Jay held his iPhone in his shaking hands. He paced in his living room while muttering, “That’s it?”
He knew he could say more, he wanted to say so much more to Candi. But all he could muster was a “Hey you.”
This was a familiar feeling for Jay as the sexual and emotional connection between him and Candi often left him speechless. The year prior Candi was a temp at his real estate firm. She sauntered in on a steaming NYC July day in a tight, black vegan pencil skirt and a white, transparent pussybow blouse. In that moment, all Jay could think about was untying her knot and pulling down her skirt to get to her pussy.
“Hey, I’m Jay,” he greeted, snapping out of it and meeting her at the front desk. He tried to keep his eyes off of her enormous breasts and beautifully rounded hips. He held her gaze to avoid looking at her thin lips, they were covered in a bright fuchsia. What he would give to be slathered in pink.
Candi cocked her head to the side and smiled. “Hey! I’m Candida, but people call me Candi. Where do I sit and how do I start?” To read the rest, become a subscriber!
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Sujeiry Gonzalez (Love Sujeiry) is a professional writer, performer, and digital storyteller. Coined the Latina Carrie Bradshaw, she is the go-to chica for all things love and the Founder of LoveSujeiry.com, a digital platform sharing relationship advice and stories from a Latina perspective.
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