The Business Woman

In the Morning

I decided to go to church with my Auntie this morning. I managed to get Jack to attend, as well. I hadn't been in a long time and felt that I needed to feel the spirit. My aunt and uncle were surprised to see us together.

After church, we made our way over to my aunt's house to have Sunday dinner. Kody played with one of the church member's children while the grown folks hung out in the living room and kitchen.

"So, you two were together this whole time?" My Auntie pried.

"No, auntie, we aren't even together now, just taking things slow."

"Well, how did this even become a thing?" My uncle chimed in while sipping on a Coca Cola.

"She's one of my students at the university, and she just caught my eye. " Jack answered.

He looked so damn good in his navy blue button-down and khaki pants. He knew how to dress to impress.

"So, you knew her this whole time?" My grandma added, pulling her glasses to her nose.

Jack chuckled. "Yes, I knew her the whole time."

"Well, won't be no hanky panky going on; if there ain't no wedding ring on that finger, you hear me?" She said while glaring at the both of us.

"Of course, Mrs. Mae." Jack said with respect.

The doorbell rang, interrupting the conversation we were having. My aunt opened the door, and to my surprise, it was Kyle in his Sunday clothes.

"Hey, baby." My aunt greeted him, then threw her arms around him.

"Kyle did an outstanding job ushering at church today, so I invited him to dinner." She broadcasted.

I must've missed him at church because I had no idea he was even there. Now I felt uncomfortable having both men here when I only really wanted one.

"Hey, Maliyah. You look gorgeous, as always." He complimented me while giving me a quick hug leaving Jack glaring.

"Nice to see you again," Jack said, reaching out his hand.

Kyle hesitated before shaking his hand, and when he did, I could see Jack tighten his grip. The handshake was more than firm. It was harsh and angry.

"Okay, y'all, it's time to eat!" My Auntie announced.

Everyone made their way to the table. Jack sat next to me while Kyle sat across from me. Pastor David blessed the food, and soon, plates of corn on the cob and bowls of collard greens were being passed around the table. I was stuffing my face with a piece of the roast when I felt Jack's hand slide up my dress and grip my thigh, causing me to jump.

"You okay, baby?" Pastor Davis asked from across the table.

"Yeah, I'm okay just got a chill."

"I can turn the heat up some more if you cold baby." My aunt suggested.

"No, no, it's okay. I said before clearing my throat. "It's all good."

I managed to give Jack a pleading look to stop, but he just kept sliding his hand further and further up my dress until I felt his fingers brush up against my clit.

I cleared my throat.

"Are you sure you're okay, baby? You need some water?" My grandma suggested.

"I'm okay, granny."

It was already 4:00, and I was ready to head home. Kody didn't want to leave his new friend, so my aunt suggested he stay while longer, and she'd bring him home around 7:00.

Instead of taking two cars, we drove Jack's car. He kept his car looking clean and smelling clean, unlike my car. My car was decent but was I had everything from eyeliner to full outfits displayed in the backseat.

"Why'd you embarrass me in there like that." I confronted Jack while buckling my seat belt.

"Like what? I didn't make you do anything, how you reacted was your decision."

"You are an ass, huh?" I said, rolling my eyes.

He kept switching his gaze from the road to me.

"Did you just roll your fucking eyes at me, detka?" His voice went dark.

"Did you just fucking curse at me?" I snapped back.

"Someone needs to remember their place."

"No, someone needs to stop their shit. I'm not just some play toy where you can tease and fuck whenever you feel like it!" I yelled. I don't know why you think that I won't show out."

He chuckled while making a stop at the red light.

"Tytakoy seksual'nyy, kogda ty zlish'sya."

"Fuck You, say that in Russian." I scoffed. "I can't fucking stand you."

"That's fine. You won't have to stand, I'll have you bent over across my lap." He smirked.

"Why is everything about sex with you?"

"It's not, it's about respect,detka and you never object when I'm disciplining you."

He had a point. I never told him no.

The car fell silent all the way home. I didn't say a word to him as I unlocked my door and went into the bathroom to take a shower. As suspected, he followed. We had three hours before my aunt would be bringing Kody here.

I pulled my hair into a slouchy bun before throwing my heels into the corner.

"Let me get that for you," Jack suggested before his hands were unzipping my dress. When he finished, it began falling off my shoulders. He helped me out of the dress in return, leaving me in a matching bra and panty set.

"Thanks."

To my surprise, Jack didn't stick around and try to get in the shower with me; instead, he left me alone in the bathroom. I heard the front door close soon after and turned on the shower.

I took a long hot shower allowing my thoughts to run free. I thought I had things all figured out. I was going to be on the streets for a little while, get my degree, and start a real career. I didn't plan on falling for my professor. He was everything a woman could think of having as their partner. He was smart, witty, kind, and let's not forget about how amazing he was in bed. He was real daddyish too, but I couldn't escape the thought of him murdering people and selling drugs. I couldn't see him having a dark side. What was that even like? I shook the idea out of my head and instead finished washing up.

My aunt brought Kody home at precisely seven. I made sure he got in the shower before getting him in bed. I always loved kids, even though nowadays, they were terrible. It was a shame my grandma didn't play some of the skit kids do nowadays.

I set the alarm for 6 am to get Kody ready for school.

I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I'm just a straight forward man who knows what he wants. I'm 26 years old, and I don't like to waste time. Please tell me if you're even interested in me at all. I don't mean to sound like I'm begging, but I've got to know. I can't wait forever.
- Jack