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Everything was like a blur after that. LaTisha grabbed Dave by his lapels, pulled him to her, and kissed him long and hard. She stuck her tongue in his mouth so deep that he almost gagged. They were pawing frantically at each other—
They were moving across the floor, holding each other tight. They went upstairs. There was a room with a huge waterbed. On it a mass of people in various stages of undress writhed and sucked and fucked. She hesitated—then she kicked off her shoes—
Then everything else. Dave was fumbling with his clothes. LaTisha pushed him down on the bed before he finished disrobing. His dick was out and as hard as Japanese arithmetic. She straddled him and guided it into her cunt and started riding it like Blade rides that motorcycle, sliding up and down, grinding in circles, faster and faster. Cussing and calling on Jesus, she fucked him until a series of orgasmic explosions rocked her world.
She rolled over on the bed. Other hands touched her—caressed her breasts, back, and neck. Other mouths kissed her mouth, belly, feet, sucked her toes; other hot, wet, probing tongues licked her all over.
She lay there and let it happen. A woman put her arms around her neck. Sharpetta!
“LaTisha, your man is a dirty bird,” the female dick whispered, nuzzling her neck.
“At least you lost that damn hat,” LaTisha said, giggling and pushing away from her. “Stay on the case, girl!”
“Just as well.” Sharpetta laughed. “Every time I fuck a client, I don’t get paid.”
An eternity later LaTisha staggered back downstairs to the bar.
“That drink was spiked with an aphrodisiac!” she stated accusingly to the bartender.
“You think we want to get sued or wind up in jail? Wasn’t nothin’ but orange and papaya juice,” he said, giving her a knowing “Needed some excuse to get laid, eh?” look.
“Don’t leave town,” LaTisha croaked, wobbling away. She didn’t try to find Sharpetta, Sam, or Dave. She took a cab home.
She stumbled into her house, stripped, showered, and fell into bed exhausted.
She was so out of it that she didn’t hear Sam come in. She didn’t see him until he was standing over her.
He stood there a minute, then fell to his knees, crying like a baby!
“I have been unfaithful to you, Tish,” he wailed, grabbing her hand.
Now, of all times, he wanted to confess!
“Sam—”
“I have been a faithless, low-down, cheating snake! I have sullied our marriage, broken my vows, stained the sanctity of our connubial commitments.”
Should she tell him he wasn’t a Lone Ranger now? Maybe tomorrow. “Sam—”
“Tish. You knew. I know you did. I could see it in your eyes. Yet you never protested. You didn’t leave me. You soldiered on, loyally. That’s what finally brought me to my senses, love. That’s what made me—are you falling asleep?”
“No. Yes. I had a rough day today. At the office.”
“Daddy has a little something that’ll perk you up.” Sam got up and dropped his pants. He had a monstrous, throbbing hard-on.
If pussies could talk, LaTisha’s would have yawned and proclaimed, “Not tonight, junior!”
“We shall consecrate our love anew,” Sam said. “With a glorious bout of strenuous lovemaking!”
I don’t know if niggas have rhythm, but they sure have lousy timing, LaTisha thought.
“Sam, I’m not in the mood,” LaTisha said.
Sam stood there looking as if he’d just seen somebody slap his mama, then said meekly, “Sure. Sure, baby cakes.” He stripped silently and got into bed with her. Then he took her in his arms.
“You just want to be cuddled, don’t you?” he cooed. “Held. This is what I love about you. Your childlike innocence. Your—”
Her loud snores cut him off at the pass.
