Horny preston loves to bang onyx
On Monday, I took off from work. I was so mad, that I could not even look at Preston without feeling as if I could punch him in the throat. I went to the spa for a massage and when I checked in for my appointment, I saw Mallory, “Elise, hey how are you?”
This is strange, I thought. Why is she being cordial to me if her husband told her that he was still in love with me? “Hey, I’m well ... I thought—”
“Thanks for the pep talk the other night. Preston and I started taking couples therapy last week, it’s been so good and we’re learning a lot.”
“That’s awesome. So happy for you two.”
I turned to leave, the receptionist called out to me, “Ma’am your appointment.” I kept right out the door. I no longer wanted to be relaxed, I wanted to fuck some shit up.
I called Preston and told him to meet me at a hotel where we used to meet. As soon as he walked in the door, he was all smiley and tried to kiss me. I grabbed his face and pushed him back.
“You are an asshole, Preston,” I wagged my finger at him, “I wondered why Bill referred you to me, especially since I told him, I wasn’t taking any new clients. How did you know it was me?”
He shrugged, “You mean that night when we—”
“No. I mean, when you saw me with him at his party. He said you were there and that you had to meet me.”
He hesitated then burst into a sinister laugh, “At first, I wasn’t sure, but it was just something about how you moved and I took a picture of you that night while you were looking all sexy in that tight-ass dress. I took it home and played with it and I said to myself, this is a striking coincidence. So, I called in my favor and had him convince you to meet me, that’s why I used another name. I knew you wouldn’t if I gave my real name.”
“And all that shit about loving me and leaving your wife?” I scolded, “you’re still playing the same fucking games. You want to parade around Mallory, while you get your rocks off behind the scenes with me.”
He shrugged, “People do it all the time. Admit it, you enjoyed being with me.”
“So, you wanted to fuck up my life just to continue having access to me?”
“I was never going to tell ole dude or that white guy. I just didn’t want to lose you.”
I walked up real close and kneed him in the balls, “Fuck you, Preston. My resignation papers will be on your desk tomorrow.”
“Wait, Elise. Elise--” He ran out the door after me, but I hurried onto the elevator and let it close.
I went home and sat on my sofa with a bottle of wine. My phone rang. It was Henderson. I answered, “Hey.”
“Okay, sis, what the hell is going on?” he asked filled with concern in his voice.
“Come over after work and I’ll explain it to you.”
“Okay.”
The call ended and I heard Onyx’s line ring. It was so tempting to retreat into her, but I refrained. Alessandro called, but I couldn’t talk to him. I didn’t have the words and didn’t want to be rejected twice.
When Henderson came by, my cousin Iyanna was there. I needed to tell this story to them at the same time. He plopped down on the sofa next to Iyanna. I took a deep breath.
“Okay, spill it already,” said Iyanna impatiently.
“As you know, I resigned today.”
“Did he do something to you?” asked Iyanna.
Henderson asked, “Who Preston?”
“We dated in college for a while. He played me and Mallory. Obviously, he ended up married to her, but he still wants to fuck me.”
“But you told him to fuck off right?” said Iyanna.
“I fucked him,” I said plainly and pointed at her as she gave me the side-eye, “and don’t give me that look because you even suggested that I fuck him to get back at Mallory.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t think you’d do it.”
“I did.”
“Wow, my mind is blown. So, what about you and Jefferson?”
“That got fucked up when I told him about Onyx.”
Their faces morphed into question marks, “Who the hell is Onyx?” they both asked. I pulled out the phone and showed them pictures of me at upscale parties with rich men, on vacation, in fancy hotels.
“This is you cuz?” asked Iyanna in disbelief.
“Yeah. I become her. Jefferson says I’m a prostitute, but I don’t know it’s not like that ... I mean to some degree maybe.”
“Bitch!!! How can I be down with some shit like this? I was wondering how you could afford all this stuff. I knew you were good with ya money, but now it’s all making sense.”
The next morning, Alessandro left early to take care of some work. Me, I had nothing to do but relax. I had just gotten out of the shower when I heard footsteps. I didn’t expect Alessandro back so early, but I was happy to see him, I went out to greet him wrapped in a towel.
I was frozen in my steps when I saw Gianni. He looked at me, “I’m sorry, is this ... this is Alessandro’s boat?”
I nodded, “Yeah, I’m here visiting or whatever. He had some stuff to do at the office. He should be back in a couple of hours.”
He smiled, “No problem. Sorry to have interrupted your shower. I had no idea my little cousin was dating anyone. I always thought he was a little, eh, you know.”
I tilted my head, “He’s definitely not that.”
He nodded, “Tell him I stopped by.” he started to leave, “what did you say your name was again?”
“I didn’t say, but it’s Elise.”
He walked over to me reached for my hand, kissed the top, then looked into my eyes and smiled, “Pleasure meeting you.”
“Likewise,” I replied as I watched him leave. My mind was blown. He didn’t recognize me.
Later that morning, when Alessandro arrived, I greeted him on the deck with a kiss, “Did your cousin call you?” I asked as we walked inside.
He shrugged, “No.”
“He stopped by.”
“What did he want?”
“I don’t know. He just said he’d call you.” I sighed, “anyway, we need to go to the store, and perhaps check out a few places.” I handed him a list of houses I wanted to look at.
He kissed my forehead, “Okay bella, just let me use the restroom real quick,” he replied as he headed to the bathroom.
I looked in the refrigerator, wasn’t much available for consumption. Therefore, a trip to the store for some kind of food would be vital. I heard footsteps, I turned to see Gianni, “Hi again,” he said as he stared at me.
Alessandro stepped into the kitchen area, “Cousin, you’re here.” He walked over and hugged him.
“Yeah, I’m here. Wanted to see if we could negotiate.” He looked over at me, “I met your pretty friend earlier.”
Alessandro smiled, “Yeah, we’re just about to leave, get something to eat, and look at a few houses.”
“Houses?” he said inquisitively as he nodded, “Wow, things that serious, I didn’t even know you were seeing anyone.”
Alessandro laughed, “Not like we talk about anything other than business.”
“Let me take you two to eat. I know a great place, I own it,” he said smiling.
We were in Gianni’s car. He drove. Alessandro sat in front and I sat in the back. I would look up and see Gianni glance at me through the rearview mirror.
When we arrived at the restaurant named Gianni’s, which I was familiar with. I had been a few times with him as Onyx. He said proudly, “The food here is great. You’re gonna love it,” he said to me as we walked inside.
He was greeted, “Hey boss.”
“Hey, is my table ready?”
“Always.” The host responded and showed us to the area. A table near the rear overlooked the ocean.
“Now, Elise, order anything you like, my cousin here is paying for everything.” he joked.
I smiled and opened the menu. I already knew what I wanted. I ordered chicken marsala, which was breast of chicken sautéed and topped with a thin slice of prosciutto & melted Fontina cheese in a mushroom Marsala sauce and served with Trenette Pachino. I handed the server the menu and said, “May I also have a bowl of minestrone to go?”
This is strange, I thought. Why is she being cordial to me if her husband told her that he was still in love with me? “Hey, I’m well ... I thought—”
“Thanks for the pep talk the other night. Preston and I started taking couples therapy last week, it’s been so good and we’re learning a lot.”
“That’s awesome. So happy for you two.”
I turned to leave, the receptionist called out to me, “Ma’am your appointment.” I kept right out the door. I no longer wanted to be relaxed, I wanted to fuck some shit up.
I called Preston and told him to meet me at a hotel where we used to meet. As soon as he walked in the door, he was all smiley and tried to kiss me. I grabbed his face and pushed him back.
“You are an asshole, Preston,” I wagged my finger at him, “I wondered why Bill referred you to me, especially since I told him, I wasn’t taking any new clients. How did you know it was me?”
He shrugged, “You mean that night when we—”
“No. I mean, when you saw me with him at his party. He said you were there and that you had to meet me.”
He hesitated then burst into a sinister laugh, “At first, I wasn’t sure, but it was just something about how you moved and I took a picture of you that night while you were looking all sexy in that tight-ass dress. I took it home and played with it and I said to myself, this is a striking coincidence. So, I called in my favor and had him convince you to meet me, that’s why I used another name. I knew you wouldn’t if I gave my real name.”
“And all that shit about loving me and leaving your wife?” I scolded, “you’re still playing the same fucking games. You want to parade around Mallory, while you get your rocks off behind the scenes with me.”
He shrugged, “People do it all the time. Admit it, you enjoyed being with me.”
“So, you wanted to fuck up my life just to continue having access to me?”
“I was never going to tell ole dude or that white guy. I just didn’t want to lose you.”
I walked up real close and kneed him in the balls, “Fuck you, Preston. My resignation papers will be on your desk tomorrow.”
“Wait, Elise. Elise--” He ran out the door after me, but I hurried onto the elevator and let it close.
I went home and sat on my sofa with a bottle of wine. My phone rang. It was Henderson. I answered, “Hey.”
“Okay, sis, what the hell is going on?” he asked filled with concern in his voice.
“Come over after work and I’ll explain it to you.”
“Okay.”
The call ended and I heard Onyx’s line ring. It was so tempting to retreat into her, but I refrained. Alessandro called, but I couldn’t talk to him. I didn’t have the words and didn’t want to be rejected twice.
When Henderson came by, my cousin Iyanna was there. I needed to tell this story to them at the same time. He plopped down on the sofa next to Iyanna. I took a deep breath.
“Okay, spill it already,” said Iyanna impatiently.
“As you know, I resigned today.”
“Did he do something to you?” asked Iyanna.
Henderson asked, “Who Preston?”
“We dated in college for a while. He played me and Mallory. Obviously, he ended up married to her, but he still wants to fuck me.”
“But you told him to fuck off right?” said Iyanna.
“I fucked him,” I said plainly and pointed at her as she gave me the side-eye, “and don’t give me that look because you even suggested that I fuck him to get back at Mallory.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t think you’d do it.”
“I did.”
“Wow, my mind is blown. So, what about you and Jefferson?”
“That got fucked up when I told him about Onyx.”
Their faces morphed into question marks, “Who the hell is Onyx?” they both asked. I pulled out the phone and showed them pictures of me at upscale parties with rich men, on vacation, in fancy hotels.
“This is you cuz?” asked Iyanna in disbelief.
“Yeah. I become her. Jefferson says I’m a prostitute, but I don’t know it’s not like that ... I mean to some degree maybe.”
“Bitch!!! How can I be down with some shit like this? I was wondering how you could afford all this stuff. I knew you were good with ya money, but now it’s all making sense.”
The next morning, Alessandro left early to take care of some work. Me, I had nothing to do but relax. I had just gotten out of the shower when I heard footsteps. I didn’t expect Alessandro back so early, but I was happy to see him, I went out to greet him wrapped in a towel.
I was frozen in my steps when I saw Gianni. He looked at me, “I’m sorry, is this ... this is Alessandro’s boat?”
I nodded, “Yeah, I’m here visiting or whatever. He had some stuff to do at the office. He should be back in a couple of hours.”
He smiled, “No problem. Sorry to have interrupted your shower. I had no idea my little cousin was dating anyone. I always thought he was a little, eh, you know.”
I tilted my head, “He’s definitely not that.”
He nodded, “Tell him I stopped by.” he started to leave, “what did you say your name was again?”
“I didn’t say, but it’s Elise.”
He walked over to me reached for my hand, kissed the top, then looked into my eyes and smiled, “Pleasure meeting you.”
“Likewise,” I replied as I watched him leave. My mind was blown. He didn’t recognize me.
Later that morning, when Alessandro arrived, I greeted him on the deck with a kiss, “Did your cousin call you?” I asked as we walked inside.
He shrugged, “No.”
“He stopped by.”
“What did he want?”
“I don’t know. He just said he’d call you.” I sighed, “anyway, we need to go to the store, and perhaps check out a few places.” I handed him a list of houses I wanted to look at.
He kissed my forehead, “Okay bella, just let me use the restroom real quick,” he replied as he headed to the bathroom.
I looked in the refrigerator, wasn’t much available for consumption. Therefore, a trip to the store for some kind of food would be vital. I heard footsteps, I turned to see Gianni, “Hi again,” he said as he stared at me.
Alessandro stepped into the kitchen area, “Cousin, you’re here.” He walked over and hugged him.
“Yeah, I’m here. Wanted to see if we could negotiate.” He looked over at me, “I met your pretty friend earlier.”
Alessandro smiled, “Yeah, we’re just about to leave, get something to eat, and look at a few houses.”
“Houses?” he said inquisitively as he nodded, “Wow, things that serious, I didn’t even know you were seeing anyone.”
Alessandro laughed, “Not like we talk about anything other than business.”
“Let me take you two to eat. I know a great place, I own it,” he said smiling.
We were in Gianni’s car. He drove. Alessandro sat in front and I sat in the back. I would look up and see Gianni glance at me through the rearview mirror.
When we arrived at the restaurant named Gianni’s, which I was familiar with. I had been a few times with him as Onyx. He said proudly, “The food here is great. You’re gonna love it,” he said to me as we walked inside.
He was greeted, “Hey boss.”
“Hey, is my table ready?”
“Always.” The host responded and showed us to the area. A table near the rear overlooked the ocean.
“Now, Elise, order anything you like, my cousin here is paying for everything.” he joked.
I smiled and opened the menu. I already knew what I wanted. I ordered chicken marsala, which was breast of chicken sautéed and topped with a thin slice of prosciutto & melted Fontina cheese in a mushroom Marsala sauce and served with Trenette Pachino. I handed the server the menu and said, “May I also have a bowl of minestrone to go?”