Poetic justice

7.

Janet's POV:

I pulled up to the location, and I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

My own assistant was living in a place like this.

I gave her a call as soon as I pulled up.

"Hello."

I'm outside. I don't know exactly where to come, so you're gonna have to come get me.

"I'm not really dressed I just have on a robe."

That's fine. I didn't ask what you had on. Just come get me.

"Ok, what color car?"

Taraji you've been gone a few hours not a few weeks.

"Well I mean you could've changed cars."

Black limo.

"Ok."

After about 5 minutes she came down in a robe, half open, exposing her breast.

"Hi."

I shot her a look, and got out the car.

"um ok, follow me." She said going up the stairs.

I think that's what I was doing.

After 6 flights of stairs we made it to her apartment door.

You guys don't have el- elevators. I said trying to get my breath back.

"We do but they're down. Which is no surprise, because they're always down."

Why am I not shocked.

She opened her apartment door and my mouth dropped.

It was gorgeous. She had wonderful taste.

It looked nothing like the outside of the building.

Wow this is gorgeous Taraji.

"Thank you."

Is that Vera Wang? I said pointing to a dress on the couch.

"Why yes it is."

Not to be rude but how do you have all this designer?

"My job before paid me really good."

And what kind of job was that? I said looking around.

"Just a nice little 9-5"

Yeah but what kind of work did you do?

"Yeah so what did you wanna talk about?"

Taraji.

"Yes?"

You're ignoring my question.

What kind of job did you have before.

"A 9-5..?"

WHAT KIND OF WORK DID YOU DO DAMNIT.

"I was a stripper."

Oh.

"But it's not what you think, I wasn't a slutty stripper."

Well considering the things you wear...

"It's just habit."

I'm sure.

I don't want you to think that I'm judging you, because I'm not.

I'm just a little shocked.

"Everyone usually is."

I thought you had your little cousin over here.

"I sent him back down to his mom's apartment."

Oh.

Don't you think your robe is a little too revealing?

"Does it bother you? It doesn't bother me."

Well yes it is bothering me.

"Well I'll just take the whole thing off." She said taking it off.

Oh my lord.

Her breast sat perfectly, almost like they were staring and me.

She bent down to pick it up, and lord have mercy.

That ass was sitting plump!

I'm indeed no better than a man.

"So let's continue our conversation."

Hm.

"What did you come here to talk about?"

Well I felt like an over the phone apology wasn't enough.

I'm truly sorry for the way I reacted.

"It's fine."

No it's not.

"It is I really understand."

Well Juluis has been gone since earlier, I just hope he's okay.

"I'm sure he's fine, can I get you something to drink?"

Yes, lemonade thanks.

"Alright."

I watched her walk away, and I just fantasized about the things I'd do to her go-

"Ms. Jackson!" She said waving her hand in front of my face.

I'm sorry I got distracted.

"I can see that."

Listen Taraji.

I'm gonna be completely honest with you.

"Ok.."

I l- just then my phone rung. It was toya.

What? I'm really busy right now.

"Bitch Carl is here at the house with his lawyer talking about some bullshit. You need to get here now!!"

Ok I'm on the way.

I'm so so sorry my love, I have to go take care of some business at the house.

Do me a favor, pack your bags and come back.

And we'll continue the conversation in my room later ok?

"Ok."

I hurried down the steps and into the limo.

Carl was my ex husband and any chance he got to make my life hell he made sure of it.

What could he possibly want.