Walking into my bathroom, I turned on the shower and allowed the steam to fill the room. I stepped in, letting the hot water run down my body. Once I was done, I put on a white tee and a pair of basketball shorts before making my way into my living room and watching TV for the rest of the night.
The next morning, I walked into the office feeling amazing. The full night of sleep I’d gotten the night before had done my body good. I sat at my desk thinking about how I was going to ask Saniyah to accompany me on a job. I had no clue why I was so nervous to ask her. It wasn’t like it was even a fucking date, yet here I was, heart pounding and hands sweating. I took a deep breath and pressed the button on my phone, placing a call to her desk.
“Good morning, Crue. How can I help you this morning?” she greeted cheerfully.
“Could you step into my office for a moment?”
“Sure, I’ll be right in.”
A few moments later, there was a soft knock at my door before it opened, and Saniyah stepped in. She was dressed in a pair of white slacks and a pink and white striped button up with the top two buttons undone. I could smell her perfume the moment she stepped into my office. If there was one thing I liked, it was a woman that smelled good. Her hair was parted down the middle and fell bone straight down her back. All in all, she looked amazing, and that made me even more nervous than I already was.
“Saniyah, have a seat. I want to talk to you about something real quick,” I spoke, gesturing to one of the chairs.
She smiled and took a seat, looking up at me as she waited on me to speak. I cleared my throat then took a seat in my chair.
“Are you busy Friday night?”
“No, I don’t have anything planned as of now. Do you need me to stay late and do some extra work?”
“Something like that. One of our clients is having a private dinner party, and I need to be there disguised as a guest. A plus one is mandatory, and I need someone with me that knows why I’m there and can fit in with the rest of the guests. Kadeemsuggested that I take you. And of course you will be paid overtime for the night.”
She looked at me for a moment, and I could tell she was thinking. My heart pounded even harder as I waited for her answer. I didn’t know what the fuck was wrong with me, and I tried not to show my nervousness. Finally, she spoke.
“Yeah, that will be fine. I could use the overtime. Just email me the address and the time, and I will be there.”
“This has to look like a date. Under no circumstances can it look like I’m there to work. So, I’ll be coming to pick you up Friday around seven-thirty. You can email me your address.”
She nodded, letting me know that she would send it when she got back to her desk, and stood to her feet. When she walked out, I let out a breath that I hadn’t even realized I was holding. Picking up my phone, I sent a text to Kadeem, letting him know that Saniyah would be going to the dinner party and that I wanted a separate bonus check cut for her as payment instead of just overtime pay. He agreed with no hesitation, and I continued on with my workday.
I had just gottenhome when April called me, asking if I was busy tonight. I had known April was a freak, but I wasn’t sure how freaky until the first time I brought Kadeem in. After that, she couldn’t stop talking about it, letting me know it had been the best sexual experience of her life. I knew what she was on the moment she called me. I instantly shot a text to Kadeem, wanting to know if he was on that same type of time.
I knew that April was telling the truth about it being the best sexual experience of her life because Kadeem had given me some of the best experiences as well. Man, if the walls we walked incould talk, they would tell on us. I drifted off, thinking about one of those encounters as my dick hardened.
I’d walked into my apartment after my shift at Burger King. It was a week before my twenty-second birthday, and I had been working double shifts for the past month trying to prepare. Kadeem had a business idea that he would bet his life on, telling me it would make us millions. However, he needed me to put ten thousand dollars down. It was times like this that I wished I had the money to give him without going completely broke. I knew if I had a real career then I wouldn’t have to work as hard as I did.
I had just gotten out the shower when Kadeem called, asking me if I was busy. I told him that I’d just gotten off work and planned to relax for the rest of the night. Apparently, that wasn’t going to work for him because he told me to get dressed because he was coming to pick me up in an hour. I tried to protest, telling him I was tired, but he wasn’t trying to hear that shit. So, needless to say, I got dressed and waited for him to pull up.
He didn’t even come in when he got outside. Instead, he blew the horn twice, and I walked out.
“Where we going?” I asked the moment I got into the car.
“Her name is Jasmine.”
“I should have known you was on that shit.” I laughed, sitting back in my seat and enjoying the ride.
I couldn’t lie; I was with that shit. I loved fucking bitches with Kadeem. That shit was dope. However, it was when he bent over and allowed me to fuck him that I really liked. Kadeem’s ass was tight as hell, and each time I put my dick in it, I came hard as hell.
In the two years that we had been doing this, I had never allowed Kadeem to fuck me, yet I would stick my dick in his assany chance I got. I wasn’t gay. I loved women, but Kadeem had an ass I could fuck every day without the nagging and drama.
We pulled up to a small house on the west side of the city about fifteen minutes later. The door opened before we were even out the car, and I could tell she had been waiting for us. Kadeem walked into the house first with me following right behind him. The living room was full of chocolate leather furniture and smelled like vanilla. A caramel complected woman wearing a red lace panty and bra set greeted Kadeem before being introduced to me. She stood about five foot seven with long blonde box braids and flawless skin. We sat on the couch, and she grabbed the bottle of Hennessy that was sitting on her coffee table.
“Y’all wanna take some shots?” she asked, looking from Kadeem to me.
We both agreed, and she got up, returning with three shot glasses in her hands. After taking a few shots, Kadeem let her know that he was going to have to start mixing his drinks before he got too drunk. She told us that we could go to her room, and she would be there after she got ice and a chaser. Kadeem agreed, and I followed him down a long hallway. The room was dimly lit with a huge king-sized bed that sat in the middle with red silk sheets across it. Everything in the room was red and black, down to the pictures on the wall. This bedroom was just as sexy as she was.
I sat on the bed, and she walked into the room a few moments later, holding a tray with a bucket of ice, the bottle of Hennessy, two cans of Pepsi, and three glasses. She placed the tray on the nightstand and began preparing our drinks.
“How ‘bout you come up out of them bra and panties?” Kadeem suggested as she handed him a glass.
