never expected to find it.”
“Lucky you,” I said, reaching for my pants. I had to laugh at myself. There was a time when a setup like this would be a welcome addition to an afternoon. I would have said something provocative like “I was just on my way to the shower. You wanna join me?”
Crude, yes, but extremely effective. But now I was reaching for my pants, getting ready to ask her to leave, and mad at Victor for telling her where I lived.
My how the mighty have fallen.
“Don’t put your pants on because of me, boo. I like a man in briefs and you have nice legs,” she said, staring directly at my crotch. Who, by the way, had looked up and had taken notice of her presence.
“Yeah, well, I was about to get in the shower.”
“Don’t let me stop you. Mind if I watch?” she said quickly, and unbuttoned the top button on her shirt.
“Yes, as a matter of fact, I do,” I said, laughing at myself again. “Like I said, I was about to get in the shower because I’m going out with April tonight. She’ll be here soon.” I zipped up my pants and started walking toward the door.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have just come over here like this.”
“Well, let’s not let it happen again, Yvette,” I said jokingly, but I was serious. “I hate unannounced, uninvited guests at my door. We’re cool and we can socialize, but dropping by, definitely a no, no .” Yvette started making her way slowly toward the door, hand on her left hip, right hand waving through the air as she continued to walk and beguile me with her overwhelming sexuality. If I choose to be honest with myself, and I usually don’t at times like this, I wanted to fuck her and I wanted to fuck her now.
I had to keep telling myself that whatever she got, it can’t compete with April. And the more I think about it, she can’t. It’s not just something I have to convince myself of, it’s a fact. And the fact of the matter is that April’s got it going on. Yvette, on the other hand, is just entertainment to me. I know how it sounds and I hate to say it, but she is.
When I’m at work and I need break to clear my mind, or just a change of pace, I’d call Yvette and bullshit with her for a while. The girl is just plain foolish; she’ll say anything. She’s funnier than the ton of e-mail jokes I get from coworkers and friends, but beyond that, nada. Although I was willing to bet she could fuck. In spite of that, I was leading her on. I know what she’s about and I’m not interested. So it was my fault that she was standing here now. I shouldn’t have let it get to this point.
“But you and I need to get together and do some things real soon. I don’t know why you keep playing this game like you don’t want me. I can see it in your eyes. You know you want me,” Yvette said, as the phone rang.
I looked at the display. It was Laura calling from home, on a Saturday no less, proof that things do change. If a workaholic like Laura could take a Saturday off, then a ho like me can change too. I excused myself and answered the phone. “Hello, stranger.”
“Hmm, I should be saying that to you. You’re the one who’s acting like a stranger. The least you can do is call me sometimes to say hello, how you doing, something. There’s no reason for you to just cut me off just because you’re trying to work things out with Little Miss April.”
“You’re right.”
“Just ’cause we’ve stopped being lovers doesn’t mean that we can’t be friends,” Laura said, as Yvette angled her way closer me.
At first, I thought she was going to try to cop a quick feel, when I realized she was looking at Laura’s name and number on the display. I stepped in front of her and turned to block her view. “You’re right, Laura, and I am sorry about that. I can call you sometime, but, can I call you back? I was just seeing somebody out, and then I’m going out with April.”
“You got some other bitch up in there already, don’t
“Lucky you,” I said, reaching for my pants. I had to laugh at myself. There was a time when a setup like this would be a welcome addition to an afternoon. I would have said something provocative like “I was just on my way to the shower. You wanna join me?”
Crude, yes, but extremely effective. But now I was reaching for my pants, getting ready to ask her to leave, and mad at Victor for telling her where I lived.
My how the mighty have fallen.
“Don’t put your pants on because of me, boo. I like a man in briefs and you have nice legs,” she said, staring directly at my crotch. Who, by the way, had looked up and had taken notice of her presence.
“Yeah, well, I was about to get in the shower.”
“Don’t let me stop you. Mind if I watch?” she said quickly, and unbuttoned the top button on her shirt.
“Yes, as a matter of fact, I do,” I said, laughing at myself again. “Like I said, I was about to get in the shower because I’m going out with April tonight. She’ll be here soon.” I zipped up my pants and started walking toward the door.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have just come over here like this.”
“Well, let’s not let it happen again, Yvette,” I said jokingly, but I was serious. “I hate unannounced, uninvited guests at my door. We’re cool and we can socialize, but dropping by, definitely a no, no .” Yvette started making her way slowly toward the door, hand on her left hip, right hand waving through the air as she continued to walk and beguile me with her overwhelming sexuality. If I choose to be honest with myself, and I usually don’t at times like this, I wanted to fuck her and I wanted to fuck her now.
I had to keep telling myself that whatever she got, it can’t compete with April. And the more I think about it, she can’t. It’s not just something I have to convince myself of, it’s a fact. And the fact of the matter is that April’s got it going on. Yvette, on the other hand, is just entertainment to me. I know how it sounds and I hate to say it, but she is.
When I’m at work and I need break to clear my mind, or just a change of pace, I’d call Yvette and bullshit with her for a while. The girl is just plain foolish; she’ll say anything. She’s funnier than the ton of e-mail jokes I get from coworkers and friends, but beyond that, nada. Although I was willing to bet she could fuck. In spite of that, I was leading her on. I know what she’s about and I’m not interested. So it was my fault that she was standing here now. I shouldn’t have let it get to this point.
“But you and I need to get together and do some things real soon. I don’t know why you keep playing this game like you don’t want me. I can see it in your eyes. You know you want me,” Yvette said, as the phone rang.
I looked at the display. It was Laura calling from home, on a Saturday no less, proof that things do change. If a workaholic like Laura could take a Saturday off, then a ho like me can change too. I excused myself and answered the phone. “Hello, stranger.”
“Hmm, I should be saying that to you. You’re the one who’s acting like a stranger. The least you can do is call me sometimes to say hello, how you doing, something. There’s no reason for you to just cut me off just because you’re trying to work things out with Little Miss April.”
“You’re right.”
“Just ’cause we’ve stopped being lovers doesn’t mean that we can’t be friends,” Laura said, as Yvette angled her way closer me.
At first, I thought she was going to try to cop a quick feel, when I realized she was looking at Laura’s name and number on the display. I stepped in front of her and turned to block her view. “You’re right, Laura, and I am sorry about that. I can call you sometime, but, can I call you back? I was just seeing somebody out, and then I’m going out with April.”
“You got some other bitch up in there already, don’t
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