Monday Morning Tales
Copyright© 2019 by storyace
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Arriving late for his day job, Kenny tells his boss about his weekend gig and a hot teenage groupie, in sordid detail. It sure beats working.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Fiction Interracial Black Female White Male First
Hey boss, what’s on for today? Ok, we got time for coffee first?
Thanks for the barbeque on Saturday, Mira was really happy to meet you and Luisa. What did you think? She’s as hot as I said, right? Hotter maybe.
Mira was at my place for the weekend; I’m not sure what we’re doing with each other. I think she just comes over for sex.
I mean, she barely talks to me anymore. We eat, fuck, then she’s on her ipad. She doesn’t want me to meet her parents or her friends. It’s like I’m her dirty secret you know. She doesn’t want anyone to know her boyfriend is an old working class white guy.
So we had it out; she admitted I’m right. She’s been seeing her old girlfriend. She said they haven’t been ‘doing anything’, but they still have feelings for each other.
So I asked her what are her feelings about me after a year together; she just went quiet. I told her it’s ok; I love her but maybe it’s time to move on.
“Do you love Maliah?” I asked.
“Yes.” Mira admitted, like it was a crime. “When I’m with her I feel something I don’t feel with anyone else, not even you. The sex was never quite right though; I mean, I liked it, I even had orgasms. But it wasn’t like the kind you give me. I’m not sure I’m really gay.”
“So why not just keep it platonic with her?” I asked.
“She doesn’t want that.” Mira said, “Maliah wants to sleep with me.”
I could see she was conflicted, and I was too. I love Mira, but it has to end. Better a clean break now, I figured, while we’re still friends.
“It’s ok with me if you sleep with her.” I said, “You can have us both.”
Even as I said it I knew it was dumb; like Luisa keeps saying, I need to settle down with a suitable woman, and here I was stretching out my affair with a 20 year old who had just told me she loves someone else.
“Maliah won’t accept that.” Mira said.
“So you asked her already?”
“Yes.”
“So you’re moving out?”
“I was thinking to wait until next week, when the semester ends.” She said, and she turns her eyes on me.
Fuck, man; the eyes. That face she makes when she wants it, I just turn to a puddle of shit when she looks at me that way. The girl plays me like a violin man, she can get me hard with a fingertip.
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