Wet Dreams

Rest & Relaxation

⚠️⚠️BWBM. Choking. Spanking. Mentions of sexual harassment. Praise. Use of the  N-word⚠️⚠️

I was sitting on my couch watching supernatural while I mindlessly ate some strawberries. I was stressed and kinda aggravated after my LONG day at work, so I decided to just sit back and relax.

I couldn't stop thinking about what happened at work today. It was really bothering me. My boyfriend, Trey would be home soon, but I didn't know if I want to tell him what happened.

He NEVER played when it came to me. So telling him what happened could possibly end with me not having a job and him being in jail. I just didn't know what to do.

I tried not to think about it, but I couldn't help it. It was all I COULD think about. It was infuriating. I didn't want Trey to know that something was wrong because he wouldn't leave it alone until I told him exactly what was wrong.

I sighed as I bit down on another strawberry. I just wanna go to sleep.

"BABY! I'M HOME!" I looked over at the door hearing Trey come in. He shut the door before he turned around and looked over at me.

"There's my baby." He said before he came over to the couch and sat down beside me.

"Hi baby," He said as he leaned down and kissed my neck softly.

"Hi." I said smiling. He grabbed my hand and brought It up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on my knuckle.

"You watching supernatural? Damn, girl. Again?" He asked as he leaned back on the couch, spreading his legs.

"Mhm." I hummed as I handed him one of the strawberries from the bowl on my lap.

"Thank you, baby." He said before he took a bite into it.

"What's wrong with my girl?" He asked titling his head. I shrugged and looked down at the bowl.

"Nah. Don't do that shit. Talk to me." He said as he grabbed the bowl and sat it on the table in front of me.

"It's nothing. I just had a bad day at work." I said shrugging. He sighed and put his arm around my shoulder.

"Tell me what happened." I bit my lip and turned towards him.

"Promise you won't try to leave?" He titled his head before he sat up.

"Why would I try to leave, baby?" I looked down and played with the bottom of his hoodie.

"Just promise me, please?" He nodded before he pulled me up onto his lap.

"Come on," He said as he slowly rubbed my ass. I had on one of his shirts, and a pair of panties. I didn't really wear clothes around the house. But he never complained.

"Well, the first thing was my hair," I started. He bit his lip before he slid his hand into my hair. The tight curls wrapping themselves around his fingers.

"What about it?'

"They just stared a lot more than usual. A-And then one lady said it was unprofessional." I mumbled as I wrapped his hoodie strings around my fingers.

"Ain't shit wrong with your hair, baby. You know that. This shit is pretty as fuck, and it suits you. I think you going natural is good." He said biting his lip. He just liked pulling my hair.

"I know. It just bothered me a little bit." I said shrugging. He nodded and gripped my thighs.

"Anything else?" I looked up at him and nodded slowly.

"Ah shit. What the hell is it?" He asked, shaking his head.

"Earlier, when I was leaving for my lunch break, there was this guy. He works on the floor below me, so I don't usually see him. B-But today he was on my floor." I looked down at my lap as I balled my fists up. I really don't think I should tell him. I don't know what he'll do.