Risky Business (August Alsina Story)

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Missy

"Do you wanna come in?" I asked while stepping out the passenger side door. "Sure, just for a moment though." Jared responded. He climbed out and he was way taller than I had expected, he had to be about 6'4". "I didn't think you were that tall." I laughed at his height. It wasn't bad on him though, it wasn't like he was spindly like August. He was masculine with his.

"I didn't think you were gonna be that short." he said letting out a deep laugh that rumbled in my ears. I walked off towards my door with my key in hand. I opened the door and hit the switch that would irradiate my living room. "This is nice. It's cozy, feels like home." his deep voice rumbled.

"Well, thank you. I did it all by myself." I said, spinning around to face him with a smile on my face. "Do you want something to drink?" I offered. "Just some water." he requested, which I fulfilled by bringing him a Dasani bottle. We both took a seat on the sofa beside one another.

"Soo, Missy?" Jared spoke up, breaking the silence. "Yes, Jared." I responded, "How old are you?" he inquired. "I'm 20 years old. You?" I asked, "Well, I'm 24." he said, flashing his radiating smile. "Ooh, you old." I said laughing, making him bust out into laughter himself. "You something else, yungin'."

Once he called me yungin', I could do nothing but straight face him. "C'mon now. Hop off my age. You'll die before me though." I told him, sipping from my water bottle while he laughed. "You got jokes, huh?" I nodded with a smile plastered on my face.

"You a cool chick though. I like that, you can make me laugh." he said. I found myself blushing at his words. "I know, I know." I said. "You little smug fucker." he said causing me to let out a loud laugh. I flipped my hair over my shoulder, "Well, you knooow." I said in my JJ voice. 

We talked for a while more than exchanged numbers and he left. Once I closed the door, the only thing my mind was stupid ass August. He pissed me off beyond words. Imagine a woman stalking your boyfriend and he has her working for him now to the point where they're always going to be around each other. He's always being so simple-minded.

August

I was currently in my house, waiting for ole' girl to come through. It was little bad chick I met a while back named Lisa. She was down to f*ck and that was it. That's what I liked about her, she knew what time it was when I called her.

She gave me her number a while back, but I never used it because of Missy. I tried to be nice with Missy, but today was the last straw. I don't know if she made it home, but at this point I don't care. I'm just emptying my mind of thoughts of her.

I don't care how many hoes I got to f*ck, I'ma make sure she's not on my mind. The doorbell snapped me out of my thoughts. I went to answer the door, knowing it was Lisa. "Hey." she spoke as soon as I opened the door. She had on a tight red dress with spaghetti straps and some black pumps. She was prepared to get fucked tonight.

"Damn." I said, thinking out loud causing her to giggle. "Are you gonna let me in?" she asked. "Oh yeah, my bad." I opened the door wide enough for her to step through and stepped to the side. Once she walked in, I couldn't help but to watch her ass as it swayed.

She took a seat on the love seat and patted the spot next to her. Once I sat down, she went straight for the wood. She grabbed my d*ck through my pants and began to stroke it. I looked at her and she looked back up at me with a smirk on her face.

I unzipped my pants, letting her take my d*ck out. She should've known what I wanted. She got down on her knees in front of me and starting putting that mouth to work. I threw my head back in satisfaction, but the unexpected happened. "Shit, Missy." I called out. I didn't realize I f*cked up until she stopped what she was doing.

"Why you stop?" I asked her. "Who the f*ck is Missy? I'm Lisa." I threw my head back once again, pissed at myself. "Look, my bad. I just got a lot goin' on right nah'." I told her. She nodded in understanding, pulling the straps to her dress back over her shoulders and standing up. "I'll just go." she said.

"A'ight." I stood up, fixing myself to walk her out. Once she was outside the door she spun around and told me, "If you ever need someone to talk to, you have my number. Okay?" she said and walked off leaving me with a wave. I nodded and shut the door.

I didn't know what else to do except to take my ass to bed. Missy hasn't called to tell me if she's okay. I'm worried, but I don't wanna be the one to call her first.

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