Tasha
It's been days since Alisha caught Chelsea and I. It's also been days since I saw Chelsea. I tried to call her and my number had been blocked. I guess if anybody could keep her away, it would be her family. I'm sitting at my vanity spraying vanilla body mist on myself, getting ready for one of my vip clients. He likes for me to smell like ice cream, and he pays me more. I'm probably going to hell for this, but least imma be paid. See, he is a pastor. Mount Lily Baptist Church over on second street. Reverend Marcus Williams..heard of him? A ring of my doorbell let me know that, that Idris Elba look alike was at my door. That is a fine ass man and I love our time together. It's gotta be short today though because I gotta 5 other appointments today and I got this business party to attend. Why? those corporate men pay a pretty penny for my lil girl down there. I got up and opened the door to see that chocolate man standing on my doorstep. "Hello Rev." I said stepping aside to let him in. "Hello Tasha. You smell good." He said slapping my ass and having a seat on my couch. "Only for you daddy." I say sitting at his feet and offering him a glass of champagne. "Drink but not get drunk right?" "Right." He said accepting the glass and taking a swig. I pulled his feet into my lap and begin massaging them. "Yes baby you are too good to me." He moaned, placing his head back. "You are my king and a fearless leader. You deserve it daddy." I ran my hand up his leg until I reached his penis. Stroking it while it was still in his pants, I enjoyed watching him shake at my hand. I'm in control but I really let him think he is. See with me? Sex is all about control. I love the way I can make a man feel just by a touch, a lick, whatever. There's a lot of power in the pussy and us as women need to realize that. We can get whatever we want, whenever and however we want it. All we have to do? Simply spread our legs. I learned it and I'm applying it to everyday life. Y'all hoes need to get on the right track. What? Yeah I said hoe. Everybody got a little hoe in them. Whether it's that fine ass man who got a wife that keep staring you down..or your love for any rapper that has somebody. Or simply if he gave you money after you gave him pussy? Anything of value makes you a trick and therefore...HOE! Calm down sis and make that money. Get paid! Anyway back to Reverend..
I unzipped his pants and pulled out his large penis, taking him into my mouth. I used my hand to guide my mouth and tongue up and down his shaft. "Oh yes do it." He moaned placing his hand on my head as I pleasured him. "I'm bout there!" He groaned as I felt him release and the thick gooey substance slid down my throat. "Thank you." He said standing up and fixing his clothes. "No problem daddy." I say getting off of my knees and walking into the kitchen. "I'll see you later okay?" He called out. "Okay." I heard the door close and I walked back into my living room and looked around. I live comfortably to be 25. I knew I was destined to be great or do something better with my life, but shit this is way easier so fuck it. I looked at the money on my coffee table. Another customer satisfied.
After my last client for the night, I decided to go out and sit at a bar. Beats sitting at home on a Saturday night. I slipped on a powder white babydoll blouse and threw on a royal blue high waist skirt. Grabbing the blazer to match, I stood in front of the mirror and studied myself. Looking professional as if I was coming from a long day at the office. Sitting down at my vanity, I worked on my hair and makeup. I'm getting drunk off some lucky man tonight. The clock read 10:30 pm. I get up and grab my clutch and keys to my new mustang. Hmmm.. which bar? Which bar? I asked myself as I rode through the town. I stopped when I saw Chelsea and her family coming out of Rizzolis restaurant. Pulling over, I got out and approached them. "Hey Chelsea can I have a word with you? I've started going to church to turn my life around and I really need help." I gave her a pleaded look. Her parents seemed shocked and even more so at my attire. Not dressed like a street walker tonight. "Which church?" Her dad asked me. "Mount Lily Baptist Church. Reverend Williams is a great man." I say smiling, earning the approval from her father. "Yes he is." Her mother said touching my shoulder. "We will wait for you in the car Chelsea." They said walking off and leaving us. "You're dressed nice. I can't believe you're going to church now!" Chelsea smiled and grabbed my hand. "Yeah yeah yeah cut the bullshit. Why'd you bonk out on me like that?" I asked looking around to make sure nobody was listening. "Tasha you know how I feel about you. But it's a sin, what you're doing is a sin too. And if I wanna make it into the kingdom of Heaven, father says that I can't even speak to you." She said with a sorrowful look in her eyes. "Screw your daddy. I bet he wants to fuck me just like the rest of the men in this town. You are grown Chelsea! Please act like you can think for yourself. I thought I could trust and confide in you. I thought you were the good place underneath the bad shit. But I guess I was wrong about you. You care about what others think, but what do you think about yourself? Are you gonna let your parents stand in your way of true happiness?!" "It's not all that Tasha dang! Look I've given my life back to the church and you can do the same. Have a nice life." She said walking past me and getting in the car with her parents. They waved and smiled at me as they drove off. And just like that? My heart broke.
