Flesh And Fire

Fuck me sideways!! Not only was he Kelvin's father, he was my father's best friend and business partner. What if he went to my dad and sang like a bird about what I just did? Me: OMG, I’m so sorry, Mr. Williams. I meant to send that to someone else. Please don’t tell my dad I sent those to you! Oh god, I’m so embarrassed. I pulled the blankets over my head, trying to shield myself from the embarrassment that wouldn’t leave me alone. My cheeks felt like they were on fire; my heart was racing faster than it was before. Mr. Williams: Don’t be embarrassed, Amara. You’re very sexy. My eyes widened at his reply, and for a moment, my core burned. Mr. Williams was nearly my father’s age, but he had always been undeniably attractive. Angela and I had a huge crush on him in high school. He was the sole source of his sons good and handsome genes. I took a deep breath and decided to keep my response short. Me: Thanks. What the heck was I supposed to reply to that? "You're welcome"? O

My cheeks flushed red, and I stood up from my seat. “No! I’ll go, uh … get some of my pictures that I’ve taken. They’re in my room. Much better than a picture on a phone. Much, much better." I knew I was rambling, but I just could not bring myself to stop. My mouth just kept spewing rubbish. "You can’t ever see anything on those things. I’ll be right back,” I said, leaping out of my chair.Before I left the room, I gave Mr. Williams a pointed stare, trying to tell him that I was going to go get that damn vibrator and put it inside of me. For him. So he should keep his damned mouth shut and his blasted phone to himself. I rushed upstairs like my ass was on fire. “Fuck!” I said once I rushed into my room. “This really can’t be happening.” DId I do photography, yes. I had dabbled recently and even told Kelvin about it. That's probably where he got the idea to tease me from. I searched for a picture that looked semi-decent to bring down to show my father. Luckily, I found one that

Public service announcement, I'm a whore! Before you hear it from anyone else, I would be the first to tell you. I know I am fucking writing this and putting it out there, in public for everyone to read, but I need you to read with an open mind.I may have fucked my best friends father, but in my defense, he was Jamaican, had the biggest dick I have ever seen and before all that, I was an emotional wreck at the time. I had gone for a sleepover at my besties house, she had invited me and one of our closest mutual friends. I didn't want to go, but I did hoping to just talk and uplift my low spirits, but I guess you could say, I uplifted more than my low spirit.Immediately I stepped into her house, Amanda and Serena had immediately dived into their favorite topic of discussion, their boyfriends.“Victor is sooo good! He literally makes me come every time,” Amanda said, fanning herself.I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Here we go again. “Damian is just the same way!” Serena

It had taken a light apology to Amanda and Serena to get them off my back. I told them I had found Mr. Johnny's secret stash of alcohol somewhere in the kitchen and with how down and depressed I had felt that night when they spoke about their men, I had down a full bottle and crashed out in the balcony.Of course this only served to make Amanda pity me more and insist I take her boyfriends brother's phone number.I did. It was a small sacrifice to pay so she would get off my back and not think too far as to where I was and what I was truly doing that night.They had even set up a small party with all our mutual friends from college present, to disguise the "accidental date" they had planned for us to meet and "accidentally hit it off and fall in love" but Victor and his brother had run into an accident. Which was such a fitting irony. Another car had rearended their car. They were safe, but just deeply shaken so they had to cancel. I on the other had was already here at Amanda's hou

The thing is, I've never been a stranger to fuc'king older men, so I did not know how to respond to Mr. Johnny's words. Then, there was the thing I had going with my boyfriends dad. How could I completely belong to him, when I was a free bird that somehow belonged to my boyfriends dad too?Though it was a long time ago, and he's currently working outside the country, but we enjoy a good fuc'k whenever he was around.Did I tell you, I was fucking Logan's dad too? Well, It started when I caught my Logan’s dad stroking his big, fat cock one night after a football game. Logan had gone to bed early, blaming his exhaustion on his intense effort during the game. But I stayed up and snuck around his father’s house to get some water. Me and water, am I right? Wink wink... When I crept by Mr. Archer’s bedroom and heard the quiet grunts drifting out from the cracked door, I couldn’t stop myself from peeking into the room. Ever since then, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him,