In the middle of the bed, two figures sat intertwined. Andre held the much smaller Martha clinging onto him with her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms coiled around his neck. The woman didn't hold him with much strength, as all of that had pretty much been fucked out of her. She rested her head on his chest, eyes closed and dipping in and out of consciousness. Even after her multiple orgasms subsided, Martha still felt like she was floating. She felt relaxed in a way she hadn't felt before. It was incredible.
Facing the opposite direction, Andre held the woman close to him by her small waist. He used his other hand to run his fingers through her hair and give the woman some gentle petting. He could feel how utterly exhausted she was right now. Truth be told, he felt pretty spent himself. He used a lot of his pent up sexual energy that needed to be freed like he had been after so long. It built up for a long time and the poor woman drifting off into dreamland in his hold was the recipient of his long awaited release.
She took it like a champ, he thought grinning to himself. Not bad for a white girl taking her first black dick. He just hoped there would be more. Actually, if he was being truthful, he hoped there would be more to their relationship besides sex. She seemed like the kinda woman who, after admitting her previous prejudices to him, felt like she was evolving. He felt like he wanted to be around her more and not just for bedroom activities, though those are fun as hell too and would definitely be a big part of whatever they could become. Martha was an incredible fuck, he inwardly admitted. He smiled thinking about how quickly his life was changing since leaving prison. Life really was turning around for him and his family and none of this would've happened without big bro.
Which reminded him of something.
Andre looked to the side and saw his phone beside him which he had brought up sometime during the sex session they were in the middle of having. He paused his gentle and sweet petting of the resting Martha to pick up his phone and noticed the time. His eyes widened and realization had dawned on him. His brother should be on his way any minute now. "Damn.." he muttered, knowing he was far from ready to bounce anywhere with Allen as he was currently covered in sweat and love juices.
He felt his phone vibrate and, yeah, it was a message from Allen.
'Imma be there soon, get yo ass ready bro.' read the text.
"Shit..." Andre muttered again. "My ass ain't ready to go nowhere right now." As he was trying to think of a response to his brother, he felt the woman attached to him stir. "Martha?"
"Mmmm, is everything okay?" she asked deliriously.
"I guess so baby." Andre replied, dropping his phone for a bit to tighten his hold on her. "Just that my brother gonna come and scoop me up soon and I ain't ready."
"Oh..." Martha needed an extra second to process his words as she was still coming down from the clouds. "That's right. So, you're gonna leave?"
"After what we did, I don't wanna leave no mo'." Andre honestly replied, revealing his deflated enthusiasm to spend the day getting shit done with his brother.
"Then don't." Martha looked up at him and grabbed the back of his head to pull him down to place kisses all over his face. "Just... tell him... that... something... came up." Martha added as she spoke in between her adoring smooches. "Stay here... with me."
She was really feeling him and this made Andre chuckle. It kinda surprised him how much and how quickly she grew feelings for him. It even further surprised him that he was feeling the exact same way about her. He was not expecting to catch feelings for a woman so quickly after becoming a freed man. An older white woman at that. Shit was crazy.
The continuous touch of her lips on his face made his body warm and he had to admit that he wanted to remain home with her just as much as she did. "I don't know, girl..." he said uneasily. It was really tempting for him to stay here and just smash Martha all day and relax. "Ain't you got somethin' to do today?"
Martha did say she'd see her sister today, but right now Sheri was not her top priority, not at all. "It doesn't matter, I can change things up if I need to sweetie." She pulled him into a kiss, their lips meeting for a nice smack. "Let's stay here." Martha added, looking intently into his stare.
He could tell how serious she was and it sort of surprised him how much she wanted them to remain here. "Hmm, I mean... you do realize that all a nigga gonna do here is smash you all day, right?"
Martha smiled and started kissing and rubbing on his pecs. "Why... do you think... I want you... to... stay?" She threw in a nice *pop!* sound to her last kiss on his chest before looking back up at him with a smile that had clearly shaken off the sex induced delirium.
"Hah, aight girl, I hear you." an amused Andre said to the woman. "Let me see what big bro says first. I know he gon' be heated."
"Just tell him something came up?" Martha offered, doing her best to keep him close to her. It was strange to Martha how attached she was getting, but she couldn't deny it anymore. She wanted to know what kind of effect Andre had on her, so she came here to find out.
And find out she did. He was amazing.
"I don't know how that's gonna work, but a nigga gon' try." He began typing out a message on his phone, deciding he was just gonna be honest and tell his brother the situation he found himself in today.
'Aye bro I got someone wit me, can we get up another time??' He pressed send, wondering what Allen would say.
A minute later came the reply. 'Nigga we gotta work, what do u mean u got someone over?? I ain't letting u stay home to chill with your boys. Get yo ass ready.'
'Nah I ain't with no niggas man I'm wit a female bro' Andre sent back.
"What's he saying?" Martha asked curiously. Andre ignored her question but leaned his head down to take her lips in a kiss. She loved the feel of his thick, luscious black lips. She used to think that was a flaw with blacks and oh how wrong she was about that.
'Female? I'm supposed to let u chill because you getting pussy??' read Allen's text. 'What bitch you pulled anyway??'
Andre smirked after reading his brother's question. He stopped kissing the woman currently wrapped around him and smiled down at her. "Well?" Martha asked, looking up at him adoringly.
"Still talking to this nigga." Andre pushed her head back down on him with her cheek on his chest. Keeping her in place, he lifted his phone up to carefully take a picture of them. Luckily, Martha had her eyes closed as she was taking in his manly scent and loving being held so close by him that she didn't notice him take a picture. Andre figured if he proved he was fucking Sheri's sister, then it would really take his brother by surprise to the point of letting him stay home.
'Come on nigga, this yo future sister in law I'm smashing here bro!! Let a nigga chill just for today!!' the added text read as he sent that along with the picture. He hoped Allen could tell it was Martha, she did cut her hair and it was only one side of her face that was visible.
Sixty seconds passed before Allen's response came. 'That's Martha?? Damn bro wtf??'
Andre had to hold back a laugh as he typed on his phone again. It looked like Allen could tell it was her, Andre thought. 'Imma explain later but just let yo brother stay and hit this pussy you know it's been toooooo long for me lol' He sent that text and added another to go along with it.
'You know I got u going forward bro a nigga knows he gotta bust his ass to get work done. I just need this tho'
"What're you telling him?" Martha asked as she held on closely, nuzzling her face all over the sweat dried skin on his chest. They were both gonna need a shower at some point today.
"Just telling him to let today slide, I'm trying to meet someone."
"Oh we met alright." Martha chuckled.
"For real though..." Andre said, awaiting the reply before it eventually came. He read his brother's response and grinned when he saw he got exactly what he wanted.
