Prohibited 2:Illicit Affairs(10)

By: Donnee Patrese

That didn’t help. It made us laugh harder.

When the laughter died down silence followed. The weight of the situation hit me and I felt the pressure in my chest.

“What am I going to do?”

Lorenzo sighed.

“I’m not sure Mike. Maria has really gotten to the boy.” He replied

“I’m not going to let her do the same thing to Mitchell.” I said running my fingers through my dark hair. “I refuse.”

“You have to admit though,” he said. “You did cheat on his mom. He’s not this angry for nothing.”

He was right. I fucked up. Not only did I sleep with his friend I did it while I was married to his mother.

“How do I make it right?”

Lorenzo and I were silent for a minute. Then he finally spoke.

“Well old friend, you have to give him some time. You have to work on his terms.”

I nodded in agreement, I can’t force him.

“In the meantime,” Lorenzo said grabbing his keys.

“You can do what I’m about to go do. Go have some amazing sex. That will cheer any man up.”

I laughed as I watched him walk through the kitchen and out the front door.

Chapter 5


“Come for me baby.”

His voice seemed so far away. I gripped the sheets trying not to orgasm. I wanted him between my legs forever.

He knew what I was doing and he was not going to let me have my way. He began to tease me with long slow strokes. Before I could get past the pleasure of his tongue on my tight wet hole, he was working my clit making my entire body shudder.

“Come!” He ordered, not letting up.

My body betrayed me and I exploded pulling his hair screaming his name. I laid there staring at the ceiling trying to catch my breath. My body was frozen and I couldn’t move even if I wanted to.

“My goodness. You have the incredible ability to soak the sheets like no other woman I’ve ever known.”

I laughed, not moving.

“Now is not the time to talk about other women.”

He chuckled running his fingers gently up and down my thighs. I laid there enjoying the last remnants of my intense orgasm. Suddenly I realized he was very quiet. When he’s suddenly quiet there’s usually something on his mind.

His fingers still caressed my legs but as I stared at him, I could tell he moved his fingers mindlessly. His thoughts were somewhere else.

I scooted down on the bed until I lay next to him. I started to run my fingers through his hair. I noticed quite a few strands of gray amongst the dark hair. I smiled. It just made him more attractive to me.

Finally he pulled himself from his own thoughts to look at me.

“What are you smiling about?” he asked.

I set up from my reclined position and leaned over to kiss him on the forehead.

“You have gray hair.” I stated.

He ran his own fingers through his hair and I could tell my comment made him feel a little self-conscious.

“I know.” He replied.

I ran my fingers through his hair one last time. It was slightly moist from sweat but as I combed through it more gray hairs appeared.

“I like the gray. It just adds to your sex appeal.” I said smiling.

He laughed then kissed me on my lips.

“You are amazing you know that.”

His emerald green eyes sparkled.

“You’re not so bad yourself.” I replied letting my hand trail down his back. His skin was smooth and I loved the contrast between my dark skin and his olive shade that gave away his heritage.

Then his green eyes went serious.

“I love you.” He said.

I knew he meant every word. I wanted to repeat the sentiment but something made me hesitate for a second. Guilt maybe?

Just then there was a loud knock at the door. I didn’t know who it could be but I was relieved that there was something to take his mind off the fact that I didn’t return with my own words of love.

The beating on the front door was persistent and seemed incredibly urgent.

“Who the fuck is that knocking at your door like a lunatic?”

Suddenly it dawned on me and I felt like I was going to faint. Mikey is the only one I knew who would bang on my door like a crazy man. He doesn’t give a shit whether he disturbs my neighbors or not.

There was no way I could let Mikey in with Michael here. What if he says something to Michael about us? Just the thought made me sick to my stomach. I jumped out of bed and pulled on a pair of panties from off the chair and my shorts still lying on the floor where Michael tossed them.

“I’ll see who it is and tell them to go away. My guess is it’s just Julia having guy troubles.” I tried to lie convincingly.

He didn’t fall for it.

“I’ll come with you. It’s too late for someone to be banging on your door like that, no matter who it is.”