by Quiana
Kai came walking into my living room with some grey polo sweat pants on and a white tee shirt. I could picture myself waking up to that. I was always turned on by Jay or any other man in that typical outfit in my younger days. Seeing a man in his natural rugged state will always be a turn on. The sweet bass of HI came from his lips as he followed Jason down the steps in search of his “missing” IPOD that reminded me of our first encounter. As soon as they came up the steps I offered Kai some breakfast and of course he politely accepted. I was tripping! As the kitchen began to fill with all my men, demonic fumes in me roared like flames. Seeing them interact with each other, joking and laughing, I felt a huge sense of control. I could handle this. If my cards were played right this could be the start of a beautiful beginning.
Kai ate and ran just like a young man would do but I didn’t sweat it at all. I had his number and access to his time now. Excited, I threw on my workout clothes and headed to the track. A few laps around to clear my head felt right on this sunny day. Philly summer weather had that dirty erotic feel too it. Hoping to make it home to a clear house since the weather was nice I couldn’t wait to pull out my toys and put mama to sleep. Jay was in the backyard doing some yard work which meant I would have some time to myself. The boys weren’t home, but even if they were that’s nothing that a quite hallway and a locked door couldn’t fix.
I ran up the steps taking my clothes off and throwing my sweaty body onto my bed. The cool air harden my nipples as I slipped my hand into my panties and drifted into relaxation. Reminding myself that this was a Saturday afternoon, I quickly locked the door and reached for my silver bullets. I let my powerful imagination create the perfect setting. In my mind he was strong. Forcing my body down as he licked on my vagina I could feel his beard brushing against my outer walls. Tingles into my clit from the vibrating bullets had my body jerk instantly. His sculpted body pulled me in close to his by roughly tugging at my waist until he plunged his penis into my clinching walls. Hard thrusts as he stared into my eyes made his chocolaty abs tighten creating a picture perfect vision for me to cum off of. I could envision everything like it was playing back to me on the big screen. My whole body stiffened as I came and I instantly wrapped myself into the blanket and fell asleep.
I woke up an hour later refreshed, showered and came downstairs where Jay was watching TV. That nap did me in good, and made me resent Jay for having to masturbate even though I had a man in my house. The lack of attention that had been paid to my needs caused me to walk past him as if he were a stranger on the street. He must’ve felt the cold wind follow behind my footsteps as I entered the kitchen entrance but he didn’t get the clue. Jay traced my steps into the kitchen and asked what was for lunch as if I worked behind the counter at a high school cafeteria. My neck snapped back so fast that he immediately knew that was not the question to ask. I smiled at my husband and let out a light giggle.
“Why don’t we have sex anymore? When we have sex you’ll have lunch.” I pushed past him and opened up the refrigerator door, and took out all the supplies I needed to make myself a sandwich.
I thought that that little stab would be enough to get a rise out of my husband. I thought that he would show that he cared. All I could seem to conjure up about his indifference in our sexual life was that he had an outside situation. Jay just shook his head at me watching me pull out slices of wheat bread from the bag, and walked back into the living room.
I didn’t know what was going on in my marriage anymore. He still pretended to love me and want me around, but showed me no true affection. On the other side, I was lusting after my son’s 22 year old friend which would’ve took my mind away from the sex anyway. Well Jay must have his own 22 year old which may be why he no longer wanted his aging wife. With that being my conclusion, I finished my lunch, grabbed my phone and headed to my bedroom.
I want to see you.
Now my old ass was becoming a texter fast, something that I rarely did. Ten minutes went by and no reply. Inside I felt kind of played, but then I remembered that sometimes people are busy and to be patient. A more convincing text may have been the answer so I shot him another one.
I want you. Another ten minutes went by before my phone buzzed from the vibrations and the display screen lit up.
3423 Lanson Street.
Was that it? No hi no hey baby, just an address for me to meet him? I didn’t even know what address this was or what part of the city I was heading too. But I wanted to see Kai and was curious about where this adventure could go. So I text him back, in a half hour, and got myself ready.
They say that the woman controls sex and that she knows as soon as she meets someone if he’s going to get it or not. I say that women know if they’re going to have sex by what underwear they wear on a date. When a female intentionally puts on sexy underwear, her best set, it’s because she plans on someone seeing them. Porscha used to always joke about wearing her period panties on a date and labeled them her “cock blockers”! She said that as long as she had her cock blockers on she knew that he wouldn’t be getting any. It was a constant reminder that she couldn’t pull her pants down. She would wear those things for the first couple of dates or at least until she was sure what her intentions were with him.
Royal blue laced thong with the bra to match was my choice of under garment today. As I put lotion all over my body and sprayed my thighs, stomach, and the back of my neck with my favorite Gucci perfume, a pinch of guilt troubled my thoughts. This is what being a cheater is like; the lotion, the perfume, the panties, all of this that I am doing with intentions. Getting all done up just to get it messed up by another man. I wasn’t sure if I felt the guilt because I didn’t just end up in his presence like I did on the day we kissed. This time I was purposefully going to give this man everything I had to offer. Well curiosity killed the cat and my kitty hadn’t been murdered in a while, so my guilt washed away with that convincing line and I slipped into a cute strapless green sundress and said goodbye to my husband. I told him I was going to Porscha’s and I would be back in a few hours.
Unfamiliar with the address, I plugged it into my GPS and headed across Broad Street to North Philly. It’s crazy how when you know you’re about to change your life you still dive head first into it. Following the directions across the screen I guided my red Accord around the city until I ended at his front door. The GPS announced that my destination would be on the right and there it stood. 3423 Lanson Street was to my right in its typical shabby North Philly presence.
The outside of the house needed to be painted, the cement on the steps were terribly broken, and the front screen door was missing it’s screen. This house looked almost abandoned. I had to remind myself that this was an old property of his grandmother’s and that he was renovating it. Hopefully, the inside didn’t look as run down as the outside or I would have to rethink my visit. There was no way I was making love next to roaches! I didn’t even bother with the doorbell because I figured it wouldn’t work anyway. Giving the door a good knock, it opened itself without me really having to try. I pushed the door open and cautiously crept my way in.
Unlike the outside of the house I could see the vision of this old home. Newly painted deep red walls made the house look freshly modern on the inside. I could see the transformation of newly buffed wood waiting to be stained. Dust sprinkled most of the furniture aside from the sofas which were covered with plastic, and a bar area in the dining room had already been set into place. Kai must’ve heard the echo from my shoes walking around the living room causing him to rush down the stairs to see who his visitor was. I turned around to see the look of relief on his face at the sight of me. He opened his arms wide and I rushed in like a little boy happy to see his mommy. Kai softened me up with a kiss on cheek as he whispered “hey baby” into my ear. I pulled back and gave him an adoring look as I could barely get the same words out of my mouth. I was in awe and extremely excited to be in his arms.
Now I was being foolish I know. We barely comm
unicated prior to today but why would we need too? We had already passed the point of meet and greet and I already knew what I wanted. Kai’s dry muscular hands clutched mines and lead me up the dusty hallway. I could hear every creek and thump as my feet landed on all thirteen of the unfinished hardwood steps. Almost as if my senses were coming alive, I took a deep breath to calm myself down. The situation was becoming surreal and my body was truly fading away into fantasy. Even the smells grew more intense as I followed to the front bedroom. Smells of incense mixed with sawed wood filled my lungs creating a new scent to engage in. I could hear the TV on. It sounded like some sports network, and the channel became clearer as I got closer. Highlights on ESPN from the basketball game the night before, were shouted throughout the room due to the television’s volume being turned all the way up.
Entering Kai’s bedroom took me back to my own home. His room had the feel of a college apartment. Clothes thrown everywhere, empty soda cans on the dresser, an unmade bed with mix matched bedding; this was the room of a boy. Not wanting to show my age or how uncomfortable I was, I scooted his Vibe magazine collection over to the edge of the bed and softly sat on the lower corner. I smiled as Kai quickly scrambled around the room in efforts to straighten up for me but it was clearly too late. After noticing that his efforts were useless, he sat down next to me putting both of us at ease. Reaching for this TV stand he picked up a blunt and lit it. Now the incense aroma made sense. I watched him in silence as he inhaled the weed smoke and slowly exhaled. After a few puffs he turned to me and offered the blunt.
“You smoking?” his tone was so suggestive that I didn’t want to say no. Who was I to act above the situation at this point?
“Yup” I was so tense that all I could do is have an awkward smile on my face as I took the weed from his fingers and put them into my own. Now of course I’ve smoked weed before! What grown person hasn’t? It had just been so long I didn’t want to embarrass myself with excessive coughing.
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I was just asking, some older women still smoke weed.”
I was completely offended by his words but tried my hardest not to react. Some older women still smoke weed. How dare he try to put me in the same category as his mother! And telling me that I didn’t have to was suggesting that I was only doing it because he was. So now I’m a follower too? No. I wanted to smoke so that I could feel the way I needed to feel to have sex with him. So I could stop trying to decide on my actions and let my body decide for me. I took a light puff of the smoke and let it back out. I took another puff and felt the strong smoke enter my nostrils and seep into my chest. It created whirlwind circles inside my body and I could feel it passing through. Blowing the smoke back out, my eyes lit up remembering this feeling from the past. I slid further back on the bed and blew a few more puffs and passed it back to Kai.
Having the drug takeover my body I was entirely relaxed. Not wanting to overdo it, I refused to inhale anymore of it when he passed it back my way. Filled with so much excitement all I could do is grin and stare at Kai. I loved the feeling of being high. My tongue moved around the inside of my mouth salivating while my eyes traced his body until my vagina clutched at the thought of him being pressed against me.
Remembering my vivid fantasy from earlier that day kept me on edge. Kai wasn’t paying me any attention. Not sure if it was a change in mind or a lack of interest but his eyes were glued to the TV.
This wasn’t how I pictured it to be. I anticipated he would be my little boy toy and have his hands all over me, but instead it was once again me yearning for him. I eased off the bed pausing for a second before standing up adjusting to my intoxicated body. Feeling high, I slowly walked over to the television set and turned it off automatically catching his attention. Standing directly in front of him I seductively began taking my clothes off as if I were offering my body to him in an ancient ceremony. I stripped down to the royal blue bra and panties that decorated my newly tightened body. I felt confident in my appearance; still full in the hips and the rest of my body, but tight and sexy. No, I wasn’t a size 5 22 year old female, but I was a sexy size 10 39 year old woman with everything intact.
Kai’s expression said it all. His eyes gazed at my breast and dropped down to my thighs. The licking of his lips let me know he was ready for a taste. It was good to be the older woman in control of the situation. I felt like the teacher and he was my overly mature student. I waited for him to make his move but it didn’t take long for him to react to my partially naked body standing before him. Kai placed his hands on my hips and put soft kisses on my waist line. My body tingled as his lips hit spots that hadn’t been kissed in years and his tongue danced on the sides of my stomach. I was beyond ready for him and the marijuana took every sensation into overdrive. Little time was spent on four play, we were both ready to move to the next level. Kai aggressively threw my body on the bed and took his clothes off.
His body was a creamy black and chiseled like an African gladiator standing before me. Laying me down on my stomach I could hear the sound of the condom opening so I positioned my body for entry. Suddenly, as I dreamt earlier, he plunged into me so hard that our bodies melted together. He banged his pelvis hard against my ass resulting in jiggles with every smack. Thick and hard, his dick didn’t take a break from being strong and powerful in my body. His fingertips dug deep into my ass as he used his free hand to pull the back of my neck, propping my ass even higher into the air as my back created a deep curvy arch. I could feel my mouth growing numb as I became separated from the sexual experience. It was an out of body sensation. Sweat from his forehead dripped onto my back and I moaned and screamed for more. The more I screamed the harder he went until I collapsed bent over with the inside of my thighs soaked, but Kai wouldn’t let a win come that easily. He told me to get back up and smacked my ass letting me know it wasn’t a game. I put my ass back in the air as he dug even deeper into my stomach. Tightly holding my waist and roughly submerging into me my thoughts, fears and anxieties floated away and became a thing of the past. It wasn’t until I woke up two hours later in Kai’s arms that I remembered that I was Ramae and this was no fantasy, and I had cheated on my husband with my son’s friend.
CHAPTER 4
Work was beginning to get harder and harder to get through with thoughts and images of Kai on my mind. For the past three weeks, good morning texts had wakened me up and good night sex settled me in before I crept back home to my family. Sweet messages and erotic pictures kept my mind afloat as I struggled to get through my paper work. I knew everything about our relationship was wrong, but somewhere along the way I began developing feelings for him. Those butterflies that I hadn’t felt since a teenager fluttered in my body day in and day out. I knew better than to leave my husband, but I just hoped that this wouldn’t have to end.
The problem with cheating is that there’s little you can do unless you want to get caught! Movies, dinner, walks down Penn’s Landing or anything that you look forward to would be out of the question; unless like I said, you wanted to get caught. As much as the break from reality had my mind in a whirlwind I knew better than to flaunt it for my boys, husband, or any of our friends to see. But, I really wanted those kinds of date nights with Kai just to see how it would feel. Sex was good, hell great, but it didn’t replace the romance. Yet, somewhere in between Jay’s attempt to wine and dine me, and Kai’s great sex I was happy. Together they made the perfect man!
I was startled out of my day dreaming from the sound of a bang slamming down on my desk. Promptly looking back to see Tori standing over me, her barely whispering angry voice announced “What the fuck is this!” as she leaned over my shoulder. My eyes got big and I burst into laughter as I saw the dark brown curly haired little baby girl in a light purple summer dress lying across my desk.
“O my Tori she looks like your twin!” I couldn’t stop laughing! I couldn’t believe that Joe had me pick out this doll for Tori all along and I hadn’t thought about it since
that day.
“I’m glad you’re getting a kick out of this Mae, read the tag.”
I picked up the doll making sure to hold her like a real baby to irritate Tori even more. The doll had a tag around it’s wrist just like the ones babies wear in the hospital. On the dolls bracelet it read: This could be yours.
“That’s so sweet Tori! So what are you going to do?” Putting the most sincere look on my face I awaited her answer.
The only answer I got was Tori snatching the doll from off my desk, and stomping back to her cubicle. I guess things were beginning to get to real for Tori and it was time for her to make some decisions! That was my pick me up for the day. These office lesbians have gone too far! I laughed again at my new term for them because that was exactly what they were office lesbians. Joe had a husband, and Tori had Joe’s husband. Just one big mess!
Now that Kai had become a part of my daily routine I was working overtime. Trying to lie and come up with excuses to be out of the house wasn’t always the easiest thing to do. Not only that, but I was living a double life. Often cooking meals for two households I was happy that I didn’t have two families! Kai was one man and making him a meal usually meant leftovers that would last at least an additional two days.