Arianna hung up with Danielle, clearly annoyed, but she felt her friend’s pain. Stacey was definitely a cheater. She came in all times of the night and on top of all that, she and Danielle were not having sex. It was hard to believe that her best friend would even deal with something like that, especially from a woman.
Stacey was attractive but Arianna had found it very strange that she dressed like a guy. She had asked Danielle plenty of times why she didn’t just date a guy since her girlfriend looked like one anyway.
Not that she could pretend her relationship with Malachi was perfect. However, Malachi could be described as one of the best men she had ever dated. He worked, attempted to make her happy, and treated her son, Carter, as if he was his own.
It wasn’t hard to understand why she was just not into him as much. He had become a jealous nag and the chemistry was just gone.
“What’s wrong?” Malachi said rolling over to face her.
“Stacey came home in the middle of the night again.”
“So why is she calling you?”
“Don’t start Malachi, I don’t want to argue because Danielle can’t leave her girlfriend.”
“She’s acting you’re her girlfriend.”
Arianna looked at him in disbelief. “I really don’t want to have this conversation… again. It’s tiresome. Goodnight,” she said closing her eyes.
She eventually dozed off dreaming of her family back home. She missed them. It had been years since her and Arianna packed their things in Georgia and decide to make their way to New York for college. Neither of them ever wanted to go back.
She and Malachi awoke the following morning not exactly happy with each other. Arianna was confused as to why he would think that she was “that way.” She and Danielle had been best friends long before she came out. Honestly Arianna never cared. Why should she?
The tension was thick that morning and Malachi struggled to see why Arianna would be such close friends with someone who could potentially be interested in her.
She’d never told Danielle that Malachi was basically jealous of her. It made no sense but she didn’t want her best friend to feel uncomfortable around him.
She ignored the tension, dropped Carter off at school and headed to work like any other day.
Arianna arrived at work tired. She had been a paralegal at Tillman and Browne for almost two years and had not yet understood the benefits of office gossip. It’s almost like a high school.
She spoke to Cayla as she entered the office on the fourth floor. They’d started together and had actually become pretty good friends.
There was one other person at work Arianna was quite fond of. His name was Shane. He was 10 years her senior. They spoke daily and sometimes ate lunch together when he didn’t have court. She knew it was wrong but he was sexy, wise, and unbothered about the workplace gossip. If she didn’t know any better she would believe he didn’t even know half the things that were going around about him.
He sure was sexy though. Six foot three with a caramel complexion that left Arianna salivating. His hair was always cut short and he had the most beautiful hazel colored eyes she’d ever seen. Not to mention his body was perfectly sculpted from something out of a fantasy. He was just perfect.
“Hey Ari.” Shane said as he approached her desk.
“Hi,” She replied, unable to hide the way he’d made her blush.
“You have a beautiful smile, I never get tired of seeing it.” Arianna’s heart began to race. He touched her shoulder sending electricity through her body. “I’ll be here for lunch. Care to join me?”
“Of course!” She exclaimed with no hesitation.
“Cool. I’ll be back around lunch time,” Shane said smiling and leaving her to work.
Shane actually liked Arianna. She possessed an innocence that he loved. Although he knew she was with someone it didn’t stop him from pursuing her. They had yet to cross the line but honestly, Shane wouldn’t be mad if they did because he’d had his eye on her since she first started. It took months for him to even introduce himself and about a year before he started asking her to lunch. He now knows more about her than her own boyfriend does and he liked it like that.
There was a conference coming up soon and he wanted to ask Arianna to come with him. He was actually nervous about it but wanted to spend time with her. He knew he couldn’t ask too last minute because her boyfriend would be suspicious but he definitely wanted them to have a chance to get to know each other more intimately. He wanted her to know that he could please and stimulate her more than just intellectually.
Shane sat in his office as Arianna filled his thoughts. If only they could be together…
“I’m tired of this shit. She could just be a real woman and tell me she doesn’t want to be here,” Danielle vented. She could feel the anger building inside of her.
“I told you to leave her a long time ago. I don’t even think Stacey has the capacity to be faithful,” Arianna said irritated.
“You know what Arianna, it’s hard for me to just up and leave after four years. I want us to work out.”
“I want a million dollars!” Arianna exclaimed, “but I know it’s not gonna happen.”
Danielle heard her the front door open. “She’s here girl. Thanks for talking to me I gotta go.”
Danielle ended the call and turned the bedroom light on. Stacey stumbled in clearly tired and intoxicated.
“Where the fuck have you been?!” Danielle demanded as Stacey leaned against the doorway.
“Sorry babe my phone died,” She said not quite meeting Danielle’s eyes.
“So that excuses you for disappearing more than half the night.”
“This is ridiculous. I just got home. Damn!” Stacey defended.
“What’s been going on with you lately?”
Stacey lets out a sigh, “What are you talking about?”
“You! You’ve been super distant, coming home all hours of the night, and tonight I called you 10 times! You didn’t even answer!”
“I already told you my phone died and I didn’t get it,” Stacey claimed.
Stacey took her shirt off revealing chiseled abs, her locs fell to her shoulders, outlining her face. Danielle could not help but to think about how sexy she looked undressing. It didn’t help that they hadn’t had sex in weeks. “You’re tripping right now. I just want to get ready for bed,” said Stacey.
“I’m tripping? Seriously? You come home at three in the morning and I’m the one with the problem? You must think I’m stupid.”
“I’m not discussing this with you right now. I’m taking a shower and going to bed.” Stacey finished undressing and jumped in the shower. She really did feel bad about coming in so late but she fell asleep. Lately things had been different. Danielle had been nagging continuously and Stacey honestly felt the end of the relationship was near but how could she tell her that?
The hot water streamed down her body washing away the sins of another woman. Was Stacey a cheater? Of course. Did she love Danielle? Yes. But this wasn’t really about love. They had been together since Stacey was pretty young, 21, and she was starting to feel as if maybe Danielle wasn’t the one.
Stacey considered the fact that she should comfort Danielle instead of acting like her concerns were unwarranted. She stepped out of the shower drying her body off and thinking about how good it used to be.
She walked into the room to see a frustrated Danielle lying on the bed crying.
Danielle felt stupid for crying. Why is she staying here? Is love really worth this pain? Is this even love?
Stacey knelt in front of her. Their eyes met, “I’m sorry babe. It’s been a really long night,” Stacey said wiping the tears from her girlfriend’s face. The pain she caused pierced her heart.
“A long night with you and some other bitch, but what about my night sitting here waiting for you?” Danielle turned away from her. She was hurt. Everything that she had done and sacrificed for this relationship seemed to mean nothing to Stacey.
“I wasn’t with another bitch,” Stacey lied. She felt guilt creep slowly through her body.
“Sure you weren’t,” Danielle said trying her best to stop crying.
Stacey slipped under the covers. Danielle inhaled her scent loving it but feeling betrayed, she turned away from her again.
Stacey’s hand made its way up Danielle’s shirt squeezing her breast gently. “Stop!” Danielle demanded quietly pushing her away but her nipples hardened betraying her.
“Don’t be mad. It won’t happen again,” Stacey promised sucking Danielle’s neck into her mouth making her submit.
Stacey slid her hand into Danielle’s panties. She wanted to resist but her body longed for Stacey’s touch. It had been too long. She let out a moan as her legs opened, welcoming Stacey. “Mm,” Danielle listened to Stacey’s stifled moans as her fingers ventured between her legs parting her lips. Stacey’s body was pressed firmly against Danielle’s as her fingers traveled deep inside Danielle finding the spot where she so desperately needed to be touched.
Stacey moaned as her fingers stroked Danielle leaving her breathless. She still had the best out there. Danielle’s body tightened as she moaned in pleasure. She could feel herself losing control of her body. “Damn,” she moaned. Stacey stroked her relentlessly until her hand was soaked in her juices. Danielle’s body shook with pleasure. “Stop,” she said as she removed Stacey’s hand from her. “Go sleep on the couch.”
“Damn,” Stacey said getting out of bed and heading for the couch.
Danielle felt bad for allowing Stacey’s hand to even touch her. Why couldn’t she respect her? Four years and their relationship meant nothing.
Will it ever be possible for people to mind their own damn business? In wake of the Freedom of Religion bills passing through states that are just salty that gay marriage passed a few things have occurred to me.
28 One of the teachers of the law came and heard them debating. Noticing that Jesus had given them a good answer, he asked him, “Of all the commandments, which is the most important?”29 “The most important one,” answered Jesus, “is this: ‘Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one.[a]30 Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.’[b] 31 The second is this: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’[c] There is no commandment greater than these.”
32 “Well said, teacher,” the man replied. “You are right in saying that God is one and there is no other but him.33 To love him with all your heart, with all your understanding and with all your strength, and to love your neighbor as yourself is more important than all burnt offerings and sacrifices.”
Hmm…. I don’t see anything about treating others without compassion for any reason. This actually says that we’re supposed to love one another. One of the issues that I have with organized religion is that it was created so that people could choose what rules they would follow, add new rules, and delete old ones.
It’s funny that people who claim to be so Christian are the first ones to ever tell someone that they’re going to hell. Seriously? Oh so I’m going to hell because I’m gay, but fornication is in our culture and fornicators get into heaven. There are no laws being considered that will stop people from catering weddings of former rapists. I could go on and on but I believe my point has been made.
Another thing I actually believe, is people who don’t want to cater to same-sex marriages should put it out there. In my opinion if you would prefer not to do it, I would prefer to bless someone that actually wants this.
I won’t make this a long post but I have to discuss my annoyances…. SO! I saw this comment one day that said homosexuality was put into the Bible by a homophobic King. My first thought is what is this chick talking about? So I researched it.
It was true! The Bible was translated to make homosexuality wrong. The King James version is not the first version of the Bible and was produced to be politically correct but more importantly was the first to add anything about homosexuality in it. Don’t believe me? Research it.
Anyone who reads about David and Jonathan can clearly see that they had much more than a friendship. They were in fact in love and two of God’s favorites.
The argument about reproduction is invalid as there are in fact so many kids in foster care that all gay couples could get one and there would be more to spare. Plus it’s 2015 gay couples can get pregnant.
One of my biggest pet-peeves about people against the LGBT community are those who feel that it is just lust. When we all lust. A heterosexual man lusts no more or less than a homosexual one. But why should our relationships be denounced because closed minded people feel that they can tell us who to love?
In the meantime, while people are worried about how gay our sex is… Al-Qaida is taking over entire cities. Cops are shooting black men because they can, and no one is watching to ensure our veterans are taken care of. But I see how gay sex is a top priority.