Desire

Her secret- Trevante Rhodes

Kennedy

"Dr. James, your last appointment is here. Should I send him in?"

I looked over my cup of tea and realized I was getting a new client today. I was so ready to close up shop that I forgot all about them. My name is Dr. Kennedy-James Anderson, I'm from Southeast, DC, and I am a 3x Howard University Alum! I am a licensed counselor, licensed marriage and family therapist, and certified sex therapist. I am the first black woman to own her own practice in this field. I have one in Maryland, Virginia, and Washington, DC.

Yes, you can send him in, and then you can go. I'll lock up." Dr. Anderson told her secretary

I put my tea to the side and watched as Angela brought the client in. He stood 6'6, very muscular, and smelled amazing. When I looked, our eyes locked, and I couldn't help but recognize him from somewhere.

Hello, I am Dr. James." She smiled and stood up to shake his hand

"Trevante Rhodes."

"I read in your file that you are having marital issues?"

"WAS. We were having issues. She served me divorce papers this morning."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rhodes. Would you like to elaborate on why?"

"She said I wasn't attentive enough. I didn't fuck her the way she wanted to be fuck-- I'm sorry Doc."

"It's ok, just try not to drop too many more." She laughed, trying to make light of the situation. Well, she didn't like the way I made love to her. She wanted it rough, wanted me to be dominant, wanted me to act like that frat boy I was back at NCAT." Trevante said

And why aren't you able to?" Dr. Anderson asked

Doc, I'm going to be real. When I fuck, I fuck hard, but with my wife, I thought she would want me to always make love to her. Appreciate her body, kiss her neck slowly, admire every curve, and love on the parts no other man took the time to love." He admitted

I was blown away. Or turned on? I don't know, but I was quiet.

"Sorry, Dr. J., I'm rambling, but some women used to say I'm too dominant, I'm too controlling, and rough; now I'm being told I'm too soft." He sighed

"Well, Um, it looks like our time is up. I will call you, or you can email me to arrange our next appointment. But in the meantime, I want you to think about how your past experiences went, and then we can go from there". I said to him

...
Trevante
9:30 pm

Man, that doctor was fine as shit! I couldn't help but feel like I'd seen her before. I shook the feeling off and put on my masquerade ball mask. This was my routine every Friday since my divorce. This club downtown would host a masquerade ball every Friday for singles and those looking to socialize. I've had my fair share of hookups, but never found anything worth pursuing after.

Can I get you another old-fashioned?" The bartender asked 

Nah, man, I'm good." He answers. I was putting some parlays in when I smelled the sweetest smell that could only come from a woman. I looked to the left and saw the most beautiful black woman. Mocah colored skin, pretty teeth, banging body. Her ass was perfectly rounded out, and I know the recoil is crazy. 

"Are you going to say something or keep staring at me?"

Trevante was staring at the woman so long that he didn't realize how long he was still staring. When she turned towards me, I saw she had a thigh piece, and I'd love to see the whole tattoo. She also had two butterflies on her right foot. The dress she had on was sexy and super revealing, but still was so classy, and it wasn't like she was naked. 

"What's up, mama. I'm Tre" 

"KJ"

"KJ? Interesting name for a lady."

"Those are my initials."

I can get why she didn't tell me her full name, but it was something familiar about her, and I wanted to know more. 

Can I buy you a drink?," He asks her 

She nodded her head yes. Then tilted it to the side and rubbed his arm while looking him up and down. 

To be continued..