Voices of a Ghetto Child… Chp. 42

Barry and I rode home from the Olive Garden and couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. Neither of us could wait to make it back to the house. I was happy on the inside for a change. This man loved me and I realized that I had always loved him too. Nothing could change that and I was determined that I would fight tooth and nail to keep this relationship open and honest.
As soon as we entered the apartment we started to tear each other clothes off. I don’t think we ever made it to the bedroom. Right on the living room floor we made love as if it was the very first time.
Barry was such a great lover, he took his time with me and in between a kiss or touch here and there he would ask me if I was ok? He wanted to make sure that I wanted to do this as much as he did. But he also understood my hesitation because of what had happened to me with Bruce.

We kissed a passionate kiss; we took our time getting to know one another in a new way. We made love with our souls not just our bodies. As Barry entered me I thought I saw him trying to blink back the tears in his eyes. I was moved and washed away by the love this man had for me.

We made it to the bedroom after a few rounds on the hard floor to the bed. It didn’t stop there we continued to please each other all night long. Good thing that it was Saturday the next day or I know I couldn’t have made it to work.

The next morning Barry made me breakfast in bed. He pampered me so much I thought I would suffocate from his affection. We didn’t hear anything from TaQuetta over the next few days so I figured that finally she has move on and going to let us be. I was floating on cloud 29 and I surely didn’t want to be disappointed not yet anyways.

I wanted to call mama and share my good news with her but I figured she was still angry because she hadn’t bother to try and call or locate my whereabouts, even though I hoped she knew I was at least safe.

I had just a little more than a week left by now before heading back to school for my sophmore year at UNC. I was really starting to hate the idea of leaving Barry even for a moment. Barry insisted that I had to get my education and that he would come visit me every weekend.

He accepted the position to relocate to Raleigh so he and I would be closer so it would be a few weeks after I left before he would be moved and living near me. I guess my ole insecurities were creeping up on me and well as much as I hated to admit it, I intentionally started a fight. I guess that’s what people do when there’s a going to be a period of separation.

However Barry would allow me the opportunity to go to bed upset. He would make sure that whatever problems we had were resolved before bedtime. I guess I just couldn’t adjust to having a man, a good one at that.

I was trying to get my stuff together and packed because I was nearing the time to head back to school now. I realized that I had left some things at my mother’s house in my haste to leave that morning. I figured I would try and sneak over when everyone was gone and get the things that I needed and be out before they even knew I had been there.

I told Rodney my plans; he asked me if I wanted him to go along just in case Bruce was there. I told him no that most likely at this time of day Bruce was at the store or at the barbershop and that mom was at work. Which would leave the house empty. I told him it wouldn’t take me long to run over there and back. I figured about an hour with the drive across the way and to run in and back.

I kissed my sweetie and told him to hold it down for me till I got back and that we could do something special when I returned for lunch. Barry had the day off so I figured he would lounge around all day and that’s what I wanted to do with him. I wanted to get as much of that good loving as I could.

It was kind of cloudy out and it looked and felt as though we would get a summer shower I just hoped that it would cool off this hot ass concrete. I was in a great mood listening to R. Kelly’s latest hit as I rode over to my old stomping ground.

For some reason it seem different in the hood, I guess everyone was asleep or inside trying to stay under the AC. I pulled into the drive and saw just as I had hoped that both cars were gone. That meant the coast was clear.

I still had my keys so I ran up on the porch, unlocked the door and stepped inside. I see my mother had done some new decorating to the place. Maybe she was trying to erase the memories of me. I walked over to the mantle and looked at the pictures that were placed there. My kindergarten to high school picture’s looked back at me.

I was so lost in memories that I didn’t realize that someone had left a TV on in the back room. Now I know my mama and she may have been living better since she had some financial help but I could hear her now fussing about her electric bill and telling me to cut that damn TV off if your not going to be in the room watching it.

Slowly I walked down the hall and could hear the noises getting louder and louder. I peeped in my room first and it was just as I left it. So I went on ahead and got the things that I had come for and as I was heading back out I could hear a woman’s moans.

Damn, that fucking Bruce cant hear to have the volume up that damn loud I thought. I thought of a few other choice words for him as I headed for my mothers bedroom to cut the TV off.

I turned the knob and stepped in and what I saw in my mama’s bed made me drop everything I had in my hands.

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