“Baby let me explain” I said getting up. “Explain what, that I leave to check on my sick mother and you’re out fucking some man in our bed” Ashley yelled. Ashley was my on and off again girlfriend. She was super skinny and dark skinned. She wasn’t really cute but she wasn’t ugly either. She had a nice slim shape but you couldn’t tell with the big baggy clothes she wore. If I never seen her naked I would have thought that she was a man. And if anyone asked she would say she was. However, she had such a girly voice and would try her hardest to put bass in it to seem more macho. But it never worked and when asked if she was gay she would reply no I love women. I knew I was in deep shit when she walked in on me having the time of my life. Not only was I cheating on her but the ultimate slap in the face was that it was with a man. She never liked the fact that I was bi-sexual but I always told her that I had no interests of being with a man. That wasn’t a lie I didn’t have any interest in being with a man but sex was sex. Don’t get me wrong sex with Ashley is great and can last longer but it’s not the same feeling as having a real man inside of you.
“Baby what’s going on” he said sitting up still at attention. Damn this did not help my case when John called me baby. He was not my boyfriend at all he was just a coworker. It was weird how we hooked up. It was at a birthday party for one of the people who worked at the office with us. Everyone was drinking and I had to go to the bathroom and I had to go bad. The women’s bathroom was packed so I went to the males. I was coming out of the stall when I seen him washing his hands. I went to wash my hands when he said to me couldn’t hold it. We laughed, next thing I know my skirt was hiked up while my legs were wrapped around his waist and we were having drunk bathroom sex. From that night on we would meet up and have sex at least twice or three times a month and when I couldn’t get it from Ashley. We never dated, went out for lunch gave each other cards etc it was strictly sex. But I messed up when I brought him home. This was the second time he been and that’s only because he spent the night yesterday night. “Baby, did that nigga just call you baby” Ashley said stepping closer. Josh is tall, white cute and average size. He had brown hair and blue eyes and if I was looking to be with a male at any given time his eyes would be his way to my heart. For people who say white boys don’t hang low never meet him. Not only was he packing but he knew how to work with it. “I know you hear me. Your caught already no need to try and hide now it’s nowhere to go” she said with an attitude. “Ashley, baby let me explain” I said covering myself with a sheet and walking towards her. “No need to fight you can join in too” Josh said. Ashley and I but snapped our attention at him. I couldn’t believe he just said that. That was bold as hell if it was on the other foot I would have beat his ass for talking like he was King. He laid back with his hands behind his head with the cover off exposing his self. He was still hard and it seemed as if he got off by what was going on. “Excuse you” she said with clutched fist. “If you remove the clothes you’re just as much as a woman and I can help you let go off all your frustration. The more the merrier, think about it we both like women so why not have some fun” he said with a cocky smile on his face. “I know he did not suggest that we have a threesome” she said raising her voice and left out the room.
I followed her into the kitchen and she grabbed a knife. Not just a small knife but a big sharp knife. “Ashley No” I yelled. “The kitchen is an okay place for me” John said walking in not noticing the knife Ashley had. “Shut up John” I said.