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Kyrin

It was another Friday and oh how I thanked God for it. This week was one of the longest, with the principal giving us hell, and then the kids turning around and doing the same.

I grabbed the third and fourth books for Diary of a Wimpy Kid from the librarian who had just scanned them. "Kyrin, who you using these books for girl? You've checked these books out back to back."

Throwing a fake smile, I replied. "None ya."

That woman knew that I didn't like her messy ass. I was not the type to pretend I did either.

Collecting everything, I walked out of the library and to my car. Every Friday, I would go and see Eissa. We would spend our Friday's together since my week days were so hectic with me teaching.

This had to be the third or fourth week of us being in this routine and I don't think I'd ever get tired of spending time with Bubba.

When I arrived at the house, I parked and got out. Afterwards, I grabbed my purse with my books and went to the door.

Janet hated when I knocked or rung the door bell because she knew that I was coming over anyways. This time the atmosphere was different when I entered though.

Totally, utterly, and completely different.

The aura that entrapped the home made me want to turn around but I stuck through with it. Hearing something pouring in the kitchen, I followed the noise.

When I rounded the corner, I saw Janet standing in the corner of her kitchen pouring herself a glass of wine.

"Hey." I greeted softly for I hadn't witnessed Janet drinking before and didn't know how to take this.

She jumped at the sound of my voice as her hand went to her chest. "You scared the crap out of me Kyrin."

"Sorry. Where's Bubba?"

Janet looked down at the glass as she swirled it around slightly. "He's with his father, Wissam. Sorry, I forgot to tell you."

"Oh it's cool." I took in her posture and asked. "Are you ok, Janet?"

She chuckled but it held no sense of humor. "We just argued before he left. The usual."

"Well, I don't think drinking will solve anything right now." My voice went toneless so she wouldn't think I was catching a attitude. "Plus, you drinking and upset isn't going to help the situation."

Janet shot the wine back anyways but instead of pouring more, she closed the bottle and slid it back to where it was placed. "You're right."

"What was the argument about?" For a moment she didn't respond and I backtracked. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

I watched as she sat on a bar stool and looked at me in pure annoyance. Still, I knew it wasn't directed at me but at this Wissam dude. "He wants full custody of Eissa."

"What?" I asked in shock. "Why?"

"He thinks that Eissa living here isn't the best fit for him. You know how Eissa is just to himself, well Wissam thinks that he has a socializing problem because of me."

"That's not true. Eissa communicates, he just has to be comfortable with the person."

"Explaining that to that man, is like explaining the Bible to a Atheist. He doesn't even give me chances to explain myself. I'm done begging that man. I just told him that I'll see him in court."

Sighing, I replied. "So now you're about to be in a custody battle?"

She nodded as she began to tear up. "Eissa's smarter than that man will ever comprehend. My baby's going to notice what's going on. I just don't want this to effect him."

Not being good with sympathy, I froze up for a moment. That was until Janet's tears began to drop and finally I snapped out of the trance and rushed over to embrace her.

"I'm sorry you're going through this Janet. Don't cry, don't worry on it. God's gonna cover it. He's got it handled."

She pulled back and looked at me through teary eyes. "You're a Christian?"

I nodded, even though I didn't see what that fact had to do with anything. "I am. Why? Is that a—."

My words were shortened when I felt Janet's lips against mines. Me being shocked caused my reaction time to be a bit delayed, but soon I reciprocated.

She spread her legs so I could stand between them as we made out. It was a rough and sloppy kiss. Her hands began to roam, and I had no problem with that.

Her hands cupped my ass and my mind caught up with my body's actions.

Holy shit. I was making out with Janet fucking Jackson.

I pulled away first as I spoke out of pure anxiety. "Maybe we shouldn't Janet—."

"Let me do all the work. Let me please you." She mumbled as she went to stand up which caused me to move back a few steps.

Janet didn't let me get far at all because she grabbed me by my waist and pulled me back into her body as she began kissing on my neck.

My body betrayed me harshly as I released a moan the moment she kissed down on my soft spot. I couldn't help but melt into this woman's touch.

"Turn around." She whispered in my ear and I immediately complied, cursing myself for being so obsequious to her demands.

She pressed our body's together, my back against her front, as one of her hands began playing with my breast through my dress.

I barely recognized when her other hand gripped my thigh and ran up my leg roughly. A moan still left my lips at the action though.

How did she know that I liked it rough sometimes?

It didn't take a rocket scientist to know that I was wet, but when Janet's hands slid under my dress and past my panties teasingly, I knew that I was a awaiting lake.

Why did I always wear dresses?!

My hand grazed over hers because I still wasn't sure about this. She chuckled deeply in my ear. "Stop fighting me on this Kyrin, you know as well as I do that you want this. Let me work you, ok?" Definitely not trusting my voice in this moment, I nodded slowly. "Ask for it."

I couldn't stand this woman's cockiness, but it's almost like she knew my body and my weakness. Still, I tried to resist her for a moment.

My wall slowly broke as she massaged my clit through my panties and I found myself moaning out. "Please."

Breathing hitching, she moved my panties to the side as one finger entered me slowly. I bit down on my bottom lip as Janet began in a slow and taunting speed inside of me.

"Where are those cuss words babygirl? You are usually more vocal than this." She taunted me as I began to grind my hips against her finger. "Please what? What do you want mama to do?"

I craved more than this one finger and Janet knew it.

Words were at the tip of my tongue, I was ready to beg for it. It was something about the way this woman's finger moved some diligently inside of me.

She had the perfect combination of raw and controlled motions. It made me yearn for even more.

The door bell rung and I tried to move but she used her other hand to keep me in place. "They can wait, we're busy. I'm not moving until you cum, so I'd advise you to ask for what you really want."

Her movements speed up and I croaked out the words that I knew she wanted to hear. "Shit! Janet, fuck me please."

I didn't have to be facing her to know that she was smirking at my submissiveness to her domination.

Another finger entered me without a warning and I let out a moan that turned into several whimpers afterwards. I could feel myself clenching around her fingers as she pumped in and out of me. She bit down on my neck and I realized that she was going to leave her mark.

The door bell sounded again, and this time Janet sped up mercilessly. "Fu- Fuck J! Wai- wait."

My hand went to grab at hers to slow her movements down, and she grabbed my hand with her free one and interlaced them together. Attempting to slow her was a failure at this point.

Every other push inside of me would hit my spot and earn her a squeal or any other word I could get out at the time.

"Hurry before my company leaves babygirl. Cum for mama." Her voice was dangerously low, but I heard her loud and clear. "I know you're close."

She hooked her fingers inside of me, and it pushed me right to where I needed to be.

Almost like the Hoover Dam releasing water, my breathing stopped for a moment, as my head flew back in pure ecstasy. My mouth parted slightly, but no words were made as I shook ever so gently against her fingers.

The arm she had around my waist kept me upright, and at this moment, I was thankful for it.

After I had come down from my high, Janet's fingers retreated from my cave at a languid speed. I watched with my eyes low as she licked her fingers, making sure she didn't miss a drop of my juices there.

"Hm. Strawberries. My favorite." She mumbled and somehow switched our positions. My back was against the kitchen island and she was staring into my eyes— well more like into my soul. "Let me clean my mess."

At first I didn't realize what she meant until she had kneeled before me. My eyes widened for a moment before I got myself together.

"The door." I reminded her because I needed to process all of this and she was not providing the time to do so.

"Fuck them." She brushed them off gently as she waited for my next move.

I put all of my weight on the counter beneath me and allowed her to lift my leg up. She grabbed my panties with her teeth and dragged them down my leg. This time she gave me caution time, because she trailed and licked everything but what I needed her to.

Finally, after waiting for what felt like hours, I felt her tongue glide across my folds. My eyes closed at the feeling as I moaned out. "Shit."

Instead of her continuing, she lifted up. "Hop on the counter."

This time, no fight or doubt was evident in me. I followed her instructions and found myself on a marble counter watching for her next move. She grabbed my legs and pulled them apart as she lowered herself again.

There was no teasing or warning this time, only her digging right in like I was her last meal. Her tongue slithered inside of me and she used one hand to push me back onto the counter.

I put my weight on my arms as I watched her until I just couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. Janet's finger rubbed against my clit as she ate me out.

"Ja- fuck!" My calling fell short when she inserted a finger inside of me. "Fuck! Right there!" My moans bounced against the walls of the kitchen gaining in volume as one of my hands found its way into her hair.

I was in pure ecstasy and this woman was providing the feeling. She pulled my hand out of her hair and her tongue pulled away from me but her finger stayed as she added a second digit.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that she was standing over me, watching me. She leaned down slowly and connected our lips as her fingers pumped inside of me.

We wrestled for dominance, but when she hooked her fingers, she quickly won it. Our tongues wrestled for a moment, until I felt my climax building up in the pit of my stomach.

I wrapped my arms around her, digging my nails down into her as I tried to stay alert to our kisses. Failing, I finally had to pull away because the pleasure was just too much.

Whimpers were heard from me as her fingers brought me to my finish. I felt myself convulsing against her, but what I really felt was her kisses against my neck and collar bone again.

Even when she pulled away, my eyes were still shut. I needed a moment to gather my thoughts.

Hearing her chuckle made me open my eyes as she mumbled. "Don't regret that in the morning."

Shaking my head, I replied softly as we kissed again. "Hm. I was thinking the exact same thing."