Fantasy ( Please do not ReaD)

Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4

Yesterday we got word that we had to leave to Dubai for buisness. I had just finished packing for our trip. Tre told me that even though Dubai may seem glamorous on the surface, it can be very dangerous. Once my suitcase was packed, and I put myself together tre packed up his clothes and drove us down to his house so that he could get more clothes.

" So this were you live huh ? You're fucking rich. Filthy rich ! ", I said to tre.

" Being a criminal pays ", said tre as he parked the car.

" Come ", I followed tre into his house. It was very neat and clean inside. It was simple and spacious and you could tell he lived alone.

I followed tre to his bedroom and sat on his bed while he packed. We didn't have to be at the airport for another hour and it was only 10 minutes away.

Tre had only been watching me for a week and we would be spending only 7 days in Dubai. I watched tre brush his teeth while I sat on the bed admiring his sculpted and built body. After he brushed his teeth he brushed his waves and put on his du-rag. I pushed myself off the bed and walked over to tre. I came behind him and wrapped my arms around his torso. I scratched my hands down his abs.

" You're like a damn ....boulder ", I gripped his bicep. I was pretty infatuated with his physical appearance.

" You like what you see ? ", said Tre with a smirk.

" Yeah I do...a lot ", I said while trailing my hands down his stomach all the way to his crotch. I squeezed his dick through his sweatpants and stared in shock. He was pretty thick in the girth department but I was surprised as how solid that was too.

" Oh my god. A-Are you soft ? You're soft right ?... Right ? ", I said in shock.

" Yeah I'm soft but I'm about to be hard in a minute if you don't stop ", he chuckled.

I looked up at him with wide eyes and then looked down. I removed my hand from him.

" There will be time for that in Dubai but business must be handled first. Check in my bag and change into that dress. You need to wear that dress and you must put on that hijab when we get to the Dubai airport ", said Tre.

" Yeah but....why the hijab ? ", I said cluelessly.

" It's respectful to the culture in Dubai. Even though you can wear what you want it makes things run more smoothly. There is a dresscode ", he said.

" Okay ", I complied . I stripped out of my clothes and slipped on the black long sleeve dress and black slippers. I stuffed the hijab into my purse and walked out to the car with tre. We headed down to the airport. There was now 30 minutes before the flight.

As we boarded the plane I found out we were flying business class. Tre had some work to do on his laptop so it only made sense. I was sitting next to tre at the window seat, the two seats next to us had been empty. It started getting warm on the plane. I racked it up to me being in the window seat.

" Is it hot in here to you ", I asked him.

He shook his head and continued typing. This plane was air conditioned so I knew it couldn't be the A/C. I look over at trevante again and he looked back at me. He closed his computer momentarily as take off was about to start. He wrapped his arm around me and leaned into me.

" If you squeeze you're thighs together any harder I think you might break em' ", he chuckled.

" I-I'm not ", I was caught off guard by how much he observed me without me knowing.

" Yeah you are actually. You know it's almost as if you want me to fix it  ", he questioned sarcastically.

" I- d- ", I was cut off.