Free Drunk In Love: An Original Love Story by Tiece

the bed.
    Olivia just watched him with a disappointed shake of the head.
    With a body like that, he should be ashamed of himself . She thought as he walked into the bathroom.
    “Today, I’m going to The Master’s.” He cheerfully called out. He loved golf. That was one of his favorite sports.
    “I know and I have to go to Atlanta and miss out on the fun.” Olivia said with a fake pout. She couldn’t wait to leave his boring ass behind so she could really get the shit fucked out of her.
    “I don’t mind canceling and going with you,” Mark said from the bathroom as he peeked his head around the door. “Felisha can find somebody to take her. I’ll just give her the tickets.”
    “Nonsense,” Olivia quickly responded. “The Master’s only come once a year. Go with my bestie and enjoy yourselves. Now hurry up, so I can get in there. I have a long day ahead of me.”
    “Well, if you’re trying to get in the shower then you may as well join me.”
    Olivia frowned, because she wanted to play in her pussy so she could cum right quick. It didn’t look like that was going to happen, though. “Okaaaay,” she dragged, getting out of bed. “I’m coming.”
    ****
    Olivia drove up I-20, heading to Atlanta. She had her car on cruise control and couldn’t wait to get there so she could spend time with her man. She missed him. She missed their talks and laughs. In just three months, Zay had definitely put a smile on her face that she hadn’t had in years. He was the first man that she’d stepped out with on her husband and even though she felt bad about it; she needed it.
    She looked down at her phone as it rang and quickly answered it once seeing Felisha’s name on the caller ID.
    “What’s up, Gal?” She asked in a southern twang.
    “Nothing much,” Felisha responded. “I’m just getting ready to head out to The Master’s with your boring ass husband, so you say.”
    “Aww, thanks bestie for doing this for me,” Olivia said, checking in her rearview mirror to make sure that the cop that had just cut across the median wasn’t coming for her.
    “The things I do for you,” Felisha dryly added.
    “Cheer up. You’re gonna have a very good time. Mark will feed you, buy you drinks, and keep you laughing. You’ll be fine. Plus, you may get to take Tiger Woods home.” She teased.
    “Chy Boo,” Felisha said. “He don’t want no woman with curves. He likes’em skinny and white.” They laughed.
    “You stupid,” Olivia commented. “Now don’t forget. Keep me updated on y’all’s whereabouts and what y’all will be doing. I’m going to relax for a few hours with my boo before going to meet the realtor.”
    “Yeah, yeah, I hear you.” Felisha said. “Now, I gotta go. Your husband is outside blowing the horn.”
    She smiled. “Cool, y’all have fun.”
    “I’ll try,” Felisha said, and then ended their call.
    ****
    An hour and a half later, Zay opened up his front door as Olivia stood there in a trench coat pulled together. The only thing that he could see on her was a black pair of Christian Louboutin heels and what seemed to be an overnight bag.
    “Damn,” Zay said, looking her over. She was gorgeous, showing a pretty white smile planted across her face and her flowing weave pulled up in a hanging ponytail. “Does that mean that you miss me?” Olivia asked, as she winked her eye at him.
    He pulled her inside the door and up close to him, wrapping his arms around her waist. He kissed her softly on the neck, taking in the enticing smell of her Dior J’Adore. They stared in each other’s eyes for a moment as he palmed her ass.
    “Damn right, I missed you.” He said, intimately kissing her. Grabbing her by the hand, he pulled her inside his immaculate home and led her through the kitchen and down the long hallway. She could tell that he’d just left the gym, because his boxer shorts showing underneath his sagging gym shorts always turned her on and especially when he didn’t have on a