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Figure me out

“Can you believe what Kevall asked me?”

“Nah. What?”

“He asked me to stop f***ing other people.”

Passion was over the whole conversation with Kevall. She loved him, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to go back to the way things were. She wasn’t satisfied then. During that time of being married and faithful, she felt she lost a little bit of herself.

Over the years since them decided to be polyamorous, she started to become more and more of the woman she felt she had always been. Which was something very beautiful in it self. She no longer felt unattractive or insecure because she had the chance to become that beautiful sexual butterfly she always believed herself to be.

By learning how many men and  women viewed her, she unlocked the deadbolt to her sexuality; more like burst that door off of the hinges. Now because life proved to be so good over the years; she wasn’t sure she was ready to turn back.

“So… what you gonna do?”

“I don’t know, girl.”

“Well, you know the only reason he wants you to stop now, is because he don’t want to look stupid to everyone else. Also I think by having Jaylen there the other night, it made things real to him.”

“Yeah, I think you right, girl. But I still don’t know what to do. I’m sure if I tell him ‘No’ he’s gonna get all up in his feelings.”

“You know it…. I hate to be the bearer of bad new; but he may even leave you. Are you ready for that?”

Passion wasn’t finished being a connoisseur of the many different flavors that were sexuality. So she wasn’t quite sure what to say or how to feel. On one hand, she didn’t want to loose him. On the other, she felt it was unfair for him to ask her to change once again, because of his ego.

“Shonda, I really don’t know… I never gave that a thought.”

“Are you still happy being his wife? Or are you more interested in becoming a THOT?”

“Damn! Why you got to say it like that?”

“I don’t mean anything by it. I’m just saying, know what you’re giving up before you decide to walk away from a 20+ year marriage.”

“Well, he’s definitely not going to get his answer today. I’m gonna take some time to think about it. Matter a fact… Girl what you doing this weekend?”

“Taking Brent to his father’s….. You know, he hasn’t seen him since we got divorced?”

“Are you serious?!”

Shonda was a divorcée, mother, and business woman; who took pride in everything she ever did. Things between her and her now ex-husband Ross, had gone sour because he couldn’t except her success. Mainly because she was taking nothing but W’s and he couldn’t catch a break. Sure he had a job, but because of the way he was raised, he felt it was the mans job to be the earner, protector, and provider. So naturally when roles switched, so did their feelings for each other.

“Yeah, girl. Unfortunately I am.”

“How long has it been? Because isn’t Brent; What?…  15 now.”

“Yep. But get this.. He saying I’m keeping him away from his son…. How?!”

“Well, are you?”

“For real? You really gonna ask me that?.. “You know I would never do that! My mother did that to my Dad. That’s why our relationship is strained till this day.”

“Shonda, please don’t get offended. It’s just, sometimes Baby Mother’s do things like that, because their trying to hurt their Baby’s Father just as bad as he hurt them.”

“Passion, there’s a big difference between being a Baby Momma and a WIFE. After all, I do have morals. No matter how mad I get, I would never do anything like that. Because, It wouldn’t be only hurting him it’ll be hurting my child.”

“Damn… Sorry. Didn’t mean to take it there. All I was trying to ask is; Do you wanna take a trip with me?”

“B**** where?! You know I’m down.”

“I’m thinking… South Africa?”

“Let me know when you ready.”

“Okay good! I’m gonna talk this over with Kevall tonight. Then I’ll call you with the details.”

“What made you wanna take this trip?”

“I just need to clear my head and possibly get some good pipe , before I make this decision.”

“Ha.. ha… ha.. Girl, you a mess!”

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Passion 2: Getting Her Feet Wet

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“Passion, what’s up with you and little young thang over there?”

“What you talking about?” 

“Rosalind told me, she saw you with some young buck. And since Junior over there, is the only youngin we recently hired, it got to be him.”

“Shonda, why you all in my business?”

“Excuse me, but I thought you were Ms. Free as a bird. The one who throws the rock, but doesn’t hide her hand.”

“Oh don’t get it twisted, I am still that b****. I just don’t feel like talkin about it.”

“What?!… I can’t believe that one. Is this the same Passion I went to FAM with; the same girl who had an orgy with 2 girls and a guy?… The same one who couldn’t wait to tell me; so instead of calling, she ran all the way over to my dorm room, because she just had to see my reaction as she told the story?”

“Yeah; she is me. But this here, is just a tune up; every now and again. It’s really nothing to talk about.”

“I don’t give a damn! I still want to know.”

“Ooh, you noisy.”

“Like yo ass not…. Op, there he go!” 

“And.. What that suppose to mean?” Passion started to get a little irritated; because she really wanted to forget all about ‘the youngin’ being in between her thighs.

He was good, but not good enough.

“Don’t look, but I thank he’s coming over here.”

“Damn! I was trying to avoid his ass.” Before she could even think of leaving, he was standing before her.

“Hey, Mrs. Whitaker. How are you doing, this evening?”

“I’m well. How about you?”

“Could be better.” He didn’t have to say a word; she knew exactly what was on his mind. It seemed ever since she put him in his place, he became extremely aroused, whenever she was near.

“Passion, aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend?”

“Ah, yeah. Jaylen this my good friend Shonda. Shonda this is Jaylen. Would you two excuse me for a minute?” Passion was almost willing to give in; once she remembered his oral fixation, with various parts of her body. But soon remembered, the party they were currently attending, was being thrown at her house; an idea set into motion, by her ever so thoughtful husband.

“Babe, where are you going?” 

“No where.  Just wanted to get some air…. You know what? I was just thinking about you.”

“Really?…

“Yeah.”

But are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, I’m good.”

“Can I join you?”

“Well… yeah, I guess.” As she stood there, looking at her gorgeous husband; in they’re 20 million dollar home; surrounded by people who either loved her or wanted to f*** her. She realized how blessed she was to marry a man like Kevall. A man who loved her despite her many flaws. “On one condition.”

“What’s that?”

“I need you to take control of all this; like you use too.” She said as she glided her hands up and down her body.

“What you mean, like I use too?” Kevall felt a little offended by Passion’s comment. He knew he hadn’t been putting in that work, like he use to; but he figured it was good enough.

“I didn’t stutter.” Passion was never one to bite her tongue.

“Well.. come here.” Sometimes Kevall believed Passion said certain things to upset him; because she knew he would always take his frustrations with her, out in the bed room. He knew how kinky his wife was, and he had to admit, that was one of the things he loved most about her.  

“No!”

“Stop playing, and bring that sexy a** over here. “

“Make me.” Kevall was the only man Passion would allow to take control; because she trusted him.

Kevall realized she wasn’t budging. So he walked his chiseled, sexy, creamy mocha colored self over to her. Gave her a gentle, passionate kiss on the lips. Before she knew it, he had her bent over, fully clothed rubbing his girth between the folds of her womanhood.

Ahhh… Stop it! I can’t take it, anymore. Please put it in!”

Shhh… you don’t want your friends to hear us.”

“We’re not doing anything; yet”

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