Return of the Man

Monique and Elizabeth were at their favorite little bar, sharing a libation, when a tall, handsome Black man entered the room. He was muscular, lean, 6'6 with a shaved head. Monique saw him, then did a double take.

"Jordan?" She asked. Monique looked at him, disbelieving. Jordan smiled at her.

"Hey, Monique," he said smoothly. "Long time no see." Monique bit her lip. So this was the guy that topped Monique, Elizabeth thought, looking a little uncertain.

"I thought you'd found some pussy instead," Monique said, a little bitter, a little accusingly.

"Well, pussy can be temperamental," Jordan observed. Monique smirked.

"Well, this is my pussy," Monique observed, wrapping her arm around Elizabeth's hip. Jordan looked at her, a little surprised.

"I thought you'd been running through every white boy in town," he said. He sounded a little jealous. Elizabeth reached down between Monique's thighs. She was hard. Aching hard.

"Why don't we all have a drink?" Monique suggested.