Friday, April 17, 2009
The Goodbye Girl
Well, Believe it or not...Corrine didn't leave me....It was a while before I got any of her good lovin, but she didn't leave me.. She drove me to work every morning...Had lunch with me and came to pick me up for close to six months. On Friday nights...We went out to dinner or a movie.. Saturday Nights...If I was out with the boys...She was on my arm too!. It got so that I couldn't take a crap...without Corrine being in the next stall... I was told that that was the only condition under which I would ever have a chance to sample her goodies.
It wasn't so bad...There is something to be said about "Angry sex..." Corrine would make love to me as if I owed her some money....with a ferocity that was in and of itself quite exciting and wild and intoxicating. She'd come to my job in a trenchcoat and stillettos and shades, close my office door and have nothing on but black lace thigh highs and garters....and make love to me through out my lunch break...I must say...if this was punishment for cheating with Cindy...well, then I'm almost glad I did.
Cindy didn't like it one bit...For six months, we hadn't had another "naked weekend" I didn't call
her, didn't make contact with her at all...I couldn't...Corrine was always around. She would send me x-rated text messages...that I would quickly erase...She would call my Blackberry, but I wouldn't answer. She became a complete bitch at the firm. More than one administrative assistant or para-legal left the firm in tears...Working for or with her was becoming a nightmare for the unfortunate person. She had gotten so bad that she got a warning from the Partners about her behavior.
A month later, she just up and quit...I had no idea where she was.. That's when things got weird.
I'd come home and there were dead roses on my front lawn....My text messages and voicemail messages increased faster than I could erase them all...(Corrine checked my Blackberry and my Cell phone ) I found cartons of eaten ice cream, empty boxes of chocholate covered strawberries
and empty Victoria's Secret bags on my front lawn....It was her...
Late at night ,my home phone would ring..I'd pick up and the person on the other end would hang up..It was Cindy..no doubt about that. One night Corrine and I were making love...really going at it..making a lot of noise...when the phone rang...On the other end was a man who said
"Yall need to cut all dat noise out...people tryin to sleep.." On the other end, I heard a female giggling..again it was Cindy.
She made a mistake...The other calls said "Un-registered" ,this call left a number and my wife saw it...and reversed the call the next day when she discovered it on our house phone. We had just gotten home from work when it happened. I was trying to unzip her skirt and slip her panties down ...when she eased away from me and made the call...
"Who you callin baby?" I asked..
"That little trollip of yours that keeps calling here and leaving stuff on the lawn. I'm hip to her, you thought I didn't know?" said Corrine as she dialed the number. All I could do was stand there helpless and sigh..
"Hello."
"Hello is this Cynthia Waters?" said Corrine.
"This is she."
"Well this is Corrine Foxworth...Mrs. Corrine Foxworth.....I want to know what is up with you and my husband Robert?" she asked.
"I think you'd better talk to Robert."
"I'm talkin to you.....He's not bothering you...you had your little fling..but I'm his wife now and you need to find a man of your own..."
"He was.......my man ....first..."
"But he's mine now...so fall back baby..."
CLICK!
I stood there with a sheepish look on my face...Corrine, pulled the zipper to my trousers down...
"Ayyye papi.....that thing stays hard...all I got to do is look at it..." she said as she massaged it with her soft hands....and slowly took all of me in with her mouth.... I couldn't believe it....in between sucks she said-
"So Robert...am I right? You are mine now...right...?"
'Ohhhhhhh...ouuuuuuuuuu...yyyesssss...yessss lawd....I'm alll yours.. baby..." I moaned...
"Damn right you are.." she cooed.
but Cindy wasn't done with me yet and I wasn't done with her either.......
(Conclusion next...)
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This is getting interesting Keith, can't wait for the conclusion!
Yes Keith, I can't wait for the conclusion to this mess.
Ummmmm...Ummmmmph....This guy is something else...He is getting more than he deserves.
Interesting.....This guy has been given a break he doesn't deserve and he still has unfinished business??? Men!!!!
Robert Foxworth is a stone dog...I hope he gets his just deserts.
This story is something else Keith,can't wait to see how it ends.
What unfinished business can these two adulterers possibly have with each other?? I've got to see this.
Keith, I am intrigued...I've enjoyed this story, laughed out loud at times and almost don't want it to end...but it's got to come to a head at this point in time.
This Robert charactor is a trip!!
Can't wait to read the ending.
What?? No comment from anonymous??
I can't believe it...Especially after a hot story like this one.lololol.
Just what I need to start my day off...some light erotica and a good laugh..Keith,you're off the hinges fam..I said it on Keith's Space and I'll say it on Escapades.
Robert F. is a playa...He oughta be in the doghouse and he's still gettin play...He's somethin else.lololol.
This guy is lucky to be alive..dancing in between two women like that.
Great Story Keith...I can't wait to see how this ends.
Playa ,Playa....Robert F. is ..well
let's just say ..he's walking on a thin line...Gotta see how this plays out!
If Robert F. is smart..He'll leave well enough alone! Lololololl....
Can't wait for the conclusion to this tangled web of sex and deceit Keith!!
I'm tossing my panties at you man!!!This is too hot!!!!
Wow...I like this one though..WOW Corrine is something else...I like her attitude though now that's a go bytch..lol
Go.
I'm glad everyone is enjoying this series...I plan to concentrate on my poetry in the coming days. When I started this blog ,it was meant to be a poetry blog....but then I wrote a short story, then I wrote
long form fiction and aded Erotica
and Art and the blog just morphed into a smorgasborg of my creativity. This is my baby blog..I love it.
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