Today I wrote a letter to somebody who actually took the time to listen to the words that flowed from my mouth like the delta. I was intrigued by the fact that he took the time to ask what made me smile and what made me frown. He actually cared for my conversation so much that he kept asking questions and responding to my every thought. That’s the type of relationship I had with Chas Monroe because that’s all we knew. He was the instructor of this poetry class that I was enrolled in and together we communicated words of love, sex, and deep neo soul trances that my husband Lance couldn’t seem to grasp. 

Chas drew me in with rhythm & his ebony tone which caused my skin to prickle. I couldn’t get Chas Monroe off my mind. When lance even made love to me all I could imagine was the sweet poetry pouring from Chas’s mouth sexing me slow in a satiating flow. I was stimulated in many different ways when being around Chas versus the constant neglect and non-existing communication between me and Lance.

Lance spent majority of his time running a home business from his office; so that meant a lot of time alone to think and to write. I decided to find my outlet once I figured out lance wasn’t interested in what I had to say or even interested in how I felt. I felt at times like if I was in the shape of a computer maybe lance would give me the time of day, but that quickly fell on false hope. When I got tired of yelling and crying I swiftly closed lance completely out of my heart and opened my mind, body, and soul to poetry.

Lance made my insecurities resurface and was also good at making me feel like nothing. I hated coming second to everything else that was suited more important than me. I hated the pain he left me in every time my expectations of him where kicked down. All I ever craved was his affection and if at anything just his conversation would have made me feel golden. Lance sucked me dry of all my energy and love; I was too tired and too turned off to give a damn about his feelings anymore. What for? He never took mine in any consideration. Besides, I was in tuned into Chas and wanting to experience his inner most thoughts & creativity throughout our hour and a half session.

Chas just didn’t know how good he made poetry look, feel, & sound. I wanted him to bare my mind with his ever so sexy words of poetry. I pictured Chas standing in the front of the class with nobody else around but my eyes only with a bright spotlight beaming down on his chiseled caramel dripping body while a single bead of sweat fell from his brow rolling down to his stomach. All this tempting eye candy while he recited those sex-filled lines to me as he undressed me with his eyes. I was captivated by his muscular built while lance’s physique fell short.

Lance was beginning to turn me off dramatically as we grew far apart in our relationship. My interest lied somewhere else, and that riveting space was right under Chas’s body. I wanted him in all ways and I had to let him know that I was interested. Even thought I was married my rich little life fell boring when around Chas everything about him reflected excitement & I was more curious in experimenting with his neo-sexuality. In my mind lance was out and Chas was definitely in, but the problem behind that was Chas barely knew my name.

All he knew of me was of my attendance in his class. I was a pupil who totally admired his gift for poetry, his talent in delivery, & his seducing presentation. I had to make my presence known to Chas then just more than his student, I had to show him that I was the woman that wanted to explore his words, his mind, & his body deeply. I had to allow Chas Monroe to meet the real Anya Gee. I was going to make Chas phantom my erotic world. He was pensive to the eye like a piece of African art. I wanted to permeate his total inhibitions while perishing from his orgasmic lust.

I had special plans; plans that involved our two naked intertwining spirits fatigued from hours of love making while the Black Love incense burns slowly. I planned on having him all caught up in my love high just like he’s been doing to me every time I see his face and watch his thick sexy luscious lips release sounds of erotica.  Chas assigned us with homework to come up with a sexy erotic poem that expresses our deep sexual fantasies. I knew that with this project I’ll definitely get his attention with a poem like that. I would spark his sexual interest with my sexually charged poem dedicated to him.

“This poem is dedicated to a handsome muse whose sexiness inspires me within.

YOUR SEXINESS MAKES OF CARAMEL DROPS THAT MELTS IN THE WARMTH OF THE SUN AS IT BEAMS ON YOUR CROP... A CROP FILLED OF HERSHEY KISSES AND CHOCOLATE DROPS MAKES ME HOT AND WET AT THE TOUCH OF YOUR HAND.

YOU MAKE ME WEAK FOR YOUR FLESH SENDING ME ON A TRANCE FOR YOUR ENTRANCE TO MY LAND; WANTING ALL OF YOU INSIDE AS YOUR LOVE POURS ON TOP OF MY BODY PRESSING OUR EBONY FRUITS AGAINST THE BURNING SAND

DEEP INTO YOUR SEX

IN SEX U SLAY

DEEP, WET, SLOW, FAST, HOT, EROTIC, NEAR MY ORGASMIC PLAY

HOLD ME CLOSE MAKING YOU AND I ONE

ONE IN SEX

ONE IN LOVE

ONE IN ONE

SEX

I WANT U

U

I CRAVE U

?

DO U FEEL ME...? FEEL ME WHILE I FEEL YOU

When I recited my original piece I kept my eyes locked on Chas as I caught him gawking at me feeling every word that leaked from my soul. Everyone stood up and gave me a standing ovation while Chas gave me an icy look. He joined the others in applauding my poetry and before I knew it class time was over. “Ms. Gee I need to talk to you after class if you’re not busy.” Chas whispered while pulling me to the side. “Sure!” I responded, hoping that this alone time will be beneficial in him scratching my curious itch for his body.

“I really loved your poem and how you used your choice of words in the manner that you did. It was really original and straight to the point.” He praised. “So who was your handsome muse?” he inquired. “Well to be honest, I kept my eyes locked on you because you inspired me to write that work. Kind of embarrassing to say but my attraction to you reflected well in writing.” I told him.

Chas kept his eyes locked to mine making way to my lips and down to my breast. I watched his eyes journey my body. “Um Chas is there something you would like to see up close?” I asked as my fingers slithered up my thigh.

Chas stood up and reached out for my hand. I obliged and stood in front of him with his eyes engaged in mine. Looking into his eyes was like looking into another world. His hand slowly glided up my arm caressing my collarbone. He moved in closer with his soft lips pressing against my collarbone and neck. With his lips against my neck my body leaked love all between my legs as I felt my sweet spot swelling for his body. His fingertips rolled across my face and locked to my chin where he positioned my lips in the same direction as his.

His lips touched mine and our tongues touched for the first time. I was in heaven with the man my body craved for. Lance was far from my mind as our kiss grew sexual. I felt Chas’s animalism for my flesh increase with force as he sly fully removed my tight knit sweater from my horny body. He cupped my breast with the palm of his hands and massaged them with his lips and tongue. He made love to my breast slowly with his mouth tickling my aching nipples with his rapid tongue. I couldn’t believe that this was actually happening; my fantasy for my poetic muse finally was a vivid memory that would be stored forever.

His mouth traveled throughout my upper torso and made way down to my love triangle. He peeled my tight jeans off my skin and immediately pulled my panties off as well grabbing me up and placing my dripping wet body on top of his desk. He pressed his hard dick inside of my body. When he entered I felt a sense of melt as I creamed heavily for him. I grinded him as he kept a rhythmic flow of thrusting inside me.

 He held my little frame and placed me on top of him straddling his built in his chair. He held my hips, guiding me up and down on his love stick making my pussy weak. He placed my breast in his mouth while gripping my ass and thrusting hard inside my body. We moaned, we groaned, we sweated, and we deeply connected. I finally got to sample Chas Monroe’s poetic passion.

We both came together while holding each others sweaty hot body’s together short winded from the heavy sexual activity. “Wow Anya, who ever thought your sex would turn out to be exactly how your poem described it would be.”  “Damn I want some more chocolate.” He solicited. He made love to me slow still inside of my body from before, he grinded my sexual nerves until I came again. He made me come over and over again through the night. Before I knew it, it was 10:30 pm; my class was over at 8:00pm.

 I’m sure Lance wasn’t missing me; he probably didn’t notice that I was in the house or late from my class for that matter. But I could care less; right now I was in neo love. I was all wrapped up in his sex, in his spirit.  “Wow look at the time. I must go, but I’ve had a time, an experience, and a sexual blast with you.” I expressed while kissing his clammy caramel face all over slowly. He kissed me passionately and deep for about 3 minutes until I felt his familiar rhythm again. He was still inside of my body with a gracious hard on that satisfied my indulgence.

Chas and I made love 4 times that night christening each and every inch of the classroom. Chas was into my body and loving my sex and he had me in tuned in his. I rose up finally freeing his extension from my locket and dressed myself. Chas watched me dress while he sat in the chair still naked as a jay bird. “I want you to get dress slow.” He mouthed to me. I did as I watched him explore his body in front of me. “Do I turn you on Chas?” I questioned while still standing naked.

“Girl, Girl, Girl! You know you turn me on.

Get dress before I take it again. Fuck around with me & you’ll never go home.” He joked, but I saw the seriousness in his eyes. “Who says I have to go?”

 I responded while dropping my clothes to the floor. He stood up from his chair and walked towards me scooping me up and laying me flat on the ground. We made love all night long. I had and over indulgence of Chas but it wasn’t enough. We could make love for days if I didn’t have to go home to boring ass Lance.

I spent my first night with Lance. I glanced at the clock for it to read 12:55 am. “Baby I have to go.” I whispered. Chas laid next to me holding me close to his body. He was sleeping so peacefully like a newborn baby.  I felt his lips nudge against my neck as his hand caressed my stomach, hips, and thighs. “I’ll see you tomorrow in class right?” he asked. “Sure thing.” I said. I stood up, put on my clothes, and left the class. I hopped in my car and drove home only to come home to a quiet cold house. The house was never even touched that night for there was a message on the answering machine from Lance.

 Anya, it’s me Lance.

 I’m on some business with some colleagues in Richmond presenting seminars and will be out of town for 2 days. I’ll call you in the morning after my first seminar. Love you and I’ll talk to you later.

I knew that the seminar shit was bullshit but who cared, as long as I had time to be with Chas without getting caught I could care less what Lance was doing or who he was screwing. I called Chas’s cell phone only to be greeted by his deep sexy voice. “Hello?” he said in his sleepy tone. “Hey it’s me, Anya, I was just calling you to tell you that my estranged husband was out of town for 2 days with his whore and I would love for you to come over and make me come like you did all night.” I expressed. I was still on fire just from his voice. “Oh is that right?” he asked.

“Yessss!” I moaned.

“Whatcha doing now?” he asked me.

“Thinking of you playing with my body but since you’re not here I’ve got to play with it by myself.” I moaned as my hands journeyed my erotica zones.  “Are you playing with your body right now?” he moaned back. “I want to play” he responded as I heard him moaning back. Before you knew it we were both engaged in some heavy nasty phone sex. We played with each others fantasies until 2 am when I finally grew tired and closed my eyes. All I could dream about was our sex from that night. All I saw was his sexy creamy naked body in my dreams toying with my senses and making me feel good all over. I was in remote lust for Chas Monroe and so was he.

Woken up by the blaring sound of the phone ringing in my ear, I hop up and in an emergent state I answer. “Hello?” I yelled in an annoying response.

“Hello Anya, did I wake you? It’s me. I’m just calling to check up on you and to let you know I’ve got a day of seminars and I’ll that I’ll be back late Sunday night.” He went on and on.

“Whatever lance.” I replied still in my interrupted slumber.

“What you mean whatever, you call yourself having an attitude woman?” he snapped.

“Man, I was sleep before you called. So excuse me for fucking snapping. Now is their anything else I could help you with?”

Lance hung up in my face after I snapped on him, but I could have cared less. I was falling out of love with lance so the more he nick picked the quicker I was ready to leave him in his tracks. I reached over to hang up the phone and with the grace of god I rose out of bed with a smile on my face. I was filled with a radiant feeling that just made me energetic and ready for the day. I planned on taking care of some serious business today that involved liquidating savings accounts, finding a new condo in another city, and cleaning out the house and leaving lance with nothing but a few dust balls and his rage.

I showered, dressed, and was out of the door on my way to the bank to withdrawal 1 million dollars. I stepped inside the bank cheerful with my bank card and drivers license in my hand. “I can take you over here.” The clerk shouted. “What can I help you with today Mrs. Gee?”

“Yes Lindsey, I would like to withdraw 1 million dollars from the savings account please, and I would like that in cash please.” I politely demanded.

“Wow Anya, what a huge withdrawal.” She said. I could tell Lindsey wanted to know what I was planning to do with all the money. “Hubby and I are buying my mom a house.” I told her so I wouldn’t look so obvious. We went on to have some more loose talk while she counted out my money. I placed all my cash in my briefcase and I headed out to Auburn to find a place. I drove around the beautiful quiet city until I found a nice decent size house on a dead end street for rent. Parked right outside the house I called the number off the for rent sign from my cell phone.

“CBBain Reality this is Mandy Streeter speaking, may I help you?” she delivered. “Um yes Mandy Streeter my name is Anya Gee and I’m sitting right outside 2135 Ridge Mont Ave. and I’m inquiring its price, how many bedrooms & bathrooms, square footage, and monthly rent?” I went right on to ask her. “Well Mrs. Gee, that house is 2 years old and is a very popular home. Its 2 bedrooms 1.5 bath, 1700 sq. footage, single-car garage, nice size backyard, its 700 down deposit & the rents’ 850.00 a month.”

From her description it sounded perfect for me and I was ready to bite. “Well Mandy, I’m interested and I’m here with cash. So can we plan to meet today if your schedule permits it?” I asked.

“By all means Mrs. Gee? You say you’re already there?” she asked.

“Yes I am. I’m in a silver Dodge Durango parked in the driveway.”

“Oh okay. Well give me bout 10 minutes; I’m 10 minutes away so I’ll be there.” She amused.

To kill time I scrolled through my cell phone and called Chas. I was so excited to tell him the news of me leaving Lance and having my own for us to rendezvous anytime of the day. The call went straight to voice mail so I left him a message.

“Hey, baby, it’s Anya, I’m just calling you to let you know that I’m moving out to Auburn and I’m getting ready to rent this 2 bedroom 1.5 bath house. I’m leaving Lance baby and now we can finally be together without him in the way. When you get this message, do not hesitate to give me a call back on my cell.”

After leaving the message I see Mandy pull up behind me in her swanky new GL Class Mercedes SUV. I took it by the look of her ride that Real Estate was doing right by her. “Good Afternoon Mrs. Gee its nice to finally meet a lady whose about business, so lets get the tour started and the application in order and see what we can do for you today.” She said with enthusiasm written all over her falsely-tanned face. When Mandy opened the door and we entered the front door I was taken back by the sexy ambiance of the living room, the colors, & textures. The soft warm sultry cinnamon cocoa colored walls in the living room and kitchen set the perfect décor for the type of love getaway Chas and I planned on turning it into. The carpet was the color of Legato Spice throughout the house. I knew that this was the house I wanted and I knew that Chas would love it even more knowing that it’s all mine with nobody else in the picture but him and I.  Mandy continued with the tour showing me the two spacious rooms and the gorgeous newly remodeled bathrooms with elegant Mirabella copper vessel design sinks & African Round Showers with crystal clear glass in bright brass trim.

The backyard was meticulously manicured with an array of exquisite pale pink oriental lilies, warm amber rich scarlet, deep burgundy hues of Calla lilies with a fragrant arrangement of freesia & roses, and finished with glossy purple dracaena foliages to complete the garden. “Oh and the gardener comes out every other week to cut grass and upkeep the garden so you don’t have to worry bout maintaining the look of it. So that’s always a plus.” Mandy added. I was sold on this remote getaway 30 something miles away from my boring bland life with Mr. Lance Gee.

“I want this Mandy, You’ve sold me. Where do I sign, how much do you need, and when can I get my keys.” I rambled. “I see you’re like ready to act on this right now. Well first let me have you fill out this rental application, then I’ll need the $700.00 dollar deposit, application fee of $40.00 dollars, & first and last months rent. So total I’ll need $2,440.00 dollars from you but I’m going to need that in money order form if you can.” She asked.

“Not a problem let me just run to the check cashing place up the street and I’ll be right back with your money order.” I told her while counting out the total amount in her face.

“Oh by the way do I get the keys today?” I asked.

“Yes ma’am I can definitely get you your keys today if you would like them today.” She replied.

I was elated that everything was going my way today with getting my new place to moving on to the next task. I was planning on taking all the furniture from the house Lance and I once shared. I had an evil plan to leave this nigga with nothing to his name but his clothes, a few trinkets, and him on a clueless warpath. I ran my errand receiving my 2,440.00 dollar money order and was back to my new home to give Mandy the check and tie up the rest of the loose ends.

As soon as the check crossed Mandy’s hand and the cold keys pressed against the warmth of my hand, I knew that the deal was signed, sealed, delivered. I was basking in my exultant feeling as my eyes scrolled across the breathtaking home. I quickly made way back to the house with packing boxes preparing myself for the big and final move out of this house and out of Lance’s life forever. I had 2 more days to get everything out of the way so I wouldn’t have to bother with him. I already had my divorce lawyer on speed dial ready to print out papers and I also  had my accountant setting up accounts for me that couldn’t by him in case if the divorce gets sloppy.

I was so ready to leave Lance behind and start a new on my own and continue my poetic affair with my sexy muse Chas. This feeling was so surreal, it felt so right. I really didn’t care to know how lance’s feelings will sit with this sudden decision, but I wasn’t a fool. I knew that he was having an affair with his assistant Renee’ all this time. I called it in the tone of his voice, in his actions around me, our non-existent sex life, & these frequent out- of- town meetings; when really they’re meetings where designed for them to romp around with his whore freely without anyone spotting him and telling me.

I was ready to cut ties and give Lance his freedom to continue sticking it to Renee’ Calloway for as long as his little black heart desired, and I was ready to see just what this little thing we called “love making” was all about while continuing my rendezvous with such a beautiful man whose so in tuned with all my needs. I packed up as much loose shit I could find but my major concern was just getting all the furniture out of the house and relocating it to my new remote spot. I called the movers and scheduled an early morning appointment for them to come out and clear out the furniture.

Chas called me back with a tone of happiness wailing through the phone. “So you’re finally free, free to love me without anything holding you back from me. This is wonderful Anya.” He responded happily. “Yes baby, no more set backs, no more hurt, just a chance to sharpen up on my creativity and to work on my heart with someone like you.” I replied. “Well I’m more than happy to help you move if you need me to?”

“Of course I could use your help. How bout you meet me here at 7 am. The movers will be here to move the big crap while we pack the car up with the boxes. So will I see you in the morning?” I asked.

“Sure thing,” he said. 

I knew that it was on. I had two days to erase all of lances memories of me since he could have cared less about me. I was taking everything from him that we built together. I also decided to leave him a note to put something on his mind that he could marinate on while looking around the empty house.

          Lance-

I’m sure you’re looking around still trying to wrap your mind on what’s really going on & the fact that you’re standing in what used to be our home that is now empty without any memory of us. I know about you and Renee’ and I also know that those so-called business trips where nothing but mere excuses to be with your bitch freely without a care just like how you felt about me; you didn’t care. Well Mr. Lance Gee, let me tell you while I fell knowledgeable to your indiscretions I’ve also been involved in my own indiscretions as well. Those I don’t choose to go into because I’m not a messy person and that’s not really your business to know whose fucking me when your not. You’ve lost those privileges when somebody else has gained your position.

          Well if you still don’t get it, I’m gone. I left you behind without a care in the world. You are no longer apart of mine and I’ve already filed for the divorce so you will be served at your job with the papers. It’s over. I’m finally out of your life. Maybe you and Renee can start your new lives together in this house because god knew it wasn’t a home for me. Don’t worry about me or where I'm at. Don’t try to reach out to me. I’m giving you your wish… You’re free.

                                                You’re soon to be ex-wife,

                                                                       Anya  

I felt so damn good scribbling my real feelings on paper for lance. I felt liberated. I soon drove up the road far away from my past life as an unloved housewife and I never took one look back to dwell. I just kept on driving towards my promising future with Chas. When I pulled up to my new home I was greeting by Chas and a glass of Chardonnay. He grabbed my hand and guided me back to the lustrous garden where he placed a romantic table for two luncheons for us. “Welcome to your new life, your new life with me.” Chas whispered in my ear while nudging his chocolate kiss lips against my neck.

I sat down and captured in all the views of the exquisite bouquets, the delicious 3-course meal, and my sexy Chas standing there basking in my ambience. He sat across from me and slipped me a little note in my hand while passing me an oriental lily. “I want you to read it out loud Anya, and read it with feeling.” He requested.

I opened the note and glanced into my baby’s eyes before reading the words that were on the paper before me.

Anya,

You are truly in deed the match for me. I deciphered that the first time I saw your seductive face and the deep fire in your eyes when you stepped in my classroom. The chemistry between us created through the poetic techniques we shared for each other. Your poetry is erotic, sensual, sexy, addicting, and a visual escape from the day to day world. When you recite your poetry you become free. Everything about you deeply from within is revealed to us through your words.

You allowed me to experience your poetic side not just by your words but by your actions. When you gave yourself to me it flowed deep from within my veins to yours. Our spirits intertwined that night in my class and every night in my mind. I crave your skin, your hair, your heart, your love, your touch, your sweet warm caress, and your lips gliding across mine.

I love you Anya Gee, and I feel like you need a perfect match and that match is me. You are me, and I am you. God made you for me to have in my life until the end of time. Well Anya I want to spend eternity with you if you will have me. Will you give me the chance and the honor to be your husband, to have you, to hold, and to love you for the rest of your life?     Circle yes or no

                                                                   Love forever,

                                                                       Chas

 My heart grew and I was ultimately in love with this man. I believed that god made Chas my own and that lance was nothing but a wall between our destinies. I began to cry as I circled yes, I quickly folded it back up and passed it back to Chas to read. When he opened it and saw the response he looked at me and smiled. “I love you” he said while grabbing me up and holding my body close to his. Our hearts where closer together and they shared the same exact beats. Chas was truly my soul mate.

He held me close to him while we slowed dance to the jazz music playing from the radio. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a jewelry box where he revealed a Tiffany setting with Channel-set Diamond band ring. He slipped the engagement ring on my finger and capped off the romance with a romantic kiss and angelic caress. Just like that I was ready to move on with my real prince charming and let lance be with the one he really wanted. I was in motion to love my poetic muse.

Chas and I eventually became settled in our nice nest egg where we continued to grow more in love with each other as the weeks turned to months and the months eventually turn into 2 years. I finally got my divorced finalized without a fight. Lance was ready to be free he just didn’t know how to tell me, so in a way I kind of did him a favor in going forward with this divorce.

But don’t think I left without shit; please that muthafucka broke me off with 250 millions dollars and the aspen home we shared for the holidays. So please believe your sista came up on the come up. Chas and I had a summer wedding 4 days after my divorce was finalized in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico where we also honeymooned, it was wonderful and our dream of being husband and wife finally became reality.

One year into the marriage and Chas and I are expecting a new arrival, a little girl due in two month  which we are naming Chasmine Janee’ Monroe. I’m happier than I’ve ever been now that I had Chas in my life and I give god all the praise in allowing me to find my true happiness. My love for Chas was in motion, like poetry.

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