**Author's Note - Warning - This book features racial content. The main character, Amber Martin, appears in some of my other books to include: First Class Love, Fire Starter, and Slice of Life**
{Amber}
"Oh, so this what we do, huh?" I asked as I walked into my fiancee's office. There he was face-planted in his secretary, Bridgette's pussy. Inhaling it in like she was the oxygen he needed to breathe.
Derrick and I haven't been able to spend quality time with each other recently since he was promoted. He's canceled several dates claiming that he was working late at the office. Me being the dutiful fiancee that I am, came to surprise him with his favorite meal from his favorite restaurant, Giovanni's.
They both jumped at my sudden intrusion with the same surprised look on their faces. "Oh, no. Don't stop on my account. I know a good time when I fucking see one," I mocked. "Derrick, you better make your way to my house tomorrow to pick up all your shit or it will be on the street for the garbage man. We're done."
I left with $60.00 worth of authentic Italian food and planned on going home and devouring most, if not all of it, and chasing it all down with a bottle of cabernet sauvignon.
As I sat on my back porch swinging on my porch swing, I desperately tried to find two fucks to give about Derrick and I couldn't. Yeah, I was drinking, and I might have cried a little, but not over him. I cried for myself and the three years I lost to him. I'll never get those years back. Do you know how much dick I passed up on in order to be faithful to him?! And now look at me, drinking my sorrows away and crying all over 'Missed Opportunity Dick'.
The sex wasn't even that great. It was barely passable if I was being honest. And what the hell happened to, "I don't like eating pussy." From the looks of it though it looked like that fool LOVES eating pussy. Shit, I would have to practically beg him to do it. And I know it's not me. I get Brazilian waxes regularly, and I taste myself when I masturbate to make sure I'm on the up and up...and I am!
Maybe Derrick never wanted to see me happy in bed. He was a pretty selfish lover now that I think about it. It was almost always about him and as long as he got off, that was all that mattered.
I sat the food containers down on the porch with a heavy sigh and swung back and forth gently watching the sky fade to black. A shiver ran through my body as a strong wind blew past me scattering fallen leaves with it. It was only early October but it was starting to get chilly at night. I sat outside a few minutes longer wrapped in a blanket marveling at the bountiful nature surrounding me. The main reason I purchased this house was because the backyard opened up to the woods and there weren't any neighbors behind me.
I enjoyed watching the unsuspecting rabbits and deer prancing through the backyard, picking at the deer feed I set up. Don't worry, you're safe with me. I enjoy hunting much larger game...trust me. The fireflies were out alerting me it was time to go inside. I finished the rest of the wine and gathered my trash and headed back into my humble abode.
