I walked over to the water fountain for a drink. Damn, it's only the first day and they are already working us like dogs. I guess that is the cost of wanting to work for the Philadelphia Police Department. I couldn't even get enough to drink before they called us back over to start our daily classes. I knew for a fact that this was going to be a long 27 weeks.
After my first day of training my best friend, Qrescent came to get me and he took me out to get drinks to celebrate me surviving. Of course, he was late picking me up, but when he pulled up in his 2019 olive green jeep wrangler, I couldn't help but smile. I threw my bookbag and got in the passenger seat, we exchanged hugs.
"Well, how was it? Tell me everything. Did you have to run 25 miles? Did they make you drop and give them fifty?" He asked and we both began to laugh.
"Chill out Sin" I exclaimed. "This is not basic training for the Navy and no they did not make me drop and give them fifty because this is not 2008 with mike jones," I said with a ridiculous smile on my face. Qrescent laughed and turned on 103.9 while driving us to Warm Daddy's, one of my favorite spots to sit and eat while listening to live music.
Once we got into the restaurant the lights were dim and you could tell the band was getting ready for a new performer. we were seated immediately, but not front and center like I wanted. I looked at the menu having no idea that Qrescent was looking at me.
"You better not still be doing that dumb ass diet. We came here to celebrate, not wallow over some sad ass salads and lemon water."
I slowly put my menu down and looked at him, my best friend who was way too overprotective. He was so beautiful with his grey eyes, black braids that were always put in a cute man bun, lean muscular body and perfect caramel skin that was, of course, unblemished and his cute little goatee. "I promise I will get real food this time," I said and looked back down at my menu. "Especially if you're paying," I said with a devilish grin on my face.
As I ordered the skillet mac & cheese with the down south jerk wings and an apple martini, they called up the next singer, her name was "CJ". After I placed my order, I looked upon the stage as this goddess walked on. The entire room went silent and you could tell that all eyes were on her. She was like a modern-day Erykah Badu. The hair, the clothes, the makeup, her entire get up. This woman was the thing of movies. My mouth began to salivate at the thought of having my lips on hers. That beautiful long black curly hair with lavender highlights was out in its natural state which fell over her shoulders and down her back. She was shaped like the perfect hourglass and boy was my timer ticking, I wanted her. It was almost as if she had me under some type of spell. Her skin was pale but gently kissed by the sun and if you look close enough you could see her freckles and cute dimpled chin. She had on a perfectly fitted dashiki dress that stopped at the middle of her thigh, some red heels that made her smooth legs look phenomenal and for the icing, she had this beautiful gold headpiece on that not only accented her makeup but also the strong features on her face. God, my body was craving her. I didn't even realize I was biting my lip until Sin pulled me from my gawking by asking how my day was.
As I began to explain how I have a strong love-hate relationship with my new career choice CJ started to sing one of my favorite songs by India Arie, Brownskin. She pulled my attention away from Sin once more because of the sound of her voice. It was so angelic, it filled the entire room. CJ sang as if she knew all the right buttons to push inside of me. Her voice was magnetic, I couldn't pull myself away from what I was feeling. I had to close my eyes and my legs just to contain myself.
When the waiter finally brought our food over I smiled big because I could hear the macaroni sizzling, my stomach grumbled and I knew it was time to go in, and that is exactly what I did. When I took the first bite into that down south jerk chicken; "Oh my God.." was all that I could say, they were so tender and juicy. The mac and cheese had the perfect amount of cheese, it was so good I could cry. Good food and a beautiful woman singing in the background, This was the perfect way to end my evening.
After an amazing night, Sin and I finally got home and I went to take a nice hot shower. As I began to lather my loofah and wash, I could not think of anything or anyone but CJ. That beautiful body, those perfectly sculpted lips, that smooth caramel skin. "Mmmm.." I took down the removable shower head and began to rinse the soap off then I let the steaming hot water flow down my body. It felt amazing. I turned the dial so that all of the water would shoot out of one hole, then I moved it down to my sweet spot. "Oh my..." I moaned out as I leaned against the wall and gripped one of my breasts then I pinched my nipple and closed my eyes " yes..." I imagined it was CJ sucking and biting me in all the right places. As the water splashed on my clit my moans grew louder and louder. The stream of water was so strong I could barely contain myself. I wanted this woman, and I wanted her bad. I began to move my hips as if I was riding her face, I let out soundly groans as the water moved back and forth on my clit "Fuck yes.." I moaned out. I let go of my nipple and turned the water pressure up higher. "Fuck!" I began to cum so hard I could barely stand. I held onto the bar in the tub as I continued to explode uncontrollably.
Breathing heavily, I finally came down from my orgasmic high and stood in the shower with the water just running. "Fuck, that was amazing.." I said to myself. I wondered if a shower and imagination could do that, what would the real thing be like? With that thought I turned the shower off and hung it back up, I stepped out and put on my homemade shea butter and coconut oil face mask, grabbed my green silk robe and wrapped it around my damp body, then I made sure to oil my freshly retwisted locs and throw on my silk durag and brush my teeth before I left the bathroom.
Once I got to my room, I grabbed my cocoa butter, sat on the edge of the bed and removed my robe. After taking a deep breath I began to use the cocoa butter to moisturize my body. When I finished I smiled and turned my light out before turning in for the night. Today was definitely a good day I thought as I dozed off into sleeping bliss.
The next morning I almost threw my phone at the wall when the alarm went off at 5 am. I hit the snooze button so that I could get at least ten more minutes of shut-eye.
25 minutes later I finally rolled out of bed and started to make it up as I thought about what I would make myself for breakfast. "Maybe I'll make some egg whites with avocado on wheat toast," I said to myself as I fluffed my pillows and laid them on the bed. "Ooh.. yeah, and I'll cut up some fruit too." Finally, I was finished so I went to the bathroom and handled my business. Once I was done, I washed my hands and started to wash my face so I can look at least a little presentable.
After I brushed my teeth and put my locs in a ponytail, I went to get dressed in my new Victoria Secret sports bra and high waisted tights that match and my Nike air maxes. I then threw on my fanny pack and went downstairs to grab a granola bar and a bottle of water to get ready for my run. While sitting down and opening my granola bar I thought about what I did last night, wondering if I could find out the next time CJ was performing. Not just so that I could fantasize about her, I actually like listening to her sing. Feeling like I am trying to convince myself of this theory I finished my granola bar and put my headphones in. After turning on Brownskin I was out the door.
