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Hurts So Good
Chapter One
(Rain)
It finally caught up with me. For years, I feared when this day would. And now... IT'S HERE.
"How are you doing, Mrs. Storm?"
I looked up at my superior, totally embarrassed.
"Well, considering the circumstances, a lil afraid, Gary. I'm speechless at my actuations."
"I understand. These are very strong allegations, but I'm sure they're all false. I've worked with you for seven years and inmates will lie just to destroy us. I'm on your team. You will be fine. "
To hear those words made me feel like I just might have ANOTHER chance.
"Thank you soooooo much for being supportive. I really need it."
Gary put his hand on my shoulder. "We will get through this. Enjoy your three days off."
I walked out of his office feeling a lil better about the situation. Its It's too hard to believe this filthy animal is claiming I raped him. The NERVE of him. I just hope this shit end smoothly.
Between me and him, he knows the truth! I never raped him. I FUCKED HIM.. but never raped...
See the thing is, I started sharing this good pussy. And like the average nigga, he got jealous and SNITCHED. And we all know what happens to snitches. STITCHES! I could loose everything I worked so hard for.
I dropped my head, DAM! WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING!!
" You aite, Storm?" My thoughts were interrupted by C.O. Forman.
"Yeah, I'm good. "
"Let's have a drink later. We can talk about it then".
He was always willing to comfort me.
"Call me. I'ma need it. " I grabbed my things out the locker and headed towards the exit. As I walked passed Forman, I could feel his eyes staring at my ass. My pussy immediately started dripping. He was so fucking sexy . I been wanna SUCK THE SKIN OFF HIS DICK. And now that I need him...I will use it to my advantage.
"Hi, honey. Bye, honey". My husband said as I walked through the door. He was always on the go. If work was a drug, he would be a junkie. It never fail, whenever I'm walking in, he's walking out.
"Great! Another evening alone, Benji? Baby...I need you tonight. " I grabbed my husband by his waist, looking up at him with my irresistible, puppy dog eyes. "It was a bad day. I need love, " I said in my L.L. Cool J's voice.
"I can't tonight, baby. I have a very important meeting Ì must attend. I'll take care of you when I get back. Gotta go. " He slapped me on my ass and walked out the door.
I grabbed a bottle of wine off the counter, poured me up a ridiculous glass and headed for the bathroom. I needed to unwind quickly. I turned on the water and immediately found myself relaxing, just from the sound of it. I had to come up with a plan to get rid of this snitch'n ass nigga, Clyde. I knew I shouldn't of fucked with him. He seen too obsessive. But NOOOOOOO, the moment I saw that long, chocolate, thick stick, my pussy started talking. The way he was stroking that beautiful organ when I walked passed he cell was as if he knew my weakness. And I had to have it. With no regards, I unlocked that cell, walked in and did everything my body craved for. We fucked and sucked like two animals in heat, aggressively but quietly. I hadn't came like that since I stopped popping rollers. And just the thought of it, made my nipples hard.
I found my fingers sliding down to find that good spot. My clit began to pulse knowing pleasure awaits it.
I began massaging the hood of my clit gently. Yaaaaass, I need this. Just as the feeling was getting better, I was interrupted by a phone call.
FUCK! I looked down at my phone, it was Forman. Oops, I had totally
forgot.
"Forman ", I answered trying not to sound like I was pleasing myself.
"I'm headed to Canvas. Wanna meet me there?"
"Sure", I answered.
"See you in a minute. "
I just out of the tub with excitement. He can finish what I started.
I put on a Marc Jacob, all over black and white spandex jumpsuit. And like always, fitted me like a glove, it accented every curve. I was on a vengeance mission.
...
By the time I arrive to Canvas, I had it all planned out. I was gonna get my payback from this lil bitch. He tryna ruin my life, my career, my marriage, hell!! ME! I worked too hard to get where I'm at and ain't no bum ass FUCK BOY gonna fuck it up!
When I walked through the doors, all eyes were on me... AND I LOVED IT. As I made my way through the crowd, I could feel the lust from the men and the hate from the bitches. Just how I liked it.
"Daaaaam lady! I knew you was bad under that uniform?" I turned around to see Forman looking at me like a piece of meat.
"Hey, crazy." I put my hand on his shoulder. "I need a drink."
"I got you. " He grabbed me by my hand and led me to the V.I.P area.
First thing he did was hand me a bottle of 1800...right up my alley.
"So what's going on, partner? Who I need to kill", he asked jokingly. Humph...lil did he know. I signed and took a deep breath.
"Clyde", I answered with disgust in my eyes. "He had the nerves to say we're sexually involved and he wanna sue the prison. "
"Wait!! Are you fucking serious? That ain't cool. What's gonna happen?"
"I'm under investigation. "
(Rain)
It finally caught up with me. For years, I feared when this day would. And now... IT'S HERE.
"How are you doing, Mrs. Storm?"
I looked up at my superior, totally embarrassed.
"Well, considering the circumstances, a lil afraid, Gary. I'm speechless at my actuations."
"I understand. These are very strong allegations, but I'm sure they're all false. I've worked with you for seven years and inmates will lie just to destroy us. I'm on your team. You will be fine. "
To hear those words made me feel like I just might have ANOTHER chance.
"Thank you soooooo much for being supportive. I really need it."
Gary put his hand on my shoulder. "We will get through this. Enjoy your three days off."
I walked out of his office feeling a lil better about the situation. Its It's too hard to believe this filthy animal is claiming I raped him. The NERVE of him. I just hope this shit end smoothly.
Between me and him, he knows the truth! I never raped him. I FUCKED HIM.. but never raped...
See the thing is, I started sharing this good pussy. And like the average nigga, he got jealous and SNITCHED. And we all know what happens to snitches. STITCHES! I could loose everything I worked so hard for.
I dropped my head, DAM! WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING!!
" You aite, Storm?" My thoughts were interrupted by C.O. Forman.
"Yeah, I'm good. "
"Let's have a drink later. We can talk about it then".
He was always willing to comfort me.
"Call me. I'ma need it. " I grabbed my things out the locker and headed towards the exit. As I walked passed Forman, I could feel his eyes staring at my ass. My pussy immediately started dripping. He was so fucking sexy . I been wanna SUCK THE SKIN OFF HIS DICK. And now that I need him...I will use it to my advantage.
"Hi, honey. Bye, honey". My husband said as I walked through the door. He was always on the go. If work was a drug, he would be a junkie. It never fail, whenever I'm walking in, he's walking out.
"Great! Another evening alone, Benji? Baby...I need you tonight. " I grabbed my husband by his waist, looking up at him with my irresistible, puppy dog eyes. "It was a bad day. I need love, " I said in my L.L. Cool J's voice.
"I can't tonight, baby. I have a very important meeting Ì must attend. I'll take care of you when I get back. Gotta go. " He slapped me on my ass and walked out the door.
I grabbed a bottle of wine off the counter, poured me up a ridiculous glass and headed for the bathroom. I needed to unwind quickly. I turned on the water and immediately found myself relaxing, just from the sound of it. I had to come up with a plan to get rid of this snitch'n ass nigga, Clyde. I knew I shouldn't of fucked with him. He seen too obsessive. But NOOOOOOO, the moment I saw that long, chocolate, thick stick, my pussy started talking. The way he was stroking that beautiful organ when I walked passed he cell was as if he knew my weakness. And I had to have it. With no regards, I unlocked that cell, walked in and did everything my body craved for. We fucked and sucked like two animals in heat, aggressively but quietly. I hadn't came like that since I stopped popping rollers. And just the thought of it, made my nipples hard.
I found my fingers sliding down to find that good spot. My clit began to pulse knowing pleasure awaits it.
I began massaging the hood of my clit gently. Yaaaaass, I need this. Just as the feeling was getting better, I was interrupted by a phone call.
FUCK! I looked down at my phone, it was Forman. Oops, I had totally
forgot.
"Forman ", I answered trying not to sound like I was pleasing myself.
"I'm headed to Canvas. Wanna meet me there?"
"Sure", I answered.
"See you in a minute. "
I just out of the tub with excitement. He can finish what I started.
I put on a Marc Jacob, all over black and white spandex jumpsuit. And like always, fitted me like a glove, it accented every curve. I was on a vengeance mission.
...
By the time I arrive to Canvas, I had it all planned out. I was gonna get my payback from this lil bitch. He tryna ruin my life, my career, my marriage, hell!! ME! I worked too hard to get where I'm at and ain't no bum ass FUCK BOY gonna fuck it up!
When I walked through the doors, all eyes were on me... AND I LOVED IT. As I made my way through the crowd, I could feel the lust from the men and the hate from the bitches. Just how I liked it.
"Daaaaam lady! I knew you was bad under that uniform?" I turned around to see Forman looking at me like a piece of meat.
"Hey, crazy." I put my hand on his shoulder. "I need a drink."
"I got you. " He grabbed me by my hand and led me to the V.I.P area.
First thing he did was hand me a bottle of 1800...right up my alley.
"So what's going on, partner? Who I need to kill", he asked jokingly. Humph...lil did he know. I signed and took a deep breath.
"Clyde", I answered with disgust in my eyes. "He had the nerves to say we're sexually involved and he wanna sue the prison. "
"Wait!! Are you fucking serious? That ain't cool. What's gonna happen?"
"I'm under investigation. "
