Forever Mine Box Set (BWWM, African American, Interracial,and Multicultural) (12 page)

“Go on,” I say and I sit back and hold my belly and clutch the arm of the chair. I didn’t know if I was ready for what came next, but I had open up a can of worms.

“Matt is involved with this couple. The man is old and the wife is young. She’s blond like me and maybe looks a little like me.” That makes sense, I thought. He wants someone who reminds him of Alecia. He has been lying to me saying that he’s in love with me, and clearly I see that he’s seeking out someone who’s the opposite of me and can give him what I can’t.

Sitting back waiting for her to tell me all because she is here to clear her conscience or protect her own ass, I hold my breath. “From what I know, it started out innocent. He takes her to lunch at noon, they drive out to Sausalito at a seafood restaurant on the bay, and then his limo takes them to her mansion. He even took her sailing one day.

“Her husband is old and incapacitated and from what I know of, that couple were always swingers. He would have guys in to fuck her and he would sit there and watch. Matt is probably doing that now.” She glances around, “why isn’t he home?” I change the subject.

“And how do you know all of this?”

“My friend is a detective here in San Francisco. I have lots of friends here. When Matt was traveling overseas I met people. You know I was a social animal then.”

“Yes. Yes, Alecia. Keep talking.” My breathing took a turn for the worse and I almost fainted. I wanted to hear it all and get her the hell out.

“He’s been going to her mansion every other day, and he’s there on Fridays after work until well past nine o’clock.” I look at her.

“Why are you checking on Matthew?”

“For you and the baby. I know you two aren’t married and you haven’t protected yourself. If anything happens you have nothing to guarantee that you can live a decent life with your child.”

“I’m not worried about Matthew taking care of his child, and Matthew gives me a large sum of money each month.”

“How long do you think that money will last if another woman takes Matt because you’re not giving him what he needs? Don’t fool yourself, Amanda. You have gotten used to the good life. Matt bought you expensive clothes and cars and sent you to expensive schools, all of which could disappear tomorrow.” She glances at me, “Trust me, I know. I don’t want to see the same thing happen to you.”

That statement had me squirming in my seat. But she forgot one thing. It was her choice and she made a lot of bad decisions. I couldn’t help thinking about my decision to let Alecia back into my home.

Before she left, she had me feeling sorry for her.

I called Seth to tell him what happened. I expected him to make a comment but I didn’t expect him to say, “Amanda, have you lost your mine? You can’t trust her. I could have gone over there if you were feeling lonely and friendless, but to bring her back, it’s like bringing back Dracula after you’ve put a stake through his heart. Haven’t you seen those movies, now she will be twice as hard to get rid of.”

“What am I going to do?”

“Get some sleep and I’ll help you figure it out tomorrow.” I ate my usual and I had a craving for oatmeal. Dry oatmeal and Matthew made sure the cook kept me amply supplied and gallons of vanilla ice cream and grapes. After gorging myself, I fell into bed and went to sleep. I woke, crawled out of bed, and made it to the floor. It was ten o’clock so I went looking for Matthew. I didn’t want him telling me that he was taking a shower in the other room. But I ran into him walking out of the shower.

“What are you doing in here? You shouldn’t be walking around in the dim light. You could fall. When I checked on you last, you were sound asleep.”

Glancing at him standing there naked I could feel his hot body on mine and I wanted to have him inside of me. But I knew it was dangerous, especially the way we make love. I get all worked up the minute I see his body. His long muscular legs and small waist and that six pack, it appears he has been working out, and I have been sitting down turning into the girl with the fat ass. My whole body had stretched and I had dark stretch marks from my breast to my mound and pretty soon, my opening would be stretched wide.

Just thinking of the possibilities that I will never be the girl that he met and fell in love with, made me sad, mad, and jealous. Looking at him with that beautiful hair, gorgeous face, cheek bones to die for, I couldn’t resist him. I tried to get close to him and I couldn’t. I wanted to breakdown and ask him about his date today, but I let it go.

He tugs me into his arms. The warmth of his arms is relaxing. “You are so beautiful,” he says as I glance up into his handsome face and his green eyes covered with a flurry of long dark lashes. He wraps the towel around his waist, takes my hand, and leads me to the promise land, our bed. He drops his towel and he’s ready to enter it naked. I sit on the edge of the bed and waved him over.

His hard penis reacts to my gesture. As he brings his body closer, my eyes lock on his, then they are facing his flat stomach, I’m reaching for his cock, and I slide the crown of his penis on my closed lips. “You don’t have to do this.” I move it around my lips and taste it. It taste salty, and he smells good like his expensive body wash.

I look up at him, “But I want to satisfy you,” I say my eyes begging him to surrender.

“I’m content with you loving me and having my child.”

“I have to do this.” He takes my face in his hands and lift it up. I look in his eyes, “I want to do this,” I say insisting. “I need to satisfy you, not just for you, but for me.” And I lower my head, holding on to his penis, I circle the tip of his cock around my lips as he gaze down on me.

His dick is extending and it’s hard and I place it in my mouth and he threads his hands through my curly dark hair. He braces himself on his muscular legs, straightens his wide shoulders and relax, then he slowly ease his dick further inside my mouth. My mouth is full.

When his penis is all in, I’m sucking on it, watching at him as his lips open slightly letting out a delicious moan of pleasure. His eyes are shut, and I’m holding on to his muscular ass and he’s forcing his cock further into my mouth until a wall stops it.

He’s enjoying what I’m doing, I can tell. His head and chest is leaning back and his eyes are closed. The pleasure is all mine because I’m drenched from the excitement of sucking him and holding and squeezing his muscular butt in my hands. The inward and outward movement of his hips are slow and deliberate because he doesn’t want to hurt me. He’s not fucking my opening, but his eyes are closed and his mind is telling him that it’s my pussy. And I like that. His body is one with my mouth, and there’s no one but me and him.

I want him to feel there is no one for him but me. I want him to receive as much enjoyment from me, where he doesn’t have to go to anyone else. He said just the other night as he made love to me, “I love you.”
If only I can get this fixed in my mind and rid myself of suspicion and distrust.

The End of Part 4 Forever Mine

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Chapter 1

E
rica

I had gone to every agency in Seattle looking for a job. With all the school debt and working at a restaurant all day and begging to get off just to look for a job paying more than tips, which wasn’t bad, so far, but I spent four years working my butt off to get a degree and I thought I could get something in my field. I know when I decided to major in psychiatry that it was a hard field. My brother even said, “It’s a hard field, Erica, and what are you going to do when you finally graduate?”

At the time it sounded glamourous, I would become a psychiatrist. But then I was looking at maybe four or eight more years, and I could barely pay for the years I had spent getting a paper I can’t even use for toilet paper.

“At least the toilet paper is useful,” my brother Rodney said smiling at me. I had no use for Rodney’s comments. When I asked to borrow his car, because I was low on gas, to go on an interview, he turned me down, saying something about having a date. In the middle of the week? I questioned. He should have been working somewhere. But he lost his last job at the pet hospital because he came in late and gave a sick dog his meds.

What the assistant didn’t tell Rodney was that he had already given him a dose, and when the owner came for the dog, he was in dog heaven. 

I looked around and checked the clock. It was time for the lunch crowd and I had my station set up to go. Cleaned the salt and pepper shakers, made sure the ketchup bottles were filled, but when I glanced around, in my largest booth that could seat six to eight people, there sat only a man and a woman. That was my biggest money maker, why, I could get at least forty dollars in tips from that one booth sometimes one hundred dollars on a busy day.

It wasn’t the poshest restaurant to eat in, but the food was better than some of the hotel restaurants across the street and they catered to the affluent.

Some of the rich guys would come to the restaurant just to get our New England clam chowder. It was the best in Seattle and with the sour dough bread they would leave me the best tips. I straightened my black uniform with my white apron and pranced over to the booth to confront the two.

“Excuse me but that booth seats six people.”

“I’m aware of that Miss but we were here first, and I think we can sit where ever we like. I didn’t see anyone say it was reserved.”

“Yes I know because we are a little less formal than what you are used to across the street.” I glanced at him with his bespoke dark blue suit and shirt and that expensive silk tie with blue dots. If he wasn’t so unbearable and arrogant he would be handsome, I thought. But first I’d like to strangle him with that silk tie around his neck.

He raised his eyebrow at me as if he could read my mind, and his dark blue eyes struck me like lightning. That face could launch a thousand ships and bring them home and nestle at my door steps if he wasn’t so detestable.

Hell, I would even consider a one night stand with him. Rub my large dark breast on his white face and when I finished with him, his face would be red by then. He hauled me out of my daydream. “Miss, did you hear me? I’m staying and the young lady will stay with me so get us some water and take our order, she only has two hours.” I would kill for two hours lunch.
What is she going to do with the time? Sit in that gorgeous face,
I thought.

She looked about my age only she had her head lowered when he spoke to her and she just nodded and gave a faint smile.

“I’ll have you know that I depend on tips for my living and you are preventing me from paying my rent this month,” I said to him putting my hands on my hips.

Now he’s smiling, his lips raising, his eyebrow raised and he is exasperating, handsome, and hot. He knows he’s good looking and he’s taking advantage of it. Look at that chiseled face, that suit, and I bet he has money to burn, but I don’t, and I need him to move his good-looking ass to a different table.

“I don’t see how that concerns me, Miss,” he said flashing his big blue eyes in my direction and I almost responded like the woman he had sitting next to him. She appeared afraid to say anything. But I wasn’t afraid. I was a black woman who had nothing but debt I needed to pay, and rent to keep a roof over my head because my brother wasn’t about to help me. He just moves in with his girlfriends until they tire of him. 

“Is she your daughter?” I asked and his brow furrowed and he glanced up at me.

“How dare you ask me something like that?”

“I was just making an observation. She looks my age, twenty-one and you, you look like you are coasting on thirty, and anyone as rude as you probably wouldn’t have children anyway. Or care whether...”

“Look Miss, I came in here to eat, not to listen to your lectures. Do you know who I am? I give lectures, not get them,” he said, his steely blue eyes narrowing as I stood over them, my eyes glued to his mouth with those beautiful white teeth and I dreamed where he could place his mouth.

“All I know is you are costing me tips.”

“Enough of this,” He said standing. “I would like to speak to your manager,” he said his voice biting and caustic. By that time I became nervous because I needed this job. This all started because of his obnoxious, arrogant, handsome, selfish, unrelenting,
I have to have my way
, ass, I thought.

The End of bonus Chapter 1
A Nanny for the Billionaire

Chapter 1: Matthew

A
manda believes that I don’t find her attractive now that she’s pregnant and we can’t have sex the way we used to. I tried explaining to her that I’m not that man anymore, where I would need to explore sexual options to satisfy myself. She’s all that I want and crave and I find I desire her even more because she’s pregnant.

When she asked about my life with Alecia, at first I didn’t want to admit the details of our sexual activities, which crossed all boundaries for a marriage. As I peeled away the kinky details, Amanda became unsettled. I wanted to be above board with her and tell her the truth. But the truth may have harmed our relationship.

I tried explaining to Amanda what I had with Alecia wasn’t the same thing I have with her. Alecia had me bound to her through the sexual activities she encouraged. She was the one who suggested that we engage in S&M. Alecia explained that it was the only way she could feel anything. I was young and in my twenties and Alecia was a beautiful matured woman in her thirties, and what she presented to me was exciting and sexually arousing at the time, and I fell into that lifestyle.

I lived for the days when I would tie her up and take her. When I realized that it was a form of control on her part, I wanted to leave her, but Amanda came into my life and I stayed because of Amanda.