There is nothing like running into
an ex when you finally have your shit together! Hair on point, skin hydrated
and glowing, sundress accentuating all your curves and you're feeling sexy cuz
you're not wearing panties! Ole loose booty! Plus your business is booming, and
you have a nice car that your man washed and shined up for you this morning. Oh
honey, you are ready to speak to that ex! You're not ducking and dodging him
trying to get out of the store before he notices you. Oh no you're walking
right in the line of sight of the man who walked away from you because your
career wasn't taking off as fast as he thought it should. The one who said he's
a professional and needs a woman who is “on his level.” You're ready to let him
see how you're doing, how you've leveled up and even passed him up!
Oh wait maybe you're not, but
that's exactly what I did!
The fabric store, or heaven as I
like to call it. My second home since I learned to sew in elementary school. I
was in the building early this morning, as usual, searching for coral tulle to
finish a bed skirt for client's daughter. I had searched the discount fabric
first, you know how I love a good deal. No luck there so I headed to the Tulle
isle. Right before I entered the isle I noticed a familiar scent. His dreads
were longer now, and from the way his t-shirt was fitting he's been eating
good. He still wears the same cologne and it still lingers in the air when he
crosses a room. Mr. LaMarion Travis. I'm not gonna lie the man looked good.
Seeing him took me back. Way back. Back to the day we met in college. The day
we made out in the car for hours and made love under the stars in the back seat
of his 1999 Mustang GT. When I say he was a good time, girl I mean real good!
"LaMarion," I whispered,
just in case his girlfriend was somewhere in the store, I did not want
those problems! He turned and saw that it was me and all but ran into my arms.
I've never seen a man move that fast. You would have thought I was his 97 year
old granny who had wandered off and he had finally found her.
When he hugged me I got lost for a
second. Maybe I should have ducked out of the store when I had the chance! That
smell, those arms, his touch, I'm taken but I was thinking of letting him take
me. When he finally let me go he looked me over. Up down and he even peeked
around to see that peach!
"Put your eyes back in your
head!" I gushed, literally. I could not believe I was still attracted to
this man after all that we went through. He still had the ability to make me
drip puddles with a freaking hug.
"I can't. You're looking good
Kat Kat. It's been a minute." He paused for a second and shook his head as
if he was in utter disbelief that I had walked up behind him in the fabric
store. "How you been? How's your mom?" he started spouting off
questions like he wanted to catch up on the entire two years we'd been apart in
one sitting right there in the isle.
"Slow down!" I giggled
this time! I had to be looking good for him to be going on the way he was. I
love it when a man gives me the upper hand back! You know the feeling when
you're stuttering stumbling over words, eyes wandering down to his package
thinking about how bad you want to touch it, and he lets you know you have him
feeling the same way? That raw chemistry you know? That's what we had going on
in the tulle isle of the fabric store!
"I'm good, mom is good, and
business is real good." That was me letting him know I didn't forget what
happened in this fabric store a couple of isles over two years ago. I did not
forget that he told me I should stop spending all my money on fabric. That my
"little bullshit ass business" wasn't going to get me anywhere, and
that he was a professional and he needed a woman who was on his level. Yea it
all happened right here in this fabric store and here we are two years later.
Isn't that something?
His smile went from 😍
to 😐instantly, but mine remained.
"How have you been?" I
asked genuinely interested. I really was! I just wanted to remind him that if
he was going to shoot his shot he better come with something better than that
old friends catching up bit he was trying, because the place we were
standing held memories that his delightful scent and sexy body could not
erase.
He told me he was doing well but
the company he was working for went out of business, and he had been looking
for a job for a couple of months. All I could think was Karma my professional
ex-boyfriend Karma!
There was more small talk in the
isle. I found what I was looking for and helped him find what he was looking
for, as well. Tulle for a tutu for his daughter, in case you were wondering
like I was, why the hell this man was in the fabric store! We paid and as
we were walking out I turned to tell him that it was nice seeing him. Do you
know when I looked at him his eyes were on my ass again? In that moment I made
a decision. Some may call it a bad one, some may call it an obvious one, I'll
just call it the right one!
I asked if he wanted to go get
cupcakes. He looked up across the street and around the parking lot. Not a cupcake
shop in sight. He smiled because he knew exactly what I meant.
"Where?" he
inquired with a knowing smirk searching the parking lot for my old Mitsubishi
Mirage. I didn't say a word I just headed toward my car. He followed of course.
"Do they have any that taste
like peach cobbler? You know my favorite flavor is peach." It was a
rhetorical question and I looked back at him with my own knowing smirk.
We reached my car and oh was he
surprised to see I was driving the black Audi A6 he told me he wanted back when
we were dating. Oh did I forget to mention that, oops. He was about to walk
around to the passenger side but I stopped him. I opened the driver side door
and bent over to put my things down or did I bend over to touch my toes I can't
really remember it's all a blur!
He finally got up the nerve and
grabbed a hand full of that ass he had been admiring. I was tickled to say the
least. He rubbed it a little and then he spanked me, twice. He was getting
excited saying shit like "I never would have thought my day would turn out
like this." "The damn fabric store." "The mother fucking
fabric store."
He thought for sure he was about to
be balls deep in this soaked pussy of mine in just a minute. He thought he
would get to ask me if it's still his. He thought he would get to pull out and
bust on that cute little butterfly tattoo on the small of my back, the one with
his initials in it, but I had a surprise for him. I got that bitch covered up two
years ago with the words Fuck and You!
This pussy and this ass belong to
me. Because of Mr. LaMarion Travis no man will ever have the pleasure of
hearing me say it's yours ever again. And his dick as nice as it is and as nice
as that sounds will never see the inside of me again. I don't double back. You
get one chance with me, and if you hurt me I promise you will never have
the opportunity to do it again. But...
I turned around and looked him over
the same way he had looked at me earlier. Up and down. I even stopped and
stared for a while at his dick considering breaking my rule just this once. It
was pressing up against his zipper creating a bulge that made my toes curl up
in my sandals! Naah. As nice as it looked it would not be taking a dip, but his
lips on the other hand....
I lifted my dress up above my waist
and I sat down on my warm leather seat. His eyes followed me. He
was so confused he wanted me from behind but now I was sitting in the car with
my dress up. He didn't know what to do so I gave him some instructions.
"Come here," I said and he
came a little closer. "Spread my legs" I continued. I bit my lip a little as he did exactly as he
was told. He licked his lips when he saw how sticky he had made me. He knew
what to do next but he patiently awaited my instruction. "Get on your
knees." Down he went. "Now clean up that mess you made!" His
smile span from ear to ear again as he accepted his invitation to taste me.
"Does it taste like peach?? Is it like you remember??" I asked as he
devoured my cupcake.
The End!
I know you wanted more, but....
that's all for tonight! Let me know how you feel about Mr. LaMarion Travis?
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Love PM Alford (UNLEASHED)
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