French Heartbreakers

Takes One to Know One

Mya's POV:

I woke up with Larry's tattooed arms holding me. Mmm...he looks so peaceful while sleeping. I pecked his lips and waited for him to wake up. Larry slowly opened his eyes with a closed smile.

"Hey you." Larry whispered as he caressed my cheek.
"Hey you." I replied as Larry pulled my face to his.

We passionately kissed as Larry held me in his arms. Then a thought crossed my mind.

"What time is it?" I asked.
"It's eight o'clock." Larry answered.
"Oh my god! I gotta go!" I panicked.

And hopped out his bed.

"Why?" Larry asked with the cover only covering his waist.
"I gotta be at work by nine am. Could you please help me get there?" I asked as I quickly got dressed.

Thank God Larry agreed to help me out. Larry throw on a black pants and tank top. Then we went to my place so I could change into my uniform. While I was taking a shower, I heard the bathroom door open. I pulled back the shower curtain to see Larry standing there completely naked. Larry bit his bottom lip and winked at me. By the look on his face, I knew exactly what Larry wanted. Larry slowly stepped into the shower with me.

"Larry, no. I don't have time for this." I said as and Larry silenced me with a kiss.

Larry caressed my soapy body and sucked on my earlobe. At this point, I wanted him inside me. He lifted me up and slid me down on his French chocolate stick.

"Ah...sss, baby." Larry moaned as my legs wrapped around his waist.
"Ah...damn!" I screamed as Larry continued to lift me up and down.

After our love session in the shower, we were dressed and speeding to my job. I gave Larry a peck on the lips. And thanked him for the ride. I ran to the meeting room and saw all my coworkers and my boss, Mr. Jones.

"Mya! You're late!" Mr. Jones yelled.
"I am so sorry. Mr. Jones. It'll never happen again." I pleaded.
"I know it won't. Because if it does, you'll be fired. Is that understood?" Mr. Jones replied.
"Yes." I answered in a low voice.
"Since you're thirty minutes late, you'll stay thirty minutes after your shift ends." Mr. Jones demanded.
"Mr. Jones, I can't do that. The last bus comes at the original time I get off. How will I get home?" I explained.
"Then I suggest you call a cab." Mr. Jones replied and dismissed everyone.

God, Mr. Jones is such an asshole. Rosa approached me and asked if I needed a ride. I told her I had someone to call on. On my lunch break, Rosa sat next to me and asked,

"So, what's up?"
"Huh?" I confusingly asked.
"Don't huh me. I want details about your date with this Larry guy." Rosa anxiously replied.

I looked around and spilled the tea. Rosa was so happy for me. But I assured her that Larry and I are not serious. Just dating. I called Denise and asked her if she could pick me up after work. And thank god she agreed to do so. On the ride home, Denise asked me,

"How are things going with you and Larry?"
"Uh...it's cool." I replied.

Denise glanced at me with a smirk on her face.

"What?" I asked.
"Can you give me details?" Denise asked.

Before I could share my tea with Denise, I realized we arrived at my house.