WHAT'S YOUR FANTASY ?

Random Story #6: I'ma lick the icing off.

"It’s your birthday so I know wanna ride out. Even if we only go to my house. Sip more weezy as we sit upon my couch. Feels good, but I know you want to cry out."

The song played softly through the speaker of my stereo as I got dressed for the day. The lights were dim, and the sweet smell of my lotion filled the room.

"You say you want passion, I think you found it. Get ready for action, don’t be astounded. We switching positions, you feel surrounded. Just tell me how you want your gift,"

"Boyyy." I sang with a smile as I slipped into a sexy pink laced thong.

The song swiftly made it’s self into the chorus, but I remixed it up a bit with my own little version.

"Boyy I know youu, you’ve been feenin, woke up in a late night dreamin’ about my lovinn’. Boy you know youu, don’t need candles or cake, just need your body to make, birthday sex."

Today was a special day. It’s Chris’ birthday and I wanted him all to myself. Of course he’s gonna be surrounded by people all day, but thankfully this morning I have him to myself. Tonight too, he knows he’s in for it, he just doesn’t know how bad.

****

After I got dressed, I stood in front of the mirror, checking myself out. I smiled, pleased with my appearance and walked over to my dresser, picking up my phone. I could smell my sweet perfume on me as I tapped Chris’ name in my recent call log. It’s his favorite, so I know it’s gonna bring a smile to his face.

It rang a few times before Chris picked up, a loud mess of voices on his end.

"Hold on babe, lemme go somewhere quiet." Chris said loudly over the voices.

"Okay." I mumbled, looking down at my nails.

I could hear Chris moving around, and the voices suddenly fading into silence.

"Okay." Chris mumbled under his breath.

"Happy birthday baby." I said sweetly before he could say anything.

Chris chuckled, “Thank you, thank you.”

I smiled wide, feeling my cheeks blush just a little bit. No matter what, Chris always made me blush.

"But anyway, what are we doin’?" Chris asked.

"Well," I pushed myself off the dresser and turned around, looking in the mirror, "I’m gonna come pick you up and we’re goin’ out to breakfast." I said as I fixed my eye shadow with my finger.

"Aight, sounds good."

"You at home?" I asked, popping my lips together slightly, only to even out the lipgloss.

"Yea." Chris responded.

"Okay so I’ma head over there then," I grabbed my purse and looped it over my shoulder, "And whoever is over there tell them you’re disappearing for an hour or two." I chuckled as I headed out of the room.

Chris laughed, “Aight bae, I’ll see you in a few.”

"Okay, muah." I said softly.

Chris blew me a kiss in return and we hung up.

****

When I picked Chris up, I drove him to a fancy little spot in Hollywood. The only other person that was with us was Big Pat. It took us a few minutes to get seated because Chris’ fans spotted him and of course he wasn’t going to deny them. We finally got a small seat in the back of the restaurant, outside under palm trees.