The Long Run

Chapter 9

*Sherwin's pov*

After Aniah bolted inside Crystal was yelling cuss words in my face all I could've done was looking down in shame.

After they went into their house I turned and looked at Sasha.

"Look Sasha I don't like you, never have and never will, so leave me the fuck alone."

"But sher-"

"No buts Sasha leave me alone.!"

And with that I went up to my house and slammed my door shut.

I needed a fucking drink.

So I called the boys and told them to meet up at the club.

I was putting up the stuff that I bought when I heard squeals and loud laughters.

So I looked out my window and saw Aniah and the girls pulling out bags from her car.

Marsha and Crystal bolted inside with the bags and Aniah was left to lock up her car.

Fuck she was even more beautiful than before.

That hourglass shape was everything.

And that fucking ass, "Damn I need a cold shower." I mumbled to my self.

As I was about to leave the window, she looked straight at me and a nigga just froze.

I looked at her apologizingly but she broke eye contact and headed inside.

Her ass looked so fucking good in those pants.

I felt my mini me tighten in my pants.

Fuck.

I took off my clothes and headed inside the shower.

My throbbing cock needed a release.

So I started to stroke it imagining Aniah's plump lips around my cock bobbing her head up and down.

Then I started to imagine being buried balls deep inside her fucking her senseless till she was a moaning mess underneath me.

I was getting close so I stroked harder, Aniah's face planted into my memory.

I reached my high busting on the shower floor.

Still not satisfied I just took a cold ass shower.

I got dressed and headed to my club.

My outfit

I pulled up to the back entrance off my club so no one sees me.

I headed straight to my office and waited for the guys.

They came five minutes after me looking sharp as ever.

Jackson's outfit

Aron's outfit

What can I say.......
We like to look sharp.

We headed down to the my VIP lounge reserved for me and the guys only.

We sat down and the waitress came up to us and gave us the usual.

Not long after our personal lap dancers came in wearing little to no clothing.

I was not feeling it anymore now that I know Aniah's in town.
Her pussy was the only pussy just wanted. No one else.

The guys on the other hand were enjoying it.

Jackson had Kim on his lap while his tongue devoured her mouth.

Aron was getting a lap dance by tracy.

Shania was trying to get my attention by touching my pants.
Very close to my cock.

I snapped my eyes to her and pushed her hands away.

I had enough and just sent all of them away.

Jackson was whining while Aron gave me a disapproving look.

I really didn't give a fuck.

Jackson began to talk."What crawled up your ass and died.?"

I sighed and leaned over the rail looking down at the people in the club.

"Aniah's back." I told them.

"She was running from Crystal and Marsha when she bumped into me."

"Hold, hold up, did you say Crystal and Marsha? " Aron asked.

"Yup"

"Fuck we haven't seen them since me and Jackson wanted to act cool and reject their feelings." Aron said.

"Yeah we felt like shit after but we never seen them again to apologize"  Jackson said.

I felt sorry for them you could see the guilt in their eyes.

Before we could hate ourselves more three figures caught our eyes heading to the bar.

Fuck I remember that ass.

Aron and Jackson went dead silent staring at the other two figures.