Slick

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Authors: Brenda Hampton
with Dana, but as usual, I refused to go there.
    By the time I reached the highway, Jonathan called me on my cell phone. I turned it off and laid it back down on the seat. When I got home, I called Lorenzo so I’d have something to tear into, but unfortunately for me, the sex wasn’t even worth it. I needed something better, and there was only one man who could give me what I really needed.

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    JONATHAN
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    Sylvia was out of her mind walking out on me today. After I wrapped up my conversation with Lewis, I called her cell phone and later tried her several times at home. Getting no response, I went into my four o’clock meeting and wasn’t out until seven.
    I was in no rush to go home and see Dana because I knew my argument with her was probably going to last all night. She was seriously working my nerves. There was no way for me to sweep her lies under the rug as if they didn’t even exist. She put the evidence of a cheating woman out there and she seemed to be purposely doing so. She had to know her lies weren’t adding up, and if she thought I believed her, she was out of her mind.
    After sitting in CJ’s for about an hour enjoying several drinks, Audrey came over and sat next to me at the bar.
    â€œI hope I didn’t take anybody’s seat,” she said with a smile.
    â€œNo, hey, it’s anybody’s seat who wants it.”
    â€œGood, because I’m claiming it.”
    I took a sip of my cognac and looked over at Audrey’s tall and thin light brown legs. “So what’s a nice looking woman like you doing in a place like this on a Wednesday night?”
    â€œI was waiting on one of my girlfriends to join me, but she stood me up. And when I saw you sitting at the bar, I decided to hang around for a while. Question is, though, what’s a handsome man like you doing here all alone?”
    â€œWell, I’m just about to wrap this up.” I gulped down the last of my drink.
    â€œDo you have any plans after you wrap this up?”
    â€œAs a matter of fact, I do.”
    â€œWould you be willing to cancel your plans and meet me at my place in about an hour?”
    Again, I looked at Audrey’s beautiful legs, visualized them high on my shoulders, and thought about her thick, juicy lips going up and down on my dick. When I remembered Sylvia telling me about Audrey’s previous sex partner, I declined, not wanting to be the morning news.
    â€œAudrey, I’m married. Besides, you shouldn’t be putting yourself out there for a married man.”
    â€œIf I know he’s not happy I will. And you, my dear, are far from it.”
    I stood up and Audrey stood up as well. I didn’t bother to elaborate on her comment because she wasn’t worth my time. “Where are you parked?” I asked. “It’s late and I’d like to walk you to your car.”
    After I paid the bartender, I walked with Audrey to her car. On a piece of paper, she wrote directions to her place and her phone number. She told me if I changed my mind to stop by.
    Having no desire to go home, I called Sylvia’s place, again, to see if I could reach her. The number was still busy so I figured she must have taken her phone off the hook. Trying to calm things down before work tomorrow, I drove by her place to see her. Her car was parked outside, but as I walked to the door, I could see that the inside of her house was dark. I knocked for a while, and as soon as I turned to leave, an overly muscular brotha opened the door with a towel wrapped around his waist.
    â€œMay I help you?” he said in a deep, strong voice.
    â€œHi, is . . . is, uh, Sylvia here?”
    â€œYeah, she here,” he said, stepping away from the door so I could come in.
    I stepped in and stood by the door after he closed it. He went into Sylvia’s bedroom, and moments later, she came out with a royal blue silk robe on that was cut above her knees. She tied it tightly around

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