We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

CHAPTER 3

Cici

Why is it nobody takes me seriously? I like making people laugh but when it comes to

actually being earnest, people laugh it off or joke about it. It’ gets old, really. I love my

best friend and I know that she loves me unconditionally as well, but I wish now that we

are older, she would take me just a little more seriously. Like just a bit ago, when I

smelled that delicious scent on her, she just laughed it off and thought I was high. I

haven’t touched a joint since Senior year when I got so high that I broke into the math

teacher’s back yard and went skinny dipping in their pool. How was I to know their

twelve-year-old son was home at the time? Never mind about that, though; the point is I

don’t smoke it anymore, and she knows d*mn well I don’t. I’m just glad that my mate

could scent it too, that I’m not going crazy.

Enter title…

Speaking of my handsome mate, I can smell his yummy citrus scent catching up to me. I

dip into the closest room, which so happens to be a utility closet, and wait until he

approaches. Once he’s close enough, l’throw the door open and grab him by the shirt,

pulling him into the closet with me.

“Cici, what are you…”

I don’t let him finish as I drop to my knees and pull his c*ck out of his joggers. He’s got

such a nice-looking phallus; both lengthy and girthy, it pleases me very well. Before he

tries arguing with me, I get to work with my mouth. He can never pass up a blowie from

his mate. He groans as his fingers tangle in my hair.

“F*ck, Cici! How are you able to do this to me?” He puts a little pressure on to my head

to get me into the rhythm in which he’s in

the mood for at the moment, and then I take over from there, usually. This time, though,

he must need a good stress reliever because he never let’s go, and continues to f*ck my

face hard, “Goddess, baby…I don’t care what anybody says, I f*cking love this mouth of

yours!”

It doesn’t take too long before he’s unloading his w*d deep in my throat. I don’t even get

any of it until he pulls out, that’s how deep

leaving once he’s done, like so many ex-boyfriends did

that holds some cleaning supplies,

blowie, that he

and go? No way, I’ve got a

f*ck, yes, Spence, yes! Just like that, please don’t stop!” I beg and plead because

a lot of things when it comes

up with me sometimes, so I find myself getting my own self off

to pleasure me. He’s even picked out the toys. that

for him. Yeah, we

hips gripped in both his hands as he pounds into

a little, though, he shoves it back down

are both cursing out our climaxes

that was

grab a rag to wipe myself off, but he stops me, “Uh uh, you wanted

me away from my duty just to please yourself, you

mate came through for his little

me hard, “I f*cking love

my knees, I let him kiss me and

pants, smearing his dripping c*m all over

all set. Why don’t you go

Luna’s birthday party.”

and

to do, but first I want to

he smirks

at him, but it’s playfully because I

everyone knows that we are mated

not

“No, baby, I smelled it too. It

intoxicating.”

why didn’t the

He only shrugs, “Maybe they are coming down with

my mate, “Seriously? Not only are

the Queen and King; their

“Hm, that’s true. I honestly don’t know, babe. Don’t

for a moment and then sigh, “I

nothing.”

“That’s my girl!”

day?” I

get aroused again.

me before widening them, “Already?!

Maybe we should make an appointment to see

Doc.”

then begins to concern me

hate doctors, but I will go for him. I’d do anything for my

thinks I need to see a doctor, then I’m

out of my day to

gotta go, baby. See about setting something up with Dr. Sands and I will go

lips against my forehead

okay. I can do that.” I give him