I love to read short stories, and I love writing them even more. However, since Amazon Publishing is making it harder for authors who write short stories and novellas to sell them on their site, I've decided to place all of the short stories I've written in one book. Most of the shorts I write are available on Kindle only, as they're not long enough to be put into paperback, so this will be a great way for my readers who only read paperback books to be able to read my short stories, as well. This is one of the stories that will be featured in Extracurricular Activity- a collection of short stories about married couple's who are sexually frustrated, and seek a little excitement elsewhere...enjoy!
High Definition Rendezvous:
“I’m coming,” Shanice yelled as she tripped over a box while trying to run to the front door. She pulled the door open and found herself staring into a pair of hazel eyes. Damn, she thought to herself. The cable guy is kind of fine.
“Hi, are you Shanice Cannon?” he asked.
“Y-yes,” she said once she was able to speak. She glanced at his name badge. His name was Eddie and he was with the satellite television company. She and her husband, Quinton had just moved into town and the very first thing she did was call the company so she could have her tv service.
Quinton was an emergency room doctor and he often worked long and late hours, leaving Shanice home to entertain herself. They didn’t have any children yet, although they had been trying to have one. She had her own business as a photographer, but when she wasn’t taking family, baby, and wedding photos, she was often home…alone…with nothing but the television to keep her company.
“Great. I’m here to install your satellite dishes and connect your service.” He looked down at the clipboard he was carrying. “It says here that you’ll be getting two receivers- one in the living room and one in the bedroom?”
Shanice shook her head. “Yes, that’s correct.”
“Great. Well, I’ll do what I need to do outside first, then I’ll come inside and work my magic. That cool?”
Shanice’s eyes did a quick up and down glance of Eddie’s body. I’ll bet you can work some magic, she thought as she noticed his bulging, tattooed biceps peeking from underneath his short sleeved shirt.
“That’s fine,” she said. She watched him turn and walk to his van to gather his work equipment. Even in the uniform slacks he was wearing, she could tell he had a nice, round ass. Lord have mercy, she whispered as she closed the door.
She went into the living room and began unpacking some of the boxes. She hadn’t realized she had so much stuff until it came time to move it. She removed some of her Swarovski crystal figurines from the pieces of newspaper she’d wrapped them in to protect them during the move, and began strategically placing them in her curio case. Quinton had given her a crystal ballerina when they’d first started dating over six years ago, and she’d been collecting them ever since. She’d just placed a few figurines in the curio, when the doorbell rang.
She ran over to the door and peeked through the peephole. It was Eddie. She held the door open for him as he carried his equipment in the living room.
“Nice place,” he said looking around.
“Thanks. Maybe it will be once I get everything unpacked.”
Shanice went back to unpacking while Eddie went to work. After she’d finished with her figurines, she set up her step ladder, and grabbed a hammer so she could hang her round, Herringbone framed mirror over the fireplace mantel. She climbed onto the very top of the ladder and pondered exactly where she wanted it, then marked the spot with a pencil. She’d leaned the mirror against the wall and once she knew where she wanted to hang the mirror, she reached for the hammer and a nail. She reached down for the hammer, and that’s when she noticed the nails were still on the floor. She groaned inwardly as she realized she would have to climb back down.
Maybe it was because she was afraid of heights, or the fact that she’d been having really bad headaches and dizzy spells lately, but when she looked down, she became light-headed, and before she could stop herself, she was falling backwards. She closed her eyes and prepared to hit the floor, but a pair of strong arms broke her fall before her body slammed into the hard floor.
“Whoa, are you okay?” Eddie asked as he cradled her in his arms.
Shanice was dizzy, alright; but not from the headache. Whatever cologne Eddie was wearing was intoxicating and making her even more lightheaded than she already had been a minute earlier. “Uh…y-yes; I’m okay. I’ve been having dizzy spells lately and I just lost my balance.”
“It’s a good thing I was here to protect you; that fall would have knocked you out and given you a concussion for sure.”
Shanice and Eddie’s faces were inches away from each other. Both of them were breathing hard, although she was sure it was for different reasons. “Yep, it’s a good thing you were here. But, I’m fine now.”
“Yes you are,” Eddie said staring into her eyes.
“So…you can put me down now,” Shanice told him.
“Oh! I’m sorry,” Eddie said setting her down. “You sure you’re okay?” he asked as she stumbled a little. He grabbed her shoulders to steady her, worried that she might fall again.
“I’m fine.”
“Here, why don’t I hang that mirror for you before you break it.”
Eddie climbed the ladder and Shanice handed him the nails. He found the pencil mark she’d made, indicating the spot where she wanted it, then he took the nail from her and hung the mirror.
“Thank you,” Shanice said as she stood back and admired his handiwork.
“No problem. So, I’ve got the receiver hooked up in here; if you’ll show me to your bedroom, I can get started in there.”
“Cool. Follow me.”
Eddie followed Shanice up the staircase. She was a petite little thing, probably no taller than 5’2, but she had the curves in all the right places. He watched her ass as she climbed the stairs. I wonder is it’s as soft as it looks, he thought to himself.
“It’s right in there,” Shanice said turning around suddenly.
Eddie had been staring at her butt so hard, he walked right into her when she suddenly stopped and turned around. “Oh, sorry. I-I uh…guess I wasn’t paying attention.”
Shanice smiled at him. Eddie noticed the dimple she had in her left cheek. Damn, she’s beautiful, he thought to himself. Her husband is one lucky man to cuddle up to her every night.
Shanice unpacked a few things around the bedroom while Eddie worked. He was fine and all, but she wasn’t about to leave a strange man alone in her bedroom. She busied herself with unpacking some of her wall art while Eddie did his job.
“So, what’s Mr. Cannon do?” Eddie asked, making small talk. The silence in the room was awkward.
“He’s a doctor.”
“Wow…a doctor, huh? Must be nice.” he looked over his shoulder at Shanice, who was leaned over removing some items from a box. He admired her round ass in the tribal print leggings she was wearing. She was in the perfect position for him to walk up behind her and slide his dick in between her plump butt cheeks.
“Sometimes. It gets lonely though,” Shanice said. “He works at the emergency room, so he’s gone most of the time. Sometimes, I think he prefers it that way.” Shanice wasn’t sure why she'd let that tidbit of information slip out of her mouth. It was true though. Lately, on the rare occasion Quinton was home, he seemed annoyed or distracted. She assumed his attitude had to do with work, so she never said anything. She did notice that whenever she tried to hug him or kiss him, he pushed her away. He often made her feel like he didn’t want her, he just hadn’t came out and said it.
“I’m sure you’re imagining things,” Eddie said. “As sexy as you are, no man in his right mind would want to be away from you for too long.”
Shanice actually blushed. It had been a long time since a man had given her a compliment. “Thank you.”
They stared at each other for a few intense seconds. She licked her lips nervously. The quick gesture made Eddie’s dick stiffen as he imagined her tongue gliding across his manhood. Chill out Ed; she’s a married woman, he silently chastised himself.
“Well, I guess I’m done here,” he said. “You can watch all the high definition television you want now. Do you need me to show you show you all the features, or you think you can manage?”
Having this sexy man in her bedroom was making Shanice feel some type of way. “I think I can manage,” she said.
Eddie removed a business card from his shirt pocket. “Okay well, if you start having any problems with the receivers or just questions in general, feel free to call me on my direct line.”
Shanice took the car from his hand and looked at it. “I’ll do that,” she said.
She turned and left the bedroom, with Eddie following behind her. She walked him to the front door and held it open as he grabbed the rest of his equipment from the living room floor.
“Oh, no more climbing up on ladders,” Eddie told her before he walked outside.
She smiled shyly. “No more climbing ladders,” she agreed.
She watched Eddie walk to his van and wondered of he had a woman that he was going home to. Why she got slightly jealous as an image of him making love to another woman crossed her mind, she had no idea. She closed the door and went back to unpacking.
***
Some of the clear pockets in the album had more than one photo in them, so she removed the pictures so she could see the one’s behind it. Her mouth dropped when she found three more pictures….that weren’t of her. They were naked photos of two different women. She didn’t recognize either one of them. She quickly flipped through the other pages of the album and removed the top photo to find even more pictures of naked and half-naked women in provocative poses. What was worse, Quinton was in a few of the photos with some of the women.
Tears burned her eyes as she looked at her husband in sexual positions with these women. She flipped the photos over and read the writing on them. There were dates on each picture, some as recent as a few months ago.
I guess that’s why he doesn’t seem too interested in me, she thought angrily to herself. Here she was, being the perfect little understanding wife, and her husband was out screwing other whores. She didn’t have proof that he was fucking them, but the pictures were very convincing.
She placed the pictures back in the album the way she’d found them, then headed over to the bed and sat down. She was mad as hell right now, but she also had to be reasonable. She couldn’t exactly leave Quinton…not right now. She loved her job as a photographer, but she would have to find other means of employment to be able to make a living for herself. Quinton had always knew he’d become a doctor and one day planned to have his own practice, so he’d made her sign a prenup when they’d gotten married. Without proof of infidelity, she would walk away with nothing.
But you have proof, she thought to herself. She jumped up off the bed, grabbed the photo album and her purse, and headed to Walmart to make copies of the print photos. He thinks he’s so damn smart, she thought to herself. But, he wasn’t smart enough not to get the pictures printed.
***
Just as Shanice walked back inside the house, her cellphone vibrated, indicating that she had a text message.
It was from Quinton: I’m working late tonight; don’t wait up.
“I’ll just bet you are,” Shanice said out loud.
She headed up the stairs and into her room, where she hid the photos in a safe place until she was ready to use them. She sat on the side of the bed and her eyes fell on the business card Eddie had left her earlier. She remembered the way she’d felt so safe and secure in his arms when he caught her, and the way her heart skipped a beat as he’d stared her in the eye.
You know you want to, she thought to herself as she looked at the card, debating on whether or not she should call him.
She jumped up and ran into the adjoining master bathroom and stripped out of her clothes. She took a quick, hot shower, then went back into the room and rubbed her good Victoria’s Secret Passion Struck body lotion all over her, then followed that up by spraying her body with the spray in the same fragrance.
She looked at the clock. It was close to seven o’clock. Would he be off work by now? There was only one way to find out. She picked up her phone and the business car ad dialed his number.
“Hello?” Eddie picked up on the first ring.
“Eddie? This is Shanice; you were here earlier.”
“Hey, Shanice. Are you having problems with the receiver already?”
“Umm…yeah; I kind of am,” she lied.
“I’ll be there if fifteen minutes.”
“Okay, thanks.”
Shanice giggled to herself as she went downstairs to wait for him. The doorbell rang exactly fifteen minutes later.
Eddie’s mouth dropped wide open when Shanice opened the door. She was wearing nothing but a black bra and panties, thigh-high fishnet stockings, a garter belt, and sexy high heels. He felt his dick twitching in his slacks. Shanice was serving plenty of cleavage and he licked his lips as he looked at her flesh. “What seems to be the problem?” he asked once he was able to find his voice.
“The receiver in the bedroom won’t work, for some reason. Can you take a look?”
“I sure can.”
Eddie stepped into the foyer and closed the door behind him. Shanice turned and walked up the stairs, and he followed her. The way her ass jiggled in the skimpy underwear was more than he could take and his Johnson was throbbing, but he played it cool.
Once they made it into the bedroom, and Eddie saw that the television was playing fine, Eddie knew what time it was. “I thought you said the receiver wasn’t working?” he asked as he looked at Shanice.
“Well, I had to make up some reason to get you back over here,” she said seductively.
“Well, I’m here; now what?”
“Do you really need to ask?” Shanice asked as she held her arms out as if to say, come and get me.
“I wanna hear you say it,” Eddie said as he walked closer to her and stood in front of her.
“I want you to make love to me, Eddie.”
Eddie grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer to him. He leaned in and kissed her slowly. He sucked her tongue and bottom lip as they deepened their sensual kiss. His erection got harder as Shanice moaned into his mouth. He lifted her into his arms and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Carrying her to the bed, he tossed her onto the bed playfully.
He removed her shoes, then pulled her stockings down. He took each of her toes into his mouth and sucked them. He then began kissing his way back upwards, gently biting and sucking the insides of her thighs. She moved her thong to the side and sampled her pussy. She tastes as sweet as I thought she would, he thought to himself.
After he completely removed her skimpy lingerie, he laid on his back and had her straddle his face. Shanice held onto the headboard ad Eddie French kissed her swollen lips and tickled her clit with his tongue. She threw her head back and rode his face as he squeezed her butt cheeks. Quinton had never ate her pussy like this. He acted like he was scared to do it half the time. The other half of the time, he only did it long enough to get her wet so he could fuck her and go to sleep.
She shuddered and felt her body go limp as she came hard, filling Eddie’s mouth with her juices. She rolled over and fell onto her back on the bed, out of breath from the explosive orgasm.
“Oh no; I’m not done with you yet,” Eddie told her as he quickly undressed.
Shanice licked her lips as he dropped his pants and freed his dick from his boxer briefs. It was long, thick, and standing at attention. Shanice got up on her knees and crawled over to the edge of the bed. Eddie walked closer to her, and she reached out and stroked him. She took him inside of her mouth and began sucking him. Eddie was so big, she couldn’t fit all of him inside her mouth, but she did the best she could.
Eddie looked down at Shanice as she wrapped her red lips around his member. As shy as she’d seemed earlier, she was the total opposite now. She gave him head like a pro; she even licked his balls. The way she moaned as she sucked him greedily made him bust his load into her mouth sooner than he’d anticipated. And she swallowed every bit of it.
He grabbed a condom from his pants, rolled it down his shaft, then climbed on top of her. Shanice had other plans. She rolled them over so that she was straddling him. “I’m in charge of this ride tonight,” she said.
“As you wish, ma’am,” Eddie said as she inserted him inside her and began grinding her hips on him. He grabbed her waist as she rode him up down, around and around. He thrust his hips upwards as she bounced on him.
“Ahhh…I’m coming,” Shanice yelled.
Eddie was determined to hold back until she got hers. He didn’t have to wait long. A few seconds later, she rained all over his dick. With a couple of more humps, Eddie followed suit.
“Damn, girl,” he said as she rolled over onto her back. “I guess it’s true what they say.”
“Who’s they; and what do they say?”
“That it’s the seemingly sweet and innocent women who are the freakiest in bed. You seemed so timid earlier…I never would have dreamed you would be like this.”
“Is that a good or a bad thing?”
“It’s a great thing,” Eddie said kissing her lips.
They laid in each other’s arms a little while longer, then Eddie got dressed to leave. He wasn’t sure what Shanice’s reason had been for fucking him in the bed she shared with her husband, but he wasn’t trying to still be in bed with her when the husband got home; that’s how people got shot.
“So…is there anything else I can assist you with, ma’am?” he asked after he’d gotten dressed.
“No; I think you fixed my problem. I’ll be sure to call your supervisor and tell him about the great customer service you provided first thing Monday morning.”
“I appreciate that. Well, I guess I’d better get going.” He helped Shanice off the bed and pulled her body into his. They shared one last sensual kiss before he turned and left the room.
Shanice walked him to the door and watched him leave. Quinton wasn’t the only one with secrets. She had planned to go see a divorce lawyer first thing Monday morning, but she decided to wait a little while. In the meantime, anytime she needed to be serviced, she knew exactly who to call.
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