𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯
"girl damn," Dorinda said as we were in Victoria's Secret and I kept getting thongs. "What drew ripped up my other ones," I said, looking at the sets. We had to be discreet because, I mean, we're gospel royalty, and people are nosy as hell. I grabbed a red set and exclaimed, "Ouuuu, that's definitely you!" Dorinda and I said at the same time.
We giggled, trying not to attract too much attention. As we made our way to the robes, a few curious onlookers shot us glances, but we skillfully diverted their attention by discussing the latest church event. Being gospel singers, we had to maintain our image, even when shopping for lingerie.
We grabbed some more lingerie before we went to the register, excited about our purchases. As we approached the counter, a lady working there seemed to recognize us instantly.
"OMG, you're Karen Clark Sheard and Dorinda Clark Cole!" she exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise.
Dorinda let out a frustrated sigh, clearly not pleased with being recognized. "Damn," she mumbled under her breath, perhaps hoping for a more low-key shopping experience.
Smiling, I nodded at the lady. "Yup, that's us," I confirmed, feeling a mix of pride and amusement at being recognized.
Reaching into my purse, I retrieved my card to pay for my items, while Dorinda did the same, pulling out her own card to pay for hers. The lady at the register, still slightly in awe, quickly scanned our purchases and completed the transaction.
As we gathered our bags and prepared to leave, I couldn't help but appreciate the unexpected encounter. Being recognized in public could be a bit overwhelming at times, but it also reminded us of the impact we had on our fans. Plus, it made our shopping trip a little more eventful than we had anticipated.
With smiles on our faces, we left the store. "Where should we go next?" Dorinda asked. "Dior," I asked, and we went to Dior in the mall. We went in, and I just knew I'd end up spending more than 10k. I was looking at some shoes and said,
"Excuse me, can I get these in a size 8? I want to try them on," I asked, politely approaching the lady behind the counter. She glanced at me from head to toe before responding, "Um, are you gonna buy them?" Her tone was laced with skepticism.
"That's why I want to try them on, to see if I like them," I replied, trying to maintain my composure. The lady seemed unimpressed as she turned and walked away, leaving me and Dorinda, slightly taken aback.
"Rude bitch," Dorinda muttered under her breath, sharing my frustration. We exchanged a knowing glance, shaking our heads in disbelief. Determined to not let this encounter ruin our shopping experience, I decided to browse through the store and find something else that caught my eye.
As I made my way towards the dresses section, my eyes fell upon a beautiful dress hanging on the rack. Intrigued, I stepped closer and noticed it was available in various sizes. Without wasting a moment, I swiftly grabbed the dress in my size, hoping that it would fit perfectly.
With the dress in hand, I looked around and found an adorable bracelet, and I grabbed four. The lady walked over and said, "I don't think you're gonna be able to afford all that, so just put it back." That just pissed me off, and I decided to be petty. I picked up all the stuff I liked and took it to the register "There's no way you can afford all this," the lady said, her voice dripping with disbelief.
"Bitch, ring the shit up," Dorinda retorted, her tone laced with authority. The lady reluctantly began scanning the items, totaling up to a staggering 23k.
Without hesitation, I reached for Drew's card, swiping it confidently through the machine. To my relief, the transaction went through smoothly. The lady's eyes widened as she processed the realization that we had the means to back up our extravagant purchases.
"Bitch, don't you ever try to misjudge me again," I sneered, my voice filled with a mix of anger and satisfaction. "Or I will literally end your career and life."
I gathered my bags, the weight of my newfound power tangible in the air. The lady trembled, her face pale with fear, as she watched me assert my dominance. With a final icy glare, I turned on my heel and walked away, leaving her trembling in my wake.
dorinda snatched the bags out of my hand, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Bitch," I said, playfully rolling my eyes at her. "Girl, you know the doctors said you can't hold heavy shit."
"But I'm fine, I'm getting better though," I retorted, trying to defend myself as we walked out of the mall. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow on our surroundings. Despite the lingering pain, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement as we embarked on our shopping spree.
"Yeah, but we don't wanna risk it," Dorinda replied, her voice filled with concern. She always had a knack for looking out for me, even when I insisted that I was perfectly capable of taking care of myself. We made our way towards the car, our laughter echoing through the empty parking lot.
As we settled into the plush seats of the car, our driver greeted us with a warm smile. He knew our routine by now, patiently waiting for us as we indulged in our shopping adventures. With a nod, he started the engine and began our journey back home.
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I walk into Drew's room to see him staring at me. "I...Damn, why you looking like you finna kill me?" I asked, closing the door. "I got a text message from one of my friends about you acting a fool, threatening people," Drew said. "She started it, and it wasn't me. It was the baby," I said, sitting down and lifting my legs into Drew's lap so he could take my shoes off.
Drew's touch sent shivers down my spine as he slowly undressed me, his lips trailing kisses from my breasts down to my belly. The anticipation was building up, and I could feel the desire intensifying within me. With a gentle motion, he unclasped my bra, allowing it to fall to the floor.
"Take it all off and get in position," Drew whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of command and desire. I watched as he stood up, shedding his own clothes with an enticing urgency. The sight of his naked body ignited a fire deep within me, and I couldn't help but eagerly comply with his request.
Removing the rest of my attire, I laid myself on the bed, my anticipation growing with every passing second. Drew climbed on top of me, his eyes filled with a raw passion that mirrored my own. His hands roamed my body, leaving a trail of fiery sensations in their wake.
With a shared hunger, our bodies collided in a passionate embrace. The room was filled with the symphony of our moans and sighs, as we lost ourselves in the depths of our desires. Time seemed to stand still as we explored the depths of pleasure together, each touch fueling the flames of our passion.
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I moan as Drew pounces on me, my body tingling with pleasure. My eyes roll back in ecstasy, feeling myself reaching the peak of pleasure. Just as I'm about to hit my climax, the door suddenly swings open, startling both Drew and me.
"Oh shit," Greg exclaims, clearly caught off guard by the intimate scene in front of him. He quickly averts his eyes and hastily walks out, closing the door behind him.
Drew, undeterred by the interruption, continues his thrusting with a renewed intensity. The unexpected interruption somehow adds an extra layer of excitement to the moment, pushing me closer to the edge. I lose myself in the overwhelming pleasure, forgetting the brief interruption as Drew's kisses and caresses reignite the fire within me.
Together, we ride the waves of ecstasy, completely consumed by the passion we share. The room fills with the intoxicating sounds of our moans and the rhythmic movements of our bodies. In this moment, nothing else matters except the intense connection we have, and the pleasure that courses through us.
"Damn," I said, laughing uncontrollably as Drew pulled himself off me, both of us still catching our breath. The sight of Greg's shocked expression was simply priceless. Drew chuckled, shaking his head. "We've definitely traumatized Greg for life," he said, joining in on my laughter.
After a few more minutes of hysterical giggles, I managed to compose myself and reached for my robe. Drew followed suit, and we headed towards the bathroom for a much-needed shower. The steamy water cascaded over us, washing away the remnants of our playful escapade. As the warm droplets fell on our bodies, it felt like a soothing balm, calming our racing hearts.
