0 comments/ 53853 views/ 2 favorites Night Scene Ch. 1 By: ebonydiva Tonight was the night! It was the Grand Opening of my fourth potentially successful nightclub. I didn't think I could do it. Matter of fact I really didn't want to do it but my advisors talked me in to it. Now I'm glad I took their advice. As I looked down from the private third floor I saw the mass of people packed in back to back. Dancing, sweating, and drinking...the usual club scene. I noticed several celebrities embracing the crowd. Matter of fact seeing a celebrity was quite normal at the "Night Scene". The Night Scene was the name of my clubs. I had a "Night Scene" in Miami, Dallas, Hollywood, and here Seattle. Night Scene was a very well known nightclub across the country. We were mentioned in USA Today as one of the best nightclubs in the nation. Several celebrities have mentioned "Night Scene" when visiting Miami, Dallas, and Hollywood. We were well known for our drinks. We served the best drinks in town. Our sound system is top of the line. We played nothing but the top R&B and Hip-Hop artist. And here I was. Miss LaTonya Forbes. The owner and CEO of "Night Scene". The woman responsible for it all. I smiled as I realized the great success this place was going to be. I walked into my office sipped on my wine to calm the jitters. I looked at myself in the mirror. I observed my tall stature, my caramel brown smooth skin, my shapely figure…I smiled at myself as if showing my approval of the attractive woman in the mirror. My high cheek bones accentuated my full lips and honey brown eyes. Tonight I was going for the conservative look. My long jet-black hair is pulled back in a french roll. I chose a nice black business pantsuit with three-inch Italian leather heels. I was 5'11" without heels so the heels made me look exceptionally tall. I finished my lips off with a cherry wine color lipgloss. Now I was ready to greet the floor. I took a look at the floor again to observe the people. I scanned the crowd and my eyes rested on an individual that looked a little out of place. Damn! I thought to myself. She was obviously a minor. How did they let her slip in! I didn't need another incident with the law regarding minors in my club. I started for the stairs. I stopped myself. I went back upstairs. I took a deep breath. Took another sip of my wine. Then I looked at her again. Maybe she's not a minor I tried to tell myself. I looked at her small athletic figure. She was about 5'4", probably 120 lbs.. She had wavy blonde hair that stopped at her shoulders. Her blue eyes were visible even from the third floor. Her face was so innocent but pretty. I had to catch myself because I was staring at her. Her skin looked so soft and untouched. She had on a black halter top and short black skirt that was obviously not her style. She was trying to be something she wasn't. She surely wasn't fitting into this crowd. She held on to her drink tightly. She was being tossed side to side by the weight of the crowd. She was no match for this urban hip-hop crowd. She looked around for a familiar face but found none. She then looked up and caught me staring at her. I was a little embarrassed for being caught staring at another woman but I didn't show it. I held my stern look. I wanted to see if I could read her age by looking at her. From my years of experience I knew she was definitely a minor. She knew I was on to her and she instantly turned red. At that moment I rushed downstairs to the entrance. I waited for her because I knew she was attempting to sneak out. Lo and behold there she was. I stepped to the side in the dark trying not to be noticeable. As she neared the door I stepped in front of her. She was surprised and a little frightened when she looked up to find this strange woman before her. I politely asked her to follow me into my office. She hesitated, "You have no choice" I told her. She nodded her head yes. I started for the stairs looking over the crowd as I gracefully headed for my office. I unlocked the door and ushered her in. I towered over her with my arms folded. I went straight to the point. "I need to check your ID," I said in my stern voice. She nervously checked her purse and quickly pulled out the ID. She glanced at it. Then she looked at me. I held out my hand. "I'm sorry ma'am but this is not me on this ID" she said. "Then who is it?" I asked harshly. "It's someone who looks like me and I wanted to come here so bad and I just had it made for me because everyone was talking about coming here and I felt left out because all my friends were coming and I was the only one under age" she rambled. "Stop" I said calmly. "Do you realize the fines I would have to pay if they carded everyone and found you here?" I asked "I'm sorry," she said softly. "How old are you?" I asked "Nineteen" she said I looked at her for a long time. I knew she was uncomfortable. I went to sit at the edge of my desk. She was still standing near the door waiting for a good time to rush out. "Don't even think about it," I warned her. My eyes dropped to observe the rest of her body. She was very pretty. I noticed her full breast and her slender hips. I couldn't believe the way I was looking at this young woman. I was literally attracted to her. I couldn't believe it! I have been without male companion for awhile but I never thought of being with another woman. I looked at her and she was now beet red. Now I was making myself uncomfortable. "Umm could you please go home honey." I politely asked "And please don't come here again until you're of age" "Okay" she said She was relieved and was gone before I could change my mind. I couldn't believe the way I was looking at this young woman. Woman?! She was still a young girl in my opinion. Here I am 32 years old, beautiful, successful, and wealthy sista being attracted to a young nineteen-year-old white girl! I started to feel a little uneasy with myself. Maybe I need a date. Forget the date I needed to get laid. Yeah…that's what I need! I told myself. Because I was totally losing my mind on this one. I knew just who to call in this area. It was a guy I met a month ago. He was absolutely gorgeous with a body to match. His name was Terrel. A black stallion he reminded me of. Strong, dark, and just downright fine. I was a woman and I loved men! I told myself. No women for me. I laughed at myself at how outrageous I was thinking a few moments ago. I called Terrel and he sounded sexy as ever. "Can we meet?!" I asked "Of course" he said in his sexy voice. "Come over" "Okay" I said Feeling lightheaded and over excited from the wine and Terrel I called for my limousine to meet me at the front door. I fixed my hair in the mirror. Checked myself over. Damn I look good I thought to myself. I chuckled and headed downstairs. I noticed heads turned as I slipped through the crowd. My Assistant rushed over to me clearing the path as I walked through. "We have to talk about minors getting into the club," I said in my demanding voice. "WHAT?!" He said looking disappointed "Yes" I said, "I just caught one" "Oh my God" he said apologetically "We'll tighten up Miss Forbes, I promise" "We'll talk about it tomorrow, okay?" I said calmly He lightened up when I kissed him on the cheek. I walked outside and looked at the long line of people that waited to get in. A few people that recognized me called my name wanting to get instant favors to get in quickly. I heard a few whistles and catcalls from more than willing men. I waved and smiled. The limousine driver opened my door and I got in. Pouring myself another glass of wine I patiently waited to see my dazzling lover for tonight. I looked out the window as we drove. I began to think about Terrel and his beautiful smile. How he made me feel when he kiss my hand and up my arm. I smiled when I thought of us making love. He owns the construction company that we contracted for "Night Scene". When I met Terril he had an affect on me that I'll never forget. I tried to keep it strictly business between us but the attraction was too great. He's the first man in years that made me at a loss for words. I began to sing a song to myself while enjoying the ride over to Terrel's. As I looked out the window I noticed a familiar figure. The cold weather was no match for anybody walking this time of night. As we drew nearer I recognized the black halter top and short black skirt. It was the nineteen-year-old that was in my club! What was she doing out here walking this late at night? "Driver please pull over," I said abruptly He quickly pulled over and I opened the door and got out. She was surprised to see me. "What are you doing out here?" I asked She shrugged her shoulders. "They didn't want to leave so I'm walking," she said sadly "Get in the car" I said in my demanding voice Without hesitation she quickly crawled in shaking from the cold. I opted to sit across from her so I could look at her. "Where is she going?" the driver asked I looked at her waiting for an answer. "Bellevue" she said She looked me over. Looking around the limousine at the champagne, the television and she looked long and hard at something I forgot was in the car. It was my vibrator/dildo. I was embarrassed…but I didn't show it. I just stared at her to see her reaction. When her eyes met mine she quickly looked away. I took a sip of wine and asked her for her name. "My name's Jasmine" she said "Look I'm very sorry about the club thing I wasn't thinking…" "Don't worry about it" I interrupted "I just don't want to see you there again" She took a deep breath and crossed her legs. I let the champagne sink in and relaxed. I must've had a lustful look on my face because when she looked at me she uncrossed her legs. "So what is your name?" she asked trying to avoid my stare "If you don't know then it's none of your business" I snapped She glared at me as if she wanted to kill me"Diver you can let me off here?!" she said suddlenly. The driver quickly stopped. She fumbled with the door trying to get out. I watched her in amusement as she scurried out and slammed the door. I laughed to myself and got out behind her trying to be serious. "Look " I said "I don't want you out here walking by yourself this late at night…Please get back in the car" "I don't know who you are with your fancy car and fancy clothes" she yelled, "I don't need your little charity ride home. I can walk home by myself." I grabbed her hand. "Look, I'm sorry" I said "Let me take you home…Please" She looked up at me. "That's okay" she said, "Honestly, I can walk. I'm fine." I was really feeling bad now. I took a deep breath and looked at her. She was looking so beautiful. I had a sudden urge to grab her. But I retained myself. "Get in the car" I said "Please?" She looked at me long and hard and for the first time tonight she smiled. I was surprised at the twitch I felt in my crotch. I began to curse myself for feeling like this over a nineteen-year-old girl. "What is your name?" she asked "Call me Tonya" I said "Tonya?" she said "As in LaTonya Forbes?" "Yes" I said calmly She jumped up and down screaming "Oh my God" and without warning grabbed me around my waist throwing me back a couple of steps. "I'm sorry Miss Forbes" she said "I saw you on TV and I knew you looked familiar I just…" "That's okay" I said "Could you do me a favor and let's talk about it in the car? It's very cold out here" "I'm sorry." She said "Thank you so much for making my night" She got in the car and I sat across from her again. At this time I was feeling a little at ease with the strange desires I was having for her. "Still to Bellevue?" ask the driver I looked at her and waited for an answer. She didn't say anything. I quickly switched seats and sat closely next to her. "Bellevue?" I asked I looked at her lips and her eyes waiting for an answer. "Umm" she fumbled for an answer as I brushed away a strand of hair away from her face. I wondered if she was feeling what I was feeling. Although it was hard for me to believe I wanted her so bad. "Bellevue?" I asked again She said nothing. I rubbed the back of my hand across her cheek. She breathed out heavily. I took one look into her eyes then I knew the feeling between us were mutual. From that point on I took control. "No!" I told the driver "Back to my hotel. She's coming with me" To Be Continued... Night Scene Ch. 2 I can't believe what I just did. I just made the decision to take this woman to my hotel. I have never been with another woman before in my life! What was I going to do with her? I heard about what two women did together and I seen my share of porno flicks that gave me an idea but I never thought about it nor did I ever desired it until now. For the first time in a long time I was nervous about being intimate with someone. I took another glass of champagne to relax my nerves. I looked into Jasmine's blue eyes; my fear and discomfort immediately disappeared. On the way to the hotel I called Terrel to break the date. He was very disappointed. I promised him I would make it up to him before I returned to Dallas. He was a little hesitant but he finally agreed. Jasmine looked a little uncomfortable. I assured her she would be fine and I grabbed her hand. I knew that I wanted her... And I wanted her bad. When we reached the hotel her grip on my hand tightened. "Are you okay?" I asked "Yes, I'm fine." She whispered Once we reached my suite we stood outside the door and I asked her for the last time if she wanted to go home. She shook her head no. My suite overlooked the city of Seattle giving it a very romantic feel. I showed her the restroom and I quickly check the phone for my messages. I looked in the mirror above the phone at my reflection. I undid the french roll and let my hair fall. I opened the first three buttons of my jacket showing a teasing peak of the red lace bra I was wearing in contrast to my caramel brown skin. I looked over towards the bathroom and there was Jasmine. She walked over to me...I stared into her eyes. I held the phone in one hand and grabbed her waist with the other one. At that point I let the phone drop to the floor and drew her close to me. I traced her lips with my thumb and kissed her lightly on the lips. We stared into each other's eyes...I grabbed both sides of her face and forced my kiss on her. I probed my tongue through her mouth and began kissing her passionately. I felt a tingling in my pussy and moaned when I felt the moisture wetting my lace thong. I grabbed her back pulling her closer to me. Kissing her for what seemed like hours. I grabbed her hand and led her to the bedroom. Jasmine sat on the edge of the bed as I removed my clothing piece by piece in front of her. She looked wide-eyed watching my every move. She watched with her mouth slightly open observing my large full breast with its large dark nipples. I was tall but shapely. My body was tone but feminine. My stomach was tight as a washboard and I had thighs of an athlete. After I removed all the clothing from my body I stood directly in front of her. My neatly trimmed pussy was inches away from her face. I slightly parted my legs letting the sweet smell of my sex arouse her. I put my finger inside my pussy and slowly pulled it out. I went to put my finger in Jasmine's mouth and she grabbed it and sucked it as if sucking a little penis. She was breathing hard now and so was I. She let her hands roam my body. She started at my stomach then she went up to my breast. She rubbed my breast and let out a deep moan. She closed her eyes and begin sucking on my breast. I did everything I could to keep from wildly attacking her. I let her explore my body. She let her hands continue down my hips to my ass. I stopped her. I turned around walked over to the vanity table bent over so she could get a good view of my ass as well as a good view of my pussy from behind. Without looking at her I asked her to remove her clothing. I sat on the ottoman with my legs parted wide and masturbated while she removed her clothing. I watched her slowly pull the halter top over her head exposing her nice firm breast. She then pulled down her skirt to her feet showing black lace panties. She stood there waiting for her next command. "Remove the panties baby" I said softly. She obeyed. She was so pretty. Her pussy was nearly bare and it drove me crazy. Her boobs stood straight up and her lightly tanned skin gave her a nice golden glow. I rushed over to her grabbing her and kissing her passionately. I laid her down on her back, kissing her neck. She grabbed my back pulling my head into her. She was now giving off small little whimpering sounds that drove me crazy. I sucked on her nipples like a wild woman. I licked my way down to her pussy. Then I stopped. She looked at me with a "please don't stop" look. I spreaded her legs and licked her inner thighs. Ahhh! She smelled so good. I opened her pussy and exposed the moist pink tender flesh inside that awaited for my mouth to explore. I started drinking in her wetness. She let out a faint cry. I slowly began licking her cunt. I let my tongue plunge deep inside her causing her to wildly thrust her pelvic back and forth. At this point I was crazy about this girl and I wanted to please her in every way that I could. I sucked on her clit while I jammed my fingers in her pussy. She continued thrusting her hips back and forth. I stuck my tongue in her as far as I could. Jamming my tongue in and out of her. I sucked on her clit while jamming my fingers into her. Her pussy was so wet and so good. When she came I greedily swallowed her in. I wanted all of the sweet honey from her pussy. My sweet Jasmine. I buried my face in her pussy. She grabbed my head and was screaming at the top of her voice. I lifted myself up. I wanted to feel her wet pussy against mine. I spread her legs as far apart as I could. I opened my pussy with my two fingers and laid my open pussy directly atop her open pussy. Ahhhh! I straddled her pussy as tight as I could with my strong thighs. Then I began to grind my hips in circles into her pussy. I thrust my hips back and forth, faster, and faster into her pussy. Jasmine was loving every bit of it. I watched her face. Her sweet innocent face and suddenly I let out a loud cry of pure pleasure. I don't ever remember having an orgasm like I had with Jasmine. I fell on top of Jasmine. Exhausted. Breathing hard. Sweating. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she was still shaking. I kissed her forehead. "Jasmine, are you okay?" I asked "Yes" she whispered I held her in my arms and watch her fall asleep on my breast. I looked at Jasmine while she slept. What now? I asked myself. I knew I had strong feelings for her but I wasn't sure if I wanted to continue this. I had a plane to catch in the morning back to Dallas. In my heart I wanted Jasmine in my life forever but realistically speaking I wasn't sure if I wanted this lifestyle. I looked at the clock it was 5:30AM. My was departing at 8:35AM. I looked at Jasmine while she peacefully slept on my breast. She probably didn't want me anyway I tried to tell myself. My heart felt like it was sinking when I decided I had to leave her. I eased myself from under her and begin packing my things. When I was about to leave I looked down at her while she slept and couldn't believe I was going to leave her there. I had to do it. She was young, I was too old for her and it just wasn't going to work. The room was silent and she lay in bed like an angel. I grabbed a rose from the arrangement on the nightstand and laid it next to her. My heart felt like it was falling through my body to the floor as if punishing me for the decision I made. I left a note explaining to her that I had to be in Dallas and that I really enjoyed the night with her. I kissed her on the cheek secretly hoping she would awake...but she didn't. "My sweet Jasmine" I thought to myself I quietly left the room. To Be Continued... Night Scene Ch. 3 Two months later... It was a hot night in Miami. Cinco De Mayo! The club was jumping and people were everywhere! There I stood on the balcony overlooking Miami while entertaining tonight's special guest at Night Scene, TLC. Those girls were the baddest R&B group out and Miami loved them. Tonight I chose a form-fitting sleeveless red dress that snugged closely to my body with open toed red shoes to match. My make-up was perfect and my black mane obediently behaved in it's place caressing my neck and shoulders. Catching an early flight out to Seattle reminded me not to over dress. It was only 6:00PM and I couldn't believe the response we received for tonight's show at Night Scene. "Mizzes Forbes you got a fon call from me mon in Seattle!" yelled my club manager with his Jamaican accent. "It's Reggie in Seattle on line two!" "Hey Reggie what's up, how's the club going?" I asked "Good Miss Forbes," he said nervously, "I just wanted to call and make sure you were coming." "I'll be there Reggie, don't worry." I reassured him "This is my first time doing this and I'm a little nervous," He stammered, "with Boys 11 Men coming in tonight I just don't want to screw things up" "You'll do fine," I said soothingly, "and I'll be there by midnight, promise." "Good!" He said feeling relieved. "I haven't slept all night hardly and I'm a wreck..." "Go in my office Reggie, close the door and get some rest." I ordered He laughed and promised he would do everything he could to obey. "Oh by the way," said Reggie sounding annoyed. "some lady has been calling here for the past two months for you..." I froze in place knowing exactly who the lady was. The last I could remember from Jasmine was watching her while she slept in that hotel bed. The feeling of guilt rose inside me as I vividly remembered leaving her in the hotel alone without a word or a trace from me. Jasmine was constantly on my mind but the idea of being with her was too much for me. "...let's see I wrote it down...Her name is Jasmine?" he said. "Do you know who that is?" "yes." I said quickly, "I know her." "Oh...well um...she was wondering when you were coming in. She's been calling now for the past two months claiming she had a complaint..." said Reggie disturbingly. "What the hell is wrong with you for not relaying the message sooner?!" I said sharply. He stammered, "Oh god, um..um.. oh god...I really didn't know it was important ..." "Did you tell her I was coming in tonight?" I snapped There was silence. "I told her not to call us but we'll call you." He said apologetically Silence Now I was annoyed but couldn't figure out why. After all I was the one who left her in a hotel room alone without an explanation. It wasn't Reggie's fault that I left after fucking her. I was the blame, I was the DOG! Oh my God! What was I doing calling myself a dog?! Isn't that what we women call men when they fuck us and leave? "Stop!" I told myself, "I had to do it for her sake." "Huh?" asked Reggie "Oh, I'm sorry Reggie," I said embarrasingly, realizing that I was thinking aloud. "I was talking to someone here." I said lying through my teeth. 'If she calls again," I said sharply, "you give her my number, my home number, my pager number, my voice mail, email address, whatever it is you make sure she contacts me! GOT IT!" Not giving him a chance to respond I hung up immediately. Glancing at the clock I called my limo driver to pick me up at the front door. With Jasmine on my mind I couldn't think right. Everything began to replay in my mind from the night I was with her. Remembering her legs, her breast, her eyes... Oh god she was doing it to me again. I crossed my legs trying to satisfy the tingling rising in my pussy only to have it teased more. Stop! I told myself. I couldn't allow myself to get caught up again. Rushing downstairs I smiled my approval upon the wild and rowdy audience as they cheered TLC on. "I think this is going to be our biggest night mon," claimed TJ with his Jamaican accent, "and the people are still a rolling in...look!" I laughed at his sweet ambience and kissed him on the cheek. He blushed, "Let me guide you out Miss Forbes." He said grabbing my arm. We quickly rushed through the crowd and I was in the limo in a flash. Driving to the airport my thoughts were on Jasmine. Waiting on my flight my thoughts were on Jasmine. Flying to Seattle my thoughts were glued to Jasmine. I really had it bad for her. When leaving Seattle's airport I quickly called Reggie. "How's everything going?" I ask calmly "It's starting to jump off." He exclaimed. "Did that lady, Jasmine call back again?" I asked cutting him off "No ma'am, she did'nt." He said suspiciously "Thank you." I said hanging up the phone. We headed straight for Night Scene in Seattle. It was cold as usual, and I instantly thought of Jasmine in her short black skirt, goosebump shapely thighs, showing off that thong in her ... I had to stop myself. I was getting worked up and wasn't sure if I would even see her while here. We pulled up in front of Night Scene. I had to smile because it was looking like a crowd for a Prince concert. "Wow!" I said to myself, "Now this is a hot crowd." The driver rushed to my door and I got out to a crowd of cheers and whistles. I smiled, waving and walked right into a rock hard body. It was Terrell. He was one of a few men that I felt like a midget next to. I looked up into his smile. "Oh god," I thought to myself, "Not tonight." "You didn't keep your promise," He said teasingly, "Can I punish you tonight?" I blushed, "Well, tonight may not be a good..." "No you're not!" he interrupted while grabbing my waist, "I'm not letting you go this time." So we're both standing on the private third floor sipping on wine. Terrell had his arms around my waist and we laughed and talked the entire night. I had to admit Terrell was a keeper but I continued to scan the crowd secretly hoping to see Jasmine. Suddenly my heart skipped a beat. The familiar body frame and blonde hair weaved in and out the crowd. I loosened Terrell's grip on my waist and instantly sped downstairs. My heart beat faster and faster as I neared her... "Jasmine!" I yelled grabbing her shoulder She spun around and my overexcitement was quickly replaced with disappointment. "I'm sorry sweetie," I said embarrassingly, "I thought you were someone else." Shamed-faced I returned to my position on the private third floor. Terrell looked in confusion at what just happened. "Looking for someone?" he ask questioningly "Yes I am." I said softly "Oh." He murmured...not sure of what to make of my connection with a little blonde woman. "Tonya, are you okay baby?" he asked "Yes Terrell" I said looking over the crowd avoiding his stare. "Tonya baby, you have been on my mind since we've met, and I really care for you baby." He said seriously, "But if you don't want to be bothered with me just say the word... and I promise to stay out of your life...for good. Is that what you want?" "What are you talking about?" I said softly. "I really feel like you've been avoiding me." He said "Is there someone else?" I looked away not wanting to be in this conversation right now. His face broke like an eggshell knowing that he was probably being replaced. I instantly had regrets for not being honest with him from the beginning. He looked me in the eye...grabbed my face and gave me the kiss of a lifetime. "I'm not gonna leave you alone...I'm gonna still be here when you finish doing whatever it is that you think you must do," he said in his masculine and sexy voice, "but when you're done...promise me that you'll call." I took a deep breath. "I can't promise you that," I said stubbornly, "But I will keep that in mind." He looked long and hard at me, surveying my body. "I hope you change your mind," He said grabbing my waist and hugging me hard as he could., "because I'm not giving up on you...not yet." Then he was gone. My mood suddenly went sour. Heading into my office I shut the door behind me. The crowd roared underneath me and the beat of the music rhythmically matched the beat to my heart. I pulled out my laptop and engulf myself into what I do best, work. I was so engrossed into my project until I barely noticed the time passing and the breakdown of the music. The phone rung, I quickly answered...it was Reggie. "Hey, I was hoping you were okay up there." He asked concernly "Yes, I'm fine. I just wanted to tie up some odds and ends here." Quicky changing the subject, "So how did it come out tonight?" I ask cheerfully "AWW MAN!" He exclaimed, "It was da bomb! Those guys (Boys 11 Men) were off da hook, and talk about cool as hell..." He rambled on. I smiled knowing this was his first major event he had to pull off and he did it up to my approval. "Congratulations Reggie," I said, "you have really surprised me and we'll talk about that bonus..." "Aww Thanks Miss Forbes." He said thankfully, "I appreciate it ma'am." I put down the receiver laughing out loud to myself and continuing my work. About half an hour later there was a knock on the door... "Reggie?" I asked, "Come in." Still intently into my project. The door opened and closed but there was silence. I looked up and my heart skipped a beat. It was Jasmine. We stared into each others eyes. She had on a light blue jacket with matching skirt. The skirt was very short showing the thighs I now wished I was between. I put my head down not knowing what to say to her. She said nothing. She was breathing hard...chest heaving up and down. Tears began to fill her eyes. I instantly got up walking to her, searching her face for approval to touch her. Reaching out to grab her... "Don't ...you dare... touch me!" she said angrily between sobs. I stepped back unprepared for her outburst. "How could you?!" she whispered, shaking her head slowly at me in disgust "What kind of person are you? You used me and left me like I was some two dollar whore. You didn't even have the decency to leave a note!" I turned my back to her hiding my guilty expression. "You were the first person to ever touch me in that way Tonya." She said quietly. Slowly approaching her I explained, "You're only nineteen and have your entire life ahead of you...I don't want to ruin that." Cupping her face in my hands and gently wiping her tears, "You can't get caught up in an ole lady like me." I said smiling trying to add some humor in her saddened eyes. "But you're not giving me a chance to make that decision. I know what I want Tonya." She said looking down to the floor. "I want... you." At that moment I lost all sense of control and begin kissing her passionately on the lips. Tears rolled down her face. "Don't cry baby." I said wiping her face and kissing her softly all over her face. My hands trailed under her skirt pulling away her panties. I lifted her small frame over to my large oak desk. Kissing her passionately I eased her back lifting her skirt to her waist. Spreading her legs my fingers dashed directly into her tight hole. "AH!" she yelled Kissing her down her neck unbuttoning her jacket. Wildly pulling her breast out from underneath her bra I uncontrollably gnawed on her breast causing her to whimper. I dived in for her sweet pussy eating her out like a mad woman. Licking, and sucking ... She wildly thrusted her hips into my face. I just wanted to please her in every way that I could. I had it bad for this girl. "Ahh...Ahh..Ahhh!" she sung out shaking uncontrollably creaming my face with her sweet honey. I eagerly suckled her in. I walked to the opposite side of my desk. Grabbing her body across the desk until her head dangled over the edge. Lifting my dress up to my waist I looked down at her sweet face wondering what was my next move. I stood directly over her making sure she stared directly inside my already moist and pink salty slit. Pulling the back of her head up to my cunt she looked unsure but I couldn't wait any longer. I slightly bent my legs to meet her hot tongue. "Relax baby," I said seductively. Parting my pussy with my two fingers and rotating my hips until Jasmine's face was buried in my cunt. Slowly I moved my pelvic back and forth over her face. Before I realized it Jasmine's tongue began ferociously attacking my cunt "Mmmm, damn baby." I moaned deeply. Her tongue flicked up and down my slit while I thrust it madly into her face. She slid her tongue deeply in me causing me to shiver. Grabbing both sides of her head I began fucking her face madly. Grinding her face deeper into my cunt pleasuring myself. Her tongue stiffened in my pussy like a little dick and I began lightly bouncing up and down on it... "Oh baby!" I yelled pleasurably. "You're gonna make your woman cum! ... Oh baby, you feel so fucking good..." Circling my pelvic back and forth seductively on her eager tongue I grabbed the back of her head and gave it one last thrust..."Uhhh" and I juiced her entire face with my cum. Greedily she licked and swallowed my entire cunt clean while I stood there shaking. Panting and breathing hard I gradually stood, still weak and wobbly, pulling down my dress and walking to the mirror. Jasmine sat up and watched as I silently re-touched my make-up trying to ignore her stare through the mirror. Looking at her beautiful body and innocent eyes sent a shock wave of guilt over me. I was her first lover and I was a woman. I couldn't be with her. I just couldn't do it. Trying to hide the guiltiness in my eyes I headed for the bathroom. "You're walking out on me again, are you?" She asked in disbelief. I continued to dress while avoiding her question. "I can't believe you Tonya." She whispered. Her voice now rising, "I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE YOU!" she yelled. Putting on my shoes I grabbed my purse and was heading for the door. "NO!" she yelled running and blocking the door. "Tonya please don't do this to me again, please." She begged. "Tonya I would do anything for you because I love you so much..." I took a deep breath trying to take in what she just said. "You don't love me Jasmine," I said softly. "We shared something that was very special that we both will cherish but it's not love baby." I persuaded "You don't want me." She cried "That's not true..." I said fighting back my own tears. Breathing slowly, careful not to break in front of her. "I want you like crazy baby. I thought of no one but you since we first met. Your beautiful eyes have been constantly on my mind baby...but" Her face dropped when I said "but". I couldn't take it anymore...I had to get out of here. "Get out of my way Jasmine" I said sharply trying to block the tears welling up inside me. She shook her head slowly while mouthing, "No". "GET THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY!" I yelled She looked in disbelief and stood to the side and began sobbing uncontrollably. I walked out of the office and slammed the door. I could hear Jasmine crying while I silently cried my eyes out on the other side of the door. She has her entire life ahead of her I kept telling myself. My heart sunk as I slowly approached the stairs to the main floor. "Reggie!" I called out quickly wiping away my tears. He rushed in immediately from the bar. "Please take the young lady upstairs home. Get her address and number for me if you can." "Yes ma'am." He said questionably looking at my tear streaked face and tussled hair. I looked upstairs towards my office then I slowly made my exit. That was three years ago. It took awhile but I slowly got back into the swing of things. When I saw a woman that looked like Jasmine I would slowly drift into another world. That was my secret past that no one knew about except me and my sweet Jasmine. I really couldn't tell you why I was so adamant to not making a life with Jasmine. I'll never know why. Although I didn't want to admit it, I knew I loved her. Reggie gave me her address and I made sure she was taken care of. I found out that she was from a foster care home. Her mother was a heavy drug abuser and father was nowhere to be found. So that explained her easily attaching herself to someone who showed her attention like myself. I anonymously sent her to college and from what I heard from the college officials she was doing pretty well majoring in Physics. Deep down I knew I did the right thing by leaving her but I often had a sudden urge to go up to the university to see her. Knowing that it would do more harm than good I decided to leave it alone. As for me? Remember that dazzling hard body Terrell? Well I married that man and I can't say that I regret it because it has been wonderful between us and I can honestly say that I am happy with him. But sometimes...sometimes... I wonder about the choices I made with Jasmine. What if they were different?"