“Yeah, we can.”
Alicia paid for our drinks and we left the club. The club was getting ready to close in thirty minutes anyway. We got into her car and sat there for a second.
“You going home, or you want to come to my condo?” she asked me.
“We can go back to your condo, I’ll be bored at mine without Arsenio being there. Plus, I know you already got come blunts rolled up.”
“Know meeee!” she sang.
Alicia danced in her seat before cranking her car and pulling out of the parking lot. Thirty minutes later, we were pulling through the gates of her condo and then into her parking space. I was glad that she stayed on the first floor because I didn’t think I would have been able to walk up any number of stairs in these heels. As soon as we walked into the condo, I immediately kicked my shoes off in the corner of the foyer and released a sigh a relief.
“You want some food?” Alicia asked me once we were in the living room, and I had plopped down in the reclining chair.
“No, I’m—”
I immediately stopped talking when Alicia slid her dress down her body with her heels still on. She stepped out of it and was standing there as naked as the day she was born. At this point, I wasn’t sure if she was talking about real food orher clean, shaved pussy. I wouldn’t even know what to do if she offered it to me. I guess it was because I had never been with a woman before, but Alicia made it seem as if it was the most intimate thing ever. The reason I was feeling the way I was feeling about her now was the conversation that we had last night when we were texting.
AG:I definitely get wetter when a woman is between my legs. It’s no shade to Ryker, or any of that because he’s gets me wet as fuck, but it’s just something about a woman being down there.
Me: Really? Is there a difference? Ryker has big lips.
AG: It’s not about the lips, shorty. It’s just about the feel of a woman being down there. LOL. Anyway, you’re not about that life woman. So, are we still down for going out tomorrow night?
Me: You don’t know what I’m down for. But hell yeah, we are.
AG: Mhm. You not cheating on Arsenio, let alone for a woman. LOL. Night.
“Girl stop acting like you ain’t seen me naked before. You want some food?”
I shook my head because a knot had formed in my throat the size of a softball. She laughed and smiled at me as always, probably forgetting about the conversation that we had last night. It seems as if she forgot every time, but I never did. After every conversation, I found myself wanting Alicia more and more. I just wanted to try it out, and I promised myself that if I didn’t like it, I would never try it again.
“Well, the blunts are on the coffee table and I’m about to go wash this gunk off my face,” Alicia said to me.
She finally kicked her shoes off, bent over showing me all of her goods, picked up her shoes and dress, and walked into the room. While she was in the bathroom, I got the blunt off thetable and lit it. While she was in there, I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see if Arsenio had decided to text me back, and when I saw that my phone didn’t have any messages, I rolled my eyes. I pulled on the blunt a few times before I started feeling the effects of it. Alicia always had the good shit, Arsenio only gave me some poo ass weed, talking about I didn’t need to get addicted to it like my friend was. I don’t know why Arsenio hated Alicia, but he did. He didn’t even have a reason to, yet.
Fifteen minutes later, Alicia had come back into the living room and sat down. She was in a brown bandeau bra covering her DD’s and a pair of black Victoria Secret shorts and that left very little to the imagination. She had pulled her wig off her head and her real hair was pulled up into a high bun on top of her head. Her chocolate face was free of make-up and any type of blemishes.
“Hand me my shit before you smoke it all and I have to whoop your ass up in here,” Alicia said and reached for the blunt.
“How the fuck you get out of taking pee tests?”
“For one, I’m a nurse. I clean my system out weekly, but I been working there ever since I was an LPN. They know I know my shit. I don’t bother nobody at that job and the only people that better bother me at that job are the patients.”
“Ugh, you are always so damn rowdy.”
“Hush,” she said and handed me back the blunt.
Alicia grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. My eyes rolled down her body until they automatically stopped on her fat pussy. Her pussy lips were damn near hanging off the side of the shorts. I hate that she was unintentionally turning me on.
“Can I ask you a question, Alicia?” I asked her and handed her back the blunt.
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“What was your first time like?”
“My first time? Ugh. I can’t stand that nigga and if—”
“No, with a girl,” I blurted out.
