"No, no. Nothing like that. We just talked, flirted a little, but that was it."
"Well, that’s good to know," Winston said, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Taye’s a good woman—too good a woman for you to be cheating on her. I know you guys are having some problems, but cheating is never the answer."
"I know that, Winston. Come on, I love my wife, and I wouldn’t do anything to hurt her." I looked at Winston. I knew that Winston liked Taye, but wondered where all this was coming from.
"So what’s her name?"
"Who?"
"The woman."
"Frances," I lied, and hoped Winston wouldn’t pick up on it. "Frances Nichols."
"Does she live around here?"
"Nope. She’s from Los Angeles."
"LA huh? I hear LA women are freaky as hell."
"Yeah, I heard that about them, too. But she lives three thousand miles away. So you can rest assured that I won’t be seeing her again."
Winston got up and looked at me. "Good."
As soon as he was gone, I went in the trashcan and took out Avonte’s number. I smoothed it out and put it in my desk drawer.
At the end of a very long day, I turned out the lights in my office and made my way home to Rockland County. On the way, I tried to put thoughts of Avonte out of my mind.
The attempt was unsuccessful.
Vivid images of her continued to dominate me. In my mind’s eye, I could see images of me making love to Avonte.
I’m sitting quietly on the bed as Avonte walked slowly toward me with her hands behind her back. Then she stopped to allow the sexy red dress she was wearing to drop to the floor. Damn she was so fuckin’ fine. Avonte continued coming toward me. Her eyes were ablaze with the passion she was about to share with me. Once she was standing in front of me, Avonte said, "Stand up."
I quickly stood up.
"Take off your clothes," she commanded.
I quickly began to loosen my tie and unbutton my shirt at the same time. "No!" Avonte said.
I stopped.
"Do it slowly. I like to watch."
I smiled at her and did as she asked, slowly and methodically removing each article of my clothing for Avonte’s entertainment. Once I was naked, Avonte stepped to me and pressed her naked body against mine. I felt the heat of her body and she felt mine, and we kissed a long and passionate kiss, without using our hands. Our tongues glided effortlessly over each other’s, until we stopped for air.
Avonte laid down on the bed, and I ran my hand across her breasts, and then teased them with my tongue, sliding it slowly around her beautiful nipples. Once again, we enjoyed the taste of each other’s tongues darting playfully in and out of our mouths. Avonte smiled and touched my face, and then she curled up in the fetal position. I ran my hand over her shoulder and down her arm. Her skin was so soft.
Avonte began to move in response. She rolled into my arms and kissed my lips. I tasted her tongue as it glided slowly and smoothly over mine. I broke our embrace and spread her legs. I kissed her inner thighs, and then tasted the wetness between them. Avonte held my head in place as my tongue slithered along her lips, making circles around her clit. Her grip grew tighter, her stomach muscles locked, and her head drifted back in quiet ecstasy.
I watched Avonte gliding her hands across my skin to my now throbbing erection. Avonte repositioned herself and straddled my body, as I looked on with great anticipation. She lowered herself onto me. While Avonte took my erection into the wetness between her thighs, I stared into her eyes. They were so intense, so filled with passion that I couldn’t look away. Avonte moved her body agonizingly slow, until her body began to tremble.
Avonte rolled off me, and I watched as she crawled around on the bed. I crawled over beside her and ran my hands along her back, around her perfect ass, then squeezed her firm thighs. Avonte spread her legs, and I fingered her clit and played with her lips. I got up on my knees and entered her from behind. Her pussy was tight, yet so very soft, so very wet. I felt her ass pounding against me, felt the muscles inside her tighten around me. The fantasy ended when I pulled into my driveway, into the garage, and turned off my engine.
The house was in darkness when I went inside. Taye’s car was in the garage, so I knew she was there. "Taye," I called to her, but got no response. "Taye!" Still, I got no answer.
I wandered around the house turning on lights and looking in each room for her, until I reached our bedroom. I turned on the light and there on the bed, fully clothed, lay Taye. "Hi, baby."
Taye slowly opened her eyes. "Hello," she said.