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After I left the detention center, I headed back into the office.

Shit was quiet for me at the office today.

I returned some client calls, responded back to emails, reviewed some case files for one of the motion hearings that I had early next week, and signed off one some paperwork that my assistant had waiting for me.

By the time I’d finished with that, it was nearing the time that I would leave to take lunch.

Crazy how being a single man had changed my whole dynamic of shit.

Back when Yaya and I were married, I never had to leave the office for work because I would always have lunch packed from the previous night’s dinner.

Yaya over fulfilled her duties as a wife.

That woman would send me off with a heavy lunch, and snacks, like a nigga was heading out to go fight a war.

She used to leave a nigga with a love note too.

I’ll be lying if I say that I didn’t miss that shit.

Granted, it’s been awhile since she’s done those things because in the last year of our marriage, we were just existing with one another.

As I was packing up, getting ready to head out for lunch, my office phone started ringing. I went over, and picked the phone up, placing it to my ear.

“Hey. I know your probably about to leave out and have lunch, but you have a guest in the lobby. It’s Ms. Ellington,” my assistant Tionna let me know.

Hearing the name of who was here to see me, I chuckled to myself and shook my head.

Her name was Gina. Me, and Gina used to fuck around a little minute ago.

Shit, in that last year of marriage with Yaya, and she’d given me that green light to go out, and fuck whoever I wanted to, and I took her up on that option, Gina was one of the women that I was fuckin.

Gina was cool. She was a classy woman, she knew how to talk shit, she made her own money, and she was fine as fuck, which was right up my alley.

I had to stop fuckin with her because it had gotten to the point where every time I would come around her, she was on my case, asking me when me, and Yaya were going to divorce, so I just stopped dealing with her.

It’s been a little minute since I’ve been in her presence, which is why I was shocked that she was here.

Her ass was bold though and had always been the type to go after what she wanted, so I couldn’t say that I was that shocked that she was here.

“Just tell her to stay out here, and I’ll meet her. I’m about to walk out of the office now,” I let Tionna know, and she responded back, letting me know that she would relay the message.

From there, I hung up the office phone, and I grabbed my work phone, along with my personal phone, and my wallet.

Once I had those things, I walked over to the door, opened it, and when it closed, it locked automatically.

Walking through the hallway at the firm, I passed by some of my attorneys, that I quickly spoke to, letting them know that I was heading out of the office, going out for lunch, and that I would be back.

I eventually made it down to the lobby area, and I went over to Tionna, letting her know that I would be back.

Tionna had been my assistant for the past five years that I’ve been running my firm, and I would give her subtle, playful threats, telling her that her ass could never leave this company because she did too much of a good job, helping to keep this business running.

She was professional as hell, sharp in every aspect that I needed her to be, and efficient in everything that she did.

I loved the way she kept shit in order around here, and how loyal she was to this business.

She was cool with Yaya because of the years that she’s been working for me.

I’m talking the kind of cool where she would send Yaya a message right now and tell her that I was getting ready to leave and go to lunch with another bitch.

She wouldn’t do it though. I knew she wouldn’t because then I was going to have to get on her about it.

I let Tionna know that I would be back, and she assured me that that was fine.

I made my way over to the lobby, and Gina had to have already saw me when I walked out because she was standing there in a beautiful beige color dress that looked as if it was painted onto her thick frame, and she was looking up at me.

Gina was a bad bitch, which came as no surprise because bad bitches were the only kind of women that I liked.

She wasn’t that tall. She was a good 5’4.

Waist was tiny, and when we started walking, I was going to allow her to walk in front of me, so that I could look at that ass from the back.

The ass on her was sick! It needed its own area code, I swear.

She had thick legs, and thighs, that proved the time that she was putting in the gym.

Natural, long jet-black hair, but today, she had it slicked back into a low bun.

Her make-up was done, but it wasn’t a heavy beat.

The gold heels she wore had her standing up just a little taller.

There was a nice, cheetah print Hermes Kelly purse in her hands too. I fucked with her style.

“Damn. To what do I owe this pleasure?” I casually asked, while walking up on her, and standing right in front of her.

Because of our height difference, when I talked to her, I had to look down at her.

A beautiful smile appeared on her face, showing off her white, straight teeth, and perfect pink gums.

“I’ve been busy, so I just paid attention to the blogs from a couple of weeks ago, and I saw that your now a single man.

I heard the divorce has finally cleared.

I was going to head out to lunch by myself, but I figured that I would pull up on you and celebrate.

What you have a taste for?” she boldly asked me, getting right to the point.

“I don’t mind going to lunch. Ima be honest with you though.

With me just getting out of a marriage, I’m not looking to jump back into anything else.

The goal is to be single for a while,” I needed her to know because I didn’t want her thinking that because I was single, that her, and I were getting ready to be a couple.

On my kids, I wasn’t looking for a girlfriend right now.

I’m sure that I was going to run through a few women, get my rocks off from time to time, but that was as far as that shit was going to go.

“Sevyn, I don’t care about that. I just want a few meals out of you, and some dick. We came to an end the last time because I didn’t feel right, knowing that I was fuckin another woman’s husband. I was afraid of the kind of karma that I would get from that,” she replied.

“Aight cool. As long as we have an understanding on that. Come on. Where you trying to go?” I asked, stepping back, so that she could get in front of me, and lead the way.

There was a spot that wasn’t too far from my job, and it had good wraps, and smoothies, and that’s where Gina told me that she wanted to go.

I didn’t mind going to that spot. I ate there at least two times out of the week.

Instead of us going to the spot in two cars, she just hopped in the truck with me, sitting in the passenger seat.

On the drive over, we made small talk, where she was telling me how shit was going at the office for her.

Gina was VP of business development at some high-end hotel company.

She’s held that position for the past two years I believe.

She didn’t have any children, and from the looks of things, she didn’t have a man, either.

She didn’t need niggas for money, which is why I believed her when she told me that she only needed me for a few meals, and some dick.

She tried to get in my business a little bit, wanting to know if I was really done with Yaya, even with the divorce, but I didn’t get into all of that with her.

I also wasn’t going to speak on Yaya with her.

The bitches that I’ve fucked since Yaya had given me the green light to, up until now, they can never run back and tell Yaya that I spoke bad on her while I was with them because I never speak on her to any of them.

I know how messy bitches could be, so that was a line that I didn’t even cross.

Lunch was cool with Gina though. I paid for the wraps, and the smoothies that we both got.

The spot was one of those places that didn’t have its own parking lot, and the parking that was on the side of the road, where you could parallel park, all those spots were taken, so I had to park in the garage.

We were back in the truck, and I’d started it up.

I didn’t pull out of the parking spot right away, so Gina used that as her opportunity to scoot over in her seat, and she proved to me again just how bold she was, when she hiked her dress up a little bit, came closer, and she went right for the Hermes belt that I was wearing.

I didn’t stop her because I knew what she was working her way up to doing, and I needed this shit.

My dick hadn’t been sucked in a lil minute.

From our past experiences, I knew that Gina gave good head.

She would suck my shit like she was expecting some kind of payment once she was finished.

The second she got my big man out, she smiled, seeing how large it was.

It wasn’t fully standing at attention, but in a matter of seconds, it would be.