Playtime Rules

Rule #9 If the D Don't Work Get to Licking

She had to admit to herself, the brother had her wide open.

Friday was two days away and she was dreaming about seeing JeVionte again. She could go to the gym and sneak some time with him, but the man was at work. And she had work to do. The second house she was flipping was in Maryland Heights, which was the west county of St. Louis. It was a nice area, but the houses did not go for much. She would not make a big profit, so she had to invest the least amount and hope for a high return,

People were not buying houses like crazy like they were when she first started five years ago. She had to hustle for every dime she made. She watched her bank account like a hawk. She did not have all her eggs in one basket.

Funny as it may seem, she kept some cash on hand, in a safe, along with the expensive diamonds she rarely wore.

She also had an investment portfolio that made money just sitting there. She learned how to invest herself and she moved her money around accordingly and so far, she had a nice return.

She also had a regular savings and checking account. She did not keep the bulk of her money in a checking account. A savings account with a high-hearing interest rate. She liked her money to make money.

Her house alone, if needed, she could sell and make a nice profit. But she loved her house. That is why she would never invite a guy over to it.

But she liked that JeVonte was happy to invite her over to his place. She smiled hard when she saw his address was in O'Fallon, MO, not far from her at all. Maybe a twenty-five-minute drive, still in the St. Charles County area.

And he said to bring a swimsuit.

Hell, she did even better. She packed an overnight bag complete with all her toiletries. She needed to know what the brother was working with, so if the dick didn't work, get to licking. That was playtime rule number nine.

She did not play when it came to bedtime play. Sex was the best thing ever created. From her first, Allistar, to every guy she ever bedded, next to looks, the dick game had to be on point. She had no idea what JeVonte was working with, but the way he had body, and was a basketball player, she knew it would be good.

If not, get to licking.

When she pulled up to his house, her mouth dropped open. She thought the brother was broke? Driving a Lexus S-Class and living in a house nearly double the size of hers. It was a mansion for sure. The biggest house on the street. There was a long curved driveway, but she did not see his car.

There was what looked like a three-car garage, so it may be in there. She texted him she had pulled up before she stepped out of her car.

Dressed in her red string bikini and a white crotchet coverup. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail and she only wore waterproof mascara and just a bit of foundation. Her body was looking right. Need to work out where?

Before she even made it to the door, he opened it and stepped out to greet her.

"You look gorgeous."

"I know!" She struck a pose for him, taking off her sunglasses. "You said pool, and I like to swim."

"Come on in, let me take you to the back." He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, obviously not ready to swim like her. "I need to change, but I will lead you on back."

"This house! Boy! Nice! You know I need to know all the details on this one." She wanted to ask how was he able to afford the house working as a personal trainer, but then again, it was not her business. Maybe it was like her, his parents gave it to him, left it to him, or some other family member. Maybe he was a trust fund kid, like Cassieta.