Danessa: We still are.
Anika: So are you going to fuck him in Mexico?
Danessa: What? No.
Anika: A man. A fine ass man takes you out of the country for a spontaneous trip and you’re not giving up the head.
The thought hadn’t crossed my mind.
Danessa: Is that customary?
Anika: I’ve been flown out both domestically and internationally and each time I showed up and showed out.
Danessa: You sound like an escort.
Anika: And you sound like a prude. Girl, stop playing dumb and fuck that man. You know you want to.
I one hundred percent did. But if he brought me out here because he thought I’d feel the need to reciprocate he was dead wrong.
Danessa: We’re just enjoying each other’s company.
Anika: You can do that with his dick in your mouth.
I glanced at Aldridge to make sure he hadn’t noticed the blush taking over my face.
Danessa: I can’t.
Anika: Good girls have the worst stories in the nursing home. No one wants to hear about Patricia who married her high school sweetheart after he returned from the war. Now Bessie who was busting it open for Billy Dee Williams or Nat King Cole. That’s a story I’d pay to hear.
Fuck I didn’t have any stories. My whole life had been PG-13.
Danessa: What if he’s not interested?
Anika: It’s Aldridge we’re talking about, he’s interested.
Danessa: What do I say?
Anika: Tell him you haven’t been stretched out in a while and ask him if he could help. You say that and Aldi will do the rest. You’ll come back from Mexico with a limp and a concussion from him fucking you through the headboard.
I dropped my phone releasing a nervous chuckle. “I’m hot I’m gonna go for a swim.” Not waiting for his response, I jumped into the pool.
When I finally came up for air Aldridge was wading into the water. “This water is perfect.”
“Uh-huh.”
He floated over to me. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m great.”
“Have you been to the Greek islands yet?”
“No.”
“Is it still one of your dream destinations?”
“Yes.”
“What do you say we make a plan to visit this summer?”
