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Babes

~Chapter 12~

Sergeant Darren LeRoy Hawkins. Just saying his name out loud rattled me. Hell, everything about him rattled me. He and I met when he pulled me over for speeding almost a year and a half earlier. He was a cup of ice cold lemonade on a Georgia August day. The man was…… simply delicious. The type of man you see and you immediately want to strip, ride, let him cum in you and bare his children. Yeah, he was that guy. He was so good, I THOUGHT about taking off from the traffic stop and letting him chase me, use a P.I.T maneuver, arrest me and then strip search me. After he gave me a citation, I decided to look him up. I had friends in the state patrol and I had his entire file on my desk by the next afternoon. I inquired about him and found out he had been a trooper going on twenty-five years. Yes, he was older than me, but I did not care. He wore his age well. Damn, he wore his age well. What started as a friendly conversation in the hallway of the courthouse, turned into him getting my number, us going out for a date and the rest was history. We dated, heavily and exclusively for a few months. The bedroom? Simply put, Darren PUT. IT. DOWN. I truly think that man turned me out. I had never had sex like that until I met him. He had me doing shit that I know for a fact is illegal in 27 Georgia counties. I didn’t care. Whatever Darren wanted, Darren got. Sucking his dick in the car? No problem. Sucking his dick while in uniform? Almost daily. Letting him fuck my ass while at the Governor’s Ball? Absolutely. As far as I was concerned, the sun rose and set on him. He was twice divorced, one son and a lifetime of experience.
That was until…. His ex-girlfriend came back into the picture.
Karen was…. Crazy. But I couldn’t blame her. Darren made me crazy too. He told me he and she had been conversing and one thing led to another and blah blah blah. He fucked her. I was crushed. I was heartbroken. He decided he “needed to try with her” because he “believes she is his soul mate”. After I slapped him upside his head, I was no longer listening to anything he had to say. That was months ago. I was doing just fine because I hadn’t seen Darren. We had no contact. Out of sight, out of mind. The funniest part? From what I hear, Darren walked in on Miss Karen sucking the dick of another man. Guess she wasn’t his soul mate after all.
“You ok?” Drell asked taking me out of my daydream.
“Sleepy…. Good meal, very good dessert.” I said touching his thigh.
“Oh no…. don’t start.”

We got back to his place and walked inside. I wasn’t even in the living all the way good when Drell walked up and bent me over the chair in front of the window.
“What the….”
He hiked my dress up, exposing my ass. His hand rubbed my ass, down towards my pussy. He moved my panties to the side and knelt down. He started kissing my ass, planting kisses all over it. His tongue darted in and out of my ass, before he finally buried his face in it. His fingers rubbing my clit and his tongue fucking my asshole. I felt him rub my clit with his middle finger, causing me to start dripping down.
“Damn, you’re wet as fuck” he said.
“Keep licking.” I ordered.
He put his face back in my ass, licking and tongue-fucking me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood up, taking my panties off and sat down on the chair. I spread my legs open, letting them rest on either arm of the chair.
“Eat.” I said spreading my pussy lips open.
“Not yet, stand up really quick.” He said.
I stood up and he unbuttoned my dress and threw it on the floor. He got behind me and unclasped my bra. He gently pushed me down on the chair. I resumed my position, legs open, on either side of the chair.
“Now rub your pussy for me like you did in the bathroom.”
My eyes got big.
“You saw me?”
“I knew what you were doing.”
“Come here.” I said
He walked over to me, looking down at me.
I reached up and took his hand, inserting his index and middle finger into my mouth.
“Oooo shit.” He said as I licked his fingers like they were his thick dick.
Once I satisfied my sweet tooth, I closed my eyes and let my fingers rub.
“There you go….” He whispered.
I opened my eyes to watch him sit on the coffee table, right in front of me. I smiled and watched him, watching me pleasure myself. I grabbed my breasts, pushing them up so I could flick my tongue over my left nipple.
“What are you thinking?” he asked grabbing his camera that lay next to him.
“You”
“What about me?”
“I am thinking….. thinking about you fucking me.”
He aimed his camera at me and started clicking.
“How do you want me to fuck you baby?”
I moaned.
“I want you to ease your dick in me….. I want you to slowly….”
Click
“I want you to str….stroke me.”
“You want me to push all my dick inside you?”
“Yeah…. I want it all in me baby.” I whined as my right hand rubbed my throbbing pussy, while my left hand rubbed my neck.
Click
“You want to feel all of me in you?”
“Yes, I need to feel you in me.”
He put the camera around his neck, letting it hang for a moment. He undid his pants, while I kept rubbing my pussy.
“Damn, you are so wet.” He said.
“I want you to fuck me from behind.”
“You want this massive dick in your ass?” he asked.
“Yeah….. ooooo…… I want it in my ass, I want to feel your….. your balls.”
He walked closer to me, camera still around his neck.
“You want this dick? Tell me.”
“I want your dick…. deep inside me baby….. please put it in my pussy.” I begged.
He eased his hard dick in me, nice and slow.
“OOOOHHHHHH”
“Damn…..pussy nice and hot.”
“Take this pussy baby.”
“You gonna give it to me?”
“Yeah….. you can have it daddy…… it’s all yours.”
He stroked my clit with his left thumb, making me throw my head back.
“Oh damn……”
Click
I opened my eyes when I heard the camera go off.
“Fuck me baby.”
He picked up the pace and started banging his dick in me. He kept his focus though. He kept clicking his camera, getting shots of me in pure ecstasy.
“You like that?” he asked.
“Yeah.” I moaned.
I started rubbing my clit as he eased in and out of my pussy.
“Fuck me….. harder…. Ooooo, harder baby.” I said.
He lifted my legs and started pounding, with no mercy.
“Yes….. oh shit…… yes baby, right there…… keep it right there….. fuck this pussy…..fuck the shit out of me baby” I yelled.
“Ahhh damn, I’m about to cum.” He said.
“Cum in me baby…..”
“You want this load in you?”
“Yeah, I want it, all of it…… I want all that fucking nut deep in this pussy…… ram that dick in me.”
He kept up the pace until finally he started shaking and jerking.
“SHHHHIIIIITTTTT…… ooooo damn.” He said as I felt the load of cum shoot into my pussy. It was the best feeling in the world.
We were both out of breath. His sweat was dripping down onto me, my breathing was heavy, pussy still throbbing around his dick.
“Don’t pull out yet, leave it in me.”
I pulled his face down and kissed him.
“You. Are. Amazing.” I said pausing after each word.
He smiled.
“We are amazing. I swear I think you were made for me.”
He pulled out and stood up.
“Damn, your pussy is dripping.” He said getting on his knees.
“I know.”
He stuck his head into my pussy and started licking the dripping juices up. He used his tongue to give me a full top to bottom lick.
“Ooohhhhh”
He licked back and forth, up and down, nice and slow.
“Drell….. you got….. you gotta stop…. please”
I couldn’t take much more.
He blew on my clit and started rapidly moving his tongue over it. I started crying, I was losing my mind.
“Stop…. stop…..STOP!” I screamed.
I shot up out the chair.
“Ok….. I won’t mess with you.” He laughed.
“That’s not funny….. I canlı bahis need to catch my breath.”
I bent over, hands on my hips, trying to regain my mental faculties.
“Sit down and breathe….. it’s ok. We can chill.”
Drell sat up against the couch, wiping his sweat with the throw blanket that lay next to him.
“Oh shit, I need a beer after that.”
I laughed.
“I can’t fucking walk straight.”
I tried to walk, but my legs were wobbly and unsteady.
“Fuck, that was amazing.”
I stood there, holding on to the back of the couch for support. I would stand like that for an additional ten minutes. My pussy was still gushing out Drell’s cum, along with my juices.
“I bet those pictures will be amazing.”
I looked up at him.
“I can’t believe I let you take pictures of me.”
“Trust me, when they develop, you will love them….. your face is absolutely beautiful when you are being fucked right.”

~Chapter 13~

Twenty minutes later, I found myself in Drell’s master bathroom.
“You need to wrap your hair up?” he asked.
“Yeah, let me grab a twisty out my purse.”
“We can take a shower; can you stand?”
I laughed.
“Yeah, I can stand.” I said taking my heels off.
“You were wobbling earlier; I am just making sure.”
He turned the shower on and stepped in first.
“Damn this feels good.” He announced as I opened the door and stepped in.
“Ahhh shit, this is hot.” I said as the water hit my back.
“Give it a minute, it will feel good, I promise.”
I stood there, letting the water run over me.
“Do you always take showers with your women?”
“No ma’am, matter of fact, only other woman I have done this with is my ex-wife.”
“Really? What about the women in the pictures?” I asked turning around to face him.
“You think I fucked them?”
He laughed out loud.
“No, I never fucked them….. I love the female body, all body types. I am a straight man, and quite frankly, I think I did a damn good job on those photos.”
He reached behind me grabbing the body wash.
“I thought you had….. they are beautiful.”
“Not as the beautiful as what I captured tonight.” He said in my ear.
“Oh Lord…. Don’t go around showing people, namely, other women my photo.”
“Naw, I am not that guy.”
I shrugged.
“You want me to get your back?” he asked.
“Yes please.”

He squeezed the body wash onto the sponge and started washing my back. His touch felt so good under the shower head. He worked his hands down my back, onto my ass. I let a moan escape my mouth. He bent down and washed my legs, right leg first. He left my leg and washed my foot, top and bottom.
“Damn.” Was all I could say.
He stood up, turned me around so the shower could rinse my back off.
“Feel good?” he asked kissing my neck.
“Yeah.” I said very softly.
He squeezed more body wash and started on my front. He rubbed the sponge across my neck and chest, down my arms. He took my right arm, lifted it and washed underneath, causing me to laugh from the tickling feeling. Once he did the left side, he sat the sponge down on the bench. He took the body wash, squeezed it in his hand before rubbing them together. Without a word, he lathered up my breasts, rubbing his bare hands over my nipples simultaneously. He was gentle. He turned me around, my back to him, and began gently squeezing my breasts. My head fell back against his chest as his hands traveled down. He hand-washed my stomach and sides, moving further down. My breathing was heavy. The shower was completely steamed up. He moved his hands down to my pussy.
“Lift your leg up.”
I rested my leg on the bench as he hand-washed my pussy, getting inside the folds.
“Oh my God.”
‘Feels good?”
“Yeah.” I said.
He finished washing, stood up and faced me. He leaned down and kissed me.
“Damn.”
“Bend over, hold on to the bench.” He said.
I did as I was told.
He grabbed the sponge, lathered it up and began washing inside my ass.
“Oh wow.” I looked back and made eye contact with him.
“Enjoying this?’ I asked.
“I enjoy pleasing you.”
“Baby, you please the shit out of me.”
He smiled.
“Good.”
When he finished washing me, he stood under the shower head as I washed his front.
“Now it’s my turn.”
I bent down, eye level with his dick and started washing it with my hands. I reached under and caressed his balls.
“You like that?”
“You know I do.” He said.
I smiled, continuing to clean him, looking him in his eyes.
“Careful, a man might feel spoiled.”
“I want you to feel spoiled, I believe in spoiling my men.”
“Your men? I don’t share Keela.”
I smiled.
“Honey, neither do I.” I said honestly, looking him in his eyes.
I opened my mouth under the shower to let the hot water fill my mouth. Careful to not swallow, I bent back down and lifted his dick as I put one of his balls in my mouth.
“OH DAMN” he moaned.
I repeated the process for the other ball. Giving them both equal attention as I rinsed them off with my mouth. I spit out the excess water while he finished washing his face.
“I love that shower.” I said grabbing a towel.

After the shower, I put one of Drell’s t-shirts on and climbed into the bed with him, within minutes, I was fast asleep, snuggled up in his arms.

~Chapter 14~

I was in my office the next day, looking up case law when Cherie popped in.
“Ms. Wallace, someone is here to see you.” She said.
I looked up, my head still leaning on my arm.
“Show them in.”
“Hello.” Darren said walking in.
“Darren.” I said sitting up.
“Did I catch you at a bad time?”
“I am just busy looking up case law, how can I help you?” I asked adjusting myself nervously.
“I was downstairs handling some paperwork and thought I would come and speak.” He said.
“This is a surprise. I wouldn’t expect to see you.”
I looked at him; his muscles, his shaven head and my pussy started crying.
“How have you been?” he asked.
“I am fine, busy with a case. How are you?”
“Great, things are well. You look good.” He said.
I nodded.
“Thank you.”
“It was interesting seeing you yesterday. Was that your boyfriend?”
I cocked my head to the side.
“Does it matter?”
“No, just wondering.”
“We were on a date.” I said standing up to grab some water.
“Must’ve been a nice date.”
“It was.” I said matter of fact while pouring water.
“You do look good Keela.”
“Thank you, I feel good. Things are good.”
He stood there, looking at me.
“Well, I won’t keep you. Is your number still the same?”
“It is.”
“Maybe we can do dinner one night.”
“Yeah, maybe….”
I shrugged.

~Chapter 15~

Two Weeks Later
“Has the jury reached a verdict?” the judge asked.
“We have your honor.”
“Will the defendant please rise.”
I stood up, crossed my hands and looked at the jury.
“What say you?”
“We, the jury, find the defendant, Darqwell Robinson, guilty of murder in the first degree.”
I breathed a sigh of relief.
“On the second charge, what say you?”
“We, the jury, find the defendant, Darqwell Robinson, guilty of kidnapping.”
I smiled.
“Congratulations.” Frank whispered in my ear.
“Thank you, we did it.” I said shaking his hand.

I walked out the courtroom where the press was waiting.
“Miss Wallace, what are your thoughts on today’s verdict?” they asked.
“I am just happy that justice was served today. I hope the family of 4-year-old Kiera Jones can find some solace in the fact that her killer was brought to justice.” I said.

It had been a week since the verdict. My office was flooded with phone calls and emails regarding the case. I was offered a feature in law magazines. It seemed like everyone wanted to sit down and interview me, or put me on the cover of some sort bahis siteleri of publication. As great as work was going, my private life was a little different. I hadn’t seen Drell since the time I spent the night. I was so busy at work and his case load seemed to explode. All we really had were a few text messages here and there. I knew I missed him. All the work I was doing had me overwhelmed. I needed a fix in the worst way and I knew just where to get it.

“Hey stranger.” I said on the phone to Drell while sitting in my office.
“Hey, how are you?”
“I am good.”
“I see you are blowing up.” He laughed.
“Ehh…. it’ll die down soon.”
“Congratulations again, I know you are relieved, but I knew you would get a guilty verdict.” He said.
I smiled.
“We have to celebrate.”
“Indeed we do and we will.”
“What are you doing this Saturday?” I asked.
He paused.
“I have plans Saturday.”
I got quiet.
“Oh….ok.”
“How about Friday?” I asked.
He chuckled.
“This is a busy weekend.” He answered.
“Oh ok, I guess so. Well…. When can you fit me in?”
“Uhhh, let’s see….” he said jokingly.
I got quiet again.
“You ok?” he asked.
“Sure.”
“No, I mean…. Are you upset?”
“Not at all, you have plans, I understand.”
“Hmmm”
“It’s fine Drell, this was casual.”
“Was?”
“Okay, this is casual.”
“I just don’t want you to be upset.”
“I am not upset.”
“So…. We will see each other when we both are free?” He said.
“Do you want this to be casual, to see other people?” I asked.
“I thought that’s what we were doing, we both see other people, we get together and have fun.”
“Wow, ok, interesting theory.” I said.
“No, I don’t mean to sound like that. But I thought that was what you wanted. How about Sunday?” he asked.
“Is that what you want? To see other people?”
He sighed.
“I mean….. Yeah, I am good with that.”
I cleared my throat to hide my disappointment.
“Okay, then we will see other people.” I said.
“How about Sunday?” he repeated.
“Sunday is fine.”
“Ok, so…. Me and you, this Sunday.” He said.
“See you then.”

Five minutes later, I grabbed my phone and found Darren’s text message

“Hey” it read.
‘Hi’
‘HRU?’
‘I am good, you?’
‘Very good.’
‘I am sure, congrats on the verdict.’ he wrote.
‘Thank you, I am sooooo relieved.’
‘We should go out and celebrate.’
‘LOL, I am not sure Karen would appreciate that.’
‘SMH…. No comment.’
‘Exactly’
‘Seeing you the other day…. Whew’
‘Moving on Darren….. don’t go down memory lane.’
‘I can’t help it. You look good, good enough to eat.’
‘You’re too old to run that line.’
‘What line? The truth? When I saw you, I remembered A LOT of things.’
‘Are you single?’
‘Yes, are you?’

I paused and remembered the conversation I had with Drell, before I replied.
‘Yes’

‘So what about the guy from the traffic stop?’
‘What about him? We aren’t together.’
‘Is he in the picture?’
‘LOL…. Darren, you are worried about the wrong thing. You are NOT my man; I am NOT your woman. So…. whether he is in the picture or not, has nothing to do with you.’
‘I don’t share.’
‘Honey, you can’t share what it is not yours. Don’t worry’
‘LOL, that is where you are wrong Keela.’
‘Wrong about what?’
‘Your pussy is A L W A Y S mine.’
And with that, my pussy started dripping.
‘Bye Darren’
‘Let me take you out, Saturday.’
‘I will let you know.’

~Chapter 16~

Saturday night came and I found myself standing in the mirror, looking at myself. I had dinner plans with Darren, something that might not have been the best idea, but there I was. I was prepared too. I had on white lace bra and panty set. I grabbed some strappy heels and a little black dress that hugged every curve on my body. I spent the day getting a manicure/pedicure, getting my hair done and even managed to get a wax in.

“Hey,” I said opening the door to see Darren standing there.
I damn near wanted to drop to my knees right then and there.
He looked so damn good wearing his favorite, the Mars Red Big Pony Polo shirt and Sean John jeans. I loved seeing him in jeans. His caramel skin glistened like he just finished putting on Cocoa Butter. I could tell he had just gotten a fresh shave. I could see on his wrist, the Bulova Men’s Watch I bought for his birthday. On his feet were Ugg Sneakers, they looked to be new. I stood there, drinking him in.

“Hello….. damn.” He said.
“Come on in, I am almost done.” I said.
“You look amazing.”
“Thank you.”
He walked in and looked around.
“Place looks nice, the way I remembered it.”
I nodded.
“I didn’t change anything but the sheets.” I told him.
“I see.”
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see; you know I like good restaurants.”
“Yes I remember.”
I grabbed my clutch purse and keys.
“We can go now.”
“After you.” He said.
“Just wanting to watch my ass.”
“Indeed.”

We arrived at Marcel’s Steakhouse where Darren had valet take the car.
“Oooo fancy.” I said walking inside.
“Reservation under ‘Hawkins’ for two.” Darren said.
“Right this way.”
We were led to a curved booth.
“Love the old, classy décor.” I said looking around.
“As always, get whatever you want.”
“I plan to.”

Our waiter arrived not too long afterwards and took our drink orders.
“I will have a ‘Raging Bull’ please and you can keep them coming.” I ordered.
“And I will do a ‘Casa Blanca’ as well.”
“Don’t go drinking too much, thinking it might get you laid.”
“Naw, never that, I am too much of a gentleman, you know that.”
“Yeah I remember that.” I said rolling my eyes.
He paused and rubbed his chin.
“What are you thinking?”
“You remember that time we were to the Governor’s Ball?”
I laughed.
“I remember….”
“Man, we had good times.” He said.
“We did.”
Our drinks arrived five minutes later and we ordered our food, starting an evening of conversations down memory lane.

After dinner, Darren drove me home.
“You’re not coming in.” I said getting out the car.
“Why not?”
“Because we are not fucking tonight.” I said.
He threw his head back and laughed.
“Is that what you think I want?”
“I wasn’t talking about you.” I said leaning on the car.
I looked him in his eyes, licking my lips.
“Keela….. come on.”
“No Darren….. instead, I want you to drive home and remember.”
“Remember what?” he asked looking surprised.
“Remember that time I went with you to the post on that June Saturday so you could finish reports?”
“Yea, what about it?”
“Remember how it was just you and I there, and I sucked your dick….” I began,

His eyes got big.

“I sucked it so good, nice and sloppy. Remember how you came in my mouth, and your eyes were rolling to the back of your head? How you were holding on to the wall, to keep from falling down…. Or how when I was done, I let you fuck me from behind, nice and fast…. You fucked me on the edge of that desk like a fucking slut. My pussy was so wet, it was dripping on your dick, remember that? Remember how you pulled my hair and smacked my ass…. sticking your finger inside my ass? You finger fucked me and fucked my pussy in that office, the same office that you all used for post meetings. Remember how bad we used to be…. that was completely against your department’s policy and yet, we fucked like rabbits that day. No one was there, just you and I. Remember that? Remember how we cleared the desk off and you laid down on it and I climbed on top of you, your big, thick dick deep inside me? How I rode you back and forth…. Remember how I was riding and started doing that Jamaican Slow Wine dance on your dick? How crazy you went as I moved my hips in that circular bahis şirketleri motion? Yeah…. remember how you grabbed my breasts and tore my bra open? You squeezed my breasts together just as I was cumming and bouncing on that big dick. That big dick filled my pussy all the way up, remember that? You shot a huge load of cum deep inside me. Remember that?”

“Damn baby…. You got me hard as fuck.”

“Yeah? You like that memory? That memory of you fucking me nice and hard, the way you taught me? I bet you want to come inside my house right now, rip this dress off and beat my pussy up, make me scream your name the way I used to. The way I use to suck your dick like my life depended on it. You wanna do that?”

“Fuck yeah” he said.

“Hmmmm, I can taste your dick now.” I said licking my lips, still standing outside the car, both arms resting on the passenger side open window.

“Let me in baby.”
“I should, huh?”
“Yeah, we can do more than just talking.” He said.
“You remember how good that pussy was? How wet that pussy got, just for you?”
“Yeah baby, I remember…. damn, I remember.”
“Good…. I want you to remember daddy…… remember how good I was to you…… how good my pussy made you feel…… how good my mouth made you feel…… damn I loved swallowing your cum.” I said seeing his dick hard through his pants.
“I want you so fucking bad….”
He was clearly about to lose his mind.
“I know you do…… I know you want this…… tell me.”
“I want you baby…..Goddamn, I want you so fucking bad right now….. come on, please.”
“You want me that bad?” I asked whining.
“Yeah baby……”
“mmmmm…. Darren.” I whispered, moaning his name.

He looked at me, his eyes pleading with me to invite him in.
“Darren?”
“Yes baby…. Ahhh shit.”
“You shouldn’t have let me go…… goodnight.”

And with that, I stood up and climbed the stairs to my house.
“WHAT THE FUCK KEELA, DON’T DO THIS TO ME….. COME ON BABY…… PLEASE????” he yelled from my driveway.
I waved from the front door and walked in.

Darren was not getting my pussy, at least not that night.

~Chapter 17~

“Hey, come on in…. did you get a new truck?” I asked Drell, pointing behind him.
“Yes ma’am, well…. sort of.” he said.
“Nice.” I said looking over his shoulder at the Ford F-150 in my driveway.
“Yeah, it rides good…. but I miss my car.” he said.
I smiled and moved out of the way so he could enter the house.

“Smells good.” he commented.
“Thank you, you know I believe in candles.” I said pointing to some burning on the fireplace mantle.
“Are those your parents?” he asked looking at a photo.
“Yep, that’s at my law school graduation.”
“You look just like your mom.”
I nodded.
“I hear that a lot.” I said while wiping down the granite countertops in my kitchen.
“So…. where is my tour?”
“Oh, you want to see the house?”
“Sure, I showed you mine.”
I threw the rag in the sink before grabbing a paper towel.

I walked him around my house, showing him each room and bathroom, before leading him up the stairs. As we walked up, he reached out and grabbed my ass.
“Hands off.” I said slapping his arm away.
“Nice view….. you’re wearing a thong aren’t you?”
“Maybe, maybe not.” I told him.
“Let me see.” he said trying to lift my shirt dress up.
“Stop it.” I laughed.

I walked into my bedroom.

“This is where all the magic….. magic of sleep happens.” I said.
“Man, this is…. sexy.” he said looking around the bedroom.
“It’s very feminine…. like the chandelier I added…. the paint color, I love Earth tones.”
“I like this…. how much sex has this room seen?” he asked arching his eyebrow.
“Honestly? Not much, I just redid it two months ago.”
He nodded, looked around before peeking in the bathroom.
“Custom tub.” I said
“Looks like it can fit two people.”
“It can, besides, I like to stretch out when I need to unwind and relax.”
“Very nice Ms. Wallace.”
“Thank you, well…. let me grab my purse and we can go.”

We hoped in the truck and headed to eat.

“Oh this is nice…. I haven’t been in an F-150 before.” I said looking at the dashboard.
“Yeah, my homeboy is out of town on business and since my car is getting the windows tinted and the custom rims, he let me borrow this.” Drell explained.
“Oh ok, when do you get your car back?”
“Tuesday.”
“Nice size….. big backseat.” I said turning around.
“Yeah, it has come in handy with all the errands I have had to do.”
“Where are we eating at?”
“Ever been to Fox Brothers BBQ? Over off DeKalb Ave.”
“Been a long time.”
“I have a taste for some BBQ.”
“Sounds good. I could go for some ribs.” i said.

We got to the restaurant, ate a good meal before heading to the Regal Atlantic Station movie theater.

“Do you like to talk during the movie, because I don’t” I warned.
“No ma’am, you don’t have to worry.” he said grabbing the popcorn while I grabbed our drinks.
“I heard this movie is good, but it is late.” I said referring to the time.
“Good, I hate a full movie theater.”
“Really? I love a packed movie. Guess I am just weird like that.” I said as we walked in the theater and took a seat.

“Thank you for a nice evening.” I said as we rode in the truck.
“You tired?”
“No, you?”
“Not hardly…. sitting next to you in the movie had my dick hard though.” he said.
“Oh Lord.”
“I’m serious, the shit I was thinking….” he began.
“Matter of fact, hike your dress up for me, so I can get a small peek.”
I rolled my eyes and inched my dress up.
“Higher, let me get a look at that pussy, thing so damn good.”
“You don’t need to see what I am wearing; not even sure you will get this good pussy.” I told him teasingly.
“Come on…. please.” he begged.
I rolled my eyes and pulled my dress up around my waist.
“See?”
“Damn…. baby blue looks damn good on you.” he said referring to the satin bra and hipster panty set I had on.
I pulled the dress back down.
“Now drive please.” I said.

We left Atlantic Station, driving on the highway towards downtown, listening to music.

“I love seeing downtown Atlanta at night…. all the lights.” I commented.
“Yeah, you should see the airport at night, man…. when I did TSA security, I would take my break and watch the planes take off.”
“Where at? The parking deck?”
He nodded.
“Oh wow, yeah, I can imagine that is nice.”
“I can show you, we aren’t far from there.” he said.
“Sure.” I said looking at the clock.
“Is it too late to be in the cell phone parking lot?”
“No, it’s not the cell phone parking lot…. I’ll show you, just trust me.” he said driving onto 285 South.

We pulled onto Camp Creek Pkwy and headed to the airport.
“Where are we going at the airport?” I asked.
“You will see, trust me.” he said.
“If you say so…”
“See, the parking deck…. that’s where we are going.” he said pointing up ahead.

We pulled in, he took a ticket and proceeded to drive up to the fourth level, all the way at the top.
“Is it okay for us to be here?” I asked as Drell backed into the parking spot.
“Yes ma’am.” he said.

We got out and I looked around, there were no other cars or trucks up there, but ours.

“Wow, you can see the entire runway.” I said.
“I know, planes coming and going.” he said having to raise his voice due to a plane taking off.
“Wow”
“Here I have a thing to sit on.” he said opening the backdoor.
“What is that?” I asked.
“A pad.” he said jumping up and spreading it out.
“So you can have something comfortable for that ass.” he said extending his hand to help me up.
“Well, I can tell you thought of everything…. So I am guessing you planned this out.”
He looked at me.
“I knew I wanted to come here… with you, with no one else around.” He said before kissing me.

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