Lani ignored Junya's talking out loud, but she placed two plates on the table. She carried the large pot of pasta and served two plates. She took the same addle for the pasta and poured the hot turkey meat sauce on top. She placed the saucer back on the stove and reached into the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of wine out. As she leaned, the t-shirt rode up the top of her ass; her round ass showed.
Junya felt she was doing it on purpose, because she was
right in the line of vision to where Junya was standing.
"Look, dalin, let me call you back later. Are you still in NYC?"
"What the...the fuck do you mean am I still in NYC, where the fuck else
do you think where I would be?" Khevasiah screamed into the phone.
"How am I supposed to know? I have your truck. Let me know where
you are, and I will..."
"Hold on." Khevasiah interrupted. Khevasiah clicked over to the other
line, and Junya was placed on hold. Junya walked towards the kitchen table
where Lani was sitting, she had not started eating her dinner. Yet, she was
waiting for Junya. Junya kept the phone by his ear, and sat in the chair directly
across Lani with the damp towel still wrapped around his waist.
"Junya, can I call you back at this number?"
"Uh, hold on, let me ask." Junya pressed the mute button again on the
phone and looked up at Lani. Lani had a humble, yet relieved expression
painted on her face.
Lani nodded her head without even hearing what Junya
had said: Khevasiah spoke so loud, Lani overheard what she was saying to
Junya.
"Yea, call me back."
Khevasiah hung up the phone without saying bye.
"So, is that Mrs. Lucky Bitch?" Lani said as she poked at her food with
her fork.
"Excuse me?"
Junya said to Lani.
"You heard me mother fucker! Lani said with a smirk! You must hear
that word a lot from her. That is all I heard from her mouth, Yuck!" Lani
swirled up some more of her food.
"How do you like it?"
Lani asked Junya.
"Is this beef, because I don..."
"Its turkey sweetie. Lani said interrupting him. I don't eat pork, nor
beef."
"My kind of lady!" Junya commented towards Lani.
"Hmm...so, what did she say?" Lani questioned Junya.
"She said...She wanted to know where I was at with her precious truck,
she didn.t even ask if I was okay or nothing!" Junya said as he played with the
fork in his dinner.
"She knows you can handle yourself." Lani said as she scooped up some
of her dinner and reached across the table to feed some to Junya.
"Mmm... Junya reacted to Lani.s feeding him. C.mere nuh ooman!"
Junya signaled Lani to come over to him. She got up from her seat and
strutted over to Junya and sat on his lap with her legs crossed. Junya fed her a
long pasta noodle, and Lani slurped it all the way up, splashing sauce on her t-
shirt.
Lani stood up and put her leg over Junya; sitting on his lap while facing
him. Junya put his fork down and started kissing her. Lani lifted up the t-shirt
from under her ass and loosened the towel from Junya.s waist. Lani placed her
nude underneath on top of Junya.s naked body. Junya reached down and
grabbed his dick, but Lani grabbed it with him, and guided it towards the
entrance of her soaking wet pussy. Before Junya could even put it in, the
telephone rang.