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Best Friends, Boyfriends, Backstabbers

“
Miss Spears I think it’s safe to say that you are definitely a desirable candidate. Noting your experience with your high school and college newspapers, and also your charming personality and witty humor in the demo piece you provided us, given your passing of the background check and mandatory drug testing, I would love to bring you on to Caramel magazine as a journalist.”

Jordin took a deep breath and smiled so hard that her cheeks felt like they’d pull a muscle.

“
Oh my god, are you serious?”

“
I am,” the sharp, older black woman reiterated with a smile.

“
Oh, thank you Jesus,” she whispered. “Thank you so much,” she thanked the woman second. The two shook hands and Jordin almost teared up, her dream of writing for the well-known, prominent, African-American women’s magazine now becoming a reality. The minute she reached the outside, she pulled out her cell and dialed the one person she couldn’t wait to share the news with.

“
Hello.”

‘
Slim! Hey baby. Guess what? I got it! I got the job.”

“
Wait, hold on.” There was a long pause, some noise sounding like heavy machinery and then he spoke again. “What? What you say?”

“
I said I got the job. The job at Caramel magazine! Baby, that magazine has some of the best-”

“
Huh? Yo, I gotta call you back,” he said, sounding like he was straining to hear her. “I can’t hear shit!”

“
Hello…hello. Baby you hear me? I got the job!” Click.

Jordin sighed, frustrated, and then she smiled and called her best friend.

“
What’s up mama?” Noelle greeted happily, sounding like she was driving.

“
Guess whatttt Noe?” Jordin was ecstatic as she walked toward her Honda Accord.

“
Whatttt?” Noelle asked, whipping her cherry-red Benz coupe through the New Brunswick streets, nearing her destination.

“
I got the job. Caramel magazine, I got it!”

“
Shut up!” Noelle screamed, so happy for her. “Are you kidding me? Oh my god, that’s fantastic J! We gotta celebrate!”

“
I know…where you heading? Maybe we can grab lunch.”

Noelle closed her eyes and reopened them, feeling like total shit.

“
Um, just have to handle something really quick. This um, damn J…a cop. I’ll call you back. Congrats! Call you right back.” She ended the call before she could say anything more and she pulled up to the huge site, where over 100 construction workers had been called in to work on the New Jersey Turnpike at Exit 9. Noelle banged her hands on her steering wheel in frustration.

“
Shit!”

“
What’s wrong mami?”

Noelle jumped at the sound of his voice but then exhaled, realizing it was only Slim.

“
Oh my god, you scared me papi.”

“
I don’t wanna do that,” he said biting his lip. “Open the door.”

She hit the unlock button, and he walked smoothly around the car and got inside. He adjusted his seat and leaned back, and then rested his hand on her thigh, noticing her tension.

“
You aight, what’s wrong?” She could tell he was genuinely concerned.

Noelle sighed and then looked over at him.

“
That was J, did you speak to her?”

He shrugged, not wanting to talk about Jordin. He hated when she brought her up, it made him feel fucked up.

“
She called me a few minutes ago but I couldn’t hear her. I told her I’d call her back.”

“
And you didn’t.”

He looked at her like she was crazy.

“
Why you care?”

“
She got the job, Slim. The job she’s been wanting, the
magazine
…she wanted me to come celebrate with her.”

Slim was happy for her; he made a note to call her back after Noelle left.

“
Well then go celebrate with her.”

Noelle sucked her teeth sassily.

“
With your dick on my breath? What the fuck, how fucked up do you think I am?”

“
I don’t know, as fucked up as you are… As we both are,” he added honestly.

“
Fuck you Slim!” She spat, knowing he was telling the truth. He loved it. Jordin would never, ever talk to him like that.

“
Fuck
you
,” he shot back with a chuckle, knowing she was becoming heated.

“
You know what? I don’t need this shit, get out!”

“
No,” he responded seriously. “Drive around the back, over there to the left.”

“
No,” she answered like he was crazy. “I said get out.”

He leaned over and grabbed the back of her hair firmly and then turned her to face him, kissing her gently yet deeply on the mouth. The moment their tongues met and intertwined it was like electricity. He knew what she wanted, he knew what she needed.

“
I’m sorry mami,” he said low and raspy as their kiss finally ended. “Now drive around the back. I wanna show you something.”

Noelle swallowed hard and all thoughts of Jordin were vanished.

“
Over there?” She asked softly, pointing to an area where a crane, some trees, and piles of dirt were hanging out.

“
Yeah.” But Slim was too busy rubbing on her thigh and kissing on her shoulder to look up and see what she was talking about. She drove and he was glad to see it was the right spot when she parked.

“
What do you…have…to show…me…oh my….” Slim had already slid her seat back, hiked up her skirt, pushed her panties to the side, and had her pearl hostage in his moist mouth by the time she got the question out. Noelle stretched her arms out and allowed her fingertips to brush against the roof of the car as his tongue sent her to a momentary heaven.
Damn.
The way he moaned like she was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted, the way he alternated between sucking and licking, the way he palmed her ass and dug his nails into her soft skin, it all sent Noelle into bliss.

“
Ohhhh Slimmmm,” she moaned. “Oh my god, oooohhhh…I can’t get enough of you papi. Oh it feels so good, oh yes….”

The excitement of workers being less than fifty feet away and his expertise head game had Noelle on the brink of an orgasm after a few minutes.

“
Ooh papi, I’m cumming. I’m…I’m cumming. Oh shit! Oh my fucking…oh yes! Oh Slim! Ohhhhh Slimmmm!!” He sucked the cum right out of her and her mouth went dry. As he rose up, licking his lips, Noelle sat up and pressed her own lips to his. The heat between them fogged up the windows.

“
I needed that baby,” she whispered in her sexy ass voice.

“
And I need you, come hop on this.”

Slim pulled out his large dick, which was a little longer than Julez’s, but Julez had him on thickness. They both were prized possessions however, and the way Slim worked his on Noelle, it drove her crazy. She climbed over on him and slid slowly down onto his pole, circling her hips to guide him in steady.

“
Aw shit,” Slim bellowed, loving how wet her pussy was. It took a few seconds for them to catch their usual rhythm in the seat, but once they did, it was mutual ecstasy.

“
Damn mami, you got some good pussy. This my pussy?”

“
You know it’s yours,” Noelle moaned, wrapping her arms around his head and riding him well. She pressed her breasts close to his face and he pulled down her blouse, sticking his tongue out and allowing it to graze her nipples. Noelle’s nut began to coat his dick, making it look like whipped cream on chocolate.

“
Oh god, oh shit. Oh your dick is so good, Slim. I love it.”

“
I love this pussy, mami. You better not be giving that nigga my shit!” He warned through clenched teeth.

“
I’m not…I pro-I promise. It’s yours. It’s yours!”

Noelle closed her eyes, and allowed the passion to take her away. She couldn’t give him up, they fed each other, it was larger than life. She wasn’t sure what she was thinking when the words escaped her lips…

“
I love you.”

Gripping her hips and looking into her beautiful face, knowing that he was giving her this feeling, for some reason it was just as easy for Slim to say, “I love you too, Noe.”

Once the words were uttered, it made the sex that much more intense. Noelle began to slide up and down faster and with more effort, clinching her walls tight around him and causing him to open his mouth wide with no sound coming out. Slim dipped his head back and closed his eyes and Noelle allowed a tear to escape her eye.

“
Yes! Oh yes, damn,” she whined and Slim was lost in the sauce, not able to take it anymore.

“
Noelle. Aw, fuck!” He screamed, releasing himself deep into her. Almost as a way to concur if the earlier moment had been a reality, he said it again once the ride had come to an end and their breathing was the only soundtrack to the moment.

“
I love you, mami.”

“
I love you too.”

Yup, it was real.

***

“
Alright, don’t work too hard. Enjoy the rest of your day.”

“
You too, baby.”

“
When did they say this whole thing would be over?” She asked, looking around at the site, and all of the dirt, cement, and machines.

“
I think like another two months, maybe six weeks the earliest,” he responded.

“
Wow, that long? Okay, see you later. Love you.”

“
Love you too.”

As she put her gear in shift and got ready to pull out of the site, Kira glanced up and could have sworn that she recognized the cherry red Benz that was on the opposite side of her. Upon closer investigation, she realized that it was Noelle, Julez’s wife. She remembered the car precisely because she had gotten it detailed, had the rims put on, and all of the bells and whistles that Julez had added extra for his precious baby’s new ride as a surprise.

She watched as a man, who was not Julez, leaned over and kissed Noelle on the lips. Kira’s mouth dropped open in shock. And then she watched as he climbed out and walked toward the site where her own boyfriend had just gone. Noelle had that look on her face, that love struck, so far gone look and Kira recognized it because she often had the same one. However, it was not for her own man, but ironically, for Noelle’s.

It angered her to see how a woman like Noelle could have it all, the perfect guy, and be so selfish and not appreciate it. Kira furrowed her eyebrows and wondered what she was thinking.
A man like Julez and she’s stepping out with a construction worker?
Sure he was a cutie, but so was Julez. And Julez had money. She made a note to hold onto the information for herself and not present it to her boss, but she definitely put it on reserve. She started up her car and pulled out, heading back to her office.
Sheisty bitch.