What Arguments Lead to
She couldn’t believe what she just heard. While the man left in a hurry to grab something to eat for the couple, he made the mistake of leaving his phone behind on the kitchen table. Being the curious woman that she always was, she made the decision to listen to his voicemail.
Much to her surprise, the man didn’t have it locked, which made the prying easier on her part. The first two messages were from his manager, reminding him that the conference meeting being held was in two days. The woman couldn’t help, but to smile in adoration. He was one of the top notch lawyers in the state, and nonetheless, he was a black man at that.
While she pondered this, the last message began to play, revealing a woman’s sultry voice. Immediately she froze, her attention suddenly piqued.
“Hey! This is Lisa. I was just calling to say I had a great time with you last night. I can’t wait until you come over to my place again. Hopefully, it’s real soon (she giggled). See you later, love.”
The woman then repeated the message three more times to be sure she had heard everything clearly. At this point, she was in absolute rage and wanted answers quickly.
“Stay calm,” she reassured herself. “Maybe it’s not what you think. It could mean anything.”
But deep down, she knew it wasn’t good news. “Oh, bloody hell!” she screeched. She decided to relax and put on an act as if the last five minutes did not occur so the man wouldn’t suspect a thing.
A few minutes went by, and finally his car pulled up into the driveway, the headlights beaming through the living room window. Quickly, the woman ran to the sofa, turning on the television, watching a rerun of The Parkers.
“Baby, you won’t believe the line I had to stand in at Great China. Seemed like everyone wanted some Chinese tonight,” said the man as he walked in through the front door.
She rose from where she was sitting, striding over to the kitchen cabinet, removing two plates and cups, placing them on the table.
“Well the food smells great, let’s dig in,” she replied, keeping her response to a minimum.
The couple then sat and the woman reminded herself to play it cool so as not to alarm the man, but it was becoming harder for her when she was looking at a two-timing whore.
“So babe, how did work go today?” the woman asked innocently.
“It was tough. We have to represent a man who wants custody of his child and you know how that is. Most of the time, they want to leave the child with his or her mother, but she is incapable of even taking care of him. I’m going to try my best though.”
“That honestly sounds horrible. I really do hope everything works out in his favor.”
After talking about how the day went and catching up on certain topics, the woman decided to bring up the subject.
“Honey, where did you say you were you last night again?”
“I was with the guys, watching the football game at the sports bar. Why do you ask?”
“Was that it?”
“Umm, yeah, I’m pretty sure what I did. Is there something wrong?”
The woman knew she couldn’t just say she was curious and snooped into his phone because it would only cause him to explode, so she made up a white lie to see if he would confess it himself.
“Well, while you were gone, a woman called your phone and asked to speak to you. She said she was one of the ladies who worked at your office. Lisa was her name.”
She looked at the man for a reaction, when suddenly he dropped his fork, quickly picking it up.
“Oh yeah, what did this Lisa say?”
“She told me to leave a message to tell you she had a great time and can’t wait to do it again,” the woman stated hotly.
“Oh, I see.” But the man left his response at that and continued to eat his meal.
“Well, would you care to explain what that’s all about?”
“It’s really nothing babe. I seen her at the bar, we had a few drinks and I took her home because she had a little too much to drink. I just wanted to make sure she got home safely,” he replied in a nonchalant tone.
“Why are you so concerned with what happens to her?” the woman asked, raising her voice.
“Does it honestly matter?”
“You’re fucking her, aren’t you!” she raised her voice a few octaves.
“What?!” He exclaimed. What would even possess you to ask me that?”
“Don’t lie to me, you’ve done it before and you can do it again,” she cried out loud.
“I am a changed man and I love you. I don’t need another woman when I have you who satisfies my every need, both physically and emotionally,”
“Bullshit! If you think I’m putting up with this again, think twice. I want you out right now!”
“I’m not going anywhere, this is my house,” he replied firmly.
“Fine! I’ll leave instead!”
She pushed her chair away from the dining table and stormed away to the kitchen, while he quickly kept up with her. He grabbed the woman’s arm and she looked at him with fire in her eyes.
“Let me go,” she spat out.
“No, I don’t want you to leave this way. Can we just talk about this? You’re blowing it way out of proportion.”
“Fuck you! You won’t tell me what to do any longer!” she yelled.
She took a step away, but the man reached out, pulling her back to him. She spun around and slapped him hard across the face.
“I told you not to fucking touch me!”
He picked her up, cupping her bottom and slammed her onto the counter.
“Don’t you ever touch me like that again, do you hear me?” he stated coldly.
“Or what,” she asked smartly.
He roughly took off her shorts and panties, pinning her arms by her side.
“I’ll show you.”
He shoved two fingers deep inside her opening while she tried to move, but the man’s grip tightened, keeping her in place. He slid his fingers, in and out slowly, feeling her secret place moisten with each second that passed by.
“Stop it, I don’t want to fuck you.”
“You will baby and I’ll make you.”
He found her home and the woman began to moan out of pleasure, biting her lips to keep from being heard, but it was already too late. She couldn’t help but to gyrate her hips to the rhythm of his fingers, up and down her spot, her body quivering like crazy. Through her hooded eyes, she could see the man pulling down his pants, his erection throbbing and standing at attention, ready to meet her opening.
He plunged himself as deep as he could go, causing the woman to scream out of pain, and surprisingly, pleasure as well.
“You want this, don’t you?” he roughly whispered.
“P-Please, stop. J-Just let me go, I c-can’t do this right now.”
He heard her pleas, but felt her body give in. He knew she wanted him, just as much as he craved for her. She whimpered and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling him closer to her heaving chest. A move he knew all too well meaning she wanted more. He gripped her waist tighter, pounding inside with no mercy.
“Where the fuck you going now baby?”
She kept moaning, already out of her mind, but he wanted to hear her say it.
“Answer me!” The man bellowed as he grabbed her hair and twisted it around his hand. He then picked up speed, thrusting inside her with all the strength he had.
“No where baby, I’m here to stay,” she said breathlessly.
He picked her up so the woman straddled him, filling her up completely, bringing her up and down, stroking her with a steady beat. Her muscles closed in tight around his manhood and she came uncontrollably, her body shuddering. He saw her losing it, while coming as if she didn’t dare stop. When she finally did, he exploded inside her and gently placed her back on the counter, both breathing as if they just ran a marathon.
The man then left a hot trail of kisses from her neck, down to her shoulders, but the woman shrugged away, loosening away from his grasp. The woman then continued to walk into the bathroom, closing the door while the man looked on silently, pondering what would happen next.