Freaed Out

Sunday afternoon, I went home and sat in a warm bath, Noni FaceTime'd me, "Hey you, how'd it go?"

She looked as if she was out walking. "It went well. I suppose. I don't plan on doing it again."

"What's the matter, was his stroke game not fire?"

I laughed, "it was straight. I just don't see what's the purpose. He's married."

She nodded, well his wife and I still hook up. It's fun. I know there's no attachment because she's married and her family doesn't know that she swings both ways.

My body shifted in the tub, "Are those tits I see?" She asked.

I moved the phone, "I'm in the tub."

"Thought you giving me a show." She joked with a huge smile. "Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow." I ended the call and stood; my body half covered in suds. I thought about Friday, Saturday, and Sunday morning, I went from being a virgin to being completely freaked out!!

Monday morning, I vowed to myself that I was not going to get sucked into the tangled web that presented itself to me. I sat at my desk, business, as usual, answering calls and processing paperwork, when I received an instant message from Ken asking me to go to his office. I stood up, adjusted my frames, and headed back to his office.

I tapped on the door lightly, I heard him say, "Enter." I walked in, he sat at his desk, watching me walk toward him. I stopped in front. There was a long rectangular box sitting in front of him, sitting on a stack of papers. He picked the box up with both hands and stood, "I have something." He reached it out towards me.

Slowly, I took the box, "You didn't have to do this."

He smiled, "I wanted to." He waited eagerly for me to open the box, so I did, and inside was a diamond necklace.

I looked into his eyes, "Wow, I can't--"

"Of course, you can." He replied and walked over to me, taking the necklace out of my hand and placing it on my neck.

"Thank you."

"It looks beautiful on you." He gave me that sexy side smile. My insides were putty. How was I going to have the strength to walk away from him? "I should get back to work," I said, trying to excuse myself before I did anything I'd regret.

He placed his hands on my hips, and held me in place, "Amy is out of town for the next several days."

My heart started beating so fast in my chest. "I was hoping that you would keep me company," he said.

"Won't your wife be upset?"

"We won't tell her." He smiled, "But seriously, she's okay with it. She knows I like you. She saw how I was with you." He waited for my response.

I smiled, "Okay." He leaned in and gave me the sweetest peck on my mouth.

When lunchtime arrived, I went to the breakroom to eat, Noni saw the necklace, she grinned, "Alright Sash, way to go. I only got a gift card to Red Lobster."

I felt a little weird. I touched the pendant, "You don't think I should give it back?"

"Fuck no! I'm pretty sure you earned it." She smiled devilishly. "Anything you get, keep." She ate from her container a piece of grilled chicken, she held her fork out to me, still chewing, but trying to speak, "Just...don't read too much into anything. Have fun."

I nodded. Fun. Is that what this was supposed to be, fun? My mind wandered to when Bill had visited the office earlier. I was never one to think that when a man simply looked at me, that he wanted something with me, but Bill's looks were something. Almost as if he was undressing me and eye fucking me. So I asked her, "Have they ever made you do anything with any of their friends?"

Her face became a little flushed, "They can't make you do anything. I did sleep with Bill. He was a monster in bed, not necessarily in a bad way, but he likes it rough. Are you thinking about it?"

I quickly shook my head. I had no intentions of sleeping with any of their friends. I had had more than enough with his wife looking on and inviting herself to my body. I only wanted Ken.

At home, after a nice shower, looking at myself in the mirror, I pulled my hair up in a bun, laid my edges. Did a light beat on my face. My skin was clear. It had a dark mocha hue with natural highlights that accentuated my high cheekbones. I just added a little eye color and mascara.

I had the cutest lace red bra and thong set. I remember Ken saying how much he loved the color red, one time we were all having lunch. I also donned a red wrap-around dress that tied in the front on my left side. I smiled. I looked cute. I put on my black heels, grabbed my purse, and left my apartment.

As I was on my way to my car, I was greeted by a familiar face. The way his eyes shined when he saw me all dolled up, "Wow, a hot date?" He asked.

I smiled, "Yeah, something like that." It was the guy I had met in the park. He wore a pair of slacks with a white chef's coat and a hat.

"He's a lucky man," he said as he checked me out in a sweet way, not all intrusive like Bill had done earlier.

So of course, my face was lit up like a Christmas tree on December 24th, which provoked his smile. "Thank you," I replied.

"Is it serious or can you um, have friends, you know other prospects?"

"I can have friends," I replied.

"Put my number in your phone," he said. I took my phone out of my purse and he gave me his number to me. "Alright, hit send, so I can lock you in...I don't answer calls from just anybody, only the special ones."

I smiled and hit send. His phone rang, "Sasha, right?"

I nodded, "Yes, Sasha."

"Well, I guess, I have to let you go. Have fun, but not too much fun."

I smiled. "I'll see what I can do" I replied and headed to my car. I got in my car feeling super excited and ultra-sexy. I had not felt that wonderful before. I went to spend time with Ken.

I had arrived at Ken's home. And I'm not going to lie, just anticipating seeing him already had my lower region throbbing. I got out of my car and strutted up to the door, he must have known I was there before I could ring the doorbell, the door swung open and he stood in a pair of dress slacks a polo style shirt, and held a glass of something bubbly in his hand.

I walked inside, he handed me a glass, "You look beautiful."

"Thank you."

He started walking, "Come with me, we'll head down. I had some food catered; I didn't know if you had eaten." I followed him and we went to the basement.

On the counter, there was shrimp, cheese and crackers, and sushi rolls. We fixed ourselves a plate and sat at the island. The way his eyes covered me, so sexy.

"Sasha, tell me something about yourself."

"Well, there isn't much to know. I was adopted as a baby. I lived in Charlotte with my adopted parents, until, I decided to finally attend college here, I'm into law-related TV shows, I love outdoors, and I'm addicted to chocolate."

He smiled, "So, your parents told you that you were adopted, or did you just figure it out?"

"It was sort of obvious. They're both White."

He nodded, "Yeah, that would give it away."

"I mean, you don't notice until other people make you aware. I mean, they were good about making sure that I loved who I was and teaching me to be a good person and to just respect all people. What about you?"

"I'm from here, born and raised. I've watched this city go from being a small industrial town to what it is now. It's incredible."

"So how did you and Amy meet?"

"You know, our parents hung in the same socialite circles. My dad suggested that we go out. At first, I was like, she's a little older than me, but Amy was and still is a beautiful woman. Her family is pretty powerful in this area. Having those connections was something my father felt would lead to success. Our marriage is one of convenience, but we do care for each other."

I nodded. He looked at my empty plate, "I can take that." He took the plate and went around to the dishwasher and set them inside. "More champagne?"

"Sure."

We sat and talked a little longer, he asked, "Have you ever thought about finding your birth parents?"

I nodded, a sadness that had lingered in my heart arose, "I did try for a while. It became exhausting and depressing. So, I abandoned it. I figured, if they wanted to meet me, they would have made finding them a little easier. I'm good with it though." The truth was, I wasn't; my heart still had so many questions.

Looking into his beautiful baby blues, I asked, "And have you ever thought about--" I had to catch myself.

His lips parted, revealing his nice teeth, "Have I ever what?"

I shrugged it off. He laughed, "Come on, you wanted to ask me something, ask?"

"Okay, have you ever thought about something other than this? You know a life with a woman that loves you, that only wanted to be with you, kids?"

I could see that deep lingering sadness in him, behind his soft smile as he sighed,

"Kids...well, Amy doesn't want any, she did say I could have someone have our child, like a surrogate, a woman that loves me, just me--" he stood up and reached for my hand. I stood up and looked up into his eyes, "Could you be that woman?" He smiled.

I smiled girlishly, "I mean if you weren't already taken. I could."

He kissed my forehead, then my mouth, I could still taste the champagne on his tongue.

He began to speak in a low sexy voice, "Do you like being with me?" His hands caressed me.

I nodded, "I do."

"Do you like when I taste you?"

"I do."

"Do you like when I do this?" His hand slipped under my dress, ran up my inner thigh, and found me already moist, "You do like it don't you." We chuckled.

"Every time I think about you, I get excited, I can't help it."

He looked into my eyes, "Really what do you like most?"

"I love how gentle you are with me, the way you kiss, and hold me, how you look into my eyes while were doing it, it's so, so intense, it makes me--"

"Climax harder."

"Yeah."

"Do you want me right now?"

"I do."

"Do you trust me?"

I gave him a look, "That depends."

He smiled, "I want to have complete control of your body. I want to tie you up. I promise I would never hurt you. You can trust me."

I nodded, "okay."

We went to the bedroom, where the lights were low, the candles burned a fragrant smell, I undressed, "So beautiful," he said looking at me, "You don't have to be shy or embarrassed around me. I love your body."

I relaxed. I watched him undress, he was a fine specimen of a man. The way his abs flowed down to that perfect V and all of him just hung there like an elephant trunk, I couldn't help but blush.

I lay in the bed, and he attached my ankles to the straps. I was spread so wide, like a split, then my wrists were attached. I was completely open to him. He could have me how he wanted. As I lay there, anticipating his first touch, all I could hear was Noni, "Just have fun." I relaxed. I felt his fingertips dance across my chest as he reached for my right breast and then I felt his tongue. The way he suckled my nipples, left me in a puddle.

He made his way to my navel and stopped, looking up into my eyes. His thumb strummed me as his fingers entered. He stayed locked in my gaze, watching, as I indulged in the pleasure he gave me. He did it until my leg shook, I wanted to flinch, but my legs were wide open. He smiled and bit his lip before he drank from my cup. How I wanted to run my fingers through his soft thick hair, I could only moan, bite my lip, and watch as he licked me like a lollipop. When my back arched and I moaned, "baabbbbbyyyy." He stopped. Wiping his mouth and positioning himself between my legs.

He lifted my hips and entered my gateway. He felt marvelous. His fullness pressed against my walls. I felt all of him in every stroke. His hands gripped my breasts as he thrust repeatedly. But what he didn't know was I had been reading up on pompoir, the act of tightening the vaginal muscles while the penis is inside. So, I contracted and I saw his reaction and heard his moan, I liked it, so I kept doing it, I could see him biting his lip, making faces, his breathing heavy, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, until finally, he pulled out and released on my tummy.

He was still flinching as it was erupting from him. He collapsed on the bed next to me catching his breath and finally, he cleaned me off and then released my limps from the ties. "Come here," he said and I slid next to him and lay in his arms, my leg draped over his thigh. I watched the rise and fall of his chest. He kissed the top of my head.

He chuckled, which provoked me to ask, "what?" but I had a feeling about why he laughed.

"You learned some new tricks."

"Did you like it?"

"I loved it. I wasn't expecting to cum for at least another five minutes."

I smiled and gave him a little kiss on his chest. He lifted my chin and kissed me. He looked into my eyes for several moments, "I love you." he said. My head almost exploded. What was he even saying?

I looked away, "You can't say that to me. You have to take it back." I looked at him.

He looked confused, "Why would I take it back?"

"Because you can't say stuff like that to me. Knowing...just take it back, please." I sat up.

He sat up, "fine. I take it back."

I left the bed and went into the bathroom. I was going to get dressed and leave. I washed my hands and stood looking in the mirror, trying to fight back tears. The door opened. He stood in the middle, perfectly framed, his eyes covered me, slowly he approached me and stood in front, "I meant what I said, so I take back, taking back saying that I love you. I love you." His hand cupped the sides of my

face, his lips pressed against mine, his tongue in my mouth. He paused, "I know you love me. Say it."

I was defiant. I didn't open my mouth. He kissed me again. I felt his right-hand travel down. He touched me. Kissing my neck, while fingering me below. And he knew how to do it right. Playing with the gem, while sliding in and out. He held me tightly, "Say it." Our eyes locked, he went faster and faster, until I buried my face in his neck, my legs tightened.

"I love you. I love you, yes. I do."

He held me in his arms caressing my back, he whispered, "Let's get some rest." So we went to sleep.

The next morning when I woke up to leave, I looked in the mirror to wash my hands and I saw diamond earrings in my ears. Ones that matched the necklace he had given me. He walked into the bathroom and stood behind me, "Do you like them?"

I turned to him, kissed him, "I love them."

His eyes had the sweetest smile. I couldn't help but smile. "I'm going to head in a little early today. I'll see you at the office." He gave me a peck and left.

When I arrived at work, I started my day, Noni noticed the earrings, "Way to go Sash. Racking up." I shook my head and logged onto my computer. My cellphone sounded.

I received a text message from Sean, "Good morning beautiful."

I smiled. Noni asked, "who's Sean?" she was standing over me as I read.

I responded, "He's a guy that I met. He lives close to me."

"Is he cute?"

"He's handsome. Dark and has this thick beard and these gorgeous brown eyes and he seems sweet."

"Are you going to go out with him?"

"I don't know." I just didn't know how I would factor him into the crazy I had going on in my life. I wasn't ready to give up Ken.

Noni went to her desk, "I'd go out with him. At least be friends."

I nodded and responded to the text, "Good morning."

I was sitting there texting with Sean when Ken approached me from behind. I turned my phone over.

"I emailed you some stuff. You might want to check it out."

"Will do," I replied as I watched him turn and head back to his office. I opened my email, there was one from him, "You're a Birth mom." My eyes welled with tears. I went to the restroom to compose myself. All that time I spent looking and nothing ever turned up, and it was right there in my inbox. Her name, where she lived and worked. I was a little shaky.

Noni came into the bathroom, "Everything okay?"

"Yeah, my head just started hurting. I'm fine."

"Okay. Um, Ken wants to see you in his office."

I nodded, "I'll be right out."

When I went to his office, he stood behind his desk staring out the window. "Hi, I just wanted to thank you." I approached his desk.

He turned, "You're welcome. I hope things work out." he said. He had a sadness in his eyes, "I meant what I said last night. I do love you."

I walked over to him, where he stood, "I meant it too."

"I know, I can't stop you from seeing other people...I just...I hope you keep a special place in your heart for me.

I wrapped my arms around him, then looked into his eyes, "Always. You were my first remember."

He smiled, "I remember. You were so sweet that night. I'll never forget it." He placed his hands in my thick curly hair and pulled me into him, we kissed for several moments, forgetting we were at work. He stopped, "I want to take you out tonight." I smiled, "okay."

"Meet me at my place tonight around 6:00 pm."

That night, I showed up wearing a sexy black dress that he had sent to my address, long-sleeved, with a plunging back cutout, split that went up to my right thigh, and gold stilettos. He met me at my car, "Stunning." He kissed me, "Let's

go."

He walked me to his car and opened the door for me to get in, then he got in and he drove us to this beautiful skyrise. We took the elevator up to the top floor, where it seemed like a private oasis.

There were plants and trees, flowers, it smelled heavenly, there was a waterfall, an aquarium with all sorts of colorful fish, a bar. "This place is amazing," I stated.

"I'm glad you like it. Come," he said, he led me to an outside balcony that overlooked the city. There was a pool and hot tub.

"Have you ever been skinny dipping?" he asked smiling.

"No, not really, other than being naked in a bath."

"Let's have wine and explore each other under the light of the moon and stars."

We went inside, placed our clothes on a chair and changed into nice thick robes, and went out to the balcony. It was a nice warm night. He took off his robe and went into the pool, "You swim?"

I nodded, "I do," I took off my robe and got in. I watched him swim the length of the pool effortlessly, "Wow that's pretty good." I said.

He swam towards me, "I was on the swim team in High school and college."

"Oh, no wonder you have such a beautiful back."

He smiled. Our bare bodies glistened under the light of the moon, reflected beautifully in the water, "I'm having an amazing time."

"Glad to hear it." He moved closer to me. His eyes scanned me before leaning over and licking my nipples. I felt his fingers touching me below. I reached for him and stroked him repeatedly until he grew in my hand. He lifted my right leg and penetrated me and just held it while as he looked into my eyes. "You belong to me, Sasha." I nodded. Then I felt his strokes. Our bodies bumped under the water, the water sloshed between us, the sounds of the night serenaded us, as we enjoyed each other's company.

After nearly a week, it was Friday. The workday was over, Noni had left early. I was still in the office. Ken called me back, I walked in, "Yes."

He stood behind his desk, one hand in his pocket, "Amy returns tonight." I nodded, I understood perfectly. Our short-lived romance was coming to a standstill. My heart ached. "I get it, it's fine."

"Are you going to see the guy you've been texting?"

I shrugged. I had no idea. I had blown him off to be with Ken. I doubted that he was sitting around waiting on me. So, I had missed that opportunity.

"Don't," he said. He walked from around his desk, "You can still have me whenever you want me. Just tell me and I'll find a way."

My eyes began to water, "How?"

He wiped my tears, "I'll find a way."

I nodded, but I didn't know how he would. Amy was pretty keen. He kissed my neck, and he found my spot. I giggled, "Um, don't do that."