Dilemmas (Part 1) (5 page)

She smiled.

Maurice headed back to work and watched the clock the rest of his day. He received notification that a patient needed a head x-ray. When the
patient was rolled in, he realized it was Joseph. The doctor accompanying him said that Joseph needed an x-ray to ensure his fall did not damage his head because Joseph had begun to complain of a headache. Maurice began to prep Joseph, and Joseph started to ask Maurice how his kids were doing. Maurice told him they were both fine—getting big and into a lot of activities. “Well, that’s good. Make sure you take very good care of them. They’re the next generation, you know,” Joseph said.

“I will do just that,” Maurice said before leaving the room for the x-ray.

The workday was over, and Maurice headed straight home. When he got home, Bevelyn and the kids met him at the door. He picked up the kids and gave them a hug. Bevelyn acted as though she were nervous about something. She waited a few minutes and then told him she was going to take the girls out to eat and may stop to see Joseph on her way back.

Maurice thought, “Perfect, I can get to my phone.” He anxiously agreed and constantly repeated for her to take her time. He sat down on the couch and turned the television on. As soon as he heard the truck drive off, he went for his phone. He turned it on, as well as the house phone. On the house phone caller ID, he could see a number of missed calls from some of their mutual friends and several from Nedia. His phone powered on, and he had only two text messages. He had never set his voice mail up, so he wasn’t expecting any voice messages. The first text message was from a buddy of his, asking him to hang out on Saturday night. The second read, “So you want to play, Maurice? We can play!”

“Shit!” he said as he slammed the phone down. He put his hands over his face and paced the floor. He went to the refrigerator and decided to get a drink. “Fuck!” he shouted as he poured. He sat on the couch and quickly fell asleep.

While Maurice was sleeping, he could smell her. She kissed him on his lips, but his lips would not move. It felt so real. He could feel her unbuckling his pants. She unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out through the slit of his boxers. He could feel her licking the head of his dick. It was the most realistic dream he’d ever had. He was rock hard and did not want to wake up from the dream. He looked down to see Dr. Aiden staring back up at him. She made sure his dick was slippery wet as she sucked him. He began to say aloud, “Uh…um…tss.”

He could feel her hands against his dick. He felt like nutting and went to grab his dick, but a hand was on it. He opened his eyes, and Bevelyn was sucking the hell out of him. He grabbed her head and pushed his dick to the back of her throat and came. She continued to suck him until he was completely limp. She got up, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and went into the bedroom.

Bevelyn decided to call Joseph to check on him. He told her that he really appreciated her coming back to see him and was especially happy to see the children. He told her to stop worrying because he was fine. She told him he was more than welcome and that she would see him in the morning. They wished each other a good night, and then she cried herself to sleep.

The next morning, Maurice woke up and was confused about why Bevelyn let him sleep on the couch. She would normally complain about him sleeping on the couch, drunk or not. He went into the bedroom, and she was finishing her shower. He started getting his clothes together for work as she got out. Walking past him naked, he couldn’t help but stare at her body. She told him she was going to spend the day with Joseph after she dropped the kids off because Nedia and Diane were unable to stay with him. “OK,” he said and jumped in the shower.

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Maurice’s workday was going along smoothly until he received a panic alert from one of his changing rooms. He got up to check on the patient, and when he got to the room, he knocked on the door, and the patient stated that she needed help. He opened the door, and a caramel woman with a full but nicely proportioned figure was standing in the room. He looked in the hall behind him to be sure no one was around and walked in. She immediately got on her knees as he unzipped his pants.

“You know I’ve been thirsty, and I need my drink,” the woman said.

“All right, well I have a nice load for you.”

She began licking the head of his dick like she was inspecting it with her tongue. He laid his head back against the door in anticipation of her placing her mouth all over his dick. She was jacking his dick and licking his balls, and he was eagerly waiting for her to just put it in her mouth. She played around with it, driving him crazy with her mouth, and then she took it in to the back of her throat. She sucked him graciously until he released all of his come, straight down her throat. As she walked out, she said, “See you in a couple weeks.”

He started to look around the room to make sure nothing was out of place. He stepped out of the room and closed the door, and Nedia was standing there. He was startled by her presence.

“So you’re fucking her now—no, you’re
making love
to her now, Maurice?” Nedia said, looking at him with anger in her eyes.

“Well, technically speaking and, unfortunately…” he began to say and quickly stopped.

Nedia looked at him as though she could kill him. “Fucking is one thing, but making love is very personal, Maurice. We’ve been at this for four years! Don’t start playing fucking games with me!” she said.

“I’m not playing with you, I love you, girl—you all in my head and shit, got me dreaming about your ass, but you know, I never made any promises, and I never expected to fall in love with you either.”

She stepped up to his face. “You are so full of shit right now! Did you get my text? Game on, Maurice.”

She started to walk off, and he grabbed her by her arm.

“Nedia! Don’t start this shit here. We will talk about this later.”

“I’m sure we will,” she said as she walked off.

Bevelyn was visiting with Joseph for the day. He was very excited to see her. She made sure he was comfortable and that all was OK. He looked at her and thanked her again for her visit with the kids the day before.

“Are you OK, Cup? Do you need anything?” he asked with concern.

“I just need you to get better, Joe.”

“Oh, I’m OK, Cup. I paid them to lie here a few more days. They already know I’m OK, but I really need this little vacation.”

“Do you remember when we first met?” she asked.

“Do I?” he asked. “I remember everything you had on, from your perfume to your lipstick color. You were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen: tall, sexy, and just…beautiful.”

Bevelyn and Joe met ten years prior at a fall event that Maurice’s family had each year. The family had a huge cookout, similar to a family reunion. All of the local families got together to have a few drinks and enjoy themselves. They played cards, dominos, and music for the young and old. Bevelyn and Maurice were newly engaged, and he wanted to show off his fiancée to the family. She was reluctant to go because she had not received positive impressions from his family.

She was a ripe twenty-six-year-old who most females envied. As she was introduced to Joe and Diane, she felt an immediate attraction to him. She knew he was in his mid-forties, but he kept himself looking good. He worked out religiously, and didn’t look a day over thirty-five. She was also attracted to his wallet. Maurice had mentioned to her that Joe was the founder and CEO of a huge software engineering firm, and Joe was not ashamed to flaunt his millionaire status.

Bevelyn knew she had to make it her business to get to know Joseph even before she had met him. Wealthy men were always the targets. She was a woman who did not want anything from a man except to be kept. For Bevelyn, Joe was a triple jackpot: handsome, rich, and married. She loved the fact that he was married, because if push came to shove, she could threaten to tell his wife to get money out of him. She went to work immediately. She greeted him a little too sexily, made sure he noticed her ass in her jeans a little too much, and laughed a little too fake.

Bevelyn sat at a table with Maurice as he played a game of spades or bid wiz and slyly watched Joe’s every move. She would pretend that she needed a refill or offer to get someone a plate so that she could conveniently be in the same location as Joe. She knew by his roaming eyes that he wanted to fuck her, and she used it to her advantage.

“So you’re Maurice’s uncle, huh?” she asked.

“By marriage, beautiful, only by marriage,” he said while staring at her blouse.

“What down there has your attention?”

“A whole lot of titties and a big ass—oh, excuse me, I’m out of line,” he said, trying to feel her out.

“I like it,” she said while looking down at his dick, which had begun to protrude from his pants.

“Hopefully I’ll see you around,” she said grabbing her plate.

He grabbed a cupcake and licked the icing off slowly and seductively. “I bet your pussy tastes like a cupcake,” he said.

“Well, you’ll have to tell me once you have a taste.”

“Cup. That’s what I’m going to call you, because I know that thang tastes just like this cupcake.”