Admitting Love

3: Give It To Me

~ Jenna Monroe ~

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"Can you believe that sëxy son of a bïtch had the audacity to show up at my job?! Like I know people were crazy but not crazy enough to stalk me and show up at my job! What kinda shït is this Jenna?!!" Monica paced back and forth in front of me.

Monica ranted on and on about the guy she had a one night stand with showed up to her job and hired her as his PA. it may have sounded crazy but maybe it was a coincidence. Just so happens the man she hooked up with is a millionaire business owner. At least she didnt end up with someone that tried to pimp her out.

We decided to link up tonight to discuss our weekend since we hadn't seen each other since the night at the club.

"Yea yea. At least you got somebody worth bragging about." I mumbled.

"Whatever." She said rolling her eyes at me

"We need some good D in our lives, chicka." I admitted to her.

Being in a relationship with a busy man wasnt easy. The man I loved was a constant workaholic and always cheated. We agreed to have an open relationship only because my heart was with him, but my püssÿ wasnt. He was an amazing man. But he was lacking completely in the sëx department. And since I'm the type to look beyond that, I brought the conversation to the table and we came to conclusions. Call me crazy, but it's my relationship, and that's what we are happy with.

"You know what your right. I haven't had some 'good good' in days and you an I both know we some dämn frëaks that can't resist the urge." Monica grew happy with excitement thinking about having another session.

I walked up the stairs to my bedroom leaving her to watch TV in the living room. Opening the door, I walked towards the bed and laid there begining to text one of my side nïggäs.

To BigPapi🍆: Ay papí😉. Free tonight ?

From BigPapi🍆: Always for you love😘.

To BigPapi🍆: Swing by for 11. See you tonight.

I looked at my clock and it was becoming 8 o'clock.

I don't know what to do with myself in the meantime but I gotta get rid of Monica downstairs in order to have a free place.

I walked downstairs and attempted to get rid of her...

"Im fückïng tonight! I love you, but you needa leave." I blunty stated in the nicest way possible.

"Well dämn bïtch, love you too." She mean mugged me as I blew her kisses.

Monica got off the couch and made her way towards the door...

"Text me in the morning."

"Aiight chicka, Bye." I concluded our link up and made my way back upstairs to complete my hygiene routine and take a quick energy nap.

3 hours later...

Waking up from my energy nap, I slipped into a seductive orange lace pänty and bra set. I placed on my black silk robe and leopard bedroom slippers than began to walk downstairs.

Geez, how am I gonna do this tonight? Am I gonna bring out the true frëak ? Or just stick to being his submissive släve? I hope his drive is high as usual or else I'll-

Knock! Knock! Knock!

A repetition of knocks were placed on my front door as I gathered my thoughts together of the long night ahead.