Destressing

Katie stretched out next to the pool. They were in Savannah, at one of Jabo's houses owned by some random person that Katie wasn't even sure existed. But it was Jabo's in truth, and the Black man was on his own lounger, nude, the sun heating his flawless ebony body. Katie was naked too, the sun pinkening her slightly. She frowned, thinking if it went on much longer she'd burn. But she needed the sun to bake the stress out of her. It'd been so ...much ... the revelations about Moses.

She drank the Henny that Jabo had there, drinking herself till she could forget the confusion and dread at having to write an article that wasn't the truth. And then Jabo stirred. Well, his cock did. She marveled at it tipsily, wrapping her soft lips around it. She drooled copiously, aided by the inebriation.

"Oh fuck," Jabo said, lifting his hips up, sinking more of his cock into Katie's mouth. She sucked eagerly. This was the only cure for her. Not the sun. Not booze. Jabo's big black cock. That was her destiny.