Chris POV
After I got through fucking them both I made sure I came hard inside Justine every round
I left going back to my office getting dress I lotion up and put on some white rip jeans, and a "No Flex Zone" yellow t-shirt with some yellow roshes
"Ahh!!" I stretch myself out feeling my back crack and it felt so good as I relax myself I sit down in my swivel chair as I contemplate
Do I really wanna tell Justine about this side of me?
All we've been doing is having ordinary sex and well up to the threesome with Jhené that just ended a few minutes ago
"Ahh!!" I groan smothering my face in the pillow
"Yo Breezy you up?" Trey voice asks through the door taking me out my thoughts
"I need advice." I say to myself stupidly thinking Trey will have a solution to my problem
"Yeah come in." I yell and he comes in closing the door behind him
I see him sporting a white fitted tank top, grey basketball shorts, and his white Adidas
"What's good you look like you constipated." Trey says laughing and I smack my teeth
"Man shut the fuck up nigga, but I need advice." I said honestly and he has shock written all over his face
"Don't make me kick yo ass out my house." I threaten and he throws his hands up in surrender
"What's wrong Breezy? Tell Trigga what's the matter." Trey says and I laugh shaking my head
"So... I like Justine, but she doesn't know everything about me and I'm kinda nervous to say anything." I said and Trey nods his head before looking at me a serious expression
"Usually if this was any other thot pocket I would just tell you to lie and say Tupac was your great cousin or something, but this is serious so I'll tell you straight up... If you really like her you wouldn't feel the need to keep a thing from her don't start it off with lies Chris." Trey says patting my back in a supportive way before getting back up and leaving closing my door behind him as I think on what he said
YOU ARE READING
Yes Mr. Brown
JugendliteraturAll it took was one look and now... I'm on my knees "Whats my name?" He asked "Mr. Brown"
