Devin paced the living room, taking in the space.
The Asian wall décor:
The oriental rugs he paid for.
The entertainment center that, was a full wall length. It was a deep cherry wood featuring; elaborate scrolls embedded into the wood.
He fucking hated it.
Fucking hated it all.
He never liked big clunky pieces of furniture.
He never understood all the Asian pictures with Asian words.
"Bitch don’t speak no Asian,” he mumbled out loud.
“Bitch can’t read Asian either!”
He sat down onto the Italian leather sofa and exhaled as his body melted into it. This was the one item of furniture that he liked.
He hated the color though Burnt Sienna.
He sat and stared at his hands.
Something had to give.
He knew that he was a good man.
Devin was out of fuel.
"My fucking tank is on E,” he softly said.
He got up and jogged upstairs.
Finding his cell on the dresser, he dialed Marko.
"My man it’s time for me to make some moves." He yelled into the receiver.
Shocked Marko told him to hold on.
After making sure the phone was muted properly he, pushed back his massive chair and peeked under his desk.
Stephanie was going to work on his Johnson. He watched for a minute as her cheeks suctioned in and out.
Talk about job benefits!
Not only was she a Barbie doll look alike she, sucked a mean dick to boot.
Hating to end his afternoon “lunch break”, he gently pried her face back off his wood.
"Aye ma some shit came up, I got to jet."
Stephanie got up off her knees and smoothed down her skirt.
Damn she was sexy.
"Why Marko?"
"Was I not doing it right?"
Laughing inwardly at her insecurities he said, of course you were.
"It’s just that my boi needs me right now."
Licking her lips Stephanie told him how much she needed him.
Marko knew he was in a tight spot.
Not only was she his coworker, technically she was his boss.
Her father owned the firm and she was in fact a partner.
Along with Thomas.
"Fuck Thomas,” he scowled.
Thomas was her on again off again boyfriend.
Standing up he gripped her narrow waist and bent her over.
"You need some of this dick don’t you baby?"
"Mmm” She said in her baby voice.
He slid his peanut butter colored dick into her wetness.
While pumping slowly he picked up his phone and UN muted Devin
"Be there soon,” he grunted.
"Well damn fool, you had me on hold forever."
Devin sighed in frustration.
"How soon, is soon man?"
It was then that he heard the unmistakable sound of "skin smacking against skin".
“Muthafucka!”
“I guess, I know what you’re getting into.”
He quietly disconnected.
Copyright © 2013
-Eve-
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Running Her Mouth
General FictionMeet Kandii and her Husband Devin. They are one of the most dysfunctional couples you will ever meet. Kandii has more then a few insecurities and her Husband doesn't seem to notice or care. Will she shed her extra pounds and be the woman she wants t...
