A lot of people liked to hype up sex at night, but I swear by morning sex. It’s my favorite. I personally felt as if it’s way more passionate. Like, this man was just deep inside my guts last night, I fell asleep with him, and he was the first person that I laid eyes on when I woke up this morning. Before I could step foot out of the bed, that dick was in me yet again, and he had been behind me, giving me the reassurance that I needed, letting me know how much he loved me, how he would do anything in the world for me, and how he couldn’t wait until he married me.
Good morning sex would always set the tone for how the day was going to go. The pussy that I just put on him, I’m sure that he was going to head to the studio this morning, and he was going to be all smiles as he coordinated this fight.
Hours Later
“Girllllll, I heard you were here, so I made it my business to step out of the office for a second, just so that I could come and talk to you. Ever since Steel has been on the broadcast, the numbers have been crazy. The kind of views that we’ve had this week, we haven’t seen that many views in years. It’s the women. All of them want to fuck your man, Toni,” Caprice, one of the ratings producers walked up to me, and said.
The sound of her voice got my attention. I haven’t heard her voice in years. I went to college with Caprice. We were never really the best of friends, but we were cool. After college, I didn’t really keep up with her like that. We became friends on social media a little over a year ago, so from that, I knew that she was living it up in Las Vegas, working in her dream career, and she’d gotten married a few years ago.
“Caprice, girl, look at you! Look at this. You never had this before,” I beamed, standing up, and using my hand to point at all the ass that she had on her.
If she was one of my everyday home girls, I promise, I would have even touched it, but I kept my hands to myself. A woman loved to be hyped up about their ass getting bigger, so she smiled from ear to ear, soaking up what I was saying to her. Caprice used to be skinny as hell. To see her now with her pretty, full titties sitting up in the black work dress that she was rocking, along with her ass that was poking out, I can definitely say that a lot has changed since the last time that I saw her.
“Look at me? Girl, look at you! Toni, you’ve always been so beautiful though. The last time that I saw you, your hair was jet black, and it was down to your ass. When we started following each other on social media, and I saw that you cut it all off, and you went honey blonde, girl I screamed when I saw it because it looks so good on you. Your baby not a year yet is she? What’s the secret? Because the body is banging,” she hyped me, just as I’d done her.
Crazy because before she came over, my eyes had been glued to my man, watching him as he did his thing with the rest of the coordinators. Seeing Steel in his element, talking boxing, he could literally sit there, and speak that language all day. He knew his stuff too. I was back here with the producers, as they were getting all the footage, but now that Caprice had come over, here I was, giving her all my attention.
“Thank you, baby. No big secret. I breastfed, and after my six weeks was up, I was back in the gym. I have a lot of sex too. Look at my man. I can’t stay off him, so that’s enough cardio in itself,” I let her know, and when I said that to her, she laughed, but it was one of those laughs where it felt like it was a little forced.
“Girl, I bet. When is the wedding though? Is it true that you two are doing a reality show with BET? I don’t know where I sawthat, but it was rumored a few months ago,” she commented, and I had to hold back a little bit, and tell myself that this girl wasn’t my friend, and I had to slow down on the things that I was telling her.
I wasn’t sure if I was looking too deeply into it, but something about that forced laugh that she just gave me, told me that I needed to hold back, and watch out for this bitch.
“The wedding is coming up in a few weeks. As far as the reality show, don’t take it as me acting funny, but I can’t speak too much on it,” I said.
If I wanted to tell her that we were filming a reality show, I could have simply told her. Hell, all my friends knew, and my family knew as well. I wasn’t sure if I was reading too deeply into this situation, like I tend to do a lot of things, but voices in my head started going off, telling me to remain guarded, so that’s what I was going to choose to do.
“Okay. Girl, I guess. I’m not going to tell anyone your business though, Toni. I don’t even fuck with these Vegas bitches like that anyways, so if you are filming, trust me, that information would have been safe with me. As far as the wedding though, congratulations on that. You and Zion look perfect together, and that little girl you two have is drop dead gorgeous,” she expressed.
Out of everything that she just finished saying to me, the thing that stood out to me the most was her calling my man by his government name. A lot of people didn’t do that. You had to know him personally to call him Zion. Most people just said Steel. I really only call him Zion when I’m aggravated with him, or during sex. Again, I didn’t know if I was reading too deeply into it, but my intuition has never really stirred me wrong.
“Thank you. You know Zion?” I just had to ask.
When I asked her that question, she cut her eyes at me, looking at me in a way like she was shocked by what I just finished asking her.
“Not in the way that you know him, no,” she said, and I laughed at that statement.
The answer was bullshit, and she was beating around the bush. I took my eyes off her for a second, so that I could cut them over at Zion. He was sitting with about five other men, and one of the other men were speaking right now, and I could tell that Zion was listening, but his eyes were also on me, and Caprice. He was questioning me with his eyes, wanting to know if I was good, but instead of saying anything, I looked back over at Caprice.
“What does that mean? You don’t know him in the way that I know him? What kind of answer is that?” I asked, and she smiled at my question.
“The kind of answer that a married woman gives, Toni. It’s not that deep. You asked me if I know him, and I told you that I do, just not in the same manner as you,” she said that stupid shit again.
“So, in other words, you fucked him before?” I asked, and she rolled her eyes up in her head at my question.
“Bye Toni. It was nice seeing you. You really do look good. That wasn’t shade when I said it,” she voiced, and I laughed right in her face.
“It was never taken as shade, babes. You, and every woman around the world knows that I look good,” I kept it cute, and classy, and I found my way back to my seat, dismissing this hoe.
I wanted to turn up badly. I wanted to wrap my hand around this bitch’s neck, and ask her how she knew my man, and question her again on whether she’d fucked him before, but I couldn’t give her that kind of energy. I would look insecure. I would look like a woman that’s constantly had to run down onwomen about Steel, when that wasn’t the case. I couldn’t allow her to see me turn up. Steel was going to see it though.
She eventually left, and I sat back with my legs crossed. My right one bouncing up and down, with my arms folded, as I stared across the room at Steel. He knew something was going on, and that’s why he kept questioning me with his eyes. He couldn’t flat out ask because this segment was being live streamed, so he played it cool.
They wrapped it up in another thirty minutes, and the entire time, I could tell that Steel was itching to get to me. Don’t get me wrong, he did his job up there, talked boxing, spoke on the upcoming fight, and he did it well, but I knew my man. I knew his body language, and I could tell that he was ready to get to me, so that he could see what was going on.
He was quick with taking off his headset, and his mic, and he shook hands with the other men, and then quickly made his way over to me. He stood directly in front of me, while my eyes were on him, shooting daggers. My leg was still crossed, arms were still crossed, but I didn’t look angry. I wanted to, but I didn’t. Too many people were standing around, and Steel was here doing a job, and I didn’t want to bring problems to his job.
“You fucked Caprice, Zion?” I just went ahead and asked it.
