"Thanks," I said, and walked past her slowly. "I know where it is." Instead of thinking that something wasn’t right, and that I should leave, my mind went in a totally different direction. All I could think about was how sexy she looked, and how much I wanted her. How much I’ve always wanted her. Instead of thinking that something wasn’t right, I imagined that Taye hadn’t bothered to cover herself because she wanted me the way I wanted her. I stayed in the bathroom for a couple of minutes before I came out.
When I went back to the door, Taye was sitting in the living room with her eyes closed. I sat down across from her and then I called her name, and Taye opened her eyes.
I just started talking, but it wasn’t long before her eyes drifted shut. "Taye," I said, and stood up. I walked over to her and touched her gently. "Taye, are you all right?" When she didn’t answer, I touched her neck to see if she had a pulse. It was then that I remembered Devin mentioning that Taye took sleeping pills some times.
Now that I knew she was just sleeping, I picked her up and carried her upstairs to their bedroom. I laid her down on the bed, and stood over her to admire her beauty. I should have left then.
But I didn’t.
I sat down on the edge of the bed and I kissed her. Kissed her lips the way I had always wanted to, for all these years. She didn’t wake up.
I ran my hand along her cheek, down to her neck, and across her chest. I felt her breasts with one hand and then the other. She didn’t wake up.
I pulled up her gown and stuck my fingers in my mouth. With my index finger, I massaged her clit and looked at her face. She squirmed a little when I slide my fingers inside her, but she didn’t wake up.
I unbuckled my pants and pulled down my zipper. I started to stroke myself while I slid my fingers in and out of Taye. She was so wet. I left after I came in my hand.
The next morning, I went into Devin’s office, just like I did every morning. I needed to know if Taye had even mentioned that I had been to their house the night before, but he never said anything about it.
After that, I couldn’t get Taye out of my mind. I had to have her again. I went back to their house one night the following week. I knocked on the door, I rang the bell, I called her name, but she didn’t come to the door. I left disappointed, but determined to have her. No matter how wrong it was, I had to be inside Taye.
That next day at the office, I stuck my head in Devin’s office. "Let me see your keys, buddy. My battery’s dead, and I need to run out for a minute."
"You need help?" Devin said, and dug in his pocket for his keys.
"I’ll jump it off when I get back; if that’s all right with you, of course?" I asked, and Devin threw me his keys.
"Not a problem."
"I’ll even put gas in it," I said, and went to the nearest locksmith, and got a copy of their house key.
That first night, I felt apprehensive as I unlocked the door and hoped that the alarm wasn’t on. My heart was pounding in my chest when I stood in the bedroom door, and looked at her lying there, sleeping so beautifully, waiting for me to have her.
* * *
Chapter Thirty
Qianna
Winston began frantically pulling the clothes from his body. When he was naked and standing in front of me, I had to bite my lip to keep from laughin’, ’cause his dick was so small. "Lay down on the bed," I i
nstructed, and picked up his belt and tie.
"What are you gonna do?" Winston asked, but he got his ass on that bed.
"I’m gonna fuck the shit outta you," I promised, and crawled on top of him. I thought about suckin’ his little pink dick, but what would be the point in that. I used his tie and belt to tie him to the bed. Then I got up and got his shirt. I ripped it, and used the pieces to tie up his legs.
Now that I had him spread eagle on the bed, I got my purse and took out my knife.
"What you gonna do with that knife?" he needed to know when I came and sat on the bed.
"It’s to make sure that you’re a good boy, and give me what I want." I ran my hand up and down his little dick a few times, and that seemed to satisfy his need to know as I got on top of him.
"Oh, I promise to be good, baby. I’m gonna give you everything you want."
"You promise?" I asked softly, and slid myself down on his little dick.
"Anything," he promised, and began to move. I rode him for a while just to see how, or I should say if, I could feel him, and then I rolled off. "What’s wrong? Why’d you stop?"