Can't Stay Mad...

May had arrived. Susan was still at Ray’s house and so was his brother which meant, I was still at the apartment.

It was a beautiful Saturday morning when I sat out on the balcony watching the waves crash against the shore when the sliding door opened and Ray joined me, “There you are beautiful,” he said as he reached for my hand.

I rose to my feet and looked into his eyes. His lips pressed onto mine. I felt his tongue slip past my teeth. His hand slipped into my semi-opened robe. After a few seconds, I was humming and moaning sweetly. I couldn’t stay mad at him. Hours before standing on that balcony with his fingers in my wet center, we had had a heated argument about him giving his brother a job at the restaurant where I worked.

He couldn’t understand why it made me so angry. And I couldn’t state the reason. I knew Jeremy only wanted to harass me.

I held on tightly to Ray’s strong shoulders and gasped as my pussy flooded his hand. He lifted my leg and pressed his fullness into me. I felt every ridge of the enlarged veins that ran along his shaft. “You still love me?” he asked as if he already knew the answer.

“Yes, Ray, I love you!” My voice cracked as it went up an octave.

As he stroked my pussy to sweet perfection, I was locked into his gaze. The sun’s magnificent rays hit his skin just right giving him an almost godlike glow. I realized at that moment there was no turning back. This man had me and not just sexually. I felt a connection to him spiritually. His essence was engraved into my soul. This was the kind of love my mother warned me about and the kind of love my grandma admired. Isn’t funny how two people can see and experience the same thing yet have different perspectives about it?

My head tilted back as I cussed. He pulled me even closer; we kissed as his throbbing cock unloaded so much cum that it leaked down my inner thigh.

The sheer look of satisfaction on my face and the kiss let him know that I wasn’t mad anymore. I only hoped Jeremy would leave me in peace. But something within me felt like he was going to be up to some she-fuckery and foolishness.

Ray pulled out and kissed me once more before heading inside the apartment.

******

Before Ray left, he confirmed that we’d be having drinks at Damian & Gracie’s place. Since we had such a great time the night of the grand opening, we made it a biweekly occurrence. As I lay in bed waiting, I heard the door open. Moments later, he arrived as he normally would.

Instantly, he came out of his clothes and joined me under the sheets. On our right sides, we lay. My hand touched the side of his handsome face as I looked back. This was our ritual at least three times a week. Even though I knew his uncle was onto our behavior, I could stop being with Derrick.

Jeremy had not confronted anyone but me with his anger. He admonished me at every chance he got. I often wondered if he was upset that I wouldn’t fuck him too. As handsome as he was, his disposition and mean spirit turned me off. It made my pussy dry up like the Sahara. I liked a man that was confident in his masculinity. A man that displayed his essence in a nontoxic unthreatening way.

As Derrick delighted in me and I in him, he said to me, “I miss you being at the house.”

“I know. I miss seeing you every day.”

Our lips pressed together. His tongue was sweet. I felt my center sloppy wet. Twice in one morning by both Foss men. It was a beautiful start to my day. Slowly I felt his cock shrinking in my pussy until my walls could no longer hold him within.

He smiled, “I love you, babe.”

We lay and chatted until it was time for me to get ready for work. Saturdays were typically busy. There was the lunch rush and the Saturday night live band. The place had turned into a hot spot.

After Derrick left, I was ready to head out. I liked the fact that I could be dressy and sexy at work. I wore a pair of coffee brown slacks a white halter with a sleeveless vest on top and my gold heels. I placed a pair of oversized glasses on my face and walked with purpose to my new car.

I had given Ray back the car he lent me and purchased a new car. He wanted to buy me a car but I wanted to prove to his annoying siblings that I wasn’t out for his money. I was a hardworking woman and I was with Ray because I wanted him.

I hit the button on the car to open the door to my black Nissan Murano. I opened the door and got behind the wheel. The engine started; the music played a nice romantic rhythm and blues. I sang along as I headed to work.

*****

I was usually the first to arrive but that day, I saw Donovan’s car parked in the back where management typically parked. I entered through the rear door and walked to the office where I saw him on his laptop, “Good morning, Donovan,” I said as I strolled to my desk on the opposite side of the room.

He scanned me, “You look amazing as always. I’d like to think you come dressed up for me but I’m sure that’s not the case.”

I chuckled, “I like feeling powerful and sexy. I do appreciate the compliments, so keep ’em coming,” I joked.

He smiled, “Yes ma’am. Donovan Douglas is on compliment duty from here on out.” He rose from his seat and stretched, “Ray said his brother was joining the team. What exactly is his background in restaurant management?”

“Ha, none. He worked as a used car salesman up until he came here for a visit.”

Jeremy Foss. The middle child. Divorced after twenty years of marriage, one son lived in California attending a performing arts school. Jeremy had attempted to attend school to become a doctor but abandoned the idea to go into a solar panel business with two people. The company folded after a year. Since then, he’d been selling cars at a dealership. But at the present moment, he was working on my last nerve.

Donovan shrugged, “Maybe we can put him in charge of supplies or—“

“I was thinking something more low key…like managing the staff’s schedule.”

He laughed, “You’re right.” He started to walk back to his desk but paused, “I can’t wait for tonight.”

I smiled at him and he headed for his seat.

******

When Jeremy arrived at the restaurant, we informed him that he could manage the wait staff; he had a little attitude.

Donovan flexed on him, “Honestly, this is the best position for considering you’re the only one of us that has no industry experience. For the business to be successful, this is what was decided. Ray and Damian agreed.”

He huffed but, in the end, he had to be content or go back to Cali and sell cars.

When the wait staff arrived, he was introduced and after his spiel, they all went to their stations. I headed back to the office and he followed me. I stepped inside and he closed the door. We stared each other down. I rolled my eyes and went to my desk.

As I sat, he posted right in front and grinned, “You look lovely.”

My face scrunched, “What do you want?”

“To not have this tension between us.”

“The tension exists because you and your sister brought it here with your bullshit.”

He smirked, “What kind of life are you expecting with Ray? He’s old enough to be your father. In ten years, he’ll be worn out. You’re young and beautiful and I’m sure you’re hoping to get married and have kids.”

I shook my head, “You sure are making a lot of assumptions for a man that only surfaced in the last month. Your mother has been sick for years.”

“Hey, I’ve been through a lot. It’s not easy going through a divorce and putting a kid through college.”

I didn’t want to invalidate his feelings because I was certain those things had to be a challenge. However, it was not an excuse for him not to call to check on her more often or ask Ray if he needed help. They only assumed he was fine with everything because he was the oldest and most financially secure.

They were not concerned with their mother’s health in the manner Ray was concerned. They were waiting for her to pass away so they could collect. And Ray didn’t have to divulge any family gossip; I saw it in their actions.

I sighed deeply and began my work. Checking the supply levels ensuring we had enough food to make all the tasty dishes that were popular at the restaurant.

“Look, I get it. My brother likes you. I don’t want to interfere anymore.”

I looked at him sarcastically. He chuckled, “I’m serious but our sister most definitely does not like you but—“

“But what?”

He sat on the chair in front of the desk, “We both know the likely hood of my mother living beyond this year is slim.”

I made a face.

I’m just being real. Once things settle down and Susan finds something to do, she’ll be too busy to worry about you and Ray or Derrick. She honestly just needs to be fucked really good. She’s so uptight.”

That almost provoked a chuckle from me. She looked like one of those women who liked to ration her pussy. Only fuck her husband once a month and give blow jobs once a year. That’s probably why the poor man got gone.

He went on to explain that financial stress was another reason that ended her marriage. Susan liked to spend money they didn’t have to try to maintain the lifestyle of someone rich when they were middle class. They had okay money but not the kind that permitted spending $2000 on a purse randomly.

When Jeremy left the office, I had a lot swimming in my head. The main hope I had was Susan becoming preoccupied with something other than Ray. I wondered how we could make that happen sooner without putting hope into the demise of Nana.

I knew she wasn’t doing well. I knew that death was an inevitable part of life but I much like Ray wasn’t ready to let her go. Call it the selfish nature of humans not wanting to deal with grief. I had already seen my grandfather pass away. Then my mother. My heart wasn’t ready to lose Nana.

******

It was time for couples’ night. Technically, Donovan and Jess weren’t lovers but for the intent of our gatherings, they were considered a couple.

As each man sat on the sofa, we swallowed their nice shafts in our hungry wet cunts. Ray had Gracie. She looked content as she rode his beautiful cock. Her dark skin looked perfect in contrast to his olive tone.

Damian gripped Jess’s hips and guided them to his liking. I knew he was ready to lift her in the air and send her bouncing on his rod. It was his favorite move. He adjusted and planted his feet. I saw her ass ripple with each stroke.

And there I was with Donovan enjoying a wonderful ride. I loved how he took care of cupping my breasts in his hands and licking my areola before sucking my nipples. I pulled his hair as I nutted. Then he stood and showed me he could bounce me on his cock. “Plop, plop, plop,” our bodies sounded as they collided and ricocheted.

It wasn’t long before Ray stood with Gracie in his arms.

The room was filled with lustful sounds growing louder with each passing moment. We moaned, cussed, and cried as our bodies were swept away with ecstasy.

Donovan placed me down on my feet. It was time to switch. I went to Damian. He bent me over and split my wet center with his massive slab of meat. My body rocked as he rolled. I was so stuffed I couldn’t lock down on his cock. But he could feel my walls pulsating on his shaft. My eyes rolled as I climaxed again. He got excited and stood me upright. His arms wrapped around me holding me tight to his body.

His breaths quickened, and he grunted, “Ah, ah, ah. I can’t pull out, Jesus, I can’t,” he said, and then he exploded in my pussy. His hand caressed my right thigh. He hummed as the climactic haze faded.

Jess couldn’t handle any more dick. So, with my lips and clit still swollen, I mounted Ray looking into his eyes. He was so close to bursting it didn’t take me long to feel him explode.

Once Donovan finished with Gracie, we all got cleaned up. Raymond dropped me at the apartment and Donovan and Jess went home.