Just A Taste

08 The Real World

 -TAYLOR-

“Brandy stop.” I struggled to get free from Brandy’s grasp but she’s much stronger than she looks and I’m not as slick as you may think. I managed to get dress without a problem and now she was just refusing to let me leave. Brandy wanted to make a game of 'how quick can I get Tay's clothes off'

“Why? You like it.” Was all she said before her lips continued their assault on the side of my neck. “Tay I want to play darts.”

Umm the memory of Brandy spreading my pussy lips to darting her tongue in and out of my hole flashed into my head. Brandy had me right where she wanted me that much was clear when a slight moan escaped my lips and I closed my eyes I no longer struggled instead I let her run her hands up my shirt. Brandy pulled my breast out of my bra and toyed with my pierced nipples her soft lips still kissing down on my neck. I didn’t remain hypnotized for long though I remembered my reason for getting dress in the first place. “I haven’t been home in a week!” I showed up at Brandy’s door in the rain heart broken seven days ago and for three of those days Brandy had me trapped in her condo doing all the things she has ever wanted to do to my body. She has found all of  my weak spots and gladly used them to her advantage.

“You don't have to go home”

“Says the girl woman whose grandfather left a shit load of money .” Not many people knew it but Brandy is a very wealthy woman she just chooses to live the normal life. “Some of us have to actually work for a living! I have a house to tend to and work to do.”

“You think you're so slick.” Brandy shook her head backing away from me. “You're going home to make up with Paul. I see the way you look at his text messages. You miss him don't you!” I wasn’t sure if she was upset because me forgiving Paul would be a mistake or because these past few days had her thinking we were suddenly an item.

“I’m not going to forgive him. I’m going to change my clothes and get back to the real world remember!” That was the plan, I realize I don't need Paul to pleasure me and Brandy got the taste she claims to have always wanted. At some point this game we were playing has to end. “I dont understand why you're so upset.”

“I’m not upset I just know how you get when you see him. I’m not speaking to you as the woman who has spent the past three days fucking you I’m speaking to you as your friend. Your best friend who happens to know you more than you know yourself!”

“How weak do you think I am!” I snapped. “I’m not getting back with him I said last time was the last time and I meant it!”

Brandy smirked. “Are you trying to convince me or yourself?”

Now I was the one with the attitude. “Whatever Brandy!” I know at this point Paul wasn’t going to change! I’m done with him! I am done with him….. “BYE!”

“Why are you still standing here then?” Brandy wasn't touching me or trying to kiss me. I was free to leave without her attempting to stop me and still I didn’t move an inch.

“Are we seriously fighting about this!”

Brandy shrugged grabbing her robe to cover up her naked body. “No. We aren't fighting. I just need you to remember why you ended up at my door late at night in the middle of a thunder storm. Before you go back to the real world of course”

“Noted.” I nodded my head. “I’ll see you around . Maybe we could grab a drink!”

“Definitely!” Brandy tapped me lightly on the ass causing me to give her a warning look. “What! I have been doing that long before we did anything.”

“Bye Brandy.” I gave her a hug and left. Just like that whatever we had was over. We could go back to being normal. Except my life was different. I realized that once I got in my car and began to drive. Paul and I are over really over this time. Us being over meant no more lunches with his mom or monthly pop ups from his grandparents, those kids he had on me will no longer be around even though at this point I love them as if they are my own. No more Paul wrapping his arms around me at night or us finding the time to snuggle up on the couch attempting to find something watchable on t.v.

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He wasn’t home when I got there. So Took this as an opportunity to pack his things for him. I’ll leave everything that belongs to his cheating ass on the front steps that way he has no real excuse to come back. I was working hard dumping his things into travel bags as well has two of his gym bags making a mess of our room in the process. I needed to do this quickly and ignore the fact that everything still smelled like him. I thought about at least keeping one of his T shirts just to sleep in but I decided not to. I needed everything out and I needed it out fast.  Too bad I wasn’t fast enough because I could hear the familiar sound of keys unlocking my door. SHIT! He was home.

“Taylor…. bae you in here.” He must have seen my keys on the end table in the living room. I could hear his footsteps getting closer and closer towards the bedroom. “Babe you don't know how happy I am to know you’re ….” He paused when he saw the mess I made of our..no MY room and his packed bags. “Home.” He finished then pointed around . “What's all of this!”

“Paul you keep hurting me..” I started. "I can't do this any more!"

“Taylor I’m sorry I have been trying all week to apologize for that you just wouldn’t hear me out.”

“You haven't tried at all Paul you knew where I was!”

“If I would have showed up at Brandy’s door that crazy bitch would have castrated me!” And this right here was yet another reason why Paul didn’t deserve a place in my life. I left him for days wasn't answering his calls or messages and his excuse for night fighting harder is this feud between him and Brandy! He should have been banging on her door each and every day begging for me to come home instead he kept his distance thinking the stupid phone calls and messages would be enough!

“It would have served you right. Maybe then you wouldn't have to worry about it popping out your pants.” I tossed him one of the gym bags. “Paul just get your shit and go!” My facial expression was stone cold but inside I was doing the happy dance. I was standing up for myself and making it clear that I will no longer put up with anything more than I deserve.

He shook his head. “You don't mean that.”

“Yes I do! I have taken time to look at this situation even look at myself. Paul I am a good woman I cook and I clean I take care of you and your kids! And you still can't treat me the way that I deserve to be treated I’m looking at you right now and can't even see a sign that you have changed. Because you never will you are fine with me being the girl that you can constantly step out on. well you know what!  I wont settle for that. Not anymore. I will find somebody to love me and treat me right. I don't need you!"

“Did you get to the sock drawer yet?” He asked diving down in front of the dresser ransacking the bottom drawer until he found what he was looking for. “I was going to wait to give you this…But now seems like the only chance I will get. “

“Paul what are you talki-” My words got stuck in the back of my throat as my eyes grew wide at the sight of a diamond ring.

“Taylor I messed up. I know I did. This week without you has been hell. Babe I was wrong and I’ll get help I’ll do anything please don't leave!"

Still shocked and confused I had to ask. "Paul is that a.."

"Taylor will you do me the honor of becoming my wife!"