Z-Rated (Chocolate Flava 3)

The Ultimate Affair

Rae

Tandy walked into the bathroom. She watched Darryl as he stood in front of the sink, splashing water on his face. She made her way over to Darryl, then dropped down to her knees. She spread Darryl’s cheeks apart and blew into his asshole. Darryl moaned as his knees buckled. Tandy began flicking her tongue back and forth over Darryl’s anus. Tandy had never done this before, not even for her husband, Omar, who was Darryl’s brother.

Darryl grabbed the bathroom counter as his legs began to shake. It felt good to have Tandy’s head buried between his ass cheeks, lapping his anus. It felt like Tandy knew he was the one for her.

She was one of those prissy women. She was a light-skinned black woman with pineapple-colored skin. She had a cute face with tiny features, except for her big, round chestnut-colored eyes. The way she pranced around made a nigga think he could only have her missionary style.

Darryl listened to Omar brag about how good Tandy was in bed. How she could make him—who had fucked damn near every women in Richmond, Virginia, and had been sucked off by some of the best—cum in a few seconds whenever she slurped on his dick. He bragged about how they had porn-style sex. When Darryl first saw Tandy, he thought his brother had been lying about how she got down in bed but later found out everything he had said was true. Hell, Omar even left out some details.

/> Darryl enjoyed the wetness between his cheeks but he was still tired from the three times that he and Tandy had romped between the sheets earlier. He knew Tandy was bucking for round four and he didn’t have the energy to deliver. He reached down to grab Tandy’s hands and pull her to her feet but, before he could blink, Tandy slid her tongue down to his genitals and began sucking on them. Darryl became aroused by the sound of Tandy greedily sucking his scrotum.

“Damn, you sucking the hell out my nuts. You nasty-ass bitch.”

Darryl’s words made juices ooze from Tandy’s snapper. After the first time Tandy and Darryl had sex, Tandy told him how she liked to be called derogatory names during sex. At first Darryl was uncomfortable about calling Tandy names but after he had done it a few times and seen how hyped up Tandy became when he did it, he was thrilled with the idea. Darryl understood the only place where it was acceptable was in the bedroom, unlike Omar, who felt obligated to tell Tandy how much of a dick-sucking bitch she was whenever they were out in public.

Darryl groaned, “Damn, girl, I swear your mouth gets just as wet as your pussy.” Tandy began to play with her nipples as she sucked rapidly on Darryl’s scrotum. “Oh, shit,” Darryl squealed. “I’m about to cum.”

Tandy didn’t bother to position herself in front of him before putting her mouth on his tool. She grabbed his dick and sucked it from the back. She stopped sucking when she felt it pulsate and slapped it up against her juicy lips until he ejaculated. Darryl grunted as he covered Tandy’s lips with cum and his tool became limp. He looked down at Tandy as she licked his semen off her lips and he became aroused again. As much as he wanted to fuck Tandy breathless, he couldn’t. He was on the verge of exhaustion. He turned around, grabbed Tandy’s hands, and pulled her to her feet before she could put her mouth on his tool again. He picked Tandy up by her waist and sat her on the counter.

“Look, baby, I don’t have enough energy to go another round,” Darryl said with a smile on his face. “You sucked it all out of me. Besides, I have a few runs to make.”

Darryl looked closely at Tandy and noticed that her thighs, hips, and her waist were thicker than usual. “Damn, ma, you getting thick.”

“You think I’m putting on weight?”

“I know you’re putting on weight,” Darryl said.

Tandy sucked her teeth.

Darryl leaned over and planted a kiss on Tandy’s lips. “You still look good, though.”

Tandy sat on the counter and watched as Darryl got dressed. Darryl put his shirt on, then looked over at Tandy again and shook his head.

“What’s wrong?” Tandy asked.

“I don’t know how much longer I can do this.”

“It’s been a little over a year and you’re tired of fucking me already,” Tandy joked.

“I’m not joking,” Darryl said. “I can’t keep holding back my feelings for you, pretending we’re just fucking, when I’m in love with you.”

“So what are you getting at?”

“What I’m getting at is, I’m tired of keeping this a secret,” Darryl said. “But you know my family gonna carry on like we on some Jerry Springer shit.”

Tears welled up in Tandy’s eyes. Creases formed on her face like it was a balled-up picture. Tandy looked away from Darryl. “So what you saying?”

Darryl didn’t answer. He gathered his long black hair together and put it in a ponytail.

“If you don’t want to be with me anymore, just say so,” Tandy said as her voice began to crack.

Tandy knew Darryl was still messing with Shay, his babies’ mother, whose mind was so screwed up she thought they had a monogamous relationship. But Darryl had led her on by moving in with her, by occasionally sleeping with her, and by getting her pregnant twice.

Tandy never forgot the night Shay got hold of Darryl’s phone and read the text messages they’d sent each other. Some of the messages were friendly, Tandy commenting on how beautiful Darryl’s children were. Some of the messages were about Omar, how he had came home high again and she didn’t know if she could deal with it anymore. Some of the messages were about how they couldn’t wait to make love to each other again. Shay called Tandy’s cell phone at two o’clock in the morning. When Tandy answered, she could hear Shay cussing Darryl out.

“Hello,” Tandy answered.