Deception

Caught Up

To say that I was in love with Amare is an understatement, we've been together since we were 13 years old. We were neighbors but I was the shy quiet type. I would sit on my window sill and stare at the cute boy next door. One day I was outside sitting on my stoop reading a book, I was so engrossed in what I was reading I didn't notice Amare sit on the bottom step. This is how it all began.....

"What you reading Eshe?"

"Oh hi Amare, I'm reading Beloved".

I was so shocked that Amare noticed me that I somehow lost my voice. His lips were moving but I don't know what he was saying. I admired his rich dark skin, wavy hair, and his muscular physique even though he was a teen he has the body of a grown man.

"ESHE!!"

"Oh I'm sorry what did you say?"

"I asked you would you like to walk to school with me tomorrow?" he asked.

"Why do you want to walk to school with me Amare, I hope that its not a prank" I sassed.

"Nah its no joke Eshe, we've been neighbors for a long time and I notice how beautiful you are, but was scared to approach you."

The universe had to be playing with me today, like why all of a sudden would Amare want to be seen with me. But, I've been lusting after him so long I have to stop being so timid and take a chance.

"Ok Amare you can walk me to school tomorrow, I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight."

Later that night I could hardly sleep, I tossed and turned all night. The next morning it took me hours to find the perfect outfit and flatiron my hair. When my alarm went off I hopped out of bed to get my day started. I took care of my morning hygiene and got dressed. I admired myself in the mirror, I was very shapely for 13, I had wide hips and my butt poked out a little but not too much. My breast were nice and perky, my hair was shoulder length and my skin was the color of nutmeg. I put my jean jacket over my Guess shirt and light wash jeans, on my feet were a pair of princess Reeboks.

When I met Amare at the corner he couldn't take his eyes off of me. We said good morning and made small talk all the way to school. From that day forward Amare and I were always together, whether we were studying, hanging at the mall or catching a movie. I thought Amare was your typical teenage boy just trying to get laid but he was very focused on his studies and preparing himself for college. He helped me come out of my shell, he was my best friend. The lust turned to deep love as the years progressed. We kept our relationship in tact, while everyone around us went through the motions. But, after college shit got real, they say what one woman won't do another woman will, well in my case the roles are reversed. It all started when Dakarai came into the picture.....

Present Day...

"YESSSSSSSS" Dakarai that's my fuckin spot....SHITTTTTTTTTT"

"I bet that nigga can't hit it like me, huh?"

"Shut the fuck up Karai and beat this pussy."

I was in the Marriott gettin my back blown out by my lover, my husband Amare was gone again. He is a well known financial consultant to major athletes. It seems like he loves his players more than he loves me. I've loved Amare for a VERY long time, but the spark is gone. Dakarai reminds me so much of Amare from his skin to the body type. I'm not in love with Dakarai, I'm in strong like. We've been creeping around for about 3 months.

"Damn Eshe, this pussy is so good!"

"Don't stop Karai.....Oh my good I'm about to CUMMMMMMMM!!"

Dakarai gave me three more long deep thrusts until and he came right along with me. I quickly ran to the bathroom and tried to push his sperm out. I freaked out when we had these slip ups. I know I should be using condoms, but sometimes shit happens.