“Ain’t that right Yasmine? Yass!” Wayne said as he snapped me out of my zone but my mind still lingered.
“Yeah, sure Wayne.” I said just to brush him off so that I could get back to the detective shit that was going on in my mind.
Wayne suddenly laughed loudly which got my attention, as I fully focused on what him and the red-headed little white boy with freckles who was at the counter.
“I understand sir. Newlyweds always want big cars, especially the ones with big back seats. I hope you two have fun.” The boy said as he laughed and Wayne slapped him five over the counter.
I stood there for a second with a confused and irritated expression on my face as I pieced together what Wayne had said.
“Oh, no see you two are playing too much. We are NOT newlyweds; we are business partners. It is well after 5 pm on Thursday, the day before or disposition. I don’t have time for trivialities guys, so can we get the keys to the economy car that I chose online so that I can get to my destination? Can we? Please?” I said as my irritation burst through and Wayne saw a side of me he didn’t know existed.
It was one thing to have fun, but I suddenly felt he was going too far as he broadcasted our imaginary relationship in public. Maybe it was the fact that I knew he wasn’t the one I should be with or because I was ready to get to my P.I. before he got ghost. No matter what the reason was, Wayne’s playful ass had rubbed me the wrong way at the right time and he knew it.
“Damn Yass, what’s wrong? I know you ready to get to work baby, but you don’t have to click off like that. We were just joking Yasmine, like we were doing earlier.” Wayne said to me when the boy walked over to the case to find the keys to our car.
He tried to lighten the mood as he flicked my hair and smiled, but I was too distracted and annoyed to care. I flashed a fake smile at him quickly as he smiled back and the boy called him over to the counter to sign the paperwork.
“Your car is being pulled around now ma’am and I’m so sorry for being unprofessional.” The boy said with a nervous look on his face as Wayne laughed and he tried not to look his way.
I felt my shoulders soften a bit and the irritation that had built up in my start to pass as I smiled at the boy and tried to reassure him I was okay.
“Oh, she okay young man. You know how women get on their honeymoons.” Wayne joked as I turned to roll my eyes at him.
I walked towards the front door as Wayne laughed from behind me and the boy told him that his car was outside. I almost found that irritation that I had lost when Wayne said that, but I stepped outside instead. The clean, fresh, warm Kentucky air in June hit me as soon as I stepped outside as the sun shone brightly down on my head. I felt lighter and more determined as I looked up at the clouds and saw my mother’s face. The gentle wind blew across my face and caressed my skin as I heard a voice that sounded just like my mother’s.
“Stay focused Yasmine Anise. You’ve come too far to turn back now.” My mother’s voice said and I knew exactly what to do.
When a handsome, dark skinned young man with long dreads pulled our blue Acura in front of the store, I quickly greeted him before I took the keys and got into the driver’s seat. I positioned my seat and mirrors before I pulled my phone out of my purse, planned my route to the hotel and then my meet up spot with my P.I. I planned everything in my mind as I patiently waited for Wayne, only to look inside the window and see him as he put on a show for the two boys who stood in front of him. I rolled my eyes and sighed as I imagined the bullshit he said to them that had them down on the floor in tears. After I watched Wayne act out some dramatic ass sex scene for the boys, I finally became fed up and blew the fucking horn. My sudden act of impatience took him off guard as he stopped instantly and stared at me with an annoyed expression.
I couldn’t believe the nerve of him as he continued to talk for a few more minutes before he walked out to the car. All the cute and sexy shit he had done prior to that moment didn’t mean shit when he got into the car. As soon as he had put our bags in the trunk, got in the passenger seat, and closed the door, I pulled off the lot with my mouth sealed shut speeding towards the hotel. The first five minutes of our ride was silent as Wayne checked messages on his phone and I just concentrated on the road and scenery around me. I really had no desire to say anything to Wayne at that moment, I just wanted to handle the business at hand. Wayne broke our silence when he turned on the radio and Sweet Lady by Tyrese blasted through the speakers.
“Sweet Lady, won’t you be my, sweet love for a lifetime.” Wayne sang out of tune as I glared at him from the corner of my eye.
“Maine that’s my song there Yass. I know you mad at me right now so you probably can’t see it, but you are my sweet lady. For real!” Wayne said as I turned to fully look at his delusional ass and he smiled.
I didn’t know whether to scream or crash the fucking car into a pole on his side after he said that Fatal Attraction shit. At that point I was tired and I wasn’t going to try to let him down easily. The only thing was I knew we still had a case to win so I tried to be a subtle as I could in an effort not to bruise his ego.
“Uhh Wayne, what I am sir is your business partner. So let’s focus on one thing at a time. Now, I’m about to go to the hotel with you, check in, and change. After that, I have to go check on that lead I told you about. I can drop you off at Emerson so that you can talk to the head there as Lynworth emailed me a while ago and said he would wait until seven. After that I guess we can go over case info over dinner. Sound like a plan?” I said as I tried to be professional and force his attention away from anything sexual or relationship wise related to us.
Despite that urge between my legs which had returned, I was determined to do what I had come to do and get back home to figure out who the man of my dreams was. I could tell that Wayne was hurt by my words and was in his feelings after that because he said nothing but “Okay” before he changed the station and put it on a country song about a guy who lost his love. I ignored his bitchassness as he pouted and looked out the window as I drove closer to the hotel.
When we arrived at the Hampton Inn in Frankfort Kentucky, I jumped out of the car quickly as Wayne dragged behind. I knew that he still felt the sting of my words because he didn’t even want to meet my gaze. A part of me was like fuck him, just get my job done and get hone. However, another part of me knew that the job wouldn’t be successful with him in that mood, and a smaller part of me still wondered what that dick was like. Against my better judgement I gave in to the weak side of me and that smaller side that wanted to see if Wayne’s dick could do what his mouth did. Even though my mind told me that fucking with Wayne was like playing with fire, I still said what I said.
“No need to look like yo dog died Wayne. You know I still fuck with you but business first love. After the case is over you can still dick me down, then we’ll move back to our separate lives. Let’s keep it simple baby, especially since it benefits us both. I know Big Daddy likes options so let me be your limited time Thursday and Friday. Ain’t nothing like a freaky Friday with Yass.” I said seductively as I leaned forward to kiss him but licked then bit his bottom lip instead.
My words and that simple lick and bite combo seemed to be just what Wayne needed as that sparkle returned in his eyes. I knew he was about to click back into some Fear psycho shit when he held his arms out and encouraged me to give him a hug. I tried to step back, but he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me deeply before I could even move. I felt nothing warm in my heart as Wayne kissed me and wrapped his tongue around mine while he moaned lightly. The only feelings I did have as he ran his fingers through my hair and said how much he adored me, was a nagging in my heart as well as a deep throb between my legs. I decided to ignore the nag and put off the throb to a later date.
Wayne and I checked in and then went to our rooms, which were right across the hall from each other. I had to practically beat him off me at the door as I hurried inside to shower.
“Go and get rea
dy sir. You have less than two hours to accomplish something. Work first, ass last.” I said to Wayne when I left him with his mouth open as I closed the door in his face.
Wayne’s clinginess and off personality had me so far on the edge that I had to go over to the bar and pour myself a shot of tequila once I dropped my bag and purse. I drunk the liquid down quickly as my mind wondered back to my dream and I quickly ran in to take my shower. Once inside I washed quickly and thoroughly as flashes of the hot, steamy scene I had with the mystery man in my dream flashed in my mind. Before I realized it, I had dropped the rag used to wash my cooder and used my bare, wet hand to gently massage my clitoris in circles.
I closed my eyes and got caught up in the moment as I imagined the mystery man in front of me and between my legs. I pretended that my fingers were his tongue as I flicked my swollen clit gently and used my free hand to gently rub my hard nipples. I could smell his warm, inviting scent as I closed my eyes and backed up to the shower wall. In no time I had two fingers of one hand on my clit and two off the other deep inside my womb. I could feel my future husband digging deep inside my womb as I stuck my fingers in and out slowly while I grinded my hips back. Soon I exploded in ecstasy as that orgasm I chased made its magical appearance.
I stood there for a minute with that warmth in my heart I felt in my dream. I finished my shower in a daze, but I snapped out of it when I got out of the shower and saw the time. I dressed quickly in a long blue and yellow ankle length skirt, matching shirt and scarf. I called Wayne’s number as I put on my shoes, got my purse and keys, and headed out the door. He answered on the first ring just as I opened the door to face him and he quickly kissed me on the lips. I rolled my eyes at Wayne as he chuckled, and I walked past him down the hall. I walked to the car as Wayne made jokes about how my butt made him dizzy and I couldn’t help but laugh. By the time we got into the car Wayne and I were cool again and we rode to Emerson’s Frankford, Kentucky division wrapped up in chatter about the case and the city we were in.
“Frankford got some nice lil spots now, I been here before. Let me take you out tomorrow night. We don’t leave until early Saturday morning, 5:30 to be exact, so we won’t stay out too long. Just a little celebration because I know we’re about to win this case baby! YOU HEAR ME YASS! Yass, Yass.. Ima be tapping that ass.” Wayne said as he laughed and we pulled into Emerson’s parking lot.
I couldn’t help but to laugh as well as Wayne leaned over to give me a big, wet, kiss on the cheek before he got out of the car. I watched him walk around the car and then do a spank that ass dance before he laughed all the way up the sidewalk. That was one of those times I welcomed his sense of humor, although I still felt there was something about him that was weird to me. I shook my head and flipped back into business mode as I left the parking lot and sped towards my P.I.
When I met with Russo, a short scrawny Italian guy I had hired on my own, I was anxious to get what I needed. We talked briefly in the small downtown diner before he placed the pictures I needed to secure my future in my hands. I looked them over quickly before I paid him and then watched him disappear. I felt like I had won the fucking super bowl as I opened the long, yellow envelope and took out the pictures of the plaintiff in our case. On the pictures I had you could see him move his arms, wrestle, pick up 30-40 pound kids over his head, and crawl around the jungle gym in his yard with his grandchildren. That was all the evidence we really needed along with the records and interviews from Emerson Wayne was after.
I rode back towards Emerson happy as hell with nothing but success on my mind with Erykah Badu blasting through my speakers. My mind was at ease as I rode down the clean, quiet streets of Frankford and dialed Wayne’s number on my phone.
“So how’s it looking sir? Are we winning?” I asked Wayne as soon as he answered the phone and I instantly felt the happiness in his aurora.
He took a minute to answer me and I could tell he was really feeling himself as he chuckled on the other end.
“You know Big Daddy always delivers. What about you my sexy vixen, you got that?” Wayne asked in a seductive voice that made that deep throb in my kitty get a little more intense.
I didn’t want to want him, but I couldn’t stop that urge inside. I was happy hell and I needed to release, but I was determined to stay cool until the case was over. After that, I couldn’t be held responsible for my actions. I hid my apprehension and anxiousness to be touched from Wayne as I stuck to the script and talked about the case.
“You know I always bring my A-game and get the job done. So, I’m almost there to scoop you. Let’s do dinner over notes at the restaurant in the hotel and then call it a night.” I said to Wayne as I heard him suck his breath.
“I understand pretty lady, work first and ass last. But, boy when I get that ass. Haaa! Anyway, I’m out front. Pull up and let’s get this shit done.” Wayne said as I agreed and then hung up.
I pulled up in Emerson’s parking lot to get Wayne five minutes after our call and he jumped in happier than I was with his evidence in hand. We talked about the information we had all the way to the hotel and didn’t stop until we had already sat at our table fifteen minutes later. By the time we did come up for air we both knew that our case was already won. I spent about an hour with Wayne as we talked about life, work, and laughed at the people around us. By the time we made it upstairs, I was tipsy, tired and ready to lay the fuck down.
“So you want me to-?” Wayne started to ask when we got to my door and I stopped his words when I put my finger up to his lips.
“Work first, ass last.” Wayne mumbled as I shook my head to say that he did understand.
I walked into my room as Wayne’s eyes burned a whole through my shirt and I rushed to get out of his sight. I had done a good job at fighting my urge up until that point and I didn’t want him to ruin it so close to the finish line. I went through my notes once more before I took a shower and jumped into my big, comfy bed. I fell asleep as Al Green played softly in my ears and the mystery man from my dream whisked me away.
I dreamed about a life with this beautiful man with a face I still couldn’t see. Even in my dream I could feel his love, which made my curiosity grow. I wanted to know who he was, hell I needed to know who he was in order to be complete. I could feel that everything would be better and I could stop chasing my urges if I had a love like that in real life. I needed to really feel his hands on my face as I stared deep in his eyes. And I wanted to actually feel his manhood as he penetrated deep inside of me. I could almost feel it in my dream as I lived the life I always wanted in my mind.
I woke up refreshed, happy, and still wet from the erotic adventure I went one while I slept, as birds chirped outside my window. I checked my phone to see that I had overslept before I quickly dashed into action and rushed to get ready. In ten minutes I was dressed in my black Alice + Olivia Boyd Contoured blazer with skirt to match and stood outside Wayne’s door as I called him. He answered the phone after the first ring just as he answered the door and for a second we both felt Deja vu. Our laughter broke that awkward moment before we rushed down the hall and towards our first win.
By the time we left the federal building downtown it was well after 5pm and I was tired, but happy as hell. We were able to get the suit resolved before we even walked into the courtroom and got three other cases dismissed as well based on our evidence. It was safe to say we had done exactly what we set out to do as we walked proudly to our car.
“Okay Ms. Partner. It’s time for you to pay up on your end of the bargain, but we’re going to start by having some fun. You agreed to let me take you out. SO tonight is the last night before we leave. Let’s TURN UP!” Wayne said as he snatched the car keys and my briefcase out of my hand and jumped into the driver’s seat.
Wayne and I rode around for hours as we took in the sights and ate at a small catfish place on the north side of Frankford. By the time we left I was full and tipsy as fuck off the Sangria I drunk throughout. I felt as light as a feath
er as I let the window down so that the breeze could caress my face as Wayne drove towards the hotel.
“It’s still early girlie, only 8’oclock. How about you go put on one of those sexy ass dresses and we go to that nice little club downstairs in the hotel? Just a couple of drinks, a dance and we’ll see where it takes us. What do you say Yass?” Wayne said as we pulled into the parking lot by the hotel and I agreed.
I felt so good that I didn’t even acknowledge the feeling in my gut that told me I shouldn’t give Wayne any pussy. Instead I skipped my happy-go-lucky, looking for love ass upstairs and changed into a clingy white cotton dress and simple black red bottoms. I met Wayne in the hallway outside our rooms and I must say I was very impressed by what I saw. Wayne had changed into a crisp white button down shirt and fitted blue jeans with red bottom tennis shoes to match mine. His waves shone like my hair glistened and neither one of use could end our smiles as we admired one another.
“Dammmnnnn Yass. Shit baby you are GORGEOUS! DAMN!! Where you been all my life girl? You make a brother want to call up his girl and say hey what’s good. I’m not coming home, I’m staying for good then hang the phone up and proceed to lay the wood.” Wayne said as he recited a verse from J Cole’s song “No Role Modelz” and we laughed all the way down the hall.
The club downstairs was beautiful with its high ceilings and elegant booths that overlooked the enormous dance floor. Wayne and I quickly made our way through the crowd of diverse, well dressed people and found two comfy chairs at the bar. He ordered us drinks as I looked around at all of the fine men and wondered was the man of my dreams in there. I knew he was supposed to be someone already in my life, but as I glanced at the sexy, tall, charismatic brothers all around me, I became open to the possibility that my Prince Charming could be anywhere. One look at Wayne killed that notion though as he licked his lips with our drinks in hand before he gave mine to me. As I looked at the lust in Wayne’s eyes and the urge within me grew, I concentrated on simply fulfilling my desire. I would worry about my heart later.
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