This fictional story will depict what I believe to be true about Trey - he's a little naughty. I'm an avid reader and I've enjoyed the fictional stories from LadyAJ. As someone who also enjoys writing...I wanted to add to the mix. This one is called "Kind of Woman."
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Trey laced up his timberland boots, brushed off his Rocawear jeans, and then took another look at his reflection in the mirror. He stood in the backroom of the Essence magazine studio waiting for photographer Melanie Dunea to give him instructions. Despite multiple interviews and photo sessions, this one made him nervous. He would be on the cover of a well-known black magazine promoting his new album: Passion, Pain & Pleasure. It hit him all at once that this was it… “I finally made it.”
Trey: “Come in.”
“Hi Trey. My name is Desiree. I’m Melanie’s assistant. She instructed me to apply a light touch of oil on your upper body for the photo session. Is that okay with you?
Trey: Trey gives her a devious smile. “Hi, yeah, that’s fine with me.”
Desiree lays her notebook on the side table, opens the oil, and pours a small amount in her hand.
T: “I don’t like to be too oily…sliding all over the place.”
Desiree smiles. “I’ll apply just a small amount and I’ll dab some of it off so that it looks natural.
Trey nodes in approval. As Desiree began to rub oil all over his chest, something began to stir up inside Trey. He knew that this was neither the time nor the place to get excited, but he couldn’t help but to admire her long, curly dark-brown hair. She had it parted down the middle and it flowed down over her breasts. Breasts that looked ample and very delicious.
Desiree looked up and realized he was staring at her breast.
Trey felt a tinge of embarrassment and quickly looked away. When she looked back down he began to study her again. She had flawless coco brown skin and strong cheekbones. She was tiny but you couldn’t miss her hips and ass.
Desiree’s jaws clinched. She could sense him staring at her again. Just then Trey saw her dimples which excited him even more. She began to apply oil to his arms. She lightly touched his arm pit and Trey giggled.
D: Annoyed at his blatant goggling… “What are you…12? Be still.”
T: Still laughing…“I’m ticklish.”
D: “Turn around.”
T: Trey turns around. “You are a beautiful chocolate woman.”
D: Desiree continues to rub oil on his back. “Thank you.”
T: “Can I steal you from Melanie? Will you be my assistant instead?”
D: “Don’t you already have an assistant?”
T: “Yeah, but Natasha just got married and they want to start a family soon. She can’t go everywhere with me anymore and I need someone who can.”
D: “Are you for real?”
T: “I don’t play when it comes to my business. Are you interested?”
D: “You don’t even know anything about me. All you know is that you like my boobs.”
Grinning…Trey turns to face her.
D: “Oh yeah, I’ve heard the stories about you. You’re a player. You don’t really want to offer me a job…I’m sure you just want to screw me. Well, I’m not interested.”
T: “Why…because you’re not that type of woman? You know how many times I’ve heard that? Countless!!!”
D: “Well, I’M NOT that kind of woman.”
T: Dismissing… “What kind of woman are you then?”
D: “I’m the kind of woman that has only been with 4 men. I lost my virginity when I was 18 to a man that I knew for three years before I slept with him. Then my college sweetheart who I was with for 5 years, I had a 7-month relationship, and then my last relationship which lasted for 3 years. And I’ve been celibate for the last two years. So see, I’m not a one night stand kind of woman. If I was, I wouldn’t be celibate. I’m the kind of woman that you hold after you finish making-love to her. I’m the kind of woman that spends a night with you; there will be no fucking me and then throwing me out. I’ve heard enough about you to know that you wouldn’t treat me as such.”
T: Trey kind of admires her honesty… “YOU’VE BEEN CELIBATE FOR 2 YEARS??? DAMNNNN!!!”
D: “That’s the only thing you heard, huh?”
T: Trey giggles, “Naw, I feel you though, but don’t believe everything you hear. I tell you what…I won’t kick you out afterwards.”
D: Shakes her head and smiles, “No thanks…besides, I’m on my period. (Devilish Grin as she dabs the excess oil off his body) You still wanna take me home with you?”
T: “Yeah, I do. We can just talk.”
D: “Well that’s all we can do.” (Thinking: This is Trey Songz…and he is MIGHTY fine. He thinks I’m on my period so it’s no chance of me being treated like a hoe. Just go for it girl!) “Okay fine. But just for a couple drinks and some conversation…then I’m leaving.”
T: “Cool. I’ll get you my number after the shoot.”
(Later that evening)
Desiree arrives at the W Hotel where Trey had the Penthouse Suite. Security pats her down and lets her in. Trey approaches where she stood and gives her a firm hug. He had a bottle of wine chilling in a bucket of ice. He escorts her to the sofa and begins to open the wine. He hands her the glass and they tap glasses.
Desiree couldn’t understand why they hadn’t exchanged words yet. This was going to be a test of her will power. He looked sexy with no shirt on earlier, but shorts and a tee were even sexier on him. This scene that was straight out of a romance novel was too much for her…she felt herself getting moist.
D: “Trey, so you wanted to talk.”
Trey stares at her bottom lip for a bit, licks his lips, and lounges back on the couch. He could feel his joystick becoming erect. Sex was still on his mind, but he tried to shake it because he knew she was on her period. DAMN he thought.
D: “Trey? Stop looking at me like you could eat me up.”
T: (Grinning) “I could.” Trey pulls her closer and rubs his tongue across the bottom of her lip. He could taste the wine that they both consumed. She didn’t put up a fight so he knew he could press further. He sat his glass on the table and grabbed her glass as well. He plunged his tongue passed her slightly parted lips and began to explore. Desiree moaned and then gave into every last one of his charms. She threw her arms around his neck and began to rub the back of his head while massaging his tongue with her’s. Her head kept telling her to stop but her body was magnetized to his. Desiree figured he wouldn’t press too far since he believes its bad timing. Trey moved from her mouth to her neck, moving his left hand to clasp her breast. He pushed her body down on the sofa and Desiree’s body instinctively lunged closer to his. She wrapped her legs around his thighs, moving her hands down the spine of his back and resting them onto his ass. Desiree could feel the excitement that he was feeling. His dick was so hard that she thought for sure that it would press passed both of their clothes and inside her. Trey managed to get both her breasts out her shirt…playing, teasing, and groping her body. Desiree didn’t think she was going to be able to contain herself much longer. She was ready to rip off his t-shirt and shorts and place his throbbing dick inside her abandoned love place. Just as she was about to give in, her mind started whirling. His words came back to her…“Why…because you’re not that type of woman? You know how many times I’ve heard that? Countless!!!” She knew she couldn’t give in. Trey had to realize that SOME women do have standards and that his charms and good looks can’t get him laid every time. She pushed him off her and fixed her clothes.
T: “What’s wrong?”
D: “I gotta go. Maybe next time you’ll have a better conversation planned.”
T: Trey laughed at that quick jab. “So it’ll be a next time?”
D: (Smiling)... “Only if you come correct…I at least expect a date. Good night.”
Desiree shuts the door behind her as Trey sits on the couch rubbing his deserted erect dick, hating that he didn’t even manage to get head from her. “Shit…I thought for sure I had her. She just teased the hell outta me and left me with blue balls. I guess she really ain’t that kind of woman. Let me call up Alyssa real quick.”
Stay tuned to see what happens with Trey & Desiree. Plan for the next one to get even freakier!