DAPHNE VAN RUSSELL-Lustful Thoughts

He was the only guy that could distract her. Senor Monzon was too much to handle during class. He was unlike any college professor she ever had. He was so laid back but one of the best Spanish teachers she had. Maybe because it was his native language, even though he was born and raised in Chicago.

The words rolled from his tongue and she was mesmerized. All she could think of in class was what it would feel like to kiss him.

"Senorita...Van Russell," he said to her as she was trying to rustle out of class with everyone.

"Si."

"Are you of the Van Russells of Midtown?"

Uh-oh, she thought. "Yes."

"Aaa! I know your family well. Ethan Van Russell, he is..."

"My uncle." Now she was intrigued by how he knew her family. "How do you know him?"

"Sasha. She's my sister."

"Really? Small world!" She had not seen much of her aunt Sasha lately. Seemed as if she divorced her uncle and the whole family.

"No disrespect to your uncle, but he is a complete jerk," Senor Monzon stated.

She shrugged. "Yes, he can be. I was young when they divorced, so it wasn't my business."

"So, you're aiming to go into the family business?

"Yes, that's the plan." She never imagined she would be this close to the hottest man she ever laid eyes on. And he was talking to her like she was an ordinary girl.

"Cool. You guys know your stuff." He gathered papers and put them in his bag. "And from your work so far, you'll do great things."

A blush crept over her face. Not just from the compliment, but the way he said it. So sexy.

"Uh...I have to get going...it was uh...nice to ummm, yeah, nice talking with you," she rattled on, feeling like a fool, turning to make her exit, forcing her legs to move but she bumped into a table.

"You okay?"

He came over to touch her shoulder, and she felt even more flustered and dropped her phone.

"S...sorry!"

They both went to scoop it up and bumped heads.

"Ow!" she said, holding her head.

"You okay? I know I have a big, hard head."

The only thing she got out of that was sexual, and she felt things she had never felt before. What the hell was up with this man?

JULIOS MONZON-Only in For the Ride

Damnit! He was doing it again. Letting a young college girl get to him. And a Van Russell no less. He did not need the trouble.

But Daphne Van Russell was too cute for words. He knew he made her nervous, maybe like every other woman that was drawn to his magnetic sexuality. She was nothing like his type. Sure, he liked them young, but not so innocent. She wasn't coming on to him strong and that's what he was accustomed to.

Women coming on to him. Short, tall, thin, thick, old, young, Black, white, Asian, Hispanic, all flavors. Very few he turned down. And he never in his thirty-six years had to chase down a woman.

But Daphne Van Russell made him want to run after her once she rushed out of his classroom.

Oh well.

While there was a rule that faculty couldn't date their students, none prevented faculty from dating faculty.

Taylor Bennet was a professor in the Foreign Language department as well. She taught French. She could French kiss as well, and she gave bomb head. Right in her office.

She was a petit thing, not even five feet tall, with a mess of curly blonde hair. When she worked him up and down with her mouth, her curls flew all over the place. He pulled her hair, wrapping it around his hand, and thrust it into her throat. She took it all.

She even swallowed.

Then he sat in her chair and she backed up on his dick and let him hit her raw. He could not get as rough as wanted in the small office, but he had her twisting and writhing while he held her hips and kept her bouncing on him.

This was their second session.

He liked her, but not enough to make her his girlfriend.

"I want you to come out and meet with me this weekend and meet my friends."

"Can't," he said as he tried to clean himself up.

"I have to show you off to my friends."

He didn't even know how to break it to her nicely.

"Let's keep this what it is, great sex, nothing else."

"But Julios-"

"I never said I wanted more. You let me fuck you fifteen minutes after I met you. If you hoe with me, you hoe with everybody else."

"But I'm not that type of girl!"

"Whatever. Thanks for the ride," he said as he walked out.

Women!

Donna Jackson-Sweet Dreams

She lay next to Ethan, her head on his chest as he snored loudly. He was so tired. He worked so hard. And he always worked late. They never discussed work, but she wanted to know more details about what he did.

She knew Marty was in charge. She knew William Statner was pretty high up. Where did Ethan fit in?

And where would she fit in after they were married?

She still had not told many about their engagement. She was not ready to share. She felt like once that was out, the real drama started.

She traced Ethan's nose with her finger and he stirred in his sleep, rolling over to her side and nearly crushing her.

She gently pushed him away, then cuddled close to him. His body was so warm. They made love, as always before they fell asleep. Ethan was too tired to do much but he gave her about fifteen minutes of pleasure before he crashed.

She wanted some more.

She slid her hand down to his soft, limp manhood and held it, and caressed it. It started to stiffen.

"Donna," he mumbled, still asleep.

Donna gave a wicked grin and slid down under the covers till her mouth was in line with his length. She slowly licked it up and down, before inserting it into her mouth. She worked her magic till he came in her mouth, all while he was still asleep.

That would do for now she thought and cuddled next to him.

MONICA Franklin-Baby, Baby, Baby

"You're pregnant!" Devon was excited, and she did not know why. The baby was not his, but she would hold off telling him that.

She could not hide her three-month belly anymore, so she had to tell him. She was ninety-nine point nine percent sure it was not his, but he did not need to hear that part.

Dressed in her tight-fitting Alexander Wang dress, just to lounge around her condo, she rubbed her small belly protruding. "Look at my belly, can't you tell?"

Her condo Devon paid half the rent for and did not even live there. Not as nice as the Jackson Tower that Quinton lived in, not that she ever was invited over. Devon also supplied most of her shiny jewels and clothes. He liked to spoil her over the years of their relationship, and still, she never was in love with him.

"When were you going to tell me? This is great!" Devon grabbed her in a hug. "Now you have to marry me. Before the baby comes so we can do this right."

She had been dating Devon for the last two plus years and he discussed marriage with her since date one. Gorgeous man, dimples, nice body, nice dick, liked to fuck, and made over two hundred G a year, but that was small change to her. Now any other female would jump at a decent-looking guy that made good money, wanting to marry them, but not her.

She wanted Quinton, the millionaire with the dick of gold, and nothing less.

"Marry you? Can we hold off on that? Just because I'm having a baby doesn't mean I want to marry you."

Devin grabbed her hands. "But it's our baby."

She snatched her hands away. "Yeah, you keep thinking that thought." If she never told him it was his, when she finally told him it was Quinton's, he did not need to get upset. Well maybe, but that was on him. A player was gonna keep being a player.

"Boy or girl, do we know yet?"

Now she was annoyed. Why was he all up in her face? "Not yet."

She wanted a boy. A man always wanted his first child to be a boy. Quinton would really want to be with her then. She would not just be baby momma.

"Can I tell my parents?"

She looked at the wack man in disgust. Poor thing. Sorry she would have to hurt his little feelings. She walked into her kitchen, opened the refrigerator to find something to eat. She had mad munchies.

"Uh, let's not do that."

"Why not?" Now he was following her, right behind her as she grabbed a container of juice and leftovers in a container.

"I'm not ready to tell anyone, that's why."

She was waiting till Quinton came around then she would tell Devon the truth. Right now she needed whatever scraggly ends Devon gave her before she cashed in big checks. What a sucker!

QUINTON JACKSON-A Tale of Two Brothers

He stopped by his brother's house in the guise to talk about the family business, but he wanted to see Sasha. He had not seen her in weeks, since he found out she was pregnant, possibly with his baby.

"Yo bro," Antonio greeted him with a dap.

"Zup Tonio!"

"Have you heard from baby sis and nephew since they been back?"

"Not a word."

"The Van Russells getting to my blood and I don't like it. Tony is like my own son, this shit is weak." Antonio walked to his bar. "Beer bro?"

"Sure." He grabbed a bottle his brother offered.

"These Van Russells...I want to hurt them...even worse, I want to kill that Ethan." Antonio grunted then took a swig of his beer.

"That man is pure dirt." Quinton sipped his beer. "Baby sis needs to see that."

"Right! She ain't seeing his horns but he fucking her brains out and giving her the Casanova played out shit he did when we were kids."

"Yo bro, don't talk about my sis and Ethan like that, you're trying to make me throw up."

"And nephew, what did Ethan do to him? Brainwash him with his "Now you're a Van Russell" garbage? Like that erases the Jackson blood in him."

"He looks just like you and pops, so it's like we have the stronger blood anyway. I don't see any Van Russell in that kid."

"For damn sure on that."

"Honey, I need you to..." Sasha walked into the room and then stopped when she saw him.

Quinton turned to her. She looked radiant. Her naturally tan skin just glowing. Her dark brown hair was shiny and thick, cascading nearly to her waist. She wore a fitted sweater and tight jeans. Her little belly pooch looked like she'd just competed in a hot dog eating contest at a fair.

"Hey, babe, Q's here." Antonio went to Sasha and put his arms around her, rubbing her belly. "How's my little one doing?"

"Fine," Sasha said with a glance at Quinton.

"You see you're going to be an uncle?" Antonio said with a big grin.

"Well...that's...congrats bro."

"Can you imagine a little half me and half Sasha? Fireball!" Antonio kissed her belly. "She's going to look just like her mommy."

"He," Sasha corrected.

Quinton felt devastated. His brother was so happy even though he did not want any more kids. It would have felt better if he still didn't want a baby, but now he did.

"You should be laying down somewhere, protecting my child."

Sasha responded to him in Spanish, and his brother spoke back in Spanish. He had no idea what they were saying. He took Spanish in high school but that was decades ago and he never was fluent in it.

"Aye!" Sasha threw up her hands and walked off.

"Family, yo, it's the most important thing bro," Antonio said to him.

VERONIQUE CHAMBERS -Big Dreams are Made of These

"Girl, look what the wind blew in all glowing," Veronique said to her friend Donna soon as she graced her face in House of V. "Is there a billion-dollar bun in the oven?"

"Hell no!" Donna flopped into the chair in front of her. "My shit's closed. So is Ethan's. Finito!"

"Aw, I hear you girl." Veronique finished setting up her workstation. "How was the vacation?"

"Out of this world!" Donna waved her hand out her. "I have to go back soon."

"Stop the fucking press!" Veronique dropped the comb she held. She grabbed Donna's hand to examine the rock on her finger.

Others in the shop turned their necks so they could be nosy.

"Hot damn! This ring is fiyah!"

"Girl! You can hurt somebody with that," another stylist said, hovering over the ring.

"Details!" Veronique shouted out.

"Ethan proposed and I said yes," Donna said with a smile.

Veronique felt like it was her that hit the jackpot. Her knees felt weak. Her friend was marrying a billionaire.

"You're going to be a Van Russell!"

"A Van Russell?" a client asked. "As in the Van Russells that own this city?"

"As in my favorite store to spend all my money?"

"I didn't even know the Van Russells really existed."

"Girl, what are you talking about? Ethan Van Russell has been a top bachelor of Midtown for five years running. Now this chick-"

A few others gathered to look at the ring.

"Congratulations Donna," Danita Jo said.

"Thanks."

"You know the Van Russells have been crucial to our campaigns. I hope you could help continue with the support."

"Of course. I always supported your husband on my own."

"Good to know."

"This is going to be the wedding of the year! Believe that!" Veronique told her friend.

Then envy set in. She wanted a billionaire as well. Her dreams of having it all, expanding her shops, working less, traveling more would only happen if she stepped her game up.

If Donna could snag one, so could she.

TAMARA SMITH-JACKSON

A picture was sent to her phone of an extravagant diamond ring. Following that was a text message.

The great VR & Jackson merger bling

Tamara texted her friend back.

It won't last

Meanwhile, she still was on a mission to get the dirt on Sasha. Who's baby was she having? It better not be Antonio's. If she ever had a chance to get him back, this was it.

JULIOS MONZON-Fuck Em and Leave Em

Tonight he found a lady friend for the night while out at the supermarket. She damn near jumped in his pants while they were checking out. She dropped her card in his pocket, he called her later that night, and now he had her spread eagle begging him to stop.

She was a thick chick, big ass titties, round belly, fat ass, fat cooch. He was wearing her out and didn't even break a sweat.

Before he came, he pulled off the condom, jerked the cum all over her face as she protested, then jumped off the bed. He pulled down his pants, grabbed his shirt, and left without a word.

DAPHNE VAN RUSSELL-Lustful Dreams

Around the same time, Daphne tossed and turned thinking of Senor Monzon. Imagining him beside her, inside her. She moaned and twisted, her hands going between her thighs to pleasure herself. She had never done that before.

Not by herself, to herself, or even with someone else.

Hey readers!

Enough spice for you? Trying to make a theme of each episode, this one about lust and dreams. (it will always be either love, lust, or lies as a theme...maybe money)

Veronique, hasn't been mention much, but she's ready for some storyline. She wants to catch a billionaire but there are only so many in town. Ethan is one...who's another?

XOXO
Kimberly