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1 pm.

The constant ringing of the inside land-line only intensified the aggravation of Noelle not being able to find her keys.

“
Damn Noelle!” She scolded herself in third person as she dug through her huge and junk-filled purse. “You should really listen the next time your man tells you to always have your keys ready, bitch.”

Noelle could hear the ringing come to an end. She sucked her teeth and then let out an annoyed sigh.

“
Fuck!”

She knew it was Julez calling and her cell phone, which was also held hostage in her Barney bag, was dead, finished, and deceased. She knew he was going to start getting worried; that’s how he was.

Hairspray, lip-gloss, letter to McKenzie’s school – gotta mail that by the way, book, mace, ah, here they are!

Noelle pulled out the large wad of keys decorated by several key-chains from every single vacation that Julez had taken her on; from Paris, to the Bahamas, to Brazil, to even his family reunion in Tennessee. She then proceeded to open the door to her three-bedroom, quaint suburban home that she and Julez shared on the outskirts of Piscataway, NJ.

Just as she got the door opened, reaching down and bringing in her two shopping bags filled with shoes, the ringing began yet again.

She strutted over to the stainless steel cordless that hung on the wall and picked it up just as seductive as her personality, showing no signs of her fret only seconds prior.

“
Hello,” she sang sexily, knowing just who it was.

“
Yo, where you been Noelle? Why you aint picking up?”

She ran her hand through her short, ear-length, sandy brown hair and puckered her pouty pink lips. She was ready to put Julez at rest; it
was
his birthday after all.

“
Oh papi, my phone died. I was in Bloomies and the shit just cut off on me.”

She could hear the noise around him diminish to silence and then she heard a door close, which meant he had stepped into his office.

“
Ma, I just bought you a new car charger. Now you tell me what’s the point of that if you aint gonna use it?”

Noelle knew she was a gadget whore. She wanted any and every new thing just to say that she had it. She had even told Julez to buy her the new Ipad and he agreed, as long as she could come up with one reason why she needed it. She still hadn’t.

“
You called here to yell at me or you called here to tell me where you wanna go tonight. Let me know now so I can make reservations.”

“
Yeah, about that ma.” She could hear the regret and drain in his voice. Her man was overworked, definitely. “I don’t even wanna go out… you know what I really want?”

“
What?” Noelle asked, only slightly masking her disappointment. She loved to go out and she hated sitting around in that house all day. Plus her best friend, Jordin, had agreed to babysit McKenzie that night, and she was looking forward to it. But she had to give Julez what he wanted. It was his birthday, not hers.

“
I want you, Noe. I want you... dressed in some pretty lingerie that you always charging on my credit cards but that I never get to see, ‘cause you stay coming to bed in t-shirts and shit, or butt ass naked.” Noelle laughed hard, squinting her chinky eyes and showing all 32 of her professionally whitened teeth.

“
Shut up, Julez!”

“
No I’m serious. But I want you. And I want some dinner, some good ass Spanish food that taste like ya mom’s cooking. And I want a clean house. That’s all. Dinner, nice house, time with my sexy wife….and some pussy. That’s what I need Noe.”

“
Julez, knock it off,” she whined with a slight giggle, but she knew he was not joking. She hadn’t been laying it down like she used to. The house was cluttered with mess, she hadn’t cooked in over a month, and she couldn’t remember the last time they’d had sex. It could have been weeks, could have been the last time she cooked, so it could have been longer.

“
I’m serious, ma. So make sure you looking good for your man. And can you grant my wishes, please? Treat me like a king, just for one day Noe? I always treat you like a queen.”

Noelle knew it was true. And she knew she should always treat Julez like a king. He worked day and night for her and McKenzie, and he even paid all of the bills so that Noelle could go back to school for her Bachelors in Psychology. She owed him this.

“
Yeah I could do that. I’ll cook, I’ll clean. And I can look good for you, papi.” She knew he loved when she called him that. Noelle was a mixed breed of Puerto Rican and Black, even though she had some crazy Asian looking eyes, so much that people often called her a “China Doll”. But when she tapped into her Hispanic culture with the native tongue, speaking sexy words, and the native cooking reminiscent of her mother’s, it made Julez weak.

“
Alright, that’s what I’m talking ‘bout!”

She could hear the excitement in his voice and she figured it was more about getting some pussy.

“
I’ll see you when I get home,” he told her eagerly. “Love you.”

“
Yo te amo tambien,” she replied, returning the greeting in Spanish.

Noelle disconnected the call and then studied her perfect 5-foot 6-inch frame in the gold-plated, living-room mirrors. Her olive skin tone, her silky hair, and her feisty personality were all clear marks of her Puerto Rican heritage. But her lips, those hips, and that ass may have come more from her Black father, especially since she’d seen the women on his side of the family. Noelle spent a lot of time on her body, five days a week in the gym, because she knew if she didn’t she could get really thick. She could probably get as thick as her best friend Jordin, and that was a trait from either side of the family.

“
Oh my god, I gotta clean
this
?” She was exasperated as she looked around at her junky living room, and then over to her even more cluttered dining room, and lastly at the island that led to her wreck of a kitchen.

How did I let it get this out of control?

Noelle took a deep breath, walked to the linen closet, and stared at it, knowing it held all of her new accomplices – the broom, mop, Pine-sol, and Windex.

“
Fuck it, happy birthday Julez!” And then she opened it, prepared to start her duties.

***

4 pm.

Noelle had only put a dent into her cleaning when she heard keys jingling in the front door. Any normal woman would have been done by now, but Noelle had taken a snack break, a music break, and a “Tyra Show break”, and was still wrestling with the living room by the time the front door opened.

“
Aw shit, check you out!”

She smiled, getting butterflies as he walked through the door. All of this time and he still did that to her.

“
Hey papi!”

She hopped up and ran over to him, jumping onto his tall frame and wrapping her legs around his waist. She almost sent him falling over.

“
Mmmm, hey mami,” he crooned, nestling his cocoa-complexioned face in between her neck and her shoulder. The hairs from his goatee tickled her and excited her at once. Noelle’s eyes rolled back as she could feel his kiss on her neck replaced by his tongue. Her panties were on instant soak, she was gushing from his touch.

“
Ooh, wait,” she moaned lightly. “I gotta finish.” She was whining now, because she knew she was being held captive. Her cleaning duties would once again be put on hold.

He carried her over to the nearest wall, ignoring her pleas and pushing her back against it, roughly palming her ass and then pressing his lips against hers in a passionate kiss.

“
Mmmmmm,” Noelle moaned, having gone too long without it.

He smelled like the outside, and as she moved from his mouth to his own neck, she could taste the sweat on him from a hard day’s work. It turned her on intensely.

“
Damn. I need you right now Noelle, I can’t wait. I been thinking ‘bout this all day.”

Noelle’s breath quickened at the excitement. The excitement of being wanted, the excitement of being needed. She craved for him the same.

In a quick motion she lifted her t-shirt over her head. She still hadn’t started dinner or changed into anything sexy, but fuck it. Her B-cup perky breasts were immediately exposed being that she was braless and he wasted no time wrapping his sexy lips around her left nipple.

“
Ssssssss, aaaahhhhh,” she creamed, running her hands over his low cut hair. He continued to suck on her breasts for several minutes, sending her into a frenzy. She needed him. Noelle pushed him up lightly and he knew what time it was.

He began to disrobe, revealing his tall and lean figure completely covered by jail tattoos. She looked him in the eyes sultrily and dropped to her knees, taking his long, chocolate tool into her warm mouth and working it like a pro.

“
Aw shit, oh mami…shit!”

She had him feeding it to her with his hips, his hands pressed against the wall as he leaned into her mouth. The head game she was blessing him with was enough to make him go crazy. He could immediately feel his dick start to twitch from the excitement.

After several more minutes, he pulled away from her against his will, turned, and began to walk up the stairs, picking up his clothes along the way and not looking back. It was a complete turn on for Noelle because she knew, that he knew, that she would follow. And she did.

Up the stairs seemed to take forever but once they reached the bedroom, it was on. Intense kissing, touching, grabbing, licking, and both of them completely devouring each other’s bodies until it was time for the main attraction.

He laid her down on the bed, taking a hold of her legs, and entered her slowly as they held deep eye contact. His overly large dick filled up her insides. Noelle had always heard that skinny niggas could fuck, and although he wasn’t frail, he definitely was on the slim side…and he definitely could fuck.

“
Ohhhh….yesssss!” She screamed as her cum coated his dick instantly, and she brought her hands around him, digging her nails into his back, and dragging them out to long scratches.

“
Ahhh, shittttt!” He screamed from the pain and the pleasure. “Why you do that, huh?” He gripped her neck and slapped her face lightly, and then he wrapped his hand around her throat as he long-dicked her. He knew she loved it.

“
Why the fuck you do that?” He demanded to a rhythm but he knew she was too induced in ecstasy to answer. They both were on a high.

The sex session lasted for twenty minutes at the most, but felt like an eternity. And as they both fell into a peaceful sleep, Noelle knew she had done her baby right, even though she still hadn’t gotten to the duties requested of her.
Mmm, that was good
.

***

6 pm.

“
Yo!”

“
Yo, Noelle!”

Noelle’s eyes popped open and an instant feeling of sickness came over her. She looked over at the clock and couldn’t believe two hours had passed already.

“
Noelle!” She heard her name called again.

She sent her leg out sharply into a kick that connected with his calf.

“
What the fuck,” he mumbled picking up his head off the pillow, but she just elbowed him and told him to ‘sshh’.

She then stood up in her nakedness and pointed downstairs with wide eyes and he sat up, catching on.

“
Noelle!”

Thinking quick on her feet, she trotted across the hall to the bathroom and crept inside quietly, turning on the shower and jumping in with the quickness. Within minutes, as Noelle lathered up her brick-house frame, she could hear footsteps creeping up the stairs. She ran her loofah between her thighs and was scrubbing away just as Julez pulled back the shower curtain and poked his head inside. She hadn’t even heard him come into the bathroom.

“
What’s up papi?” She asked, not understanding why he was standing there looking at her like that. “You making me cold, close the curtain,” she whined with a sexy smile.