Short Story
The Start Of Newness
His IM popped up while I was at work doing billing. See, I work as an accountant for a government contractor.
His IM read “Do we know each other?”
I guess he asked that question because of the amount of mutual friends we had in common.
I reply back “No I don’t think I’ve seen you before. I write for a publication called Max Magazine. You should go check out the site when you get a chance. By the way what exactly do you do?” thinking he would say he was an up and coming rapper like most of the men in the DMV. To my surprised he told me he was a producer/ DJ and that I should check out some of his work he did with a popular DC rapper name Hits. It was so surreal that he said that because Hits was on our first cover of Max Magazine which I told him. I then introduced myself to him “Hello my name is Jayla. I’m very surprised that we haven’t met yet being that we have so many mutual friend in the industry. Here is my BBM Pin number if you ever want to talk business. I’m actually working with some local talent that I’d love to get your opinion on.”
“Sure.” he typed back. He then gave me his email address and that was that. At least that’s what I had thought.
When I got home I send him Alumni’s tracks off of their mix tape. I hit him up on BBM to let him know that the tracks where in his inbox. I had never gone on his Facebook page to really find out who he was or for that matter to see what he looked like. His profile picture on his BBM profile was nicer than what I expected.
I thought to myself “He is way too talented to look this good.”
He hit me back and instantly and said something about my BBM profile picture which was one of my urban modeling images I did a few months back.
“You’re a model?” he asked.
“Yes I’ve been modeling for 3 years. Last year I became a Core Model” I replied.
He quickly responded back “Wow I just became a Core DJ myself. I was down in Orlando. Where you at the Retreat?”
I instantly begin to laugh. I couldn’t believe that we where in the same facility and didn’t come across one another.
“Yes I was there. You know what? I never asked you what your name is.”
“It’s John” he wrote.
I was relieved that it wasn’t some ghetto ass name that I couldn’t pronounce. From the moment he told me his name I knew that there was something positive about this man. The more and more we BBM’d the more and more I couldn’t believe that we had never seen one another. Through BBM we learned that we both have child/ren, went to school for accounting/finance, and we are both very driven individuals that will stop at nothing to achieve our goals. Talking to him made me feel like there was a catch.
“Can it be this right already? I mean it’s only been a few days. Should I be feeling this way towards him?” I kept asking myself.
Whatever it was I wasn’t ready to let it go and play the “what if” card so I kept presuming. Our conversation over the next couple of days contained the ex files, regrets, and thing that we had overcome to become better people. For the first time in a long time I managed to lay a lot of things on the table. A friendly conversation had made it way into something so much more than either one of us had expected.
After weeks of talking and BBMing back and forth, I decide to get up the nerve to invite John over to watch a movie. To my shock he agreed to come over later that night. I was excited but nervous at the same time. This was our first meeting. Would I live up to his expectations? I was willing to take that chance. He had agreed to meet me at my apartment at 10:00 PM which gave me plenty to do my hair, hop in the shower and get dress. The last thing I wanted to do is smell like cleaning products when he arrived. After going through a bag of new clothes that I had just purchased from Wet Seal I decide to wear dark gray leggings and a light gray tank top. I wanted to stay conservative being that we where only watching DVDs. I went through boxes of movies and selected some titles that might spark his interest. While digging through the box my door bell rung. I walked over to the door and made one final attempt to look myself over before opening the door. I felt good about everything so I opened the door. He stood 6”3 with a complexion kissed by the sun. His lips alone were enough temptation to drive me insane especially since I hadn’t had sex in months.
“Hey” he said while embracing me with a hug.
“Hey John come on in. You can take your shoes off and place them up against the walls. I don’t do shoes on my carpet” I said and a playful but serious tone.
He removed his sneakers and I showed him to my bedroom. We could sit in my living room because I had no couch to sit on or no television out there to watch. I told him that he could get comfortable on my bed and I’d grab the movies.
As I went back to the living room I said to myself “Please don’t do anything your going to regret doing. You’ve been doing good resisting temptation. This is just a movie date” I reassured myself.
I grabbed the movies and reenter the room.
“So I have this movie on Petey Greene life. I heard it was good. It’s called Talk to Me” I said.
“I’ve never heard of him” he said.
I explain to him that Petey Greene is a legend in DC for being one of the biggest media personalities the area has ever known. It caught his interest so I place the disc in the DVD player and hit play. I got on the bed and instantly got comfortable in his arms. As the movie started to play he kissed my shoulder gently. A sense of familiar pleasure raced throughout my entire body. His lips were as warm silk. He began rubbing his figures down the silhouette of my body. Before I could blink our lips were engaged in a kiss. Something so simple felt so big. My heart was racing because the thoughts in my mind wanted more but the feelings in my heart told me kissing was more than enough. I had my share of sexual escapades that lead to me being alone in the end. I was at the point in my life where I need more and I deserved more than I had ever allowed myself to have. It was way too early to determine how things would go with John. I mean after all it was our first date. I turned on my side thinking that it would decrease the sexual tension that was in the air. It did subside for a bit but then it heated back up.
“Kiss me” he whispered in my ear.
I did as he commanded. This time we engaged in a passionate french kissed. We didn’t stop there. He pulled my breast out of their B cups and devoured each of them into his mouth. His scent alone had me wide open. I gave in. Neither one of us could no longer fight destine. John peeled my gray leggings and Victoria Secret panties off as quickly as possible. He took my legs into his arms and pulled me down to the edge of the bed were he started to eat my pussy.
“John. Fuck. Damn this feels good” I eagerly moaned
Close to my orgasm, I gently pressed his face into my pussy more. My moans grew intensely. I could feel my nectar blast out of me and into his mouth. I look at him then slowly pulled him up from the floor. I kissed him with my nectar still in his mouth. There was know need to speak. We spoke using our eyes. His looks made it that more intense.
