Sara and Julie had themselves quite a night, but they weren't the only ones to be consumed by black love that day.
Shannon left her gym not that long after getting Lennox's explicit text. She couldn't concentrate on her workouts, so she figured it was best to leave and try another day. 'Missing you...' the text read with a very revealing picture of Lennox and his enormous black appendage. The message stuck with her as she drove home. Not necessarily because of the picture that went along with it, but because he had written 'Missing you...'. Shannon couldn't remember the last time Ryan had sent her anything like that. The more she thought about it, the more she felt her body shiver. It was sweet, even if it came attached with something incredibly vulgar. Though that was hardly a turn off considering her body's reaction whenever she thought about or saw Lennox's perfect body.
She wanted to see him today. And with her daughter sending her a message saying that she would be at Sara's, with a good chance of her staying over, and Ryan working late again, she would have more than enough time to meet up and 'talk' with Lennox. Shannon was sure that Lennox knew she would see him that day, he was that confident in himself. So much so that before she got into her car to leave the gym, he sent her another message saying that he would be home all day. Shannon didn't respond but continued her way home. Her mind went through all of the emotions running through her as she drove, knowing that she was on her way to see a man who wasn't her husband. Not only that, but this man was someone who she had already slept with, on more than one occasion. However, unlike that last couple of times, guilt was one feeling that wasn't so strong in her as before. She felt a little bit of shame in that, but with images flashing in her mind of her trysts with Lennox, shame started to disappear too. All she knew was that she had to see Lennox again, and she would have more than enough alone time with him.
The red headed housewife was so focused on him, that she didn't even realize that she was driving well beyond the speed limit, something she never does. Shannon was lucky not to have driven by any cops on her way home.
Her car pulled into her driveway and she hopped out, making her way towards her doorstep. She paused to look over at her new neighbor's house, who at this point isn't even new to her anymore, and she took a deep breath. She exhaled and composed herself. She entered her home and went to her room where she put her gym bag away. She walked over to her mirror, gave herself a good look. Shannon had showered at the gym and she had her still damp hair in a pony tail. Her feet in sandals, lower body in tight black leggings and plain grey tank top. She posed a little bit with her hips out, appreciating her own body in different angles. The woman didn't feel like going through the process of changing, and Lennox had already seen her in something similar and, well, with less on also. She blushed when the thought entered her mind about how she thought Lennox would view her when she went over. It was like she was going over to see her new boyfriend... who had already fucked her, of course.
That's when her husband popped into her head for a quick second. She shook it off, not wanting a distraction right now. She knew she was doing something bad, but she also felt like she needed it. Shannon then left her room and exited her house again. People were starting to come home now, so she quickly looked around and skipped towards Lennox's place. She went to knock but stopped when she realized the door was cracked open. She slowly pushed it forward and slipped into his home. She closed the door and looked around. "Um, Lennox?" she spoke out loud, trying to see if he was around. She got her response.
"In the kitchen." came the reply.
She followed his voice and walked towards the kitchen, where he was leaning back on a counter while having a glass of water. She slowly walked towards him, stopping a few feet away. Her face was burning hot when she looked at him, her heart beating like she was looking at her first crush. He had the glass to his lips, sipping the water, with his eyes looking out towards the window like he was studying the sunlight coming into the house. He had that sexy grin on his face that Shannon always noticed. His entire upper body was exposed, sweat shining on his large pectoral muscles, falling down to his abs. He had on a simple pair of basketball shorts and nothing else with just his dreads hanging long as usual.
They stood in silence for a little bit before Lennox finally spoke, eyes still looking away from her. "So you just finished working out too? Saw you pull up. Hope I wasn't interrupting your gym time."
"Uh, you... kinda did." Shannon quietly answered him.
Lennox chuckled. "My bad." he said, not really apologizing. "Was working out myself in my little gym I have set up in my basement. You should have come over, we could have just worked out together."
Shannon was sure that working out would have been the last thing on his mind if she actually did that. "Well, I have a gym membership. I might as well make use of it." she replied.
"I guess..." Lennox shrugged and turned to look at her, licking his lips a little at her appearance. "I wasn't kidding, you know." he began again.
Shannon tilted her head and looked at him curiously. "What do you mean?"
"When I sent you that message, saying that I was missing you. I wasn't fucking around, baby girl." Lennox put his glass down and crossed his arms, looking at her intensely.
Shannon almost mewed when she heard that. This man was being kinda... sweet to her. Of course that message had come with a vulgar image of his penis, but she got the feeling he was being genuine. It made her feel... good. Real good, actually. Her face remained red, the blush not leaving her face. "O-Oh..." Shannon was at a loss for words.
