The Stripper Chronicles 2: Indiscretions (Excerpt )

Chapter 2

The week was like a whirlwind. I found myself out of my apartment and into Jason's house. I was at every boutique trying to find the perfect dress. And trying to maintain a company. We had sold two houses and a business. So business was good. Between Misha and Janice I went to every boutique in town and out of town. I stood in the mirror at this little boutique that Janice picked out.
The dress I had on was a dream. It fitted my figure well with it's lace bodice.
"This is it." I exclaimed. It was off white.  Janice exclaimed why it was all the way white.
"I am not traditionally a pure virgin, Janice." I replied. " Yeah, she been knocking boots since I met her." Misha.  Misha and I have been friends ever since College. "You was not virginal then and you not now..."she continued.
Ok, I was a freak in my days but before I met Jason I was celibate. I prayed to God for a husband. I had to suffer a lot of cold showers and exercise not to think about sex.
After our engagement, I did broke Jason off. But Jason, well I keep telling myself that it's not important.
Maybe when we get married and I can teach him how to love me.
"How is the Bachelorette Party coming along?"I asked, changing the subject. I didn't need Misha telling all my past.
"Erica said Anaisha is down. But y'all know you gonna have to buy something or host a party." informed Misha.
"And y'all save y'all money cause the stripper mens agreed to come." Janice also informed.
"It's three. Their names are Destiny, Python, and Relic. I told you my girl was coming through."
"And since you have a nice place...can we have it at your place?" asked Misha.
I agreed. "So when is it?" I asked.
"How about next Friday?" Misha asked.
I had to check my schedule.
After finding my dress and a hot red teddy,I got a text from Jason. I called him.
"Hey, Babes...I am going to be at work late so don't wait up. Got a lot of paperwork." He replied. I smiled and said, " I got a surprise for you." I played with the red silk material. He laughed lightly. "I can't wait.." he said.
I was done for the day, so I stopped at a gas station. I wanted to gas up my car for next week"s business.
I decided on paying cash so I went into the store. I also had a craving for some ice cream. My phone ring. On answering it I bumped into this tall stranger. Looking up to say excuse me I stared into a pair of blue eyes. I was mesmerized because I never saw a dark chocolate man with blue eyes.
"I am sorry..." I stammered. I found myself meld against his hard body.
He smiled. Are those fangs? He step away from me. I went over to the ice cream section where the cashier asked me what flavor.
"Chocolate..." I said as I took a peek at the intriguing stranger in leather getup get on this shiny motorcycle and with a swipe of his shoulder length dreads, he put this shiny black helmet on. He was beautiful.
He cranked his bike and pulled off on to the highway.
At home, I finished up my work on my laptop and made a few calls.
Misha called me about next Friday. I was ready for it. But I am ready to be married? I ponder this. Is Jason the man for me or I am giving up hope?
I looked around. This is a nice house. We got a BMW and a Mercedes in the garage.
We both make six figures. He isn't Denzel Washington but he is so....dull.
There's no passion in the bedroom. He working with a little something but there's no magic. He's not even a good kisser.
He's funny in a PG type of way. Maybe I should be thankful cause most women don't have it like that. In a few years I will be fifty and still not a baby. He is husband material.
But my mind wonder to that sexy tall dark stranger I bumped into the gas station today.
He was a god. He had fangs. He was so otherworldly. And thought of him really turned me on. At 7pm, I decided to just make a sandwich and have a glass of wine. I end up drinking a half bottle. I turned on the stereo. I wanted to dance. Jason had some old school CDs. I put on Mariah Carey. Mariah when we both were young. Dream lover poured out of the speakers. I danced around singing, " Dream lover come rescue me....take me up....take me down....." His image came to my mind.
I felt so good as Mariah sang 'Emotions'. I drank another sip and went through his case of CDs. As I was going through them a picture of a young woman fell out. She had blonde hair cut like the Salt and Pepper bobbed style. She was wearing cut jeans and a FUBU shirt. She wasn't ugly or pretty but she had this crazy overbite. On the back of the photo was 'Yo Girl Keyke '92' She had pretty brown skin.
I decided to put on the H town CD.
My cell rang. " Girl, what you listening too?" asked Janice as 'Knocking The Boots played.
Finger snapping and singing along, she then asked, "Where's Jason?" I told her at work.
"Well, you ready for Friday?"
"Yes, I am so ready." I replied.
"Gurl...this your last time being single, make the best of it. Those strippers, a little birdie told me are fine. We not going to tell..." said Janice. "Live a little.."
I laughed, "No...I ain't trying to have sex with a stranger...I am good and Jason is enough for me." I stated.
"Hmmmm....really? Janice questioned.

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