It was almost midnight when Denise made it back to her apartment. As soon as she made it inside, she heard a knock at the door.
“What do you want?” she said to Rhonda, who was standing at her door.
“Can we talk?” Rhonda asked.
Denise reluctantly let her into the house.
“I have been waiting on you for about an hour. I was just about to leave when I saw you pull up. Denise, I don't want us to be over. I will work on my attitude, if you give me another chance.”
“Rhonda, I don't know. You be trippin' too much for me. I told you before, I don't do the drama,” Denise said, walking into the kitchen.
“I know, Denise, and I promise to be better. We have a lot in common. We are good for each other, and you know it.”
“Rhonda, we really don't. Yeah, you like some of the same music as I and shit, but that isn't enough to make a relationship off of. You don't like any of my friends, and they are a major part of my life.”
“I am willing to put all that in the past. I didn't really give them a fair chance, and I was wrong for that. Come on, Denise, don't leave me. Don't do that to me,” Rhonda cried out.
“Rhonda, I just don't...”
Before Denise could finish, Rhonda began to unbutton her shirt.
“Denise, I belong to you. This will always belong to you. You can have it whenever you want it.” Rhonda dropped her blouse.
It was the first time Denise actually looked at her breasts.
Rhonda walked up to Denise and began to kiss her on the mouth. Denise wrapped her arms around her, and they headed to her room.
Denise finally gave up. If she couldn't be with the right girl for her, she would be with the girl that was there right now. She took Rhonda into her room and began to fuck her. There was no love involved, no passion in it for Denise. It was the first time she had used the strap that Rhonda had bought for her a few months back. She pounded against Rhonda, taking all her stress out on Rhonda's vagina.
Rhonda moaned, yelling Denise's name. She loved every minute of it.
Denise closed her eyes, and Lena popped into her head. She started to grind on Rhonda, who was on her second orgasm. Denise kept her eyes closed, imagining Lena's body. She licked her lips, savoring the taste of Lena.
Denise began to quiver as she climaxed. She lay down on the side of the bed and felt arms wrap around her.
“Baby, that was amazing. I knew it would be worth the wait,” Rhonda purred as she got up and headed to the bathroom.
Denise opened her eyes, realizing what she'd done. She felt a twinge of guilt. She closed her eyes. She wanted to make sure Rhonda thought she was asleep when she got back, in case she was expecting some oral sex from her.
Denise took a deep breath. Her mind drifted back to Lena. She wondered if she was all right. She wanted to go back to the loft, but knew it would be a bad mistake. She closed her eyes, hoping to drift off into her dreams. Dreams always filled with Lena.
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Cooley closed the door to her bedroom. She had been kicking it with Lynn for a while, and it was finally time to take it to the sexual level. Cooley looked at Lynn's body. She couldn't wait to see her naked.
“So, Cooley, what happens after this?” Lynn said as she slowly unbuttoned her shirt.
“We could get something to eat if you like.” Cooley walked toward Lynn and began to nibble on her neck.
“No, crazy. I mean, what does this make us? I mean, we have been kicking it every day, and I was just wondering, where do we go from here?”
Cooley pulled back. “Baby girl, I am digging you, but like I said when we met, I am not looking for a relationship.”
“I'm not asking you to marry me. I'm just trying to see what happens from here.” Lynn put her shirt on the bed.
Cooley noticed her big breasts, but tried to resist the temptation to take her right then.
Cooley stood up. “I hear you, and, Lynn, I love kicking it with you. But if a relationship is something that you want, then we need to cut this out now 'cause I don't want a girlfriend anytime soon.”
Lynn walked back up and put her arms around Cooley. “Let's just talk about this another time. Why don't we focus on today?” Lynn raised her head and began kissing Cooley.
Cooley placed her arms around Lynn, gently rubbing up and down her back. She made it to her bra and quickly unbuttoned it. She felt Lynn jump.
Cooley stopped and looked at Lynn. “Are you OK?” She noticed apprehension in Lynn's face. “Lynn, you have been with women before, right?”
Lynn looked at Cooley, realizing that Cooley sensed her nervousness. “Yeah, I have.” She smiled. “I just have heard that you are something to experience, and I just wanted to brace myself.
Cooley grinned. Her reputation preceded her. “Just relax, boo.” Cooley unbuttoned the last clasp, and Lynn's bra fell to the floor. She picked her up and laid her on the bed. She began to nibble all over Lynn's body, giving the right combination of tongue and lip action.
Cooley grazed her hand up Lynn's thigh, until she made it to her pussy. Lynn's entire body was trembling. “Lynn, baby, you have to relax.”
“I'm trying to. What do you need me to do?” Lynn questioned.
The comment threw Cooley off. The only time women asked questions like that was when they were inexperienced.
Cooley sat up. “Lynn, you have to be real with me. How much experience do you have?”
Lynn looked at Cooley. “OK, the truth is, I have only been with three women, and they all did things the same. You are something new. But don't let that stop you. Take me, Cooley.”
Lynn sighed in ecstasy as Cooley decided to go for it. Her tongue began to devour Lynn's clit. Lynn had never felt anything so orgasmic in her life. Her body began to tremble all over. She felt an intense sensation taking over her entire body.
She scooted her butt back, but was quickly grabbed by Cooley. “Don't run. Take it,” Cooley said as she came up for breath. She grabbed Lynn and pulled her even closer.
“Shit!” Lynn screamed as her body began to shiver. She couldn't hold back anymore. She let go, letting Cooley take in all her nectar.
Cooley sat up and looked at the exhausted Lynn. “Don't give out on me yet. I'm not through with you yet.” She began to strap her harness on.
“No, Carla, I can't take that right now. Let me have some time to breathe.” Lynn turned over in the bed.
Cooley looked back at her back in disbelief.
Hell no, this is not going to work,
she thought to herself as she realized Lynn had fallen asleep. Cooley was used to going for hours, and this girl couldn't hang for forty-five minutes.
Cooley poked Lynn, but she didn't budge. Realizing it was a lost cause, Cooley headed into the bathroom. Guess she wouldn't be getting her nut that night. She made a mental note to start looking for a replacement quickly.
Cooley headed to the kitchen to get something to drink.
“Hello, Cooley.”
Cooley stopped in her tracks. She knew the voice. Cooley didn't want to turn around. She hoped she was dreaming. She turned around to see Rhonda standing in her kitchen completely naked.
“What the fuck are you doing back here?” Cooley exclaimed, disgusted by Rhonda's appearance.
“Well, I was just taking Denise some water.” Rhonda took a sip out of one of the glasses. “Boy, she just wore me out. I would have tried to get it a long time ago if I knew it was going to be that good.” She smirked as she walked up on Cooley. She got so close, her breasts rubbed against Cooley's chest.
“I'm about to go back in here and see if the nickname Killa Cap should belong to you or her.” Rhonda smiled as she switched back toward Denise's room.
Cooley felt sick to her stomach. She picked up her cell phone and called Carmen. “Your damn plan backfired,” Cooley complained as she fell down on her bed.
“What are you talking about?” Carmen said as she turned over in her bed.
“The wicked witch is back,” Cooley said.
Carmen began to shout obscenities.
Cooley hung the phone up. She knew then that the worst was yet to come.
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Lena woke up and turned to see Denise was gone. She noticed a small note on her dresser. She smiled when she realized how much Denise cared about her. Lena knew that Denise would always be there for her.
Lena jumped when she heard her doorknob turning. She quickly tore the note up and threw the paper on the ground. “Brandon!” She yelled as Brandon walked in and put his bags on the ground.
“Yeah, it's me. Damn, you act like you've seen a ghost,” Brandon teased as he plopped down on the side of the bed next to her. “Baby, how are wedding plans going?”
Lena yawned. She noticed a piece of paper laying on her nightstand. “Oh, um, they're done. Just sit back and relax now.”
“Well, what do you think about moving the date up some?” Brandon asked.
Lena turned and looked at him. “Why? I didn't think you wanted it any sooner.”
“Baby, if it was up to me, I would fly us to Vegas right now and elope. I'm just ready to call you Lena Redding.” Brandon kissed Lena.
She felt a twinge of guilt enter her soul. “Baby, you know what ... I think that is a great idea. Fuck the wedding. Let's elope.” Lena smiled.
Brandon couldn't believe what he was hearing.
“Are you serious? Lena, you have never done a spontaneous thing in your life.”
Lena got out of the bed. “I am dead serious. We can elope and come back and have a big reception.” She looked at herself in the mirror.
Then she glanced down at the picture of her parents and suddenly changed her mind. “No, we can't. My mother and father are looking forward to this wedding. I can't rob my father of the chance to walk me down the aisle.” She turned around and crawled back into bed with Brandon.
“You're right. It was just a dream. But I know one thing I can start on.”
“Really, Papi, and what is that?” Lena smiled at Brandon. She knew what that look in his eye meant.
“I can start putting my seeds in your belly. Come here, girl.”
Brandon grabbed Lena and kissed her. They began to make love. It was the first time in a while they had done it without a condom.
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Cooley woke up and headed into the kitchen.
“Damn, it wasn't a nightmare,” she said when she saw Rhonda fixing Denise a plate of food. Denise looked at her friend to let her know not to start any mess early in the morning.
“Well, hello, Cooley. Would you like something to eat?” Rhonda smiled at Cooley.
“Nah, that's OK. My girl will fix me a real breakfast when she gets up.” Cooley made sure to add as much attitude as possible.
“Since when do you have a girl? What girl in her right mind would want anything more from you than a quick nut?” Rhonda smirked.
“Whatever. I'm going to shower. Bruh, you need to come talk to me soon.” Cooley headed back to her room.
Denise quickly entered and closed the door.
Cooley looked at Lynn, who was now awake. “Can you fix me something to eat?”
Lynn quickly nodded her head and hurried out the room.
Denise sighed. “Look, man, I know you don't like Rhonda. But she is good to me, and I am going to keep her around.”
“Bruh, have you lost your damn mind? Man, if that girl is good, then I am a damn saint,” Cooley responded. She snatched her outfit for the day out of the closet. “I know you wanna get over Lena and all, but, shit, you can do better than her!” Cooley realized how upset she was. She knew her friend was headed for trouble.
“Look, I don't bother you about the bitches you have in and out of here, so please do not get on my one girl that I have over,” Denise replied, feeling herself getting angry. “And I would appreciate it if the Lena shit could be dropped, OK!” She sat down on Cooley's bed and put her head down.
Cooley turned around and looked at Denise. She began to smile.
“You fucked Lena!” Cooley yelled.
Denise jumped up and put her hand over Cooley's mouth. “Hey, quiet. Rhonda may hear you,” Denise whispered while she checked to see if Rhonda was standing near the door. “No, I didn't fuck Lena. We just kissed... a lot.”
Cooley fell on her bed laughing. “Damn, man. When, where, and how the fuck was it?”
Denise pulled up Cooley's chair. “I told you we didn't fuck. We just made out a lot. Man, last night, when I went over there. She had this great meal cooked and a masseuse. We were watching
Love Jones,
and next thing I know, I was on top of her, kissing her.” Denise smiled when the thought of Lena's legs trembling while she was kissing her entered her head.