FANTASIA.
i wasn't even at work for an hour before i felt myself being yanked into an office by taraji. she locked the door and pushed me onto it.
"what did you do last night?"
"you didnt come like you told me you would, so don't worry about it."
"did you have somebody at yo crib?"
"my girlfriend was there, of course."
"tasia, i already told you to stop trying me. im trying so hard not to crash out."
"so i assume it's okay for you to be with whoever you wanna be with, but i, on the other hand, can't even look in another woman's direction? you're so funny, get off of me."
"did you let anybody fuck you?"
"no!"
"take yo pants off."
"what?"
"take them off."
"no, why?"
"because i said so. either you do it, or im gonna do it myself."
i smiled on the inside. its sad, i know, but if we were about to have sex i was hot and ready. i took them off, and she instructed me to sit at the edge of the desk before she came and stood in between my legs.
"lay back." i was praying no one knocked at the door.
she spread my legs further apart and pulled my thongs to the side. i felt two fingers slip inside of me, causing me to gasp loudly. she pushed them in and out and curved them, hitting my spot.
i made eye contact with her, watching as she roughly finger fucked me. her lip being trapped in between her teeth did something to me.
soon, she pulled them out and stuck them in her mouth, licking both fingers clean.
"mmm, so you was telling the truth."
"about?"
"nobody touching you. that's exactly how i left my pussy. put yo pants back on, we got work to do."
beyond psychotic if you ask me.
"taraji, come take these granny panties off and clean me up."
she ripped them off and buried her face in between my thighs, devouring me like it was her last meal. whoever desk this is may need to have it replaced afterward.
she pulled back and began unbuckling her pants. she grabbed my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the desk. i placed my hand on her stomach, pushing her back.
"protection." im not trying to get pregnant.
"you brought some?"
"purse"
"why you carrying condoms? you planned to go out and get fucked by somebody other than me?"
"taraji my vagina is out in the open and you're asking me stupid questions like that in this moment?"
"nah, answer my question before i go off in yo shit nonstop. who you was tryna fuck?" go off in it then.
"no one."
"why you got these on standby then?"
"im so not in the mood for this." i got up and put my scrubs back on. before i could walk out, she aggressively grabbed my arm, spinning me around to face her.
"you seeing somebody?"
"no, taraji, and let me go, you hurting my arm."
"so what? stop playing in my fucking face."
