Trey Songz, Chris Brown and August Alsina Imaginations

Miss Y/L/N x Trey Songz

Y/L/N means your last name and Bow Wow is co-starring as Shad. This imagine is based off a scene in a 1995 classic film, Friday.

Imagine you are a fit, 45 year-old woman that young boys gawk at and drool over, anytime the windows inside your home are open or you're checking the mail in a two piece bikini. And today's no different-- the weather's a little hot outside but there's a nice breeze also. Your tone body's clad in a lacy red Victoria Secrets' bra, tight denim booty shorts and a pair of cheetah print pumps on your feet. "Hey Miss Y/L/N!" Two boys speak in unison as they slowly approach the sidewalk close to your property. They watch you hose down your flowers and the grass in your front yard. You turn around and meet eyes with your neighbors' handsome 20-something year-old sons, Shad and Tremaine. You smile, raise a hand in the air and wave. "Hey boys! How y'all doing?" You greet casually. "Uh, we good." Shad answers first. His much taller friend, Trey nods his head and stares at you the whole time, tossing up a basketball in the air. You smile a little harder then go back to watering your flowers. The boys start to converse back and forth about your age and your racy wardrobe. Their eyes watch you move your hips to the song playing on your boombox radio on the porch. "But on the real, Miss Y/L/N need to lemme hit and quit playing. She be giving me this look every time I see her like she want me to put dick back in her life." said Trey making Shad shake his head and laugh. "Nigga, Miss Y/L/N prolly don't even be thinkin' about yo' skinny ass." You hear the boys mention your name and you drop the water hose and slightly turn around, smiling still. "What you say boys?" Trey grins, "...I said when you gon' let me fuuuuck, Miss Y/L/N?" And you still can't hear what he said due to the distance so you force your eyebrows together and ask him to repeat his words. You stare directly at the shirtless twenty-two year-olds. Shad reaches out his hand and hits a cackling Tremaine in his ribcage for him to shut up. But this only encourages Trey to repeat what he said earlier. He clears his throat, "I said when you gon' let me-" And again, Shad steps in, quickly covers up his friend's mouth and utters a lie. "He said he'll be over to fix- uh, mow yo' grass and clean yo' basement!" Sometimes they come to your home to do house work and yard work and you pay them for it. "Okay thanks sweetie, see you then." You spin, bend forward to examine the vegetables and fruits. "Yeah I'll mow her grass alright. Man Miss Y/L/N just don't know, I will knock the dust off that pussy!" Trey exclaims and Shad snickers and clenches the basketball tighter in his hands. "Man you crazy for real." "Nah, Miss Y/L/N know what she be doin' in them lil' ass clothes. See- look at her." Tremaine points. They focus on the way your booty jiggles when you walk and they both say damn, turning the corner and advancing to a third friend's house to recruit for a basketball game. "But don't she got a husband or some shit?" He shrugs his shoulders, "Man Shad, I don't give a fuck. I'll fuck the shit outta her while her nigga's at home and dare the nigga to say sum'n." Trey retorts making Shad explode into laughter again as they walk up to the house to ring the doorbell.