The life of Seven has expanded tremendously. She is a married woman with three kids. Her children are her world. And they have their own lives too as she did when she was their age. Will they stumble into the same pitfalls like she did? Or rise abov...
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"See you tomorrow." I say waving at Jamal as he leaves the office for the day. He says nothing to me once again and I am sick of the shit. I grab my purse and rush out behind him. I get in my car and follow him closely but not too close. He drives to the gym and I park outside to watch him. Every Thursday he comes here and plays basketball with his friends. I watch from my car.
Watching him sweat and play turns me on. Every time I see him I want to drop my panties. I slump in my seat and put my fingers in my pants. I finger myself fast and deep while I watch him play. His chest heaving up and down and the sweat dripping down his abs. That dick swinging around in those gym shorts.
I close my eyes and remember when I had that dick inside me and I climax. I sit up and continue to reminisce about it.
Two weeks ago in his office. We were working late on some budget for a new art museum he was building. We got to talking and he slipped up and told me how Little Ms.Perfect hadn't given him any in months. That's when I decided to take a risk and I kissed him. Then I pulled off my panties and he was practically begging for some.
He fucked the life out of me hard, raw and fast. Every since then I had been hooked on his every move. I'm just waiting on my chance to fuck him again and I'm gonna make him mine. Then Little Ms.Perfect won't be so perfect anymore. When I look up Jamal was gone off the court. I looked around panicked and jumped when I saw him standing by my car window. He looked pissed and I was honestly scared. He pointed down and I let my window down.
"The fuck are you doing here?!" He yelled and I said nothing just stared up at his handsome face.
"Huh?! Answer me!" He said and I opened my mouth but no words came out. He looked around and then sighed leaning into the car. He was so close I could feel his breath on my face.
"Take your ass home! If you see me somewhere you go the other fucking way. I ain't gonna ruin my family or my reputation for you. Just do your job and we'll be straight." He said and I nodded. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a hundred dollar bill and threw it in the window. He walked away and to his car.
I rolled up the window and stared at the money. Why do men always do me like this? Why the fuck do I always fall for people who don't really want me. My fucking husband was abusive and acted like that. But unlike that time I'm gonna stand up for myself. He ain't gonna get away with talking to me like this. I started my car and headed home to start planning.
Francesca POV
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