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Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Off & On (Part 1)

"Whoo that was great!" 

"Yeah I guess." I said pulling to covers over me and turning on my side. 

"You guess?" 

"Yeah." 

"Why?" 

"Well Drake your game has been...off."

"What?!" 

"Just saying." 

"You think you could find someone better?" 

"I don't know. Maybe. It's just it's not exciting anymore."

"What do you mean, Nicki?" 

"I mean, it's... the same. You get hard, kiss me all over, fuck me, and then it's over." 

"What do we need to do? Dress up, role play?"

"I don't want you to fuck me, I want you to make LOVE to me." 

"I thought I was doing that." 

"I hope every time that you'd do better."

"Oh." 

"Sorry Drake, just how I feel." 

"Goodnight." He said turning over. 

"Ugh!" I said turning over as well. 

------------------- Nicki's Dream

"Uh!!!!! Fuck! Yessss!!!" We we going hard and steady. 

"Damn! Nicki." 

"Make love to me baby!!!" 

"Yesssss! Fuck yes!" 

"Mmmmmmmm. Baby! I'm cumming! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!" 

"Cum to daddy baby." 

"Ahhhhhh!" I released my all to him.

"IMMA bust baby!" 

"Bust baby!" 

"Ahhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssss! FUCKKKKKKK!!!!!" 

"Yes Safaree!!!!!" 

"Ahhhh!" 

"I love you." 

"I love you too Safaree."

I sprung up from my sleep. Why was i thinking about my boss? 

------------- Next Day


I woke up to an empty bed like always. Drake likes working out early in the morning. I got out of bed and turned on the shower and stepped in. After about 20 mins, I went to my closet to see what I was going to wear. I chose a pink dress and a matching blazer and gold accessories. 

"You wearing your real hair?" Drake said wrapping his arms around my waist. 

"I don't know." I said smiling. 

"You should." He said turning on the shower. 

"Maybe soon." 

I chose a long blode wig with black roots. 

"Damn, you must really like that goddamn wig!" 

"Um, shut up." 

"I'm just sayin' Nic, you should show off your real hair." 

"And I'm just sayin' maybe soon." I said rubbing on his chest. 

"Haha, okay babe." He said kissing my forehead. 

I checked the time. 

"Shit, I gotta go babe." 

"Okay love. I'll see you later." 

"Okay, I'll call you on my lunch." I said leaving the bedroom. I went downstairs to the garage. 7:45. I gotta be there by 8:30. Looks like I'll be driving Aventador. I started the car and pulled out the garage. I got to work at 8.24. I chose valet. Didn't feel like finding a parking spot. I raced to the elevator to find a strange guy licking his lips and staring at me. I was almost at my floor, but he decided to open his mouth. 

"So shawty---" 

DING!!! 

"Sorry can't talk this is my floor." I said walking out of the elevator. I walked to my desk and sat down in relief. I needed a few seconds to release but someone called my office phone. 

"Ms. Maraj, your 8:45 is here." 

"Send him in." 

This tall light skin dude came in with his charts and briefcase.

"Hello Ms---" 

"Mrs." I corrected. 

"Mrs. Maraj. I have a great idea for the magazine---" 

"Okay first off, dont ever start off an interview like that. You acknowledge the person, state your name, a brief summary about yourself, then tell me your 'great idea' for the magazine. Now start over." 

"Okay. Hello, Mrs. Maraj. My name is Christopher Brown and I am a advertisement specialist. I believe with my techniques and experience that I can help sales and popularity of the magazine." 

"That's great! Now go on." I said sitting back in my chair and folding my arms. 

"Okay..." His voiced trailed on. 

I wasn't really listening to the boy. I think I have a little too much going on right now. Like that dream of me and my boss. Us? Having sex? Wow. He is cute. Fine. Just my type. Then I have to remember I married. To my high school sweetheart. Who isn't to bad himself. But I love when Mr. Samuels calls me Ms. Maraj. I like that. Ms. Maraj, Ms. Maraj. 

"Ms. Maraj?" Chris said looking at me. 

"Oh I'm sorry yes?"

"So what do you think?" 

"Listen, I think you're very good. All I can say is we will give you a call very soon." I said smiling. 

"Are you serious? Thank you!" 

"You're welcome." 

"Thanks again." He said walking out of my office. 

I sighed and put my head on my desk.

"Knock Knock." 

I looked up and there he was Mr. Safaree Samuels. 168 pounds of unmarried, chocolate sexiness. 

"Hi. How are you?" 

"Great. How did the interview go?" 

"It was good." I said fidiling with my ring.

"What's wrong?" 

"Nothing just a little sleepy." 

"Oh. Well, I came in here to tell you that there is a magazine expo next month on the 15th that you need to be at."

I sighed. "Yes sir." 

"If you don't want to go, I can get Cassie to do it." 

"Oh no no! You know she can't handle pressure." I said laughing. He started laughing too. 

"I saw your Lambo. Pink?"

"Yes? Problem?" 

"Nahh, I just think it's cute. Cute like a Barbie." He said eyeing my Barbie necklace. He got up and walked out of my office. 

"See ya later, Onika." 

Damn, Safaree. 



Monday, November 11, 2013

Admiration (Part 2)

Just a little something to wade you over ;) 


Okay Safaree be cool just past her locker. Damn she dropped her books! She's bending over! I'll help her. Damn! He beat me to her. Gosh I hate that guy! What's his name? Oh yeah Drake. He's a fucking idiot! Damn the bell. Gotta get to class. Okay slow down don't get too close to her. She has my class. Damn here we go again. Just sit and don't look at her. She gotta rack though. Fuck I'm getting hard. Another long period of admiration. 

Note!!!

So being the nice person I am, I'm starting two new stories and continuing old ones still. But, there will be a mega post, where I post a whole lot of posts. There should be at least 6-10. They will be long. (Pauz) Give me sometime. They will be posted very soon!!!!

Model Status (Diary Entry 1) - Changes

"Haha!!! FAT ASS!" A boy said trowing a burger wrapper at me. 

"Eww you stank gurrrrlll!!!" 

"OMG! She's jiggling! Hahahahhahaha!!!" 

Yeah I know I'm fat. Hi, my name is Nicki. Well it's actually Onika. I go to Laguardia Performing Arts school. I don't know how long I've been fat. Well my mom left a couple years ago, and it's just me and Robert, my dad. I used to be really "small" but thick. (PAUZ) Robert used to rape me. So you could say I gained weight to keep him off of me. He always said he didn't like heavy set females. No one at school likes me and I have no friends. Except for my friend, Natalie. She wasn't fat like me. She was just a little heavy. 

"Hey Nicki!" Natalie said waving. 

"Hi." I said waving back.

"What you wanna do for our science project?" 

"I don't know." I said thinking. 

"So, are we doing anything this weekend?" 

"Sure, I'm free." 

"Let's go see a movie." 

"Nat, we always see movies." 

"Makeovers?"

"I guess." 

"Cool." 

"Nat, can I tell you something?"

"Of course! I'm your friend." She said smiling. 

"I think I want to loose weight." 

"But what about your Dad?" 

Natalie is the ONLY person on the face of this earth that knows about Robert raping me. She walked in on him raping me one time. I never asked how she felt about it. 

"I don't care. I'm tired of being picked on." 

"Um okay. I guess we'll start tomorrow after school." 

"Okay thanks Natalie." I said hugging her. 

"You're welcome." 

Off & On (Part 1) - Teaser

"Whoo that was great!" 

"Yeah I guess." I said pulling to covers over me and turning on my side. 

"You guess?" 

"Yeah." 

"Why?" 

"Well Drake your game has been...off."

"What?!" 

"Just saying." 

"You think you could find someone better?" 

"I don't know. Maybe. It's just it's not exciting anymore."

"What do you mean, Nicki?" 

"I mean, it's... the same. You get hard, kiss me all over, fuck me, and then it's over." 

"What do we need to do? Dress up, role play?"

"I don't want you to fuck me, I want you to make LOVE to me." 

"I thought I was doing that." 

"I hope every time that you'd do better."

"Oh." 

"Sorry Drake, just how I feel." 

"Goodnight." He said turning over. 

"Ugh!" I said turning over as well. 

"Uh!!!!! Fuck! Yessss!!!" We we going hard and steady. 

"Damn! Nicki." 

"Make love to me baby!!!" 

"Yesssss! Fuck yes!" 

"Mmmmmmmm. Baby! I'm cumming! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!" 

"Cum to daddy baby." 

"Ahhhhhh!" I released my all to him.

"IMMA bust baby!" 

"Bust baby!" 

"Ahhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssss! FUCKKKKKKK!!!!!" 

"Yes Safaree!!!!!" 

"Ahhhh!" 

"I love you." 

"I love you too Safaree."

I sprung up from my sleep. Why was i thinking about my boss? 

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Doctors Wife (Part 5)

We sat staring at each other for about 15 seconds, until he pulled me out of the closet. I was fighting him as he dragged me to the bed. I was kicking as he dragged me by my wrist. He was dragging me out of the room and down the stairs. 

"No! No!" I screamed as he kept dragging me.

"No one will save you idiot!" 

The word idiot burned. I never thought he'd stoop so low. I kicked him in his side and got loose. I sprung up and ran to Safaree's room to find something to fight him with. I looked under his bed and found his gun. Drake came upstairs and stopped right in his tracks. 

"Don't. Come near me." I said pointing the gun at him.

"Nicki, don't shoot I just wanna talk."

"YOU WANNA FUCKING TALK?!!! YOU BROKE INTO SAFA-- MY HOUSE AND TRIED TO DRAG ME OUT!!" 

Drake stayed quiet. As I figured what I was gonna say next. I saw a figure appear behind Drake. 

"Nicki don't shoot." The figure said. It was Safaree. Safaree grabbed Drake and dragged him out the house. Safaree called the police and they arrested Drake. Safaree came up stairs and I was still holding the gun, but I was sitting down. He came near me and tried to take the gun from me. I jerked away from him.

"Don't touch me." 

"Listen, Nicki, I know you're scared. But I won't hurt you. Just give me the gun." I reached for the gun again and she looked at me and gave me the gun. 

"I love you." I said trying to hug her. She moved and went downstairs.

I sat on the bed and put the gun back in its box. After a couple minutes of thinking, I went downstairs looking for Nicki. If found her watching Judge Judy recordings and eating cranberries and almonds. 

"Hey." She said motioning me to sit next to her. 

"You alright?" I said sitting next to her. 

"Yeah, just need to relax." 

"Okay. I'll be upstairs if you need me." I said kissing her forehead. 

"K. Love you."

"Love you too."

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Doctors Wife (Part 4)

I woke up next to Safaree in this little twin size bed. I turned my head and looked at the clock. 7:30. I turned my head and looked at Safaree. He was cute when he slept. I looked up at the T.V. playing a re-run of Moesha. Moesha on VH1? That sorta confused me. I giggled a little making Safaree stir. I tried to get up quietly to use the bathroom, but he turned around and grabbed my waist. 

"Hey." He said.

"Hey." I said kinda confused.

"You wanna go to dinner?" 

"Sure." 

"Get dressed up." 

"How much time do I have?" 

"What time is it?"

"7:32." 

"You have 2 hours."

"K." 

Safaree got up and left the room and closed the door behind him.

I sprung from the bed and unzipped my suitcase. I scanned around for a dress. 
No. No. No. I thought throwing dress on the bed. Oohhh!!! I thought pulling out a black dress. I grabbed my red bottoms and threw it on. I did my hair in a up-do. I threw on minimal makeup just some natural eyeshadow, pink lips, and some lashes. Nothing major. I sprayed on Pink Friday and walked downstairs. Safaree was sitting on the couch. 

"Hi." I said waving.

"Wow!! You look amazing." He said with is eyes bugging out. 

"Thank you." I said blushing of course. 

"You ready?" He asked staring in my eyes. 

"Yes." I said softly staring back in his eyes. 

We walked to his BMW and set off. We had been riding in his car for 20 minutes. 

"Um, Safaree?"

"Yes?"

"Where are we going? We've been driving for a while."

"You'll see babe." The sound of babe warmed my heart. I smiled. In about 15 minutes we arrived at a place called Rafains. 

"Ohh. I've heard of this place."

"Get ready to enjoy yourself."

We sat and ate. We were engaging in conversation until I looked across the room and caught Drake's eye. He was staring right at me. We glared at each other. It seemed like forever. He shook his head and took a sip of whatever he was drinking. He turned his attention back to the girl he was on a date with. I guess I was staring to long cause Safaree asked me something. 

"Nicki? What--what are you staring at?" He said looking at me and looking in the direction I was looking. 

"Sorry, just day dreaming." Safaree nodded and kept talking where he left off. 

"Safaree I have to go to the ladies room." I said cutting him off. 

"Okay." He said kind of confused. I walked into the restroom exhaling. Then I saw the girl Drake was on a date with. I went to the sink and washed my hands. She was at the sink right next to me reapplying her make up. 

"You're Nicki right?" She asked me putting on mascara. 

"Yes." I said looking down at my hands.

"You can have him back. If you want." She said shrugging. She never made eye contact.

"I don't want him back." I spat glaring at her. She knew exactly what she was doing.

"Slow down. Just trying to help." 

"Well try helping by staying out of others people's business." I stormed out of the restroom. I sat back down with Safaree.

"You alright?" He asked. 

"Yes, just ready to go." I smiled. 

"Okay." He placed a 100 dollar bill on the table and started waking Drake's direction to leave. I didn't want Safaree to go nuts, so I directed him the other way.

We made it home and I walked up stairs. 

"You don't wanna chill with me?" 

"I'll be back down, just got to get comfortable."

I walked to "my" room and Dexter rushed to me. I stripped my clothes and realized I left the door open. Then I heard Safaree coming up stair. I quickly shut it with out him seeing me. Good Nicki. I jumped in the shower then put a oversized pullover sweater and pj pants. I put my hair in a messy bun and went back downstairs. I didn't see Safaree, so I went back upstairs to find him. I approached his room. His door was half way closed. I peeked in to see him in just boxers. He looked perfect. 6 pack, big pecs, strong arm muscles, v line, and shall I say what was underneath those boxers? He started putting on his pj pants. I knocked like I had just come upstairs. 

"Safaree?" I said knocking again.

"Oh. Come in." He said putting on a shirt.

"Can we watch a movie?" I asked looking around his room.

"Yeah what you wanna watch?"

"White Chicks." 

"Okay." He searched for it on Netflix and found it. After 20 minutes of watching I fell asleep next Safaree. I woke up 30 minutes later and he was gone. He left a note: 

Emergency at the hospital. I'll be back soon. I love you so much, Nicki. 

                                       - Safaree

I smiled at the note. I was daydreaming about him when I heard glass shattering downstairs. I grabbed my phone and tried calling Safaree. Voicemail. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I ran and hid in the closet. 

"I know yo ass is in here!" It was Drake. I didn't hear him walking anymore so I peeked out the closet. Our eyes looked together. 

"Found you." He said smiling devilishly. It felt like my heart stopped.