A Fool For Love

By: Lalaa

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One

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The wind blew through Skyla’s curly, light brown hair and her thousand dollar pink Valentino Rockstud T-strap pumps clicked against the pavement as she sashayed into Maynard Cooper & Gale PC Law Firm. The black Akris Zip-Front Double-Face dress that she wore hugged her body like a second skin, and the red lipstick on her plump lips brought out her beach sand colored skin. Skyla was indeed a bad bitch, and she demanded attention as she strutted up to the reception’s desk.

“Good afternoon Mrs. Jones. I assume you’re here to see Mr. Jones?” Jennifer, the receptionist asked cheerfully. She was a perky white girl with long, blonde hair and dashing blue eyes.

“You’re correct. I just came to surprise him with a little home-cooked lunch,” Skyla said, holding up a container that held a freshly fried T-bone steak, and a baked potato.

“Certainly, Mrs. Jones. Go on up,” Jennifer said, not bothering to give Mr. Jones the usual heads-up that his wife was coming.

“Thanks!” Skyla squealed as she made her way to the elevators. Once she got to the second floor, she located her husband’s office, she looked around cautiously at the empty desks throughout the room, wondering if everyone went to lunch. Skyla hoped that her husband Trevor hadn’t gone to lunch just yet, because her being there would have been a waste of a trip. She didn’t want to be rude and interrupt anything, so she refrained from barging in, and decided to knock. Before Skyla could lift her fist to knock on the door, the sounds of a woman moaning on the other side stopped her in her tracks. She frowned and placed her ear to the door so that she could hear more clearly.

“Shhh. You trying to get us caught? You better take this dick silently,” a deep, familiar voice whispered. Skyla knew Trevor’s voice all too well, and it was obvious that it was him on the other side doing something that he had no business doing.

“Mmmm, yes… fuck me,” a girly voice squealed.

“Oh hell fuck no,” Skyla whispered as she twisted the doorknob. She sighed in frustration when she realized it was locked. Remembering that Trevor had given her a spare key to his office for emergencies, she placed the container of food on the floor, and silently shuffled through her chain of keys to find the right one.

Once she found the right one, it slid right in, and she twisted the knob. She pushed the door open with so much force that it hit the wall. Nothing would have prepared her for the sight in front of her. Some skinny, white, blonde haired bitch was bent over Trevor’s desk with her dressed hiked up as he fucked her from behind. Like a madwoman, Skyla charged at them, swinging and all.

“You cheating bastard!” Skyla screamed as she threw punches at Trevor’s half naked body. She couldn’t believe the bullshit that she had just walked in on. Never in a million years did she think that Trevor would be having an affair with some white bitch. Most people would think that infidelity was bound to happen because of the difference in their race, but that’s one of the main reasons why they fell in love.

Trevor’s white, pale skin, ocean blue eyes, blonde hair, and medium build is what attracted Skyla to him aside from his personality. Skyla’s wild, light brown, curly hair, beach sand colored skin, and hazel eyes is a result of her African American and white heritage.

The white bitch on the floor squealed and ran to grab her clothes, but Skyla grabbed her by her hair and slung her to the floor. She got on top of her and went to work on her face.

“You skanky ass bitch!” Skyla yelled as she delivered blow after blow to the girl’s face. Trevor grabbed Skyla up by her waist to break the fight up.

“No, let me the fuck go!” Skyla yelled as she yanked away to finish fucking that bitch up.

“I’ll let you go when you calm down!” Trevor yelled. She elbowed him in the stomach as hard as she could, causing him to groan in pain and release her.

“Fuck this shit. I’m out,” Skyla spat as she walked out of his office.

Tears blurred her vision as she took the elevator down to the first floor and made her way to her car. She didn’t even notice the smirk that the receptionist, Jennifer had on her face. She was glad that Skyla finally caught Trevor in the act of being the dog that he is. He often made passes at her, but she shut him down every time because she wasn’t the mistress type.

“Sky! Slow down!” Trevor called after her. He wasn’t too far behind. She ignored him and kept walking. She was so done with him that it wasn’t even funny. He could go to hell for all she cared, but she just wanted him to leave her the fuck alone.

Before she could even reach for her car door, Trevor grabbed her by the neck, and squeezed it tightly.

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