"Sarah DuBois knew about you and Jazmine's affair?" Huey asked to be sure.
"Yes, she knew about our affair," James answered.
"How did that come to be?" Huey asked.
I left Washington to go back to Woodcrest so I could go to a block party. Over the years I have made friends in the area due to visiting my good friend, William Charles.
After a while, he moved out of the area and moved to West Virginia. He's still working as a doctor but he got promoted to Medical Director. It's one of the highest positions you can obtain as a doctor, but you must have experience in the other departments.
I would do it but I don't think I'm ready for that kind of responsibility. You have to be fully committed to your job and your staff. Ms. Grace does something similar to what William does but she only has to manage one group and that seems stressful enough because she has to do a lot.
I might consider doing it when I get a little older. That's if I don't retire!
At the moment I was sitting at a table by myself eating while everybody else was either talking, dancing, or playing some childish games. I know I should get involved but I wasn't that into the party.
I took a sip of my water and started to fiddle around with my food.
"James!" I heard someone say as I looked up.
"Jazmine," I said taken back. I didn't expect to see her here. I thought she would either be at home or at the hospital this weekend.
"Oh my God, I did not expect to see you here this weekend," she said smiling as she took a seat at the table I was sitting at.
"Me either, I thought you would be at home," I said as she started to giggle.
"This is my home silly," she said.
"I know that, but I thought you would be at the one you're currently living at now," I said more specifically.
"Yeah, but I rather come down here with friends and family rather than sit at the house and do nothing," she said which made a lot of sense.
"I don't blame you, but you have friends down here?" I asked.
"Yeah, they all traveled from different states and took time off from college just for this weekend," she happily spoke.
"Oh, okay, so if they're all down here, then where is your boyfriend?" I asked out of curiosity.
"He had to work this weekend," she simply answered fiddling with her fingers.
"Did he volunteer or did he actually have to come in?" I asked.
"He had to work. I know he would have taken off and come down here to see our family and friends," she said a little sad.
"If he had to work then how did you get down here on your own?" I asked. I know for a fact she and her boyfriend share a car.
"He was nice enough to drive me here last night when he got off of work. I just wish he could have stayed," she explained. She started to mess around with a ring on her finger which took me by surprise.
Jazmine never wore rings!
She wore necklaces, earrings, and sometimes bracelets, but she never wore rings. She got into the habit of it because she would do a lot of hands-on stuff at our job and when we were having sex.
I was about to ask her about the ring until Tom and Sarah came out of nowhere.
"Hi Princess!" her dad greeted as Jazmine turned to look at him.
"Hi Dad and Mom," she said as they both started to sit at the same table.
"I see you met one of our good friends, Dr. James Anderson," Tom said introducing me as Sarah gave me a flirtatious look.
"Dad, I met him a long time ago," Jazmine said.
"When?" Sarah asked.
"Mom, Dad, he's the doctor I work under," Jazmine informed as they both looked surprised.
"Oh, you were talking about that doctor," Tom said a bit surprised.
"Yeah," she said as if it was so obvious. I fidgeted a little because I felt someone's foot rubbing my leg under the table. I suspected it was Jazmine but she was too involved in the conversation to be multitasking.
I looked at Sarah to see her still looking at me and that's when I knew it was her.
"Well, it's good that you're working under someone we know, isn't that right Sarah?" Tom rhetorically asked wanting clarification.
Sarah kept rubbing my leg and staring as if her husband and daughter weren't at the same table as me.
"Sarah?" Tom repeated.
"Oh, yes, it's good that you're working under someone we know Jazmine. It can be better for someone in the area to keep an eye on you," Sarah said practically repeating the same thing Tom said. She stopped rubbing my leg which relieved me.
I would have definitely enjoyed this if I wasn't interested in Jazmine and we weren't seeing each other. But, I don't think Jazmine would find it pleasing that I slept with her mother over the past couple of years.
This is either if we were together or not!
"So, James, how is Jazmine doing as a nurse?" Tom asked me.
"She's doing good! For someone who came out of high school, she is doing better than most nurses who do have degrees. She's at work almost every day, she takes on extra hours, she finds time to study, and she's a good assistant to me and other nurses and doctors. Our patients really love her!" I said complimenting Jazmine's work ethic.
"Ah, I see!" Tom said changing his tone.
"Well that's good," Sarah also said changing her tone.
"What about Huey?" Tom asked catching me off guard.
"What about Huey?" Jazmine re-questioned directing her question toward her parents.
"How is his work life going?" Tom asked.
"It's decent! Not too good and not too bad," Jazmine lied.
"So, terrible," Tom said already knowing Jazmine lied.
"It's not terrible Dad," Jazmine argued.
"Okay, if it's not so terrible then why isn't he here celebrating with us? All the other kids had taken time off their jobs and from school just to come and see their families, but it seems Huey is the only one absent," Tom pointed out.
"Huey had to work this weekend," Jazmine said.
"Okay, he could have worked his hours and then driven down here to see his grandpa," Tom said.
"He's coming down tomorrow, he's just missing the event today," Jazmine defended.
"Right," Tom said not believing her.
It was quiet between the two until Tom said: "All you have to do is move out of your and Huey's house and go to either Harvard or Yale and we'll help you financially," Tom mumbled as Jazmine sighed.
"What's wrong with Howard? It's the same as Harvard but it's HBCU. Don't you want me to be around my other half dad?" Jazmine rhetorically asked.
"As a matter of fact, no! Going to an HBCU is just an excuse to be around your own people and to find your identity. Having that school under your belt is not going to get you anywhere when you try to apply for a job in our current system. You might as well abide by the white man's rules and go to the attended universities and get their education and resources so life can be a little easier on you when you get into the real world," Tom exclaimed.
I hate to say it, but he's not wrong!
"Why are you being such an Uncle Tom?" Jazmine asked a bit upset.
"Because being an Uncle Tom lets me put a roof over my family's head, gives me a good reputation in the industry, keeps me out of jail, and it surely pays well," Tom smartly responded.
"You and Huey aren't off to a great start and I hate to see how your futures will turn out, but, out of all the men you could have been with you picked the most fucked one out of the bunch," Tom said with disappointment.
"What's wrong with Huey?" Jazmine asked quite offended.
"Let's see, almost every single day he made you run home crying 'cause he hurt your feelings," Tom started.
"That's when we were little," Jazmine argued.
"Let me finish...he smokes, has sex with multiple women and he's most likely cheating on you behind your back, he can't take care of you, he's stuck in his own ways, and I will be damn if he's the father of my future grandchildren," Tom exclaimed which caused Jazmine to hold her head down.
Wow!
"You could have stayed with Brody and had a good life ahead of you. He was practically perfect for you, but no, you had to settle for less," Tom added.
"Tom, leave her alone about it," Sarah said, finally jumping in.
Tom just stared at Jazmine in disappointment and shook his head. He got up from the table and left towards his house.
Sarah slowly got up from her seat and walked over to rub Jazmine's back.
"I'm sorry Jazmine, but your father is right," Sarah apologized making the situation even worse.
"I just hope you can see what we see and reconsider your decisions," Sarah said leaving it at that and heading in the same direction Tom walked in.
I put my hand on Jazmine's back and started rubbing it in comfort. "Are you okay?" I asked, concerned. I saw a tear drop onto the table surface and I just knew Jazmine was upset.
She nodded her head and I knew she was lying.
"You wanna talk about it?" I asked as she shook her head.
I didn't know what else to do so I pulled out a hotel key.
"Hey, if you wanna talk later or if you don't want to stay at your parent's place you can come over to the hotel I'm staying at," I said sliding over the room key to her elbow.
"Which one?" she asked.
"I don't know the name but it's the tallest one that's aligned with the other hotel complexes," I said as she raised her head and took the key.
Normally, I would give my spare key to Sarah since I always came down here to fuck her, but this time it was different.
"Okay," she mumbled.
"I'll be waiting when I leave after they pop fireworks," I said as she nodded. I looked around and just leaned back in my chair and she sat next to me for a while until a group of her friends came to get her.
"I'm assuming Jazmine went to the hotel," Huey sighed.
"You assume correctly! Not only did Jazmine meet up with me at the hotel but this is another one of our moments where I felt led on by her," James added.
"Led on? She used you or something?" Huey asked confused.
"That's the thing, I don't know! I got mixed signals," James admitted.
Jazmine came to the hotel as expected. She was laying in bed with me while we were watching tv. Neither one of us was paying attention to what was on. It was on just to be on.
At one point, Jazmine started to get close to me to the point we were practically snuggling. I didn't mind that she was doing it. I actually liked that she was snuggled under me.
I just never admitted it to her because of our status. This relationship was strictly supposed to be about sex, nothing more and nothing less. No emotional attachment and no drama.
I felt like we were like that at the beginning but as the months went by feelings started to develop. Not just from me but also from her. I don't know what sparked in her for her to develop feelings for me.
I developed feelings for her too but I don't know if I should give in to them. I was careless about my feelings for Jazmine at the beginning because I felt like it was only a sexual attraction that can happen to anybody.
But as I said before, I felt like it became more as months passed by. It's risky and unsafe to admit these feelings out loud because she has a boyfriend.
Jazmine and everybody else gives me mixed signals about how her boyfriend is. I don't know if she's in a good or bad relationship. Given the way that Tom talks about him, he probably isn't a good guy.
They must have known him growing up and he most likely became a changed person, one that they do not like or have respect for.
On Jazmine's part, I feel like she only stays with him because she can't get over the guy who she first fell in love with. I feel like I'm the better option for her because I'm smart, caring, ambitious, thoughtful, a great listener, and patient, and I actually do love her!
Regardless of our age gap, I feel like we can make it work.
Jazmine started to move around again and she found her way on top of me.
I looked her up and down and just slightly smirked.
"Hey you," I said trying to be nice. This had taken me back because it was all unexpected.
She just stared at me and I didn't know how to respond.
"You okay?" I nicely asked.
"Yeah," she simply answered still staring at me.
"Do you want anything?" I generally asked.
"Yes!" she answered perking up.
"What do you want?" I asked as she started to rub her hands around my torso.
"I think you know what I want," she said expecting me to know the answer. I had one idea in mind and decided to prop myself up.
Jazmine started to move her hips which caused me to get hard. She kept giving me a seductive look and I just smirked.
She knew what she was doing!
I put my hands on her hips and started to follow her movement. "What do you want me to do?" I huskily asked.
She bit on her bottom lip and looked as if she didn't want to be honest. "I don't know if I should answer honestly," she said still unsure.
I leaned in towards her ear to whisper: "Jazz all you have to do is ask and I'll do it."
I backed up and saw her cheeks were a little pink. I knew I was turning her on.
"James, I want you to make love to me tonight," she nervously spoke.
"What?!" I said as she caught me off guard. I knew she was going to ask for sex but I didn't think she would ask for it in that way.
"I want you to make love to me!" she repeated.
"Okay," I said still a bit surprised.
"Let me get up and dim the lights," I said as she got up off of me. I got out of bed to head to the light switch so I could dim the lights.
Not even a second went by when I was dimming the lights and Jazmine had already removed her clothes.
"You're already one step ahead of me," I said joking around.
"Is it too much?" she asked.
"No, not at all," I assured. She was going a little fast but I didn't mind.
I started to remove my clothes since it would be weird for me to still be clothed while she was completely naked. It also would kill the vibe I had set up.
When I removed my last piece of clothing which was my boxers, I heard Jazmine gasp a little. I slightly looked at her to see she was staring at my dick. I looked down at it to see it was hard as it should be.
She moved towards the edge of the bed and then laid back with her legs open. I noticed that her legs weren't exactly still which let me know she was turned on. I walked over in front of her and looked down at her throbbing pussy and her frustrated yet pleasing face.
I knew she wanted me and she couldn't resist me!
"You want me to make love to you tonight?" I huskily asked as she nodded in a submissive way.
"I'm not taking nodding as an answer. I want you to answer me!" I said being assertive.
"Do you want me to make love to you tonight?" I sternly asked again.
"Yes, James, I want you to make love to me tonight!" she answered in a submissive way. I looked into her eyes to see if she was being serious and I saw nothing but the truth. Her body language wasn't second-guessing her decision and she didn't seem to regret her answer.
"You know if we do this, there's no going back?" I said. I wanted her to know that I didn't mind doing this but I didn't there to be complications afterward. Fucking and making love are two completely different things. The only thing they have in common is sexual activity. The big difference between the two is one is meaningful while the other is just for fun and no strings attached.
A woman is always going to be emotionally attached when it comes to sex but for a man it's different. When we have sex we don't put emotions in the mixture of it. Sex is sex to us unless we want an emotional and spiritual bond with the other person.
I know that Jazmine is emotionally attached to our sexual affair but it felt as if she also wanted to be spiritually attached. She was asking me to make love to her instead of just fucking her like I always do.
If I was going to make love to her tonight would she notice and feel the difference? Or will I even notice and feel the difference from all the other times?
"I know!" she simply said.
"Okay then," I said getting down on my knees.
I guess will just have to find out.
I raised Jazmine's legs up and still kept them apart. I dived my head between her legs and just started eating her out. Her legs kept falling over my shoulders to this new feeling and I wanted to smirk.
Unfortunately, she had to keep her legs up and spread apart so I decided slightly to hold them there. I continued to hungrily eat her out as she tried to resist moaning.
Jazmine was moving her head around, holding on to the sheets, muffling her moans, trying not to cum, and she kept trying to relax her legs over my shoulders, but that wasn't going to be happening until I was finished.
I swirled, nibbled, licked, slobbered, sucked, and that left her cumming at the end. I let her legs down then and she was just laid out on the bed exhausted. Her legs were still open and her pussy was still throbbing.
"James that was amazing!" she tiredly and excitedly spoke.
"We're not finished yet," I said causing her to blush.
"Do you have anything else we should do in mind?" she asked. I thought about getting to the good part but I wanted to enjoy a little bit more of this before we moved on.
"Yes," I said getting on my feet and grasping my dick. I started to pump it so I could still be hard.
"I want you to get on your knees and suck my dick," I sternly spoke.
"Okay," she submissively spoke getting up and getting on the floor so she can get on her knees.
She placed her hands on the side of my hips and then she looked up at me to give me a seductive look. I slid my hand on the back of her head as she started to suck on my dick. She kept going midway instead of all the way.
I knew Jazmine could deep-throat me if she wanted to so I didn't know why she was trying to tease me by going midway. I don't mind if a girl can go midway if that's all she can do, but if I know that you can deep throat me I'm not going to like that you went midway.
Once she tried to go midway again, instead of going back to the tip, I pushed her head towards me so she could deep-throat me. This took her by surprise but she didn't try to resist.
When I felt the back of her throat I wanted to nut right then and there but I didn't want to give in too soon. I still wanted to get the full feeling of practically being swallowed.
I gently but sternly motioned her head up and down my dick. I took it slow because I didn't want to be too rough.
I stopped once I felt she gagged. I would have kept going because it was a bit of a turn-on when she gagged but I have to remember we're making love not fucking. If we were fucking I would have kept going but since we're making love I have to consider the circumstance of how she would feel about this.
When she pulled my dick out of her mouth she started trying to catch her breath. She looked up at me and then covered her mouth then she started to laugh. I honestly thought she would be mad at me but I could help but laugh along with her as she thought this was a silly moment.
Jazmine stood up to give me a peck on the lips and I returned it with the same gesture.
"Bend over on the bed," I said directing my attention towards the bed. She came to the edge of the bed and bent over for me. I got behind her and started to spread her cheeks apart.
"James can we do that later?" she asked not wanting me to stick my dick inside her asshole.
"Sure, I don't mind holding off on it," I said as she was a bit relieved.
Instead of doing anal, I decided to pound her pussy.
She was already wet from the oral sex so it wasn't going to be hard. I directed my dick towards her entrance and went in. Jazmine tensed at the feeling but she was relaxed.
She laid down relax and groaned most of the time. I didn't mind her groaning but I wanted to hear her moan. I wonder if it was wrong to do certain things while making love to the other person.
I couldn't take it anymore! I needed a reaction out of her. She was way too relaxed for us to be this intimate. It was hard to tell if she was unimpressed or exhausted. We haven't done much so I assume she's not exhausted.
I pulled and turned her over on her back and crawled on top of her. Her legs were spread apart and I started to rub my dick against her entrance once again. She was trying to contain herself but I knew she couldn't resist. She wanted me inside her so bad. Her throbbing pussy couldn't take the feeling of not having a dick inside it.
I would have made her beg but that would be too punishing. I already knew what she wanted so I decided to stick my dick inside her wet pussy once again.
Jazmine got comfortable with the new feeling and position we were in and she had her hands on my shoulders. I moved my hips around to get a reaction of out her of once again but she didn't react as much. She lay there relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of my thrust.
She leaned in to give me a kiss on the lips which knocked me off my movement. I stopped what I was doing just to kiss her and try to continue the movement once again. Jazmine enjoyed the passionate kisses more than the sexual part of sex.
Is this what making love means? Was it pushing aside the sexual activity and actually enjoying each other's physical touch?
I pulled out of Jazmine and laid on top of her as we shared passionate kisses. Whenever I would stop to look at her, we stared at each other for a while and then went back to doing what we did before.
Looking into her green eyes made me feel some type of way. My heart kept thumping and I couldn't breathe normally. My breathing was okay but it felt different than usual.
"You wanna call it a night?" I asked as she nodded.
I got on my side of the bed and decided to get under the covers along with her. She came close to me wanting to be cuddled and I welcomed her in.
Jazmine laid her head on my chest and I wrapped my arm around her. I looked down a little to see how she was doing and she seemed pretty relaxed.
I wanted to smirk at the feeling of having a woman that was mine and nobody else's. I knew she had a boyfriend but I highly doubt he makes her feel special like I do. She's probably going to realize sooner or later to leave him and come be with me.
To be fair, I liked the idea of Jazmine and I having a future. I know it seems like we have sex all the time but I think our relationship is more than that. The only thing that might be a problem is our age gap but I think we can bypass that.
She can still live her life and try to achieve her life goals but I think she can also enjoy life instead of working the majority of it. I hate to say I haven't enjoyed life as much. I don't really have anybody to enjoy it with because they put themselves into their jobs instead of trying to enjoy life.
I think I'm one of those people but I can possibly change it if I can surround myself with the right people.
I looked over at Jazmine's hand to see that ring she had on her finger. As I said before I had never seen Jazmine wear a ring so it caught me off guard.
The only reason a person might wear a ring is for personal satisfaction, graduation year, fraternity and sorority, ancestor's jewelry, or marriage. Personally, I don't think Jazmine likes jewelry enough to wear it all the time, she didn't like school, she's not in college, she doesn't mention her family as much, and I highly doubt her boyfriend asked her to marry him.
I hope he didn't! Maybe I should ask before assuming.
"Jazmine," I said.
"Yeah?" she hummed.
"I have a question?" I said.
"About?" she said wanting me to be specific.
"Why are you wearing that ring?" I asked out of curiosity.
"This ring?" she asked raising her hand up a little.
"Yeah, that one," I said.
It took her a while to answer my question until she said: "My mother gave it to me."
"Oh, okay," I said a bit surprised.
"I only asked because you don't wear jewelry like that," I pointed out.
"Right, but I thought it looked pretty and so I thought why not give it a try," she said laughing it off.
"Yeah," I said laughing along with her until she stopped. She kept looking at the ring and just sighed.
I started to relax and soon I drifted off to sleep.
"Oh wow!" Huey said, surprised by James's explanation. He started to see why James felt led on. It had hurt him to know that Jazmine lied to James about the ring he used to propose to her. But why would she lie? Did she actually love James or did she not want to hurt his feelings with the news?
"You still haven't answered my question," Huey pointed out.
"And what would that be?" James asked.
"You never told me how Sarah found out about your and Jazmine's affair," Huey pointed out.
"I believe I have," James said.
"No, you haven't, all you did was talk about how you came to the block party, and then afterward, you and Jazmine had sex. You never told me how Sarah found out," Huey disagreed.
"Right!" James said remembering.
After sleeping for a couple of hours I decided to take Jazmine back home before her parents, friends, and boyfriend's family could notice she was gone. She snuck out of the house and met up with me at the hotel without anybody knowing.
When she remembered that her boyfriend was coming to pick her up and her parents were going to wake up expecting her to be home, she woke me up so I could drive her back to her house.
I was a little cranky but I could understand that she didn't want to get caught. Not just by her boyfriend or his family but also by her parents. Tom doesn't seem like he's in the best mood this weekend.
I rather her not have to deal with all of that if she comes in too late.
So, I got up and got dressed along with Jazmine, we left the hotel, and I drove her back into her neighborhood. Instead of dropping her off in front of her house, she asked to be dropped off at this big tree on the hill.
I was a little worried about doing that but I didn't argue. She probably didn't want people to see her getting out of my car. That would lead to a lot of suspicions.
After I dropped her off I decided to go to the bar and have a drink. I know it's not good to drink before dawn but I had to get a couple of things off my mind. I was too sleepy to even think straight.
I went back to the hotel to get some sleep before I fell. When I woke up with a burst of energy I felt better. I was able to eat and get ready to head back home.
I didn't bother looking around the area because I didn't pull out much. I only pulled out my toothbrush and face wash to get ready for bed and now I pull out another set of clothes for me to drive back home in.
I was set and ready to go until I heard a knock at my hotel door. It was almost the afternoon and I wanted to get on the road before 12.
I suspected it would have been Jazmine since she was the only one who knew where I was staying. I thought she would have wanted to come back home with me.
I opened the door to be met with an unsuspected person...Sarah!
She was standing there looking a little presentable with her signature skirt, button-up shirt, and vest that went over it. Her hair was freshly done and it looked as if she had on a little makeup. In her hand, she had a purse that looked expensive and had recently been bought.
"Sarah..." I said, shocked that she was here.
"James," she said greeting me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I came to see you," she simply answered.
"Look, I'm sorry to say this, but I'm not in the mood to fool around," I said rejecting her if she was planning to have sex.
"It's okay, I didn't come here to have sex, I just came to talk to you," she assured.
"About?" I asked wanting her to answer.
"May I come in? This needs to be disgusted privately," she simply asked as I stepped aside for her to enter.
She walked inside and set her purse on the counter. I closed the door behind her and then turned to look at her.
"What do you want to talk about?" I asked once again.
"Hmmm let's see...I want to talk about your relationship with my 18-year-old daughter," she said getting a bit upset.
"Excuse?" I said quite taken back.
"You heard me," she exclaimed.
"Sarah, I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm not in a relationship with Jazmine," I lied.
"BULLSHIT!" she exclaimed.
"I saw the way you were looking at her at the party," she said out of anger.
"What?" I said still playing dumb.
"Cut the act James, I know you and Jazmine have something going on behind the scenes," she said.
"And that would be?" I asked out of curiosity. I really wanted to know where she was going with this. I knew she was accusing me but I wanted to know how she knew.
"You being oddly close to her during the party, giving her these perverted looks, and most importantly, giving her one of your hotel keys," she pointed out.
"I did not give Jazmine a hotel key," I said before Sarah dug in her purse and pulled out the key I gave Jazmine yesterday.
Shit! She must have grabbed it before we left.
"You wanna explain this," she said waving the key around before throwing it at me.
"Look, I gave her a key because she was upset from her and Tom's argument at the party. So, I thought it would be nice to give her the key so she could come over and calm down," I said telling the truth.
"Right, or you gave her the key so you could fuck her," she disagreed.
"No," I said.
Sarah looked at me funny and just frowned.
"Look, James, don't try and lie to me. I have known you for almost ten years and I know how you are. I have also been a mother for 18 years and I know how my daughter is," Sarah said pinching the bridge of her nose.
"What has that got to do with anything?" I asked wanting her to get to the point.
"The thing is that you and my daughter work together," she started.
"And?" I asked a little unimpressed.
"I know for a fact she's not getting paid crap with that nursing job she has at the hospital. And I highly doubt Huey is getting paid anything, so I don't know how they're still managing to pay bills with the little money they earn," she continued.
"What does this have to do with me?" I asked still wanting her to get to the point.
"What I'm saying is that you're giving Jazmine money," she said as I was now confused.
"Okay, I will admit I have given Jazmine a raise on her paycheck but that doesn't mean I'm fucking her," I partially lying.
"Hold on!" she said holding up her hand and leaving. I didn't know where she was going until I had seen her heading to my room.
I followed behind her because I was hoping she wouldn't find anything in there. She went inside to start looking around and I sped up my pace to stop her.
I was too late because she was observing the bed and she picked something up off the pillows.
"What's this?" she asked holding up a string of Jazmine's hair.
"I don't know, you tell me," I said trying to keep my composure.
"It looks to be a string of strawberry blond hair," she said observing Jazmine's string of her.
"Ok, that just lets you know that Jazmine slept in here," I said as she looked at the other side of the bed.
"It looks like you slept in here with her," Sarah said grabbing another string of hair that looked to be mine.
"I slept on the couch," I said as she looked as if she didn't believe me.
"I can go check in the living room, but I know for a fact I'm not going to find anything," she said.
"Okay, we slept in the same bed but it was nothing sexual," I lied.
Of course, Sarah didn't believe me and she started to look around the room once again. She was specifically targeting the bed and I was hoping Jazmine had grabbed everything before she left.
There was no possible way Sarah was going to find anything. Jazmine and I didn't use protection because I know I can't get her or any other female pregnant. My lube is my bag and I'm pretty sure Jazmine grabbed every piece of clothing item before she left.
Sarah walked over to Jazmine's side of the bed once again I heard her grab something. She stood back up on her feet and held up Jazmine's pink panties.
"What's this?" she rhetorically asked referring to Jazmine's panties.
I didn't say anything because I was tongue-tied.
"It looks like something sexual did go on between you and Jazmine," Sarah spoke.
She started to look at Jazmine's underwear and observe every inch of it. "Huh what do you know my daughter even cummed a little before they were removed," she said as I gulped a little.
"Look I can explain," I said as she glared at me.
"EXPLAIN WHAT JAMES; WHAT THAT YOU FUCKED MY 18-YEAR-OLD DAUGHTER!" Sarah yelled.
"I-" I tried to say until she cut me off, "How long has this been going on?"
"That's none of your business," I said as she rolled her.
"None of my business?" she rhetorically spoke. "I think it's my business when a guy I've slept with for the past decade is sleeping around with my daughter who he WATCHED grow up," she exclaimed.
"Do you know how disgusting that sounds?" she rhetorically spoke.
"Sarah I never knew Jazmine when she was little nor have I watched her grow up," I argued.
"You might have never gotten to know her but you were aware of her existence," Sarah emphasized.
"Goddamn Sarah you make it sound as if I had eyes on her since she was little," I cursed.
"You might as well cause if you didn't then you wouldn't have slept with her. You slept with my daughter behind her boyfriend's back and most of all behind my back," she argued. I looked at her funny because I didn't know if she was mad or jealous.
"First, we aren't together, you're a married woman with a naive husband who doesn't know you're every man's slut in America. You're the last person who should be saying anything because you're no better," I shamed.
"You know she has a boyfriend, right?" she asked.
"I'm aware of it, but it's not like you like him anyway," I said.
"I rather her be with Huey than you," she scoffed.
"Sarah, I highly doubt Jazmine is going to stay with his crackhead ass any longer. I wouldn't be surprised if she dumps him now. The only reason she stays with him is that she has known him since they were little and it's not easy to drop someone like that in your life. She's gonna realize sooner rather than later that she needs to drop that sorry piece of shit and be with a real man," I exclaimed.
"Is that supposed to be you?" she asked unimpressed.
"Obviously!" I mumbled.
"Look, just because you have money, a good career, and you made a name for yourself does not make you a man for my daughter," Sarah said laughing a little.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked quite offended.
"It's exactly what I said it means. You're not a man for my daughter. Jazmine is looking for someone to settle down with and enjoy life with. She's gonna want to travel, go to school, start her own business, have children, and live in the country when she retires," Sarah explained.
"You're the opposite of a man that my daughter wants. You're too focused on your career even though you made a name for yourself, you can't conceive a child, you don't do anything fun except go to the bar and sleep around with a bunch of women, and you can't stay in a committed relationship because you don't make time for your significant other and that's what lead to your divorce," she said calling me out.
"I hate to say it but I rather Jazmine be with her boyfriend, Huey! He's done a lot of questioning things but I believe he has grown from it. He makes my daughter happy, takes care of her, and makes her feel secure, he wants to go to school to become a lawyer, and one of his goals is to make my daughter's dreams come true. He's more than a man than you'll ever be!" she said causing me to glare at her.
"At this point, you're just wasting your time with her because she's not leaving him for you! My daughter is too sensitive and doesn't know any better. She's still trying to find who she is as a person and you and other people have to give her space for her to find that out on her own," she said.
"Okay, so now that you know I'm sleeping with Jazmine what's your goal now? You gonna try and blackmail me?" I asked acting scared.
"No, I'm not going to blackmail you. I just came to warn you to drop whatever you have going on with Jazmine because, in the end, you're going to get hurt," she warned.
"I know how you are James! You're looking for someone to settle down with but Jazmine is not the person who you should have your eyes set on. You're not going to meet her expectations and you're going to leave her disappointed in the end. I'm telling you as a friend to stop you and Jazmine's affair. You're a great guy and any woman would love you, but I don't want you to get broken from this. Just drop it and move on!" she said warned once again.
"But Jazmine loves me and I love her! That's not going to be easy to drop Sarah," I spoke.
"I know...but her love for you and her love for Huey are two different types of love. I'm just trying to warn you before it gets worse," she finally spoke before leaving the room. I heard her grab her purse and leave my hotel room.
Was it true?
Did Jazmine love Huey more than she loved me?
This had to be wrong.
She said to drop it but she doesn't know how hard that is. I'm in too deep and I don't think I can get out!
"Now that I think about it, I really should have listened to Sarah, but I didn't want to believe her. It would hurt too much to let Jazmine go. I was head over heels in love with her and no one could tell me anything," James said.
"Okay, if that happened, then when did you snap?" Huey asked.
"When you came into the picture?" James sternly spoke.
Thank you for reading!