by Twyla Turner
“Slut.” Mia heard the softly spoken word behind her back.
She glanced back. “Yeah, but a satisfied slut. Twice.” She held up two fingers and winked at the woman and Luke who had stepped out of the bathroom after adjusting his pants. The woman dropped her mouth open in shock, and then Mia turned and strutted away.
She walked through the party feeling eyes all over her. She was sure that most of the people there weren’t idiots and knew what she had been up to. Mia was a sexually progressive woman, so it didn’t bother her in the least. If she was at one of her favorite clubs, the exhibitionist in her would have reveled in being watched by the whole damn party. But she assumed this crowd wasn’t into that kind of thing.
Mia caught Evan’s eye and waved at him as she headed for the door. She’d gotten what she’d come for. There was no need stay.
Hump Day
Mia rushed home from the new house she was designing. She weaved through Wednesday evening traffic, trying not to get irritated by everyone’s slow pace. She needed to get home to grab her gym clothes.
Over the weekend, Payton had told them that she had started going to the gym to get healthier and possibly to lose some weight in the hopes of attracting a man to date. Not that the ebony beauty needed to, she was stunning just as she was. But they all agreed that they could get healthier and decided they’d start going with her. Tonight was kickboxing night, so Mia was charged up to go kick the shit out of something. Her clients had been getting on her nerves more than usual lately. So she needed an outlet that wasn’t a human face.
She also couldn’t wait to see if the large red-headed man that had been ogling Payton Monday and Tuesday, would be there again. Mia had a bet going with Royal and Kennedy that today would be the day that he’d make a move on Payton. Mia grinned just thinking about how he pretended to workout, talked to fellow gym goers or the gym employees. All while staring at her longingly. Mia may have been anti-love for herself at the moment, but for her shy and nerdy friend, it was the sweetest thing Mia had ever seen.
After ten more minutes of traffic torture, Mia pulled up to the front of her building. She threw the car into park, grabbed her purse, and power walked into the condo. Her white circle skirt fluttered against her legs as she stepped inside. Her heels clicked against the hardwood floor as she walked towards the stairs up to her apartment. She heard footsteps and glanced up. Standing at the top of the stairs was Luke. Mia realized that he must have been up there trying to see if she was home. A Cheshire Cat smile spread across her lips.
“You said that I’d see you again if it was meant to be. I decided to take fate into my own hands.” Luke grinned confidently, his eyes crinkling.
He sounded confident, but his body language told a different story. His hands were shoved into his suit pants’ pockets and his shoulders were hunched, as if he was nervous she’d turn him down and he was bracing himself for the rejection.
Mia decided to put him out of his misery. I mean it is Hump Day and sex is a great stress reliever. She put her most seductive smile in place and walked slowly up the stairs towards him. Her hips swayed seductively. Her fingertips slid lightly up the banister, stroking the polished wood.
Luke looked gorgeous in a three piece suit. The suit was charcoal gray with a crisp white shirt underneath the fitted vest. A bright cobalt blue tie stood out against the white and gray. At some point, on the way from his job to her building, he’d loosened the tie from around his neck, giving him a somewhat rakish appearance. It screamed, “Distinguished businessman ready to play!” And from the bulge pressing against the material of his expensive gray slacks, Mia could tell he was definitely ready.
“Have you even stopped to see Evan? Or did you come straight up to my condo?” She asked as she came closer to him.
Luke’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he backed up the steps. Not realizing the move turned him into her prey as she stalked towards him.
“I can visit Evan any time,” he smirked.
“True.”
Luke stepped back onto the landing and Mia followed. She sashayed towards him and he backed up until his back hit glass. He quickly glanced back to see that he was up against a window that faced the backyard of her building. Mia glanced out and saw one of her nosy neighbors that lived behind her, pretending to water flowers. The lady always gave Mia a dirty look when she decided to unwind with a glass of wine for the evening on her deck. Mia could see the old woman squinting to see what was going on. So Mia decided to give her a show.
She dropped her black leather laptop bag to the floor and smiled up at Luke as she slid her hands up his chest, over the lapels of his jacket. They snaked around his neck and pulled him down for a blistering kiss. The minute their lips touched, it was like a small flame that burst into a forest fire. Luke’s arms wrapped around Mia and he pulled her into him. Mia gripped his neck tighter, practically climbing up his body. Their hips rolled towards each other as they dry fucked each other through their professional attire.
Mia bit down on his lip and then pulled back, letting his pink lip slid between her teeth. She released his lip and he licked at it to soothe the sting. Slowly, with her eyes on his the whole time, Mia lowered herself down in front of him. She could see hope spark in his eyes as she unzipped his pants.
Yes, papi. You’re about to get eaten alive.
She reached inside and released his rock hard cock from his gray slacks. His excitement was evident in the little pearl of fluid that gathered at the tip. Mia’s tongue flicked out and up, swiping his pre-cum and his hips jerked in answer.
“God, Mia! You’re killing me!” Luke gasped.
Oh, that’s nothing, sweetie.
She circled her tongue around the mushroomed tip, toying with him for just a few seconds. Then Mia opened her throat and plunged down the long shaft of his cock, straight to the base, swallowing him whole. Her gag reflexes had died long ago.
“F-FUCK!” Luke howled uncontrollably.
Mia bobbed her head up and down his length, slurping up every inch of him. Luke’s legs started to tremble, his knees buckling slightly.
“Ah! Ah! Stop! Stop! I’m gonna cum if you keep going. And I still wanna fuck you.” Luke panted as he tried to pull away from Mia’s talented mouth.
His hands reached down and he slid them under her arms, lifting her up from her squatting position in front of him. Luke reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom. He made quick work of rolling it on. Mia glanced out the window and saw the old lady with her mouth hanging open and the water hose forgotten as she flooded one of her plants.
Mia felt Luke’s hands under her skirt and before she could say or do anything she heard the rip as she felt the material of her lacy panties being jerked from her body. He tossed the scraps down and then lifted her up and spun her around to press her back against the window. All as he impaled her in one hard stroke.
“Aaaaah!” Mia gasped.
Mia wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and held onto him with her arms around his neck. Luke’s fingers bit into the ample flesh of her ass as he pummeled her throbbing cunt. He kissed her hard. Their teeth, tongues, and lips came together painfully as he pumped into her.
Luke released her lips to speak through ragged breaths. “I have to see that ass before I cum.”
Mia immediately unwrapped her legs from around his waist and turned in his arms. Her hands pressed against the window, bracing herself for the impact. Sure enough, Luke slapped her ass hard enough to leave a mark and then slammed into her from behind. If it wasn’t for the fact that Mia loved a little pain mixed in with her pleasure, she’d have turned around and popped him good for that slap. But the sensation of the sting, coupled with his delicious length plunging in deep made her thighs tremble and she wobbled slightly on her high heels.
Luke fucked her hard. Every thrust pushed Mia closer and closer to the glass of the window. Until her body was flush against the cool surface that quickly warmed with her heat. Her cheek pressed against th
e window as he ground his hips into her plush ass. Mia’s breath fanned against the glass, causing part of it to fog up with every cry that escaped her lips.
He wrapped his hands around her blonde tipped curls and pulled her head back. His mouth captured hers and their tongues entwined as he continued to stroke into her. His tongue plunged, his dick dipped. Mia pulled her mouth away on a gasp as she felt her core tighten, getting closer to the end.
“Play with my clit!” She demanded.
With one hand, Luke held onto her throat and with the other, he lifted her skirt out of the way to get full access to her swollen nub. He used the slick arousal from her dripping slit to caress circular motions around her clit. Within seconds, Mia lost it. She practically purred as her climax gripped her.
Luke continued to stroke into her as he lightly rubbed her clit and her hips convulsed erratically. Her walls fluttered around him. Her head was thrown back against his shoulder. She felt his grip get tighter around her throat as his cock jerked.
Mia!” Luke shouted as he spilled his seed in the condom.
They both sagged with their release. Mia against the window. Luke against her. Her damp palms slid down the glass, leaving a trail of her smeared fingerprints. Mia opened her eyes.
The little old lady across the way was nowhere to be seen. Though Mia did spy the nearly imperceptible movement of the lady’s hideous flowered curtains. Next, movement drew her eyes up to the deck above the old woman’s place and saw two twenty-something guys standing there clapping and cheering. Mia flushed with pleasure at being watched. She gave them a grin and wave before turning her attention back to her current lover.
“Mmm…” Mia moaned as Luke slipped his softening body from her tender flesh. “That was fantastic.”
Luke turned her in his arms and kissed her hard and long. “Mia, I can’t stop thinking about-” he began but she put her index finger to his lips to silence him.
“I know what you’re going to say,” she shook her head. “Don’t. I really needed that and I’m grateful that you were here. But don’t do it again. Don’t show up on my doorstep hoping I’ll spend time with you or fuck you. I didn’t give you my number for a reason. So showing up at my house is ten times worse. Don’t get me wrong, Luke. You can lay some good damn pipe, but I can tell that you’re seconds away from catching feelings. So this is where I part ways.”
“But-”
“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to get to the gym,” Mia said as she knelt down to pick up her bag.
As she stood back up, Mia could see the deflated look in Luke’s eyes. She took pity on him and gave him a soft kiss on his gray stubble covered cheek.
“See ya,” she said sympathetically before she walked towards the door of her condo.
She didn’t look back as she unlocked the door and stepped inside. She then shut the door on their short fling.
Walk of Shame
“Are you gonna try or what?” Royal huffed, exasperated.
They were at one of their favorite nighttime spots. A bar that drew a somewhat older crowd. A place where the thirty and forty-year-old set could lounge and have some drinks without obnoxious twenty-somethings interrupting their good time. The girls still had a couple of months before they were out of their twenties, but they sure felt like they were already there.
Royal was trying to convince Payton to give the big, redheaded Scotsman from their new gym a chance. But their awkward friend wasn’t being as cooperative as they’d like. The three of them knew that once she let her guard down and pushed aside her fear of men that she’d enjoy spending time with a man. But getting the uber intelligent, uptight woman to get on board was a whole other story.
“Yes. But I don’t have to like it.” Payton pouted.
“Trust me when I say, yes you will,” Mia spoke up. “When you finally get over your aversion to men and get kissed till you’re breathless and get some D that’s so good you could cry and then make it a little golden crown, you’ll like every minute of it. You’ll be ad-dick-ted.”
Mia, Royal, and Kennedy cackled at their inside joke, while Payton just looked at them and shook her head in disgust.
“You’re all sick.”
“If I’m sick, then I don’t wanna be cured,” Mia grinned slyly as she watched a good-looking man walk by. “You’d do well to get down with the sickness, maybe then you’d loosen up. Now, if you ladies will excuse me, my Doppler Dickdar is telling me the forecast looks hot with a one-hundred percent chance of wetness.”
Mia smiled and then stood up from their table. She could feel the three women watched her as she approached the handsome gentleman. He turned to look at her and a huge smile spread across his face when he took her in from head to toe. She was glad that she wore her black, form-fitting jumpsuit with matching black pumps. The heels made her look even taller than she already was. And the jumpsuit hugged every curve of her thick body.
“Hey, handsome,” Mia said as she leaned into him, lightly and flirtatiously caressing his bicep.
He instinctively flexed his muscle to make it harder, trying to show off his physique for her. Mia appraised his appearance up close and was happy with her assessment. He was tall. Much taller than her five-ten stature. It was obvious that he took good care of himself, from what she could see through his fitted polo and jeans. His skin was olive in tone and he looked to be a mix of Caucasian and East Asian. His eyes were a pretty light brown as he gazed at her and his lips were full and shapely as he grinned at her. His hair was parted to the side and slicked down to perfection. And the delicious smelling cologne wafting up from his body almost made Mia salivate.
“Hi,” he responded and his deep voice sent a chill of pleasure down her spine.
“My name is Mia. Yours?” She introduced herself as she held out her hand for him to take.
“Nathan. But you can call me Nate,” he replied. He took her proffered hand and held it gently.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Nate.” Mia toyed with the collar of his shirt flirtatiously. “So Nate, tell me something. Why is a guy as handsome as you, here alone? You have to have a wife or girlfriend somewhere.”
“Actually, no. It’s just me,” he answered as he raised his bare left hand to show her its lack of a ring.
Mia stepped even closer to whisper in his ear, her lips softly caressing the shell of his ear.
“So…are we gonna stay here and have drinks, pretending as if we both don’t want to go somewhere and fuck each other’s brains out? Or are we just gonna skip all that, go back to your place and spend that extra time fucking all night?” Mia asked with her head cocked to the side.
Nate looked at her in awe, nodded his head, and then stood up. He slammed the drink he’d just ordered and then gestured towards the exit.
“After you, Mia.” He offered her his arm and led her towards the entrance. She winked as they passed by the girls’ table, her generous hips sashaying the whole way. The girls stared on in amazement.
~~~
Mia pulled up behind Nate in the driveway of a nice suburban home. She’d trailed him home, not wanting to ride with him and end up stuck at his place all night. Mia preferred a night of marathon sex, and then an easy exit at about four or five in the morning, after her entertainment for the evening had passed out.
Nate came to Mia’s car door and helped her out of her Audi. He took her hand and led her up to the front door and unlocked it. He turned to her and placed his index finger against his lips, telling her to remain silent. Mia frowned.
“I thought you lived alone,” Mia whispered.
“I said that I’m not married or have a girlfriend. I never said I lived alone. But don’t worry, it’s just roommates.” Nate informed her just as quietly.
He guided her through the main level of the house. He didn’t give her much of a chance to see the place, but it looked more like a family home than a home filled with bachelors. Mia just shrugged internally, reminding herself that as always, she was there to get laid,
not to get to know him to start a relationship.
Though she wouldn’t have minded finding a sexual partner that wanted the same things she did. Amazing sex a couple of times a week. Zero dates, except as a stand-in for special events that require a date. No long getting-to-know-you phone calls or conversations. Absolutely no strings attached and no emotions other than complete and utter satisfaction. That sounded like the perfect friends with benefits relationship.
Nate headed towards a door that led downstairs. Mia frowned again and looked around suspiciously. He better not be some loco serial killer leading me down to some Saw type basement where he plans on butchering me.
Nate felt her hesitation and turned back to look at her. “Come on. It’s cool and I don’t bite.”
“That remains to be seen,” Mia said giving him a look of distrust.
Her instincts said he wasn’t a murderer, so against most people’s better judgment, she followed him down the stairs.
The basement was fully finished and set up like a studio apartment. I was actually pretty nice. For a bachelor pad anyway. Sports paraphernalia hung on the walls. And Mia thought she even spied a pinup girl calendar in the dark, over on his desk. Definitely not signs of a fully mature man, which was another of her stipulations for a full-time FWB relationship. But she figured she’d get what she needed and peace out. Never to see him again.
Nate walked up to Mia with a cocky smirk on his face. He reached up and caressed the side of her face. “You’re fine as fuck! I can’t wait to smash you.”
“How old are you?” Mia asked curiously.
“Twenty-three.”
Mia nodded. “That makes sense.”