Aisha POV
"So... wacha think bout Tamir? He lookin mighty sexy tonight aint he?" asked Joi, who was casually drinking away from the red solo cup she was holding.
"I'm taken, he's taken, no feelings." I say bluntly.
"Sooo lemme get this straight. Yo nigga ain't even in town and you still wouldn't have a one night stand? Especially with Tamir? Hmm. You a good girlfriend. A reeeaaaal good one."
"So you sayin if Aaron won't here and Jee was then you wouldn't mind fucking him?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying." To be honest, I believe everything she saying rn. And, if Joi could AND would do it, I might as well give it a try. After all, it's only for one night. Whose gonna find out?
After a while of thinking it over (and doing some heavy ass drinking), I decided it was okay if I cheated on Joel just this one time. I have nothing to lose anyway. Just as long as nobody finds out...
"Heeeeeeyyy Taaamiirrr!!!" I said, trying to stay up on both my feet.
"You good?" he asked. God damn his voice was sexy af.
"Yeeeaaaaah I'm grreeeeeaaat. Buut, you know, some lightskin dick would make things soooo much better for me if you know what I'm sayin." 😏
That was the last thing I could remember from that night. We had to have fucked tho, because the next day, other than suffering from a badass hangover, I was walking with a major limp.
I decided to hit up Joel to see how he was doing. I felt bad about doing what I think I might've done last night.
Me: Heey 👋🏽
Joel: Hi
Me: Wyd ?
Joel: Nun
I don't like these one word responses. His ass best be glad I'm actually texting him. I could be sitting down at home not giving a shit that I haven't seen him in a few days.
Wait.
He was s'posed to be home two days ago. Lemme find out he doin some shit behind my back. 👿👊🏽
