Bevelyn took a long bath and reminisced about the night before. While she was in the tub, her mood quickly changed because she remembered she still needed to know if the woman her husband was dreaming about really existed. She tried to remember any after-hour phone calls, late nights without a phone call, or anything else she may have missed. She had no recollection of any such events.
After she finished her bath, Bevelyn grabbed her phone and sat down at her vanity. She applied her makeup, sprayed on some perfume, and then powered her phone on. As she waited for the phone to reboot, she continued to primp herself for the day. Her phone cycled on and displayed multiple text messages and voice mails. She checked her text messages first and saw a message from Nedia that read, “Where are you? My father was in the hospital for a possible heart attack. I need you here with me.”
Bevelyn started to scream and hit the vanity. She went to stand up, but her legs were weak. She sat on the floor and cried and then quickly got herself together. She called Nedia as she was putting her clothes on. Nedia kept asking Bevelyn why she hadn’t answered at home or on her cell phone. Bevelyn told Nedia that she had turned her phone off for the night and would explain later but was on her way. Bevelyn was relieved to hear Nedia sounding better than she expected but was still anxious to get to the hospital.
Bevelyn got to the hospital and asked for the location of Nedia’s father, Joseph. She was told to go to the third floor of the hospital. She headed up the elevator and was met by Nedia’s mother, Diane, in the hallway. She embraced Diane and told her she was very sorry for not being there sooner. Bevelyn and Diane walked into the room, and Nedia jumped up and hugged Bevelyn. Bevelyn asked the prognosis of Joseph, and Nedia told her that nothing had changed but that the doctors were going to continue to monitor him. Joseph heard Bevelyn and turned over.
Bevelyn walked over to him and grabbed his hand.
“What are you doing here, Cup?” he asked, clearly happy to see her.
“I had to check on you, old man.”
He squeezed her hand tightly with a smile on his face. Bevelyn turned to Nedia and Diane and asked if they needed anything. Nedia asked if Bevelyn was busy the next day, because neither she nor Diane would be able to sit with him. Joseph squeezed her hand tightly when they asked about her staying with him.
“Sure, I can sit here with him,” she said while secretly squeezing his hand back.
Diane suggested that Nedia and Bevelyn go to brunch together. She felt that Nedia needed a break and wanted to spend some time with her husband. They decided to go to a restaurant that wasn’t far away from the hospital. Nedia asked if Bevelyn wanted to visit Maurice. “No, I’ll just see him tonight,” she said with a slight grin. Nedia looked at Bevelyn strangely because she knew that Bevelyn took every opportunity to sneak up on Maurice, regardless of the situation.
They arrived at the restaurant and immediately ordered drinks. Nedia noticed that, although Bevelyn was noticeably disturbed about Joseph’s hospitalization, she had a little glow to her. Nedia asked her who she had been with to have her phone off all night.
“My husband, chick,” Bevelyn said with a friendly attitude.
Nedia nearly choked on her drink. “What do you mean your husband? What happened with you two?”
Bevelyn smiled and said that the conversation should not be about her and Maurice but about Joseph and his health. Nedia insisted, anxious to hear details of what had Bevelyn glowing.
“Nedia, we had the most romantic, beautiful, intimate night last night,” Bevelyn said while gazing as though she was reminiscing.
Nedia just sat with a blank stare. Bevelyn grabbed Nedia’s hand and asked her what was wrong.
“I’m just shocked, that’s all. Maurice?” she asked.
“Yes, Maurice, girl. Big daddy put it down!” Bevelyn said laughing.
Nedia began to cough excessively.
“Don’t worry, Nedia, I love you. We’ll always have each other; he won’t take me away from what you and I have.”
Nedia did not say a word.
The food came, and they began to eat. Nedia began to talk about her father’s health. As she was talking, she began to cry. Bevelyn got up and sat beside her to console her. When Bevelyn tried to kiss Nedia, she pulled back a little before kissing Bevelyn back. Bevelyn felt as though it was an awkward kiss and apologized, telling her it may not have been the best moment to show her that type of affection.
They finished their food and headed back to the hospital. Nedia told Bevelyn she would meet her upstairs but that she had to go to her office to be sure her staff was in place during her absence. Bevelyn told her it was fine and that she would wait for her in Joseph’s room.
Nedia went to the x-ray department to look for Maurice.
“Good Afternoon, Dr. Ell—” The receptionist said attempting to greeted Nedia.
“Is Galvinston here?” she hastily asked.
The receptionist looked at her as if to say what-is-wrong-with-her look.
“Yes, ma’am, he’s in with a patient at the moment.”
“OK, just tell him I came by.”
Confused by Nedia’s unorthodox tone, the receptionist watched as she left.
Bevelyn listened as Joseph and Diane talked about the good old days. Nedia walked in the door, and Diane could see slight anger on her face.
“Are you OK?” Diane asked Nedia.
“Yes, Mama, I’m fine. It’s just a lot to take in.”
“Your father is fine, sweetheart. He just wanted a vacation from me.”
“Amen!” Joseph said while laughing.
Maurice was heading to lunch, but when he passed the receptionist, she told him that Nedia had come to see him. He reached for his cell phone but realized that he had not brought it to work. He headed to her department and asked for her. He was then informed that her father was in the hospital. Maurice headed up the elevator to find Joseph’s room. When he reached his room, Diane stood up to give him a hug.
Bevelyn walked over to Maurice and gave him a kiss. As he kissed Bevelyn, he had his eyes on Nedia, and hers were on him. Nedia then rose to give him a pat on the back, barely managing to say, “Thank you for coming.”
Maurice walked over to Joseph and asked him how he was feeling. “I feel like a million bucks,” Joseph said.
Everyone giggled. Maurice let Joseph know he was just checking on him and that he had to go. Bevelyn let him know that she was heading home in thirty minutes. He did not reply to Bevelyn and started to head out the door.
“No kiss, babe?” she asked.
Maurice hesitated, wondering why she was trying to front. “Oh, I’m sorry,” he replied and leaned in to kiss her, still with his eyes on Nedia. Everyone said good-bye, and he walked out the door.
Maurice wanted to go home to get his cell phone but was afraid he would not get back to work in time. He was thinking of any excuse he could to leave work that day. He went to the break room to get a soda but could not drink it.
A colleague who had been flirting hard with Maurice walked into the break room with her lunch. She looked at him and smiled, but he barely smiled back. After his reaction toward her, she felt awkward trying to flirt with him. He always flirted with her at work—nothing out of the ordinary, just harmless flirting.
She sat down at the table where he was.
“Are you OK?” she asked
“Yes, I’m fine,” he said, looking at her with a full smile.
Once she saw his smile, she knew that all was OK.
“What’s your name?” he asked.
“Reisen, but you can call me Sheila,” she said, blushing uncontrollably.
She started flirting with him and making small talk to keep his attention. She constantly inched her chair closer to him.
“You know, all I want is for you to let me suck that dick,” she boldly stated, placing her hand on his leg.
He looked at her in shock. He saw this quiet woman giving him only a flirtatious smile every day, but never did
he think she had sucking his dick on her mind.
“I don’t know if I could handle that,” he said, still taken back by her comment.
“Let’s see if you can,” she said as she moved her hand up his leg. She then leaned closer to him and said, “I can suck a mean dick, Galvinston. I promise not to stop until you’re done.”
His dick started to rise in his pants. She reached her hand up to his dick. She snatched her hand back and then moved it back up his pants to his dick. He gave her a look as if to say, “It’s all me.”
“Damn, I may have to exercise my jaws for that dick,” she said.
They both laughed. He got up, straightening out his pants from the bulge, and started to walk to the door. She shrugged her shoulders as if she were disappointed and started to eat. He walked back to her and leaned over her shoulder and said, “I’m always full. I’ll let you know when you can have a taste.”
She smiled.
Maurice headed back to work and watched the clock the rest of his day. He received notification that a patient needed a head x-ray. When the patient was rolled in, he realized it was Joseph. The doctor accompanying him said that Joseph needed an x-ray to ensure his fall did not damage his head because Joseph had begun to complain of a headache. Maurice began to prep Joseph, and Joseph started to ask Maurice how his kids were doing. Maurice told him they were both fine—getting big and into a lot of activities. “Well, that’s good. Make sure you take very good care of them. They’re the next generation, you know,” Joseph said.
“I will do just that,” Maurice said before leaving the room for the x-ray.
The workday was over, and Maurice headed straight home. When he got home, Bevelyn and the kids met him at the door. He picked up the kids and gave them a hug. Bevelyn acted as though she were nervous about something. She waited a few minutes and then told him she was going to take the girls out to eat and may stop to see Joseph on her way back.
Maurice thought, “Perfect, I can get to my phone.” He anxiously agreed and constantly repeated for her to take her time. He sat down on the couch and turned the television on. As soon as he heard the truck drive off, he went for his phone. He turned it on, as well as the house phone. On the house phone caller ID, he could see a number of missed calls from some of their mutual friends and several from Nedia. His phone powered on, and he had only two text messages. He had never set his voice mail up, so he wasn’t expecting any voice messages. The first text message was from a buddy of his, asking him to hang out on Saturday night. The second read, “So you want to play, Maurice? We can play!”
“Shit!” he said as he slammed the phone down. He put his hands over his face and paced the floor. He went to the refrigerator and decided to get a drink. “Fuck!” he shouted as he poured. He sat on the couch and quickly fell asleep.
While Maurice was sleeping, he could smell her. She kissed him on his lips, but his lips would not move. It felt so real. He could feel her unbuckling his pants. She unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out through the slit of his boxers. He could feel her licking the head of his dick. It was the most realistic dream he’d ever had. He was rock hard and did not want to wake up from the dream. He looked down to see Dr. Aiden staring back up at him. She made sure his dick was slippery wet as she sucked him. He began to say aloud, “Uh…um…tss.”
He could feel her hands against his dick. He felt like nutting and went to grab his dick, but a hand was on it. He opened his eyes, and Bevelyn was sucking the hell out of him. He grabbed her head and pushed his dick to the back of her throat and came. She continued to suck him until he was completely limp. She got up, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and went into the bedroom.
Bevelyn decided to call Joseph to check on him. He told her that he really appreciated her coming back to see him and was especially happy to see the children. He told her to stop worrying because he was fine. She told him he was more than welcome and that she would see him in the morning. They wished each other a good night, and then she cried herself to sleep.
The next morning, Maurice woke up and was confused about why Bevelyn let him sleep on the couch. She would normally complain about him sleeping on the couch, drunk or not. He went into the bedroom, and she was finishing her shower. He started getting his clothes together for work as she got out. Walking past him naked, he couldn’t help but stare at her body. She told him she was going to spend the day with Joseph after she dropped the kids off because Nedia and Diane were unable to stay with him. “OK,” he said and jumped in the shower.
chapter 4
Maurice’s workday was going along smoothly until he received a panic alert from one of his changing rooms. He got up to check on the patient, and when he got to the room, he knocked on the door, and the patient stated that she needed help. He opened the door, and a caramel woman with a full but nicely proportioned figure was standing in the room. He looked in the hall behind him to be sure no one was around and walked in. She immediately got on her knees as he unzipped his pants.
“You know I’ve been thirsty, and I need my drink,” the woman said.
“All right, well I have a nice load for you.”
She began licking the head of his dick like she was inspecting it with her tongue. He laid his head back against the door in anticipation of her placing her mouth all over his dick. She was jacking his dick and licking his balls, and he was eagerly waiting for her to just put it in her mouth. She played around with it, driving him crazy with her mouth, and then she took it in to the back of her throat. She sucked him graciously until he released all of his come, straight down her throat. As she walked out, she said, “See you in a couple weeks.”
He started to look around the room to make sure nothing was out of place. He stepped out of the room and closed the door, and Nedia was standing there. He was startled by her presence.
“So you’re fucking her now—no, you’re making love to her now, Maurice?” Nedia said, looking at him with anger in her eyes.
“Well, technically speaking and, unfortunately…” he began to say and quickly stopped.
Nedia looked at him as though she could kill him. “Fucking is one thing, but making love is very personal, Maurice. We’ve been at this for four years! Don’t start playing fucking games with me!” she said.
“I’m not playing with you, I love you, girl—you all in my head and shit, got me dreaming about your ass, but you know, I never made any promises, and I never expected to fall in love with you either.”
She stepped up to his face. “You are so full of shit right now! Did you get my text? Game on, Maurice.”
She started to walk off, and he grabbed her by her arm.
“Nedia! Don’t start this shit here. We will talk about this later.”
“I’m sure we will,” she said as she walked off.
Bevelyn was visiting with Joseph for the day. He was very excited to see her. She made sure he was comfortable and that all was OK. He looked at her and thanked her again for her visit with the kids the day before.
“Are you OK, Cup? Do you need anything?” he asked with concern.
“I just need you to get better, Joe.”
“Oh, I’m OK, Cup. I paid them to lie here a few more days. They already know I’m OK, but I really need this little vacation.”
“Do you remember when we first met?” she asked.
“Do I?” he asked. “I remember everything you had on, from your perfume to your lipstick color. You were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen: tall, sexy, and just…beautiful.”
Bevelyn and Joe met ten years prior at a fall event that Maurice’s family had each year. The family had a huge cookout, similar to a family reunion. All of the local families got together to have a few drinks and enjoy themselves. They played cards, dominos, and music for the young and old. Bevelyn and Maurice were newly engaged, and he wanted to show off his fiancée to the family. She was reluctant to go because she had not received positive impressions from his family.
She was a ripe twenty
-six-year-old who most females envied. As she was introduced to Joe and Diane, she felt an immediate attraction to him. She knew he was in his mid-forties, but he kept himself looking good. He worked out religiously, and didn’t look a day over thirty-five. She was also attracted to his wallet. Maurice had mentioned to her that Joe was the founder and CEO of a huge software engineering firm, and Joe was not ashamed to flaunt his millionaire status.
Bevelyn knew she had to make it her business to get to know Joseph even before she had met him. Wealthy men were always the targets. She was a woman who did not want anything from a man except to be kept. For Bevelyn, Joe was a triple jackpot: handsome, rich, and married. She loved the fact that he was married, because if push came to shove, she could threaten to tell his wife to get money out of him. She went to work immediately. She greeted him a little too sexily, made sure he noticed her ass in her jeans a little too much, and laughed a little too fake.
Bevelyn sat at a table with Maurice as he played a game of spades or bid wiz and slyly watched Joe’s every move. She would pretend that she needed a refill or offer to get someone a plate so that she could conveniently be in the same location as Joe. She knew by his roaming eyes that he wanted to fuck her, and she used it to her advantage.
“So you’re Maurice’s uncle, huh?” she asked.
“By marriage, beautiful, only by marriage,” he said while staring at her blouse.
“What down there has your attention?”
“A whole lot of titties and a big ass—oh, excuse me, I’m out of line,” he said, trying to feel her out.
“I like it,” she said while looking down at his dick, which had begun to protrude from his pants.
“Hopefully I’ll see you around,” she said grabbing her plate.
He grabbed a cupcake and licked the icing off slowly and seductively. “I bet your pussy tastes like a cupcake,” he said.
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