My boyfriend was staring at me from across the room. What the fuck was he doing here? How could he do this to me? I guess I couldn’t be too upset since I was in the same place, but this was my first time being unfaithful. Shit I hadn’t done anything wrong (yet) but apparently this wasn’t their first encounter.
“What the fuck is this? What the fuck you doin here?” he asked.
“Are you serious? What are you doing here?”
“Whoa, yall know each other?” Tony asked.
“Yeah…this my nigga”
“EX nigga” I said. “I’m not fuckin with you anymore…”
I pushed him to the side and grabbed my clothes. I was BEYOND pissed. How could he do this to me? I’ve always been faithful (except for this one night) and he was a big ass hoe. This wasn’t his first time with Tony. I felt like I had been betrayed by both J and Tony.
I finished getting dressed and walked past the two on my way out.
“Wait, let’s talk” J said.
“FUCK you! We aint got shit to talk about”
“You can’t get mad…nigga you wanted this dick too. Shit I could fuck both of yall right now if I wanted to” Tony said.
J and I looked at each other and then looked back at Tony.
“What the fuck did you just say?”
J was starting to get confrontational. He walked up to Tony and, stood in his face, grabbed his shirt, then pushed him down to the ground.
“Don’t EVER disrespect me like that again!” he said.
By this time I was completely sober and decided to leave. I couldn’t believe what had transpired over the last few hours. I felt bad for what I did, but I was angry at J for his infidelity.
He tried to talk to me as I walked to my car
“Baby”
“I’m not your fuckin baby. Don’t talk to me”
“You can’t get mad…you were here too.”
“You’re right. I was ABOUT to fuck him…but you already did. You cheated.”
I wasn’t hurt…I didn’t care. I knew I could have any nigga that I wanted, so I wasn’t too worried about this bitch ass dude. He grabbed my hand, pulled me close to him, and gave me a kiss. I tried to resist, but he wouldn’t let go and eventually I gave in. He was my baby and I loved him. It felt like fire was running through my body and I got lost in the moment. He pulled away and looked into my eyes.
“Baby I’m sorry”
I forgave him and we made up four times that night. I fucked him three times and he fucked me once. Although I forgave, I didn’t forget. I still have Officer Tony’s number saved in my phone. After all I’m entitled to one CHEAT. Shit…he got his, why can’t I get mine???
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Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Mr. Officer pt II
This is wrong. After all I have a boyfriend and I don't even know this guy. I thought about not showing up. He sent me the directions to his house. I went home, took a quick shower, and changed. I sat on the bed for several minutes trying to decide what to do. I looked at my phone, as if it would give me the answer. I got a text message...
"You comin shawti?"
"Yes"
His house was about 10 minutes from mine. It was a two story brick house that wasn't quite IN the city, but it wasn't in the suburbs either. I parked in front of the house, walked up to the door, and rang the doorbell. He answered the door in a pair of sweats and a muscle shirt.
"I didn't think you were coming" he said.
"I can't lie to a police officer." I smiled at him as we walked to the living room. He had a nice, clean house.
"You want anything to drink?"
"Nah I'm good."
He sat next to me on the couch.
"So what's good?" he asked.
"You"
"Nah that's you papo"
He looked at me and smiled. Something about that smile made me HOT! He leaned over and started kissing on my neck.
"You like that?"
"Yeah..."
I leaned back and closed my eyes. He stood up and pulled down his pants. He was hard as a rock. He laid me down on the couch and got between my legs. He started grinding slowly as he kissed my neck, chest, and nipples. I was feeling a sense of guilt because I knew that my actions were wrong but I couldn't stop. The cop felt so good against my body and he was giving me something I was missing. I didn't want to take this too far. I had a boyfriend at home and I was already wrong for being here.
He pulled down my pants and wrapped my legs around his waist as he kissed me on my lips. His lips were soft and sweet and he was definitely in control. Our tongues met and a sense of passion came over me.
"Damn" he said
Apparently he was thinking the same thing. He pulled down my boxer briefs and started...
TO BE CONTINUED
"You comin shawti?"
"Yes"
His house was about 10 minutes from mine. It was a two story brick house that wasn't quite IN the city, but it wasn't in the suburbs either. I parked in front of the house, walked up to the door, and rang the doorbell. He answered the door in a pair of sweats and a muscle shirt.
"I didn't think you were coming" he said.
"I can't lie to a police officer." I smiled at him as we walked to the living room. He had a nice, clean house.
"You want anything to drink?"
"Nah I'm good."
He sat next to me on the couch.
"So what's good?" he asked.
"You"
"Nah that's you papo"
He looked at me and smiled. Something about that smile made me HOT! He leaned over and started kissing on my neck.
"You like that?"
"Yeah..."
I leaned back and closed my eyes. He stood up and pulled down his pants. He was hard as a rock. He laid me down on the couch and got between my legs. He started grinding slowly as he kissed my neck, chest, and nipples. I was feeling a sense of guilt because I knew that my actions were wrong but I couldn't stop. The cop felt so good against my body and he was giving me something I was missing. I didn't want to take this too far. I had a boyfriend at home and I was already wrong for being here.
He pulled down my pants and wrapped my legs around his waist as he kissed me on my lips. His lips were soft and sweet and he was definitely in control. Our tongues met and a sense of passion came over me.
"Damn" he said
Apparently he was thinking the same thing. He pulled down my boxer briefs and started...
TO BE CONTINUED
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Mr. Officer
***FANTASY***
Yes GAWD!!!
He goes by the name of Officer Tony. I generally don't like COPS, but this particular officer could get THA BIZZNESS plus more! I guess I should start from the beginning...
I decided to go out on a Wednesday with two of my coworkers (Niecy and Ashley). We went to a popular sports bar UPTOWN...it's a hot 25+ crowd. I'm only 22, so I don't know how I got in. It was my first time at this place, so I decided to check out the atmosphere. It's a straight scene, but there was PLENTY of eye-candy.
This spot gets poppin at about 9, so you have to get there early otherwise you will be STANDING. Niecy and I agreed to meet there at 8:30 and Ashley would join us later. I got there at 9, but Niecy was LATE
She sent me a text: "Be there in 15".
Divas are always LATE...I thought to myself. She finally got there and I checked the mirror to make sure I was looking 110%. Can't go anywhere looking less than stellar, ya dig? So we walk up to the entrance. I'm nervous because, like I said this place is 25 and up and I'm a young & tender 22.
ENTER OFFICER TONY
He is a Harris County Sheriffs Deputy checking IDs at the door. He looks at mine first, then Niecy's. I was WET. This brutha is FINE!!!!! He was about 5'10, yella, with a short taper fade. He had a nice little swagg about him (I hate that damn word, but it's the only one that fits this situation). He kinda looked at me, but I didn't really pay him any attention.
FAST FORWARD
Ashley got there about 30 minutes later. She doesn't drink, but Niecy and I had already started ROUND 1. Their signature drink is called the Jamaican...which tastes like Pink Lemonade and Patron. It was definitely the business! We spent the night cutting up and talking about people in the bar. I had to pee, so I excused myself from the ladies and went to the restroom. I peed, washed my hands, then went outside to the patio for some air. Officer Tony was standing alone by the door. We made some sort of eye contact, but I tried to act like I didn't notice him.
I found a convenient spot that was inconspicuous enough for me to admire his sexiness, yet close enough for him to admire mine. Does that make sense? Fuck you if it doesn't...this is my story. Anyway, I pulled out my phone and started texting...or twittering, hell I don't remember. I got so deep into my phone that I didn't notice him standing behind me.
"Sup lite bright" he said.
"Hi" I said. How fucking corny...hi? I was speechless and that's all that came to my mind at the time.
"So what's good?" He asked.
I gave him one of my famous 'You can get the business' smiles and said "You tell me"
He took my phone, stored his number under MR OFFICER, and walked away.
FAST FORWARD
The spot closes at 11 (it's Wednesday and folks gotta go to work the next day). Niecy, Ashley, and I went our separate ways and I decided to text Mr. Officer out of curiosity.
"Sup...dis 'light bright'" I said
About 10 minutes later I got a text back
"Wuz good lil sexi"
We sent a few texts back and forth before he said "Come Over"
Now I'm not a HOE, but this man was HOT and I was HORNY (blame it on the alcohol). Should I do it? Should I see what this is about? Hmmm...decisions decisions.
"Be there in an hour" I said
*TO BE CONTINUED
Yes GAWD!!!
He goes by the name of Officer Tony. I generally don't like COPS, but this particular officer could get THA BIZZNESS plus more! I guess I should start from the beginning...
I decided to go out on a Wednesday with two of my coworkers (Niecy and Ashley). We went to a popular sports bar UPTOWN...it's a hot 25+ crowd. I'm only 22, so I don't know how I got in. It was my first time at this place, so I decided to check out the atmosphere. It's a straight scene, but there was PLENTY of eye-candy.
This spot gets poppin at about 9, so you have to get there early otherwise you will be STANDING. Niecy and I agreed to meet there at 8:30 and Ashley would join us later. I got there at 9, but Niecy was LATE
She sent me a text: "Be there in 15".
Divas are always LATE...I thought to myself. She finally got there and I checked the mirror to make sure I was looking 110%. Can't go anywhere looking less than stellar, ya dig? So we walk up to the entrance. I'm nervous because, like I said this place is 25 and up and I'm a young & tender 22.
ENTER OFFICER TONY
He is a Harris County Sheriffs Deputy checking IDs at the door. He looks at mine first, then Niecy's. I was WET. This brutha is FINE!!!!! He was about 5'10, yella, with a short taper fade. He had a nice little swagg about him (I hate that damn word, but it's the only one that fits this situation). He kinda looked at me, but I didn't really pay him any attention.
FAST FORWARD
Ashley got there about 30 minutes later. She doesn't drink, but Niecy and I had already started ROUND 1. Their signature drink is called the Jamaican...which tastes like Pink Lemonade and Patron. It was definitely the business! We spent the night cutting up and talking about people in the bar. I had to pee, so I excused myself from the ladies and went to the restroom. I peed, washed my hands, then went outside to the patio for some air. Officer Tony was standing alone by the door. We made some sort of eye contact, but I tried to act like I didn't notice him.
I found a convenient spot that was inconspicuous enough for me to admire his sexiness, yet close enough for him to admire mine. Does that make sense? Fuck you if it doesn't...this is my story. Anyway, I pulled out my phone and started texting...or twittering, hell I don't remember. I got so deep into my phone that I didn't notice him standing behind me.
"Sup lite bright" he said.
"Hi" I said. How fucking corny...hi? I was speechless and that's all that came to my mind at the time.
"So what's good?" He asked.
I gave him one of my famous 'You can get the business' smiles and said "You tell me"
He took my phone, stored his number under MR OFFICER, and walked away.
FAST FORWARD
The spot closes at 11 (it's Wednesday and folks gotta go to work the next day). Niecy, Ashley, and I went our separate ways and I decided to text Mr. Officer out of curiosity.
"Sup...dis 'light bright'" I said
About 10 minutes later I got a text back
"Wuz good lil sexi"
We sent a few texts back and forth before he said "Come Over"
Now I'm not a HOE, but this man was HOT and I was HORNY (blame it on the alcohol). Should I do it? Should I see what this is about? Hmmm...decisions decisions.
"Be there in an hour" I said
*TO BE CONTINUED
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