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“Yo, hold up, mami, my Spanish is mad rusty, so you gonna have to translate that sexy shit you spittin’.”
“Ooh, no worries, papi. I said you’re the man I’ve fucked myself listening to on the radio for the last four years. I want you”—she lowers her voice to almost a whisper—“to fuck…me.”
I lean up in my seat. Press my legs together. She’s not the first chick to come at me like this. Hell, there’s always
some chick offering up midday and late night propositions and wet panties, or sending me videos of them playing in their pussies, so I’m used to it. Still, there’s something different about this chick. I don’t know if it’s that sexy lil’ accent, or what. All I know is, my muthafuckin’ dick is starting to stretch.
And, on some real shit, she’s lucky I’m a faithful muhfucka or I’d be calling her bluff. Word is bond. I’d be telling her to come through so I can rock her fuckin’ drawz off. I’d have her leaving up outta here on her knees, feeling around on the floor tryna find her way outta here.
“Yo, dig, baby. I ’preciate you hitting me up, but I’ma need to bang on you, feel me? You can’t call here comin’ at me talkin’ that sexy shit.”
She giggles. “I can’t help myself. Te quiero, papi. Tu voz hace que mi coño tan mojado.” Motherfuck! Shit! Hearing that shit causes sparks to shoot up through my balls. “And in case you’re wondering what I just said,” she says, turning up her accent. “I want you, papi. Your voice makes my pussy so wet.”
And then she hangs up, leaving me sitting here at my desk with my balls bubblin’ and dick harder than muhfuckin’ granite.
• • •
Later that evening, I’m stepping outta the master bath with a towel wrapped around my waist and beads of water still sliding down my bare chest. I walk into the bedroom and find Marika sitting up propped up in bed looking sexy as fuck in a red teddy with a glass of wine in one hand, her iPad in the other. She looks up from her screen and smiles, brushing a strand of fallen hair from outta her face.
I wink at her, grinning. “Yo, I forgot to tell you that some lil’ hot-in-the-ass broad called up at the office today, talking some real sexy shit in Spanish to me. Talkin’ about she wanted me to fuck her. And how she’s been fucking herself listening to me on the radio for the last four years or some shit like that.”
She shakes her head. “What else is new? The thirst is real. It’s the price I pay for marrying one of the most sexiest men alive.”
I grin, flexing my chest muscles. “Yeah, no doubt. But the crazy shit is, when she hung up, my dick was hard a fuck.”
She gives me an amused look, taking a slow sip of her drink. “Isn’t that something? Do you at least know what she looks like?”
“Nah. But her voice was mad sexy.” I furrow my brow as realization dawns on me as to where I’d mighta heard her voice before. “Damn. I knew her voice sounded familiar. I think she’s the same chick that called up to the radio show last week.”
“Who? Not that loudmouth chick with the twenty kids who kept calling you some sugar boo, or whatever that mess was?”
I frown. “Oh you got jokes, huh? Hell nah. Not that ratchet-ass broad. The chick who said she wanted to borrow me for the night, and you could come along as my chaperone.”
She rolls her eyes. “Oh, that one. Miss Anonymous.”
I nod. “I can’t be for certain, but it def sounded almost like her.”
“Well I’m not going to pretend that she didn’t have a nice voice, because she did. I’d love to see what she looks like.”
I chuckle, walking back into the bathroom. “She’s probably got a face like an orangutan.”
“Mmph. Or has hair on her back.” We both start laughing. “If she calls in again, tell her to send you one of her selfies. And a snapshot of her snatch.”
I laugh. “You so nasty, baby. But, yo, I just might.”
She gives me a sly grin. “And if she has a big clit and fat pussy, I might show you just how nasty your baby can be.”
I chuckle, heading back into the bathroom. “Oh, I know how my baby gets down. But watching you turns me the fuck on.”
I turn the faucet water on and brush my teeth, staring at my reflection in the mirror. All I see is a fine, sexy, black muhfucka staring back at me. I wink at myself. Then rinse my mouth out.
When I step back out into the bedroom, Marika is leaning back on her pillows—comforter off her, with her legs bent at the knees and spread wide. My eyes zero in on the puffy print of her pussy. But she’s so wrapped up into reading something on her iPad that she doesn’t even notice me standing here staring at her. I watch as a hand slides down between her thighs. She opens and closes them.
“Damn, you ready for this dick already, huh, baby?” I drop my towel. Dick swinging, balls full.
She looks up from the screen and laughs, reaching for one of the king-sized pillows on my side of the bed and throwing it at me. “I can’t stand you.”
I smirk, dodging the pillow. I bend down and scoop it up, walking toward the bed. “Yeah, aiight. What I tell you about lying? You know you stay ready for daddy.”
