The Other Woman_(1)

Just getting off work from a busy day and I desperately need to go grocery shopping. As I walked out with my groceries in my hand. I see my first love the guy that I lost my virginity to Lamont Evans is sitting on the hood of my car. Nervous as hell, what am I’m thinking I can’t see him. I look a mess. As I walk over to my car, checking him over, there was something about his thuggish look that caught my eye. There was always a part of me that preferred the bad boy type. Hey baby girl. I can not believe how sexy and masculine his voice has gotten since the last time I saw him after graduation. I couldn’t believe I was biting my bottom lip, and smiling enticingly at him. I could not stop smiling at this 6’4feet tall, two hundred thirty pound, muscular caramel black men, with deep piercing dimples with freshly twisted dreads that where shoulder length, dressed head to toe in Sean John, smelling like Cool Water cologne.

By the way, my name is Aida twenty-five years old Register Nurse. I’m part Jamaican and Creole with a soft sexy raspy voice. I have full juicy lips and a picture perfect smile. My skin is the color of dark chocolate; I have a beautiful pair of 38 DD succulent firm breasts, most people calls me hazel because of my light brown eyes. Most African American men consider me to be thick built, well-formed, with a small sexy waist and a bona fide bodacious ass that is eye-catching to any men.

He and I chatted for about a minute.

So, how did you even no this was my car?

I saw you walking into the supermarket as were exiting.

You look really gorgeous baby.

My name is Aida.

Well, Aida you look so damn sexy to me.

So, you have a boy?

Are you referring, rather or not I am in a relationship?

Are you in a relationship?

No, and the last boy I dated was you.

Oh, I see you have jokes.

Well, what about you Lamont, are you in a relationship?

Nope.

How about we exchange cell numbers and hang out sometimes. Catch up on old times Aida.

Okay, here is my number.

I will definitely be calling you.

Can I have a hug; I haven’t seen you in years?

Sure. I can not believe that I have the ability to still make his dick hard without even touching him. Can’t leave out that he still is can make me wet my panties without me even feeling him inside me.

Four weeks had passed and Lamont called me up and we decided that we meet today at eight o’clock tonight and I would cook dinner and make is favorite Shrimp Alfredo.