Painting a Picture of Dominance By :Blmorticia “I’m missing you honey. I can’t wait to get back and make love to you.” “I know, baby, but it’s only been one night.” “Yeah, one lonely night,” he said. Distracted, I looked at our wedding photo on my desk. Here I was, at home because I had a deadline to meet while he was enjoying a trip to England to visit family. As I listened to my loving husband and slave on the other end, I chuckled, “You’ll be back in our bed before you know it, besides I have so much writing to do. When you’re here I can’t get anything done.” “You do when I’m knocked out after sex…” “That’s very true hon, listen I really have to go. I’m in the middle of this story. I’ll call you after ten, ok?” “Okay, sweetheart, I love you.” “I love you too, babe. Bye.” I returned the phone to the cradle. “Bye my love.” After William smooched me through the phone, he hung up. Still sitting there, I stared at the words on the screen. “Damn it, Will, you’ve done it again.” Since I saw no point to making myself suffer from boredom, I decided to get up and talk a walk. Once I left out my front door, my eyes squinted. ‘I thought it was supposed to be cloudy and cool today.’ Instead, I broke out in a sweat with no breeze to cool me off. When I went down the steps, I noticed a flyer was under the wiper of my car. ART FAIR AT 11AM ON STATE STREET Intrigued, I grabbed and shoved it in my pocket. “I deserve a break, besides I need an excuse to buy a new painting.” When I got downtown, traffic was a mess due to the crowds of people walking towards State Street. I thought the parking lot was full but just as I was about to turn around, the attendant approached my car. After I handed him my keys, I proceeded to the fair. When I arrived, people gathered around a beautiful painting of a black woman with child. “Beauty at its Finest” was on the tag attached to the mat. Still looking at the picture, I was startled by a voice. I turned around to the sound of a man with an African accent. “It is a beautiful painting is it not? For you my queen, I will sell for only one hundred fifty dollars.” “Are you the artist,” I said, as I smiled and shook my head The man hesitated, gulped hard, and just as he was about to speak… “I’m the artist my lady.” I heard a smooth voice behind me. I shivered as a warm hand softly touched my shoulder. Slowly, I turned around and peered into the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen. Mesmerized, I could not stop looking at this gorgeous specimen before me. Dazed, I could hear the other man walk away. As I undressed him with my eyes, I struggled for words while extending my hand. “You’re very talented,” I said as my cheeks flushed. “Thank you. My name is Matt Delaney.” Lightly, he shook it. Seemingly, as he touched my fingers, he searched for my wedding ring. When he found it, he sighed and let go. “Why is it all the lovely women are married? What’s your name, gorgeous?” Flirting, I batted my eyes holding on to his hand a little longer. At that moment, I felt the warmth between my thighs. “LaDonna, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Confidently, I decided to make a comment he would not expect. “You have very pretty eyes, Matt.” Returning the gesture, he chuckled. “Thanks. I appreciate that coming from someone as beautiful as you are. I was on my way to get a coffee, can I get you some?” “Thanks, I don’t drink coffee, but if you don’t mind I’d love some cranberry juice.” Due to the heat from Matt and the temperature, the sweat formed on my back and cleavage. “Juice it is, pretty lady. Have a seat till I get back.” He pulled up a chair for me to sit in. When I sat down, he left his hands on the back of the chair to touch my back. That moment I felt my nipples harden. “I’ll be back in a few.” Just as I was settling in, the African man made his way back over here. As he knelt down in front of me, I leaned back. “Matt will paint your portrait,” he said with a smile. “Umm no, he just went to grab some coffee.” “You would be gorgeous on canvas. Matt is a terrific artist. He Rus Escort izmir loves to paint Nubian queens and he seems to capture them better than anyone I know.” The man patted my knee and nodded. “Well thanks for that information, I’ll think about it,” I responded while moving the curls from my face. Just as he opened his mouth to speak again, Matt returned with the refreshments. “Damn, Sengi, must you always try to steal the women from me,” he said jokingly. While getting up, he responded snidely, “I only talk to queens, Matt. This one deserves an African king, not a white peasant.” Matt’s hand brushed mine as he gave me the cold bottle of cranberry juice. I nodded and peered into those lovely blues again. Annoyed, he snapped, “Please don’t start with that black and white bullshit, Sengi,” Matt said. “I have this beautiful woman sitting here and I’m going to talk to her whether you like it or not. Besides, Queen Ladonna is married.” I did not like the smile that appeared on Sengi’s face as he looked at me. “I’m married to a white peasant,” I said with a smirk. When I took a sip of my juice, I glared at him. Angry, Sengi frowned walking away. Amused, Matt chuckled, pulled a chair directly in front of me, and sat down. When he put his cup on the table, he angled closer to meet my gaze. The humidity rose as he took off his long sleeve shirt, revealing a lean, hard body under a black wife beater. Covered with tattoos were his arms from his shoulders to his wrists. Knowing that he had my undivided attention, he shook his hair out the ponytail letting it fall over his muscles. Aroused, I sipped again putting my bottle down. I touched my wedding ring to remind me of my wedding vows. I promised Will I would not get into any “adventures” while he was away. “So, Ladonna, what brought you to the art fair today?” he said after taking another drink of his java. Still fixated on him, I said, “I saw a flyer on my car and decided to come down to look at some works of art. Obviously, I found what I was searching for.” I winked, grabbing my juice again. As he nodded in approval, he took another sip. “I’m glad you did, only I wish I was the white peasant. Your husband is a very lucky man.” Again, we exchanged smiles and laughter. “And since you’re sitting in my chair, I must paint your picture,” he said while using his fingers to “frame” me. “God, LaDonna, I’m not sure I can paint a picture as pretty as you are.” Accepting his comment, I crossed my legs while tousling my hair. I really do not have time to allow Matt to paint my portrait but I am so attracted to him I do not want to leave. Even though the novel awaits my return, my curiosity is getting the best of me. Mesmerized, all I could do was nod my head yes as I adjusted myself in the chair. “I need to study your features so it turns out perfect,” he said while undressing me with his eyes and licking his lips. Reasoning with myself, I thought the picture would make a nice gift for Will. Furthermore, it would give me an excuse to stay here and let him stare at me. Matt walked to his paint cart, bringing it closer to the chair. People assembled around us to watch. During an erotic moment, I love an audience and for right now this might be the most erotic moment I will have with Matt. Caught up in it, I unbuttoned two buttons on my blouse. As I sat up a little more, I crossed my legs. I knew the skirt I wore would reveal the curves in my thighs. To tempt him more I loosened the bun in my hair. “Oh baby,” he said as he began to sketch I smiled while letting my eyes roam from his face to the front of his jeans. At that time, I noticed his dick straining against the fabric. Interested, I licked my lips while my gaze met his. Seemingly, he knew I saw his stiff one and I blushed at the exchange. As Matt began his work, I heard whispers and gasps from the crowd. Sitting there, I pictured him in bed, naked, lying down on his stomach. My eyes wandered as I glanced at his lovely backside. Drops of sweat collected on his izmir otele gelen escort back as I lightly outlined his thighs with my fingertips. When I climbed on top of him, I kissed his biceps running my fingers through his hair. Stimulated, he turned a little and I slid off. When his lips invited me to kiss them, I obliged. With one hand, he untied my negligee and the other toyed with my nipples. I rose up a little so he could take one into his mouth. The folds of my pussy were moist; I did not want to wait any longer. “Oh Matt…Yes…” I moaned. “Ladonna, Ladonna, can you unbutton one more?” Bringing me out of my haze was his voice. “Sure Matt.” My dream had been so real I still felt his mouth on my chest. I sighed wishing I could kiss him now just to fulfill one tiny piece of my desire. When Sengi came back, I calmed down a little. As he stood behind Matthew, he nodded his head in approval. “I knew she couldn’t resist you Matt. You are indeed a fine artist,” he said. “Does this mean I’m no longer a peasant?” Matt asked as he continued drawing. “You are still a peasant. I’m glad she’s married so you cannot run your tricks on her,” he growled. “I don’t know, Sengi; I got her in my chair. Once that happens they usually want to sleep with me,” he said confidently. “But she’s married,” he snapped. “So! If she were really into her marriage, she would not be trying to tempt me right now. I mean look at her. She unbuttoned her blouse, crossed her legs just so I can see those lovely chocolate thighs, that I’d like to get in between…I can’t lose,” Matt retorted. “I’m almost finished, baby,” I heard him say. Hearing their back and forth, I started feeling a tad guilty about leading Matt on. Not to mention, I was disappointed because it meant I would have to leave him. However, I really needed to get back home so I could meet that deadline. Suddenly, I heard oohs and aahs then applause. ”I’m done babe, why don’t you come look at it?” He smiled and held his arm out. Nervousness set in as I slowly rose from my chair to look at the picture. Amazed at the detail I saw he got the mole that sits on my chin as well as the one that is set low in between my breasts. “It looks exactly like me,” sounding breathless. People approached Matt asking how he would want for it. “This sketch is not for sale, however, I have others. Sengi will be happy to show you around.” Right then, he put his hands around my waist while kissing my forehead. As I looked into his eyes, I rewarded him by pecking him softly on the lips. Without hesitation, he pulled me closer, engulfing my mouth, forcing his tongue inside. Immediately, the moisture amassed between my thighs as I cupped his butt with my palms. I know I promised Will I wouldn’t get into anything while he was gone, but I couldn’t help myself; I had to satisfy my need for Matt. “You have to come with me, are you done here?” I looked intently into his eyes, hoping he knew what I meant. “I am now,” he whispered. “Ok, I’ll go get my car. Did you drive down here or shall I pick you up?” “No a friend gave me a ride. Sengi will take care of everything while I’m gone. Do you want to meet me at the corner over there? “Ten minutes?” I pulled my keys from my purse. “Okay.” Since it was hard to tear away from him, I kissed his lips again. In a rush, I walked back to the parking lot where the attendant waited for me. Soon as I got in my car, I pulled away. When I turned the corner, I parked anticipating Matt to finish his conversation with Sengi. Remorseful, I picked up my cell phone and dialed Will’s number. At that moment my hands felt balmy, I took a deep breath. “Shit…” I exhaled softly. “Hello sweetheart, I knew it wouldn’t be long before you missed me. How’s the story going?” Listening to his voice, my mouth opened without saying a word. I could not find a way to tell him how irresponsible I really am. As knots formed in my stomach, I heard Matt knocking on my window. “LaDonna, hello, are you there?” Regretfully, I put the Buca escort bayan phone down pushing the button for Matt to get in. Once he sat in the passenger seat, “I tell ya’ that Sengi cannot let anything go. He is so arrogant it amazes me.” When I looked at Matt, I also glanced at my wedding ring. Will probably wondered why I did not speak to him. “I can’t do this, Matt. My husband is away visiting family. I want you so bad but I cannot do it like this. We have an open marriage but, we only do it when were together.” As his eyes widened, he rubbed his goatee. “You and your husband swing?” he asked. Taking a deep breath again, “Yes we do. Most of the time he sleeps with someone else and I watch. It’s a beautiful relationship we have but I can’t do this while he’s thousands of miles away.” Emotion set in as I sat back covering my face with my hands. Suddenly, I felt his peel mine away as he leaned over to kiss my lips. While he stroked my hair, he placed the other between my legs. “Drive baby, let’s get away from these crowds.” The minute he spoke those words I felt all I could do was obey. Quickly, I switched the car to drive and pulled off. In the meantime, Matt fingered me right through my panties while licking my earlobes. My phone was blowing up but I did not answer knowing Will was on the other end. Gritting my teeth, I continued to maneuver the vehicle while Matt continued to pleasure me. “Shi…” Once we stopped at a light, Matt kissed me again. Slowly, he removed his fingers from the insides of my thighs slurping the juice off the tips. The moment the light turned green, my conscience was at ease. Upon our arrival, we hurried from the car to my doorstep. Inside the door, Matt took me into his arms immediately unbuttoning my top. He released my breasts from their harness taking one of my nipples between his lips. Kneeling down in front of me, he lifted my skirt up, pulling down my bikinis. The juices flowed from me as I sensed his tongue tapping my clit. “Ooh baby,” he whispered. All sounds disappeared except the ones of him slurping. Forcefully, I grabbed a handful of his hair, yelled out his name, and pulled him up to me. I tasted my wine as I took his tongue into my mouth. Just as it was in my marriage, I knew the ultimate turn-on for me was to take control. Doing just that, I turned him around pushing him against the wall. The vibration of his back hitting it caused my vase to fall and break. “Damn, LaDonna…” Falling to my knees, I unzipped his jeans. The tip of his cock waited for me to taste it. Gagging a bit, I deep throated his dick causing him to writhe uncontrollably. “Aah, baby… yes, take it all in.” After slurping all his pre-cum, I reached under his shirt to feel his soft torso. The pleasure showed on his face when I looked up at him. Noticeably out of breath, he pulled my arms up and kissed me deeply. “Matt, now…” In a hurry, we ran up the stairs to the guest bedroom. Like a barbarian, he pushed me on the bed snatching my skirt off. I wet my lips as he took off his shirt and jeans throwing them aside. Once he was naked, he collapsed on top of me covering my body with little kisses and nips. “Oh Matt…God…ahhh!” Again, my fingers found his locks to twist. My breaths turned to pants when his lips met my labia. Close to climaxing, I pushed his head upwards. Confused, he looked up wondering why I stopped him. “LaDonna, what’s wrong?” “I need you inside me now, Matt,” I commanded. A smile appeared on his face the minute I voiced my demand. Instantly, he moved towards his pants retrieving a condom from his wallet. As soon as he slid it on, he joined me on top of the sheets. That moment, I stretched my arms around his neck while wrapping my legs around his waist. “Matt…Yessss…” I cooed. The head of his cock pierced that sweet space eliciting gasps from us both. As he positioned himself inside, I moved upwards while clenching my thighs. “LaDonna damn…” he breathed. Plunging deeply, he rode me slowly while I rubbed his wet forehead. The drops of sweat that gathered there fell on my cheeks. Desiring him, I dragged him down to envelope his lips with mine. Accepting my kiss, his tongue invaded my mouth. “Mmm…” he groaned as I dug my fingers into his back. Feeling the explosion, I pushed myself into him at a faster pace. “Matt, I wanna come…” “Go on, baby, but I’m gonna try to hold out a little longer.