“And what?” Alicia lifted her head off my chest so she could look me in the eyes. “And what? What’s wrong?”
“Promise me that you won’t get upset.”
“I promise,” she said way too quickly, without having a clue about what I was about to say.
“We’ve been together for a long time, and you know I love you, right?”
“Yes, right down to my stanky drawers.” She laughed. “You and Michael have been talking about how much you love me?”
“That, and some other things.”
“Like what?”
“Like the possibility of us switching partners for one night.”
“Are you out of your fucking mind?” Alicia lashed out at me. “No, you d
id not just ask me to fuck your friend. Aw, I get it. You want to fuck that bitch so you’re willing to trade me off for her ass!”
“It’s not like that, Alicia.”
“Then what is it like, Taye? Explain this shit to me because from where I’m sitting, that’s exactly what the deal is.”
I sighed and tried to think of a way to keep my marriage together. I had a feeling that it might be over. Alicia confirmed that when she said, “If you want to fuck Marissa, why don’t you just marry her ass? Michael’s only shacking up with her, so she’s available. Go trade up, motherfucker! You conceited bastard!”
Alicia punched me in the mouth and then kept on and on until we ended up grudge fucking to ward off disaster. After we had finished our second round of sex for the evening, Alicia shocked me.
She said, “If you really want to do as you mentioned, I’ll do it.” Then she did not speak another word. I fell asleep with a huge grin on my face.
ALICIA
When Taye asked me if I would fuck Michael, I almost creamed in my pants. He had no idea what a huge favor he was doing for me. I had wanted to fuck Michael for a long time. If things had been different, I might have been married to Michael instead of Taye. Still, I had to make it look good, so I threw a minitantrum, seemed insulted, and then, after he fucked me real hard, I “reluctantly” agreed to lay bare my soul and fuck his best friend.
They decided that Michael would come over to our house and Taye would go over to theirs so that us women could feel more comfortable in our own beds. I broke out the champagne for Michael, put on some sexy Jamaican music, and waited for him on the sofa in the family room.
“Hello, Alicia.”
His deep, sexy voice woke me up. I sat up on my elbows and stared at him. He looked scrumptious in a navy linen suit and leather sandals. He was tall, dark-skinned, and had a neatly groomed goatee that I had often imagined rubbing against the inside of my thighs while he ate me out.
“Hey, Michael.”
He came closer to me, but hesitated. “Are you sure you want to do this? I can leave, if you want. It’s not too late.”
I patted the space beside me on the sofa. “Have a seat.”
Once he sat down, I could smell his Burberry cologne, the same cologne that I had imagined licking off his body over and over again.
“Michael, I have to be honest with you. When Taye first approached me about this swap thing, I was not as upset as I pretended to be. If he is stupid enough to let me fuck you just so he can get some other woman’s ass, then that’s his problem. I don’t mean to talk down about Marissa. You obviously care about her, but they have been flirting in front of our faces from day one.”
“I never noticed,” he said with a grin.
“Well, trust me, they have. Now I am sure that the two of them are over your house trying to blow each other’s backs out, thinking that they are pulling off some elaborate plan to cheat right in front of our faces. I also realize that we don’t appear to be any better people than them because here we are. So, let me ask you, why are you here?”
Michael stared at me, but did not respond. I lay my hand on top of his.
“Michael, you’re not the type of man to go for some shit like this so let me fill in the blanks for you. You’re here, not to fuck me, but to make love to me.”
He grasped my hand. “I love you, Alicia.”