GUILT

Chapter 13

      The next morning, Trae was sleeping on the sofa. His phone sat next to his iPad on the coffee table and he had his leg propped up on a set of pillows at the end of the sofa. A blanket covered half of his body and it kept him warm as he slept. Then, someone twisted the doorknob on the front door and came in. When he woke up, Joi was sitting across from him, scrolling on her phone. This time she wore some black fitted boy shorts and a grey crop top.

"Joi, what are you doing here this time?" He said waking up, rubbing his eyes.

"I came back because I thought you would've needed me again," she said smiling.

"How did you even get in here?"

"I found a spare key outside. Cayren told me where you keep it."

Trae was confused as ever. He looked at her and began to think how crazy she really was. Joi got up and excused herself to the restroom and her shorts started to lodge themselves between her cheeks. While she was in the bathroom, he grabbed his phone to call his mother.

"Hey baby, how you doing?" His mother greeted over the phone.

"Mama, why you didn't tell me when you told Joi to come over?"

"I figured you would deny any help that would come your way so I insisted that she helps you."

"Mama, that's not your place. I'm good where I'm at now."

"Baby, you're just saying that go ahead and let her help you."

"No mama. I don't want her---" Trae looked over at Joi standing at the end of the hall with nothing but her bra and boy shorts on. His mouth dropped and wasn't even paying attention to the conversation with his mother anymore. 

Joi slowly walked over to Trae and sat on top of his lap. She took the phone from Trae. "Mrs. Jackson, I'm taking good care of him."

"Now that's what I like to hear. I will talk to him later. Take care of my baby!"

Joi ended the conversation and began kissing Trae. She moved her hands over his chest and under his shirt. Her tongue found its way into his mouth and they traded kisses with each other. She kissed and sucked his neck, which caused his manhood to stand up. He tried to stop her once that happened.

"Joi, ma, what you doing?" Trae said trying to fight his urges to engage in any sexual act with her.

"Just let it happen baby, I got you."

Trae bit down on his lip as she gripped his hard fellow through his shorts. "Joi, stop," he said.

"Now you know I can't do that." She continued to grip him down there and lowered herself between his legs. Joi pulled his shorts and Ralph Lauren Polo boxers down and wrapped her hand around his fellow. Her mouth was really wet and warm. Trae couldn't do anything at this point but let it happen. The way the wetness in her mouth, the way she deep-throated him, felt too good for him to handle. As she continued slobbing all over him, he was about to bust. He grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down firmly on it and came in her mouth, causing her to choke. Then, she swallowed. After that, she looked up at him and smiled but he had his hand over his face with his eyes closed.

"Oh, my gosh Trae," she said giggling.

Trae sat there astonished by what just happened. "Joi, maine, what the fuck made you do that?"

"I said I was going to take care of you, right?" she blushed.

"That did not mean suck my dick!"

"You too good Trae. You taste amazing and I couldn't wait to that find out."

"Joi look, I can't be doing this with you. For goodness sake, I was dating your sister so you need to chill with all of that."