The night had been quite a long one for Omarion. The fun he had was such he had not had in a long while. At exactly 3 am in the morning, Omarion woke up beside his two whores; Beth and Suzy on the bed. He pushed both ladies aside and managed to pull himself up. Omarion reached for his coat that lay on the bare floor. His eyes were drowsy and he felt a slight and sharp pain cut through his forehead. He held his forehead while he staggered to the door and opened it.The ride home was not an easy one. Omarion was stack drunk. It was just a miracle that he got home that morning safe and sound without getting into an accident. As he opened the door to the house, he fell to the ground. Madam Louisiana who had barely fallen asleep since Omarion had not returned home in a long while jumped from her sleep. She grabbed a stick and tiptoed to the living room where she heard the noise.Immediately she turned on the lights in the living room, she saw Omarion. “Goodness!” she exclaimed living the

Isis Talon had woken up early and got dressed for her mission. The gown she wore laced on her body revealing those curves Phoenix was talking about. “Shhhh….you look breath-taking” Phoenix hyped. Isis turned around to check her buttocks and how tight the gown held every part of her body. Thankfully, she could breathe. “Phoenix, are you sure this is the right choice? I don’t even like blue and this gown is. Then, it’s tight” she complained. “Come on, Isis…Don’t be local…this is the trend” Phoenix said as she stood behind Isis in the mirror staring at her gorgeous body from the mirror. “Your boss would kill to have you as a snack for breakfast” Phoenix said.“There we go again…Phoenix” she called out and picked her bag. “I’m off” Isis pecked her on the cheeks and zoomed off.The ride to the office wasn’t a long one..Isis couldn’t wait to get it done and dusted. She stepped down from the car and shut the door behind her. she drew in a long breath as each step she took gave her goosebumps

Isis Talon had woken up early and got dressed for her mission. The gown she wore laced on her body revealing those curves Phoenix was talking about. “Shhhh….you look breath-taking” Phoenix hyped. Isis turned around to check her buttocks and how tight the gown held every part of her body. Thankfully, she could breathe. “Phoenix, are you sure this is the right choice? I don’t even like blue and this gown is. Then, it’s tight” she complained. “Come on, Isis…Don’t be local…this is the trend” Phoenix said as she stood behind Isis in the mirror staring at her gorgeous body from the mirror. “Your boss would kill to have you as a snack for breakfast” Phoenix said.“There we go again…Phoenix” she called out and picked her bag. “I’m off” Isis pecked her on the cheeks and zoomed off.The ride to the office wasn’t a long one..Isis couldn’t wait to get it done and dusted. She stepped down from the car and shut the door behind her. she drew in a long breath as each step she took gave her goosebumps

Omarion felt a slitter of happiness sweep him off his feet. His heart was filled with immense joy. So, he really was the champ! Omarion felt fulfilled. But then, only smiled at Isis. “Repeat that” he ordered. Isis knew where he was heading to but then, she was scared that he would ask for the condition immediately as she saw in her dream. Isis heaved a sigh. “The final warning for you, Isis Talon. You never keep me waiting” Omarion made clear. “Yes! Sir…I apologize” she pleaded. Omarion took the cup of coffee on his table and sipped.Isis folded her hands just beneath her breasts making Omarion to fix his eyes right there. “I want my job and so I agree to your conditions” Isis said. “What conditions?” Omarion asked pretending not to know. He just found solace in forcing it out of her mouth. Isis fully knowing well that he wouldn’t stop until she spilled it raw decided to give in. Besides, it will only be once and never again. “I am ready to be your fuck mate” she said. Omarion sucked

“Liz…Liz…” Omarion murmured. Isis took a halt and turned around to see Omarion. “Thank goodness! I thought you will not be conscious soon”, Madam Louisiana exclaimed. “Liz?” Isis thought. Instantly, she let a frown making a line appear in between her eyebrows. How could he call someone else’s name when she was the one that saved him? Is that how an ingrate he is? Isis thought. She opened her mouth to say a word but Madam Louisiana’s expression cut her short. Then, she swallowed her words.“Omarion, what happened to you? What was it? Is it a fever? Are you feeling better?” Madam Louisiana asked in one breath. Isis noticed the strong affection the woman had for Omarion and silently wished she had someone like that although; her best friend was up to the task. She felt a cold air of pity brush through her mind as Madam Louisiana took Omarion’s hands in hers. “Enough already! You should leave”, Isis Talon said to herself. She walked out of the mansion unnoticed. Madam Louisiana was too