It was an early evening and Reina had just gotten
home from work. Working on site as an Assistant Manager was so convenient and made
going home so much easier. She did not have to worry about traffic or even get in
her car for that matter. Her apartment was only a few a steps from the leasing
office.
After several years in the education field, Reina
had decided to move back to her home state of Texas and it wasn’t too long
before she had found a job as a leasing consultant. She stayed with a childhood
friend when she first relocated, but quickly found employment in a new
industry, property management. The management company she worked for managed
three communities, all of which were close by. She was recently promoted to
assistant manager, but unfortunately had to move onsite. She wasn’t all that
thrilled initially, but she grew to love her new apartment. This could be a
much needed break from a special “neighbor” who used to live in a building next
to her. It was way too convenient and her heart could not take any more
rejection. Maybe the distance would be good for her, even if it was only a few
miles down the road.
As she set her stuff down, she went straight to her
bedroom for a change of clothes. Looking around she was quickly reminded of
needing to clean her apartment. Reina made a mental note on her “to do” list
for the weekend.
She knew she should have changed into her gym
clothes, but she was feeling lazy that evening and wanted it to be low key and
relaxing. Perhaps some TV, a hot bath and nice dinner would be enough to help
her unwind from the day. She slipped
into an old t-shirt and shorts and headed straight to the kitchen.
Reina stood in front of her fridge and tried to make
a decision about what to make. It was nights like this that a personal chef
would be to die for. Her options were limited so she didn’t have much to choose
from. It was either salmon or chicken. As she tried to decide on her evening
menu she poured herself a glass of white wine in her favorite glass. While she
drank her wine, she noticed Peanut, her Chihuahua had made his way into the
kitchen.
“Peanny, Peanny,” she said in that annoying baby
talk that people do when they talk to their animals. “Are you hungry too?”
In her defense she only did it when no one was
around or it was only her girlfriends or family. That was not a habit she
wanted to display around some hot guy. But then again, it was not like she had
had a trail of hot men parading through her apartment anyhow. Peanut looked uninterested in what she had to
say. He sniffed the kitchen floor and quickly turned around and headed back to
the living room. He jumped onto the couch and made himself at home. Within a
few seconds he was fast asleep.
Reina finally decided to cook the salmon in addition
to making a side salad. It seemed easy and she was incredibly hungry, so it
would be a quick dinner to make. While she waited for it to finish cooking, she
flipped through the TV channels to see if anything caught her eye. As usual,
nothing interesting was on. However, something else caught her attention.
She glanced over at the dining table and noticed
that her phone had lit up. A text message had come through. She had a feeling
she already knew who the message was from. The text message read:
I’ll
be there in ten minutes.
Her prediction was right and sure enough, it was
from him, Jackson. She had forgotten he was supposed to borrow her car the next
day. So much for the distance she thought she would get from him since her
move. Reina did not mind helping him when he needed it and vice versa. He was
like her family away family. Having lived next to him for the last couple years
she grew very fond of his presence.
Reina checked on the timer and it was about to go
off. She took out the salmon and placed it on the counter. Almost
simultaneously, she heard a very faint knock. As she walked towards the door,
she grabbed the keys. Peeking through the peep hole, she verified that it was
Jackson.
She partially opened the door to avoid Peanut trying
to make a quick dash to the newly presented exit. Fortunately for her, he
didn’t seem the least bit interested. He raised his head, looked in the
direction of the door and slowly lowered his head and went back to sleep.
Jackson was a tall man. A tall beautiful man. He was
wearing a basketball jersey and shorts. It was hard to tell if he was coming or
going, but she had guessed he had just finished playing a game.
Geezus!
She
thought to herself. Even in casual clothes this man had an effect on her like
no other.
Reina teasingly handed the keys to Jackson as if
trying to lure him in, “Here.”
“Thanks,” he murmured as he took the keys while
purposely brushing her hand in the process.
For whatever reason, she was speechless and all she
managed to do was stare at him. The silence was awkward, but the intensity of
their eye contact was ridiculous. A ring from his phone interrupted her
daydream like state. While continuing to look intently at Reina, Jackson answered
his phone. This must have been his cue that he had to go and honestly, she was
relieved. He smiled and without another word he started his way to the stairs.
They knew each other too well and there was this unspoken code between them.
They could easily be in each others presence and not say anything, yet it was
the most comforting feeling in the world.
She slowly closed the door, but could hear him
walking down the steps. She locked the door and just stood there leaning
against it. Reina suddenly began to feel that feeling of frustration she often
felt, yet she still yearned to be with him in every sense of the word.
Reina slowly made her way to the kitchen to get her
food. She grabbed her phone along the way and slouched down into her couch. She
took the last gulp of her wine when she noticed there was another text message.
It read:
I’m
still downstairs.
Reina hopped up and practically bounced to the
window. She glanced down at the lit street beneath her and sure enough her car
was still there, but the headlights were on. She stood there nervously trying
to decide what to do.
Oh,
Reina. You know what to do. Go downstairs! Her inner
voice encouraged.
She set her phone down, locked the door and slowly
made her way down the stairs. As she approached the passenger side window, she
noticed the window was already rolled down. She leaned in not know knowing what
to expect.
“Did you forget something?” she asked sarcastically.
“No,” he answered in a low, soft voice.
Without realizing it, she opened the door and got
in. Just as soon as she sat down, she knew in her gut what was going to happen.
Her stomach quickly became overwhelmed with a whirlwind of what felt like a
million butterflies. Jackson’s impulsiveness was getting the best of her. She
sat staring straight ahead and the silence once again made its appearance. Reina
scanned the parking lot to make sure no one was around. After all, she did work
there and did not want to accidentally see a neighbor or resident at that
particular time. Even though no one was in sight, they were directly under a
light.
“Could you move the car away from the light?” she
requested.
Without a word and only the look of desire on his
face, Jackson started the car and moved it to an unlit parking space. He shut
the car off and suddenly she felt his hand on her arm. Reina looked over and
immediately knew what they both wanted. It had been awhile since they were
intimate with one another, yet she felt uncertain about his expectations.
She leaned in, but only met him halfway. Their eyes
were within inches of each other. Their lips were barely touching. All she
could hear was the sound of their breath. His breathing was heavy. Her heart
was pounding.
She finally leaned in just enough to kiss his soft
lips. He loved kissing her just as much as she loved kissing him. He explored
her mouth with his tongue while she carefully grazed his lips with her teeth.
Reina reached down between his legs readily expecting to feel his hard cock.
Even though he was already aroused, she continued to caress him. His soft
groans let her know he was thoroughly enjoying himself.
She pulled back and their eyes met with intensity. Jackson
had a look that he always gave her that would send chills throughout her body.
He could literally make her orgasm from just the stare alone. Without breaking
eye contact, she reached into his shorts and pulled out his dick. Immediately,
his eyes rolled back into his head as he adjusted himself in the seat. Reina
was always in awe of seeing any part of Jackson unclothed. It was like she was
seeing him for the first time.
As she firmly grasped his cock, she paced herself in
movements as he grew harder for her. He
was growing by the inch as she made her way down the entire length of his dick.
He slowly began to move into her hand creating his own unhurried rhythm.
Reina enjoyed handling him just as much as she
enjoyed tasting him. Carefully, she leaned down while continuing to stroke him.
She very lightly kissed the tip. Once. Twice. Three times. With each kiss, his
dick twitched as if it was overly sensitive. Her grip was steady, yet tender.
She licked one side and then the other. It was as if she was enjoying her
favorite ice cream cone flavor. Then without hesitation, she took him in
altogether.
She could feel his cock touching all the way back in
her throat. He ever so slowly began moving with her. His hands were pressed on
either side of the car seat as if he wanted to use all of his energy in his
thrusting. His thrusts were slow, but steady and firm. Reina was fully enjoying
the pleasure she was giving him.
Suddenly, Jackson whispered, “Come here.”
Reina slowly sat up and looked at Jackson. He tapped
his leg and motioned for her to come over to his side.
Oh,
shit! she thought. What
was he going to do?
Carefully, she climbed over to his side and was now
straddling him in the driver’s seat. They were face to face. The closeness was
familiar and extreme. Reina felt vulnerable and knew he did too.
Jackson passionately kissed her. His hands were
running up and down her arms, her legs. Even though she was fully clothed, her
breasts were brushed up against his face. She felt her nipples getting aroused
and she was getting wetter by the second.
Delicately he reached down between her legs and
moved her shorts to the side. He easily slid three of his fingers inside and
slowly moved them in and out. As he continued to feel inside of her, her
movements, her shortness of breath assured him he was hitting the right spot.
He then raised his fingers to his lips and tasted her. His teasing her aroused
her even more.
Reina rose up as she took Jackson into her hand. She
almost half expected that he would stop her, but instead he helped guide her.
She slowly began to press down on his cock allowing him to slide into her. She
did not want to rush it and wanted to savor the feeling of every inch as it
gradually penetrated her. His breathing became unpredictable and with every
inch, Reina gasped. Jackson managed to
help her stay up, but she continued to feel overwhelmed and almost helpless. Without
anymore hesitation, her body gave him permission to fully slide his way into
her completely. The pit of her gut was feeling pure excitement. His presence
between her legs was unmistakable.
After what felt like minutes of pure stillness, she
began to move her hips. He placed his
hands on her ass and helped her to glide back and forth.
“Damn, baby,” he groaned. “You feel soooo fucking
good.”
She felt too weak to speak and only managed to think
what she was feeling.
OH. MY. GOD. THIS MAN.
Reina did not want him to stop, but felt like he
would any minute. Any time it got too heated, Jackson always managed to find a
way to stop before it got too far.
“I want to come, but I want to finish inside of
you,” he groaned in her neck as she held on to him.
Reina leaned back and could not say anything. She remembered
purposely getting on birth control several months ago just in case this
situation ever presented itself. Fortunately, for her it was happening at this
very moment. All she could do was nod and kiss him.
That night, they crossed a boundary neither
expected.
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