French Heartbreakers

Dirty Belle #30

Fiona's POV:
When Laurent told me he was back in Miami, I was so happy. I drove over to Laurent's place. Ringed the door bell and no answer. I called him. But he didn't answer.

Kinda strange. I thought to myself.

I checked the porch for the spare key. And just my luck, the key to as still there. I walked in the house and called out to Laurent and Larry. No answer. I walked up to Laurent's room. I'll show him how much I missed him with a surprise. I lit candles, closed the curtains, and took off my clothes. When I heard a door open, I laid on his bed wearing nothing but his favorite panties and a smile. I just couldn't wait to see and feel him all over me. The bedroom door opened to reveal Laurent. He quickly screamed and dropped some papers on the floor.

I climbed out of bed, approached him and said,

"I didn't mean to scare you. I just wanted to surprise you. I missed you."

Laurent quickly picked up the papers off the floor and shoved them into a drawer. He held me close to him and replied,

"I can tell. I missed you too. You looking good enough to eat right now."

I blushed and giggled. Laurent passionately kissed me. I parted my lips and let Laurent's tongue slide in my mouth. His strong hands firmly grabbed my thick booty. We breathed deeply in between our kisses. Then, lifted me off the ground and tossed me on the bed. I laughed and said,

"Boy, you so crazy."
"You know how I like it. I like it wild." Laurent said in a deep voice and he removed his shirt.

As Laurent kissed and licked on my neck, I turned and glanced at the papers sticking out the drawer.

"Baby, what are those papers for?" I asked.
"It's nothing." Laurent mumbled as he buried his face into my neck.
"Doesn't look like nothing." I said.

Laurent looked me right in my eyes and replied,

"I'll tell you later. But right now, I need you to focus on me."

After we made love, Laurent held me in his arms as he slept. I heard his phone vibrate. I reached for his phone and glanced at the screen. The screen displayed,

"Dirty Belle #30-unavailable "

I don't ever recall Laurent ever telling me about a person in his life by that nickname. So, I woke him up.

"Laurent, you missed a phone call." I said and handed him the phone.
"Thank you, babe." Laurent replied.

Laurent looked at the screen, put the phone back down and went back to sleep. I woke him up again.

"Laurent."
"Yeah, babe." Laurent mumbled.
"Who is dirty belle number thirty?" I asked.
"Huh?" Laurent asked with a dumb founded look on his face.
"Don't play dumb with me. Who is she?" I asked more seriously.
"I don't know who that is. And how you know it's a woman?" Laurent questioned.
"Because the nickname has the word 'belle' in it. Which means beautiful woman. Now, tell me who she is!" I said getting upset.
"Oh my god! Fifi, I really don't know who she is. She probably called the wrong number. Which would explain why my phone doesn't recognize the number." Laurent raised his voice.
"You better watch that tone." I firmly stated.
"Why are you tripping? I'm telling you the truth." Laurent said.
"Uh huh! Let me find out you still keeping in touch with her, and I promise you; my hands gonna be in touch with your neck!" I yelled.
"You know what...you need to go. You tripping right now over nothing." Laurent demanded.

I hopped right out his bed and quickly put on my clothes; with an attitude. After I was fully dressed, Laurent climbed out of bed and approached me with his hand out.