Feminine VOLUPTUOUS [Erotic Romance]

CHAPTER FOURTEEN:

We spent the whole week together, I don't travel as much as before with Mike on a break. He's a newlywed who wants time fucking his wife. Like he wasn't chasing that ass before.

Now I'm that damn fool, rescheduling some shit to stay back home longer. I even made space in her coat room. It's like half business and half for our fuck fest. I made sure to add a couch to my new business home.

I'm finishing up some documents on my laptop when my phone rings.

"You're ALIVE!" Mike screams.

"Come blow me!" I told him, "Fuck CPR!"

His loud vocals clear my ear as I itch it. I laugh getting up stretching my legs. I haven't heard from him for a few days, and it's pretty unusual for us.

"Man, sounds like you reached the clouds. Did you say your prayers like a good boy?"

"I was blessed more than you know."

"Ooohh...fuck. He's seeing twinkled stars." Mike says.

"I was twinkling stars, but now I'm shitting rainbows." I add.

"Dick approved, or are you going nuts?"

"Put it this way, I need you to come hold me." I whisper, "I'm scared..."

He cuts me off, "You jerk mine, and I might pinky tap yours."

"Meet me in the coat closet. I got a big couch just for your little dick." I told him.

He's busting up! Until he calls out Yesenia, and I know I'm going to get hurt with too many questions. "Red!" He tells her, "My little seed has found life. He even got his own playpen."

I lift my eyebrow.

"Someone knows the lingo with Dad jokes."

Yesenia grabbed the phone, "Tell V I said to call me. I texted her."

Here we go, this shits beginning, and I'm smiling like an idiot. "She's been with a few clients today, but I'll tell her..."

Before I can add more information, the door opens, and Ms. Thick walks in with her tight jean capris, red high heels, and a red polka dot top. The red rose on her ear, loud and vibrant.

My tongue hangs as she struts towards me. Our eyes connect, and her red lips lift in mischief. She cups me lightly, tapping my dick as she kisses my cheek. My phone to my ear reminds me I'm still on a call.

"Yesenia, she's..." I fluster out.

Before I could finish, Kitty grabbed my phone, turning to push me down on the couch to sit on my lap.

Like a bitch, I put my arms around her.

"Yesi? I was just going to call you. I got the account! Shit, we have to go to Italy in a few weeks...They are requesting two more pieces!"

My brain is already thinking about dates, and I'm intentionally listening to get more information.

This shit is bad!