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Mason is my
fantasy man. He would do whatever I asked in bed and he would not ask me twenty questions. He made me feel sexy not disgusting. If I could clone Mason and have my Mason clones fuck me in my pussy, my ass and my mouth all at the same time. That would be ideal. That could never happen. I can barely take it from my one Mason. Oh yes, he’s going to make me cream again.

He pushed his finger up in my ass and lifted me off his tongue. I can’t take it. I collapsed on his face after I felt the warmth of my orgasm seep from my pussy. I’m suffocating him. But I can’t move. My legs don’t work. I’m hot as fuck. My arms don’t work.

Mason gradually pulled his fingers out of my ass. He slapped my butt cheek and I gushed more cum on his buried face.

“Ma-son.”
I was out of breath. “Push me off you.”

Ma
son cradled my ass and gently rolled me over to my side. I was next to him on the floor. I was laying on his arm. He pulled it from underneath me and he turned to face me. His face was wet with sweat and cum. His hair was drenched. If his hair looked like that I wonder what mine looks like. It didn’t matter how disheveled or nappy I was. Mason would love me anyway.

I don’t know why Mason didn’t penetrate me with his power drill. He said something about
waiting until next time. All he was doing was making me think of him, long for him and lust for him. He thinks he’s so clever. He is so damn clever. Until next time.

*****

Next time came a week later. It was the third time I met up with him. That’s if I was counting and yes I was counting. We had a rendezvous at one of the properties he was rehabbing. The family that lived in the house was on vacation while Rizza Construction was adding on an additional floor to the one story house. Mason did his thing, which consisted of making me cum, hum, cream and scream. I crept from his strong arms like harlot that I am. Harlots need love too.

CHAPTER 5

Time passes fast when you’re up to no good. It was just yesterday that I was up to no good with Mason in some stranger’s house. Right here in my house something was amiss.

There was tension in the air. Jack was being quiet
and acting strange even for him. I know I haven’t slipped up and given anything away. I always had a fear of being caught. Today Jack had come home and been distant since he sauntered in.

My mother picked Trey up
from school today. She took her grandson to see a movie. Jack had gone to court today and by the looks of his odd mood, things hadn’t gone the way he hoped.

I was
lying on the bed reading an eBook on my Kindle Fire when he walked in the bedroom for the third time in ten minutes.

“Do you want me to make you something to eat?” I looked up from the Kindle screen.

“No, I can make my own meals.” He barked.

Excuse me Vanilla Ice. What’s eating Gilbert F-ing grape?
He must want something. Why else would he kept coming in here. I put my nose, face and eyeballs back in the Kindle.

“I’ve been waiting for you.”
He finally said after he realized I had got back to reading.

“Waiting for me to do what?”

“Love me back.”

I smiled. I was completely caught off guard and not sure what he meant. “What?” Was the only response I could come up with.

“I love you. I say it
to you and you kind of say it back but there is something missing.”

My smile was my defense.
I stood so I could mentally embrace his words. “Jack what are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about him.
The person we never mention.”

“There’s nothing to talk about
.” I frowned. Was this really the way this was headed? Back down Memory Lane and Mason Boulevard.

“You must have really loved him because you won’t even let me in.”

“No, I didn’t love him.” Another lie from me, I’m losing count. Cheater, liar, slut, what else?

“You’re lying.”

“Jack please.”
I poked my lips out. To be a liar is one thing but to be called one is another.

“You need to tell me now if I am only a rebound
… Am I the guy you use to get over him?”

“You are not a rebound.
That’s ridiculous.”

“I am
a rebound. I’m the guy that comes before you go and marry someone else?”

“
Somebody else? What are you talking about?”

“You know. Stop pretending that you don’t understand. It’s annoying.”

Crazy person, aisle three, paper goods and chemical section. No, that’s not funny. “Jack do we have to do this right now?” I was trying to find a way to stop the madness before it got heated and completely out of control.

“Yes we have to do this now. R
ight now is the perfect time. I’m tired of being nice.”

“So what’s that supposed to mean?”
My neck snapped back.

“It means. I’m not going to be in this relationship by myself. I’m in love with you. I’m not stupid Kari
, far from it. Sometimes I think you’re only with me passing the time until he is available. Do you really think he’s going to leave her? He’s not going to leave his wife. You can wait for him if you like torturing yourself but I’m not going to wait for you.”

“Jack you
’re trying to start an argument with me.”

“No, I’m trying to talk to you. Come clean.
Did you, do you love him?”

I took a
concentrated breath. There was no way I would confess to anything and as far as I could tell he didn’t know I had been cheating on him. “What do you want me to say to ease your mind?”

“Come clean, tell me
the truth. Tell me that after all this time you’re still in love with him. Tell me I’m wasting my time.”

“
Come clean, okay fine, Mason is in my past. He is like every other guy I dated before you, a non-motherfuckin’ factor.” Shit! The extra black came out. “He’s not in some special category. I don’t care what goes on with him and his wife. I do care what goes on with you and yours. Maybe you forgot but you’re still married. I think you’re stressed about your divorce and you’re projecting that on me and our relationship.”

Jack chuckled. “Kari, Kari y
ou are so clever. You want to deflect your unresolved issues with Mason onto me.”

“Would you give it up? I am not Diana!”

“Don’t mention that cunt to me!”

That’s it. It’s Diana. I wonder what went down in court today.
“Jack I love you but it’s a little hard to be all in when this is the second relationship I’ve had with a married man. So maybe I have five fingers in and five fingers out but at least all my fingers belong to me.”

“That’s
a low blow. You know I’m going through a divorce. If you dump me today I’m not going back to her. You know that. I have never lied to you. I was leaving her before we started this relationship. You know that. I never lied to you. I have been here for you from day one.”

“Did I ask you to?”
That was mean but I don’t owe him anything. He is really tripping.

“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that.”

“Yeah you pretend Mr. Perfect.”

“Mr. Perfect. That’s rich
. I’m too perfect. You can’t love me because I’m too perfect. I guess you’re used to being lied to and treated like number two instead of number one. Did Mason rough you up a bit? Do you like to be treated like shit and man-handled? I’m not enough of a brute for you.”

“
Aren’t you tired yet? Shut up already!”

“That’s it. I figured you out. What
did he do, choke you and slap you around?”

“Fuck you, Jack!”
Where was he getting this bullshit? This has to be about his wife.

“I need to know if I’m being used. Tell me when this rebound
carousel ride is over.”

Used. I never asked him for anything.
“Your insecurities make you an ugly man.”

“I’m done here. I will remove my things from your house by the end of the week.”

Jack grabbed his car keys off the top of the armoire. I couldn’t believe he was leaving me. I was in awe. He had made it to the bedroom door when my body jerked to run after him. I had literally jumped in front of him and blocked his descent down the stairs. He was going to have to push me down the stairs to get pass me. Hope he doesn’t do that.

“No!”
I shouted loud enough for my neighbors neighbors to hear me. Jack was hurting me this time. I did love him. I think I do.

I didn’t want him to go. I was a
cheating tramp. Truly I am, but damn. He was right to want to leave me but I wasn’t going to let him. I needed more time to get my shit together. I needed to break away from Mason and give myself completely over to Jack. I just needed him to hang in there with me just a little longer.

“Move.”

“I’m not going to let you leave!” Why was I the only one yelling?

“You can’t stop me.”
Jack looked down on me like I was a child.

I couldn’t physically stop him but I wanted to try. Why was I thinking like this?
“You’re not leaving this house!”

“Move Kari!” He roared not bothering to give me eye contact.

“No!”

“Why should I stay?”

“Because I do love you. I don’t understand why you think that I don’t. I do.” I
tried to push back on his stomach with my hands. His stomach was hard. I could feel his abs from underneath his shirt. I nudged his stomach again and this time he took a step back.

I eased my
hands under his shirt and ran my hands over his bare skin. My hands rolled around to his back. I pulled him close to me and held him. He was stiff as a board and he didn’t return my embrace.

I pulled back and lowered my hands to his
pants zipper. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. I tucked my hand into his boxer briefs and felt his manhood grow as I held it against my fingers.

“Don’t leave me, Jack.” I whispered
and I gently stroked his dick. He can’t leave if he’s sleep. I planned on wearing him out. I was going to throw my pussy on him. If that didn’t work I was going to channel my ancestors’ and throw their pussies on him. Whatever it took to make him stay.

Jack
was glaring at me and shaking his head. He was trying to think but I gather it was hard to do when I was holding his dick in my hand. He grabbed me by my jaw and directed his lips to mine. He kissed me slow, gentle and in a teasing way. He was kissing me and pulling me into the bedroom. That was a close call. He’s not leaving. He’s staying. That realization heated my insides. My nipples puckered and a wave of heat warmed my pussy.

I had Jack wrapped around my finger. Or was this all part of his plan? Maybe he had me wrapped around his finger?
I don’t know. Jack made my head spin. He was a heavy thinker just like me and I always thought he was out foxing me. I could never figure out what was real and what was contrived. This didn’t bother me about his personality. It intrigued me and turned me on. Jack was mysterious and alluring to me. He was guarded in ways I couldn’t really figure out.

I was completely naked before I realized it. Jack had distracted me with his mouth and
hands. He disrobed me. He only left me in my white cotton thong. He removed his shirt but was still in his slacks. Damn, he was a good lover. I had to admit that much to myself. His wife must be crazy to let him go. 

Jack
led me to the bed. I laid there and watched him as he watched me. He just stood over me. He sometimes did this. He would just stand in front of me while I was naked on the bed. It was something I thought odd at first then I started to be turned on by it.

I closed my eyes, placed my feet flat on the bed and spread my legs. I gave Jack exactly what he wanted, a clear view of my pussy. Now it was time for me to give him a show, make him think twice about ever threatening to leave me.

I grabbed my breasts with my hands and massaged them in deep circles. I caressed them and ran my fingers to my nipples and pinched them until they were pointing up at the ceiling.

Jack leered patiently. He loved to watch me touch myself.
He was a naughty voyeur. I loved the way he watched me with restraint. It was like he wasn’t turned on. It was like he could take my pussy or leave it. I felt so sexy feeling his eyes all over me. My pussy moistened at the thought of him entering me when he was good a ready.

I traced my hands from my breasts to my stomach. My fingertips danced around until they landed on the dense patch of hair that trailed to my pussy.

I raised my ass off the mattress and moved my thong to the side so Jack could get a close up. He always glared at me like I was a disgusting whore but he never treated me like I was one. It didn’t make a bit of sense but at the very moment he looked like he was going to throw holy water on me. Please Jack, come over here and exorcise this orgasm out of me.