Sin and Amethyst 2: My baby daddy's homeboy

THREE

THREE

SINCERE

Due to the fact that my assistant Mary had to take a leave of absence, beginning next week, I now had to spend unnecessary time searching for an assistant to replace her for the time being.

My construction business had been doing better than ever but I couldn't keep up with my appointments on my own so I needed someone to fill Mary's shoes fast as fuck.

I put an ad on a few job sites and hoped like hell that I would find someone within the next twenty to thirty minutes because a nigga was hungry as shit and wanted to enjoy some lunch with his fiancé.

I swept my hand over my tired face before noticing that the black voice box sitting on top of my brown marbled desk was smudged with my fingerprints. I'd pressed just about every button on that muthafucka all day long and was ready to smash them in to the point where they wouldn't pop back up.

Sipping on my once hot coffee, I nearly jumped when Mary called my name through the intercom. It was her last day and she was just helping out as much as she could.

"Should I send in the next candidate?" She asked.

"No send them home." I stated trying to spark some humor but once the silence fell upon the both of us I realized that she probably didn't get the joke. "Yes. Send in the next candidate."

"Okay boss man, sure thing."

I hope this one doesn't have a bad attitude, weave that passes her booty, and a gold tooth like the last one. I thought to myself.

It was hard for me to listen to her because I kept staring at her ashy kneecaps and I couldn't get past her bad breath. She had excellent credentials but her appearance wasn't professional.

The door opened and in walked a very familiar face. She was dressed in a white blouse, a knee length black and white pencil skirt, with black stockings and a pair of pumps that really accentuated her legs. Her once long hair was now cut into a short cut, her makeup was flawless, and her lips looked so damn kissable.

I quickly stood up closing the space between us. "Amethyst?"

I hadn't seen her in forever.

AMETHYST

"You look amazing." Sincere stated as I tried to avoid eye contact with him.

My voice was caught in my throat and when I tried to speak the only thing that escaped my lips was a mere whisper.

"Thanks." I used my freshly manicured fingers to lightly comb over my hair making sure that none of my hair was sticking up. I readjusted my blouse and shifted all of my weight to one leg. "You don't look so bad yourself." He looked so damn good. My eyes traveled over his entire body and landed on his dick print. I momentarily reminisced on exactly what his dick used to do to me.

"I didn't know you moved back."

I nervously chuckled. "Yeah. It was a short notice kind of thing."

He stuffed his hands into his pocket. "Well uh...it's good to see you." I looked away from his gaze yet again.

I could feel his eyes burning a hole into my face and my body temperature rose a bit.