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I arrived in Miami just hours before Joy was to leave for her cruise. She met me at the airport. My beautiful sister was dressed in a white tube top and no bra. I thought her breasts were going to fall out at any moment. She wore the shortest and tightest pair of jean shorts I had ever seen. If I didn’t know better, I’d think Roderick painted them on her. The heifer completed her look with a pair of three-inch heels.
“Joy! You know I don’t have any piercings!” I reminded her when I was nearly blinded from the bling of her navel ring. It had to be an entire carat.
“It’s just a clip-on!” she said as she removed the diamond. “I haven’t decided if I actually want the real thing.”
Her long, curly hair was braided back. She had failed to tell me that she had gotten braids. My hair hung loosely on my shoulders. There was no way we’d have time to get my hair braided. Joy had told me that Roderick was normally home by six in the evenings. It would take longer than that for someone to braid my thick hair.
“What about the braids?”
“Just tell him you took them out, Faith! Dang!”
Even though I was doing her a favor, Joy was getting irritated with me. I don’t know why she didn’t tell him she was coming to Atlanta for a week. I felt so uncomfortable; going to their home and pretending to be her. Roderick would see right through me.
“Don’t forget the art exhibit on Friday,” she reminded me. That was the reason I had to be her. Roderick’s work was being displayed at an exhibit, and of course he wanted his significant other at his side.
Joy gave me a tour of their small apartment. There was one huge bedroom. In the center was a king-size bed. Paintings of nude women of all colors filled the walls. They were beautiful and detailed.
It was easy to learn the apartment. There was nothing there but a bedroom, bathroom, and a kitchen. There was no living room area, den, nor dining room. The tour lasted all of five minutes, and after briefing me on a few things, Joy was gone.
It was only four o’clock. I had two hours to kill before Roderick arrived home. I decided to spend that time cleaning the messy apartment. The chairs in the bedroom were covered with clothing. The bed had not been made. I could tell Joy lived here.
“It smells good in here. I know my girl ain’t cooking.”
Even though I wasn’t supposed to, I couldn’t resist cooking. Roderick came home to the smell of fresh garden peas, baked herb chicken, broccoli-and-rice casserole, and peach cobbler. After cleaning the small apartment, I’d gone down to the corner store. If I was going to be there seven days, I had to stock the refrigerator with more than an onion and bottled water.
Before I could speak, Roderick planted a soft kiss on my full lips. Even though he had paint splashed on his clothing, he looked good in a white T-shirt and blue jeans. He even smelled good. It felt good being so close to him. He was more handsome than I had remembered.
“I went to the store and picked up a few things,” I said, trying not to blush.
He put his hand to my forehead and asked, “You okay? You sure you don’t have a fever?”
I laughed, despite the butterflies in my stomach. Joy didn’t cook. It wasn’t because she couldn’t, though. Ma Ollie, our maternal grandmother, had ta
ught us how to cook. Joy had no choice but to learn. Unlike school, she couldn’t get me to stand in for her. Ma Ollie knew us apart.
“I just felt like cooking. Sit down and I’ll fix you a plate.”
Roderick and I ate our meal in the small kitchen. I listened to him talk about his students and what kind of day he’d had. I couldn’t help but notice how good-looking he was. I was mesmerized by his Terrence Howard eyes and his Allen Payne lips. I wasn’t supposed to be attracted to my sister’s man, but I was feeling him. My nipples were hard and there was no denying the heat and moisture between my thighs.
Roderick unexpectedly joined me in the shower. I couldn’t tell him that I was on my period. The man was down on his knees with his head between my thighs before I could open my mouth and say anything. His tongue said “hello” to my clit as they introduced themselves. He squeezed my ass as he stroked my clit. I wanted to say stop but I was speechless. I didn’t notice the hot water turn cold because of the fire burning within me. When Roderick came up, without hesitation I went down. I took the full length of his swollen penis into my mouth. I licked it and sucked it with hunger. I hadn’t had a man in over six months.
“I’ve never known you to be so unselfish,” he moaned before picking me up and carrying me to their bed.
As he stared into my eyes, he entered me. A whimper escaped my throat as he gently pushed his love deeper and deeper inside my walls. Up and down and then slow circles. Up and down and then faster circles. Faster and faster circles, and then we both screamed as we climaxed. I called out his name. He called out Joy’s name. My pleasure was quickly replaced by guilt.
“How’s it going?” Joy asked the next morning after Roderick had left for work.
“Fine. Are you enjoying the ocean?”
“It’s beautiful! Did Roderick buy the period thing?”
Why couldn’t she just leave it alone and talk about her? “Yep.”
“Good! Well, call me if you need to know anything. The only thing I can think of right now is the exhibit. Make sure you’re there to support him for me.”
I agreed and was happy to end the call. I had lied to my sister. Even worse than that, I had betrayed her by sleeping with her man. Worst of all, I had enjoyed it and was looking forward to being in his arms again.
Roderick and I made love every night after dinner. He used his tongue to explore every inch of my body. With him I always experienced orgasms. I was able to let go in a way that I had never done before. I felt free. I felt loved. I was falling in love with him.
