by N'Tyse
“I have about fifteen minutes before we go back on. Can we talk?”
“And what exactly do you want to talk about, Tyriq?”
“Well, for starters, I want to know if you liked my singing,” he said, giving her a full dimpled smile.
Lyric shook her head. She knew he was messing with her. He walked closer to her and on instinct, she took a few steps back.
“What are you doing?” she asked. His eyes began undressing her. He licked his lips and her panties grew moist. Lawd, it should be a crime for a man to be this fine and sexy, she thought to herself.
“What am I doing, is definitely the question you should be asking,” he told her in a deep, sultry voice. When Tyriq was standing in front of her, he leaned in and grazed her lips. Seeing that she hadn’t moved, he licked her bottom lip and forced her lips open, placing his tongue in her mouth. Deepening the kiss, Tyriq felt her responding to him. His body reacted immediately. He could feel his member grow as she moaned in his mouth. Breaking the kiss, he went straight for her neck.
What was she doing? Lyric wanted to stop him, but his kisses felt like heaven. She had never been kissed with such intensity. Vince never was a romantic type, but she did love the man, until he hurt her. Tyriq tongue-caressed her bare shoulder as he continued to the dip in her breasts. His other hand ran to the open split in her dress. She wore no stockings, as the weather was too warm. Capturing her mouth in a kiss again, he moved his hand to her panties, running his finger over the material. She trembled under his touch. Kissing her harder, he moved the material over some and felt her wetness coat his fingers. She opened her legs and Tyriq explored more. He played with her clit and Lyric’s knees almost buckled. Tyriq made sure to hold on to her. He ended the kiss just as Lyric’s body shook from her orgasm.
Tyriq’s eyes were glazed with desire. “Now that’s what I call sexy,” he told her as he sucked her nectar from his fingers.
Catching her breath, she watched him and it turned her on. Vince would have never done that. Lyric stood and fixed her clothes. She looked at Tyriq again as he grabbed the list off the desk behind her. She had to know, even though at this point she knew she didn’t care. “How old are you?”
Tyriq laughed and his eyes gleamed. “How old do you think I am?”
“I don’t know, thirty?” She took a guess.
He shook his head and licked his lips again as if he was replaying their moment. “Nah, sweetness, I am twenty-six. I will be twenty-seven in May.”
Lyric wanted to gasp. Why did she ask? Twenty-six! What the hell am I doing with this baby? she thought to herself. He was the same age as her nephew. Tyriq’s phone beeped. Checking it, he placed it back in his pocket and gave her a card.
“Time for me to head back, but thank you for this quick and delicious experience. I knew this morning I wanted you. It’s just the beginning for us.” He winked at her as he sniffed his fingers again, smiling, and he was gone. She stood there for a moment. What had she gotten herself into? What she did with him was no way in her character.
Joining her friends, she saw how they were all drunk. They asked her where she’d been?
“The line was long, then I ran into an old friend,” she lied to them. She refused to tell what happened. The rest of the night went on without a hitch. Tyriq locked eyes with her continuously throughout the night. She exhaled.
The night had ended and they were headed to the hotel suite where they would be staying for the next three nights. She took his card out of her purse and read it. Tyriq A Masters, Balladeer. It included the band’s name, Soulfully4U. Before she lost her courage and her good sense, she opened her phone and sent him a text.
Just wanted you to have my number. Lyric.
She blew out a breath and closed her screen. The three-bedroom suite was beautiful. The ladies had a nightcap before heading to their sleeping areas. As Lyric was undressing, her phone went off. She looked at the screen. Tyriq wanted to see her. She texted back where she was and said she could meet him at the pool. She grabbed her glass and finished the drink off before she headed out.
• • •
Tyriq smiled as she came in his direction. She was wearing a baby doll nightie and a long sheer robe with heels. Damn, this woman is on fire and thick in all the right places. He licked his lips. “My goodness, you are absolutely beautiful,” he complimented. They sat together in a corner, out of direct view of anyone.
“So, Tyriq. What am I going to do with you?”
“You ask me that in what you’re wearing? It is taking all my willpower not to undress you and have my way with you.”
“You do realize I am old enough to be your mother?”
“Maybe, but you’re not. And it’s a good thing because I would never do this to my mother,” he told her as he brazenly lowered her robe and exposed her breasts. As he took one in his mouth and sucked her, he rubbed her areola of the other. She took a huge breath and held it as the electricity went through her from her feet to her head. He pulled her on his lap and lay back on the chaise, never breaking his contact with her breasts. Lyric grinded her body on him as her panties got wetter and wetter. She moaned and whispered his name. Tyriq pulled her head down and kissed her hard. She felt him hard on her sweet spot. She shivered. Never had she felt such raw passion for someone she barely knew.
Tyriq ran his tongue over her body, removing the baby doll. She was nude from the waist up. He kissed and sucked her shoulders, her chest, and stomach. He leaned her back on the chaise and removed her panties, lifting her hips toward his face. He bent over and ran his tongue over her clit, becoming intoxicated from her scent. He began rolling his tongue over her clit and feasted on her juices for what seemed like forever to Lyric. She came repeatedly and was still wet.
“Damn, sweetness, I’ve never seen a pussy this wet,” he admitted. He kissed her, allowing her to taste what he’d just experienced. Lyric sighed in his mouth. Tyriq pulled her back onto his lap. She didn’t realize they were both nude until now. He quickly sheathed himself and lowered her down his shaft. He was thick and he went slowly so that her body could adjust to his size.
Lyric once again trembled. She held on to his chest as they both met each other stroke for stroke. Tyriq kissed her to shield her loud moans while he himself was trying to keep from reacting to her. He loved when a woman showed how much she enjoyed the sex and he knew she was. Tyriq felt Lyric tighten her walls on his shaft and he lost it. She began bucking on him and riding him harder. He wasn’t expecting her to take the lead, but he was enjoying it. She arched her back and he could tell she was almost at her brink. He grabbed her buttocks and thrust harder, twisting some until he felt he had hit her G-spot. She screamed in confirmation that she was cumming. Tyriq followed suit.
They both lay there panting hard, neither saying a word. After Lyriq was able to catch her breath, she looked at him again and asked the same question she had asked before they started this. “What am I going to do with you?”
Tyriq kissed her and laughed. “I am sure we can think of a few things!” he told her, glancing down at their nude sweaty bodies. They lay there for a few more minutes before getting dressed. They sat in the midst of their sex smell and actually had a decent conversation for the next hour. It was nearly four a.m. when she told him she should get back upstairs. “When can I see you again?” he asked her, giving her a small kiss on her hand before releasing it.
“I am here until Sunday. Just call me,” she replied. They parted ways and she went upstairs to shower again. When she got in bed, she heard her phone go off. Looking at the text, she smiled. Tyriq told her that she was the first older woman he had ever attempted to talk to and that he was willing to show her he would be worth it all. What he didn’t know was that this night alone was worth it all. She had never experienced such an intense sexual encounter in her life. She had met Vincent when she was in college. She was a virgin when they got together. So in her entire life, she only had three lovers: Vince, a one-night stand with an old
friend, and now Tyriq. She had missed out on a lot, she thought, as she fell into a deep sleep.
The moment she woke up, Lyric’s thoughts went straight to Tyriq and what they had done last night. While they were eating breakfast, Donna caught her off guard.
“And where did you disappear to last night?”
“Wh…what do you mean?” she stammered.
“Well, I came to check on you and you weren’t in your bed.”
Thinking quickly, she tried to blow off Donna’s questions as the other two friends had stopped eating and were waiting for her reply. “I went to get some ice and then decided to get some air as well. I wasn’t gone that long,” she replied with a straight face as to not give herself away. She didn’t dare tell them she saw Tyriq last night. She loved her friends, but this was something she was keeping under wraps.
Donna eyed her but didn’t say anything else. She continued eating, pretending to be all into her food. The ladies had decided to do some shopping and then catch a movie. As they were headed into the movies, her cell phone went off. She read the message and blushed.
See you tonight. Same place and time.
She sent a quick “yes” and turned her attention to her friends and the movie. The ladies had decided to party in the room. They had food, music, and plenty of liquor. They played Truth or Dare and shot games. Checking her watch, it was almost time for her to meet Tyriq. Everyone was passed out except her. She was the only one who could always hold her liquor better than the others. She showered quickly, then slipped into some night shorts and a tank. She covered with a robe and headed to the pool area. She was surprised to see Tyriq already there waiting for her. He had on gray cargo pants and a crème-colored polo. He looked delicious. Soon as she walked over, he took her in his arms and kissed her. After a few minutes, she broke the kiss. They were both breathing hard. “Wow, now that’s a hello.”
“I have been thinking about you all day.”
“Have you now? And what were you thinking?”
Arching his brow, he asked, “Are you sure you wanna know all that?” Catching his devilish implications, she smiled at him.
“Yes. I asked.”
“Well, how about I show you instead?”
“You still have my attention,” she replied.
He walked around her and began kissing the back of her neck. He held her stomach as he grinded his shaft in her backside. He kissed her back slowly as he removed her robe. Letting her straps fall to the side, he tongued her shoulders. “You smell good,” he whispered, getting on his knees and planting kisses down her back and buttocks. He bent her over the chair, slid up her body, and all she felt was the electricity between them. She heard him opening the condom wrapper. As he moved the flimsy material to the side with his hand, he gradually made his entrance. Her juices coated his tip instantly. Her body pushed back and she let him fill her.
Tyriq lifted her body some as he thrust into her. It was the most exquisite feeling. He kept doing this until she was about to explode.
He released her and she tilted and opened her legs a little more. He took the hint. He began to thrust harder and deeper, grabbing her hair. “Your pussy is so wet. My goodness, you are making it hard for me to concentrate,” he said, pounding into her. The only sound that could be heard was the slapping of their skin. When she thought he was about to cum, she pushed him back and fell to her knees, taking him inside of her mouth. She sucked and slurped on his shaft. He grabbed her head and told her he was cumming. She arched her mouth so she could deep-throat him, and soon after felt his release. She swallowed his seed down, making sure she didn’t miss a drop. He tasted like candy. “Damn, now that’s what’s up.” He pulled his pants up and pulled her into his lap. They fell back onto the chaise that was next to the table. “You know I can get addicted to you?”
“Well, we both know that can’t happen. I think we both know what this is?” She looked him dead in the face.
“And what is that?” he said.
“Sex.”
“Oh, so you just want me for sex?” he asked, feigning hurt feelings. Lyric looked at him and took a moment to respond. She didn’t know how to take his comment. This was all new to her.
“Well, isn’t this what this is about?”
“Just because it started that way doesn’t mean that it has to continue that way.”
“Okay, so explain to me what you want, Tyriq. I am almost half your age. What do you think you could really offer me outside of great sex?”
“I could offer you a lot of things if I was given the chance. Haven’t you ever heard that song, ‘Age Ain’t Nothing But A Number’?”
Lyric laughed. She had to because she didn’t know how else to respond. She wasn’t going to admit to this young stud that she wasn’t experienced with men that much.
“Yes I’ve heard it. But that still doesn’t tell me what you want from all this.”
“What I want is simple. I want you, and I want to be able to show you how serious I am. If withholding this is a first step, then I can do that as well.”
Lyric didn’t respond. Could she see herself dating him? It wasn’t like he didn’t have anything going for himself. He obviously wasn’t in the streets. Even with all that, she had to look at what people would say. Would they say she was going through a midlife crisis because of her divorce? Or was she trying to prove a point because Vincent had done exactly what she was contemplating on doing.
Returning to work the following Monday, she was in her comfort zone. She had completed a party order when a bouquet of assorted color roses was placed in front of her. She looked up to see Tyriq holding them. She instantly blushed. “What are you doing here?” she asked, not hiding the surprise in her voice.
“You know I asked myself that same question as I headed here. I missed you,” he said, sounding very sincere. Lyric noticed that her staff and customers were watching them. She excused herself and led him to her office. Closing the door behind them, he took a seat as she placed the flowers in a vase.
“Tyriq, I have to admit. I didn’t think I would see you again.”
“Yea, I can feel that. It took a lot for me to even come to this. But I told you I wanted you in my life and not only as some sex toy.”
Knowing that she did like him, she also missed the contact they had. She had already made her decision. “I will agree if you agree to let us do this discreetly. I am not ready to have my friends all in my business.”
“You sure that’s why you want the discretion? Or are you ashamed of our age difference?”
“No, no, that’s not it. I just need to be able to handle all this. And look at you, no woman would ever be ashamed of you,” she said, motioning to his body. He was wearing a gray T-shirt that clung to him and black jeans. His dimples became more pronounced as he smiled at her comment. It made her heart melt. He walked toward her and lifted her chin. They were lip to lip.
“The only woman I want is you,” he declared, connecting their lips. The kiss felt different than before, as if it was filled with more than merely lust. She exhaled and deepened the kiss. As he moved in closer to her body, there came a knock on the door. Her assistant manager called her name on the other side of the door.
“Lyric, you have an urgent request call on line three.”
“Okay. I will take it in here, Vera. Thank you,” she yelled back. Looking over at Tyriq who was now wearing her lipstick color, she smiled. “I have to take this. Do you want to come over for dinner tonight?”
He licked his lips and kissed her briefly. “Send me the address, sweetness, and I will be there. Enjoy the rest of your day,” he told her before heading out of her office.
She picked up her phone. “Lyric speaking, how I may help you?”
She tried to keep a professional demeanor. The rest of the day was filled with special orders and maintaining her shop. She barely had time to think about her morning conversation with Tariq. Since being on the news segment, her business had tripled. She had to have a
meeting with her two managers regarding expansion and hiring additional staff. The building next door was vacant and would provide the perfect space to accommodate the needs of her store. She would leave the hiring up to them, as they both had been with her since she had opened her bakery’s doors.
• • •
Before heading home, she had stopped by the store for the ingredients that she would need for tonight. She started dinner and then headed to get dressed. She chose to wear a maxi dress for the occasion. As she was finishing up her makeup, the doorbell rang. Looking at her watch, she noticed Tyriq was early. She didn’t bother to look out the peephole and just opened the door. Her smile turned into a frown when she saw that it was Vince and not her date. “Vince, what the hell are you doing here?”
“Is that your way of saying you don’t want to invite me in?” He still managed to step around her and walk into the house. He strolled into the living room and saw it was set for a romantic dinner. “Guess I interrupted your plans,” he said with a smirk on his face.
“Actually you haven’t interrupted anything because you are leaving. Whatever it is that you came here for can wait until tomorrow. Now go!” she told him, pushing him back toward the door.
“Wait a minute. I just wanted to talk to you. See how you’ve been.”
“Call me tomorrow if you are really that interested,” she said, closing the door in his face. She leaned up against it and didn’t move from her position until she heard him walking down the steps. Why was he bothering her? The last thing she needed was this mess. She made her way toward the kitchen to get the food out of the oven when the doorbell rang again. Thinking it was Vince coming back, she yelled as she was opening the door, “You just don’t take no for an answer!”
Tyriq looked behind him and then held his hands up. “Well, I think I can now,” he said, laughing.
“I’m sorry. I thought you were my ex-husband. He just showed up unexpectedly.”