Every woman deserved to experience that kind of sex. I often wondered how a man of only twenty-six years could fuck like that. It was like he spent years studying G-spots, cunnilingus, and sex lingo. I couldn’t wait to go home… I meant to his place.
“Sounds about right.” Presley smirked, clearly catching on to what I was doing. She must’ve been getting the same sex I was. Good for her.
“So has Asif been affected by the Stazi Effect yet?” Analicia quizzed, making me roll my eyes playfully.
“What is that?” Scotland frowned.
“Every man she dates always becomes obsessed with her ass. Be so in love trying to get married and have children. Even back in high school. Remember Greg proposed when you were in eleventh grade?” my sister blabbed.
“That is not true,” I lied.
“Is too. Cedric is the craziest and took shit too far, but he wasn’t the only one,” she volleyed.
“Lies.” I smirked and shook my head as the ladies commented on it jokingly. “Asif is properly obsessed, butthistime, it’s mutual.” I lifted my brows, making the ladies ooh and ahh as I laughed.
“I should’ve known when you was talking all that shit about having to start over if you left Cedric that something wasn’t right. You’ve never had problems finding a man and making him go crazy,” Analicia continued on, the ladies clearly finding this information entertaining.
“She is exaggerating, y’all.” I chuckled.
“Okay, so what do you do exactly?” Bambi asked, pulling her phone out. “I got my notes app open, so I’m ready.”
We all fell out in laughter at her as she tried to explain how she was dead serious.
We continued our conversation, talking about all kinds of things and laughing hard as hell, like usual, especially when Yolani told us that she felt like her voice had improved from deep throating her husband on a regular now. As crazy as that sounded, it kind of made sense. Though I couldn’t see how her voice could get any better.
I always had a good time with the ladies, only now I could truly enjoy it without zoning out because I was scared to go home. I had peace to go home to, and that was something I couldnever fully thank Asif for. Sometimes you had to thank God for the simple things, like being able to have dinner with friends then go home to a good man, because a year ago, I didn’t have that.
The appetizers, food, drinks, and even dessert were so amazing. I was completely stuffed, cleaning my plate because even when I was full, I couldn’t leave a crumb due to how good the shit was.
We ordered another round of drinks because we were having too much fun talking and didn’t wanna leave, so while we waited on them, I excused myself to the bathroom.
Relieving my bladder, I came out of the luxurious stall to wash my hands and spotted Scotland touching up her lipstick.
“I didn’t even hear anybody come in.” I smiled as I began to wash my hands with the rose scented soap.
“Sorry, that was probably creepy.” She giggled. “I did follow you in here though.”
“Why?” I frowned, snatching up one of the thick, soft hand towels to dry my hands.
“I wanted to tell you face-to-face that you really do need to be proud like Yolani said. I was once in your shoes, and though I had started to form my own escape pre-Lequay, had I seen or heard about you back then, I might’ve acted on it sooner. True, I needed practice with the gun, but deep down, I was afraid, and I know a lot of women are.”
“Don’t wanna miss,” I said, and she nodded exaggeratedly to show that was her exact thought.
“’Cause if you miss, that nigga is gon’ kill you.” Taking my hands, she said, “So be proud and understand that you are a hero to a lot of women, even me. Despite the fact that I’m with a man who would never do that, I still admire you. And if he did, I would know what to do, okay?”
We laughed heartily before embracing.
“Thank you,” I said.
“No, thank you.”
We hugged again and then left out to return to the dining hall where the women were engrossed in conversation.
“I want a girl next, but who knows.” Yolani shrugged.
“No, uh uh. Hell no!” Scotland exclaimed, causing everyone to erupt into laughter because her ass was serious.
“I’ve been working!” Yolani giggled.