(A.J.'s POV)
I rang the doorbell nervously. What was I nervous about? I had been alone with her millions of times before. I was here because of Ajah. But if I was honest with myself, I would admit that there was a whole big other part of me was here because I couldn't resist the urge to be alone with her, this beautiful woman who still had a very strong affect on me. She opened the door and I gasped. She was only in a towel.
"Sorry A.J., let me get dressed," I could only nod. "Come on inside, have a seat," she said. "I'll be out in a minute," she slipped into a room. I looked around the room. She still had the taste and style that her and me had always shared. I shouldn't be here, I was ashamed, it would be different if she wasn't Ajah's mother, and I wasn't her father. A few minutes MaKentreey came into the living room. She was wearing short shorts that showed off her very sexy legs, a shirt that showed that she had gotten the belly ring that she had always wanted. Her hair was down. She was beautiful and totally unusual. But that's what made her beautiful. She had once told me where she got her exotic looks. She was of a mixed nationality. Her jet- black hair came from her Italian and Black side of her genes, the golden blonde highlights and her baby blue eyes from her German genes, and her skin color was like all of them put together. I remember first meeting her, I thought she was beautiful and she knew it, I thought she was stuck up, we didn't like each other at first, but then we started going out and-
"A.J., what is it?" She broke me out of the trance and I realized I was staring. I felt my face getting red. I looked at her. It was clear she was embarrassed too. She sat down beside me, then realizing she was a little too close, she moved over a little.
"I see you lived out your dream," we both said at the same time. She laughed.
"Yeah, I guess we both got where we wanted to be," I said.
"I guess we did,"
"So…" I trailed off as she crossed her legs. She mesmerized me, I couldn't believe it, she still had an effect on me. I felt my mouth go dry as my eyes undressed her.
"A.J. stop that," she said suddenly.
"Stop what?" I asked.
"Looking at me like that,"
"Sorry," I mumbled. "Could you cover your legs are something?" I asked.
"A.J.!"
"You're kind of distracting," I said. I couldn't believe what was coming out of my mouth. Her face turned red. She tucked her legs up under her and put a pillow in her lap.
"There," she said. I smiled.
"Cute,"
"You wanted to talk about Ajah…" she said.
"Yeah, I want you to come over tomorrow, to see Ajah, she isn't doing good since this morning."
"What's wrong with her?"
"She'll barley speak to me, she won't eat, I mean the only person she's uttered more than a few words to is Leela.
"Don't you think I would just make it worst, A.J.?" she asked. I always did love the way she said my name. No, stop thinking things like that!
"No, you should come over and talk to her, at least she won't feel that you don't care,"
"Well, of course I'll come, if you think it will help,"
"Thanks," I said. She tried to get up from her position on the couch, but one of her feet slipped from under her. She ended up in my arms.
"Sorry," she said against my ear.
"No problem," I replied. She pulled back a little and looked into my eyes. Her eyes searched mine. I was lost. She made a small sound and it drove me crazy. "Pull back now MaKentreey, or I'm going to kiss you," I said. I waited for her to pull back, but she didn't. I pulled her closer to me. I saw the uncertainty in her eyes. I brought my face close to hers. She closed her eyes, anticipating the kiss. Then I finally brought my lips to hers. They were just as sweet probably sweeter, as they were 7 years ago. She positioned herself on top of me so that she was more comfortable. I expertly slid my tongue into her mouth after a few seconds. She allowed it and soon we were searching each other's mouth. She was amazing, and I couldn't believe I was doing this. I put my hand under her shirt softly running my hand across her stomach, touching her belly ring. She didn't resist.
"MaKentreey, if you don't want to take it any farther, stop me now," She looked at me.
"I want to A.J."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes" I picked her up. "Where's you room?"
"Upstairs, first door on the left," she said. I followed her instructions. And that night fulfilled a pleasure and desire beyond imaginable.
