TRI-SEXUAL

by Girly G.

  The sun was just starting to set. He grabbed the cooler and the blanket from the car. He spread the blanket down in front of the lake and set up our little area. The reflection of the water given off by sun was stimulating. He pulled out a fruit platter with strawberries, pineapples, grapes, cantaloupe, honey dew, cherries with white and milk chocolate dip. He also had two wine glasses and a bottle of Dom Perignon Champagne.

  We laid our sweaty bodies up against one another sipping on the Dom P, eating tasty sweets, and watching the sun set. It was perfect. Sharing that experience with him was so magical. We ate fruits out of each other’s mouth and drank from each other’s glasses. All of the kissing, fruits, and champagne was sparking more than a buzz.

  As the sun set everyone started to leave and we were all alone in the park. I climbed onto him gyrating on his erect penis kissing him deeply. I wanted him right there. I took off my shoes then pulled my tights down over my knees and off completely. I helped him with his shorts and boxers tossing them into the grass. I lifted my sports bra over my shoulders and threw it with the rest of our clothes.

  He placed me on top of his cock. It was standing at attention ready for me to salute it. I slid down onto it molding it with my pussy. I rolled my ass around in circles tossing my head back engaging in our sexual act. He flipped me over lying on top of me easing his way inside. I could feel my nipples harden instantly. He fucked me to a slow and steady pace. It was a night of pure passion. We rolled around on the ground glued to each other’s bodies. I produced multiple orgasms and so did he. We made love until we emptied every ounce of energy. We then took a nap in the park right under the stars.

  I had been ignoring Sam, Bob, and Tom since Miles was taking up most of my time. Sam was still circulating his cash from his account to mine. I hadn’t been focused on my first love for my money and my account showed it. I still had the blank check Miles had given me, but I wasn’t ready to cash in on that yet. I got on the phone with both Bob and Tom. I told them what I needed and without any questions they delivered.

  Miles was growing on me. He planned us a date and without giving me a heads up he just showed up at my door step. It didn’t bother me at all. I was always happy to share his company, but had that been anyone else I would’ve snapped. “Where are we going baby?” I asked as I looked through my closet for something to wear. He was sitting on my bed watching T.V flipping through the channels. “Babe did you hear me? Come here Miles” I said.

  He finally walked into the closet looking up and down at the countless shoes and clothes everywhere. “How about this?” I asked pulling out some Rock and Republic jeans with the shirt and some heels. “That’s fine” said Miles. “Is it appropriate for where we’re going?” I asked. “You’ll be fine” he said. “Ok well let me start getting dressed” I said. I knew I was to be at least 30 minutes. It was a good thing I had already taken a shower and brushed my teeth prior to him arriving. I took the rollers out of my hair combed it out. I put on my Mac lip gloss, eye liner, and mascara.

  I oiled my body down and sprayed on some of my Versace perfume. Then I was ready to put on my clothes. “I’m ready baby?” I said then we exited the premises. We pulled up to a restaurant that offered cooking classes. They showed us different techniques chopping produce, roasting, grilling, baking, frying and how to experiment with different herbs, spices, and seasonings. It was so erotic watching him cook. We had such a great time.

  After we left there we stopped at a winery. It featured Brie cheese with Beaujolais Nouveau wine, Sauvignon wine with Goat cheese, and Muscat wine with Roquefort. It was rather delightful to discover a different palate of flavors. He opened me up to an array of different things over the course of us dating. He was taking me out of my element and brightening my horizon. He took me snorkeling, scuba diving, kayaking, bike riding, and mountain climbing. We shared the best of times together. He opened my eyes to a new life. He had indeed swept me off my feet.

  This particular afternoon when he rang my doorbell he was adamant about getting me to leave while he stayed behind. He gave me 1,000 dollars in cash and sent me to get some business. “What time you want me to be home baby?” I asked. “Take your time special” He said. I anxiously wondered what he was up to. I went along with it waiting to be pleasantly surprised. I went out and picked up a few things trying to stall for as long as I could, but the curiosity was running wild.

  My stomach was growling and I had spent all of the money he had given me. I was being disobedient, but then again I couldn’t help it. As I walked down the hall toward my door the aroma of butter, garlic, and seafood filled my nose. I was sure it was coming from underneath my door. I picked up my pace as I became closer. I put my bags down and placed the key into the lock. Then I grabbed the knob jittery and excited.

  I pushed open the door as my mouth dropped and hung open. I was astounded at the sound of romantic Jazz music, and a candle lit room full of 1,000 roses scattered all around the living room. Miles appeared from the kitchen area naked with a big beautiful smile. A tear formed in my eye and rolled down my cheek. No one had ever done anything so thoughtful for me before. It was so special. He walked past my stiff body speechless, frozen cold, and in one position. He grabbed my bags from the hall and closed the door behind him. “Baby you did this all for me?” I finally asked. “Of course special” he replied giving me a kiss on my forehead. He grabbed me by the hand and walked me into the kitchen.

  Once we reached the kitchen there was a seafood dinner fest of lobster, crab, shrimp, and fish. A single bouquet of roses was on the table as a centerpiece. They were also spread across the kitchen floor. I was blown away. It was the single most romantic thing I had ever endured in my life. “Baby…Baby…Baby” I continued to utter with tears sliding down my face. I had finally found my soft spot after years of never having one and it was him.

  We ate indulging in the succulent seafood wonders. The meal was so delicious. My baby could have been a chef. I continued to eat as he disappeared into my room. He came back out washed the dishes and told me not to lift a single finger. After all the remaining food was put away and all the dishes were cleaned I was able to leave my spot at the table. I was desperate to uncover the mischief going on in the bedroom. He went into the room first and then called for me to follow when he was ready.

  I walked on a path of rose pedals like I was a queen. The bed was covered in heart shaped pedals with candles on each of the night stands. The tub was hot, steamy, and bubbling with pedals in and around it. There were two champagne glasses and one candle illuminating the bathroom. He helped me get undressed as he continued to amaze me. I slid down into the tub and he followed suit. We took turns washing each other’s bodies in between sipping the champagne.

  We exited the tub squeaky clean. He grabbed the baby oil and instructed me to lay flat on my stomach. His hands were like that of a professional masseuse by the way they relaxed every part of my body. He turned me over once he was finished massaging my back side. He started with my neck and arms staring into my eyes. Then he leaned into me to kiss my lips. I whispered into his ear “I love you”. He sat up and looked me in the eyes. “Where is this going?” I asked him. “Just live in the moment” he replied placing his finger over my lips.

  He slid his head down between my legs. He separated my pussy lips with his tongue and buried his face inside of my drenched cunt. I squealed for mercy moaning aloud almost melting at the touch of his tongue on my clit. “Oh god” I screamed almost pulling my hair out. His tongue was performing tricks I never knew existed. “Umm…Miles…” I moaned. He teased, licked, nibbled, and sucked my clit causing me to produce several back to back orgasms in his mouth.

  He kissed me passionately transferring the taste of my sweet pussy from his mouth into mine. We shared the most intense chemistry. As he inserted himself into my vagina I felt my heart skip a beat. He slightly yanked on a section of my hair while slow stroking me from behind. It was feeling so good I had to muffle my screams by screaming int
o the pillow.

  “Oh baby…fuck…shit…fuck…ah…ah…ah” I moaned. He grabbed the pillow tossing it off the bed wanting to hear the moans he was causing. He increased his speed keeping his dick inside of me with short fast thrusts. My whole body stiffened as I shivered from head to toe with chill bumps on every inch of my skin. “Ah…ah…ah I moaned climaxing and suffering from temporary paralysis.

  That didn’t stop him from fucking me. In fact he fucked me harder, faster, and deeper than before. He had my eye balls shaking inside of the sockets. He groaned tightening his grip on my hair and slapping my ass cheeks nice and firm. He juggled in between teasing my clit and squeezing my nipples intensifying the sensations. “Damn this some good pussy” he said pounding my pussy. “Oh shit daddy I’m about to cum again oh shit…ah…a I moaned. My body buckled he held me up not rearing off course. Damn I loved his stamina.

  I knew his orgasm was coming. I waited for that one last pump before he pulled out. He gave it all he had until he finally let it all go inside of me. He kissed me and sent me to sweet dreams. He turned on the light blowing out all the candles putting on his clothes. “You’re leaving? Can’t you just stay?” I asked him. He walked over to me “Not tonight special thank you for the night” said Miles. He kissed me goodnight at the doorway before walking away.

  After that I hadn’t spoken or saw a glimpse of him in about a month. I just figured he had some work he had to catch up on. Although I hated not having him at my fingertips what else could I do? I had been feeling sick. I was throwing up everywhere and on top of that my period was late. I did what any woman would do in that situation. I went out and bought not one, but three pregnancy tests. I walked inside of the bathroom not knowing what to expect or what results I was hoping for.

  The first test read positive and so did the second and the third. I wondered how the married man would react to the news, but I was happy. I wanted us to start our own family. He called me later on that day, but I couldn’t explain that to him on the phone. “Hey baby” I said into the phone overwhelmed with emotion. “Hey special” he said with something different in his tone. I couldn’t quite place my finger on it at that time.

  “I need to talk to you” he said. “So do I baby could you come over so we can discuss this face to face? I miss you daddy and that dick” I said. “I have to go now” he interrupted. About two more weeks went by before he made it to my door. When he came in I ran and jumped into his arms even though I was pissed off that I hadn’t seen him in so long. “Listen I need to talk to you could you have a seat” he said. “Ok wait baby I have a gift for you” I said.

  I ran to room and grabbed the wrapped gift box. I ran back out to living room and handed it to him. “Listen” he said. “I will, but after you open your gift” I replied. He sighed with frustration as he unraveled the gift box. He reached in and pulled out all three of the pregnancy tests lying on the bottom.

  His entire demeanor switched in an instant. “What’s this some type of joke?” he asked in an enraged tone “Don’t be silly baby were pregnant” I clarified. “Whoa…whoa…whoa this is what I came over to talk to you about” he said. “We can’t continue on with this affair. I’m breaking it off” said Miles. “So what are you telling me Miles? You don’t want to be with me after everything we’ve shared?” I asked. “Yes that is exactly what I’m telling you. I can’t have a baby with you I’m married.” How dare he throw that shit in my face?

  “Oh yeah you’re married right. Since when did you start caring about your wife huh?” I shouted at him. “Leave her out of this. It’s over” said Miles. “What about our baby Miles?” I asked. “Have an abortion. How much do you need?” he demanded. “I’m having this baby Miles and you’re going to be a father to our child” I said. “We’ll see about that” he said while storming out of my front door. I could not fucking believe he would treat me like this. He never so much as raised his voice to me.

  He was totally out of character or maybe this was who he really was all along. Full of distraught and disbelief I remembered the blank check he had given me several months prior. He just don’t know I will make his life a living hell. He fucked with the wrong bitch. He was about to bring the psycho out of a civilized bitch. He is about to get what he deserves for misleading me and breaking my heart. Game on motherfucker I said looking into the mirror. I went into my drawer and pulled out the check. I looked at it and smiled.

  The next morning I was on my way to the bank. I handed the check over to the teller and politely had her to put $30,000 dollars in my account. Walking out of the bank with my statement showing $30,000 dollars deposited in my account turned my attitude around if only for a minute. He wasn’t about to just abandon our child. I was about to fight for what I believed belonged to me. Even though she was married to him I believed that he was rightfully mine.

  Once he found out about the large chunk of change missing out of his account, he ran his ass to my front door. He showed up at my house banging on the door like a fucking mad man. I took my sweet time climbing out of bed and unlocked the door to let him inside. He walked in slamming the door behind him. His face was full of rage. You could almost feel the heat radiating from his body. I walked up to him reaching for his cock attempting to kiss him.

  Unfortunately my access had been denied. He slapped my hand away and took a step backwards. “Don’t fucking touch me. Where the fuck is my money?” He asked. “What money?” I asked looking dumbfounded. “Don’t waste my time” he screamed. “That money belongs to your child. I’m not giving you a single dime” he said. He rose up at me as if he was going to take a swing. I knew as much he wanted to he wasn’t that stupid. “I want us to be a family Miles. I’m dangerously in love with you. You can’t tell me the feelings aren’t mutual or was all that we shared was a lie?” I asked.

  “You’re not going to take responsibility for your child Miles? This is your own flesh and blood.” “You’re not having that child. I don’t want to have anything to do with you or your child. Stay the fuck out of my life” he said. When he walked out my door he took a piece of my heart and sanity with him. Tears flooded my eyes as I sobbed for hours. I let this man into my life just for him to walk out on me and my child hell no it’s on.

  I had a box of tissues, a big tub of ice cream, a stuffy nose, and red eyes. I sulked around my house while I analyzed the situation. I wasn’t about to stand for him walking out on me and our child. I looked him up on the internet to get a little personal information on him including his office address. I decided to surprise him at work to give him the option to reconsider this relationship.

  I walked into his office with the stench of money following behind me. His secretary buzzed him to inform him of a woman urgently needing to speak to him out in the lobby. When he came from his office and saw my face he acted as if he had just seen a ghost. He kept his composure until we made it into his office. “What the fuck are you doing here?” he asked in a low, but firm tone.

  He was attempting to keep our conversation private. “I came here to see you baby. I miss you. I want to work things out so we can be together” I said. “I told you it was over between us. Do I look like a comedian to you? What part of that didn’t you understand?” He asked. “How could you just turn your back on us like this?” I asked. “Easy I already have a life and it doesn’t include you” he replied.

  He grabbed me in his arms. “I told your ass to get an abortion” he said. “I’m having this baby Miles and you’re going to take care of us like it or not” I said. “Get the fuck out of my office. Don’t you ever come back here again” he demanded. “I’m not going anywhere until we reconcile our differences” I said. He buzzed up to his secretary. “I need security in here pronto” he stated. “So it’s like that Miles?” I asked. “Stay the fuck away from me” he replied.

  The armed security officers came rushing in. “It’s not necessary I was just leaving” I said to the officers. “I can destroy you and take you for everything you own. I th
ink you should just think about that for a minute” I said to Miles before escorting myself out of his office. I walked outside of his office building to my car parked across from his Bentley. I sat there until he was off from work and started following behind him. He led me right to his Two Million dollar home.

  Over the next week or so I stalked his every move. I learned his routine then I decided to focus my attention more on his wife. I wanted to hit him where it hurt. I was going to attack his most cherished possession. That bitch was the reason I couldn’t have him anyway so she had to pay. She was an attractive housewife, but lacked style, personality and a social life. She was humble, laid back, and in a shell.

  She wasn’t on my level, but she was fine. She had a nice head of hair, a nice size ass, and a nice set of breasts. Her face was model potential. I found out where she shopped, and where she had her hair and nails done. I scheduled an appointment at the nail salon in the chair right beside her. We were in the nail salon watching something on T.V. about rich black men and their infidelity. I used this as my approach to spark up a conversation and she couldn’t resist entertaining it. “Why is it that men think because they have a nice sum of money that their invincible?” I asked.

  The nail technician commented first. She said “it’s because it is a known fact that money is power.” “I agree with you on that. I mean you can be with a man when he doesn’t have a penny and he is all sweet, understanding, and passionate. Then the minute his pay grade raises so does his ego, his dick, and his head” I said. “You’re married I can tell by that big rock on your finger” I said to her. “What do you think? I asked her.