An Imperfect Love Story - Book 8

Work Week Begins

"Cum for me, baby! Shit, you feel so fucking good under me! Lord have mercy!!!!!" Jillian moans as she is fucking Tess nonstop, something they had been doing since returning to La Jolla after their little trip to Africa and getting married on the safari.

"YES! Jill! I love you so much!!!! You are the woman of my dreams!" Tess arches her back as this has been going on now for well over an hour since they woke up, and she couldn't seem to get enough of this woman. She just couldn't, and she hadn't felt this close to anyone since...well, she didn't want to think of her, but it had been a while as her toes curl and she cums deep and hard, panting for air, as Jillian kisses all over her body, running her hands over her soft, smooth, dark skin which she loved as the buzzer in for the apartment begins buzzing nonstop.

"Who can that be, love?" Tess sits up now as she pulls the sheet up over her body, and Jillian quickly gets dressed and looks out the window.

"Oh, shit. I'll get the door. I think it's Julius. He's been knocking now for a couple of days. I forget I told him to come back today. I'm sorry, sweetheart," Jill says as she throws on her shorts and t-shirt and runs her fingers through her short, dark hair.

"Oh, I'm not in the mood for him today. Tell him, I'll call him," Tess says as she reaches over and grabs her glass of water. "I just can't be bothered."

"I'll tell him you're asleep," Jillian winks at her wife and hurries to the door as the buzzer keeps going off, and she sprints down the stairs, not even waiting for the elevator, for Julius was so annoying to her. She needed to tell him to lay off.

Opening the front door, she is met with the man who is really beside himself now, for he had been trying for a couple of days now to reach is very best friend and sister. Pushing up his glasses on his nose, he now folds his arms in front of him as he doesn't see Tess at all but instead her ugly ass goose of a wife.

"Why are YOU answering the door AGAIN, Missy??????? Yesterday, you told me to come back today, and you'd be out! Where's my TESSY????"

Grabbing the man's arm rather harshly, Jillian steps outside and glares hard at him. "No, I said it's possible she'll be here today, and that I'd have her call you! Clean out your ears, man! You can't be coming here every damn day!"

"NO! NO WAY! That is NOT what you said, Jillian! Don't stand here and count me for a fucking fool! Where is she?"

"She's asleep!!!!! The time zones wiped us both out! What do you expect! Jet lag is fucking real! Plus, she's not feeling too well. So, she'll call you, Jules!" Jillian glares hard as the man doesn't believe her whatsoever and tries to look over her shoulder as if Tess is behind her, but she's not.

"Well, you can relay this message to her. ARE YOU LISTENING?????" Julius scowls as he taps his foot, his arms folded.

"What is it?" Jillian rolls her eyes as she runs her fingers through her hair again.

"You can tell her she has some major explaining to do because those letters were NOT COOL! None of them! And Lena is ready to kick her ass and so is Stef, and you don't want that! Stef already kicked your ass once!!!!"

"What the actual fuck are you talking about, Julius? What letters????" Jillian's face is red with anger now as she gets closer to the man.

"Duhhhhh! Keep up! The ones she mailed from Africa to MY HOUSE for me to distribute! The ones to Stef and Lena were UGLY as FUCK!!!!!!! Snap out of it! Your wife's on drugs or something and needs help!"

"I don't know what you're even talking about, Julius. I just don't! Tess is perfectly fine and not on drugs, but we were afraid something like this would happen," Jillian says in pure frustration as she sits on the curb and Julius glares down at her.