Lady of Way

by Rosemarie McCants

  Lunch for Natasha went by in a daze as she could not think straight with Bruce so close by. She could smell his male scent from where she was, and it was making her senses go viral with lust. Her breasts were aching for his touch as was the rest of his body and she was not sure that she would make it out of this place without him giving her what she wanted. She shifted her thighs uncomfortably, the burning heat between them making her weak.

  “Are you okay, girlfriend?” Kimberly asked, startling her from her thoughts. “You look a distant.”

  “I'm sorry, I guess that my mind just drifted off to other things,” she said, running her fingers through her weave as she brushed it backwards. “I think I'll just use the ladies’ room.”

  Without waiting for a response from anyone, Natasha got up and made her way towards the corridor that led to the washrooms. She wanted to splash some cold water off her face to see if it would make her feel any better.

  *****

  “Are you just going to sit there, or are you going to go after her,” Kimberly said to Bruce, who looked at her with confusion on his face.

  “I don’t understand you, Kimberly, what do you mean?” he said to her, shocked that he was asking him to go after her best friend and yet she was the one that took every opportunity to flirt with him.

  “What do you mean that you don’t know what I'm talking about, dummy, Natasha is my best friend and she tells me everything. I know about you guys, and right now I'm betting that she needs you more than me,” Kimberly said, her words getting Bruce off guard.

  “What?” he gasped.

  “Stop acting so surprised and go take care of her needs. I'll watch our things at the table,” she said, practically pushing him off his chair, although he slumped back because he had a very huge hard on in his trunks. Her hand brushed over it by mistake and she turned and looked at it, her eyes widening with lust in them. “Oh my God, I think that you two both have the same problem.”

  She reached into her handbag and pulled out a wrap, handing it to him. “This should help you out. Now, off you go, go and bone her in the bathroom.”

  As he wrapped the cloth around his waist, partially concealing his erection, Bruce wasted no more time. He got up and dashed towards the ladies’ room. He made a note in his mind to reward Kimberly some day for what she had just done for him. As he walked into the corridor, he waited until there was nobody in sight before entering the washroom. He closed the door behind him and dashed to a surprised Natasha.

  “Bruce, what are you doing in the ladies, someone could come and find us in here?” she said to him, her eyes widening as he ignored her and instead to a hold of her hand, leading her into one of the toilet cubicles, locking them both in it.

  “There is a time that I once told you that I would make love to you in the strangest of places, and I think that right now you need it just as much as I do,” he said in a hushed voice, quickly pulling his pants open and letting them drop to the ground.

  “But Bruce, I think that this is crazy, this place is way too risky,” she was trembling as he turned her around to face the toilet, pushing her forward so that she was bent over the toilet.

  “And that is exactly what makes it all the more exciting, don’t you think?” he said, reaching for the lower hem of her dress and pulling it up and over her bare buttocks.

  He parted her thighs a little wider and brushed a finger through her soaked slit, feeling the way that she was turned on. She breathed out with pleasure as the finger brushed over her clit, moving her hips from side to side. Knowing that she could not stay in this condition for too long due to her condition, Bruce moved in behind her and took a hold of his dick, easing it in between her thighs. He worked the head of his cock in and out of her cunt with his hand and he could feel her trembling, her body begging him for more.

  “Please, Bruce, you are killing me,” she hissed, prompting him to drive his shaft a little deeper into her vagina.

  Bruce could feel her creaming up even more with arousal, the effect also exciting him even more as he drove his dick in a little deeper. He looked down at the way that his white flesh was connecting with her ebony flesh and that was enough to let him slam his dick into her pussy. She moaned out softly, and Bruce stopped short when he heard the door of the washroom opening. Someone entered the toilet cubicle near theirs and noting that she might not be getting out very soon, Bruce began drilling Natasha. She moaned softly as his crotch slapped against her lower butt cheeks. He held her by the hips, each stroke going deeper and deeper into her vagina. The whole cubicle soon smelled of sex, and Bruce could tell that whoever was in the next cubicle could probably smell what was going on.

  Natasha held the flush pump on the wall, her soft moans becoming more and more intense. Bruce felt the heat within his balls rising, the pleasure he was feeling heightening with each stroke. From the way that Natasha was trembling, Bruce could tell that she too was not very far away from coming. He moved his hand under her belly, bringing it in between her thighs to begin pressing her clit against his dick and that seemed to do the trick. She groaned softly just as he felt her pussy muscles tightening around his dick. Her pussy soaked with her climax, the pleasure prompting him to also explode. He felt his heat surging through his love rod, shooting into her cunt to blend with her love juices.

  As soon as they were both done coming, Bruce wasted no time in pulling on his pants and tidying himself up. He then helped Natasha to straighten out her dress after wiping her inner thighs with a tissue. They then made their way out of the washroom before the person in the other toilet booth could come out and find out who were having sex in the washrooms.

  *****

  Natasha was now eight months old and her belly was bigger than ever. It had been a couple of months now since she had started having sex with her husband’s best friend and although her conscience told her that it was not right, she could not bring herself to stop. It was as if the bigger her belly got, the hornier that she felt, and she just couldn’t understand her body. She wondered if other women also went through the same sort of crave that she was going through.

  “I really think that you should stop doing this now, Natasha,” Kimberly said as they walked around the grounds of the military quarters, enjoying the afternoon sun.

  “You're right, but how do I do it when I am addicted to it like this?” she said with frustration.

  “You must really feel neglected by your boyfriend. If I were you, I would ask him to request to be deployed to places where he can visit you almost every two weeks,” Kimberly said, stopping to look at Natasha.

  “He has been away the time when I needed him the most and I still very dearly miss and need him here. At times, I feel the baby kicking around in my stomach and it reminds me that its father has missed out on its whole period in my womb,” Natasha said as they began heading back to her house.

  “I think that I am going to move in with you as from today. At this stage, the pregnancy is way too delicate for me to leave you alone, and the fact that Clive will soon be home makes me feel much better,” Kimberly said, knowing that her turn with the hot and sexy Bruce would soon come to be.

  She had been waiting patiently, letting her ebony best friend get the best of her side dish while her boyfriend was out in deployment, but now that he was coming home soon, she wanted to be there to take Bruce openly into her arms. Lately he had begun looking her in ways that suggested that he was wondering what lay under her pants.

  “That would be a perfect idea, I wouldn’t want Clive to come and find me pants down naked with Bruce in our bed. That would be a disaster, and knowing the way that you have a mad crush on Bruce, maybe it would be safer,” Natasha said, and Kimberly was glad that her best friend would have no hard feelings if she took over Bruce from her.

  “Well, I guess we have that settled then. Let’s go back to the house and then you can drive with me to my house so that we can get some of my things,” Kimberly said excitedly, already feeling her clit beginning to t
hrob with desire.

  She wondered if Bruce would make her as pregnant as Natasha, because for some reason, Natasha seemed very attractive, and not just to Kimberly and Bruce, but to everyone that was around her.

  “I'm not sure if I'm going to make it to your place, Kim, the thing is that of late I feel so tired-”

  “And yet when it comes to sex you get all your energy back? You are coming with me, Tasha, no excuses allowed.”

  Back at the house, they got into Kimberly’s car and headed out to her place with Kimberly at the wheel. Kimberly felt an excitement like none that she had ever felt before, and maybe it was due to the fact that very soon she just might be sleeping with the man that had been cheating with her best friend.

  “I think that these will do for the meantime. Should I need more clothes, I can always come back for them,” she said, stuffing some clothes into a bag and zipping it closed.

  “I'm pretty sure that you can also fit into some of my clothes since we are usually about the same size,” Natasha said.

  “I'm not so sure about that, you have always had a bigger booty than mine,” Kimberly said as they began making their way out of the room and down the stairs.

  Kimberly secured all of the windows and doors before they headed out of the house.

  “Big booty indeed!” Natasha said, entering into the car as soon as Kimberly had unlocked the doors.

  The drive back to the house was in relative silence. Natasha thought about her life over the past few months. It had been everything that a sexy black woman like her would have wanted, having sex with a hot white man that not even the white women would get. She knew that the show had to come to an end.

  *****

  “Harder, Bruce, fuck me harder,” Natasha moaned as she was drilled from behind.

  She and Bruce were on the bed of one of the guestrooms and she was on her hands and knees. He was standing on the ground behind her, giving her the one thing that she was not sure she would ever be able to get enough of. The heat within her folds was threatening to explode at any time, and she hoped that when she came, she did not make too much noise to wake Kimberly up, since she was asleep in the neighboring guestroom. The thickness of the shaft felt good grinding against her walls and it was not long before the both of them were climaxing. He filled her with his juice, and just when they were about done, she heard a vehicle pulling into the parking lot outside.

  “Clive, that is Clive,” she said in a panic. “You need to go and join Kimberly, she has been expecting you over the past few days.”

  Natasha grabbed her robe, pulling it around herself as they both dashed out of the bedroom. She heard Kimberly welcoming Bruce into her room with a wet kiss, and she smiled as she dashed towards her own bedroom. She immediately went into the shower, pretending that she had been showering the whole time. She heard the main door of the house opening downstairs and moments later, her bedroom door opening. The lock of the bathroom door turned and someone peeked into the room.

  “Honey, I'm home!” Clive announced, holding a huge bouquet of flowers.

  Natasha was filled with intense joy as she quickly made her way out of the shower, giving him a hug with her wet body.

  “I'm so glad that you are back home, Clive, and there is no way that I'm going to let you go on such a long assignment again. You can't imagine what I had to endure to survive,” she said softly into his ear as his hands went to her belly, patting it softly.

  “How is our baby doing?” he asked with concern. “I hope that Bruce took good care of you like I asked him, because if he did not then I just might end up killing him.”

  “No, there won't be any need for you to kill him, Bruce was a darling. He gave me everything that I asked him for, everything that I needed, and even right now he and Kimberly are in the guest room. Kimberly moved in with me so that she could keep an eye on me at night, and I guess she got attracted to Bruce, who wouldn’t,” Natasha said, wondering what Clive would do to her if he ever found out the truth.

  THE END

  Pursue Her One

  Description

  Alicia had everything under control until she lost her job. She was broke and on the brink of being homeless until she accepted a job offer she would normal decline. She was to be a full-time live in tutor to a spoiled rich kid, but the real problem is not the job, but the employer: Mr. Gabriel Frank, CEO and founder of Sky Enterprises, a multimillion dollar shipping company.

  Gabriel Frank was every woman’s dream: handsome, tall, dark and mysterious, with a big plus, he was rich. However, because his company doesn’t have time to look after and meet his daughter’s demands, that’s where Alicia comes in, as the new tutor.

  Sparks of passion possess them from the very beginning, but they got much more to ponder before acting on their desires. Not only because of the employer and employee situation, but the social and racial difference. Things only get more complicated when a charming, adventurer, drop dead new lover pops into Alicia’s life.

  *****

  “I can’t believe this is happening to me!” Alicia thought depressively. She was broke and her monies were running short, not to mention about her lonelinesss. A month had passed since she lost her job at Aurora Kindergarten School, all that because of that nasty rich snob’s mother who thought she was above all, and would not take advice from a simple black girl about her child’s bad situation at school.

  The school director didn’t care that she was right or one of the best teachers of Aurora, she upset Mrs. Roman, and Mrs. Roman was a very important client to have unhappy. So they kicked her out to smooth things with the rich snob socialite, who didn’t care that her fights at home with her cheating husband was prejudicing their sweet girl Tamara.

  That’s what led her to the current situation.

  Broke. No job. On the brink of losing her apartment, and top it off: alone.

  She felt sorry now that she never made time to date and go out to have fun when her beautiful best friend insisted she come. How regretful she was now, at the young age of 25, to be a single, broke, black woman with no job who didn’t enjoy life while she could afford it.

  But well… she took a deep breath.

  After she fixed her financial situation, she would go out and have fun more, she promised herself. More animated she resumed her job search on the internet.

  Her mother used to say she didn’t have to work, because she was a pretty girl, all she had to do is find a nice rich man and marry him. Ah. That made her laugh, pretty girl, her? She never saw herself as overall pretty, just cute, and her curvy body was far from what men preferred in woman: Victoria’s Secret models. No, she was more of a woman made with of flesh and bones, with curves in all the right places.

  Anyway, being pretty didn’t help her keep her job. So, if she wanted to at least have a place to sleep, she had to get her pretty little ass, and start working. Oh goodie. She rolled her eyes to the ceiling, while collapsing on the bed, thinking.

  She regained her forces and again browsed the infinite list of job posts. She had applied for many jobs, but none of them were giving her good feedback. So she had to keep looking until she got lucky, browsing on the HR website something popped and she froze: Looking for a Private Teacher and Companion for a 5-year-old girl.

  Bingo!

  She was a teacher. An excellent kindergarten teacher, she was used to kids, taking care of one single kid would be child’s play. She jumped off the bed and did a happy dance, before she sat up again and read the rest of the post, then applied with all her heart´s hope that this would be it, because she liked the specifications of the job.

  She checked all the points required, the only thing that bothered her a little was the part that she had to live with her employers. For the first time in her life she was glad she didn’t have a boyfriend because if she did, that arrangement wouldn’t work. They required a 24-hour companion for the child, with only Saturday night and Sunday as breaks.

  She was up for it.

 
***

  In the same week Alicia got her response. They wanted to schedule an interview with her and she promptly accepted. The address was at a business venue in town, full of successful companies and busy people.

  When she got there, she was really surprised by the tall building that had Sky Enterprises marked at the top of the building with black bold letters. She expected someone rich, but not this. It felt surreal that she was really going to have an interview with someone who worked at that beautiful building. She was a simple girl who was used to simple things, so this contemporary business luxury feeling was new to her, and it thrilled and scared her.

  She looked up, took a deep breath: Stay strong and confident. She repeated her mantra and walked inside. The inside was oppressing as the outside, a true multimillion dollar company scenario greeted her.

  With a big welcoming smile, she went to the reception area and greeted the young beautiful Asian woman. She was in her early twenties, looked dynamic and easy to approach. Looking at how smart and sexy the woman was dressed, she felt a little out of place with her simple black skirt and blazer and pink blouse. People around her looked like they had tons of money to spend on clothes.

  They probably did.

  “What I’m doing here? I don’t belong with this people!”

  She took a deep breath to reassure her panicked mind and spoke to the woman explaining why she was there.

  ***

  Gabriel did a once over scan of the woman who just entered his office, and was announced as Miss Sanders, the candidate with the excellent resume he was going to interview to be the tutor for his trouble maker daughter.

  The beautiful girl was still standing silently waiting for him to tell her to sit. It was not rudeness that kept him from telling her to sit and be comfortable. He was simply surprised by the beautiful and fresh chocolate that landed in his office provoking a hurricane inside of him.