Don't Even Go There. Brenda Hampton

my hips in a circular motion.

      “Ahh,” he said with relief. “That feels good. Work that pussy, baby. I love a woman who knows how to put herself to work.”

      My motions had caused Korey to slow down. I knew he was trying to focus so he wouldn’t come, but I was anxious to keep the show on the road. I figured a ride from me would send him overboard, so I dropped my legs from his shoulders and turned to lay on my stomach. He kneeled behind me, and with my butt hiked in the air, his hardness entered my slippery hole. The forming juices sounded off in the room, and I gasped for air each time Korey pushed me forward. He had my butts cheeks pulled far apart and his hands gripped them.

      “Fuck me harder,” I suggested. “Go faster, baby, I want to come again.”

      “Me too,” he said, picking up his pace. His thighs slapped against my backside and I could feel my juices boiling over.

      “Ohh, shit,” I said, quickly moving back and forth. I couldn’t contain myself and cut loose again. He appreciated how wet I was, and it wasn’t long before he collapsed behind me. He rolled onto his back, taking deep breaths and touching his chest. “Damn, baby,” he said, still out of breath. “You almost gave me a heart attack. That shit was good, and why are you so moist like that? Has it been awhile for you? Because your energy level was extremely high.”

      “It’s been a minute,” I said, thinking about the last time Drake and I had sex, which was a little over a month ago. “You did your thing tonight too, and thanks for taking care of that itch for me.”

      He laughed and looked down at his dripping wet condom. “Anytime,” he said, taking it off. “There are plenty of these in my wallet.”

      I bet there were, and poor Claudette had no idea what her man was doing behind the scenes. I was so sure that I wasn’t the first person Korey had been with on the side, and as he lay in bed next to me that night, I asked him if he’d ever cheated on Claudette before.

      “Twice,” he admitted. “Claudette and I have been together for a long time and I’ve done something like this two times before. It was with the same person, but I cut it off with her because she wanted to make it more than what it was.”

      “So, like you and me, it was only a sex thing, right? When you say more, you mean the woman you were creeping with wanted a relationship?”

      “Exactly. She knew I was with Claudette and I wasn’t trying to end my relationship with her. I just wanted something different, and when she reached out to me about hooking up, I was down with it.”

      “Just like me, huh? You could’ve backed away from me, but you didn’t. And knowing that Claudette and I work right next to each other, why do you trust me not to say anything to her?”

      Korey’s arms were around my shoulders and he looked me straight in the eyes. “Honestly, I don’t care if you say anything to her. She won’t believe you and I’ll deny it. I can almost guarantee you that she’ll believe me over you.”

      I couldn’t agree with him more, so there was nothing to dispute. I rested my head on Korey’s shoulder, calling it a good night.

      Korey got up around 5:00 in the morning, and so did I. Before he left, we tackled another round of sex in the shower and laughed as we lathered and tickled each other’s naked bodies. This time, I sat on his lap as he sat on the seat in the shower. My back faced him, and I gave him the ride that I’d failed to give him last night. The water sprayed on our bodies to cool us down, but not by much. I sent him out the door with a true smile on his face, and when I got to work, I couldn’t stop reminiscing about the night. Veronica, Claudette, and I sat in the break room eating lunch. When Veronica snapped her fingers in my face, that’s when I came out of my trance.

      “What did you say?” I asked while nibbling on my sandwich. “Sorry, I was thinking about something.”

      “What’s his name?” Claudette teased. “I know you have a man, Chase, and it’s time for you to come clean. Besides, we’re going to meet him at the Christmas party, aren’t we?”

      “As a matter of fact, I was thinking about my father.” I wanted to tell her so badly that I was thinking about how tender my pussy felt from fucking her man. As Korey had said, though, she wouldn’t believe me. “And as for the Christmas party, no, I’ll be attending it alone.”

      “Well, mostly everyone will have a date and I think you should try to bring someone,” Claudette suggested. “You know my boo is coming with me and he is so excited about Christmas this year. We are planning to go on another trip before the wedding, and I’m going to see if Liz will give me a few days off next week.”

      “Where are the two of you going?” Veronica inquired.

      Claudette snapped her fingers and wiggled her neck. “To Vegas,” she bragged. “I’ve never been to Vegas, and you know what they say: what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Don’t be surprised if we just up and get married.”

      I doubted that, and Claudette was such a fool. Korey had two sides to him, and I could never understand why a woman could never figure that mess out. As she continued to go on and on about her boo, I bit into my sandwich again, tuning her out. Veronica had done the same. I guess she was just as tired as I was about listening to Claudette ramble on about her so-called perfect relationship with Korey. She loved it when the other people at our job talked about how handsome he was, and mentioned what a cute couple they made. I had made my comments too, and a part of me understood why Claudette was so hooked. Korey was dynamite in bed, and the way he licked between my legs couldn’t be forgotten. I got back to thinking about his tongue working its magic, but when my cell phone vibrated, I looked to see who it was. Funny timing, as it was Korey. Claudette had taken a breath from talking to eat her food.

      “Yes,” I said.

      “Can you talk?”

      “I have a mouth, don’t I?”

      He laughed. “You know what I mean. Is Claudette near you?”

      I looked right at her. “Nope. And for a man who doesn’t seem to care either way, why are you asking?”

      “I just want to be sure. You know I don’t want to go around breaking any hearts,” he joked.

      “Oh, I understand. So, what’s up?”

      “Are you thinking about me?”

      “Maybe.”

      “Well, I’m thinking about you. Can I come over tonight, or would you prefer that we go out to dinner tonight? It’s Friday and I know you ain’t staying cooped up in your apartment.”

      Claudette had mentioned earlier that they were going to the movies. I guess he was willing to cancel their plans. “You don’t have any other plans? I thought you did.”

      “Plans to be with you. Are you game or what?”

      “Not tonight,” I whispered. Claudette and Veronica were taking in every word I’d said. They were some nosy-ass bitches, I swear. “Maybe next week.”

      “You got plans with somebody else tonight?”

      I disliked Korey’s insecurities and they really had no place in the kind of relationship we were beginning to have. “His name is Drake. Like you, I have something on the side and we have to be patient with each other’s circumstances. Next week, I promise.”

      “Fuck Drake. I want to see you tonight. Put that fool on the calendar for next week, not me.”

      “Good-bye, playboy, this is really a bad time. Elephant ears are around me, so call me later.”

      “No, I’ll see you later. If you slam the door in my face, too bad.”

      I shut my phone and looked at Veronica and Claudette. Their eyes were bugged and lips were pursed. “I told you she be lying,” Veronica said. “And, yes, these elephant ears were listening. Who is Drake?”

      “None