“I said we’ll talk about it after I come off my lunch break in twenty minutes. Close the door on your way out.”
She huffed but she followed the directions of her charge nurse.
“You fucking her too?” I hissed, as soon as the door closed all the way.
“No. I’m not, Scottie. Come here and don’t start no fucking mess,” she said.
“No! I won’t! Not until you answer my question!”
“I did answer your question, now come here. Please,” she whispered and beckoned for me.
I pouted while walking over to her. She stood and kissed my lips so passionately, making me forget that I was lowkey pissed.
“Don’t be mad. Go back to work and text me later. Aight?”
She pecked my lips again.
“Promise me that you’re not fucking with her like that. Are you stroking her the way you just did me?”
“I’m not. I promise you, baby.”
I sighed. “Okay. I just… I just don’t want to share you.”
“And you don’t have to.”
She kissed me again before placing soft kisses on my cheek and then down to my neck, getting me turned on again.
“I’ll see you later.”
I left Alicia’s office on cloud nine. There was nothing that anyone could do to make me mad. My friend’s stroke game was on one thousand. Her mouth was on a million. I wasn’t sure which one I got sprung off first, but either way, I was, and I wasn’t going to let her stop fucking with me.
Me, Alicia, Ryker, and Arsenio had been sitting around in their living room drinking, smoking, and watching TV. I was so glad that the lights were off because I kept looking at Alicia who was sitting in Ryker’s lap and rubbing his head. She treated him just like a big baby, and he loved it. I couldn’t believe that just hours earlier, she had me in her office crying out her name as she ate my pussy and stroked me with her strap. My body ached for her and I couldn’t stand it. If Alicia’s strap was an exact replica of Ryker’s dick, then I couldn’t wait to suck the real thing. I cut my eyes at him and I could see his dick laying on his thigh in his basketball shorts.
Arsenio and I had fucked before we came over here, but I still hadn’t had enough. The whole time he was on top of me, I was thinking about Alicia. I had watched Lesbian porn a few times, wondering how they could be moaning off a plastic or silicone dick, but now that I have had it, I can see it. The shit feels so damn good.
“I’m going to the kitchen, any of y’all want something else to drink?” I asked.
“Nah, I’m good shorty,” Ryker said, and Alicia said that she was good as well.
“You can get me something to drink,” Arsenio said and tapped my ass when I stood up.
When I went into the kitchen, I grabbed a glass out of the cabinet and poured some white Hennessy in a glass along with a splash of juice. I went into my pocket and pulled out the sleeping pills that I had brought from my house. I couldn’t believe that I was getting ready to drug my boyfriend to have sex with my best friend and his best friend. Good sex really has you doing some crazy ass shit. I crushed up the three pills that I had and emptied them in his drink.
“What the fuck are you doing in there?” Arsenio shouted, making me roll my eyes.
At that moment, I didn’t feel bad anymore about what I was doing. I hated the way that Arsenio talked to me sometimes. He talked to me as if I was a servant and not his girl and it pissed me off more than anything in this world. After stirring the drink up really well, I grabbed a water out of the kitchen and walked back into the living room. I handed Arsenio his drink and watched him slowly sip on it, before popping the cap on my water bottle. Arsenio leaned over and grabbed the blunt out of the ashtray and lit it.
“You want some?” he asked me, while trying to hand me the drink.
“Nah, this water is good,” I responded.
After about twenty minutes, Arsenio started moving slower and slower. I looked at him and his eyes were opening and closing slower and slower.
“Damn bro, that weed and alcohol hitting like that?” Ryker asked Arsenio and laughed.
“Hell…” Arsenio slurred right before his eyes closed and he leaned his head back and went to sleep.
“Damn, about fucking time,” I whispered.
