The doorbell rang, catching me off guard. Since I was expecting the package for Bryon's mom, I figured it was the delivery man. I looked down at my outfit and sighed. I didn't want to open the door in just a T-shirt, so I ran into his room and found a pair of sweats laying on a chair, put them on, and went to the door. I used the drawstring to make them fit a little more, and opened the door. To my surprise, it wasn't the delivery man, but a woman with the same features as Bryon and Jason. I looked into her light brown eyes with a smiled.
"Hello."
"Well, hi. And you are?" the woman asked curiously.
"Oh, I'm Asia. I work with Bryon. He had to leave unexpectedly."
"Oh. I don't want to alarm you. I'm his mom, Sabrina." She held out her hand. I shook it then moved aside so she could come in.
"I guess you're wondering why I'm at his place." I said to her.
She smiled and sat on the couch. "Honey, you don't have to explain anything to me. I know my son is a bit of a player, which I've always disliked about him, but it's not my place to judge."
I moved closer to her. "Oh, no it's nothing like that. We were working on a campaign."
"Oh really? So why are you wearing his clothes?"
I blushed, and she laughed. "Like I said, it's not my place to judge. So, you're the new girl Bryon hired. I didn't think I would be meeting you like this. How did you all meet?"
"We met at the coffeehouse on Ellen and Wheeler. We'd been hanging out and I mentioned I was looking for a marketing job, and the rest is history."
Sabrina nodded. "That's Bryon, always helping someone in need."
I smiled as she got up and went into the kitchen. "I guess my package hasn't arrived yet. I wasn't going to be at home, so I asked Bry to get it."
"No, it hasn't yet. That's why he asked me to stay."
"Okay, well, since I'm here, you can go ahead and leave."
"That's okay. I don't mind staying."
She stared at me, while I nervously made my way back to the couch. Her gaze moved to my ring finger.
"Are you married?"
I swallowed the lump in my throat. Let the judging begin.
"Yes, I am."
"And your husband is okay with you being in another man's place wearing his clothes?"
"There's a reason I'm wearing his clothes."
The door opened, and Bryon walked in. I breathed a sigh of relief. e
He looked surprised to see his mom and slowly set his keys down.
"Mom, what are you doing here?"
"I thought the delivery man would have dropped off my package by now, but I've found something a bit more interesting," she replied, staring at me.
"I see you've met Asia."
"Yes, I have. I have an idea: Why don't I order some dinner, and we can all talk? In fact, invite your brother and Maxine over."
"What? Mom, that's not necessary."
"Son, I haven't seen you and your brother in days; I think it would be good for all of us to spend some time together."
I looked over at Bryon who gave me an apologetic look. I didn't know if I should try to find a way to get out of this, but with how Bryon was looking, I figured I should stay.
"I should check and see if your dress is dry," he said, walking towards the laundry room.
I glanced at Sabrina, who smiled.
"Asia, it's just a friendly dinner. I just want to get to know you, because evidently, I'll be seeing more of you."
"Maybe so –"
"One thing I can say about my son is that with all the women he's dated, one has never set foot in his home. Not many of them anyway since I decorated the place, and they figure he's a mama boy. Even though he is, I still give him room to breathe. And as far as you being married, that's for you and the Lord to figure out. I just hope you don't put my son in any type of danger."
"We're not together."
"I think otherwise."
Bryon walked back in with my dress in his hand, and his mom went into the kitchen.
"I'm really sorry. I didn't know she was going to stop by."
"It's okay. But she thinks we're together."
"Kind of figured that. She probably mentioned that you're the first woman to be here, too."
"Yes, she did."
"It's true. I usually don't bring anyone here. Either I go to her place or just get a room somewhere."
"Wait, you brought me here the day after you met me."
He smiled. "Yeah, I did."
"What makes me so different?"
"You're pretty special."
"And you knew that in two days?"
"Asia, I saw that the first day I met you. Anyone can see that. You just don't."
My stomach did little flip flops when he said that. Could it be butterflies? I hadn't experienced those since I'd first started dating Dwight.
I clutched my dress against my chest as his eyes bored into mine. We were still staring at each other when Sabrina began talking.
"I ordered barbecue from Jimmy's; I hope you don't mind, Asia."
"No, not at all."
"Great. You might want to keep those comfy clothes on. Jimmy's food is messy."
"I know about Jimmy's all too well. That was my mom's favorite place." I felt a little sad then felt Bryon's hand go across mine. I looked at him, appreciating the gesture. .
The doorbell rang, Sabrina went to it open the door. Jason and his wife walked into the condo. Maxine looked as if she was ready to pop.
"Hey. That was fast; I just texted you," Bryon said to Jason while giving Maxine a hug.
"We were in the area. Maxie wanted ice cream at the shop up the street."
"What can I say, the baby wants it," she explained, sitting on the couch.
She looked at me with a smile.
"You must be Asia. Jase has told me a lot about you, especially since you got these two the Drake Motors account. Great job, by the way."
"Thanks. Jason talks about you all the time as well."
"I'm sure he does. But he probably doesn't mention how much of a pain I'm being with this baby in me. I'm ready for her to come," she told me while leaning back on the couch.
"I can imagine."
"So Asia, we didn't even know you were here, let alone staying for dinner," Jason said.
"It was unexpected," Bryon told him.
"I wanted to get to know your new employee, especially since she's made herself at home in Bryon's place," Sabrina interrupted.
I cringed a little, which I'm sure Bryon and Jason caught.
"Mom, do you really have to go there?"
"I wasn't being mean or throwing shade as you all say. I was just saying. I saw her wearing your clothes, and you handing her dress to her. It means you two are together, but she's married. I raised you better than that, Bryon."
"It's not what you think, Mom."
"Explain to me what is going on."
"I really think I should go," I told them. I had already packed up my things when Sabrina was grilling Bryon, so all I needed to do was head out the door.
"Please stay, Asia. I really want you to," Sabrina pleaded.
Bryon sighed and walked over to me. "If you want to leave, that's fine; I'll completely understand. But my mom will probably try to get to know you another day. She'll probably even stop by the office, so there's no way to avoid her."
I looked over at Sabrina, who was nodding and smiling.
I put my things down and went to the kitchen. I might as well tough it out. It couldn't be that bad, could it?
Bryon
I couldn't believe my mom! It was bad enough that she was at my place, but she didn't have a right to grill Asia the way she did! I was embarrassed and wished the night was over already. But I knew it was just the beginning. After my mom's package and the food arrived, we all sat at my dining table, getting ready to eat ribs, sausage links, potato salad, and jalapeño baked beans. I sat beside Asia, who gave me a shy smile before taking a bite of potato salad. It would be nice if it was ju
st us, but the dinner was kind of awkward with my entire family there.
"So Asia, Jason was telling me that you're a writer also and that you're working on a book. How's that coming along?" Maxine asked, taking a bite of her rib.
"It's going great. I've written a lot of great material lately."
"I love to read, so I'd be happy to get an advance copy of your book."
"Good luck with that. She doesn't let anyone read her new material," I said, laughing and giving her a sexy grin. She glanced at me, speechless, then her eyes lowered to my lips. Her expression made me think thoughts I shouldn't have been, especially in front of my mom.
I suddenly heard my mom clear her throat, which made Asia nearly knock over her water glass. I caught it before it spilled out.
"Sorry," she muttered, embarrassed by what happened. My mom chuckled then asked, "Bry, can I talk to you for a second?"
"Sure, Mom."
We both got up and headed to my bedroom. I felt like a little kid about to be disciplined as I followed her in. She closed the door.
"What is really going on with you two? Now, I said I wasn't going to say anything, but this is really weird."
"How is this weird?"
"She's married, Bry. It's clear that you really like her."
"I do, Mom. But you don't know the entire situation."
"I don't? Like I mentioned, you saw a damsel in distress, and you wanted to help her. Now, you're in love with her, which you don't want to admit."
"I'm not admitting it because I'm not."
"Son, you're talking to your mom. You know you can't hide anything from me."
I sighed and sat on my bed. My mom sat beside me and took my hand.
"You're right; I don't know what's going on. Asia seems like a nice girl, but I don't want you to get hurt. She could always go back to her husband or you could get caught in some deadly triangle because you don't know what her husband is capable of."
"Mom, you don't have to worry about me. I can take care of myself. As for her husband, he's barely in the picture."
"If that's the case, why is she still with him?"
"That's something she has to figure out. Me, I'm just there for her as a friend. She doesn't have any, so I just want to help her out, that's all."
"It's more than that, and you know it."
"Maybe it is, I don't know. Right now, we're just friends and co-workers."
My mom shook her head. "You're a grown man, so I can't say anything further, but just keep in
mind that this situation could turn ugly."
"If it does, then it does; but I'm sure I can handle it."
My mom held up her hands in surrender and shook her head again. "If you say so. But I do have
one more thing to say."
"What's that?"
"At least she's not like some of those women you've brought around me, especially that last girl.
You nearly gave me a damn heart attack with her."
I smiled. "Sorry about that."
"Just don't bring those type of women around me, and we'll be cool, got it?"
I laughed. "Yes, Mama."
"Good, now come on, and let's finish dinner. After that, I'll leave you two alone."
"You know you're welcome to stay longer."
"I would, but I got my package now, so I can go home." We got up. She pulled me into her arms
and hugged me tightly.
"I love you, Bry, always remember that."
"I know, just like I love you."
We went back to the dining area and saw that Jason and Maxine were about to leave, with to-go
plates, of course.
"Sorry to eat and run, but Maxie is tired," Jason explained.
"No problem. I'll see you at the office tomorrow," I said and gave him a brotherly hug.
Maxine went to Asia and hugged her. "It was nice to meet you."
"Likewise. I hope we can talk some more soon."
"Of course. Besides, I'll have to once I finish your first book."
"Trust me, you'll love it," I said.
My mom fixed a to-go plate as well, saying she was leaving to "enjoy her package." I'm not sure what
was in there, but it was probably best that I didn't.
Once everyone left, I closed the door and turned to Asia with an apologetic smile.
"I'm really sorry. I didn't think the day would end like this."
"It's okay. I actually had a great time."
"I didn't want you to be put on the spot like that."
"It's fine, Bryon."
I nodded. "If you want a to-go plate, you can fix one."
She glanced at me. "Are you kicking me out?"
"No, but I know you probably need to head out."
"I guess I should, but let me help you clean up first," she said with a sigh. We began clearing
food from the table. As Asia put containers into the refrigerator, I leaned against the wet bar and
looked at her.
"How would you feel about coming with me to Austin next month?"
She stopped cleaning and looked at me. "Why?"
"There's a conference for marketing executives, and I thought it would be great for the agency to
go and be involved in the workshops and network a bit."
"So Jason's coming too?"
"He hasn't told me yet. Would it be a problem if it was just you and me?"
I waited for her response, and she finally smiled. "Not at all."
"Cool. I'll let you know later next week about travel and hotel accommodations. I'll probably
just drive up there, so we can ride together if your husband doesn't have a problem with it."
"He shouldn't since it's for work."
I nodded. "Okay."
She put away the last container then grabbed her dress from the couch. "I probably should head out, but
I'll change first."
"Okay."
She went to the bathroom and closed the door. I was wiping down the table when she reappeared.
She handed me my clothes.
"I can wash them for you if you want. I usually try to do my laundry on Tuesdays since that's when I go
to the laundromat."
"You don't have a washer and dryer at your aunt's?"
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, but we still have to wash our clothes at the laundromat."
I shook my head. "You can always wash your clothes here."
"And how will I explain that to Dwight?"
"Just say you went to the laundromat. He won't know the difference."
"That's true. Well, I'll see you tomorrow."
I nodded and watched her get her things. She was walking to the door, swaying those hips of hers
making my manhood rise. Before she could make it to the door, I went over and placed my hands on her
waist. I couldn't see her expression, but I knew she was shocked. I had to touch her; I needed to feel
her body against mine, her ass grinding on me like in the office her first day. I hadn't even experienced her
yet, and I was already feenin' for her. That's how much of an effect she had on me.
"Bryon," she whispered.
"I needed to touch you," I explained.
Her breathing became shallow as I leaned her against the door. I didn't want to scare her,
so I backed away. She turned around and pulled me to her, surprising me. I was still holding her as she
looked into my eyes.
"I shouldn't feel this way about you," she whispered.
"Feel what way?"
"Desire, lust... I don't know."
My hand moved to her thighs, and she started breathing heavily. I figured she was feeling the
same as I was as our bodies moved together. I didn't know if I should continue, but the look in her eyes
told me she didn't want me to quit.
"Do you want me to stop?" I asked.
She shook her head, and I moved my hand to the edge of her p
anties. Feeling the satin had my
dick on hard. She didn't take her eyes off of mine, and my finger slowly rubbed her clit. She
closed her eyes, letting out the sexiest moan I'd ever heard from a woman.
I wanted to move her to the couch, but I couldn't. I felt if I did, the moment would leave and I didn't want that. I needed this moment, to see the expressions she made and the sounds she gave as I pleasured her body. I needed to see this through.
I continued touching her, but she stopped me midway, and I was a little disappointed. But I quickly realized it wasn't because of what I was doing; she stopped me because she wanted to be more comfortable.
She took me to the couch and slowly kissed me. I held her and felt a spark. I hadn't felt that before; this woman was definitely something special. Pulling me down, she spread her legs so I could come in. I pulled down her panties so I could finish what I started. But I didn't want to have sex with her just yet; I wanted to pleasure her. She wrapped her legs tightly around my waist as I rubbed her clit. I slowly inserted my finger in her, and she moaned softly. Fuck, she's tight. That made me want her even more.
I kissed her neck while moving my finger in and out of her. She reached for my lips, slightly pulling on them, and I increased my speed. Then, I carefully inserted another one in, causing her body to squirm and letting me know she was close to her breaking point.
"Come on, Asia; let me see you come."
It seemed like her body had a mind of its own as her legs shook against me. She squeezed me and let out a satisfied moan, which sounded so good. Damn, I didn't know if I wanted her to leave me now.
"Bryon," she whispered as her body relaxed. She stared at me, like she was surprised what had just happened. I glanced at her, noticing how wet she was from her orgasm. My dick was throbbing. I needed a fucking release from what I'd just seen. She looked at me, knowing exactly what I was thinking, but I wasn't going to let her. Not tonight anyway.
"You should let me," she told me.
I shook my head. "No. I only wanted to pleasure you. I'll find another way to release."
"I'm glad you're considerate of my feelings, but please, let me," she insisted with a smile.
Asia gently pushed me back against the couch and slowly unbuckled and unzipped my jeans.
She stared at me, pulling them down along with my boxers. Her gaze moved down t my body,
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