by Robinson, Cheryl; Smith, Meta; King, Joy; Parks, Electa Rome
“I can live with being five minutes late,” she said to herself as she approached the front door. She rang the doorbell once, then twice, then three times. By the fifth time, she began banging on the door. She knew Glen was home because the main car he drove was parked in the circular driveway. Just as she was about to pull out her cell phone and dial his house number, the door opened.
“Damn, is somebody attacking you or something?” Sasha spewed as she rubbed her eyes, standing in front of Bianca butt naked.
“No.”
“Then what’s up with all the banging? People do sleep this time of the morning.”
“Your boyfriend and my boss, soon to be ex-boss,” Bianca said, mumbling the last part under her breath, “asked me to meet him here this morning so we could discuss some things.”
“Oh yeah, that’s right. Well, he still sleep, we had a lot of excitement last night. You know, celebrating and stuff.”
“I remember, Glen told me he planned on going to the club to celebrate the team’s win.”
“No honey, I don’t mean that celebration. I’m talking about part two, after the club, the excitement that took place in our bed when we got home.”
“Speaking of bed, you’re no longer in it, so can you please put some clothes on?”
“My fault. Glen is so crazy about my body and loves to see me in my birthday suit. I forget that everyone isn’t so blessed.”
“Is that what you call—”
The tongue-lashing Bianca had been about to put on Sasha abruptly ended when she noticed Glen coming down the wraparound stairs in his silk boxers. For the first time, she felt a twinge of lust when she eyed her boss. Never had she seen him in the flesh, except for what he showed in his uniform on the basketball court. His smooth butter-pecan-colored skin glistened against the red silk boxers. Seeing each muscle in his arms connected to his bare chiseled chest had a different effect on her than when she got a glimpse of his biceps in his team jersey.
This is what Sasha is waking up to each morning, she thought. Damn she’s a lucky bitch.
“Bianca, I apologize,” he said to her. “I had a long night, and as you can see, I just got out of bed.” He let out a long yawn.
Bianca noticed Sasha, her arms folded, her hip positioned to the side, as if she were irritated. She wondered if Sasha caught the lustful stare in her eyes. But how could Sasha blame her? Bianca had an inkling that Glen’s outside package was just the sprinkles, and nothing compared to the tool in his pants. She hoped that Sasha didn’t realize she was getting aroused over her man, because that would be one more thing for Sasha to gloat over. Besides, she knew that Glen would never be attracted to someone like her. Not that she was unattractive, but she just wasn’t the obvious kind of pretty that a lot of men like Glen would go for.
In fact, Bianca downplayed her looks by wearing no makeup, pulling her hair in a tight bun, and wearing clothes that didn’t accentuate one curve. But if anyone were to look closely, they would have seen that she had tons of potential.
“Would you like to reschedule, since you’re obviously not ready for our meeting?” she said. Having snapped out of her lustful mind state, she was now furious that she had gotten out of bed early in the morning and driven over an hour, because of traffic, for a meeting he scheduled and wasn’t ready for, due to his bumping and grinding with the still very naked Sasha.
“No, what I need to speak to you about is important,” Glen said. “Please don’t leave.”
Hearing the sincerity in his voice, she was surprised. “Okay, I’ll stay.”
“Thank you. Come in,” he said, moving back so Bianca could step inside. “Sasha, you need to put some clothes on,” Glen stated, as if just realizing his girlfriend was naked. “Go make yourself at home,” he said to Bianca, “and I’ll be back downstairs in a few.”
She watched intently as Glen went up the stairs and Sasha sashayed behind him, and was horrified when jealousy consumed her. Could she actually be attracted to Glen? she wondered.
Stop, your mind is simply playing tricks on you! It’s just physical. Don’t take it so seriously. She could never be attracted to a man that would have a bloodsucker like Sasha as a girlfriend.
She told herself all this and more as she walked toward the living room and waited for Glen to return.
“Baby, don’t you want to feel inside of me one more time before getting in the shower?” Sasha propositioned Glen in her most seductive voice.
“You know I do, but I can’t keep Bianca waiting. I’m late enough as it is.”
“Little Miss Do Good will be fine. I’m sure she understands that a man needs to be gratified when he wakes up in the morning.”
Before Glen knew it, Sasha had almost all ten inches of him down her throat. She gave him no teeth, just all wet mouth and tongue. Glen leaned his head back, relishing in her professional skills. When she began massaging his manhood with her hand, the combination of that and her mouth sent his mind spinning. He began fucking Sasha’s mouth, and seeing Glen so aroused further turned her on. Sasha scooted her body closer to the bed and gently led him forward with her mouth. He was still in a trance of pleasure and just followed her lead as she continued to work his tool as if auditioning for the lead in a porno movie. When she felt his dick throbbing and the jerk of his body, she knew Glen was about to come.
“Oh shit,” Glen groaned, ready to release himself.
At that moment, she took his dick out her mouth, quickly lifted her ass on top of the bed and, as the come poured out like a faucet, with a firm grip still on his cock, Sasha rammed it in her pussy, trying to get every drop inside her. Glen was coming so hard his knees buckled and he found himself lying on top of Sasha with his dick fully inserted. A smiled crossed Sasha’s face as she felt his sperm swimming inside her, and she prayed just one would make contact and fertilize an egg.
“What the fuck was that about?” Glen said after getting his mind back right.
“What you mean, baby?” Sasha asked innocently.
“You know what the fuck I mean. Why did you make me come inside of you? I know you’re not trying to get a baby out of me.”
“Of course not, stop being so paranoid, you know I’m on the pill.” It was a straight up lie, but it didn’t matter to her. She had to find a way to put herself in a position of power, and a baby would be the perfect start. If her trick worked and she did end up pregnant, it would be too late for Glen to do anything about it.
“Fuck all that pill shit, you know I don’t like taking those type of chances. I should’ve never stopped wearing a condom with you.”
“Glen, I can’t believe you tripping over this shit. I’ve been living with you for a year and we’ve been fucking around for two. If I did end up pregnant, would it really be all that bad?”
Glen stared at Sasha for what seemed like forever. He wasn’t quite sure if she was running a game on him or if she’d just gotten caught up in the moment of passion. “Sasha,” he finally said, “I made it very clear that I don’t want any babies right now. I’m twenty-five and I’m not ready to be a father. So yeah, it would be really bad if you tried some slick shit and ended up pregnant when you know that’s not what I want.”
“Like I said, I’m on the pill. I’m not trying to trap you, if that’s what you’re suggesting. Your dick was just feeling so good inside my mouth, I wanted to feel it inside my pussy, that’s all.” Sasha licked her finger and slowly traced it down her stomach until reaching her clit, and she began playing with it. She let out soft ohs and ahs and watched as Glen became rock hard again. She knew that sex was the perfect way to divert a man from using his brain.
“Don’t do this, Sasha, you know I got to get ready.”
“One more time won’t hurt.”
And just like that, Glen found himself soaking up the warmth of Sasha’s insides.
What the hell was taking him so long? After sitting patiently on the couch for forty-five minutes, Bianca was now pacing back and forth wondering what the h
ell Glen was doing. She couldn’t believe he’d had her waiting for so long. When he asked her to stay, he seemed sincere, but his actions were saying something entirely different. “I’m out of here,” she said then, grabbing her purse off the couch and heading toward the front door.
“Hold up!” she heard Glen yell, and turning around, saw him hurrying downstairs.
“Glen, not only weren’t you ready when I got here for a meeting you scheduled, but then you had me waiting nearly an hour. Your priorities are obviously somewhere else.”
“It’s not like that. My agent called me and we had some really important business to discuss.”
“I didn’t hear your phone ring.”
“He called on my cell phone. I rarely get calls at home.”
Something told Bianca that Glen was lying, but it felt useless to start an argument she couldn’t win.
“Fine, so what is this meeting about?” She wasn’t sure if her aunt had let Glen know that she’d spoken to her, so she thought it was better to pretend she had no idea what he wanted to ask her.
“Do you mind if we go have a seat in the living room? I really don’t want to discuss this here, when you almost have one foot out the door,” he said, flashing his signature smile. Bianca couldn’t deny that he was a charmer without even trying hard.
“Lead the way.”
“Once again I apologize for having you wait so long. Can I get you some water, juice, anything?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“Let me just get right to it. I think you’re incredible. I love Ms. Pearl, but you bring something to the table that I never expected I would find in a personal assistant. I know this was supposed to be a temporary position until I could find someone else to replace you, but I don’t want anybody else, I want you.”
“What exactly do you want me to do?”
“Of course I want you to continue on with the duties of being my right hand, but I also want to incorporate more of your marketing skills. You’re great with the media, and I want your position to reflect all of your skills.”
“I don’t know, Glen. To take on so many responsibilities will definitely require an increase in my salary. Working for you on a temporary basis and a permanent one are two totally different things.”
“I understand that and I have no problem giving you a raise, just name your price.”
Bianca thought about it a moment and figured she would ask for more than double what he was paying her now.
“A hundred thousand dollars, not including work-related expenses that may be incurred, and health benefits.” She swallowed hard, and felt her heart was going to leap out her chest. She had already decided she would ask Glen for an absurd amount of money hoping he would show her the door, but wasn’t sure she would have the balls to ask for it. Now that she had, she was nervous to hear his response.
“Wow, a hundred thousand. That’s more than double what I’ve been paying you. Plus expenses and benefits. You are not playing. But I will be giving you a lot more responsibilities, and being Ms. Pearl’s niece, I do have a certain level of trust with you. Yeah, that’s a little steep, but I think you’re worth it.”
“Excuse me?” Bianca blurted involuntarily, surprised he’d agreed to her terms.
Glen gazed at her with a puzzled look. “Excuse you what?”
“I meant to say, excuse me, I’m not finished.” She was trying to find a quick way to save face and get out of what she now considered a bigger jam. She had to find a way to make him say no.
“You want more than the hundred plus expenses?” Bianca could hear the shock in his voice. She took a deep breath, preparing for her last demand, which she was sure he would decline.
“As a matter of fact I do. As you know, I live forty-five minutes away from you. With traffic, it can take me an hour and a half to get here. That is very inconvenient, and let’s not forget about the ridiculous gas prices. I want to get an apartment closer to you in the Buckhead area, but I feel you should pay the rent since this area is expensive and I’m only moving so you’ll have more access to me for work-related purposes.”
Bianca had butterflies in her stomach, but after presenting her latest demand, she stood stoically, as if confident with her request.
Glen put his head down for a moment, and she prepared herself mentally for phrases like “You greedy bitch,” “What the fuck are you smokin’?” and “Let the door hit you on your way out” to come from his mouth.
Instead, he said, “You drive a hard bargain but your points are valid. Find a one bedroom apartment that you like and I’ll make sure the rent is paid. But you’ll be responsible for utilities and cable. I think that’s only fair. So do we have a deal?”
Bianca didn’t know whether to jump for joy with the sweet paycheck and benefits she’d just landed or scream because if she accepted the offer, she would be stuck being Glen’s slave, and around the ignorant Sasha. But remembering the promise she’d made to her aunt, both of them were irrelevant.
“Yes, we have a deal,” she said, and the two of them shook hands.
From the top of the stairs, Sasha eyed them, cringing at the fact that miss librarian wasn’t going anywhere.
The following evening, Bianca and Glen were still working on the final details for a basketball camp he would be launching in the summer. They started early that afternoon but it was taking much longer than either anticipated.
“I need to eat,” Glen said, pushing aside some papers he was reading. “How about we go out for dinner?”
“That’s okay, we can order in.”
“No,” he said, putting his hand on Bianca’s shoulder. “We need a break, and I want some fresh air. There’s a restaurant not too far from here that has banging food. After we eat, we can come back here and finish up.”
“Who am I to argue? Some good food always does the body good.” Bianca grabbed her purse and the two headed out.
By the time they reached the restaurant, both of them were famished. Wasting no time, they decided to order a family-size seafood platter and share a bottle of wine.
“I’ve never had seafood this good before. How long has this place been open?” Bianca asked before taking another bite of her crab cake.
“For a minute now, a lot of people aren’t hip to this place, and I hope it stays like that.”
“Oh, so it’s your little secret?” Bianca purred teasingly.
“You make it sound so naughty.”
“Do I? That wasn’t my intention, it must be the wine. This is our second bottle.”
“Rule number one—always blame unusual behavior on the liquor.”
“Unusual behavior?” Bianca gave Glen a confused glare.
“Normally you’re a little uptight, but you seem relaxed and carefree tonight. It’s very attractive.” Bianca didn’t know if the wine had her mind playing tricks on her, but she was picking up a flirtatious vibe from Glen. “Here, have the rest,” he said, pouring what was left of the wine into her glass.
“No, I really shouldn’t. I’ve had way too much already.”
“Then one more glass won’t hurt.”
Bianca didn’t argue; she rather enjoyed the warm, tingly sensation engulfing her body. After swallowing the last drop, she looked down at her watch and realized they had been at the restaurant for over three hours.
“Glen, I can’t believe what time it is. We haven’t even finished all the paperwork. It’s time for us to go.”
“I’ve been enjoying your company so much that the time just flew by.”
Bianca was taking pleasure in her time with Glen also, but didn’t want to admit it. “I know what you mean,” she said. “But it’s getting late and I’m sure that Sasha must be wondering where you are.”
“Actually, one of her girlfriends that she hasn’t seen in a long time is in town, so Sasha’s spending the night at the hotel with her. I guess so they can do female stuff. You know, stay up all night, gossiping and shit.”
“So that’s what you thi
nk women like to do?”
“Hell if I know, but right now I don’t care. I’m more interested in talking about you.”
Their eyes locked then, and without speaking a word, a full-fledged conversation was ensuing between the two of them. Bianca felt as if she was becoming sexually hypnotized. It seemed as if Glen’s dick was calling her name. The lips on her pussy began to open as if they could hear it too. The very thought of his mouth tasting her moist insides was making her body temperature rise.
“Glen, I’m tired, let’s go,” she said abruptly. Even in her intoxicated state, Bianca knew she had to put a stop to the lust that was infecting her mind.
After paying the bill, the two left, and remained silent during the ride back to Glen’s house. But it didn’t lower the heat mounting between them. When Glen pulled up in his driveway, Bianca didn’t even give him a chance to turn off the ignition before getting out and heading toward her car.
“Why are you rushing off?” Glen said as he hurried to get out the car and catch up to her. “We still haven’t finished up our work for tonight.”
“I told you I was tired, I really need to go.” Bianca was now standing face-to-face with him. She put her head down, not wanting Glen to see the craving she had for him in her eyes.
“Look at me.” Glen lifted her chin. “Are you tired or are you running away from me?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I have to go.” As Bianca broke away from Glen’s embrace, he pulled her in, and she was seduced by the passion of his kiss. Her nipples hardened and her knees became weak. “I really need to go,” were the last words she remembered saying.
She went from trying to reject Glen’s advances to lying on her back with her long legs wrapped around his neck. He held her ass in the palms of his hands as he stroked her wet pussy with his immense cock. She held onto his shoulders for dear life, trying to endure the pleasure and pain he was unleashing on her.
