Never Say Never[COMPLETE]

Fifty-Four

A/N: my apologies. I was supposed to update this with that chapter, but I knocked out. Work was a Beach dude.😩😂

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I lathered up my towel and watched hypnotically as she washed her body. She was so perfect. I almost thought about asking her why she didn't have someone in her life, but changed my mind as she bent over in front of me to grab something.

I sighed and began washing myself, trying to ignore that she was rubbing her backside up against me. Of course that was hard to do when she could clearly see me get excited the more she did it.

"Did you get your keys?" I asked her, trying to get my mind off of sex. She turned to me and nodded. I nodded back and moved around her to get to the shower head so I could rinse off. Then stepped out of the shower to grab a dry towel.

The cold tile underneath my feet and the slight cool breeze from her opened bathroom door calmed me down at bit. I toweled off until my body was dry and went to grab my jeans and shirt.

The shower had turned off the moment I slipped on my boxer. I sighed exhaustedly. I did not feel like having sex again. I looked on her dresser for some lotion and sat down to moisturize my body Then put on the spare deodorant she had for me.

Moniece came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and dropped it the moment she noticed I was looking. Water droplets worked their way down her shoulders, back, and legs as she walked towards her dresser and grabbed scented lotion. I watched her caress her skin slowly and found myself looking away after a while. She knew how to seduce oxygen from an oxygen tank.

"We got to go. I don't want to miss her visiting hours." I said to her as I stood up and pulled on my jeans. She turned to me from the dresser with a pretty black lace Victoria's Secret set on that I must have ignored and stalked my way.

"I have men clothes I think you'd like." She said to me as she pulled me to her closet. I stood and watched her make multiple outfits. Never mind that they still had the price tags on them. She handed me a solid crew neck Tommy sweater with a pair of slacks. I got dressed and surprisingly they fit me well. I looked at myself in her body mirror and smiled as I posed.

"They look nice on you." She said to me as she came and wrapped her body around me. She was dressed in a expensive Tommy Turtleneck Crest black dress that hugged her curves and heels to match. she'd put her hair up in a ponytail when she got in the shower but now it was down in waves.

"Thanks, how do you know my size?" I asked her cautiously. She chuckled and moved to grab me a pair of dress shoes and socks.

"I might have looked at them before telling someone to run an errand for me before they brought my car back. Is that an issue?" She asked me as I sat down and pulled on the socks. I looked up at her shaking my head before slipping in the dress shoes.

"No, I appreciate it. I barely have clothes and it feels good to have something new on." I explained to her, which was true. Even though I hadn't outgrown my clothes, they were getting worn from wearing them too much. I tried to get in contact with my mom, but she still hated me so there was no way I could get those clothes.