Mila
January 25,2016
Chapter 16

I watched as Rain stuffed her face. You could tell she was raised by an older man. She was holding her fork like a 3 year old. Had her whole hand wrapped around the handle.  She was leaning over her plate and eating like her food was about to run away.

I must admit she was much more relaxed dressed today but not by much. She was wearing a red dress shirt, a black and red striped bow tie and some brown oxfords, and black suspenders. I'm sure her suit jacket was hanging up somewhere. I let my eyes wander up and down her body as her pants legs were raised a bit and I saw her black and red-stripped socks.

"You eat like a toddler," I said and chuckled.

She looked up at me and laughed and took a sip of her beer.

"I have been told. I tried holding the fork like most people do. But that shit hurts. My ex hated it," she said and picked up her chicken leg.

"Well I think it's cute," I told her.

It was cute cause she looked so focused. Like she was trying not to let the food fall off the fork.

"You think so?" she asked me as she raised her eyebrow.

I nodded my head and smiled at her.  She chuckled softly and finished eating everything on her plate.

"You gonna make me fat," she said as she stood up and stretched.

"I mean you are looking a little on the thin side," I told her and laughed.

"Word? So my diet of coffee and breath mints is working?" she asked me

I laughed and rolled my eyes.

"Yeah Rain. It is working," I told her.

"Good," she said and laughed.

"You gonna stay for a bit longer or head out?" I asked her.

I was hoping she would stay a little longer. I loved being in her arms. I don't even think it was the  weed talking. I felt like I was on cloud nine and wanted to stay there a while longer if not all night.

"I don't know . I should probably get going. I came over here way too late anyway," she said looking at her phone.

I watched as I saw what looked like tiredness seemed to come over her. It was written all in her body language.  That's when I saw her go from a young 26 to like a 45-year-old man with the weight of the world on his shoulders.  Her height dropped a few inches.  She looked at me and smiled.

"Come lock me out Ms. Jamila Rose," she said.

I smiled and nodded my head I watched as she placed her coat on her body. She didn't button it up.

"Well I am going to get going before the snow starts to come down to hard," she said.

I walked up to her and started to button her coat up as she looked down at me.

"You need to take better care of yourself Ms. Major," I told her and finished the last button.

"I am still warm from your smile, " she said and smirked at me.

I laughed and put my hands on her stomach and pushed her back.  She grabbed my hand and pull me closer to her.  As she bent down and I felt her soft lips linger above mines. she placed a slowly sweet kiss on them. She pulled back and smiled at me. I did the same.

"Would you like to go on a date with me Saturday?" she asked me.

"I work on Saturday's," I told her.

"I work everyday," she countered and raised her eyebrow.

"What time?" I asked her.

"What time do you get off work?" she asked me.

"I go in at 11pm and I will get off around 7 am. Then at 12 I am meeting up with Frankie at the mall, " I told her.

"Well that gives you time to take a long nap before I come and get you," she said.

"Where are we going?" I asked her.

"Out," she said as she turned around and opened my front door.

"What should I wear?" I asked her.

"Clothes," she said in a duh tone.

I laughed.

"What kind of clothes," she looked at me and tap the lock on my door.

"Keep this door lock Ms. Jamila Rose, " she said and kissed my cheek before she walked out my door and into the light snow that was falling.

I bit down on my bottom lip as she started to make her way down the street and to her car. I really didn't want her to leave.

"Rain!" I yelled out.

She stop walking and turned around. I wrapped my arms around my body and lightly jogged to where she was standing. She furrowed her eyebrows and looked at me.

"Ms. Rose you should really get inside," she said as she looked around and back at my door that was open.

I bit down on my bottom lip and I grabbed her by her coat and pulled her into me as my lips met hers. It took her a second to realize what was happening. When she did she kissed me back just as slowly. She wrapped her arms around my waist as I slowly pulled back from the kiss. I placed my hands on her chest.

"Stay a little longer please," I mumbled.

"Okay. But go inside and let me get something out of my car," she said and kissed my forehead.

I smiled as she looked down at me. Her 5'8 frame hovering over my short one.

"I will wait," I said as she shook her head and laughed.

I watched as she opened her truck door and placed something in her coat pocket. She closed the door and wrapped her arm around my shoulders as we made our way back to my open door.

"You could have called me or text me," she said and laughed.

"You might have been down the street by the time you saw it,"  I told her as I closed my door.

I turned around to face her. She was taking her coat back off and was about to hang it up.

"I would of came back for you Ms. Rose," she said and smirked at me and winked.

I smiled and blushed a bit. She was cute as hell and charming.

I grabbed her hand and led her up the stairs to my smoke room. Once we got to the top of the stairs she wrapped her arms around my waist. I bit my bottom lip as her body temperature rose to meet mines. It felt amazing. The tightness she held me with felt safe. I placed my arms on top of hers. That's when I felt something different. It was peaceful. This simple embrace held a lot of complex emotions.

"I think your bum outfits are so damn sexy," she said.

I laughed as I started to walk us into the smoke room.

"Why is that?" I asked her as I stopped in front of the door.

"I don't know. It just turns me on so damn much," she mumbled as she moved her hand and placed it on the door knob.

"So you saying if I went out on a date with you to a fancy restaurant you wouldn't be mad?" I asked her.

I watched as she opened the door. I turned around in her arms. I wrapped my arms around her neck . She licked her lips and smirked at me.

"Ms. Rose if you went out on a date with me dressed like this. You would still be the most amazing sight in the room," she said slowly.

I smiled hard and laughed. Her words alone made me so damn wet. It was like she was fucking my mind slowly.

"Those damn dimples," she said and smirked.

"I can't help it. You say things that just makes me feel so damn good," I said as she backed me into the room.

"Ms. Rose if I can't make you feel good with words than how will I make you feel good with my mouth..." she said as she brushed her lips against aisnt my neck.

"Or my hands," she said as I gasped.

Her hands found their way to my waist. I hope she ain't notice that. I let out a small moan as she slowly sucked on my earlobe.

"Or anything else that will make you cum repeatedly," she said.

"Fuck," I whispered as she slowly pulled back and smiled at me.

"Would you like to smoke now Ms. Rose?" She asked me.

I would really like for her to fuck me now. I licked my lips and nodded my head yes. She was a little nasty thing at night. I giggled as I felt her pick me up. I wrapped my legs around her waist as she carried me over to the couch.

"You were staring and not moving," she said as she sat down.

"I'm sorry," I said and smiled as she reached in her pocket and pulled out a blunt and a book of matches.

I raised my eyebrow and looked at her.

"It makes it burn nice and taste better," she said.

"Or do you just like fire?" I asked her as she placed the blunt to her lips.

"Maybe," she mumbled.

I shook my head as I took the matches from her and lit it. She raised her eyebrow as I held the the flame to the blunt she had between her lips. I smiled and blew the flame out. She inhaled and sat back onto the couch. I laid my head on her chest as she handed me the blunt and wrapped her arms around my waist.  I inhaled the blunt slowly. From what I can smell her shit might be strong. I exhaled and smiled. She got some good ass shit.

"You gonna smoke it? Or just eye rape my shit?" She asked me in her groggy voice.

"I don't know," I said and licked my lips.

I sat up and placed the blunt to her lips. I think I could grow to love this.