Floating in your love….

Never been the type to like flowers. But if you send me flowers, I will love them. Put them in the best light and take a photo of them. Not just a photo to post saying I got flowers. No, it will be multiple photos. Close ups and the full image. I’ll probably add a couple filters and turn them into prints.

If you were to write me a love letter, I’ll read it multiple times and smile just as hard after each read. I will find the perfect container to put it in, so I can add more to it if you decide to write another.

The same goes for if you were to buy me earrings over a necklace. I will love them and turn it into a mini photo session.

The only way I will not capture a photo of the moment, is when I’m sitting face to face with you. This will be a moment I want to soak up without missing a second.

Now you’re probably thinking why wouldn’t I want to capture that image. Remember I said the only way I wouldn’t. Do you think I’m ever going to miss an opportunity to look back on a memory of us? No, I’ll have a camera set to capture it for me so I can enjoy every second of you.

Tomorrow marks the day for lovers here in America. As I stroll through my social media and notice all the post about Valentine’s day, I just think about us.

I don’t want flowers, I don’t jewelry, I don’t want to go out to eat. I want you to continue to show me that you’re the man I fell in love with.

Walking into our garage to see something as small as all our life vest hanging in a row, makes my heart smile.

We’re a family. As scary as this sounded years ago, these words are music to my ears. We’re a family. You have me floating in your love.

P.S. I do want some cookies!

D.C. (Drama Connections) pt. 4

Obi approached our boat. “Well hello Mel. Isn’t it always nice to see you out here.”

“Whatever Obi. Why are you here and not on your “business trip” like you told your wife?”

Ro can see the frustration on my face so he stood next to me and asked is everything ok. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and asked if he could let me talk to Obi alone for a second. He jumped off the boat and decided to go for a swim, making sure to keep us in his view.

“Mel you know this is my relaxation area. Charee isn’t into nudity like you. I couldn’t get her to come out here if her life depends on it.” Obi said as he took a seat on the boat.

“So you’re out here solo?” I asked.

“Yeah, just about to head back to the lake house to do some work.”

“I don’t believe you. Where’s E?”

“Damn girl, he’s my brother not my husband.”

I can tell Obi was trying to avoid my questions. I needed to know if he was here solo or with Tammy. I needed to know where Eric was at. There’s no way I got these ladies all worked up and now I’m losing evidence of my theory.

“You know you’re always invited to the house whenever you’re out here. But only if you’re coming alone.”

Let me give you all a little backstory as to why I don’t like Obi. When he came to the states, we dated for maybe three months. This was before he knew Charee or Stephanie. We didn’t last long because honestly his sex is whack. Plus he’s always up to no good. But we were really good friends just not good lovers. In college he got into an accident and for whatever reason he called me. I was there for him until he got back on his feet. When I met JB the track star, Obi became possessive. I guess Obi thought his money was all that I needed. He asked me to marry him and promised he would take care of me. JB wasn’t having it. He moved me out of the city for awhile so I could get away from Obi. During my absence is when Obi met Stephanie. Now it’s bringing us to this day.

“Obi you’re never going to give up are you?”

“You know you’re supposed to be my wife.” Obi said as he reached out to grab my thighs.

“Anyways, that is so far in the past. You should start being faithful to your wife and stop trying to please every woman with your money. Now I think it’s time you head back to your lake house and do some ‘work’ as you would call it.”

Obi left the boat and yelled out, “you still looking good Mel. Let daddy know when you’re ready for a trip or something.”

Oh, I’m ready for a trip alright. It’s going to be with your money but it won’t be with you. “Bye Obi!” I yelled out.

Since I wasn’t able to get any information from him, I figured I’ll give Tammy a call. I started to think about if any of this was true or not. If it wasn’t, I still didn’t like him and Charee should want to screw him over just for him wanting me and keeping her locked in the house. But if that was enough, this would have happened years ago and not now.

Right before I could text Tammy, Ro came over to ask what did Obi have to say. I let him know that he’s full of shit and I don’t believe anything he has to say. Ro told me that I shouldn’t contact Tammy because if something goes down, I can’t have Obi knowing that I knew her. That was smart thinking. I didn’t even have to think of a plan b because here comes Eric and some female walking this way. She had to be Shay. Dudes are so bold. He’s not even in another state and they’re walking around holding hands like it’s nothing. I didn’t want him to see me so we decided to leave.

Texting Stephanie:

Me: Hey girl wyd?

Stephanie: Just woke up. You?

Me: Leaving the lake. I’m about to come over. Me and Ro.

Stephanie: Cool. It’ll be open.

We walked right in like the place was ours. Stephanie lived downtown in a highrise. Obi might have screwed her over but she sure knew how to bounce back. I often think Obi went after her because we were so much alike.

“What you getting into today?” I asked as I flopped down on her couch.

“Not a damn thing. It’s too hot out there.”

“Right!” I said bursting out into laughter.

“Anywho, so you know Alicia and Charee ain’t gone do nothing unless I drag them out of the house. I think we should book a flight to DC tonight.”

“Tonight, tonight?” Stephanie asked.

Yeah, because I went to the lake and saw Obi. He didn’t give me any information but then I saw Eric as we were leaving and I saw him with a woman. It has to be the Shay girl. Ro told me not to contact Tammy so I think we should just make our move.

“Well you know I’m down. Not really tryna be on another plane but I want to make this negro suffer.”

I have Tammy’s security code. We can go scope out the place. I really don’t want her kids to be there. We don’t know who she lives with. We gone go there get what we can, sell that shit and make a big deposit!

Stephanie met me halfway with a high five.

“You thinking about hitting up Careem?”

“He does have those military instincts, we might need him.”

Flight was booked and we didn’t say a word to the other ladies. We arrived in D.C around 9 o’clock. We went to Careem’s house. One of his buddies was able to find her address for us. He got us all the information we needed to know.

12:45 AM we arrived to the house. Her house was small for three children. I entered the code and we went inside. I felt bad for this lady. She had nothing in here. Obi spends money on her to come to him but she definitely not getting any money to buy furniture. Walking through her house is making me dislike Obi even more.

“Mel, I thought you said Tammy was fat?” Stephanie asked.

“She is fat.”

“Well where the hell does she sleep? I know her big ass ain’t sleeping on a twin size mattress.”

I tried not to laugh but Stephanie had a point. This will hurt Charee even more knowing he’s cheating with a woman that barely has anything. Just when we were about to leave, I saw an ultrasound on the counter.

“Yo, Steph! Look at this!” I was trying to whisper.

“This better not be Obi’s baby.”

Right next to the ultrasound was a doctor’s appointment reminder at the clinic. Looks like Tammy got an abortion before coming to Austin. Why doesn’t this woman have her tubes tied?

I took a picture of the ultrasound and letter before we left the house. Careem took us out for drinks and we headed back to Austin.

Monday morning rolled around and Eric was still away from the house. Alicia said that he wasn’t coming back till Tuesday night. I called Alicia and Charee to see if they were headed to the bank to get access to the accounts. It really pays to know people because we were friends with some ladies in the bank as well. Erica worked at the Wells Fargo and didn’t care about her job at all. Plus she had tons of Daddy’s money to spend so this was just something for her to get out of the house. Now the ladies weren’t just going to get the money out of the accounts. I told them over the weekend to think of something they wanted to invest in. The goal was to just transfer the money into another account which will be a business account. This way they can start building something for themselves. No matter how much money your significant other has, you should always have something going for yourself.

We all met up that evening to discuss other plans we wanted to do with the money. It felt good seeing them finally do something without their husbands smothering them. The locks were changed at the house. Security codes were all new and we all packed a bag for vacation number one.

It was around 7 o’clock in the evening when Charee’s phone started blowing up with calls from Obi. Both her and Alicia had missed calls and text that accumulated from the flight to Miami. These men were pissed and I was loving it.

Alicia checks one of her 20 voicemails:

“Alicia where the hell are you? I get home to the locks changed on my house. You do know this is my house right?”

Next voicemail:

“Why is your phone going straight to voicemail? Where are you?”

“Are you with Melody? I swear to God if you don’t call me in the next 10 mins…”

Before Eric could finish his sentence, we heard a female’s voice in the background. I asked Alicia to play that message again.

“Are you with Melody? I swear to God if you don’t call me in the next 10mins..

Female’s voice: “Baby can we get something to eat now?”

Eric must have hung up the phone because we heard some ruffling then silence.

I looked at Alicia and she looked at me and said, “let’s enjoy our vacation.” We all turned our cells on silent and hit Collins Ave.

We knew we had to act quickly on the funds part so Charee started depositing more money into her business account and sending some to mine and Stephanie’s so that it all can be spread out differently. Although we only stayed in Miami for one night, we had a blast. Spending money of VIP sessions, going shopping, buying drinks for everyone. I even got Charee to go skydiving. Now you can barely get this girl to get her hair wet so that was a big deal for me. It was definitely a day to remember.

Instead of going straight home, I took the ladies to the lakehouse when we got back to Austin. I know Obi too well so I can almost guess what his code is. He’s a smart man but when it comes to codes and passwords, he kept them all similar. There was no sign of them when we arrived so I entered a code that I thought it could be and we were in.

Eric contacted Obi about the situation. Charee let us hear some of her voicemails. I just laughed because they weren’t going to do anything. They will be mad when they find out there’s no money in the bank but still will deny ever cheating. There was really nothing they could do at this point but be upset.

Charee and Alicia returned home as if nothing happened. Eric questioned Alicia about where she was and why wasn’t she answering her phone. Before they returned home, I made sure to prep them for the interrogation that was going to happen. I was proud that both women stood firm. Both women said they didn’t feel safe because too many people knew about the spare keys and so they decided to change the locks. They also told their men that they needed to get away because they were tired of being couped in the house. The ladies stayed calm the entire time explaining their actions for the previous days, that the men couldn’t do nothing.

Now, I didn’t want anyone to get hurt in this situation, so I had them put some of the money back in the accounts so that it wouldn’t seem so obvious. I should have thought of that in the beginning but of course I really wanted them to leave and never return. The next couple weeks went by and the men were on their best behavior. Until the Fourth of July weekend. Obi threw is famous boat party on the lake. Everyone was there having a good time. Eric’s phone kept ringing but he was in the water. Alicia decided to check it because the person kept calling.

Alicia: “Hello!”

“I’m trying to reach Eric. Is this his phone?” The female over the phone asked.

“Who’s calling?”

“This is Shay. I tried his other cell but got no answer so I got this number from Tammy.”

“Shay how do you know Eric and who is Tammy?”

“I’m sorry, but who am I speaking with? Can you just put Eric on the phone?”

“No I can not and don’t call this phone again.”

Alicia hung up the phone and went back to the party. She later told me what happened.

The party is whining down and we see Obi talking on the phone with someone and he looks heated. I tell Charee to go next to him to see if she can calm him down. Before she can even get close to him, he tells her to go with Melody and he will see her at the house. I didn’t like that one bit and I knew he was up to something. We went to Eric’s boat and was about to head back to the dock. Obi yells over “Aye E, take them back to the lake house for me.”

Obi was rushing us and I wanted to know why.

“I need to get my bag from under the seat.” I tried to think of something quick before Eric took off.

Just as I suspected, Obi was hiding something.

“Obi! Obi! I know you hear me.” Tammy shouted as she approached the boat.

I looked at Alicia and she looked at Charee and Charee jumped off the boat instantly.

All I can think of is it’s about to go down!

Read part 1 here

Part 2 here

Part 3 here

Part 5 here

More stories here

6:15

Let’s just get straight to it. This is one for the couples who like to risk being late for work for some morning pleasure.

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Alarm sounds at 6:15 a.m. and you press silent. Falling back to sleep because he has already worn you out and you just want to sleep till the last second. Somehow you fall into a deep sleep and start dreaming about filling your mouth with his piece. Not just filling it up but slurping and stroking and caressing. Looking into his eyes as you go up and down, wrapping your tongue all around it. He’s gripping the pillows and kicking the covers onto the floor. Just when he tries to grab the back of your head you push his hands away and tell him don’t touch my pinup. Go right back to sucking, this time only letting your tongue do the work. Your random act of pushing his hand away caught him off guard but turned him on more because you’re taking control. Now you’re massaging him while you work up more saliva causing it to run down in between his nut sack. 6:30 a.m. the next alarm sounds and you wake up…

 

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Damn, did I really just dream all of that? No….my first thoughts are did I say anything in my sleep and did he hear me. If not, then I can easily just get dressed and get ready for work. But what if he did hear me and now he will be disappointed that I’m not giving him morning head. I’m just going to get dressed it’s already 6:30 and I do not want to be late today. (Looking over at him) He’s so fucking sexy just laying there. Let me just touch it. Moments later and now you’re acting out that dream. He’s loving every second of it. I’m thinking I know it has to be 6:45 by now. We have 20 mins before we need to be walking out the door. Still going at it. Now he’s really turned on. He tells me as much as he wants to bust in my mouth, he needs to beat this nut out.

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Now I’m bent over gripping the sheets, trying not to be too loud. Forget the time because this feels amazing. I can afford to be late. Stop thinking about work and enjoy this hard piece of meat inside your guts. He grabs the back of my hair and I’m like forget the pinup. Pull my hair babe. 6:47 a.m. jumping into the shower, now we’re rushing. I’m running down the stairs putting on clothes. He’s in the kitchen preparing lunches. Last words before we walk out the door, “Do you have everything?” We both know we are missing something but we need to leave out this house before we go for round two.

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Of course I was late because of this damn traffic in this city is horrible. So no, I am not going to blame the morning pleasure from my lover. I am blaming traffic for my lateness. One day I will work when I want and morning pleasures will be a norm.

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4 a.m.

Pulls hair

Smacks cheeks

Fuck me!

 

Sweat dripping

Bodies gliding

Slither in

Slide out

 

Cream explosion

Nipples solid

Back scratching

Ride it

 

Lips gripping

Eye staring

Tears flowing

Love me!

Strange Synergy (video poem)

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To my Nigerian god!