Rekindling Old Flames

It was a vibe. Tropical music played. The dance floor was immaculate. We looked for a spot to sit and found one off to the right side of the room. Even though Daniel wasn't my man, he was sure giving boyfriend vibes.

He held my face with two hands and tongued the fuck out of me in front of a bunch of guys who were checking me out. That was the symbolic gesture marking his territory. Yet, it didn’t seem to phase one guy who continued to stare.

“What do you want to drink?” Daniel asked.

“See if they have Cosmopolitan,”

He walked off. Just as I sat down to put on my dancing shoes, the guy walked up. He wore a fitted short-sleeved button-down shirt which showed off his physique. “Hello gorgeous,” he said with a sexy South London accent.

I smiled, “Hello.”

“I see you’re here with your mans and all.”

“I am.”

He handed me a business card, “I’m a photographer. You’re gorgeous and I’d love to do a shoot for you free of charge.”

I placed the card in my purse, “It would have to be before Thursday.”

“Are you not from here?”

I shook my head. “I live in Florida. I’m a model. I was doing a job for Blaze.”

“Really. I do work for them occasionally. So, you were at the shoot today. You worked with my mate, Dorion.”

“Yes. He was cool.”

“I’m Sean.”

“I’m Jade.”

He sized me up and then looked over his shoulder, “Give me a call tomorrow. I’m sure we can do the shoot before you leave.”

I nodded and he walked off.

Daniel returned holding the drinks. I took mine from his hand. As soon as I sipped, I hummed. I loved a well-mixed drink. When my eyes opened, I saw a group of women standing across the floor eyeing me. One of them pointed at me. I waved and they rolled their eyes. I made a face. Daniel looked at me and then across the room, “I see you have some fans.”

“Fans, ha.”

“Yeah, believe me, they're fans.” He touched my nose and then kissed my mouth like only Daniel would.

After that kiss, I quickly forgot about those hating heifers. I didn’t know them. They had no reason to hate on me.

Daniel and I cut up on the dance floor until my feet begged for mercy. I had to take a break. I headed to the restroom to relieve myself. It was quiet. I handled my business and when I stepped out, I saw her eyeing me. Too much makeup, and lashes looked like bat wings. Lace front with full-grown adult hairs to her eyebrows.

She shifted her hip and said, “You don’t know me...”

I knew it was about to be some bull shit.

She stood to my right glaring as she spoke. I stared at her through the mirror.

“I do not.”

“I know you. Antione told me that he ran into you earlier.”

Interesting. I thought. Did he also tell you that we fucked, danced on the tip of my tongue but I was curious as to what her approach was about.

“It’s crazy to run into after all these years. Imagine seeing you in my hometown after I stole your man in your hometown.”

This her, I thought. Ain't no mother trucking way. I often wondered who he was cheating on me with but I didn't bother to find out. It didn't matter. I was done.

“If he was mine, he couldn’t have been stolen. I am happy for you and congrats on the baby.”

She sucked her teeth, “What? You trying to act all mature and whatnot. I know your ass was sick when Antione told you about our baby.”

“Does that delight you in some way? I’m just trying to understand what is the nature of this confrontation.”

She smirked, “You light-skinned bitches swear up and down y'all are the shit. But look, I’m a dark skin and I took what belonged to you. You waited for years to get a ring and I came along and got it in way less time.”

I scratched my nose and sighed, “You got me there. It did take you way less time. But the real question is…are you happy? I mean happy. Because you have to be concerned that karma will eventually catch up to you. Antonie and I were together and you came along to disrupt our situation…and honestly, I am glad you did. It only showed me that I needed to move on. He never had any money. I paid most of the bills. He was usually on some get-rich-quick scheme. The only thing he had besides a kind soul was some exceptionally good dick.”

“Fuck you! We _are _happy. Just stay away from him.”

“No worries,” I said before leaving the restroom.

I stepped outside the door and chuckled, “How dare she? How dare he.” I shook my head and went back to the table.

****

Daniel was leaving on a Morning flight. He would leave at 5:00 am. So, we made the most of our last night in Boston together. He gave me a sensual massage with coconut and pina colada oils. I heard the bottle squirt, and the warm oils drizzled onto my lower back.

Then his hands massaged it in. I loved how he squeezed and rubbed my ass and then kissed it. He parted my cheeks and licked my nana from the back. I heard the kissing and sucking sounds and then I felt him push in.

I looked back. His mouth touched mine and it was a wet nasty kiss. “Te gusta Mamita?”

“Si, si, si, Daniel.”

He drilled deeper and deeper until he felt my pussy quake. I squealed and called out his name.

****

Morning came and went. Daniel was on a flight back to Pensacola. I had no expectations. It was what it was. We both had a great time. My cell phone rang and it was Katia. I was lying in bed. “How was your shoot?” she asked

“It was great. I met a Latin Hottie.”

“No way.”

“Yes, ma’am. But he’s already on a flight back to Pensacola.”

“Oh wow. So maybe there’s potential.”

“Ha, nope. It was great sex. His energy was amazing but you know…I’m just having fun.”

“Oh my goodness, Jade.”

“I know right,” I stuck my tongue out and squealed, “but when god is ready for me to settle down…I will literally trip over the man and damn near break my leg. That would be a sure sign.”

She giggled.

I heard a deep voice in the background. “Tell Gio I said hello.”

“I will. Let me call you later,” she said abruptly before getting off the phone.

Curiosity did get the best of me. I found the business card in my purse and texted Sean. I saw the dots and he responded, “Hello gorgeous, are we shooting today?”

“That depends on you and your schedule.”

“Oh, I’ll free up my schedule for you.”

“Okay, sir. Send me the location.”

He texted me the address of his studio. I googled it first to make sure this dude wasn’t full of shit. Turns out, he was quite the established photographer.

****

When I arrived, there was a glam squad waiting, makeup artists, stylists, and assistants. He greeted me with a glass of sparkling water, “Here you are, babes.”

“Thank you.”

He saw the wonder in my eyes, “You thought I was on some bull shit didn’t you?”

I chuckled, “I did. But I did google this spot before I came. This is nice Sean.”

“Thank you. I’ve worked extremely hard to get here. I only work with professionals. My squad will get you ready for the shoot and I’ll have you sign some release papers and I’ll pay you for the day.”

“Oh. So this is a job, job?”

“Yeah. I needed a model for a digital magazine. Gorgeous with an edge. I saw that in you last night. You have style.”

I was floating. I walked off with the squad to prepare for the shoot.

****

The first several shots were indoors. Then I changed into a red dress and some black and white sneakers. We went outside. I stood on the steps. I fluffed the dress out and took a few steps. “Yes, Jade yes, you eating this shoot the fuck up!”

“Slay sis, slay,” the assistant commented.

After a few more shots, we headed back to the studio. I was getting dressed when Anita walked in. She smiled, “You did great.”

“Oh thank you. And thanks for helping me pose. Your tips were great.”

“You have an instinct. The camera loves you,” she said as she got closer to me, “your skin, your hair. You’re beautiful.”

She was a little taller than me. Skin slightly darker. Her hair was in shoulder-length locs with blonde tips. “You should come to lunch with us. My treat or we can make Sean pay.”

I laughed, “He should pay,” I joked.

“So it’s a date?”

“Sure.”

She fluffed out my hair and stared into my eyes, “Have you ever kissed a girl before?”

I blushed.

“I knew it.”

“I mean. Just my girl back in Florida. I guess she and I sort of have this thing you know.”

“This sounds juicy.”

I chuckled and divulged a little bit about how Katia and I bagged Giorgio. Turns out, she and Sean were looking for a third in bed. Someone they could both enjoy.

Sean walked into the room just as I finished getting dressed. Anita smiled, “Jade will join us for lunch.”

He smiled, “I guess I’m paying.”

We nodded.

****

We took a trip to a local spot that served lobster rolls and other local favorites. I ordered a lobster roll and a bowl of clam chowder. Mainly because I wanted to see if it was any good and to my surprise, I was digging it.

Both Anita and Sean had cool accents. I could sit and listen to them talk for hours. Plus, they were funny. “This guy here is such a big softie.”

“Just because I care, doesn’t mean I’m a softie.”

“He likes romantic movies more than me and will even have spa days without me."

“You like sleeping in...If I say we have a spa day and you're not ready, I'm heading out.”

“Beauty sleep is important.”

"You're already plenty beautiful."

"Awe, babe, thanks," she said as she leaned over and kissed him, "and our girl Jade here is also beautiful."

He didn't deny it. He flashed his smile, "She's lovely. But I don't know. Will she?"

She pointed at me, “Jade said she’s a third for a married couple and they get along just fine.”

He stared at me, “Really?”

“I mean. Yeah for the most part. I don’t get invited all the time but we do have our moments.”

He looked at Anita and then back at me, “Too bad you don’t live here.”

“I was thinking the same,” she added.

I chuckled, “I’m sure you could find someone that meets your needs.”

“We like you though,” she said as she reached for my hand.

I looked at him. His skin was dark brown. He wore a nice mohawk and a thick beard. “Ya’ll, this is crazy. You know I’m not just going to move up here.”

“Maybe not right now. But come see us once a month. I can find you work up here. You’re a model. I have plenty of contacts.”

Why was the universe tempting me? I nodded, “We can give it a try.”

****

Their flat as they referred to it wasn’t far from the studio. The art on the walls was insane. Pictures of them and other models in high fashion. Urban, edgy, provocative.

As I explored their space, Anita followed me. We were looking at a photo of her naked. “You like that one?”

“It’s hot.”

She stood in front of me. Her hands cupped my face. She peeled off my top and began sucking my nipples. “Your breasts are amazing. Sean and I love big breasts. Unfortunately, I don’t have much.”

She had almost a handful. She was on the slim side. Long and lean. It felt nice. She explored my body like she was on an exotic adventure. I was moaning sweetly as her fingers plunged inside my center. Sean stood off to the side with his camera. He was naked and his cock was like something off a porn site, massive it didn’t even make sense.

She saw the fright in my eyes and chuckled, “Don’t worry, it’s not so bad once you get used to it.”

One could only hope. Giorgio was the biggest cock I had ever handled at nine inches and quite a nice thickness.

She took me to their bed. My legs were spread wide as she feasted. He stood at the edge holding his massive rod…stroking it. I gulped when he climbed into bed and held it to my face. My mouth opened and the most I could accommodate was half.

My mouth was stretched around all that meat. He smiled in delight at my ability to take it. The more he pushed, I relaxed and let him have his way with my mouth. After a time, he pulled out and kissed me, “Come here gorgeous,” he instead as he lay on his back.

I mounted him. I bit my lip as I went down to the base. I wasn’t about to tap out. Challenge accepted. He saw the determination in my eyes. “That’s it. Ride my big dick!”

Soon, his commands were silenced when Anita sat on his face. She squeezed her small tits and smiled devilishly as we engaged in a threesome. We met in the middle and sucked face. “You like my man’s bug cock?”

I nodded rapidly. I was already cumming hard. She moved. He scooped me up and sat me on his face. And after he got his fill, I was on my back taking that monster sausage again. She laid next to me playing with my tits and my clit bringing me closer to another orgasm.

When I squirted, she smiled, “Good girl. I love your juicy pussy.”

My eyes rolled. He pressed his chest to mine. My hands were in his hair. He dug deeper. Then my nose was in the crease of his neck. My hands cupped his ass; he was close. I could tell by how his tempo increased. He was ready to erupt.

He pressed deeper and held, “Arggggggh, shit, fuck!” he exclaimed.

“Oh god, Jesus!” I added.

We laughed.

****

Sean gave me a ride back to the hotel. I waved to him. When I turned, I saw Antione staring at me. He walked up to me with nostrils flared, “I thought we were supposed to kick it today since you’re leaving tomorrow.”

I scoffed, “I don’t know where you got that idea.”

He sucked his teeth, “We talked about it yesterday…after we um…fucked.”

“No. You asserted that. I never confirmed. Besides. I met your lovely wife last night.”

“What?”

“Yeah. She was at the club where I was with Daniel. Small world right? But then again…maybe it wasn’t. She told me that you said we ran into each other.”

He huffed, “She followed me to the hotel.”

“So she knows we fucked.”

“She thinks you lured me into your room and enticed me.”

I laughed, “That’s rich.”

“Look.”

I walked inside. He followed me, “I don’t have time for this or you. Or your crazy wife. Does she know you’re here now?”

“Nah. She and her mother went to Jersey to visit her grandmother.”

“And you didn’t go?”

He shook his head, “I’m supposed to be on my way back to New Orleans for work. I told her they called me back.”

We got on the elevator, “You’re crazy.”

He pressed me against the wall and touched me below, “Yeah but you used to love my crazy.”

“No, we can’t. Not here.”

“Your pussy is already wet. Where have you been?”

“Minding my business.”

“I see. Who was that dude in the car? You getting around ain't you?”

“You’re getting around too and now you’re here for seconds.”

“I was the one that popped that first. You remember prom night.”

“Yeah, I remember.”

Yes, he was my first but there was someone after him. Antoine and I broke up during my sophomore year in college. I started dating this guy named Robert Evans. We kicked it for a while. But then he went on to law school in California. One day, I ran into Antoine and we started messing around again.

We entered my room, “I’m tired Antoine.”

He was already coming out of his pants, “You can’t be that tired, come on Baby J.”

I chuckled, “You’re so slick. You always know how to get to me.”

As I lay in bed with my legs wide open. His tongue traced my center. I wondered if he could taste that other man’s cock on my pussy. I did wash up a little. But fuck, he was adamant that he wanted to fuck me right then before a shower.

I wondered how Antonie left me for the woman he was with. It was truly an anomaly. She and I were so different. I guess it was true what my GeeGee said, “The only thing that will keep a man at home…is a man that is interested in being kept.”

“Ahhhhhh,” I moaned. That was it, "Oh shit!"

He wiped his mouth and grinned, “I bet that n*gga didn’t eat that pussy like that.”

I watched as he pulled my legs and buried his rod inside. Work that pussy, I thought as he moved his hips. He was such a diligent fucker…like literally. He put his whole back into it. He made eight inches feel like a lot more and I never missed out on a climax with Antoine.

We were just too toxic for each other. You can love someone and that person could love you but if you’re not right for each other…then it’s toxic.

After we finished, we lay in bed catching up. He finally found gainful employment working as an insurance agent. He made good money. They were able to buy a house in Slidell. His wife Tre’Nique was an influencer.

“An influence of what?” I questioned.

He sucked his teeth, “Don’t play her like that.”

I chuckled, “Just asking. But I am confused as to why you chose her over me?”

“I didn’t choose her over you. I wanted to work on us. I mean. I got caught up with Tre. You know…I was struggling trying to be the man you needed me to be. And it seemed like no matter how hard I tried, it wasn’t enough. With Tre…she didn’t expect much. I could just chill.”

“I see. Because she had no boundaries and didn’t encourage you to be your best self…you cheated on me.”

He touched my leg, “Don’t take it that way. I loved you. I still do, I never stopped. I was going to marry you but I wanted to have my shit together. You were holding it down. I just didn’t feel right asking you to marry me. Tre was cool. The baby was coming. You left. I figured…let me man up and make this shit work.”

“And has it?”

He sighed deeply, “For the most part she’s cool. But she’s hella insecure. She doesn’t trust me for shit.”

“And shouldn’t look at you, my guy.”

He laughed, “You are the only woman I’ve been with since Tre and I got married. I swear.”

For some reason…I believed him. He seemed different. I sat up, “Well, the dick was superb per usual—”

“Don’t do me like that.”

I laughed, “You know I’m leaving in the morning.”

“Yeah I know...” he eased on top. I felt him penetrate.

“Damn…”

“Um hmmm.”

“Fuck.”

“Yeah.”

“Shit.”

“Shit good ain’t it babe?”

“Fuck yeah.”