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I was tired,
dreary.
My feet hurt from the loafers
I was wearing.
I had been interviewed
moments before.
She was nice.
The woman who interviewed me was nice.
I felt worn out though.
I was tired.


I wasn’t at my best.
My eyelids felt heavy.
I felt faint.
Eyesight a little blurry
from lack of sleep.
My belt was tied a bit too tightly,
making it slightly difficult to breathe.


A father,
holding the hands of
his two small sons,
catcalled me,
as I waited on the steps
of the Westin hotel
for my ride to
pick me up.


A man,
twice my age,
a role model for his two children
catcalled me,
while he scorched holes in my body,
as he scrutinized me
head to toe.


I suddenly wanted to disappear,
completely uncomfortable inside.
I felt violated.
I wanted to cry,
and all the prior times when grown men
approached like snakes
came back to me.


All the times
years ago
I thought I forgot about
when I was only fourteen
and men asked me if I ‘was single.’
Each time he asked me, 'How old are you.
You look young,’
as if young was a pick up line,
a compliment,
burning scars into my memories.


As if barely legal,
a minor,
was attractive.
Some sort of sick, twisted fantasy
of his
to deflower
a virgin.


When I was fourteen
and he asked,
'How old are you?
Seventeen?’
in an unsettling
overly-intrigued
sort of manner.


And when I told him I
was only fourteen,
his eyes glossed over in
fear of the law,
and told me that it
'was just a joke.’


but it didn’t feel like a joke to me.


Now though,
I am not even protected by the law.
Completely on my own
to fend for myself.
To protect my rights
from him.
To protect my body
from him.
Because I am 'legal’ now,
but I don’t feel 'legal’ now.


As he entered the revolving door
he was gone,
yet his ghost continued to haunt me.
I felt scared,
petrified when a man’s car slowed down
in front of me.
I was convinced
I would be
defenseless,
killed,
though he was only dropping off
passengers
and luggage.


I called the driver,
in my insecurity.
She was supposed to be here,
to pick me up.
I asked her where she was
and she became furious,
telling me she’d be there soon,
and I said 'ok,’
even though all I could think is
'I might not be here soon though.
I am not safe.’


and so I sat there,
palms sweating,
wanting to be invisible.
And when the driver rolled up,
and asked me 'where to,’
I said 'home’
though I had previously planned
to go shopping instead.


I wanted nothing more
than to be under my covers,
protected in a confined room,
safe.

—  V.I.P.P.
Valentines Surprise By: Y. Black

“Hey daddy, I’m missing you like crazy. I know you’re busy on Fridays, but I just wanted you know you’re the greatest gift I could ever ask for.”

I left voicemails like this often when Benny out of town, the fact that it was the Friday before Valentine’s Day really didn’t play a factor.  See he traveled for work a lot and I was a project manager for an engineering firm. We have been married just shy of three years. We’ve been good considering the hectic schedules we maintain. Most couples probably wouldn’t survive the obstacles we face as far as distance and time but we make it work for us.

I often have long hours when he’s home, well and when he’s away. Usually two weeks out of the month Benny was working out of his corporate office in Atlanta. But there’s times where he’d have a driver pick me up around lunchtime and fly me up to the A for dinner and to spend quiet evenings usually overlooking the city in different hotels. My favorite had to be The Loews hotel or The Westin downtown.  I mean it’s no better feeling than having my man in me with city as my backdrop.
Then there’s the time when my King is in town. He was always doing the most for me and I adored him for it. I remember the one time he picked me up in a Ferrari. You should have seen how the jokers in my parking lot at my job were gawking. Hell to be honest I was gawking too, but my eyes were on the clean cut brotha that got out the scorching ride. He made that Miami heat even hotter if it was even possible. I instantly started fucking him with my eyes. The suit he wore accented his build with a precision only the Egyptians knew. And OMG that fresh lineup had my pussy leaking “first quarter” as he’d say. Shit I’m wet just recalling it. Sheesh that’s another story for another day though.

Bae been good to me always had been. I already had his gift taken care of but he deserves so much more. So me, I did something different this year. Usually there was a white trail of rose petals that met his feet at the door. I’d usually leave my special guy a note along with his favorite snack milk and cookies. Chocolate chip with walnuts just like he liked them. This year though I was thinking outside the box.

When I got notice of the trip a few weeks, the wheels in my head began to turn. I had a few good ideas come to me. I reached out Janet, his secretary; to get the ball rolling on this plan. She was so helpful in the process of putting all this together.  He was booked a 1 o’clock flight from ATL to MIA, or so you thought. Janice called him at 11:30 with a new itinerary, with a destination of Colorado Springs. As the story goes the western division called short notice meeting for the afternoon. He had to absolutely be there as representation for the Southeast division.

“Hey Baby” you grumbled. I could tell you were completely livid.

“Hey Papi, what’s wrong? I can’t wait to be in your arms.” You sighed and there was a long silence. “Papi, you there?”

“Yeah baby I’m here. So I probably won’t be home til’ super late Sunday or early Monday morning.”

“What the hell?” I had to put on my Oscar hat because we couldn’t let you know I was in on it. “What are you talking, you’re supposed to be here. You’ve been gone all week an now I can’t even have you until Monday?”

“I know love, I know… they called a last minute meeting this evening out in Colorado. I’m so damn pissed right now baby.”

“Think how I feel right now. This is the worst Valentines ever.” I sobbed a little bit to add to the drama. I was good act this acting thing.

“Baby I’m so sorry. Have you finished the book I got you a couple weeks ago?”

“Ummm no. Why what’s up Papi?”

“Well go ahead and run a nice bubble bath and breeze through a couple of chapters baby. Pour up a glass of wine while you’re at it.

“Ok daddy, I’ll try to keep calm.”

“Please do, I am about to hop on this flight. I will call you soon as we land baby…. I’m sorry love.”

“Daddy, its ok go be that HNIC. Muah baby.”

“Muah, thanks love.”

I was already in place. Nervousness consumed me the next three and a half hours. I pondered how he would respond, would he like this? There was so many things swirling around in my head. I mean I’ve done things like this before but the little things I did do weren’t anywhere near on this scale. I was a wreck so I took Benny’s advice and had a glass of wine and soaked in the tub.  This place was heaven on earth. I think I was slightly beyond proud of myself. From the coziness of the place to the hot tub on the deck overlooking the mountain.

I got that call soon as he touched down just as he said. His tone still sounded blah. It was a quick conversation as I knew he had to touch basis with Janet to get his hotel information. As the story goes, the hotel chain his company (Blaze Communications) uses was booked but they had a lodge available. He brought every bit of. I was surprised how gullible he was being. Janet text me that everything was going off without a hitch and that he should be to me in about 30 minutes. That was my queue, I laid out the freshly cut strawberries I sat the massage oils on the night stand. I found a way to get my music to play from my phone on to the speakers throughout the entire log cabin. I went ahead and cut the lights. I had the fireplace going. It was rare for us to see fireplaces being from Miami so it was an added umph.

I went ahead and put on my special outfit I’d I picked up from a boutique before I caught my flight. It was a red lace bra and panty set, to match the theme of the occasion. The bottoms were boy shorts, just thing type he loved to see on me. I just wished the front said kiss me like one of those little candies from back in the day.

I took a selfie and almost sent it to him, but remembered I wasn’t home and he’d know. Dodged a major bullet there. Aside from that I also had a couple cigars, (which also fancied) set out as I filled the tub back up. My king deserved pampering.

It wasn’t too long before I heard him fidgeting at the door. I scurried across the floor to quickly lay in front of the fireplace. I could see his sexy self centered the door but I wasn’t quite in his line of sight. I could see the look of bewilderment on that face of his face as you caught wind of the music playing in the background. Sitting his bags down his arms stretched towards the ceiling. It took everything in me not to jump up and run, leap in your arms and shower him with my long overdue kisses. Slowly my man began to walk unknowingly in my direction.  Head on the swivel as he strolled through, taking the sites of the cabin as it as unfamiliar to him.

The moment your eyes met mine, the biggest smile came upon you face. Honestly it was more than a smile it was you were blushing hard as hell. Crazy as it is, it made me start blushing right along with you. We missed each other something terrible. I started to get up from my perch in front of the fire place, but he put his hand up for me to stop. Walking over with that sexy walk, I swear he gave Denzel a run for his money.
“Baby so you mean to tell me my meeting in Colorado Springs, Colorado was for you?”

“Ummm… yes baby?”

“Hmph… my meeting was for Jasmine Lashae Spence?”

“Yes sir daddy.”

“Hmph, damn lady you have me blushing something serious over here.”

“Well Mr. Spence, I know you work hard and every year you go above and beyond for me.  This year I want to show my gratitude.” I plant my lips on your warm lips and it’s as though electricity is flowing through us. He cupped my ass like I liked just as hands began roaming your chest.  We were always very passionate when we embraced. But the crackle and glow of the fireplace seemed to only heighten the moment. He broke the kiss abruptly to stare into my eyes, you didn’t say a word yet I knew everything you were saying. “I love you too baby, so much more than you’ll ever know.”
He kissed me feverishly. His strong hands began exploring more parts of me. It wasn’t even overly sexual yet but I couldn’t take it. I rolled him over onto your back and straddled his torso. “I’ve missed you so much.” I planted a kiss on his chest as I started to unbutton the shirt thast covered his melanin rich skin. I had to pause and lay m head on his chest and listen to heart beat. It was strong like a drum from the Serengeti. The passion bled from my man’s eyes, he was in love with me and there was no doubt about it. Just as equally the flames inside of me for him raged strong.
Even though my thong was drenched and I wanted him. My pussy was not his gift; at least not tonight. Besides if I knew him I would be his midnight snack. I slid up his chest and put my mound right up to his lips. “Do as the panties say Papi.” He puckered and I rolled my hips to the rhythm of Joe’s “I Wanna Know” that was playing in the background. Our lips met albeit through the fabric, it still sent waves throughout my frame. He quickly pushed them to the side turning my pussy from thong covered to Kelvin covered in mere seconds. I was lost forgetting my original plan, as he feast like I was the last supper and he was on death row. Instinctively I began grinding and matching pace and I reached back grabbed a hold of the tent. Fuck I wanted him but I had to be strong. “Baby… MMM Baby…” I called out to him.
“Hmmm.” He was still muffled by my pussy. I tried to slide back, but his big hands gripped my ass and pulled me in closer. Fuck, that was all it took and I was in ecstasy.  And according to our pact I had to return fire. As it goes if he makes me cum while downtown, I have to make him cum while downtown. If not I’d have to pay up. 100 dollars to be exact. And it worked both ways but he had to pay 250, cause’ I just got it like that. After I came down I turned to my task at hand. I released the beast took my finger across the tip wiping up all the pre-cum that had accumulated. Looking back over my shoulder show him my glazed finger tips, “oh really daddy? This is going to be easy.” I slurped my finger slowly and turned back to my dick. Just as fast as I had wiped it clean, it was glistening again with a fresh coat of clear goodness.  I swallowed his shit in one motion, I felt his body lock and he moaned so deep my pussy lips quivered. My slick ass leaned back to give his ass more of a taste. Dick in mouth I undid his pants beneath me so I could get to them balls. The way he was moaning into my pussy was about to have me cum all over again. I thought about how much I had paid to get his ass out here and was like nope, not going to have me in the hole for this second nut. I moved back out of his reach and committed homicide on his joystick. With one hand juggling his balls the other jacking the base of his dick, his joystick began to twitch. I spun my whole body around so that now I was completely between his legs. I throated his ass three times back to back to back. The last time I went from dick to ball slurping them good and loud like Wesely Pipes say “you ain’t got not table manners.” Damn right! That was me. I heard Bae gasp and that was all she wrote. I stuck my tongue out and caught every drop of him.


“Come on baby let’s get you cleaned up.”

“Sheesh, give me a sec… that was too real.”

“Well you know.”

“You know that’s why you have my last name right?”

“Oh really, well what about all of this?” I slapped my ass and swished my hips.

“Oh but of course baby.”

“I thought so, now come on here before your water gets too cold.”

“Who told you that you can cater to me?”

“Ha… well that’d be me.”

“Well tell me that she winning.”

“Bring your ass on.” I was glad my plan went smooth.




Special thanks to @deebott you were absolutely stunning in the pic… salute

Feline Felix...

I’ve been on Seeking Arrangement for a few months. I’ve met plenty of guys, have arrangements going with a couple of guys but never did I think I would run into this issue. 

I’m legitimately attracted to my Sugar Daddy that I just met. 39 tall, dark, HANDSOME…. Conversations and laughs flowed at dinner. There was chemistry that I actually wanted. When the plates were cleared off our table, he reached out his hands to grab mine…  In that spark of a moment, I knew I was done for. The restaurant we went to was in a Westin hotel right next to a golf course. He wanted to walk the golf course trail barefoot with me. I catch myself smiling while writing about this moment because it was just a fun idea. Typical Aquarius man. 

Alone on the green he wraps in his arms around me and comments, “I never thought this would happen, that I would be so into it,” and kisses me. Thus, we were both thinking the same thing. His previous encounters were of girls who didn’t look like their picture, or they came off rude and greedy for money and mine were of older men that I usually bullshitted my feelings for.

Since it was early in the night we agreed to go back to his place but throughout the night he kept asking, 

“Is that okay with you?” 

“Are you doing okay?” 

“Are you uncomfortable?”  

He cared. He cared about me and how I was feeling. (Which all SD should do.) The difference was, his voice was so kind and gentle. Sincerity was in his voice, eyes and body language. I like him, a lot. I find myself wanting to communicate with him, I check my stupid phone often… I’m setting myself up for failure basically. 

I looked online for help for what happens when you start to fall for your SD. Everyone said to end it. Granted he’s not married but he is near the end of his divorce with his EX. Regardless, I am considering it even after one date. I’m a Scorpio, and there’s no gray. Just black and white. I love passionately. He’s an Aquarius. Unpredictable with his feelings. Like a cat. lol Feline Felix. I’ll have an update soon. 

One Night Stand (2)

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A groan leaves my throat as I’m blinded by the sunlight coming through the wall to wall window. My head throbs and I feel around the bed, no one is on the other half. I groan and roll out of my bed. My toes are greeted with the white plush carpet. I hear some whistling coming from the kitchen. I trudge to put on some sweatpants and a shirt. I then go down the staircase and turn the corner to the kitchen.

There in front of the stove is a messy haired girl in my white shirt from the night before. I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. I bury my head in her neck and press a kiss to it.

“What you cooking, good looking?” I mumble in between kisses.

“Pancakes and bacon. Good for a hangover.” She giggles as she flips one of the pancakes. Then it hits me, I just cheated on my fiance with a stranger I know nothing about.

“What time is it?” I pull away from her and look at the clock. 11 am. My fiance would be back with her son in an hour. “I’m so sorry, sweetie. My fiance will be back soon and I got to clean up. Do you want me to call you a cab?”

“Um, yeah that’d be great. I’m gonna get dressed.” She turns off the stove and hurries up to my bedroom. I notice when she walks on the catwalk that overlooks the whole apartment that she wasn’t wearing any panties. it took everything in my power not to run up to my bedroom and bury my face between her legs.

I shake the thought away and go to clean up the dishes that the girl from the night before had made in an attempt of trying to make me breakfast. I put the dishes in the dishwasher and look around the apartment. I then remember the broken dish on the floor from the night before. I slowly go over to where the dish had landed after being thrown at my head.

“She’s my sister! How do you expect me not to help her out in her in a time of need!?” Alice snaps defensively at me from across the dinner table. Her son, Robert, looks at me with big sad eyes. He looks down at his steak his mother cut up for him.

“Time of need? Going through a divorce because she cheated on her husband is in now way a time of need!” I yell as I pick at my steak. “You in no way needed to spend a million dollars on buying her a house on the beach! You can’t keep wasting my money on pointless shit!”

“Do not raise your voice in front of my son!” Alice yells at me. “You know better than anyone how important a handout or two is.” Alice takes a sip of her wine. I slam my fist onto the table, making both our drinks shake.

“You know very goddamn well that I earned my money that you’ve been leaching off of!” I yell loudly. Robert lowers his head and has stopped picking at his steak. “I’ve been supporting you since high school.”

“That’s bullshit! I make some m-” Alice starts but I cut her off.

“Some! The amount of money you’ve made in your lifetime doesn’t even cover half of one semester at your son’s special elementary school. That I’m paying for by the way.” I snap at her, shoving my fork into my steak angrily. Alice lets out a deep huff and storms up from her seat, holding her plate and starts to march up the stairs.

“Oh yeah, walk away from the fight and buy some high heels.” I mock up at her. She stops on the fifth stair, glaring at me. I can see the rage flowing through her body.

“We are not having a fight.” Alice says through gritted teeth.

“Oh yeah, sure.” I said, rolling my eyes. Alice let out a loud shriek of anger and a plate was broken on the floor.

“You are so fucking irritating! You’re a sarcastic fuck!” Alice screams loudly. “I’m staying with my sister until you get your shit together!”

“Have fun staying at the house I’m paying for!” I yelled. A few minutes later Alice was huffing out of the door with Robert’s arm in her grip carrying two big suitcases.

She’s done this before, walk out after a fight. She stays in Westin hotel suite for a night, orders room service and gets a massage while Robert swims in the pool. Then she comes back and schedules a therapy session that we go to once then have some make up sex. This all happens within a span of three days. She’s never broken the routine.

I hear some heels click down the stairs, the girl from the night before is standing on the last step. She has a shy smile on her face. I open one of the bottom drawers and pull out the last pill of our Plan B. I pull out a glass and fill it with some water, passing it to her.

“Just in case.” I mumble handing it to her. “I used a condom but I figured just better to be safe.”

“Yeah thanks. I don’t need a little one running around yet.” She chuckles swallowing it with some water. “I’ll see you.”

“See you.” I smile, holding the door for her. She smiles back at me before disappearing forever. I throw away the box and put the glass in the dishwasher.  Just as I do that, the elevator dings. I turn to see Alice with Robert right behind her. I secretly smirk in victory.

I know not to say anything; She’ll put her stuff away, have a drink, call the therapist, then have sex. She comes back down from the bedroom and follows her routine. Robert goes to play with his friend and Alice looks at me. She wraps her arms around my neck and presses kisses all over me.

“I called the therapist.” She whispers in my ear. She throws her leg around my waist and grinds her crotch into mine. “He says we’ll meet on Thursday.”

“Dr. Masters?” I question putting my hands on her hips. She grunts in agreement.

“He said we’ll talk one on one and then as a couple.” She mutters, lowering herself down. She starts to undo my sweatpants. She mumbles something as she starts to lower her mouth on me. I let out a shaky breath. She bobs her head up and down on my length. I feel a pit in my stomach as she continues.

“Fuck, Alice. I’m gonna-” I groan, gripping at the couch. Alice looks up from me with a confused look on her face.

“Have you wanked off recently?” She asks, eyebrows lowered. “It usually takes longer to cum for you. Unless you’re still sensitive?”

Fuck. She knows me so well.

“Y-yeah. I woke up with morning wood. I um.. cancelled it out.” I groan.

“Well if you’ve came twice today, you’ll cum the second you’re inside me.” Alice complains. “You know I don’t like when you do that.”

“I’m sorry, you weren’t here to help me out.” I say, a little bit snappish.

“Yeah, I was at Ashley’s because you were being such a dick!” Alice screams at me.

“You’re spending a shit ton of money while planning the most expensive wedding in history.” I yell back. Ashley lets out another scream of anger. “I understand that you’re used to having everything bought and paid for by other people and never having to work but come on. I make a lot of money, but I earned it.”

“MOTHER FUCKER!” She screams, getting up to me. “I’m staying with my sister! I’ll see you at therapy!”

She storms out of the apartment again. Forgetting both her son and her stuff. I’ll send a taxi to pick her son up and take him to his aunt’s. Home alone again. Before i know it, it’s time for bed and then work. I send Alice a quick text asking if she got to her sister’s okay, along with Robert.

Die Elbphilharmonie is a concert hall in the HafenCity quarter of Hamburg, Northern Germany. Construction work is scheduled to end in Oct 2016, with an announced opening date in Jan 2017. Parts of the building will be rented by the Westin Hotel Hamburg; the upper floors west of the concert hall will accommodate apartments.