The Fiasco in South Carolina (Jordan Breaks Up with Rodrigo)

Barbara sat in the seat in front of Jordan’s desk giving her a blow-by-blow of what happened the night before, “He wasn’t that long, but chile, he had a thick one and he knew what to do with it. All I can say is that…back was blown.”

Jordan chuckled.

There was a knock, and Montell entered. Barbara stood and spoke in a happy tone, “Hey Montell, thanks for introducing me to your friend.”

“No problem, he said that he had a great time.”

“I was thinking about doing something at my house on Saturday, everyone’s invited!!”

“Sounds good.”

“I have plans,” said Jordan remembering her date with Rodrigo.

“Well, Montell, you’re still welcome to come.” She patted his shoulder before leaving.

He looked at Jordan, “Plans this weekend, is your husband in town?”

“He’s not.”

“So you going get you some apple pie.”

She eyed him, “Montell—”

“Look, I know I can’t get mad, but I do feel some type of way.”

She stood up. Walked close to him until she was pressed against him. The way she looked in that fitted red dress with the V-neck collar, excited him.

“You said you wanted another weekend. I’ll give you another weekend, maybe we can do one of those quick cruises to the Bahamas. You can have me all to yourself. And I’ll even let you try that one thing you keep asking to do.”

He smiled, “Don’t bull shit me Jordan.”

“I’m not.

“I’m holding you to it.” He kissed her and left.

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Friday after work, Jordan drove to a paid parking lot and waited. Within five minutes, Rodrigo drove up in his black BMW. She got out of her car. He smiled as he walked up to her; she wore cut-off shorts and a white top with a black bikini top underneath. Her legs were toned and her butt popped in those shorts. He leaned in for a kiss, “You look beautiful mami.” He reached for the bag, “Ready?”

He placed the bag in the backseat and opened her door, she got in and they were off on a weekend adventure.

As he drove, she ran her fingers through his hair, and he smiled. He played tropical salsa music and sang to her.

It was still light out when he pulled up to the beach condo in Surf City. He parked and they walked to the back of the house and opened the door to the fence to find the pool area. There was food and wine set up near the pool. “This is sweet,” she said as she kissed his cheek.

“Come mami, let’s eat.”

As they sat at the patio table eating finger sandwiches and fruit, they listened to the sounds of the ocean and its surroundings. It was calming. The waves, the seagulls, the breeze. Rodrigo stood up and asked for her hand as some salsa played, “Do you remember that night we danced salsa in Atlanta?”

She laughed, “Um, I remember you teaching me some moves. I was struggling.”

He laughed, “You did great.” He turned her, then pulled her in for a kiss. Some bachata played, and he held her close, “You remember this one?” he asked.

She smiled, “Yes. I could do this one.” They danced the bachata. His hands caressed her, as he dipped her and brought her back up.

He smiled, “Let’s go for a walk on the beach, by the time we get back, it’ll be dark and we can go skinny dip in the pool.”

“Okay let’s go.”

He led her to the where the fence opened to the shore. They walked past the dunes and their feet touched the warm sand. She picked up shells and put some in her pocket.

“So how are things with you and Dave?” he asked.

She shook her head, “The same. He’s content with his life on the road and I’m finding my peace with it.”

He stopped. He looked into her eyes as the sun was going down, and kissed her, “Ready to head back?”

They looked down the shore, she laughed, “I don’t remember which house it was.”

“Come on.” He reached for her hand and they walked back.

When they returned, Rodrigo walked to the pool. He pulled off his shirt and pants and stood there exposed under the light of the stars. She smiled and walked to him, “I’ve never been naked in a pool.”

“Tonight’s your lucky night,” he replied. He took off her bikini top and devoured her breasts. Then kissed her mouth. Her hand found him strong and ready. His hand traveled down and touched her. “Let’s get in.” he headed to the pool steps and walked down. It wasn’t a deep pool; it started at 3 feet and went to five feet. She took off her bottoms and joined him.

Their bodies were beaded with water. He stood close, kissing her neck and feeling her under the water. He lifted her and found his way inside. They moved together; the water sloshed around them. Her breasts pressed against his chest, and she held on tightly. “Oooh, um, Rodrigo,” she moaned.

He kissed her as he stroked nicely; the way his penis curved upward always seemed to hit her spot just right. He pulled out and walked her to the pool steps. She sat on the second, he opened her legs and feasted until her back arched and her body flinched. They switched places and she serviced him until he moaned and pulled her on top of him.

He sat looking into her eyes, caressing her breasts as she rode him under the stars and the breeze rolled off their skin.

The bedroom had a sliding door that opened to the patio. Rodrigo left it opened, only locking the screened portion. He and Jordan lay next to each other, her leg draped over his. Her hand was on his chest. He caressed her skin, “I can be with you like this forever.”

The thought danced in her mind. How would that work, exactly? Even though she was more than aware of Dave’s indiscretions, he’d certainly not approve of her doing the same. She had only been with Dave, up until she had the one encounter with Rodrigo, and now she added Montell to the equation. It was truly a tangled web of sorts…

She smiled, “That sounds beautiful, in theory, but—”

“No buts, it’s just how I feel.” He looked into her eyes, “I realize our situation is…complicated, but I don’t think adding a boy to it, is the best choice.”

She huffed, “He’s not a boy.”

“Whatever. I just…I don’t like it.”

She sat up, his eyes covered her, “I don’t, don’t know what to say.”

“I get sharing you with your husband, but—”

“You don’t want to share me with anyone else.”

He sat up, “No.” He pulled her in and their lips pressed together.

She could feel him growing beneath the sheets, she grinned, “We are supposed to be getting some sleep.”

He laughed, “I know, but, looks like he wants more of you.”

“You want me on top.” He nodded. She slid over, seated lotus position, their eyes connected, hearts beating rapidly, slow and methodical, his hands caressing her back, his mouth showering kisses from her mouth to her neck and breasts, he whispered things to her in his native tongue, she smiled and kissed his forehead. She said to him, “when I’m with you, I’m with you. I’m yours and that’s all that matters right now.”

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When daylight shined through the door in the bedroom, Jordan awoke to find Rodrigo standing at the threshold in all of his glory, buns nice and tight, she smiled, “Good morning.”

He turned to her with sunshine in his eyes and replied in Spanish, “Good morning.”

She sat up in the bed and stretched.

He smiled, “The day awaits us beautiful. Get ready.”

“What are we doing?”

“I’m taking you to a great place for breakfast, they make awesome omelets, and then we can go play in the ocean before the rain comes in later. She got out of bed. Her body, chocolate, sweet enough to eat. His eyes covered her and he grinned, “hurry and get dressed before we end up not leaving the house.”

She laughed and headed into the bathroom.

She ran the shower, stepped inside, and moments later, Rodrigo joined her. They washed each other, touched, kissed, he almost started again, she commented, “We’re never going to get ready.”

He smiled, “I can’t help myself when I’m around you, mi reina.”

“So is it purely sexual?”

He shook his head, “It’s not. I can have sex with any woman…I mean, I was with Samantha. And things weren’t great, but they weren’t bad…I just.” He stared into her eyes, “I don’t know, I’ve always admired you.” He kissed her lips.

She turned and shut the water off, “Let’s get ready. I’m starved.”

He smiled, “Let’s.”

After drying, Rodrigo went into the room to dress. Jordan stood in front of the mirror putting the finishing touches on her look. Her short hair framed her oval face perfectly, her makeup a subtle array of browns and burgundy, and on her ears were large gold hoop earrings.

When Rodrigo entered, he witnessed her in a white chiffon dress that hit her at mid-thigh, which showed off her amazing toned legs and off the shoulder, revealing her beautiful regal neck, he couldn’t help but place kisses all over her exposed skin as his arms wrapped around her waist, “You look like a muneca,” which is Spanish for doll. She smiled.

He stepped back, pulled something out of his pocket, and then around her neck, white gold, square-framed diamonds with one diamond in the center. Her hand touched, “This is beautiful, but—”

“Just wear it when you’re with me.”

She smiled turned to him and hugged him, “Thank you.”

“Are we ready?”

She nodded.

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The day was seemingly normal, but, for Jordan, these wild weekends are just never quite that simple. Montell, couldn’t stop thinking about Jordan being alone with Rodrigo. Even though he promised to fall back, he couldn’t help himself. On Saturday night, he checked into a nearby hotel in Surf City, right on the beach.

He toiled with himself, He stared at a picture of him and Jordan from their trip to Miami. Then his mind flashed to what she said the night they were together in his house. “I promise to let you do that one thing you’re always asking me to do.” He smiled and thought about it as he stood in the bathroom, fresh out of the shower, his body still glistening from the beads of water.

She lay flat on her tummy on the bed, as he rubbed her back with oils. He drizzled kisses down her spine. When he arrived at her buttox, he added more oil until it shined. He squeezed and parted her cheeks, revealing her two entrance points. One he had already explored, but there was another, he longed to get a taste of.

He leaned over and licked it, she turned to him. He paused and their eyes met. He said, “Relax and just trust me, baby.”

Her heart raced. With one hand he rubbed her ass and on the other, he gently inserted his finger. The oil allowed for smooth entry. However, his penis was way ticker, could she handle all of him?

He lay on top of her, she held her breath for a moment, and he said, “Relax baby.”

She let out a breath and slowly he began to find his way inside, first the tip. She gripped the sheets. Little by little he went a little deeper opening her wider. He kissed her back to make her feel at ease and suddenly her cries turned to slight moans, he continued and continued, slowly until finally, he released inside her.

Montel looked at himself in the mirror, his hand holding himself, his penis leaked with his juices. He cleared his throat. Suddenly, he didn’t feel bad about doing what had done. He knew what he wanted. And if Rodrigo wanted to try him, he would show him. He grinned.

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The busy café bustled with customers. The waitress an older woman with messy hair and a sweet accent approached the table wear Rodrigo and Jordan sat eating, “How’s e’rthang?” she asked, her stance slightly crooked as she leaned to one side.

Rodrigo looked at their plates, “Que pasa mi amor, are did you not like your omelet.”

Jordan smiled, “It was fine, I just can’t eat it all. I told you we could have shared.”

“It seems my love is watching her lovely figure.” He stacked the plates and the waitress took them.

“I just want to say, you and your wife make such a beautiful couple, any kids?”

Jordan eyed him in anticipation of his response, and of course, he played along, “None yet, still working on it.”

“Gonna be a beautiful baby.” She left the check and walked away.

Jordan folded her arms, he pulled out money to pay, and laughed, “It’s all in fun, but seriously our babies would be beautiful.” He stood then walked over to pull out her seat, “Mi muneca preciosa.” He kissed her cheek and they left.

They went for a walk and later made it back to the beach house to change for a day on the water. Rodrigo had rented a double-seated Seadoo water cycle. At first, Jordan was **** to mount, but after a little sweet-talking, she got on behind him, “Rodrigo, please just—”

“He took off, the water flew up along the sides, the craft hopped on top of waves before dropping down on the water repeatedly. She hollered for a moment and calmed down as he slowed; her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. They cruised down the ocean, passed by other boaters, and surfers, and saw the folks playing in the ocean near the shore with all the beach houses, restaurants, and hotels. “How far are we going?” she asked.

“Just a little bit more,” he replied.

At the end of the adventure, they went back to the beach house. In the shower, they washed each other, “Did you have fun today?” he asked as he looked into her eyes and the water ran down his skin.

She smiled, “Yes. I can’t lie. It was fun.”

His hand touched her face, he leaned in, lips touched. Washing was over, now there was caressing as skin touched skin, the temperature rose gradually, her hands stroking below, “you wanna put it inside.”

He nodded as his finger found her clit and strummed, “you want me inside?” she nodded.

His lips now on her nipples, suckled like she possessed a magic ingredient he needed to survive, she was already on the verge, “Oh shit.” Just as her body began to quake, he lifted her left leg and plunged inside, their eyes locked for a moment, before he covered her mouth with delectable kisses and moved rapidly from her neck to her breasts and mouth again. “Mami, you feel so good, I don’t want to pull out, can I?”

She shook her head, “You can’t.”

He pleaded, “por favor, mamita. I want to, so good.”

She shook her head again, “No papi, pull out.” He went faster and just before he erupted, he barely had time to pull out. She eyes him.

He kissed her mouth, “I’m sorry mamita.”

“You know better.”

He smiled as he watched her exit the shower staring at her back and ass still glistening. He bit his lip and stepped out and reached for a towel. She went into the bedroom. He stood in front of the mirror. He saw his phone vibrating and the light shined. He picked it up and saw a text from Stephanie, “I’ll be there shortly, can’t wait.” His heart almost exploded, he dialed her number, “Hey, um, did you send me a text saying you’re here?”

“Yes, baby, and I can’t wait to see you. I know things have been rough lately, but when I finally saw your email saying to meet you here…I dropped everything and I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

The call ended. Rodrigo stepped into the bedroom where Jordan was dressing. He had a panicked look, she asked, “Are you okay?”

“Please don’t get upset. Um, Stephanie is here, or she’ll be here in ten minutes.”

“And why would she be coming here, if you two broke up?”

The silence was deafening. She nodded, obviously pissed. She shook her head, “So you lied to me.”

“I didn’t lie. Stephanie and I have been on bad terms for months…just trying—”

“So what was all that bullshit you were talking about last night, huh? You know, I actually for a moment—” she grunted in frustration, “So what do you want me to do, hide under the bed, in the closet?? What??”

“I meant want I said last night,” he tried to hold her, but she pushed him away, “I can’t. I can’t with you. You really—let me get my shit and I’ll find a way home, but after this…don’t even think about ever touching me again.”

She angrily grabbed her things. “Jordan, please don’t be like this. I’ll tell her to leave.”

“You won’t. because this is a fun little game for you. “Have your little blanquita at the house…meanwhile you play games and screw the little negrita.”

“Jordan? How could you say that? You know that’s not true.”

“That’s what it feels like.” She left with her bag on her shoulder and walked down the shore for a while before going through a pathway that led to the sidewalk. No way this shit can get any worse, she thought…and it did. Thunder clapped and within a few short seconds, huge drops pelted her.

Her phone sounded, she looked and saw the familiar number, she answered, “Montell, I don’t have time right now.”

“Are you okay?”

She looked around, “No. I’m not okay. I have to figure something out.”

“I’m here. I can help you baby.”

“What are you talking about. I’m in SC, I can’t wait four hours for you to get here.”

“No, I mean, I’m here just look to your left, the car with flashers.”

She turned to see his car. He got out and walked to her, took her bag, “Come on baby, get in the car.” He opened the door, she got in, clothes drenched, mind drenched, the doors locked and Montell started driving. She stared ahead, “Not to sound ungrateful, but what are you doing here?”

“I came last night. I wanted to steal a few moments of your time.”

She nodded. Her mind ran rampant with cuss words she wanted to hurl.

“How are things, you good?”

She shook her head, “His girlfriend showed up…and I don’t know…I guess I’m just feeling…stupid.”

“I understand.” He said as he pulled into the parking lot of the hotel, “I have a room here.”

“Honestly, I’m not in the mood for anything. I want to go home.”

He nodded, “I get that, but it’s already raining, it’ll be dark soon. Let’s just go dry off and get some rest. We can leave first thing in the morning.”

She nodded and got out of the car and went with him to his room.

While she showered and changed, Montell went to the laundry to dry their clothes. Jordan sat on the bed wearing boy shorts and a tank. Her heart was heavy…the night she had spent with Rodrigo was incredible, for a moment, she allowed herself to think, maybe, but the reality of the moment hit hard like a gut punch right after eating a full meal. She got under the covers and stared at the wall. After a while, she drifted to sleep.

Montell returned, and he saw her sleeping. He placed the clothes on a chair and walked over to her. He saw her cellphone light up multiple times from Rodrigo. He turned her phone off and got in bed next to her. She woke up. He rubbed her shoulder, “are you sad over him?”

“Honestly, I am. I know that’s not something that you want to hear. But—I guess I just had these thoughts, not being alone, having someone care about me, spoil me.”

He nodded and lifted his hands, “I’m here.”

“I know, but you’re young. You need to find a young woman. I’m sure you’re going to want kids one day.”

“What if I said I couldn’t have kids.”

She sat up, “What?”

“Seriously,” she sat up, “I was with a woman for two years. She wanted kids, but she never got pregnant. Eventually, it took its toll on our relationship.”

“How did you know it wasn’t her?”

“Because…she’s married now with a kid.”

“I’m sorry.”

He smiled, “it’s okay, I’ve had a long time to deal with it, that’s why I said, what if a guy just wanted to vibe with you, spend time with you without the possibility of kids. And…I know you keep worrying about my age, but we are both grown.”

She smiled, “Yeah, we’re both grown, but what exactly are you looking for, I mean, I’m married. I have children that are a decade younger than you.”

“I understand all that. It can be just us…spending time and enjoying each other…nobody else. Give me a weekend a month, I promise, you’ll look forward to our weekends. It’ll be all about you,”

He touched her leg, “so?”

She smiled, “Okay.”

“Nobody else but me…” he laughed.

She nodded, “I hear you.”

“Come here.” He laid back and pulled her close. Kissed the top of her head, “You smell good.”

“Thank you.”

“You should let me give you a massage.”

“You know how to massage…and I mean really massage.”

He laughed, “I do.” He got up, “Get undressed.”

She stood, peeled out of the tank, and slipped out of the shorts. She laid on her belly, relaxed, eager to feel his hands on her skin. He turned off all the lights except the one by the bed, took the almond-scented oil, and sprinkled it on her back. His hands rubbed across her canvass and it glowed. He smiled. He admired the contour of her back, the shoulders, the toned upper portion, and how she narrowed at the waist and those two dimples that sat right above her round firm cheeks. He kissed them.

She smiled. His hands continued to move across and up, applying pressure ever so gently. She hummed, “That’s nice.”

He continued, “I told you I got skills.” He rubbed the spot just below the neck with his thumbs and kissed her neck. She felt his lips drizzle caramel-coated kisses down her spine, his hands continued to move. He paused and added more oil, this time to her butt. It looked like a shiny apple ready to be bitten and he did. She giggled. He kissed the spot and then gave it a little tap, he watched her bootie jiggle.

He bit his lip; he was already at attention when had seen her naked. Seeing her all oiled up enticed him and reminded him of his fantasy. The one he had earlier when he relieved himself of sexual tension by thinking of him and her entwined.

His hand parted her cheeks. She was open to receive him, but first, he wanted to taste. So, he did. He wrote poetry with the tip of his tongue and made music with his thumb as he strummed her. Her moans filled the room. He stopped and added more oil down the center, he rubbed her bottom and leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Can I?”

She looked over her shoulder and replied, “I don’t know.”

“Trust me, baby.”

She nodded. He looked at her from behind, moved the right cheek, and inserted just the tip. She flinched, “Relax baby, I got you.” She grabbed the sheets and he pushed a little deeper and deeper until she felt the fullness of him pushing and stroking a place, that no one had ever been. He lay on top, his chest to her back, continuing to stroke slow and deep, “I love you baby.” She turned her head and kissed him.

His hands caressed her all over. It was something gentle about his touch, the way he handled her with care, the way he spoke in her ear, assuring her that everything was okay. She felt at ease and suddenly, her cries turned to moans. He wrapped his arms under hers and pushed deeper, “Baby…ooohhh. Shit. Ummmm,” she moaned and cried out.

He continued until he released his warm cum on her back. He was still jerking as he watched his semen leak from his penis to her butt crack.

After the experience, they lay in each other’s arms. He looked at her as he made traces along her bare skin, “so, um, did you like it?” he asked with an innocent smile.

She grinned, “it was fine. I mean, it’s not something I’d let you do often. You not gone tear up my bootie hole with that monster sausage you got down there.”

He fell back and laughed, “I never heard it called that. So, was that the first time you—”

“Yeah.”

He kissed her mouth, “I said something to you while…you know…I was wondering if you heard me.”

She nodded, “I did. But—”

“I know. I just wanted to make sure you knew how I felt.”

She smiled and melted even closer to him, “I would say it, but I feel like once I do…it’ll open up something too hard to back away from.”

“It’s okay. Just say it when you’re ready. And I’m already looking at cruises.”

She laughed, “I figured you would be.”

When the morning arrived, at 7:00 am, Jordan was greeted with, “Good morning.” As Montell spooned her from behind, lifted her right leg, and plunged into her ocean for a swim. She moaned and invited him deeper by pushing back on him, “yeah baby, I like that shit, push back on it.” He released her leg, and allowed his hand to find its way down to her pleasure button; he played as he stroked.

He wrapped his arms around her pulling her on top. She sat on his cock in reverse taking a moment to look back at him and smile before she started grinding her hips and bouncing up and down. She went fast, but he grabbed her hips, “slow baby, slow.” She slowed. He watched as she went up and down the length of him, her fluids covering him as she has little orgasms, He held her ass and squeezed before pulling her back. he played with her clit until her leg shook.

They flipped, “put that ass in the air.” he commanded while stroking his wet member. Her ass tooted in the air and he plunged back in, holding her hips as he thrust repeatedly. He pulled her up, both kneeling as he pushed from behind. “I’ma cum inside baby, you want it.”

She nodded. He continued until her they were both twitching and moaning.