Side Chic (4 page)

             
“Okay then let’s go.” I walked out ahead of him ready to get the day started and get rid of him and soon as possible.

             
We hopped in the van. I strapped on my seatbelt while Tre sat his backpack on the floor and then reclined his seat before putting in his earphones so that he could listen to his ipod.

             
“Ummm…do you want to make that seatbelt click sir?” I asked as I waited for him to
fasten
his seatbelt.

             
He must not have heard me because he continued to sing the lyrics to Lil’ Wayne’s Lollipop. “
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya. Call me so I can make it juicy for ya. Shawty wanna thug bottles in the club…”

             
“Tre!” I called loud enough so that he could hear me over the music.

             
He removed his e
arphones. “Yes ma’am Ms. Lala
.” The way that my name rolled off his tongue should’ve been illegal. He was staring at me waiting for me to tell him why I’d called his name.

             
“Um…could you buckle your um…seatbelt?” I asked before redirecting my eyes straight ahead.

             
“Oh yeah sure. No problem.” He sat his seat up some and buckled his seatbelt. “Is that better?” He asked flashing a perfect smile.

             
“Yep.” I started up the van and pulled out of the parking lot and we headed to Chesapeake, VA for our first job. On the drive there I had the radio turned to 95.7 listening to all of my jams old and new skool. I was singing to the music, snapping my fingers and dancing. This was what I did on a daily basis as I drove to each location. I was so into it that I had forgotten Tre was even in the van until I noticed him watching me.

             
Embarrassed I laughed and said. “My bad.”

             
“Oh you are good, I was enjoying the show. You can sing a lil bit and you got some sexy little moves. I especially like the lil move you do when you are windin’ your midsection real
slow…mmm. You ain’t gettin
’ no complaints from over here.” He said smiling and licking his lips.

             
Damn he was direct! He didn’t even know me like that. “Excuse me? Are you always this straight forward?”

             
“Yep. I say whatever is on my mind. Why not?” He asked. I didn’t respond because I actually didn’t know what to say. I turned my attention back on the road.

             
“How old are you Lala
?” he asked. I guess he’d gotten a little more comfortable because all of
a sudden I wasn’t Ms. Lala
anymore I was just plain ol’ Lala
.

             
“I’m twenty-six about to be twenty-seven. And you?”

             
“Twenty
-one about to be twenty-two
.” he said mockingly.

             
“Are you trying to be funny?”

             
“Who me? Nah never.” We both laughed. He was turning out to be cool. I was starting to see that I may have been wrong about him.

             
During the next few weeks we became pretty good friends. We even exchanged numbers, it was innocent at first but I soon learned that may have been my first mistake because then we were texting each other even when we weren’t working. Nothing out of the way just general convo. I was well aware of the fact that he had someone and that they had been together at that time for over five years. Little by little things started to escalate to another level between us. Tre was a huge flirt and I won’t lie I enjoyed the attention and flirted right back. Not thinking anything of it until one night when we were cleaning our last office building.

             
I was bent over cleaning the bottom of the glass door, when Tre came up behind me and purposely bumpe
d me from behind. “Excuse me Lala
.
I’m trying to clean the top of the glass for you because I know that you can’t reach it.” He said with his crotch still pressed firmly against my round backside.

             
“Well why don’t you just clean the other one while I do this one?” I asked not bothering to move from the position that we were in.

             
“Because I’d much rather
do
this one.” He said pressing against my backside a little more. He dropped the paper towels and glass cleaner that he’d been holding and placed his hands on my hips as he slowly grinded his crotch against my ass.

             
I felt myself becoming aroused. “Tre, as good as this feels I don’t think that it would be a good idea.” I said standing straight up.

             
He walked me up against the door and placed both of my hands against the glass with his hands over top of mine. “Why wouldn’t it be a good idea?” He asked nibbling on my ear. His warm mouth on my skin cause my pussy to immediately juice up. “Ain’t nobody here but the two of us and so there for we are the only ones who will know.”

             
“Tre.” I said my breathing pattern starting to change. This young ass nigga had my pussy doing jumping jacks! “You have someone and honestly I am not looking for anyone. Not only that but you are too young for me.”

             
“Number one, I am aware of the fact that I have someone, you let me worry about that. Number two, I’m not trying to be your man, I’m just trying to make you feel good. You and I both are well aware of the sexual tension between the two of us. And number three my age ain’t got shit to do with nothing. I promise you that if you give me this pussy I will have your a
ss up in her climbing the walls!
I have bedded woman much older than you and trust me they are still blowing a nigga’s phone up begging me to come and break them off.”

             
I turned around to face him. “We can’t do this.” I tried to
move
but he wouldn’t let me.

             
“Why not? You know that you want to. Look at how hard your nipples are.” He said looking down at them nearly poking a hole through my shirt and bra. “How long are you going to be able to fight it, huh? We work together and I am not quitting anytime soon and I assume that you aren’t either.”

             
He did have a point but I still stuck to my guns. “I don’t know but my answer is still no.”

             
“Okay. I’m not about to beg for it but before it is all said and done you will be begging me to put out that fire that I’ve already ignited between your legs. I’m willing to bet that your pussy is so wet right now I could use your panties for a slip and slide.” He said
backing up some and then
bending down to pick up the window cleaner and paper towels. He went over and began cleaning the other glass door while I finish the one that I had been working on.

             
The rest of the night I couldn’t keep my mind off of the things that he’d said to me. He’d sure as hell hit the nail on the head. I did want him and I wanted him bad. I wanted to feel him inside of me in the worst way. It’d been over a year and a half since I’d had some real dick. I say real because I’d had plenty of artificial dick. My body was long
overdue
for some good loving.

             
That night when I made it home,
I kicked off my shoes and stripped out of my clothes as soon as I made it through the front door. I ne
arly ran down the hallway to my
bedroom. I reached in the nightstand beside my bed and grabbed my nine inch vibrator. I turned it on and laid back on my bed. I didn’t have any time for playing. I needed some relief immediately. I placed the tip of my battery operated boyfriend directly on my clit and no sooner than it made contact I began to cum. When I’d gotten myself together I took the time to caress my breasts and play with my nipples while I stroked my toy in and out of my dripping wet pussy. I was so wet that I could feel my juices dripping down my ass cheeks. I closed my eyes and imagined that it was Tre playing with my breasts and fucking me nice and slow, allowing me to savor the feeling of him being inside of me. As those images flashed through my head I came long and hard.

             
That became a nightly routine for me. Tre would get me so worked up at work that by the time I made it home I had to immediately go to my bedroom and relieve myself. Sometimes I would just get myself off right there in the living room on the sofa. Tre was making it nearly impossible for me to continue to say no to him and fight off his advances. Even after he sent a picture of his thick long piece of equipment to my phone I still tried to resist but it was getting harder and harder. I used my vibrator so much that I ended up breaking it!

             
After weeks of saying no, I finally gave in. It was a Thursday night, I’d finished everything that I had to do.
I was sitting on top of a desk waiting for him to finish vacuuming the floor so that we could leave work. I was listening to my ipod and singing along to Keith Sweat’s How Deep Is Your Love. I had my eyes closed and was having dirty thoughts about Tre when I felt his lips on my neck. I thought that my mind was playing tricks on me. My eyes immediately popped open. He’d positioned his self between my legs and was planting kisses on my neck. His hands were like those of an octopus, they were roaming all over my body.

             
“What are you doing?” I moaned while holding onto the desk to brace myself.

             
“I thought you were singing to me asking how deep
my love was.
I’m trying to
show you.” He said making his way down to my breasts. I was wearing a low cut shirt that exposed the top of my breasts. He kissed my exposed cleavage and sucked on it leaving passion marks along the way.

             
“Tre…Tre please stop.” I moaned not trying to push him away. I was tired of trying to resist him and acting like I didn’t want him to blow my back out when in reality I knew that was exactly what I wanted. He took his fingers and traced circles around my nipples through my shirt. “Oh shit!” I squealed locking my legs around his waist. He dipped his head lower and started biting my nipple through my shirt. My nipples were extremely sensitive, I believe more sensitive than most women and him biting them nearly sent me through the roof! I snatched my earphones from my ears and tried to place them and my ipod on the table but they both fell to the floor. “Let’s fuck I don’t give a damn about age
or anything else at this moment!
”

             
He stopped assaulting my nipples for a moment to say. “Nah, I’m too young for you and I have a woman at home. This just wouldn’t be a good idea.” He said with a smirk before he went back to biting on my nipples through my shirt.

             
“Tre, don’t fucking play with me!” I warned I was so turned on that I was willing to take it at this point! I was ready to feel him inside of me. Fuck all that bullshit that he was talking.

             
“No Lala
! No means no!” He laughed.

             
“Tre, I am not playing with you!” I said tugging his shirt over his head revealing his slim but muscular tatted up body. That shit turned me on even more. I had a thing for niggas that were tatted up.

             
He walked over turned off the lights and then back over to me. He pulled my shirt over my
head and then unsnapped my bra, f
reeing my full breasts. “Stand up.” He instructed. I did as he said. He unfastened my belt and unsnapped my jeans an
d slid
them down along with my panties. I kicked off my shoes and stepped
out of my jeans and my panties, while he undressed
. He picked me up, surprising me with how strong he was and sat me back up on the desk.

             
He went back to work on my breasts sucking them and biting them. With one of his hands he inserted two fingers inside of my pussy and began working them in and out of me. I hadn’t had any in a while and my body was in desperate need of what he was giving it. He removed the two fingers that he’d been using to play in my pussy and held them up to my lips for me to taste my juices. I gladly took his fingers in my mouth and sucked them clean. He put them back inside of me and continued to finger my pussy. Then he pulled them out and began moving them back and forth over my clit.

             
“Damn Tre you are going to make me cum.” I panted.

             
“I sure am over and over again. Go ahead and cum on my fingers baby. Let that shit go.” He
tried to kiss me but I turned my head.

             
“Nah-uh no kissing. That’s how people catch feelings.”

             
He laughed. “Okay, I can respect that.” He started back sucking on my nipples as he continued to play with my clit. “Go ahead and cum for me.”

             
His wish was my command. I skeeted a
ll over his fingers
. I thought that he was going to give me a chance to recover but I was wrong. He laid me back and entered me to the hilt. I could feel him stretching me open to accommodate his size. It hurt so good and when he started to move in and out of me and play with my clit I thought that I was going to lose my mind. I locked my legs tightly around his waist and road him until I came again. The only noise that could be heard throughout the entire office was the sounds of our pleasure filled moans and the slapping of skin.