“Yeah. I got finished early so I figured I’d swing by. Guess I should’ve called first.” Too late now. He walked past her and the air picked up her scent, tossing the seductive aroma in his face. He blinked a couple of times, trying to control his excitement at the mere sight of her. He couldn’t help staring at her. Her tits gleamed with fresh perspiration. His dick twitched and throbbed. Look at them. Sitting nice and pretty. Twin globes. We could have a threesome, just me and her tits. “Tia and Tamera Mowry…”
“Hmmm? Excuse me?” She closed and locked the door.
“Nothin’.”
He removed his ball cap and entered the bright, airy kitchen. It was an open design, filled with modern appliances with the exception of an old microwave that looked as if it had seen better days. He placed the bottle of wine on the counter, taking note of all the loaded pots and pans simmering on the stove. The place smelled divine. A shitload of seasonings littered the countertops and in the oven, which had the light on, he spotted a casserole dish of bubbling macaroni and cheese and a smaller pan of cornbread.
“Woooo weeeee!” He cracked a smile. “Lady, if it tastes as good as it smells in here, my stomach is in for a real treat!” Removing his jacket, he flung it over the back of one of the chairs in the kitchen by a small white table.
Lauren appeared unmoved by his outburst and exhilaration. Actually, she was scowling, her arms crossed and lips puckered as if sour were her middle name. The angrier she appeared, the hornier he became. He cleared his throat, then discreetly adjusted his pants while pretending to straighten his shirt, for his damn dick was pointing straight at her like some robber with a gun. Enveloping her in his arms, he tried to land a kiss, but she was bobbing and weaving as if her name was Ali.
“Stop moving around and let me greet you the proper way. Shit.”
“I’m sweaty, Aries! Come on!” A giggle escaped her mouth. She pushed him away with both hands, But resistance was futile.
“I don’t give a shit about you being sweaty, baby. Come on, give me kiss.” He managed a peck on her mouth and hugged her tight while she wiggled more than the worms on those hooks during the fishing trip. As he held her, he realized something wasn’t quite right. “Damn. What do you have on under here?” He pulled back, holding her at arm’s length as he looked her up and down. “You’re hard as a rock. Feels like I’m hugging a police officer in full riot gear.”
She stepped back.
“It’s my waist trainer, if you must know.” She rolled her eyes. “I was exercising.”
He looked down at her in surprise.
“Exercising? Getting the rest of those steps in? You must’ve been running around here like a chicken with its head cut off then. ‘Gotta get ten thousand steps! Gotta get ten thousand steps!” he jabbed. “You’re supposed to be tending to my food.”
It took all of him to not burst out laughing as he tried to draw a reaction from her.
“I’m cooking something for you all right. An ass whooping. It’s well done and seasoned just right. It’ll be ready soon, with a side slap salad. The dessert is a call to 911.”
“You want to fight me, huh? Ohhh, sexy. Hit. Me. Baby!” He bit into his lower lip, showering her with the best seductive expression he could muster. “I’m into that shit.”
A grin dashed across her face and disappeared like the Loch Ness monster into the depths of the ocean right before a clear photo could be taken for all to see.
“Aries, I was almost finished with my workout, about to jump in the shower while the food finished cooking. It’s almost done. I was going to have a cute dress on, had it all laid out… My hair combed, a little makeup, but you’ve come early and ruined it all. Now here you are, seeing me like this.”
“You have on work-out attire, so what do you mean, seeing you like this? You act as if you work at the Magic City strip club downtown and are dressed in nothing more than a gold thong and a smile.”
“Funny how you know the name and exact location.”
“You do too, apparently, or you wouldn’t have been able to fact check me so damn fast.” He pursed his lips, holding the mirth inside.