A Reflection of Me: AAMBC Anthology - The Rain (excerpt) by Lord'Williams Lord'Williams
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A collection of short stories from authors: Arnold Wolf, Ndea B, Tamika Newhouse, Aisha K. Moore, Lacha’ J. Mitchell, Eddrick Dejuan, Fabiola Sully, Lord’Williams, T. Nicole, Savannah J., Brooklen Borne
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The Rain (excerpt)
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The Rain is erotically-suspenseful. It portrays how a one stand can leave you standing behind bars doing a 25-to life bid for murder.
In this excerpt; Samantha just finished having phone-sex with her fiance, Micheal, but the event left her in some serious heat:
Then it came to me. What else would a young, vibrant, horny woman, bent with energy to burn, would do? Take her horny ass to the gym and burn that energy off as best she could. I jumped from the bed to retrieve my cell phone, speed dialed my girl Rhonda, and then spent twenty minutes trying to warm her up on the gym idea. She really put up some resistance, and it wasn’t as if the girl didn’t need it. She was too young to be sitting on her behind the way she was, gaining weight. Her curves were gone, which was being replaced by killers rolls of fat. Nothing worked until I told her I saw her ex, Jaison, with some skank just the other day.
We met up at the Crunch, down on Astor Street. It felt funny seeing the place so empty to be two o’clock in the morning, for a Friday night. Rhonda and I was able to pick of any equipment we wanted. There were a few men, and a good number of the heavy mama’s—you know the ones that come out to exercise when all the Barbie’s were asleep.
After working up a good sweat for two hours, it was time to call it a wrap. Rhonda said she wanted to complete another two miles on the treadmill before joining me in the showers, which was cool with me after I spotted this fine ass brother who was walking up the stairs, in front of me. I eyed the bulging muscles, his sweaty physique and felt something wicked come over me. I spied him entering the men’s locker room and disappeared into an alley of lockers several rows from the back. My mouth dropped and I knew my jaw bounced off the floor a few times, I could not believe a man could be so damn pretty. Humph probably was gay. Shit, they usually were, but not that it mattered because I had mine.
I found it hard to shake that wicked feeling, as I listened to the sounds that came from the men locker room. When I heard him exit the locker room, I ran to catch a glimpse of him carrying his gym bag into the men shower area, while dressed in a towel and slippers.
I slowly strolled to the glass door, of the men showers, where I heard nothing, and then a single shower came on. This meant he was in there alone. –I pushed open the door slowly and carefully tiptoed my way behind a wall, stuck my head out to see him under the water lathering up, and it…it….well it caused things to stir throughout my entire body. The way he would glide that bar of soap over the peaks and valleys of his manly form, down between those powerful butt cheeks, and over and under a dick—he should be a shame to have. His jewel was nothing like my Michael’s, but the rest of him had this woman stuck on some shit I would lie about.
My little kitten was throbbing, moist, and speaking to me. I tried to ignore her, but that wicked woman inside of me was talking the same shit into both my ears. I just, I just couldn’t take it any longer. I had to leave or bite my bottom lip off, so instead I stepped from behind the wall and walked within two showers of him where I chose to get undress and bathe.
His eyes were closed. He never looked in my direction, he paid my presence no mind at all until I let out a long feminine sigh, and then I felt his stare on my body. I’m sure I became the center of his attention when I spread my legs and bent over to grab the shampoo and my shower cap from my caddy, exposing my entire world, giving his eyes a feast. He must have seen some pink, because I felt the water run between my lips. I knew his view was plentiful because I peeped his erected pecker. Mmmmmm, I felt that power, which I loved often to feel... (excerpt from The Rain).
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In this excerpt; Samantha just finished having phone-sex with her fiance, Micheal, but the event left her in some serious heat:
Then it came to me. What else would a young, vibrant, horny woman, bent with energy to burn, would do? Take her horny ass to the gym and burn that energy off as best she could. I jumped from the bed to retrieve my cell phone, speed dialed my girl Rhonda, and then spent twenty minutes trying to warm her up on the gym idea. She really put up some resistance, and it wasn’t as if the girl didn’t need it. She was too young to be sitting on her behind the way she was, gaining weight. Her curves were gone, which was being replaced by killers rolls of fat. Nothing worked until I told her I saw her ex, Jaison, with some skank just the other day.
We met up at the Crunch, down on Astor Street. It felt funny seeing the place so empty to be two o’clock in the morning, for a Friday night. Rhonda and I was able to pick of any equipment we wanted. There were a few men, and a good number of the heavy mama’s—you know the ones that come out to exercise when all the Barbie’s were asleep.
After working up a good sweat for two hours, it was time to call it a wrap. Rhonda said she wanted to complete another two miles on the treadmill before joining me in the showers, which was cool with me after I spotted this fine ass brother who was walking up the stairs, in front of me. I eyed the bulging muscles, his sweaty physique and felt something wicked come over me. I spied him entering the men’s locker room and disappeared into an alley of lockers several rows from the back. My mouth dropped and I knew my jaw bounced off the floor a few times, I could not believe a man could be so damn pretty. Humph probably was gay. Shit, they usually were, but not that it mattered because I had mine.
I found it hard to shake that wicked feeling, as I listened to the sounds that came from the men locker room. When I heard him exit the locker room, I ran to catch a glimpse of him carrying his gym bag into the men shower area, while dressed in a towel and slippers.
I slowly strolled to the glass door, of the men showers, where I heard nothing, and then a single shower came on. This meant he was in there alone. –I pushed open the door slowly and carefully tiptoed my way behind a wall, stuck my head out to see him under the water lathering up, and it…it….well it caused things to stir throughout my entire body. The way he would glide that bar of soap over the peaks and valleys of his manly form, down between those powerful butt cheeks, and over and under a dick—he should be a shame to have. His jewel was nothing like my Michael’s, but the rest of him had this woman stuck on some shit I would lie about.
My little kitten was throbbing, moist, and speaking to me. I tried to ignore her, but that wicked woman inside of me was talking the same shit into both my ears. I just, I just couldn’t take it any longer. I had to leave or bite my bottom lip off, so instead I stepped from behind the wall and walked within two showers of him where I chose to get undress and bathe.
His eyes were closed. He never looked in my direction, he paid my presence no mind at all until I let out a long feminine sigh, and then I felt his stare on my body. I’m sure I became the center of his attention when I spread my legs and bent over to grab the shampoo and my shower cap from my caddy, exposing my entire world, giving his eyes a feast. He must have seen some pink, because I felt the water run between my lips. I knew his view was plentiful because I peeped his erected pecker. Mmmmmm, I felt that power, which I loved often to feel... (excerpt from The Rain).
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