Short Stories and Romances

The Weekend

I pick up my phone to dial his number once more, it's the third time this week but I can't get enough. I text him the signaling three dots, letting him know that I want some attention immediately. We have a code, only him and I know of. I put my phone down in hopes that he will answer quickly and not keep me waiting. My eyes flicker to the clock on my bedside table, letting me know that is now 5:26PM in the afternoon. He should be off of work by now, saying hello to her  and making his way to me. I hop out of bed and quickly make my way to the restroom to start the shower. I like to be prepared when he arrives. Even though it is a Friday night, I decided to skip going out with my girls and instead, call him  over for a good time.

I quickly undress, stepping into the shower as the hot water runs all over my body. I tilt my head back, letting the steaming water run through my natural curls as I think about my situation. Although he is a taken man, I am not the one in the relationship. I hold no responsibility for his actions. They'll say that I'm the whore when in reality, I am the single woman here. I know this may seem wrong but I can't get enough of him, and he keeps coming back for more. I quickly wash my body, rinsing off and getting out, towel drying my hair as I step onto the drying mat. I walk into the bedroom, picking my phone up from the bed only to see a response from him . The three dots returned, meaning he'll be here in 15. I quickly begin to get ready, using my Love  lotion from Bath and Body Works to lather my body up. I finish and head over to my drawer, choosing his favorite color of lingerie to put on. I choose the dainty yellow ones that I know will go perfectly with my chocolate skin. I take a look into the mirror giving myself a reassuring look before finishing up. 

The doorbell rings, signaling that he is here. I jog down the stairs in my satin robe, strolling to door as I inhale deeply, preparing myself. I unlock the top and bottom locks, pulling the door open to presented a lightskin young man standing at my door. Immediately he walks in, hands snaking around my waist. I giggly slightly as he shuts the door behind him. Still in his work clothes, I smell the freshly sprayed cologne on his neck, making my inner thighs quiver. As he picks me up and carries me up the stairs, the shame of messing with a  taken man soon melts away into the evening. 

Hello guys xoxo, I just thought I should do some adulterous writing. What do you think? I thought this one was something pretty interesting. Leave me your comments and let me know what content you'd like to see. 

Sincerely, 

Renn