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“Changes”
“Life is change. Growth is optional. Choose wisely.” – Karen Kaiser Clark
After a night of romanceand being treated like a lady, my faith in men had been restored. Matrix had managed to surprise me. Maybe, just maybe, I actually deserved to have someone think of me as worthy. He made me feel sensual and desired without feeling like a whore. It was the first time a man had shown genuine interest in me without demanding to get what was between my legs. I was still in shock that Matrix hadn’t asked for sex. I knew he wanted me because I had him on rock all night. The more he respected me, the more I wanted him. The fact that he could control his urges had me both confused and intrigued. No man in the history of my dating life had ever been able to walk away from all I had to offer. There Miss Wet Wet was, all primed and ready for him, and Matrix chose to walk away. Either he was a fool or a mastermind. Only time would tell.
As I lay in bed after our date, all I could do was smile. I enjoyed dinner. His choice of restaurants was stellar, but the best part was how he fed me. The man was so attentive to my needs. I wasn’t used to a man allowing me to eat from his plate, let alone feeding me from his fork. That shit was so intimate and erotic I almost came right there at the table. I loved how all his attention was on me. It felt like we were the only two in the world that mattered. Like the restaurant could have burned down around us and he would have held my attention. Matrix aka Meydad was one special man. I drifted into dreamland thinking about his smile.
I dreamed about Matrix taking me places all around the world. Sailing on a yacht in the Caribbean. Eating in fine restaurants in Paris. Even riding across country on our bikes. At each place we went there was this feeling in the pit of my stomach like I belonged with him. Being with him was like nothing I ever experienced. I felt safe and cared for, and it made me happy. When I woke up the next morning, I was horny but was confused that I hadn’t pulled out any of my toys to pleasure myself. I guess I didn’t want to taint the experience.
This was so unlike me. Whenever and wherever I felt the urge, my normal was to relieve myself. It didn’t matter to me if I was in a public or private setting. You know that song by Prince about the girl getting herself off in a hotel lobby? Yeah, that was totally my vibe. But something had changed in me when I went out with Meydad. He made me feel desired, but also revered. It was something I hadn’t felt since I was a young teen. Not since my father kicked me out of the house for having sex with my then boyfriend, Josh.
He made me feel special enough to give up my v-card. It was good until my dad ruined it. He threatened to hurt Josh’s ability to get into a good college. Josh ghosted me; I found myself homeless and without the love of my father. In the end it was a huge mistake. It certainly taught me about how men treat you. They get what they want and then throw you away. They never fight for you. I learned quickly I had to take what I wanted from men before they got what their prize. That way we both won. I was kind of hoping Meydad was different. Only time would tell.
With that on my mind, I decided to heat up my leftovers from the restaurant last night. The Chicken Alfredo was good, but it was nothing like that dish Meydad shared with me. I’m going to need to see if Mouse can cook that dish for me sometime. That Paella shit was dope.
After showering and getting dressed, I made my way over to the dance studio to start my first day as an official dance instructor. I couldn’t believe Mouse trusted me to teach these girls how to dance. She had pretty much told me I would be the lead instructor since she was super busy running her real estate company, on top of handling the books for the MC and being a full-time wife and mom. I don’t know where she found the energy, but that was Mouse. The energizer bunny had nothing on her.
Making it to the studio, I spent most of my afternoon working on choreography for the try outs. We had over one hundred little girls coming in later in the week to show us what they could do on the dance floor. We would be able to accept about twenty-five girls in the teen class and another ten in the mini class. That meant we had our work cut out for us. Mouse had hired two assistant coaches. One for the older girls and another to help with the minis. I needed to meet them, evaluate their skills and assign tasks accordingly. The three of us would handle auditions along with Mouse, who would hold the deciding vote, should there be a tie.
After meeting my new staff, I determined that Tyefa, who was skilled in ballet and liturgical arts, would be best for the older girls. Ronne, whose main talent lay in hip hop, was better suited for the minis. Since I had experience in all the above, plus several more types of dance, we should have enough skills to win plenty of competitions. We worked together to schedule the auditions, communicate with the parents, and got everything organized for the day of elimination. It was an exhausting day, and all I wanted to do was to take a long hot shower and relax with some Jack n Coke before my date with Baby.
He had texted me earlier in the day to confirm that we were still on. Not one for wining and dining, he planned an intimate date at his place with dinner and a movie. I was a little apprehensive about spending the night alone in his place. I did not usually fare well in those settings, more times than not. I found myself in the position of having to choose if I wanted to fuck the man or have him take what he wanted anyway. Therefore, I usually gave in to their requests, even if I didn’t want to. Anything was better than getting raped again. That was a memory I never wanted to dredge up.
Instead of a cute dress and shoes, I decided to wear a new pair of jeans, a blouse and boots for my date. Tonight I had chosen to wear my blue pixie cut wig because it fit my casual sexy mood. I loved wearing “Tina” when I wanted to have some fun. I also made sure to put on my period panties. They were the least sexy lingerie I had. It was a defense mechanism. There was no way I wanted any man to see those undies, so it helped me keep my legs closed.
I knew better than to wear a skirt in this situation. I liked Baby, but he was used to women throwing themselves at him. I was not prepared to fuck on our first night together. I was trying to turn over a new leaf in my love life, and that meant trying to get to know a man before giving him what he really wanted. On my date with Matrix, I was expecting him to be all over me, and I was prepared to give it up. When he showed me respect, something inside me clicked. I now wanted more than just dick from a man.
Maverick glided to a stop in front of a modest home on the west side of Jacksonville. It was a nicely constructed neighborhood with middle class homes dotted around a cul de sac. I parked on the street in front of the address that Baby gave me. I made my way up the driveway admiring the pristine landscape with purple and gold flowers outlining the base of the grey home. It was not the kind of home I expected to see Baby living in. This looked like a family lived here. Or at the very least, a place he planned to have his family living one day. That kind of mindset was not what I associated Baby with. He was either a ruthless enforcer as the Sgt. At Arms of the MC or a jokester. Nowhere in his personality did it say this guy has a good head on his shoulders and plans for the future. Go figure.
Before I could remove my helmet, Baby stepped out of his home and watched me from the porch. His steely eyes cut into me, making my breath hitch. The man reminds me of a wolf on the prowl with his golden amber eyes that seem to glow in the dark. His perfectly arched eyebrows make it almost impossible to look away from him. My steps faltered, and I stood there in almost a trancelike state watching him run his hand through his impeccably groomed beard. He was sexy as hell, and he knew it. Arrogant did not even begin to describe Baby’s attitude. He was the kind of man who garnered attention wherever he went. Pair that with his infectious personality and he was quite a catch.
“You made it, I see. Wasn’t sure you were coming since you’re late. I have a good mind to put that sexy ass of yours over my knee. Show you not to waste my time.”
That statement snapped me back to reality. I checked the time on my phone and realized I was two minutes late. I knew he was trippin’. Hell, I operated on CP time, so technically, I was early.
“I know you’re not flexing at me over two minutes. Seriously, Baby?”
“The correct phrase is I am sorry for wasting your time, Baby. Please forgive my rudeness.”
I laughed. Dude had some serious control issues, and I was not one to be dominated. He had me all the way fucked up.
“Damn, I’m not even in the house yet and you’re trippin like this. Maybe I should get my sexy ass back on Maverick and forget this whole thing.”
There was a flicker of something sinister in his eyes when I said that. He wanted me to stay. That was evident from the thickness growing in his pants. This fucker was turned on. I knew I was a bad bitch. The jeans I wore accentuated my hour-glass figure that most men loved. My blouse covered my body but was see through. I wore a flesh tone bra, the material glimmered in the light, giving the illusion that my breasts were bare. Before I could turn around and head back down the driveway, Baby stepped up on me, picked me up and slung me over his shoulder. He swatted me on my ass as he carried me inside.
“Did I say you could leave, little girl? Stop throwing a tantrum and get your ass in the house.”
“Baby, put me down. I am not a little girl. Don’t you see all these curves? I’m a grown ass woman.”
“Quiet! I’ll let you know when it’s time to talk.”
“I will talk when I am good and damn ready. Who the hell do you think you are? You may have those club hoes in check, but you will never tame me! I will never bend to your will.”
The crazy man just laughed and continued carrying my ass into his house, locked the door and tossed me down on the couch. When I got my bearings, I rolled my eyes at him and got ready to stand up. One look from those ambers, and I was pinned to the seat like I was under a spell.
“Sit your ass down.”
He walked away, but I couldn’t move. I would be lying if I said that shit wasn’t hot, but I would never in a million years admit it to Baby. My panties were soaked. I had never been turned on by a man telling me what to do in my life. Usually if a man tried to dominate me, I was out of there. He could jerk his dick for all I cared because it was a red flag for me. However, coming from Baby, that shit had me salivating. My sex was flexing like it was searching for something to put inside it. Fuck! I was in trouble if this was how he was going to play tonight.
