Erotic Desires

Meet Me At The Water Fountain

Brushing my hair back into a tight, neat bun, I sat down in front of my vanity table in my bathroom. Looking at my reflection in the mirror i couldn't help but be pleased with what I saw staring back. I was FINE. Applying my light, natural makeup to my face, I thought about all the long meetings I would be in today.

This idea definitely did not make me rush along the process of getting dressed. After finishing my makeup, I slid out the chair making my way towards my walk-in closet to get dressed for the day. Since i would be in long meetings today i figured i would go with some flat shoes to be comfortable. Pulling out my coral peach dress pants with the matching blazer, i grabbed a cream color top and my cream loafers and began getting dressed. Humming along to a made up tune in my head i finished getting dressed double checking my makeup, accessories and outfit before heading towards the door. Grabbing my phone, purse, keys and briefcase bag I opened the front door, closing and locking it behind myself. As soon as the door locked i felt my phone begin to vibrate and sing out its generic iphone ringtone.

"Hello?" i said into the phone.

"Goodmorning lady." the voice said back into the phone.

I immediately recognized the voice as i rolled my eyes. Damn Franny. I continued to walk towards my car unlocking the vehicle and loading up my luggage for the day.

"Good morning Franny, how are you?"

"I'd be better if I could taste you."

Shit! Franny and I had been messing around for the past 5 months now, but all she ever wanted from me was sex. Now don't get me wrong the sex was and is AMAZING, but I was tired of being someone's booty call whenever they wanted it.I hadn't talked to Franny in about 2 weeks. I just assumed that she had found someone else to occupy her time.

"Ugh, whatever Franny. Don't you have work to be getting to?" i asked as i began to back my car out of the driveway.

"Yes, i'm getting ready right now. But i was staring at myself naked thinking about how you treated this body."

Dammit woman. Sending chills up my body I thought back to the last fun night we had together. That woman tasted so good. Like sweet vanilla. Licking my lips I turned onto the freeway hitting 80 mph immediately.

"Well that's in the past now right Franny?" I asked hoping she would agree with me so i could get her and her body off my mind before work. Negative.

"I'm not so sure i want to hang this up just yet. Can't nobody do my body like you do. Plus I know can't nobody handles yours better than me. So when you going to stop playing and let me hit that."

Boom straight forward. That's Franny, always has been. She never did beat around the bush and she was always upfront with her shit. So if you got into something with Franny, 9 times out of 10 she told you what you were getting yourself into from jump. I had to learn that lesson the hard way unfortunately. Rolling my eyes I shook my head checking my mirrors before getting off at my exit towards my job.

"Franny, I want to be more than a "hit that" and that's all you want to be. We are on two different levels and i can't have that. So nah, i'm good I'll pass on your little invite but thank you for the thought. Now i'm heading into work, goodbye Franny."

"Damn Tasha you really gonna do me like that" She replied sounding shocked by my response. Good.

"Yes woman!"

Hanging up the phone i pulled into my reserved spot and hopped out the car. Grabbing all of my bags i took a deep breath clearing my thoughts of Franny and our wild nights. That was in the past now. I let that clearly be known. Once inside the building i made my way to my office waving and nodding to all my coworkers i passed by on the way. Oh please let me get through this day. I thought to myself as I opened my office door making a beeline for my soft work chair. Pulling up my calendar for today on my hologram computer i could view all the meetings my assistant had logged for me so i could stay on track. Jotting down some notes into my company phone i heard my phone vibrate four times across the table which meant only one thing. Franny had texted me: