I loved Valentine’s Day. A day for lovers and sweets. For gifts and surprises.Anticipation clung to my wet ivory skin as I stepped out of the hot shower. I hummed to myself as I shut off the water, grabbing a plush white towel. My excitement bubbled over as I dried my firm body and long, black hair.Besides it being Valentine’s Day, it was also the third anniversary of the day I met Trey, the love of my life. I didn’t care his wife, Amanda, wanted to spend the day with him. Tonight, he belonged to me, whether she liked it or not.Ever since we met, Trey spent every Valentine’s Day with me. Just like Saint Patrick’s Day was for drunks and Thanksgiving for families, Valentine’s Day was for lovers. And I was Trey’s lover—his one and only. He told me that on the regular. Sure, he fucked Amanda occasionally to shut her up, but as he said, it wasn’t the same with me. Fucking her was his husbandly duty. Me? I was for fun. His personal sex toy. The love of his life.As a Valentine’s gift, I forwent the matching black bra and thong I bought specifically for tonight. Instead, I put on a strappy cowl body-con dress in metallic gold that was both loose and clingy.I applied a bit of makeup to my hazel eyes and thick lips when the phone rang. As usual, I shrieked like a high school girl, rushing to answer it.“Trey?”At first, there was no answer. Then a woman’s voice spoke up. “You’re dead.”Click.That was it. I laughed as I tossed my phone onto the bed, shaking my head. It had to be Amanda. In the past, I worried about the wife finding out about me. But I was past that now. Trey didn’t Üsküdar Escort care if she knew. If she wanted a divorce, Trey wouldn’t stop her. He said he couldn’t be the one to end it, though. He was half-Irish, after all.I poured myself a flute of champagne as I grooved to a sexy Britney Spears song. The phone rang again as I took my first sip.“Yes, hello?” “Hey, babe. You ready?”I took a seat and smiled into the phone.“Yes, I am. I just got a strange phone call.”“From who?”“I’m guessing your wife. Whoever it was, they told me I was dead.”“Shit,” Trey said under his breath. I could picture him running his thick hands through his black hair, scrunching his handsome face into one so angry it competed with any demon’s. “Amanda’s on a rampage, driving me nuts.”“You don’t want to call the night off, do you?” I pouted. I have to see him tonight. It’s our night. The idea of him grinding against Amanda, sticking his long, fat cock in her made my insides want to reject the champagne. “No. No,” he assured me. “I’m going to wine and dine you before fucking you until you’re limp.”My heart wanted to burst out of my chest. I loved this man so much. “Pick you up in twenty. We have reservations for seven.”“Where are we going?” I asked as I twirled a strand of hair around my finger. “Ah. That’s for me to know, sweets, and for you to find out.”*Trey arrived on time. He wore a black sports jacket and jeans that matched his hair. His usual stubble was shaved clean. He smelled of Irish Spring. After a quick kissing session, we drove towards the other side of town. Üsküdar Escort Bayan I stared out the window, thinking of Amanda and her phone call as Trey weaved between traffic. An ear-piercing screech drew my attention to the cars behind us. A blue Honda almost crashed into a black Dodge pickup truck. “Did you see that?” I asked. “Some people just can’t drive.”“Tsk. Tsk,” Trey said, shaking his head before glancing mischievously at me. “You know it’s most likely a chick driving.”“Hey! That’s not nice.” I scowled in his direction. He chuckled. I stuck my tongue out at him. “That’s not fair. I bet I’m a better driver than ninety percent of the men out there.” “I’m sure you are.” He chuckled again. “That dress fits you perfectly. You look amazing, sweets.”“How can I stay mad after you say something like that?” I opened my legs and slipped his free hand up my dress. The surprise of finding out I had no panties on was visible as his eyes blinked rapidly, his jaw dropping. “I hope you like your gift.”“Mmm.”His thumb found my clit, rubbing gently. He slipped a finger inside me. I moaned with delight. I wanted to stop the car right there and jump his bones. Instead, after reveling in his hand play, I undid my seatbelt and unzipped his pants. I gasped at his growing cock, admiring it as the blood filled his boner, straining the swelling veins.Wrapping my hand around his throbbing dick, I dipped down to lick the rim of its head. Trey gasped and placed both hands on the steering wheel, concentrating on the road as much as he could. I twirled Escort Üsküdar my tongue around him, licking the length of him. “Aw, Valory. I love you,” he said in a strangled voice. “Now, start sucking.”I smiled as I kissed the tip before sucking his cock into my mouth, right down to the base. Before opening my throat more to push his cock in deeper, I bobbed my head. Up. Down. Up. Down. I purposefully gagged to tighten my throat muscles, massaging his balls. “Should I stop?”“No, please. Don’t stop.”My insides quivered at the pleading in his voice. Damn, I loved making him feel good. I could do this for hours if he let me. I bobbed. Up, down. Up, down. Slurping. Sucking. Squeezing until hot, salty liquid poured down my throat.“Fuck!” Trey groaned.I wiped my mouth as I straightened up. Satisfied, I took a sip of water from a bottle in the cupholder. I put back on my seatbelt and continued to stare out the window like nothing happened.The restaurant was a quant Italian spot with leather booths, candles on each table, and magnificent chandeliers. It was packed with lovers celebrating the day. The Chicken Alfredo and champagne were known specialities. I didn’t regret my order. The meal was one of the best I’ve ever had. We rushed through the meal despite the romantic ambiance, anticipating what was to come.“I’ve been thinking,” Trey said while twirling noodles on his fork.“Yes, babe?” I put my glass down and wiped my mouth.“Do you wanted to up the ante and become an actual couple?”My eyebrows furrowed.“What do you mean?”He set down his fork and stared deeply into my eyes. His gaze did something to my insides.“I asked Amanda for a divorce.”“When?” I gasped. I always hoped he would dump her, but I never thought it would happen. “This morning. I can’t take it anymore. In fact, can I stay with you tonight?”“Oh, Trey. I can’t believe it. You don’t know how long—”