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You sure you wanna do this? I asked.

Yeah, come on in, Kayla replied. Shed invited me earlier in the morning for yet another tutoring session. We didnt have Intro to College Algebra anymore and I wasnt taking the College Algebra with her, so we kept in touch by phone or if I saw her around campus. She wanted me over at noon because she said she was skipping her Humanities class to kick it with me. I didnt mind playing the other man in her life, but I think Kayla was slipping into nigga territory; having her cake and eating it too.

Tasted just as sweet to a woman as it did to a man.

I meandered into her room. Noticed the shrine to her boyfriend Shaun kept getting bigger. Fake flowers, teddy bears, more pictures, them over Christmas break, or a club, or at a church picnic, hid wall space. Kayla beamed in ever single last picutre; the later the time stamp, the bigger her grin was. Shaun kept it cool in all of the pics with a deadpan expression, played the Casanova role almost as good as me.

Kayla caught me staring at her other life. Excitement made her voice higher than normal. I got to see him over the weekend. He went crazy over that thing you taught me to do with my hips last week. I mean starting to s-s-s-stutter crazy.

I laughed, took of my jean jacket. So my tricksve been working?

She twisted one of her feet into the floor like a naughty schoolgirl. Her dark blue jeans looked airbrushed on. A few of them.

He know where youre getting them?

He doesnt ask and I dont tell. Kayla lifted my shirt at the bottom. Ive been leaving him speechless for the past few weeks.

I should start charging you. Help pay off my tuition.

Whatever.

I helped her take my shirt off. Shelly still tripping?

Oh God, Kayla stopped undressing me. You have no idea! She is starting to work my last nerve, I swear. She had the balls to get into my face last night when I told her you were coming over here today. Talking about how tired she was of you. I dont know what her malfunction is, but I paid just as much to be here as she did. Dont know what makes her think she runs this.

I unpaused the action, unbuttoned the top button on her pink blouse. Where is she now?

In class.

Another button lost its home. How long will she be gone?

Kayla shrugged. She has classes all day so well be okay.

I spied the cups of a lacy white bra and the sexy way they supported her Hershey breasts. Just the awe of the sight made me want to devour her whole. Kayla giggled, said something about me drooling. I laughed, took off my shirt and the one underneath. Kayla watched me while undoing the rest of her buttons. She let her blouse hang open, unzipped her jeans. I took her in my arms, nibbled her collarbone. That always got a reaction. My lips and tongue on Kaylas collarbone put her in the mood quicker than an Aaron Hall jam. When it came to the sistas I got with on the regular, I tried to make note of those things that drove them to the edge. I wished everywhere I touched became a hot spot, but that wasnt the case. Different cases for different faces, I just did my best to keep track of them all. Wondered what Yvettes spot was while I relished Kayla. I ran my hand through her hair, deep to the roots, to the scalp, as a Silk song urged us on. She whined in a way that asked why what I did to her had to feel so good. She rubbed the front of her thigh against my crotch, I tingled and swelled. I switched to the other collarbone, licked that valley between the neck and the shoulder. Her knees buckled but got strong again. Kaylas fingers found their way underneath the back of my jeans. She grabbed a fistful of my backside pulled our pelvises together. Her thigh was so far up my crotch, my jeans bunched up at my middle, felt more annoying than erotic. I mirrored her, slid her pants down and ran two palms over her panties. Fingers ticked the skin at the hem of either side of her ass, up and down, tracing that fabric. Those knees went limp again, weakening like she was about to faint under the pressure of pleasure. A warm tongue lapped at my neck, whispers of how good my hands felt on her skin. Temperatures that were mild got desert noon hot. Kayla pulled away looked in my eyes, biting her lip. Her eyes were circles of uncertainty. Droplets of sweat were on her forehead, she was breathing heavy, just like me. Anticipation always made us lose our breaths.

Kayla did something shed never done before in that awkward stare.

She kissed me on the lips.

It was quick at first, like she was expecting lightening to strike her dead the second after.

When a bolt didnt come, she did it again.

What about the rules? I had to ask.

My love for Shaun is stronger than its ever been before.

I leaned close, gave her my lips. Sure?

She gave me her kiss before, and her tongue wormed inside my mouth for the first time. That was answer enough for me. We kissed and kissed, that forbidden act that was outlawed by the woman herself felt sexier than anything wed done before.

We got so caught up in the moment that both of us failed to realize a man was standing in the doorway watching the whole thing. The deadpan expression he normally had in the pictures was gone while he watched his girl swap spit with another man.

The man was Shaun.