love triangle (standard:romance, 5175 words)
Author: ebony	Added: Dec 25 2005	Views/Reads: 3616/2357	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
it is about a woman who old love come back into her life while she is figuring out about a new love.she is caught between them in a love triangle

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dad aren't home. What do you want to do?” He said as we walked 
upstairs. “I don't know. We'll find something to do, right.” I said 
with a grin on my face. He opened the door and pushed me in. As I sat 
on the bed and looked around, he locked the door. “Let's talk,” he said 
surprisingly. “About what,” I said back. “Us” he said as he sat on the 
bed next to me next to me and grabbed my hand. “I love you and want to 
spend the rest of my life with you.” “ Is that what you tell all the 
girls when you have them in your room,” I said with a little laugh. 
“Girl, your crazy. Ain't no girls. It's just you,” he said. Then he 
kissed me and for those moments, I knew I loved him. And for that 
moment I knew what I should do. “Beep, Beep...” went my alarm. I was in 
to good of a mood to knock it off the nightstand next to me. I got up 
and washed up. I got dressed, ate breakfast and was about to leave 
before I opened the door the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, I 
was surprised to see Ronald on my front steps. “Good morning” he said. 
“What are you doing here?” I asked. “Can't I see my wife to be?” Ronald 
said in reply. “ I ain't your wife so stop saying things like that. 
Besides, I'm going to be late for work. I can't stay and talk.” I 
replied. “Fine, then I'll talk to you when you come back from work,” he 
said demandingly. “Yeah sure I get off at four,” I said not wanting to 
spoil my mood. “Good it's all set then after work” he said eagerly and 
shutting the door and starting his car. I didn't want to think about 
what had just happened so I just fixed my skirt and walked to my car. 
When I got to the elevator of my building I seen the man I dreaded. My 
boss! Ugh! “Escalade, we got to stop meeting like this,” he said and 
waved for me to come in. “I think I'll wait for the next one,” I said 
as I rolled my eyes. “It's looks a little crowded” “Girl, quit playing. 
I'm the only one in here,” he said. “Yeah, but with yo big head I'm 
surprise the elevator don't break all that weight,” I said as I steeped 
in the elevator. “Girl you ain't lying my head could break this 
elevator. Why don't you take it for a spin?” he said unbuttoning his 
pants and coming toward me. “Down boy” I said. “Girl let's not play 
games. Let's get down to business,” he said pushing the stop button. 
“What are you doing?” I asked. “Do you want to keep your job?” he asked 
in reply as his hand went up my skirt “You wouldn't-,” I started to say 
but he stopped me in the middle of my sentence with a kiss, that left 
me wanting more and more. “But I can't” “Oh yes you can” he said 
lifting up my skirt, pulling down my stocking, and my panties down to 
my ankles and covering my mouth. “Now this will be painful,” he said 
and showing me the empty wrapper and said, “Got to be safe.” Then 
without a moment to lose, I screamed at the top of my lungs but I 
stopped when he kissed me. “It's okay,” he whispered in my ear. Then I 
suddenly felt warm inside. Then I remembered we were in the elevator so 
I said “Stop I can't.” “You already did and I'm not through,” he said 
forcefully. “Well you gotta stop or I'll be late for work,” I said. He 
replied to my excuse “I'm yo boss. I don't care if you're late, you 
have an excuse. You're with me,” he answered back. “Girl just stop.” He 
said as he put his hand back over my mouth. I just layed against the 
wall and took what he dished out. When he was done, he said “ Girl that 
hit the spot.” All I could do was smile because my mind was racing. We 
got dressed quickly and when he was done, he started kissing on me 
again. “B quit it. I'm trying to finish getting dressed.” I said as he 
gently grabbed me. “I just can't keep my hands to my self.,” was his 
reply as my skirt flowed back down to my knees. “I could get use to 
this,” he whispered as he pushed the button again and the elevator 
started again. Only one person got on before we got off. When he got on 
me and B were on opposite sides of the elevator. When it got to our 
floor the door opened to my assistance office we steeped out and he 
said “Oh before I forget you have a client at one. I assigned you to 
the case yesterday after you left.” “Right “ I replied. “ And when your 
done with that client come to my office,” he said strongly. “Is that 
all?” I said back. “For now,” he said looking me up and down as to say 
wait until we are alone. I just rolled my eyes and walked away. When I 
got into my office my best friend Eddie Arthur was sitting in front of 
my computer. “What up?” I asked knowing something was. “Well,” he said 
“ I heard that the boss was taking you off the material project.” “Are 
you sure?” I said. “My source is very reliable,” he said. “Okay well 
maybe I'll just go visit the boss and see exactly what's up,” I replied 
angrily. “Want me to come?” asked Eddie. “No I gotta do this myself,” I 
said. “Okay,” he said. I walked out of my office leaving Eddie to 
continue playing on my computer. As I walk into his office, his 
assistant said “Excuse Ms. Dotson.” I just looked at her and she didn't 
say any thing else to me. I opened the glass doors to his office. He 
was sitting at his desk reading something when he looked up and smiled 
then hit a button and said “hold all my calls.” I was mad and he could 
tell. “What can I help you with?” he asked. “You know what I'm here 
for,” I said. “I hoping you'd see it my way,” he replied. He stood up 
and started walking toward me. “No Brandon. I came to talk to you and 
nothing else. And I mean it,” I said. “Well you will talk,” he said. 
Then mumbled “Just not quietly.” He walked around me in circle. He 
stopped behind me and rubbed my shoulders. Then his hands went up the 
back of my shirt. He unsnapped my bra. Slowly his hand crept up to the 
front of my shirt when I realized he had both hands on my breast and I 
was in his office. “Brandon I said I'm not in the mood,” I said as I 
pushed him off me. “Okay,” he said because he had known something was 
wrong since I'd walked in. “What's wrong? It was too much for you to 
handle in the elevator,” he said with a smile. “No, that was just 
awful,” I said with a smile too. “Well, like I wasn't done with you 
yet,” he said sitting back down at his desk. “Back to business. Did you 
take me off the material project,” I replied firmly. “Will you go out 
to dinner with me?” he said not even answering my questions. “Excuse 
me! What? Did you not hear me?” I said angrily. “No your not off the 
project and my answer,” he said. “I don't think so,” I said, “But can 
you button me back up.” “Aight but only if you think about it,” he said 
as he walked toward me. “Aight, I'll think about it,” I said as he 
snapped my bra back and kissed me. “I'll need yo answer before you 
leave at four okay?” he said. “Okay,” I said. I walked out of his 
office thinking about what he said. Do you really want to go to dinner 
with Brandon? Why wouldn't I? I don't have plans. He is what I want. 
It's a free meal. Fine I'll go. When I got back to my office Eddie was 
gone. I got on my computer and e-mailed Brandon. I wrote the following: 
Sexysis#1: I'll go to dinner, but when and where? BigboyB: Great! At 
8:00 and it's a surprise where I'm taking you. Wear something very 
sexy. Sexysis#1: Brandon, I don't like surprises BigboyB: I'll be at 
you house at 7:30 to pick you up. Feel free to still be in the shower. 
Sexysis#1: Very Funny! See you then. BigboyB: Alright bye. Future 
wifey. Sexysis#1: Peace. Future husband. I clicked out of his e-mail 
address and clicked on Eddie's. I told him what happen. All he said 
was: Blackboy26: I didn't know Ronald showed up. Why didn't you call 
me? Sexysis#1: I didn't want to bother you. Blackboy26: Girl, it 
wouldn't have bothered me. I wasn't doing anything, because Tasha had 
came to work late. Sexysis#1: Oh well next time I will and besides I 
had a date right after. I was pissed off after my date. Blackboy26: I 
cannot believe you had sex with our boss and going to go on a date with 
him. Sexysis#1: Should I have told him no? Blackboy26: Hell no. He's 
black, single, and cute plus he's got mucho dineros, right? Sexysis#1: 
Yeah, but what about Ronald? Blackboy26: What about him? Let him go 
like he did you a few years ago. Sexysis#1: Are you sure? Blackboy26: 
Positive. Sexysis#1: I already told him I'd talk to him. Blackboy26: So 
talk and Escalade don't fuck him, okay? You've had your share of that 
for the day. Sexysis#1: Whatever. I'm out. I gotta get to work on the 
project so talk to you later, aight. Blackboy26: Alright, but remember 
don't fuck him. Sexysis#1: Alright, I won't bye. Blackboy26: Bye! I 
worked on the material project until about 3:30 when Shanti told me 
that I had a package at the front desk. When I got up to the front it 
was a dozen long stemmed roses with a card attached to it. It said: TO: 
Ms. Escalade Dotson Can't wait until dinner Don't forget something 
sexy. And keep the shower hot. Love, Brandon I took them back to my 
office and put them on my desk. I e-mail Eddie and told him to come 
down here. When he got down here, I showed him the flowers and card. 
“Oh Eddie, I'm so confused. Ronald's what I need and Brandon's what I 
want. Do I go with want or need.” I said with emotion as that of my 
drama teacher would have told me a few years back. “That's a toughly,” 
he said scratching his head, “Go on the date with Brandon and talk to 
Ronald and just think about which one you can't live without.” 
“Alright, but can I fuck Brandon again or should I want,” I asked 
laughing. “Go right ahead,” he said walking out. After Eddie left it 
was 3:59 so I grabbed my purse, coat, and left. At about 4:23 I got 
home and Ronald was wait by my door. I put on a smile and walked up to 
my door. “Hello Ronald,” I said as pleasant as I could. “Hey Escalade. 
How was work?” he said. “Fine,” I replied, “I forgot I had a date at 
7:30 but your welcome to stay until 7:00 if you'd like because I have 
to get ready at 7:00.” “It's cool. I don't mind,” he said, “ I just 
came to talk. I won't take long.” “Okay then I'll be right back,” I 
said as slipped off my heels and walked to my bedroom. “Take your 
time,” I heard him say. I slipped out of my work cloths and into a big 
t-shirt and jogging pants. I walked back to the living room he was on 
the couch wrapped in his thoughts. I broke the silence. “Would you like 
something to drink,” I said. “ No, I'm good” he said as I closed the 
cabinet with the cups in it. “Well what did you want to talk about?” I 
asked. “Why I left that day,” he said. “Oh I know why you left,” I said 
walking in the front room. “ No you don't,” he said. “Oh really, I 
don't,” I said looking at him. He was strong but meek at the same time. 
He was handsome and sweet, what more could; I want a little color? 
“Yeah you don't,” he said, “I left because I didn't want to hurt you.” 
“Hmmmmmmmmmmm.... I'm sure,” I said. “No really,” he said. “When you 
left I was hurt, but I had to move,” I replied. “ I never moved on,” he 
said. “Why didn't you call?” I asked. “I didn't want to have explain 
myself,” he said as he walked to where I was standing. “Why now?” I 
asked. “I figured out that anything you said to me could now be worst 
than not being with you,” he replied. “But you live without me for a 
long time,” I said. “Yeah but I was never complete,” he said. “Ronald 
don't try to cover up your wrong,” I said. “Escalade I'd never try to 
cover what I do wrong,” he said.  “Escalade I'd never try to cover what 
I did wrong,” he said grabbing my waist and whisper, “I love you and 
miss you.” “Ronald don't-,” I said. “Don't what? Don't love you. Don't 
miss you,” he said. “No don't mess with me thank you,” I said walking 
away. He followed me right to my room door and said,” we have 
reservations at 8.” “I'll be ready in 10 to 15 mins alright,” I said. 
“Take your time,” he said walking slowly in the room. I sat on my bed 
and started to lotion up slowly. First legs. I get through one leg 
before he was standing in front of me. I just looked up at him. Before 
I could say anything, he started lotioning my other leg slowly as to 
not forget hot I looked, smelled and felt. “What are you doing?” is 
what I started to say but he stopped me at “what are you,” with a kiss. 
I returned his kiss with another. His hands went up my towel to my 
thighs, but I stopped him. “I got to get dressed, so stop. Okay!” I 
said. “Girl that's the second time today you've told me that,” he said 
standing back up, “but if you really want me to stop, I will.” The 
truth was I didn't want to stop him, but I knew I had too, so I said, 
“Yeah I want you to stop.” And he did. He went to my closet, pulled a 
silky, low cut, black dress, and said, “Wear this for me.” “Good 
choice,” was what I said trying to lighten up the mood. He smiled and 
stepped outside of my room. I finished lotioning up and when I turned 
around and took off my towel I realized that Brandon's head was in my 
door just watching me. I turned around quickly and grabbed the towel. 
“What are you doing?” I asked. “Just watching,” he said. “Oh well 
don't,” I said. “Why?” he asked. “Ugh! Never Mind. You can watch.” And 
with that he walked in the room and stood on the wall outside of me. 
“Can you hand me my bra?” I asked timidly. He handed it to me and 
watched me put it on. I couldn't get the last snap so he walked over 
and snapped it for me. “Thank you,” I said as he put his hands around 
my chest. He slowly ran his fingers on the lace part of my bra. I was 
still bottomless so I didn't let it go any further. “Brandon were going 
to be late for dinner,” I said as he removed his hand from my bra 
knowing that was true. I finish getting dress and walk out with my 
class heels in my hand. “Let's go,” I said as he got up from the couch. 
“No, No, No.” he said. “Well why not?” I said. “Because were eating 
here,” he said.  “I ain't cooking dinner for you,” I said. “Oh no. I 
made reservation at your house. Dinner is coming to us.” He said. “What 
are you talking about?” I asked him. “It's coming to your house. We eat 
here,” he said again. “For real,” I asked. “Yeah,” he said. “Oh my god. 
No body has ever done that. Thank you,” I said exciting. “You can thank 
me later,” he said smiling. “Ring, Ring,” Went his phone. “Excuse me a 
minute,” he said answering the phone. It was 7:48. The doorbell rang. I 
got up to answer the door and when I opened it four men in uniforms 
stood in front of me. When we got our food we ate slowly as though it 
should never end – us being together I meant. When we did finish the 
waiter gave us the choices for dessert. We order the same thing. Apple 
pie a la mode. When it came to us it looked delicious and smelled the 
same way. We ate with not a lot of talking. Maybe it was because we 
were watching each other or because he was my boss. When we were almost 
done the men were packed up and ready to go. As our waiter took our 
plates. “All this was wonderful,” I said. “Anything for you,” he said. 
“Aww... your such a flirt,” I said. As we got up from the table and let 
the men out. “Goodnight,” said our waiter. “Goodnight Mr. Brown,” said 
Brandon. So the cutie ‘s name was Shawn Brown. I think he was feelin 
me. “What that food service that you use,” I asked as I closed the 
door. “Sha gourmet,” he said, “Why?” “Just wondering,” I said. He sat 
on my couch. “Did I tell you thank you for dinner?” I asked. “Yeah, but 
I want you to show me how thankful you are,” he said. “Brandon, I'm not 
that kind of girl,” I said walking to my room. He got up and followed. 
He took off his belt and started unzipping his pants and walks toward 
me. “Brandon we -,” I started to say but he pushed me on my bed. He 
climbed on top of me and started kissing me. First, my cheeks and lips, 
then he slipped off my dress and my bra. “You looked good with it on 
but it was time for it to come off,” he said. “Ring, Ring,” went the 
doorbell. “They'll go away,” he said unsnapping my bra. “Yeah but it 
could be important,” I said as he took off my bra and started playing 
with my nipples. “Yeah your right,” I said as I pulled off his shirt 
and kiss him all the way down to his dick. I started to come up but he 
kept motioning for me to keep going down so I did. I knew what he 
wanted me to do so I did. He loved it. He kept saying “more, more. 
Don't stop,” so I didn't. After sometime he pushed me ward. He pushed 
me up to my headboard. He crawled up in my thighs. As he crawled in 
between my thighs, I felt that Brandon was the one for me. But do I 
tell Ronald? Did Brandon feel the same? Was this just a fling or more? 
I decide to do something that I don't usually do. Let him stay the 
night. I think we will need to talk about a few things. My brain was 
racing and it wasn't enough time to think about everything in a short 
time, I had to think. His hot and sexy body was on top of mine. I knew 
what was coming next. I closed my eyes and felt the impulse to scream. 
So I did. I screamed as loud as I could. It made and echo. I knew my 
neighbors had heard, so I made and effort not to scream as loud. After 
a lot more screaming and for a lot more hours. He rolled over, laid 
back and took a breathe. He said “Dang girl.” I could tell he wanted to 
say something else but didn't. My body was ringing. I loved it. I 
looked at him and I knew what he wanted to say. I looked at the clock 
behind him sitting on the stand, it said 2:38 am. He had lasted 5 hours 
or so and every minute made me want more. When I woke up that morning 
he was still sleep wrapped around me. I gently lifted his hand from 
around my waist. I got up, got dressed and walked in the kitchen and 
started making breakfast. “Morning baby,” he said as I put his plate on 
the table. “Morning. How did you sleep?” I asked. “Great, with you next 
to me why wouldn't I sleep good.” “That was corny. But it was cute.” “I 
meant it” “Yeah sure” “I did. I love you. I really do. I want you to 
marry me.” “Excuse me, did you just ask me to marry you?” “Yeah. So 
what is your answer.” I sat down at the table. I can't marry him. I 
don't love him. I mean I can't. I won't It can't go down like this. He 
broke the silence, “I didn't mean to surprise you like that. I'm sorry. 
Escalade say something” “I have to go,” I replied and walked out the 
door. He stood in the kitchen just looking at me leave. I started 
walking. I don't know where I went until I stood in front of Eddie's 
apartment. I walked up to his door and knocked. “Hi ... Tasha. Uh is 
Eddie home?” “No. What's the matter?” “Well, um ... Brandon ... um 
proposed to me.” “Oh my god. Wait your boss?” “Yeah. Well he has ... um 
... always wanted to ... um ... go out with me so we did.' “I'm sorry. 
Escalade will you come in?” “Yeah sure” I walked in and sat down on a 
couch. “So tell me what happened, Escalade.” “Okay. Well...” I 
explained the situation to Tasha. She listened carefully. When I was 
finished, she said nothing. After a minute of silence she broke it and 
said “well. That is a ... um... shame.” “What”? “You don't see what 
everyone else sees.” “What?” “Well, Eddie told me what happened between 
Ronald and you. And I think it's a shame. Brandon seems like a good man 
but you don't love him so take him out of the mix. And Ronald made a 
mistake. He is back and he loves you. The question is do you love him?” 
“Tasha, I don't know if I can.” “Well' maybe you should try.” “Maybe. 
Thanks Tasha. I guess I should be getting back. I got a lot of thinking 
to do.” “Already. I'll see you later then.” I left and started walking 
back home. Ronald hurt me bad. I think – I don't know if I can forgive 
him. Tasha said try. I guess I can try. I have to tell Brandon the 
truth. I just hope it's not to late to make things right. When I got 
home, Brandon was gone. He left me a note. I read it: Escalade, I love 
you. By the time you get this, I'll be gone. I am sorry I bothered you. 
You don't feel the way I do about you. I know that now. Let's not make 
it awkward at work. I'll never forget how much of an impact you made on 
me. Love, Brandon That was it. He was gone and I felt like a 500 lb. 
Weight had been lifted off me. I miss his company. I was alone. I hated 
being alone. That's how this all happened. Me feeling alone. I know 
that I should get on but I feel like I owe him something. Ronald showed 
up about two hours after I got home. We talked. We laughed. I mean it 
was the best feeling I had in a long time. We made up and I forgave 
him. I had to be honest with myself. I was tired of all this mess. I 
hated being in a love triangle. 


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