“You ready to go in? Or you hanging out?” I could see her fidgeting her dress in a nervous manner.
“Ummm, I don’t want to go back to the party.”
“I wasn’t trying to take you back. Let’s just ride to the park and chill while we eat. You good with that?” She nodded, so I headed there. I came here before every game when I needed to think and release. It was how I got in my zone. I’ve never brought anyone else here, but for some reason it felt right.
Pulling up, I parked facing the water and grabbed out our food. Passing her food to her, I opened mine and began eating. For a while, neither of us said a word. We just sat in silence, but I still felt comfortable. I noticed Brianna wasn’t eating much of hers and that had me thinking about how small she was.
“You got some kind of disorder or something?” She looked at me shocked before laughing hard.
“You think I got an eating disorder?”
“Shid, I don’t know. That’s why I’m asking. You small as hell and now you barely touched your food.”
“I can’t eat when I’m nervous. I’ll eat it later.” I looked at her trying to read her thoughts, but she gave off nothing.
“Fuck you nervous for? I’m just the knight in shining armor that saved your life and fed you.” She laughed again causing me to join her.
“Boy please. You ain’t save shit but probably yourself from herpes. Your girlfriend kind of friendly.”
“Oh, you funny.”
“Naw, it’s funny you’re more than likely going to the league and that’s who you’re choosing to have on your arm.” I looked at her with my face frowned up.
“Probably?”
“Yeah, you need to work on your three’s more and defense. You’re not really a team player, and usually when someone is NBA worthy, they don’t finish all four years of college.”
“I had the chance to go multiple times, but I turned it down. If something happens and I can’t play ball anymore, I wanted a degree to fall back on.” I could tell she was shocked, but that’s why you shouldn’t judge a book by it’s cover.
“I’m sorry.”
“You good. It’s refreshing to hear honesty. The only other person that’s ever told me the truth like that is my coach. Nobody cares about the stats as long as I’m winning.”
“Yeah, but you will be the one to carry the weight if you lose.” I nodded and remained silent. I put our food back in the bag and threw it on the backseat. When I turned around, Brianna leaned over and kissed me. I snatched back out of shock because I really didn’t see that coming. I could see the hurt and embarrassed look on her face, and before I could explain, she opened the door trying to jump out. Grabbing her by the arm, I pulled her back into the car. Brianna looked at me with tears in her eyes threatening to fall. Leaning in, I wiped her eyes before kissing her softly on the lips. For a while, we both just stared at each other.
Brianna looked scared, and I’m sure I looked confused. I had no idea what I was feeling, but I knew I wanted her. Not knowing what to say, I deepened the kiss. When she did the same, the shit got intense. Reaching on the side of my seat, I let it back as far as it would go. Pulling my joggers down, I pulled my dick out and grabbed her over to me. I could tell she was nervous, but she pulled up her dress and climbed on top of me. I was shocked as fuck to see her out here raw dogging it, but it made it easier for what we were about to do.
Rubbing my dick against her clit, I tried to get her wet before I slid inside of her. I pushed at her opening, and that shit was tight as fuck. Groaning, I didn’t want to bend my dick, so I pushed in hard. Brianna screamed out before draping her arms around my neck. When she did that, it gave me more access, so I used that to my advantage since she wasn’t throwing that ass back.
A nigga was struggling because her pussy was so tight and wet, and next thing I know, my nut was shooting inside of her. I wasn’t worried though since most girls in college were on birth control. She continued to hold me, so I allowed her to sit there until she was ready to let go. When she finally did, we both fell out laughing.
“You good?”
“Yeah, but I hope you got some wipes or something in here.” Opening my arm rest, I passed her some napkins, and she cleaned up the best way she could. “Well, I guess it’s that time for you to drop me off. We don’t have to do the awkward thing that people do after they have sex.” I was confused on what she was saying until she sat up in her seat like she was ready to go. Not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable, I headed back towards the campus. When I pulled up, she practically jumped out of the car.
“Damn, can a nigga get a hug or something?”
“Boy, bye. You don’t have to make me feel good about this. We’re both adults, so I’m okay with what we did. I’ll see you around.” She walked off before I could get a word in, but it was cool. I’ll see her ass tomorrow at graduation and I wasn’t going to let her get away that easily again.
1-BLAISE MONROE
2026…
Sitting at my desk, I continued to sip my coffee as I watched playbacks of the games from last night. I didn’t have to think about my lines or what I would say because I was a natural. Long gone was that girl from six years ago that tried to hide in the shadows. When I graduated, I struggled to find my way in journalism, and ended up interning under my now husband, thee Garrett Johnson.
I was so excited to work for the most famous news anchor in Chicago. He had so much prestige and aura about himself, I could barely go ten minutes without blushing. I thought he was God himself until he ripped me to shreds at the end of the day. Garrett told me I would never work in television with my look, and I damn sure couldn’t work for him if I didn’t get it together.
Breaking out in tears, he softened, but not quite all the way. Sitting me down, he questioned me on my passion, and then quizzed me on all things sports. Impressed by my knowledge, he vowed to mold me and that’s exactly what he did. By the time I was done with my internship, Brianna Brooks was gone, and Blaise Monroe was born. He felt my name wasn’t memorable, so he changed it to something more edgy.
