When Everything Changed
The next morning, Viv woke up, smelling a scent she hadn’t smelled in a long time. Mmmm, hash browns, scrambled eggs, sausage and pancakes. She knew those aromas from anywhere. She ran downstairs naked, forgetting she wasn't at home with Donnie, and when Jackie caught sight of her naked body the front of his towel formed a tent.
I can’t do this, he thought. This is my home girl. I can’t be thinking these thoughts… but she looks so fuckable standing there with those pretty nipples and that tight tummy going down to that trimmed…
“Sorry Jackie,” she said sharply, snapping him back to reality. “I’ll get my nightshirt.” She turned around and awkwardly walked out of the kitchen.
“Viv, wait. Don’t leave.” He dropped his towel. “See, now we’re both naked.”
She couldn’t help but look him over. Her eyes wandered over his tight pecs, down to his six pack, and… wait, was he hard?
He gestured for her to come back into the kitchen. Obviously, this was more awkward for him than it was for her. She sat down on a stool, completely naked, and he tried keeping his eyes on her face while they talked but failed horribly.
“Breakfast smells delicious,” she exclaimed, slightly breaking the tension between them.
“Yes I figured I’d make you a nice big breakfast. You had such a bad day yesterday and today’s a new beginning, so it just made sense.”
“Absolutely.”
He poured her a glass of freshly squeezed orange-pineapple juice. She suddenly remembered how he used to love cooking, thinking back to his short stint at the culinary academy. The “Pimpin’ Chef,” he called himself. She laughed at that. Who would ever have guessed he’d end up practicing law, not to mention being a partner in the largest law firm of their city? She drank up.
He walked over to her with her plates, then reached up into the cabinet to get the bottle of syrup. His stiff morning wood bobbed up and down, leaving her entranced by its movement. He then squatted down to get the confectioner’s sugar out of the cupboard below the sink. The tip of his dick brushed against the floor. She couldn’t help but to imagine how it would feel against her.
As she ate, she realized that he was eating pancakes topped with pineapples. Her mind wandered to a statement her girlfriend Chanel made a few weeks ago about feeding her boyfriend pineapples.
“They make his cum taste so good!”
“What the entire fuck?”
“His nut! Don’t you know anything? Pineapples make the jizz taste good as hell, girl!”
“Um, too much information, girlfriend.”
Chanel. She needed to call her. She ate the rest of her food and, afterwards, asked Jackie if she could use his phone.
“You don’t have to ask unless I’m using it Viv. Here.” He handed her the Droid and she dialed Chanel’s number.
When Chanel heard her friend‘s voice on the other end of the phone, she shrieked in her Alabama accent, “Girl I been tryna call you! Where the hell have you been? And ain’t nobody answerin’ Donnie’s cell phone, the house phone, your phone! Where are you Viv?”
“Chanel. Calm down. I’m at Jackie’s. Some shit went down between me and Donnie. I really needed to get away, so I’ll be over here for a while.”
Jackie moved up behind her. “Hi Chanel,” he said loudly into the phone, while he wrapped his arm around Viv’s waist, catching her off guard, tickling her stomach and making her giggle. He knew that was her ticklish spot, and he always took full advantage of that knowledge.
“Anyway, Chanel, I’m fine,” she said between giggles. “I wanted to let you know first before you heard it from somebody else.”
“Okay girl. And tell that fine ass friend of yours Chanel sends kisses!” Chanel calmed down, going back to her funny and flirtatious self.
“Love you mama. Give BreeBree a hug for me!”
“Oh girl she tawkin’ now! Let me put her on the phone!” Chanel hollered for her daughter while Jackie pulled Viv against him, still tickling, but making her feel his stiff dick against her bare bottom.
She began to feel a throbbing in her vagina. She couldn’t move, and he stopped tickling for a moment, allowing his dick to find its way between her butt cheeks. Her nipples hardened, her breath became labored, her pussy moistened as he held her waist and slid the head of his cock between her thighs. She thought to herself, ‘His dick is so hard, so big, I know I’m asking for trouble.’
She finally gathered a little strength and pulled away, running with the phone while he playfully chased her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~MORE COMING DECEMBER 25~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
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