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How Can Loving You Be So Wrong Pt 4

 

I woke up the next morning and felt like I had not sleep. Maybe because I couldn’t believe that what I had wanted to do for so long was only a dream. As I lay there in my bed my dick started to get hard as I replayed over and over again what I guess I had dreamt about the night before in the car. I started to slowly stroke it (knowing if I nuted I would only fall back asleep) but soon as it got good and I was almost there I hear my Nana calling my name. Worried she was in trouble I jumped up and threw on my sweats and ran out the room, totally forgetting what I had just started. As I turned the corner into her room to see what she wanted she glanced at me and started to giggle. I asked what is so funny Nana, and she said “baby you growing in your pants”. So embarrassed I ran out the room and continued talking from the doorway.
 
As she rambled on I wondered why my dick was still hard and I could tell it was going to be a crazy day. So after talking I took a nice long shower and when I got out I had a missed call. I listened to the message and it was Kara asking me if I had plans this Wednesday night. She said they were having dinner with friends at Gladys spot and wanted me to join them. I had not been there since I got back and was really looking to have the “Midnite train to Georgia” special, so I shot her a quick text and said I’d be there. So since I had been back I had not found a job yet and since the nurse had come today and dinner wasn’t for another 2 days I decided I need to have something set up before then, didn’t want to be the broke brotha at dinner.
 
I jumped in Nana’s favorite suit splashed on a lil smell good and made my way downtown to see what was on the market. It was 1pm and I remember thinking to myself; if I don’t eat something soon im going to pass out. So after my interview with the newspaper I decided to grab a bite over at the underground. As I sat there I forgot how beautiful the people of Atlanta were, which made my dick hard a few times. Good thing my table was near the back. So I got back on the grind and started interviewing again. At this law firm the shorty that let me in was real nice, and her soft voice made want to get to know her a little more. So during the interview im saying everything I think will get me the job, shit I felt that connection with shorty out front needed to be addressed and what better way than with being her co-worker. I landed the job and was told I would start tomorrow.
 
So im sitting in the conference room and my boss is introducing me to his team. I’m peeping the scene and other than shorty a few folks could get the business. The day was long but I wasn’t tripping I had a job. My boss asked me to stay late to help them out and since dinner was tomorrow night I said sure. My boss is in his mid 30 and he’s nice and everything. I never thought he got down at all seeing as he mentioned his wife and family. I went to my lil corner of a office and gabbed some things when I came back to his office his pants were down and he was jacking off. I didn’t know why but I got hard even though I turned away. I just kept thinking is this really happening; will I lose my job if I say no. He came in front of me and told me to suck it and I said no. So he unbuckled my pants and pulled out my dick, then started to suck me and it felt so damn good. So I returned the favor and seeing as I was all worked up from my dream 2 nights ago I became curious so I let him fuck me on the couch in his office and of course my ass was extra tight because I hadn’t been fucked in a while, and it was some hot sex... he fucked me hard and then I rode that dick like there was no tomorrow. When it was over we barely spoke. I got dressed and asked was there anything else if not I would be taking off. He said no and I left all the while thinking I have totally fucked up now. I hope he don’t say shit to no one.
 
So the next day I kept very quiet. Even shorty tried to start a conversation but got shut down. I was just trying not to run into the boss, I could not even look his direction I felt so dirty. So it was time for me to jet. He caught me before I was about to walk out and wanted to talk. So I told him I had dinner plans could we handle this tomorrow. He said yes while he stoked his dick threw his pants. As I walked out I mad up my mind I was going to have to quit because I was not about to be someone’s sex toy at work. As I walked into the restaurant I saw Kara waiving for me so I made my way over to the table all the while scoping out the scene. The two of them were at the far right end, another couple I believe went to my Nana’s church was at the other and this one fine shorty was in the middle across from an empty seat.
 
I sat down and introduced myself. She did the same and her name sounded so familiar. So were are eating and shooting the shit and I lean over to Craig and ask what the deal is. He tells me that’s Nicole the one I was telling you about. She saw your old picture at our house and wanted to meet you. I told her you had gotten fat but she still wanted to meet you. I hit Craig in the chest and told him that’s fucked up. But from the look in her eyes she was mad that Craig had lied as well. Dinner was now over and I volunteered to walk Nicole to her car. We walked and talked for what seem like forever and it really only appeared to be about 2 blocks. Once at her car she said she enjoyed the dinner and hopped to see me again. Me being the person I am I said you sure will and asked for her phone. She was hesitant at first but then handed it over. I put my number in and said call me anytime.
 
Well as im driving home I get a text and seeing as I had not saved the number I didn’t recognize who it was. It simply said “can I see you tonight”. For a minute I was baffled and couldn’t figure out who it was but then remembered what I said to Nicole. So I shot back and said sure and she sent her address with “ill be waiting”. I speed down 85 not tripping of the police and get pulled over. The cop is cool and makes it quick but when he handed me the $280 dollar ticket I was pissed. So I arrive to her place and try to act calm. She leads me into the living room for a drink and I see baby girl got fucking Nordstrom’s bags on the floor. I'm like how much did you spend? 500 dollars...on some clothes...in a recession!!! Then we just start going at it arguing (now mind you we are not together like that but I had an opinion and she did as well mainly she spent her money the way she wanted to), so she storm towards the door and I chase after her. I say I’m sorry its your money you do you shorty. She asked why I was worried about her money and I told her about me getting a ticket on the way over to her place. So she leads me to her room and she lays next to me trying to spoon knowing pussy cure arguments! I'm licking and biting on her neck and pulling her panties at the same time. She try to get on top but I flip her ass over on her back raise one leg so it looks like she's making an L with her legs and start pounding the shit out of her. She pull me down on her and start scratching the fuck out of my back and biting the fuck out of my shoulder. I flip sideways and I start beating the shit up that way. She tells me she wants it from the back. So I flip her around but lick it for a minute while she's in the doggy position. Then she puts her head down, arches her back and sticks a finger in her ass. I move her finger out and start ramming her pussy, slapping her ass while I'm pulling her hair. She got one of those cheap ass ikea beds with the planks so you know the bed sunk in! I'm still fucking and right when I'm ready to come I hop out of her and bust in her face. Needless to say, I'm wasn’t mad anymore and wasn’t even thinking about the ticket. As I watched her sleep for a minute a tingling feeling came over me like the one I felt when I was with Craig back in college. I shook it off and went to sleep.
 
So the next morning I jump up realizing I had to be at work, I glanced over and she was knocked out drooling at the mouth. So you know a brotha had to do the “I put it on her dance”. I write her a quick note telling her I had to get to work and to call me so we could have lunch, and then I jet off. I call Craig and tell him I need a dress shirt for work so be at the front door (their house is closer to work than my Nana’s). So as I turn the corner I see Kara and the boys heading off. I honk and keep it pushing. As I jump out looking at my watch I think I have time for a quick shower so at least im not funky all day. I ring the doorbell and no one answers. I twist the knob and the door opens. I walk in and yell Craig’s name…….
 
To be continued…………
 
 
Comments
Tel,
Good read. Can't wait to see what's next.
2009-03-04 13:00:46
Mrs. Fingaz,
Boo i love this story please keep it coming,
2009-03-04 13:00:47
Jennifer,
dude all this is an explicit romance novel....without the talent and skill that an actual novelist would have. I am sad to say there will be many who would actually show interest in this piece and it is sad because it is not actual literature that anyone with any intelligence would read! Nothing but a porn with words.
2009-03-04 13:59:38
Malek Ariel,
Another great job my friend, I think people need to understand that we are limited in our writing of this story to to the confession on www.downlowconfessions.com. If you would like to write a part based on the confessions please let me know.

I think this project was about having fun and having different writes show a joint effort to produce a work. So far I am pleased.

Malek aka MA
2009-03-04 14:14:30
James Marks,
Thanks Malek, i guess folks didnt read your first message on the concept of the story. but hey their negative comments wont stop me from having fun with it..
2009-03-04 17:15:38
uhm...,
write your novel in a word document and perhaps have someone to proof the document before posting. it makes it difficult to read when itz not flowing. it needs to be an easy read. with writing comes criticism...dont take it to heart take the advice and work on your craft.

peace
2009-03-04 20:03:39
mocca85,
people please if u dont like the story dont read it plain and simple and fyi i didnt have a problem reading the story, because if its a good story it doesnt matter if it has errors, even published books have errors, and for the chick up there jennifer dont be a hater please its not a good look for u
2009-03-05 13:34:54
Tymmi,
I agree with Jennifer. I love me some Zane, but this is a just porn. The story could be great if you would tell a story. This is porn.
2009-03-06 11:25:56
Roxy,
I am with Mocca85.
If all you get out of it is porn brush if off and move on. Commenting on someone's intelligence is totally unnecessary. But then again negative opinions can be just as helpful as positive opinions. And everyone is entitled to their own opinion.
2009-03-06 13:50:01
MiSs t ,
hahahahaha...i love the "i put it on her dance"........so basic the way this story is going you about to give Craig sum long over due lovin.....ok going to read the details....holla!
2009-03-06 15:05:40
g. d. freightman,
Literay expression is what it is ... Let me put it this way, if you like Macy's over Target that is a personal preferance... It's all about what an individual prefers and I'd rather see people reading and writing instead of hating on and killing one another. I, too, believe that all opinions are necassary as well, they promote growth as long as they aren't expressed in an "attack the person" format. I'm learning though that, my desire for personal growth is my own, so I choose to lift up everyone who's trying to offer something more to life than a one-dimensional perceptive. Keep on striving because the more you write, you'll eventually master your own style and, thankfully, there are people who will embrace you and appreciate the gift you have. Oh, that "pussy cures all arguments" statement tickled the shit out of me. God, bless.
2009-09-27 17:14:49
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