Okay Angels...here is Pt 2. It's funny how I had something else in mind for Trey, but then got to writing and it turned out like this...
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Mr. Steal Yo’ Girl Part 2
Inside Doc Chey’s Restaurant:
Simone’s Date (SD): Sitting down, “Sorry babe, something was wrong with my stom...”
New Customer (NC): Eyes wide open in surprise of the interruption, “I’m sorry sir – I think you got the wrong table.”
SD: Standing, “Oh, I’m sorry…I must’ve come to the wrong table. I apologize.” Confused, “I swore it was this one – so sorry ‘bout that.”
NC: Graciously, “It’s okay.”
Simone’s date looks at the table in front and then behind the mistaken table. Then he scans the room. Worried something had happened, he stops his waiter.
SD: “Do you know where my girlfriend went.”
Male waiter: “No, I’m sorry. I thought you both were gone. You paid.”
SD: “I didn’t pay.”
Male waiter: “Oh! Well maybe she paid. She’s a great tipper – she left $100 bill on the table and your food wasn’t nearly that much.”
SD: His facial expression immediately changes to anger, “That bitch didn’t have any money.” If looks could kill, he would’ve murdered everyone in the building.
Loren: Noticing the whole thing, Loren approaches, “I’m sorry sir, but I saw her leave with the gentleman next to your table.”
SD: “That FUCKING BITCH!!!”
Loren: Whispering, “I’m sorry sir, but you can’t talk like that in here.”
SD: Jaw tightening, “Sorry.” He hits the table, forcing dishes to lift off and crash back down against the table, and then storms out.
Meanwhile, Trey & Simone are still in the back seat of the maserati recuperating.
Trey: “C’mon, let’s get to my crib so I can do all kinds of kinky things to you.”
Simone: “I can’t believe I just did this. You know Marcus is looking for me right now. Where’s my purse? I know he’s calling me.” Simone pulls her skirt down and tries haphazardly to close her suit jacket, but no avail…all the buttons were missing.
T: Trey could see the horror in her eyes. He knew he did a bad thing but she was sexy as hell. More than that, he was ready for seconds. “Simone, let’s go back to my place and let me help you forget all about him.”
S: “TREYYY…this is my life and quite frankly you’re ruining it. Marcus is my boyfriend and I just fucked that up. I don’t do shit like this.”
T: Pulling up his boxer-briefs and then pants, he looks at her with slight regret. He puts his arms around her waist, pulls her closer, and embraces her. “It’ll be okay. You’re a little tense. We’ll go back to my place, I’ll make you some tea, and I’ll give you a massage. We’ll figure out the rest later.”
Simone didn’t have the energy to put up a fight so she crawls to the front of the car and put her seatbelt on. She had nowhere to go – she couldn’t bear facing Marcus at the apartment they shared. Trey follows suit, crawling to the front and taking hold of the steering wheel. The ride to his home was in silence. He knew Simone was thinking about how they both just ruined her relationship and even though Trey wanted to feel completely guilty, he found his mind wondering back to how good she felt. He especially loved the control she took… “Pull this fucking car over and fuck me.” Reminiscing made him smile. “How am I gonna make her forget about him”, he thought. “Uh huh, time to break out the UNUSUAL”, he thought to himself. He smiles and pulls up to his gate. He punches in the code and the gates open. His home was secluded so he got out the car with no shirt and shoes on. He wasn’t worried about the paparazzi catching him indecent thanks to the picturesque landscape. Trees and bushes were meticulously placed, leaving no room for the paparazzi to peek in. He stops the car at the door, grabs his belongings, and then went to the passenger side and opens the door. Holding her suit jacket closed, she grabs her purse while also keeping her phone close to her body just in case Marcus calls, and then climbs out the car.
Trey realized she was in pieces and knew he had to do something to put her back together. He helps her up the stairs and unlocks the front door. Despite Simone’s feelings of regret, she recognized sheer beauty. The front foyer had a large mahogany round table decorated with tulips. Trey lays his keys on the table and leads her further in. The front room was massive. It’s adorned with two white sofas and marble tables that complimented the marble staircase. Trey leads her to the kitchen with granite countertops and stainless steel appliances. He grabs the teapot from the stove and fills it with filtered tap water. Simone takes a seat on the barstool beside the center island. Trey ignites the stove and places the kettle on top before sitting next to her and giving her his full attention.
T: “Baby, I’m sorry for everything. I’m not trying to make your life difficult, but things happen for a reason.”
S: Artificial chuckling… “I know you’re not trying to tell me that this is meant to be? You and I both know that’s some bullshit.”
T: “How do you know that? This could be your destiny.”
S: “Trey, this is not my destiny. I mean, Marcus may not be it either, but one thing is for sure and that is that you’re definitely not. I mean, what kind of man steals another man’s woman from a restaurant?”
T: “What kind of woman allows a man to steal her from a restaurant?”
Trey’s head snaps and the sting from the slap makes his eyes water. Simone covers her entire face in shame. She tenses up, preparing herself to be struck back. Trey’s face hardens. He closes his eyes in an effort to control himself. He knows she’s hurt but he didn’t kidnap her – she came willingly. Trey grabs her arms and she screams out in panic, “I’m sorry…please don’t hit me. I’m sorry!!!” Tears drain from her eyes.
Every bit of anger crept away…as he studies her face. She was scared of him, he realized. Trey just grabs her and holds her. He holds her until the whistling teapot was too loud to no longer ignore. “I would never hit you. Has Marcus ever hit you,” Trey asked.
S: Simone closes her eyes trying to regain her footing, “Trey, he’s under a lot of pressure at work and sometimes I give him such a hard time. I don’t know how to shut up sometimes…I nag and nag…”
T: “Simone…what are you saying to me? Do you actually allow this man to put his hands on you and then make excuses for him? Are you fucking serious?
S: “Don’t sit here and judge me Trey. It’s not like that. It’s not malicious. He doesn’t just turn around and hit me for no reason.”
T: “THERE IS NEVER A REASON TO HIT YOU SIMONE!!!”
S: “I don’t want to talk about this anymore. Can you take me home so I can just get this over with?”
T: “You damn right I said no. This is some Jerry Springer shit here Simone. I can’t believe you’re trying to go home to him. Are you ready for him to kill you? Do you have a death wish or something? THIS IS CRAZY!!! You need help!”
S: Crying hysterically… “I have nowhere else to go. I never knew who my dad was and my mom passed away three years ago. I’m the only child. I’ve never been close to my two aunts…I don’t even have their phone numbers. I can’t just show up at their doorstep when I haven’t spoken or seen them since my mom’s funeral. I have no choice. I live paycheck to paycheck and I don’t get paid for another week. I depend on him and he depends on me. I have to go back.”
T: Shaking his head heartbroken, “No you don’t. You never have to go back to him. Let me get you on your feet. I’ll help you. For now you can stay here, but tomorrow I’ll call my realtor and find you a condo.”
S: “I don’t need any handouts Trey.”
T: “This is not a handout! Its funny how you can stand up to me…smack the shit outta me, tell me what you will and will not do, but this man that you supposedly know and love you can’t do the same to him. Instead you just sit there and let him abuse you. Why?”
T: “Because what?”
S: “Because I have no one else.”
T: “Well you have me now. I’m on your side and you ain’t going back there for nothing…and I mean nothing. I’ll take you shopping tomorrow.”
She has no fight left in her. She examines his face for sincerity. He never flinches; looking her directly in the eye…reassuring her that everything really will be okay.
T: “Come on.” Trey takes her hand and leads her to his bedroom. He sits her on the bed, falls to his knees and places her right foot on his lap. He removes her shoe while looking into her eyes. Seeing the tears in her eyes he removes her stockings and kisses the top of her foot. Then he removes her other shoe and stocking, and kisses the top of that foot. He stands up and takes both her hands. He removes the already open jacket, her bra, and unfastens her skirt. It falls to the floor. She had on no panties…those were ripped to shreds in the car where they still remain. Trey undresses himself and leads her to the shower. He places her gently in the shower, coming behind her. As the water soaks her body Trey rubs her body down with his hand. He tenderly rubs her head. She leans her head onto his shoulder and he holds her tight from behind. Simone gasped…letting out her cries. Trey turns her around and holds her tightly, soothing her back and her head until she had no more tears. “You have me”, he whispered.
S: “Thank you.” Crying again, “My mom would be so disappointed in me if she was still living. I don’t know why I put up with him. I know better…my mom raised me better than that. I don’t know what I was thinking. You’re right…I am stronger and better than that.”
T: “I’m glad you know that baby. Don’t ever put up with that from anyone.”
S: “I know.” Simone kisses Trey softly on the lips.
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Trey’s heart was filled with so much love for Simone. All he wanted to do is rescue her from this life she was living. Her kisses were so sweet. Trey unfastens his grip around her waist and lovingly holds each cheek in the palm of his hand. He starts by kissing her temple, her eyes, her nose…sliding his hands over her ears, he kisses both cheeks. He locks eyes with her and then gently kisses her lips. Simone wraps her arms around his back…stroking his spine. She sends chills through him. Trey inserts his tongue into her mouth and she welcomes the exploration, kissing him in return. The kisses were so tender that Trey began to get aroused. He tried to control it thinking that maybe he shouldn’t. She’s fragile right now and sex should be the furthest from his mind. Nonetheless, she was still beautiful…and she was naked. Simone feels his erection and pulls her body closer to his sending Trey over the edge. Trey kisses her neck and then picks her up. She instinctively wraps her legs around his waist. Trey backs her up against the shower wall and warmly enters her. He rocks her up and down slowly while kissing her lips. Simone closes her eyes and moves to his beat. She receives his every thrust…giving back in return. Trey holding her backs up from the wall and lays her down on the shower floor. He lifts her right leg for deeper access and soothingly sways inside her body. Simone was well aware of his tenderness. She moans her pleasure, pushing her body tightly against his. She kisses his ear, swirling her tongue around his earring and trailing down to his neck. Trey moans, “Ohhhh, babyyy….mmmm.” He grabs both her hands, interlocking his hands with her hands, moving both their hands above her head. He just wants her to lay there and enjoy him. He was making love to her. This was for her…she needs it. He rolls slowly inside her. She bites her bottom lip…rocking against him. “Mmmmmm”, he groans. He lets go of her hands and raises up…keeping his elbows straight he places his hands on the shower floor going deeper and deeper inside her. Simone moans louder trying to take him all in. He was going in so deep that he pushed her head up against the wall. She holds the wall trying to steady the impact. She was tightening around Trey’s dick and it was feeling so good. “Ewwww, ewwww, mmmmm”, Trey moans. He was ready to cum…but oh no…not before her. He stops…a bitter sweet feeling for Simone. She wants him inside her but he was going so deep that she was sure he would come through her mouth. Trey began sucking, licking, and teasing her nipples. He takes in a mouth full and taunts her nipple with the tip of his tongue…speeding up the pace until they were unyielding. He licked down her belly, stopping at her belly button to tickle it with his tongue. He moves over to her hip, brushing her hip bone with his tongue before grasping a mouthful of her flesh. Simone shivered and then pushes Trey’s head between her legs. Trey kisses her clit and then moves down to her opening…inserting his firm tongue. Simone lifts her bottom from the shower floor, pushing his tongue further inside her. Trey circles his tongue inside her…over and over and over again. Simone grabs his head and presses him into her even more. Trey lifts his head to unblock his breathing but continues to give her what she is begging for. He keeps his tongue inside her…massaging her, loving her, making her feel safe again. Her juices flowed into his mouth as she began to tremble in passion…he knew she was cumming, but that was not good enough. He tugs at her lips, opening her up further…then moves to her clit. He flicks her clit like butterfly wings…steady, rhythmic, undistracted by her nails digging into him. She cums again.
T: “Much better babe?”
Simone can’t speak…out of breathe she gives him a look of, “yep, you heated it up & beat it up.” Trey smiles and then slowly enters her again with his dick. Simone moans. “Now it’s my turn”, he says. Trey rapidly but gently moves up and down inside her, up and down, in and out…Simone is fully focused on his face. She wants to please him just as much as he has pleased her. “Baby, can I taste you”, she asked?
Trey really didn’t want to prolong his orgasm but she asked so sweetly. He pulls out and sat up. She sat up and then climbs on top of him, laying him down in the shower. She kisses his neck, his nipple, his rib cage, and then his pelvis. She grips his dick and kisses it. Trey moans. She wastes no time in taking it all in…teasing his head with the tip of her tongue. While fully in, she circles her tongue round his shaft. Trey scratches the floor tile, trying to hold it in. She tightens her lips around him, squeezing as she lifted up and then back down. Trey screeched in pleasure… “Ohhhhh, baby……you gone make me cum!” Simone picks up the pace; tightening her lips creating a warm, wet shelter for his dick. Up, down, up, down…. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oo-oo-ooo”, cries Trey. He cums in her mouth. Simone continues, slowing her rhythm until he was complete. Trey jerked forward; signally his body had let out all its love. She releases it from her mouth and rubs it until it softens. She crosses her arms across his belly and lays her chin above them. Looking into his face she says, “You tasted so good.”
T: Smiling, “So did you. Cummeeer.”
S: Simone rises up and aligns her body on top of his…following his instruction to “come here.” She kisses him softly. “I know this may not be love, but if Marcus made me feel halfway how you just made me feel, I could’ve never gained the strength to leave him. This is a sweet kinda lovin.”
Trey wraps his arms around her and holds her tight. All his mind could think about was holding her for an eternity…