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That shit was cool at first, more pussy for me I thought. Until he called me one night in a panic. His wife of one year had gone into labor and he needed his old partner to hold his hand.
If men have biological clocks mine started ticking after watching my buddy with his firstborn. That fucker made that shit look good. And for the first time in my life I was jealous of someone else. Fucked me up royally!
Not saying that this little morsel of delight was gonna be the mother of my children, but she sure did get the old boy ticking. Shit like that a man has to take notice of.
I made myself stay a safe distance away not wanting to freak her out, but it wasn’t easy. I want my hands on that shit like right fucking now. I think I felt my palms itch in anticipation.
She must’ve felt my gaze or maybe she’d just noticed there was a strange man invading her space because she finally looked up at me. Direct shot straight to the cock.
“Damn baby!” I rubbed a hand over my chest where I could actually feel some real shit going on with my heart. Oh she’s as good as fucked.
I looked down at her hand because there is no way someone that hot wasn’t already taken. The men in this burg can’t be that fucking dumb.
She had wifey written all over her perfect babydoll looking ass. She looks like one of those women you keep barefoot and pregnant, and fuck me, where is my mind going with this shit?
Just my fucking luck, the first piece of ass I’ve seen that I liked in more than five years and she had to be somebody else’s. I was already tasting the bitter disappointment and I hadn’t even seen her finger yet.
I didn’t see a ring but these days that didn’t mean shit. I got mad as fuck at the thought that she might belong to someone else. What a fucking tease; not her but the situation.
Yeah I’m that kinda motherfucker. When I see something I like I hate it when someone else got there first. I never did learn to share.
Whether it’s a woman or a car I get into my feelings. But I’m gonna be extremely pissed if this doll is off the market. She’s fucking gorgeous. Like perfectly molded in every way gorgeous.
Her dark hair was cut in some kinda crazy ass style that was going in six different directions at once but somehow it suited her. It doesn’t matter anyway because I’m gonna fuck that shit up as soon as I get her flat on her back. Damn she was hitting all the right spots. It’s been a while since that shit happened, what with fad diets and bullshit.
Some time in the last decade or so some asshole has convinced women that they need to look more like their male counterparts. Six pack abs and no ass. Fuck outta here!
I just left L.A where that shit runs rampant. I think it was my hunger for a fine ole southern ass that had sent me scurrying back home truth be told. More so than my grand-mama’s stewed peas and cornbread.
My eyes finally made their way up to hers and damn. The hits just keep on coming. Emerald green with flecks of black and gold. But it was her lips; cupid bow, soft, pink, lush. She had the kind of lips that would take a man’s cock to paradise.
“Are you married?” not my best pick-up line but I like to get straight to the point. She shook her head before she caught herself. “Why are you asking?” She shifted her body as if poised for fight or flight and gave me the up and down eye roll.
Ohhh, sassy. Just how I like my pussy. She had her hand on her hip and that look in her eye that women get when they don’t take shit from men. Better and better, nothing I like better than taming a wild filly.
I looked her little short ass up and down taking her all in. She was five foot tall in her bare feet I’d imagine. And I was happy to see that she didn’t wear those death trap heels on her feet.
No, with the jeans and tee she wore sneakers. The sporty look suited her, but I’d like to see her in a lace bra with boy shorts on that round ass and wide hips.
She looked and smelled like money; don’t ask me how that shit smells. Usually I don’t fuck with the high society set, too much fucking work. I like ‘em a little gritty with an edge.
But my dick was sounding the alarm louder than a motherfucker and I knew that meant I couldn’t pass it up. The fucker wouldn’t let me alone if I walked away at this point.
