-Chapter 9-
Sarah was taken aback of the fact that Huey was kissing her like she wanted. The man who was aloof and antisocial was the one who initiated it and it was a turn on for the mother. Of course, she gave into the kiss, feeling as she was seeping herself into his touch. Huey, who originally felt conflicted, released all of his doubt when he felt her lips. They were on the tad smaller side, but nonetheless they felt wonderful. His hand then left her face and traveled to the small of her back as the kiss became more heated. Sarah's arms were around his neck as they deepened the kiss while Huey's began to travel along her back and land at her firm yet plump backside, giving it a squeeze. They didn't even hesitate to explore each other's mouths with their tongues.
For Huey, he could taste a bit of a smoky flavor due to her smoking habits, but otherwise tasted good while Sarah tasted the Old Fashion on his, which made the kiss even more addicting, it was manly to her. She had never experienced this feeling with Tom, she wanted to see what more he could do.
They parted the kiss, but Huey's lips managed to instantly travel down to her neck as she tilted her head. A lustful moan escaped Sarah's mouth as she felt his hand grab on her ass. Huey took note about giving her a hickey since there was a possibility someone may see, but then again, there was nothing rational about this. They were going to make it through this night with pleasure, passion, and lust. They were going to be fulfilled, at least until the morning comes.
When the morning came and the sun was risen, Huey found himself slowly waking up after a recovery. Clothes were scattered all over the floor, his body temperature felt warm, he had a headache, and he felt the naked body of Sarah Dubois on his chest. He looked at her sleeping peacefully on top of him and wondered just what the hell had he done. He couldn't believe that he went through with it after many chances of turning back. He could blame the alcohol. He could blame the stress. He could blame the primal, hormones he had inside him and Sarah's temptation. He could blame not having the best role model he calls his Granddad.
However he knew it was all on himself and nothing will ever be the same. He betrayed both Jazmine and especially Tom, a man who showed nothing but kindness. This was the most perverted thing the revolutionary had ever done in his entire life. Despite projecting himself above others at times, Huey knew he was far from perfect, and now he could add traitor to his list of flaws.
He then felt Sarah slowly begin to wake up from her slumber. A soft yawn escaped her lips. While she felt sore, she was very much satisfied with last night. Huey was everything she had wanted and more; he was better sexually than Tom or any of her string of affairs. He was dominant, but not a selfish lover. She knew she craved more of the revolutionary.
Meanwhile Huey felt satisfied in a physical sense. He knew Sarah wasn't a virgin of course, or else Jazmine wouldn't have been born. However it was a given that she was quite experienced herself. It was a given that most men had when hooking up with an older woman, she definitely stood out more than the women his age. He figured it was her repressed nature in the marriage that built up. It was wrong and it conflicted with his morals and principles. Of course he knew that, but deep down he didn't want to stop. To Huey, it was like when people watched BET, it was bad for you but so addicting at the same time.
"I had a great time last night." Sarah commented, rolling out of bed. Huey eyed the naked blonde woman as she lit a cigarette. It was her favorite after sex pastime.
"Well I'm glad you feel that way." Huey replied, getting up as well. "Anyways, we should probably shower first to get each other's scent off."
Sarah gave a coil smile, she wasn't going to let him go just yet. "Oh I agree..." she started, approaching the young man. She began to trail a slender, finger down his muscular chest. It made him stiffen a little. "We can wash each other."
Huey rolled his eyes, it would defeat the purpose of showering. Although he didn't want to stop just yet and she knew it too. They had decided to pleasure each other for a while until it was time to check out. They made sure to head to the lobby at separate times, with Sarah leaving first. She covered the cost, which Huey wondered how would Tom not notice a charge on their account. However Sarah had told him not to worry and left ambiguity on her plan.
As Huey headed home, he mentally prepared himself in case he was going to be bombarded by his family. The encounter last night made him somewhat in a good mood, although he was probably going to feel empty and disgusted with himself in the end. He couldn't tell granddad and he definitely couldn't tell Riley or else he'd never let him live it down. Plus Riley's big mouth might escape into someone's ears.
Huey pulled up on his driveway and saw Sarah's car in her's. They had agreed to arrive at different times at home to avoid suspicion amongst the neighbors. He entered the house quietly, hoping that Granddad was asleep. However all he heard was Riley laughing in the living room. Huey arched an eyebrow, seeing that his younger brother was on the couch laughing at a youtube video on his phone. Knowing Riley, he was probably laughing at someone's misery.
"Aye, there you are!" Riley greeted, noticing his brother. "Your gay ass finally got back from your homie's house huh?" he asked, referring to Caesar.
Huey groaned, maybe he should've stayed an extra night. Riley snickered at the reaction. "Aye dawg, I'm just messin wit' cha." he responded. "Anyways, take a look at this shit."
Riley handed Huey his phone, showing a youtube video. It featured both Will Smith and Jada Pickett Smith. Huey instantly knew what Riley was ridiculing, it was an edited remix video of the "Entanglement" nonsense that Huey referred to. He had never paid attention to a lot of celebrity news, but since it was all over the internet, it became hard to ignore. Recently the tabloids had brought the attention of Will and Jada's marriage and her encounter with August Alsina, a rapper and to add, a much younger man and her son's friend. Ever since that day at the Red Table Talk, the couple became the butt of everyone's jokes and this included Riley of course. Huey thought it was the dumbest thing he had heard recently, but he began to recall his encounter with Sarah. Were the two even that comparable?
"Man, if you ask me, I'd say that hoe belong in the streets!" Riley proclaimed. "I don' care how fine she is! Or how big her ass is! Or HOW well she suck dick! That bitch gotta go! This is why I'm never settlin' down!"
"So I guess Cindy is available for some other nigga to swoop in?" Huey joked at his expense.
Riley blushed and immediately felt tense at that question. "Hey man..leave C-Murph outta this." he warned. Huey shrugged then went upstairs to his room, wondering if he was going to continue the affair with Sarah. They hadn't made any plans, since they were too pleased with each other to think straight. He grabbed a book from his shelf, however just as he was about to read, his phone began to vibrate. Huey decided to answer and saw that it was from Sarah Dubois, who sent a rather provocative photo of herself naked with herself winking at the camera seductively.
For the first time in a while, Huey smirked a little, getting his answer.
To be continued…
(A/N: Lord knows I'm not gonna write a Huey/Sarah lemon, unless you want me to.)
