Keisha placed his meat back into her mouth, and started to suck harder than she had all night. The officer’s thick cum filled her mouth. As Officer Williams recovered from his orgasm, Keisha opened her mouth wide and showed him his cum. She closed her mouth, and swallowed it down.
After replacing their clothes and fixing up a bit, Officer Williams drove Keisha back to her car.
“Drive home safely,” Officer Williams offered as she opened the door of his car.
“Home?” Keisha replied. “Who’s going home? I’m headed to the club. You were a delicious appetizer. Now, I’m ready for the main course.”
Officer Williams just shook his head and smiled as he made sure she got into her car safely, and drove away.
1-800-HOT-TALK
Shonell Bacon
It was a typical day for Sharon. She worked as an administrative assistant at a busy real estate office. However, today it was quiet, and except for the occasional phone inquiry she spent her day surfing the ’Net, checking out two of her favorite places: Black Planet and Black Voices.
After returning from lunch, her bosses—two female realtors—informed her that they would be out the rest of the day for meetings and checking out sites, so she would be running things from this end. Joy, thought Sharon, I can finally have a quiet day. She slipped out of her chocolate-colored pumps, wiggled her toes, and took a deep breath, relaxing herself. She ran her left hand through her short, naturally curly ’do and smiled. Today was one of those workdays that employees rarely had. The ones where there was no slack and nothing but smiles, and that’s exactly what Sharon did. Smiled.
She lazily surfed the ’Net while typing up some correspondence that wasn’t really due out, but she wanted to keep ahead. When you want to ’Net, you learn how to multi-task real quick.
An hour before she was scheduled to head home, the phone rang, interrupting Sharon’s quiet space. She sighed. “Please don’t let this be too complicated,” she muttered to herself.
“B & D Realtors,” Sharon chimed. “Sharon speaking.”
“Hey.” Instantly, Sharon’s body perked up and a smile as big as a canyon floated across her lips.
“Hey, baby,” she softly crooned into the phone after hearing her boo’s voice through the phone line. “Wassup?”
“Nothing, boo,” his dark, chocolaty voice whispered into her ear. “I’m still at work, and wanted to speak to my baby. Will I see you tonight?”
“I dunno. I have the gym, then I gotta go pick up Mom and have dinner with her and my cousin, and then I have a project I’m working on.”
“A project, huh? Is this for your lil company?”
“Yep, yep. But I’m free tomorrow. How about I meet you at your place after work?”
“Sounds good, babygirl.”
A silence fell across the lines, only broken by the sound of Sharon and her boo—Brian’s—breathing.
“So tell me, babygirl,” Brian began. “What are you wearing?”
Sharon laughed. “My monkey suit!”
“Come on, boo, play with me.”
Sharon smiled. “I have on my chocolate business suit—jacket off, white silk tank top, knee-length skirt with slit on right thigh, my champagne-colored panties and bra, and my shoes off.”
“Mmm.” Sharon could hear Brian’s voice struggling to maintain its professional tone. “Boo, I just locked my office door, and now I’m sitting here thinking about getting up under that desk of yours.”
Sharon felt a flutter in her lower belly and a slight ache begin to form between her legs. “Oh, yeah?” she offered back.
“Oh, yeah,” Brian answered. “I wish I could spread those smooth brown legs of yours apart and kneel between them…kissing up your thighs and dropping kisses on the crotch of your panties….”
Sharon groaned. “Babe, what are you trying to do to me?”
“Anyone there?” Brian asked, ignoring Sharon’s question.
“No,” she whispered. “Out for the day.”