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Fidelity's Reluctance
By Kellen M Parham
Tuesday, May 27, 2008

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Soap Opra of Love, Lust, and deceit

Fidelity’s Reluctance
By: Kellen M. Parham

“I just can’t take this shit anymore;
I’m tired of being unhappy.”
Read the displeasing text message.
Already knowing what her problem was,
Slim still didn’t hesitate in sending a concerned response,
“What’s wrong baby, and how can I relieve your stress?”
She sat at the foot of her bed,
And fell deep into thought,
For there were unlimited circumstances that could ease her grief,
“You coming over?” Slim grinned from his suggestion,
“Umm…. I don’t know.” She responded
As her eyes searched amongst the ceiling fixtures,
“What you mean you don’t know? It’s a yes or no question.
Either you do or you don’t. I don’t understand.”
Slim sarcastically contested, for he knew of her circumstance,
He had a full understanding of why she was reluctant to submit;
Slim knew she had a boyfriend,
But he’s also aware of her sexual interest for him,
“Well, How about this? I’m going to Wal-Mart,
To buy the ingredients for my Jambalaya,
It shouldn’t take me no longer than twenty to thirty minutes.
I’ll just call you then. So be ready, horny & hungry.”
Slim concluded the text with his “LOL” signature,
Solidifying his serious but humorous nature,
She then knew that there was no alternative,
She must submit; plus she has always wanted some of Slim’s dick,
And not to forget about her grief,
For as she said, and I quote, “I just can’t take this shit….”
Slim gathered the last of his groceries,
Heads up the rickety stairs, careful of the loose nails,
Carrying two loads of groceries,rummaging through his right front pocket,
Fumbling through receipts, cell phone, coin & paper change,
To realize his keys were still within the locks of his car trunk,
“Shit…. I don’t feel like walking back down all those steps.”
Slim shook his head in disgust of his forgetfulness,
He dropped his bag of groceries,
Tip-toed down the rickety stairs, even more careful of the loose nails,
He reached the last step, when he felt the vibrations of his cell phone,
It was a text from her,
“What’s taking you so long? You forgot about me?”
Slim could feel her eagerness, or maybe he was just feeling his own,
“Of course not baby… You can come now… You can come home?”
He grinned something devilish, concluding his text,
With his “LOL” signature,
He grabbed his car keys out of his stubborn car trunk lock,
Walked back up the rickety stairs, three times as more careful of the loose nails,
It’s something about those nails he fear, and that he seemed yet to figure,
He finally unlocked his apartment; greeted by the aroma of fresh pine sol,
Slim loves to keep a clean apartment, especially for special company,
Upon placing the grocery bags on the kitchen floor,
Slim immediately turned to his stereo, pressed play on its remote control,
The acoustic tunes of John Legend warmed the atmosphere,
After the strike of two strike-box matches,
Four scented candles overwhelmed his luxurious foyer, den, and dining room,
Slim wasn’t shy about notable elegance and seductive ambiances,
For he loved nude paintings of exotic & Egyptian women,
His artistic display accompanied his every step through his long hallway,
As he walked towards his master bedroom,
He sprayed a dash of Curve Crush cologne, on the collar of his brown button-up,
Now looking deeper into the mirror, upon his facial blemishes,
The sight of his grotesque ingrown hairs,
Made his hair bumps look even larger and more disturbing,
At least this is what Slim’s insecurities brought to his attention,
But he doesn’t let that shatter his confidence;
Hell… He’s Slim- every woman’s wet dream;
Amidst observation he hears his doorbell ring, and it’s she;
“Damn Boo, you got it smelling all good up here…”
The pleasant thickness of her thighs fell snug,
Within the tightness of her Polo jeans,
Her curves seemed to have been landscaped,
By the great Masonry architects of the biblical days,
She was a goddess in Slim’s eyes,
Her hug was as soft as Egyptian cotton; kiss was as warm as tropical waters;
Smell was that of hypnosis; she was as smooth as 100 year aged whisky;
And Slim was ready to get tipsy; indulge into her intoxication,
She stepped in, sat on the leather couch, and as a bloodhound he followed her trail,
“Would you like a glass of wine?”
Hospitality is Slim’s pleasure, amongst other things,
She passed on the drink, but she was quick in making herself at home,
She kicked off her red rubber Sperry boat shoes,
Sitting them neatly to the right side of where she sat,
Slim began preparing dinner: dicing onions, garlic, and herbs,
Cleaning, then seasoning fresh chicken breast, peeling, then seasoning jumbo shrimp,
Defrosting, and then chopping spicy Louisiana sausages;
As Slim’s Creole gourmet dinner brewed, the spicy fragrance of delight hypnotized she,
She was drawn by the scent, as if it was honey suckles and she was a bee,
She then began to see, that Slim was more the man she’d dream,
More the man she’d been accustomed,
For her steak & eggs, was the equivalence of Mickey D’s,
The sight of him, dressed fit as a king,
Standing over a stove, made her pussy wet,
And she imagined being his queen,
She stood behind him, observing his slender structure, his juicy tight ass,
She was ready to get unclothed, her Chanel panties were begging to be dismissed,
Her neck began to tickle, her caramel lips ready to be kissed,
The heat of the kitchen, matched the heat of her lustful libation,
And she didn’t want to fight her ambition,
For she already knew, she’d put herself in this unlawful position,
And Slim was just playing his role, in her poetic fantasy,
Little did she know, Slim had turned around and caught her in her statuesque stance;
“What are you thinking about?”
Slim asked as he was staring into her large light brown eyes,
Noticing she was in a deep melodic thought,
She just stood there, still deep in thought, twisting her blonde & brown streaked hair,
She was trapped within her day dream, undisturbed by his question,
Slim walked to her, gave her a sensual kiss upon her forehead,
She flinched, as if Slim’s kiss was electrifying, and she backed away,
Her mind was telling her, she was too close, but her body was reluctant to believe,
Thus, this incident sparked the battle between her body & her mind,
Noticing, to what seem as displeasure, Slim stepped back himself,
“Is everything okay? Is there something wrong?”
Slim’s concerning question brought her back to reality,
“Oh, no! Everything is great. Is the food almost ready?
Sure smells good.”
Her late response, signaled to Slim that something was on her mind,
And what; he doesn’t know, but he could sense her sexual tension,
After dinner, they sat and they talked, they talked and they sat,
He’d whisper, she’d smile, she’d whisper, he’d smile,
As if playing a game of subliminal love taps,
The heat was no longer in the kitchen,
But now surrounding their conversation in the living room;
Time seemed to no longer have existed, for five hours had already passed,
Slim noticed how late it was starting to get,
“Damn baby, what time is it? Your man isn’t up waiting on you?”
Slim’s sarcasm was only to test the waters, making sure it was the proper temperature,
“Umm… It is getting late. I gotta go.”
She noticed the time on the far digital clock, which sat above his entertainment center,
“You don’t have to leave. My home is your home, remember?”
Slim objected, as he rubbed her thigh with his left hand,
While reaching to pull her closer with his right,
Again her mind held him back, as her body slightly lunged towards his,
She knew she had to leave, she knew this wasn’t right; she had to fight her lust,
But the sight of his full poetic lips,
The dapperness of Slim’s precisely trimmed beard,
The smoothness of Slim’s dark brown face;
Slim’s skin was that of perfection through her eyes,
Her body didn’t want to get up, but her mind was in total control,
She reluctantly put her red Sperry boat shoes back on both feet,
Stood up, reached for a hug goodbye,
His hug was soft as the clouds of heaven, kiss warm as Brazilian beaches,
Smell was that of ecstasy, he was as smooth as silk panties made for Nefertiti,
Her pussy was that of the needy, and she saw his dick as a shelter of relief,
However, Slim’s place wasn’t her haven,
She pushed away, he pulled her back,
She jerked away, he pulled her back,
As though they were in a lover’s tug-of-war, a sexual debate,
Slim moved in for a kiss, she turned her head left & right, avoiding his contact,
Slim’s body now pressed against hers,
Sandwiching her between the far wall of his extravagant hallway,
Slim grinded his pulsating erection against her thunderous, voluptuous thighs,
He then, eased his tongue to the edge of her neck,
To taste the pleasantness of her sexiness,
Her mind fought to push away, but now it was her body in complete control,
She squirmed, from the pleasurable sensation tingling under her ear,
She felt, Slim’s erection now throbbing harder,
Through her tight Polo jeans, at the base of her camel toe,
Her body wanted to reach and grab his dick print,
But her mind succeeded in withdrawing that action,
She then felt, Slim’s hands fondling under her blouse,
Exploring north towards her mountainous breast, excavating its peaks,
Her nipples were acceptant of Slim’s pioneer finger tips,
She fed them well, addressed them well, they were well at home,
She was very hospitable to her new visitors; free of shyness,
And as the pleasure began, it quickly came to an end,
When her relentless mind finally pushed Slim away,
Snatching his hands from her breast,
Quickly she realigned her bra over her breast, twisted and fitted her blouse to style,
“Slim… Slim baby, I gotta go.” She stuttered as she was still holding him back,
Slim wasn’t as persistent, for he understood the notion,
“Well thanks for coming over. I hope you enjoyed dinner.”
Slim smiled as he reached to give her a hug goodbye,
She hesitantly accepted his gesture, for she knew their contact could reignite another duo,
“No, thank you for dinner and yes, it was very delicious.
Well, it was great spending time with you. I call you tomorrow.”
She reached for the doorknob, but it wasn’t long before she felt Slim’s tug,
He gave her a quick kiss on the lips, which she couldn’t avoid this sensual connection,
She gently pushed away, opened the door, tip-toed down the rickety stairs,
Four times as careful of the loose nails, as Slim was;
Opened her driver side car door; sat in the seat;
Took a deep breath; smiled; and whispered to herself;
“Damn, Slim is too much…”
She then turned up the volume of her car’s CD player;
The sounds of Rihanna’s Unfaithful,
Echoed from her speakers, as she then drove off,
Vanishing into the darkness of her reality…..

Too Be Continued…..


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