LOVE ON THE WAY- Part 2 (Excerpt from upcoming Ambivalence Trilogy)

"I have custody of her now.”

“Oh my. You have been busy haven’t you.”

“I guess I have.”

“Well, that says a lot about you, and I like what it says.”

I smiled.

“Would you show me to your bathroom please?

I did just that and she closed the door slowly, smiling at me up until we vanished on opposite sides. I found myself stuck standing there, drifting away in the happiness of my current situation. I had my own place, a Heineken in hand, the best weed on the planet in my system, and the finest woman in the western hemisphere freshening up in my bathroom. I didn’t expect our first encounter to be so spontaneous. I was hoping to have rose pedals all over the place, dinner, and champagne with romance oozing from every crack and crevice, bubbling up from the carpet. That was not the case as things were transpiring awkwardly simple. Guess no one can really plan life. I went into the bedroom and thought some more. Airees was straight to the point, hardly rude but clear that she came to be with me, and didn’t have a lot of time to waste. I wasn’t sure how to take that, but the anticipation of what was about to happen didn’t leave any room for stressing.

I heard the bathroom door open and could feel her footsteps nearing my bedroom door. I glanced around quickly at my room. My dressers were black with silver handles. The headboard was black and the bed was covered with a thick, fluffy red and white comforter with white sheets. There was a black bookshelf with white dividers against the wall by the head of the bed and a red rug in front. Everything was neat and clean, I took pride and comfort in that.

Airees entered the doorway and paused in a bent knee, sexy pose. My breath fleed the scene at the sight of what she had on. Her top, which I guess was a bra, lingerie of course, was white with intricate diamond and star designs in both cups. The material looked feathery soft. Spaghetti straps held her handful of breasts loosely, allowing them to slump just a bit into a sexy tear drop, giving them a supple, cushy look. Her panties were solid white in the front and see through lace around the side and back, with those same diamond and star configurations in them. They fit like boy shorts, mini boy shorts sitting on top of her round butt, leaving three-fourths of those dark, sexy cheeks exposed.

She walked a slow pace towards the bed. A walk I’d never witnessed when she was in uniform; sexy and unforced. The white stood out on her dark skin like it was florescent. Neither my boxer briefs or my pajamas could hide my excitement. Sweet Lady by Tyrese came on. When she got within arm’s reach I pulled her close to me, facing me. She was standing, I was sitting. My face was eye level with her beautiful breasts, and both of my hands were cupped around her butt, holding it gently. I kissed her softly in her cleavage area, just pecks while running a hand firmly up her back, keeping a nice grip on one cheek.

Before I let You Go by Blackstreet came on and I gestured for her to sit in my lap. She did, slowly. She donned a sly, sexy smile in acknowledgement of what she felt beneath her. I was bad off, and the passion wedged beneath us was confirmation. I was as stiff as pressurized wood.

We began kissing with soft, prolonged pecks. Pecking, switching angles, pecking some more while gazing into one another’s eyes. I caressed her beautiful legs up and down, stopping where her thighs turned to hips, squeezing her there. My finger tips sank into the area where her hips turned to ass. She was soft as muffins. Genuine romance and passion had us surrounded.

Ready, Willing & Able, by Jaheim came on. Man, I was lost in her, lost in the kush, lost in the prospect of what was about to take place. I stood up with her in my arms, turned and gently placed her on the bed, on her back. She was beautiful and I stared everywhere, then rolled her over, easy, onto her stomach and looked some more. The way her butt poked out from beneath that white lace, my eyes hugged her curves like a sports car. Her sexy was a gravitational force, keeping my hands pinned to her. She stared back at me and smiled at my appreciation. She was getting a kick out of my hunger for her, I could tell. Why Would You Stay? by Kem came on. Airees lifted her butt about an inch higher off the bed, poking it out for me, and smiling even more at what she knew she was doing to me. Her eyes traced their way down to my bulge and then she crawled over towards me. Still on her stomach she pulled me closer to her and loosened the draw string on my pajamas with her teeth. My PJs were oversized and would have normally fallen to the floor but my tool, pointing towards her, held them up like a clothes hook.

In seconds my pajamas and underwear were down around my ankles. My lust sprang out like it had been freed from jail. She took a hold of me with her small, soft hand. I pulsed and grew harder. She looked up at me and smiled as if I had performed magic, then looked into my third..

TO BE CONTINUED....

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Muhjahid Woodson- Quahar is a local Charlotte,NC resident coming from Virginia. He is a talented author that brings real life to his writings. He has several published works including the Ambivalence trilogy .