Page 56 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

Story wiped her hands on her apron then came over to look at what I did.

“Babe what did you do?!” She laughed and asked me.

“I did what the damn teach said. I’m about to toss this bitch at his damn head.”

My girl laughed even harder to the point that she snorted. Even the couple across from us and next to us were laughing. Story made a date for us to go to a couple’s pottery class. I didn’t even know what the hell pottery was until we got here.

Then I remember that scene from the movie Ghost. I thought we were about to have one of those sexy moments, but this was completely different. We worked in separate stations, and I had a jacked-up machine.

Every time I came close to forming a vase the dumb shit would collapse. To make matters worse the teacher was some yoga doing, stretch pants wearing, small ponytail having bimbo.

“All I did was keep my touch gentle like he said.” I angrily grabbed more clay to start over.

“Remember to keep the energy positive. Anger can affect how you create.”

I leaned over and whispered in Story’s ear. “If he says that one more time I swear I’ma stick this machine up his ass and turn it on. See what I can make out of him.”

Story laughed hard then gave me a kiss on the lips. “You want me to help you babe?”

“Please.” I answered her.

She was done with her vase, and it was perfect. Story came up under my arms and stood in front of me. She grabbed some clay, told me to put my hands on top of hers and we started shaping the clay.

“See, when you relax and take your time it works.” Her soft voice said to me and I kissed her neck.

“You make everything better.” I whispered in her ear and kissed her neck again.

I looked up and the teacher did not seem pleased. I gave that nigga a look and he cleared his throat and pretended to not see us.

“I think we make everything better. Thanks for coming here with me, I’ve always wanted to do this.”

“I’ll go wherever you want me to go boo. You know that.” I pressed into her more and I know she felt my hardness.

She snickered and said, “Oh my goodness Halo we are in the middle of class with nine other couples in here.”

“I know but what do you want me to do. You put this soft ass against me, and you know how I get.”

I was hooked on fucking her and she gave it to me all the time. Story let me try every position on her, what I needed a little help with she had no problem showing me. It was the sexiest thing when she instructed me. I loved when her tinder hands held my dick and she’d talk to me while we fucked. Like last night I was fucking her from the side.

Story told me to grab her thigh and to keep it in the air while I stroked. When I did it, she was moaning and encouraging the hell out of me. Once I got the hang of it, the roles reversed and it was me coaxing and her cumming all on me.

Story told me all the time how she was on birth-control and for that I never had to wear a condom. I told her that I kept the same two magnums in my wallet that Golden gave me when we were sixteen. In case she ever wanted me to strap-up. To be honest, I liked being in Story raw, I could feel her entire insides.

Pottery class is over. We left with two vases and great memories. These dates that we did were a lot of fun. Nothing was too childish or too mature for us, we just like having a good time and being together.

“I got a job to do in California next week. It’s just for two days, like in New York.” I told her as I pulled in the parking space at the restaurant.

“Just be safe and return in one piece. Or I’ll hire yourself to kill yourself.”

I thought what she said was funny and she did too.

“Swear I’ll be back to you the same way I left.” I got out, opened her door and we walked inside of the restaurant.

“Do you ever get scared when you and your brothers…you know.”

We were seated and given water by our waiter. Me and Story needed a few minutes to decide what we wanted.

“I feel like I can speak for my brothers when I say we never get scared. Swear you won’t run outta here when I say this next thing.”