Thursday Evening..
Me and Kamala have barely talked about everything that has happened. More so of just work and work on top of that. But I was glad I was off Friday due to Bonnie's wedding. I grabbed all my things and headed towards
Kamala's office. I walked in without knocking, "Hey". I say with a straight face. Kamala raised her eyebrow but she didn't make a smart remark.
"Here's the schedule for next week, you have dinner with the Obamas next Tuesday". She nods at me just biting her lip. Kamala clears her throat, "showing a lot of cleavage today hm?". I hide the smirk on my face and I stare at her with all seriousness.
"Stop trying to lure me in Kamala". Kamala chuckles, "I'm not TRYING to lure you in.. I already did". I look at her noticing that she's staring down at my skirt, noticing my leg is shaking.
Come on Tiffany stand the fuck up. I sigh grabbing my work bag, "I'll see you at home". I walk towards the door leaving before she could say anything else.
I finally arrive at home, I ordered pizza and wings. I wash my hands sitting down eating some food. "This shit is bomb, maybe I should roll a blunt while i eat". I laugh and start rolling up, I hear Kamala unlocking the door. I light my blunt and start smoking. Kamala walks in taking her coat off, I notice her but I go back to eating my food. Kamala walks to the kitchen and starts washing her hands, "smoking in the house?".
I swallow my food, "it's my house right?". I say it with attitude, she turns around and sighs grabbing a plate. "I never said it wasn't". She snaps back, I glare at her. "Okay. So it's my house I do what i want".
Kamala laughs and puts a piece of pizza on her plate. "Well I live here as well, so you're gonna respect my wishes". She takes a seat across from me. I glare at her and I sigh, "you didn't respect my wishes". She tilts her head raising an eyebrow, "how so?".
I laugh, "going to dinner with Millie and not telling me". I snap back at her, she shifts in her seat slightly. Kamala laughs, "you're still mad about that?". I glare at her chuckling to myself. "Well if you wanna talk about respect, you won't earn it until it's given". I get up washing my plate.
Kamala scoffs, "why do you have to be like this?". I laugh, "be like what? You keep playing with me and you think it's funny and cute. You must not know me".
Kamala gets out of her seat standing next to me by the sink. "Oh yeah? What should I know about you then". Her finger runs down my back sending shivers down my spine. I back away from Kamala staring at her, I didn't respond. Kamala clears her throat, "what do I need to know about you Tiffany?".
I smirk, "That I don't play, so all this shit you've been doing. Don't think I'll stick around for long Kamala". I say with all seriousness, she stands there not saying anything. I sigh, "you should pack for the wedding. We leave tomorrow night". Kamala nods and I leave the kitchen.
After Kamala got out the shower after me, she climbed into bed. I sat up scrolling on Instagram, she stares at me but I didn't look at her. She starts kissing my neck and my arm. "Kamala.. stop". I stare at her, she doesn't stop she continues. Even though it felt good I felt like she wasn't punished enough.
She runs her finger down my leg, coming up towards my night gown. I bite my lip a little but I grab her hand pushing it away. "I still haven't forgave you for what you did. Go to bed Kamala".
I turn my phone over and I turn the opposite way. Kamala sighs turning off her light going to bed as well.
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Friday night..
We made it to the airport checking in. Kamala greets a few people so do i, even though I don't feel like smiling I try my best smiling. After that we get on our flight, we road in first class. I sit down buckling up, Kamala does the same.
I grab my blanket putting it over me, I lay my head down going to sleep. I feel Kamala's leg brushing against mine, I didn't say anything. It did make me fall asleep faster, I loved her touch but I was too tired to fight with her.
We end up Maldives. Me and Kamala grab our bags and walked throughout the airport. I see Kamala talking to someone on the phone, I ignore it trying to keep the peace. We get into our Uber, the Uber recognizes Kamala. "Sir, we have to get to where we are going". I say with all seriousness, Kamala stares at me not saying anything.
We arrive at the hotel, we go inside getting our keys to our room. Kamala sighs, "so you got us separate rooms?". I look at Kamala while we get on the elevator. "I need a break from you Kamala". Kamala laughs but she doesn't say anything after that.
I get off the elevator heading towards my room, I walk in closing the door behind me. I flop down on the bed my body melting into the bed. I get a text from Bonnie, I grab my phone reading the text. 𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐲. 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐈𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝟕:𝟑𝟎 𝐁𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄!. I laugh at the message.
I pop me a glass of champagne. I pour it into my glass and I cheers to relaxation. After that I get ready for the rehearsal dinner. I'm wearing a white dress with a slit, a little cleavage showing not too much. I put on hoop earrings and my necklace. I wet my curls, put on some red lipstick. And some of my Chanel perfume.
I walk out my room and I see Kamala walking down the hallway wearing a white dress showing her perfectly shaped dress. Damn she look good, "you look good Kamala". I say in a playful tone. Kamala giggles a little, "well thank you. You look sexy". I smile a little but my smile fades.
We make it to the rehearsal dinner, I see Bonnie and she runs up to me. "Heyyy bitchhhh". I laugh hugging her tight. "Heyyy bestieee". She smelled so good, she smelt like roses.
Kamala smiles at Bonnie. They hug as well. "Thank you for coming Kamala". Kamala smiles and stares in her eyes deeply, "No problem Bonnie". We take a seat at the table, we eat and drink champagne.
Me and Bonnie laugh and talk. Kamala talks to her colleagues. Seems likes she's occupied which is a good thing. "Yes and like we have been so mad at each other. She's been trying to get me to fold but I stood on business". Bonnie claps and laughs drunkly, "periodd bitchh". We laugh holding each other, I had fun catching up with my best friend.
I finally make it back to my hotel. I was so drunk I don't even remember everything. I take a warm shower, after that I put on the hotel robe. I sit in my bed lonely. I miss Kamala touching me at night, I grab my phone and I send her a picture of my boobs. 𝐖𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮.. I laugh and i wait for her to text back. I drink the last of the champagne in the bottle. She finally texts me back, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤. 𝐆𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐲. I frown a little, even though I was drunk I knew I wanted her next to me in bed.
𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐚. 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮. Kamala responded quickly, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐲. A playful smirk appears on my face. I hear Kamala knocking on the door. I open it with my robe slightly open. She walks in locking the door behind her. She straddles me and kisses me deeply, I kiss her back more passionately.
We make our way to the bed, she pushes me down on the bed and slides my robe off throwing it on the chair. She kisses her way up to the folds of my p*ssy. She kisses it softly, "mm.. don't stop". She smirks slightly, she starts teasing my clit with her tongue. "Mm fuck.. Kamala don't stop".
"I won't stop baby".
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Authors note
How y'all feeling??. Of course Tiffany got drunk and couldn't stand on business😣😭🤭.
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