Short Story

Guilty

via Daily Prompt: Guilty

The day we first met, I knew it was you.  You made me feel like no other. Your smooth chocolate brown skin against my lips and tongue always sends chills through my body. When we kiss..Oh My! Your sweetness makes me want you even more.  I needed to always have you.  You quickly became a craving but I was content with having you once a week or just the weekends.  Then came that miserable day. I looked and searched all over for you and you were no where to be found. I felt like an addict trying to find you.  Your type of high felt amazing. I needed and wanted that high.  I truly became addicted to you and you couldn’t be found.

Then I found something new. Oh my! I can’t believe how this something new can make me feel the same way you make me do.  I’m caught between two lovers that both make me feel so good.  The more time I spend with my new boo, I can’t stop thinking of you. Whyyyyyyyyyy do you two have to make me feel the way that I do?  This can’t be happening. But I want you and need you but I shouldn’t.  I should be home with….but I want you even more.

Damn you Butter Pecan ice cream! Why are you making me feel like this? You know my heart belongs to Chocolate Fudge Brownie ice cream!!!!

Dance 4 You

As soon as I hear Beyonce say, I just wanna…..my hips begin to move. I close my eyes and roll my neck. I open my eyes and there you magically appear. Seated in a chair. Drink in one hand, cigar in the other. I can feel your eyes on me.

As I move my hips and roll my body to the music, I see your body shifting in the seat. Elbows resting on your lap and the cigar smoke cloud floats around you. I move closer and closer to you….

🎶🎶I just wanna dance for you, I just wanna dance for you….lemme put my body on your body promise not to tell nobody ’cause it’s about to go down🎶🎶🎶…

As you put your drink and cigar down, you move to the edge of your seat. Our eyes lock. I roll my hips as I move closer to you.

As I get to you, I push you back in the seat, straddle you, roll and gyrate my hips on you. Our eyes still locked.

🎶🎶A woman in the street and freak in the you know what, sit back sit back it’s the pregame show, Daddy you know what’s up🎶🎶🎶🎶

You pick me up, my arms wrapped around your neck and legs around your waist…we kiss. You carry me to the bed and spread my legs apart. You passionately kiss my lower lips as if you’re kissing me. 🎶🎶🎶I be rockin on my babe rockin’ rockin’ on my babe, Swirlin’ on you babe swirlin’ swirlin on you babe🎶🎶🎶 My hips and your lips and tongue move together. Then you kiss me one last time, before you enter.

You pump me slow then begin to move to the music as you flip over, I take the lead and I begin 🎶🎶🎶Pop poppin this thing back, Drop drop drop droppin this thing back🎶🎶🎶

I’m dancin on you as you’re following my lead our bodies become one. I go down as you go up, I go up as you go down. Our movements, so in sync. Then, I rock my solo performance…

🎶🎶🎶I be rockin’ on my babe rockin’ rockin’ on my babe, Swirlin’ on my babe swirlin’ swirlin’ on you babe🎶🎶🎶🎶

As she sings, I softly kiss you on your lips and run my finger tip across them as I whisper in your ear, boy look into my eyes while Im grindin on you, this is beyond sex, I’m high on you….

And one last time,

🎶🎶🎶I be rockin on my babe rockin’ rockin’ on my babe, Swirlin on you babe swirlin’ swirlin’ on you babe🎶🎶🎶

As the song comes to an end, I close my eyes, take a deep breath before I open them. They open, it’s just me and the empty chair. Damn!