” Patrice laughed.
Before I could say anything Amanda was coming back to our table with a number. She placed it on the stand, “They said that it will be about 20 minutes.”
“That’s not bad at all,” Jasmine said.
Throughout the dinner I found myself getting caught in Amanda’s spell along with everyone else and it annoyed the hell out of me. I didn’t want to like her, but she was just too nice. Her charm was irresistible. I could see how Kenneth fell for her so quickly, she almost seemed unreal.
“Wow, I’d heard some stories about Amelia but to hear about what she did with your ex is absolutely appalling,” Amanda said in horror and then took a long swig of her beer.
“That bitch was out of control,” Jasmine confirmed, “We were hoping that New York would keep her. There have been random sightings of her and everyone talks about it like they’ve seen Bigfoot.”
We all laughed heartily. I then filled them in on what was going on between me and Desmond. I no longer felt like Amanda was a stranger and the liquor had lowered my inhibitions.
“He’s a saint for waiting on you,” Patrice said, “Because I’m a woman, and I don’t think even I could wait that long for sex from a person that I really cared about.”
“Well I just want to make sure that it’s the right relationship for me before I hop into bed with him,” I said.
“Oh please,” Jasmine said, “If you would have slept with him 6 months ago that would have been hopping into bed with him. You’re slowly crawling your way into bed with him, like a turtle.”
I giggled, “Shut up Jasmine!”
“You and Desmond are so cute together, it’s obvious from the way that he looks at you that he loves you,” Amanda said.
I smiled, “I don’t know about all of that but I do think that he cares about me a great deal.”
“Fuck that, he has to love your ass if he’s waited on you to give it up for this long,” Patrice said before she stuffed a tortilla chip into her mouth.
Amanda shook her head quickly, “Don’t listen to them; you should wait until you’re entirely sure. Sex is something that you can never take back, and you have the right to tell a man to wait. If he doesn’t want to wait them screw em’, but you don’t have that problem because he’s not going anywhere.”
“Thank you Amanda, I’m happy that someone has some sense and some morals around here,” I said.
“I’ve got your back,” she winked.
Seriously, what planet was this girl from? She was unreal, and I had to tip my hat off to her because it couldn’t have been easy to come here amongst me and my friends. I then just blurted out what I was thinking because my drink had taken over.
“You have black friends back home? Because you’re really comfortable here,” I asked.
“I have a lot of friends back home and they vary in ethnicity.”
“So your friends look like the United Nations?” Patrice asked.
“Hell yeah, the more the merrier baby,” Amanda said.
“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” Jasmine said.
“Okay we’ve gotta stop drinking because all of us have to drive home soon,” I suggested.
“Awww, but I don’t want to be sober. Sober is no fun,” Jasmine said with a pout.
“You especially have to be sober; I don’t need Cedric beating down my door yelling at me,” I said, “We all know that he’s crazy about you.”
“You have a point,” she sighed, “Oh! We have to go shopping next week for dresses.”
“Just let me know the time, and I’m there,” I said.
“You’re invited to come,” Jasmine said to Amanda.
“I would love to tag along. I’ll be the one to give the attendant a hard time if her customer service is poor.”
“You’re gonna fit in just fine around here,” Patrice said.
“I’m from New York baby, we don’t take shit from anyone,” she laughed.
“Well you all took Amelia so I beg to differ,” I said causing an eruption of laughter from all of us.
On my way home I felt a lot better about the Amanda and Kenneth situation. She was a really nice and fun person. There was no way that I could be upset with her about being with Kenneth. He was charming, and she deserved someone that really cared about her. I would never admit it to my friends but they’d done a really good thing by inviting her to hang out with us. If they would have told me ahead of time I wouldn’t have showed up. My stubborn streak would have kicked in, and I would have missed out on something pretty special.
That meeting with Amanda was probably just what I needed to get closure on the Kenneth part of my life. I was now ready to move forward with Desmond.
#Chapter10
“Can I please see inside the bathroom Desmond?”
Nicole
The next day I woke up, and I felt like I was floating on cloud nine.
I was in a place of euphoria because not only was I about to finally have sex again, but my relationship was finally about to go to the next level. I knew that Desmond was going to be so excited once he found out what I had in store for him. His patience was finally about to be rewarded, and he would have complete access to me. It almost felt too good to be true because I never imagined that I would have been moving in this direction with someone other than Kenneth. I was finally excited about the future once again and it had been a long time since that had happened.
I looked across my room at my drawer that held my toys and smirked at it because they were about to get used a lot less. I was sure that they would miss me, but it was time that I moved on to better things. I loved my toys, and they could do the job a lot faster than a man could but there was just nothing compared to the real thing. I also just couldn’t stop thinking about Desmond’s huge bulge pressed against me. It had exceeded my expectations, and it took every ounce of will power that I had for me to climb off of him in the car.
I was excited to throw my caution to the wind and prepare to enter into a new phase of life. It was long overdue, and all I could hear was my friend’s voices in my head. They really drove their points home, and it was time for me to listen. My body whole heartedly agreed with their assessment. Now it was time for me to rock Desmond’s world, at least I hoped that’s what would have happened. It had been a while, and it’s kind of like riding a bike so I was sure that I was going to be fine. It’s not as if it had been years, although it felt like it.
I grabbed my phone and called him.
“Hello,” he answered.
“Hey Des,” I responded brightly.
“Someone is in a good mood this morning,” he said and I could hear his smile through the phone.
“I’m in a really good mood. I had a great time with my girls last night,” I said.
“I’m a little jealous but I’m happy that you enjoyed your friend’s babe.”
“Well there is always today. You want to meet up later this evening?”
“There’s nothing that I would love more than to see you today, but I really have to get these designs finished. I’ll be behind schedule if I slack off,” he said.
“Awwww.”
“I know, but I’ve closed myself up in my condo, and I’ll be here all night sketching.”
“Okay,” I responded with a pout.
“How about tomorrow? Then you can have my undivided attention.”
“That sounds like a plan. I don’t want to keep you from working and so I’m going to let you go. I’ll check in with you later.”
“I’m looking forward to it,” he said.
I hung up the phone, and I knew exactly what I was going to do. I was pretty sure that he would have carved out some time for me if he knew that I was ready to have sex. I was going to surprise him, have sex with him, and then leave so that he could work. What man would turn something like that down? It was a good chance for me to show him what kind of w
oman I was inside of the bedroom. Besides, I knew that he gets tired of designing when it’s late so I would be a welcomed distraction.
Getting through the day was going to be a little difficult but I figured that I would just thrust myself completely into work. My method worked because my day flew by extremely fast, and I was productive. I even met with my personal trainer to get in an hour of working out. I thanked the fitness gods again because I couldn’t wait to show him my tight and toned body. I went through my closet and tried to find something to wear over the new lingerie that I’d purchased. Nothing seemed to give me the effect that I was looking for.
So I went for the tried and true trench coat method. I’d never done that for anyone before, but I always thought that it was sexy when I saw it in movies and read about it in books. It was time for me to tap into my inner seductress, and completely knock his socks off. I pranced around my apartment in my red pumps and tan trench coat. I practiced in front of the mirror, trying to decide how I was going to walk into his apartment and how I was going to take my jacket off. I was nervous, but nothing was going to stop me from implementing my plan.
I
grabbed a bottle of wine and headed out of the door. On my way over as I was driving I couldn’t help but fantasize what was going to happen once I walked through his door. I knew that he was going to be surprised to see me, but I wasn’t going to let him get in any words. I planned on sexually attacking him as soon as I got a good look at his sexy face. His hands would immediately wrap around my waist as we entered his place and slammed his door closed behind us with his foot.
Everything about my body language would indicate that I was ready to have sex. I didn’t want to leave any doubt in his mind about what was going to happen, especially since I’d left him hanging before. I couldn’t wait to wrap my mouth around his thick long cock. Some women didn’t enjoy oral, but I loved it. There’s nothing like being able lick one from the base all the way up to the tip before it completely fills your mouth. Hearing the moans spilling from my partner’s lips as he places his hand on the back of my head and makes me take him deeper gets me hot.
I lost myself in my sexual thoughts as I drove on autopilot to his place. My heart raced as I got out of the car and walked to his door. My body was humming in anticipation. I rang his doorbell and waited patiently as I shifted from one foot to the other. I hoped that no one saw me and wondered what I was up to. I’ve always looked at women who wear trench coats and heels with nosy suspicion if I can’t see their clothes. After about a minute I rang his door bell again and searched for his car on the street. I saw that it was parked a little further down the street, so he should have been home.
The door finally opened, and I put on my best sultry smile. A look of surprise flashed over his face when he saw that it was me. He was dressed in a robe, and I figured that’s probably what took him so long to come to the door.
“I’m sorry, were you in shower?” I asked.
“Hey babe, what are you doing here?” He asked quickly, ignoring my question.
A huge grin spread over my face as I unbuttoned my trench coat and loosened the belt to show him what I was hiding beneath. Only, I did not get the reaction I was hoping for. He didn’t seem impressed by my red lace bra with matching panties. I didn’t get the enthusiasm that I hoped for when his eyes took in my garter belt that attached to my fishnet thigh highs.
“Wow,” he replied as he ran a hand down his face.
“Is that a good wow or a bad one?” I said subconsciously as I wrapped my jacket securely around myself and retied it. I was confused as to why he wasn’t happier to see me.
“It’s a good wow, it is just that your timing is bad,” he replied with a hint of annoyance. He didn’t really seem present and he looked as if he was ready to slam the door in my face. That was the feeling I got anyway.
“I’m sorry, I just wanted to surprise you,” I said as I stepped suggestively closer to the entrance of his door. I figured that he would open his door wide for me to come in, and we could get on with what I came there for, but he didn’t budge.
“I told you that I’m working on designs tonight, and we both agreed to meet tomorrow,” he said.
“Ummm, hello I’m out here half naked on your door step, and you aren’t ripping my coat off,” I said.
“I know baby, and I’m sorry but I really need to get this work finished,” he said in almost desperate tone.
I looked inside of his apartment behind him and everything looked untouched. His sketchbooks were laid neatly on his coffee table, and his Macbook was closed as well. So he hadn’t started working yet.
“You’ve been waiting for this for ages and now you’re suddenly busy with designs? Besides I know how you’re always hoping for a little distraction to have some fun. I can be a great distraction for a little while,” I said as I wiggled my eyebrows.
I couldn’t believe the way that everything was playing out. That wasn’t how I envisioned it at all. I was practically begging for him to have sex with me, and he wasn’t showing any signs of giving in. I was starting to get a little frustrated, and I was feeling rejected. I now knew how men felt when women turned them down, and it sucked major ass.
“This is just really important and I promise that I’ll make it up to you tomorrow. The quicker I get the work, the more time we’ll have together tomorrow,” he replied.
I realized that I was probably being a little bit rude. It wasn’t okay to just show up at a person’s door and instantly expect them to be in the mood. Him and I had decided together that we would get together the following day, and so I was a bit out of line changing it without consulting him. I put my ego aside and apologized. I guess I was in the wrong, he did need to do work after all.
“I’m sorry,” I said in defeat, “You’re right and I won’t keep you any longer.”
He gave me a sympathetic look as I leaned in to give him a kiss. I slowly brushed my lips against his and he returned it with a quick peck.
I then heard a noise within his apartment and my instincts instantly kicked into high gear. I was being an absolute idiot. What man turns down sex when it’s right on his doorstep? I pushed him out of the way and stormed into his condo and walked towards his bedroom.
“What are you doing?” He asked as he followed behind me grabbing my arm. I quickly snatched my arm away from his grasp and quickly opened his bedroom door. I was prepared to see someone in there because I knew that’s where I heard the noise come from.
I looked at his bed and it was made, and there wasn’t another person in sight. Well done Nicole!
I didn’t want to turn around to face him because I was too embarrassed. My insecurities and jealousy had just been put on full display. I heard him snicker a little behind me, and I turned around to see a smirk on his face.
“I’m so sorry,” I said in horror, “I’m tripping so hard right now and I don’t know why I’m acting so paranoid.”
I scolded myself because I was on the verge of ruining a great relationship by acting like a certified psycho. First I showed up to his house completely unannounced and then I was checking his condo out like I was a damned cop. For a moment I was sure he had another girl in there but I was wrong to think that of him. I couldn’t get out of his place fast enough, and I hoped like hell that wouldn’t hold my temporary insanity against me.
Desmond laughed and hugged me tight against his body, “I’m happy that you’re here, and I’m sorry that we can’t do this right now. I would love to take full advantage of what you’re offering, but I don’t want it to be a quickie. I haven’t waited this long on you for our first time to be a few pumps. Tomorrow we’re going to take our time and truly enjoy one another,” he assured me.
I smiled as my face rested on his shoulder, “Thank you for not being mad at me.”
“There’s no need to be mad at you,” he said as he escorted me to the door. I leaned in for another kiss once he opened the door and this time he kissed me passionately. I enj
oyed the firm hold that he had on my waist, and I wished that our night could have been different. However, it was only one more day and so I could make it. He’d made it for 3 months, and so I could do one day.
“I apologize again,” I said as I caught my breath from his kiss and gave him a huge smile.
He leaned in to kiss me again and then I heard different noises again, and my stomach dropped. I wasn’t crazy and hearing things. I listened intently, and I heard movement coming from the back of his apartment. Before his lips could touch mine I pulled away from him and looked at his face. He had a panicked expression that he was poorly hiding and that told me all that I needed to know. There actually was someone there.
“What’s wrong?” He asked.
“You think I’m stupid?”
I walked back towards his bedroom and noticed that his bathroom door was closed. I turned around to open the door but he was blocking my path.
