SOLD!!! – Pt .9

Brianna was enjoying a breakfast that I had whipped up for her. Cooking was something that I enjoyed, so getting to cook for this incredible lady was better all the more.

“Bae, I need you to know something” She said

“What do you need, Bri-?” I asked, “you name it”

“I need to know that this is more than just sex. Bill, I could….I could…”

I put the utensils down, and taking her in my arms, I said “Brianna Davenport, I’ve had a crush on you since back at the store. This is MUCH more than just sex Brianna, I hope I am showing that, especially after last night.”

“You are,” she said, and returned the kiss. “it’s just this thing with Veronica. I am working on something, but I can’t tell you what it is. For now, you are going to have to see other females that she sets you up with, and that makes me sick. But I am VERY close, you have to trust me.”

“I do bae, I swear. Brianna, I’ll do ANYTHING to get away from the clutches of Veronica. I can’t stand being manipulated like this.”

“Ok then, that’s the plan. Avoid if you can, but do what she says…no matter what.”

I was in the process of nodding and going in for a kiss, when my phone rang. It could only be Veronica.

***

“Yes please, come right in, Queen” I asked, as Veronica walked into my home. She was wearing a one piece pleated dress with a zipper. I hadn’t been home long, having stalled her off long enough to get a quick shower.

“It’s MY queen, smartass,” she replied with a wry smile. “Billy, I was wanting to drop by another envelope for you, and…well, I think you know what I want” Veronica said, as she unzipped the dress. “Do be careful, it’s designer-HEY!”

It had truly pissed me off that “the Queen” could just show up and use me like a living dildo. In fact it made me angry that I was treated like nothing more that a serf with a dick, so she had barely gotten out her latest condescending remark when I grabbed her arm and gave her a hard jerk and a twist.

“You think I’m just here at your damned pleasure?” I said sternly, “Well let me tell you something, you may own me out there, but you come inside MY HOUSE looking for dick you’ll surely get it, but in this house, you’ll take this dick MY way, woman!”

I wrestled Veronica Sams into the first floor guestroom and, bending her over the bed, I roughly pulled up her dress, not caring what I did to it.

“Hey boy – HEY!!!!” Veronica yelled out in protest, but I wasn’t backing down.