Antoinette’s Valentine
A story
By
Marvlous Harrison
Copyright 2009 by Marvlous Harrison
Antoinette’s Valentine
“Damn…I need to hurry the hell up,” Antoinette said worried as she stood in the mirror applying the finishing touches to her make up. She had a date tonight, but it wasn’t just any date. It was a date with her off again, on again lover Jason. They had been seeing each other for nearly a year, but have broken up at least four times in the course of that year mostly due to his constant indiscretions. But tonight was different. It was Valentine’s day and Jason had gave her his solemn word that he would change. He was going to prove it tonight.
After Antoinette finished with her make up she grabbed her large, black leather Coach bag, which matched her black leather, Nine West boots, and made sure she it had everything she needed inside. Her sexy, red teddy, her perfume, deodorant, and an extra pair of panties, because the thong she was wearing now was not going to be able to make it for the return trip home.
As she rushed around her Harlem apartment the telephone rang. “Hello?” Antoinette said answering it.
“Hey baby, it’s me,” Jason said at the sound of her voice.
“Jason? Where are you? I’ve been waiting all night,” Antoinette told him.
“I’m down stairs waiting for you. I’m parked right in front of your building,” Jason reassured her. “Now hurry up and come down stairs so I can see how sexy you look.”
“Okay. I’ll be right down,” Antoinette said blushing. She hung up the telephone, grabbed her Coach bag, threw on her black trench coat, tying the belt around her waist as she headed out the door.
When Antoinette walked out her building she saw Jason’s all black, late model Acura waiting in front of her building. She smiled to herself happy to see his car. She stepped of the curb and as she neared the sedan the back door on the passenger side opened. This struck her as odd for a brief second, but when she saw Jason’s soft brown face sitting in the back seat flashing a huge smile, she quickly got in the back seat with him. “Jason, what’s going on?” she asked as she settled in beside him.
“Nothing. I thought I’d make tonight special so I got my brother to be our chauffer for the night,” Jason said grinning from ear to ear. He just knew the move score a lot of “cool” points for him.
“Okay.” Antoinette figured he was just living up to his promise to be a better boyfriend. “So, where we going?”
“I thought we’d start the night off with a nice ride,” Jason answered as the Acura rolled away from Antoinette’s building. “You want something to drink?” he asked as he removed a bottle of Moet Red Star from a cool bag sitting on the floor of the sedan. It was cheesy, but he was trying his best with a limited budget.
“Sure, that’s if it don’t spill while we moving.”
“Don’t worry, it won’t,” Jason assured her waiting for the Acura to stop at a red light before pouring her a glass champagne in the plastic flutes he had. “Here you go,” he said handing her a flute before the car pulled off again.
Antoinette sipped the champagne slowly, making sure not spill any on herself. The champagne was chilled and tasted good, but she preferred hers with a slice of strawberry. It gave it an exotic taste.
“I know you like strawberries, but I didn’t have time to pick any up from the supermarket,” Jason told her with a smile as if he had read her mind.
“It’s okay,” she replied. They sat there in the back of the Acura sipping champagne, talking in a hushed voice so Jason’s brother wouldn’t hear the intimacy between them as the city blocks rolled pass.
“Yo Jay, we hear,” Jason’s brother told him, interrupting up their conversation, as the Acura came to a stop.
Antoinette peered through the dark tinted window on the Acura and with a confused looked she asked him, “What are we doing at Central Park?”
“Taking a ride,” Jason answered with a smirk as he grabbed the remainder of the Moet and their glasses. “Come on,” he said as he stepped out the car.
Antoinette took one look around as she got out the car and then it hit her. Jason brought her to Central Park for a horse and carriage ride. “Oh Jason!” she said ecstatic as she threw her arms around his neck giving him a tight hug.
“I thought you would like it,” Jason said grinning from ear to ear knowing he did right. “I remember all the times you complained about living in Harlem all your life and never going on a carriage ride through the park.”
“I do…oh I do!” she said happily.
“Good. Now, come on before some body beat us to the last carriage,” he said taking her by the hand and leading her to an all white carriage being pulled by an all white stud. The horse wasn’t as beautiful as the ones on television, but it was pretty none the less.
“I’d like a ride through the park,” Jason told the man behind the reins of the carriage.
“It’s $30 for a twenty minute ride and $45 for an forty minute ride. The forty minute ride takes you around the whole park,” the carriage handler told him with a smug New York City attitude.
“We’ll take the forty minute ride,” Jason said proudly.
“Well hop on up,” the carriage handler told them as he stepped down to give Antoinette a hand.
With in minutes they were on their way at a steady gallop riding through Central Park. The crisp February air gave them both a chill, especially Antoinette since wasn’t prepared for the night air. But she didn’t care. Cold air in all she was going to take that carriage ride with no complaints and love it.
As they went deeper into the park Jason wrapped his arm around Antoinette as she snuggled up underneath him. He made her feel safe. They talked and kissed, making plans for their future together. He promised to be faithful and she promised to love and support him for ever.
“I think I’m tipsy,” Antoinette confessed in a hushed voice. The champagne was beginning to get to her.
“If you had too much to drink we can always go back to my place,” Jason told her.
“What? No!” she said stubbornly. “This is like the date of a life time. Why would I wanna go home?”
“I’m just saying. You know, I don’t want you throwing up in the carriage,” Jason teased.
“I’m not gonna throw up. I was just telling you how I felt.”
“So that means you horny, huh?” Jason asked messing with her.
“No not yet, but you know how alcohol get me,” she said flirtatiously.
“That I do,” Jason said as he gave her another kiss more passionate than the last. “What you got up under this trench coat?” he whispered in her ear playfully.
“A nice dress. Why?”
“I was just asking because it’s Valentine’s day and all so I thought you had on something special for me up under there.”
“I got something special for you, but I’ma have to put it on later,” Antoinette flirted.
“Oh yeah? What you got?” Jason asked as the carriage came to a stop.
“I got a nice little…”
“That’s the end of the tour,” the carriage driver told them breaking up their intimate conversation.
“This our stop,” Jason said. He helped her out the carriage and into his waiting Acura. “Yo, take us to Little Italy,” he told his brother who waiting patiently behind the steering wheel.
“No problem,” his brother replied as he started the car and pulled off.
“Italian?” Antoinette asked impressed.
“Yup, so I hope you hungry.” He knew she not only liked Italian food, but loved veal parmesan.
“I am, a little,” Antoinette replied impressed.
“Good because the spot we going to have the best veal parmesan in the city,” Jason bragged.
“Veal parmesan? Wow. You pulling out all the stops tonight, huh?” Antoinette teased.
“Yup. I want tonight to be perfect. I figured if I make you happy you’ll make me happy.”
Antoinette smiled at the comment. “A horse ride through Central Park and Italian dinner. You have to do something really stupid to mess tonight up.”
“Lucky for me I don’t plan on doing anything stupid then,” Jason joked.
Fifteen minutes after leaving Central Park they were pulling up in front of Johnny’s, the famous east Harlem eatery known for attracting famous people. Antoinette’s face lit up when she saw it. She always wanted to eat there, but she knew it was would be nearly impossible to get a table if she wasn’t somebody important. “Jason!” was all she could say as she stood in front of the restaurant.
“What’s the problem?” he asked teasing her.
“Nothing. It’s just that I been wanting to eat here for the longest,” she gushed.
“I know,” he replied cocky as she looked at him in disbelief. “See you think I don’t be listening when you talk, but I do.”
“I don’t believe you. Somebody had to tell you! Who was it? Was it Crystal?” she asked as they walked in the restaurant.
“Nobody told me nothing. I told you I be listening,” he told her.
“Yeah right.”
“What ever. You need to have more faith in me,” Jason said as they approached the manager, who was seating guests.
“Jason, my brother, how you doing tonight?” the manager asked happy to see Jason.
“I’m doing good. How you?” Jason replied shaking the manager’s hand.
“I’m fine, the family’s fine so I can’t complain,” the manager replied. The manager took one look at Antoinette and asked, “and this must be the lovely Antoinette that I’ve heard so much about. How are you my dear?”
“I’m fine, thank you,” Antoinette replied blushing. ‘So, he been talking about me to his friends,’ she thought as she shook the manager’s hand.
“What’s up Manny? Tell me you got me,” Jason said.
“Of course I got you. You my man, I always got you!” Manny said as he grabbed two menu. “Right this way, follow me.”
Manny led them to a secluded table in the back of the restaurant. The table was close to the kitchen, but neither of them mind. “Here’s your menus. If you want something that’s not on the menu, you just let me know. I’ll see what I can do,” Manny told them.
“No need to go through all the trouble Manny. We already know what we want. She’ll have the veal parmesan and I’ll have the same thing, but I want chicken,” Jason told him with out opening the menus. “And a bottle of champagne.”
“I see you got him trained very well. That’s a good start with this one,” Manny joked at Jason’s expense.
“It was hard, but he fell in line fast,” Antoinette joked back.
“Aight you two, y’all don’t have to talk about me while I’m sitting here,” Jason joked too.
“Better in front of you than behind your back,” Manny joked. “Listen, let me get back to work before these people start complaining. I’m going to put your order in so you don’t have to wait too long and I’ll have the waiter bring you your champagne.”
“Aight, and thanks again Manny,” Jason said graciously.
“No problem,” Manny replied before leaving the couple.
“So that’s how you managed to get a table on one of the most busiest days of the year. You know the manager,” Antoinette teased.
“Me and Manny went to school together most of our life. We grew up together too,” Jason explained.
“I have to make sure to be nice to him so I can come back in the future.”
“Here’s your champagne,” the waiter told them as he walked up to their table.
“Crystal…wow,” Antoinette said impressed.
“Thanks,” Jason said as the waiter sat the ice filled bucket and bottle of champagne on the table. He knew Manny was hooking him up so he didn’t say anything.
“You food should be here shortly. If you need anything, just let me know,” the waiter told them before disappearing from the table.
Just as the waiter promised, Jason and Antoinette’s food was arriving at their table ten minutes later. They ate the deliciously prepared parmesan, chicken, and veal, while they enjoyed glass after glass of champagne getting closer and closer to inebriation. They flirted with each other, occasionally sharing an erotic conversation, as the candle on their table flickered causing Antoinette’s skin to glow.
Jason reached across the table and swept Antoinette’s hair from her face. “There, now that’s better.”
Antoinette blushed. “I’m really enjoying myself tonight.”
“Me too. But it get’s better,” he told her.
“How’s that?”
“Because, when we leave here we’re going to go back to my place and see how long it’s gonna take for us to pass out. I got some candles around the house. I’ma light them and we just gonna sit back and do us in private,” he explained to her as they stared in each other’s eyes.
“You just trying to see what I got in my bag,” Antoinette blushed.
“You can show it to me, but it don’t make a difference. As soon as you put it on I’m getting you up outta it.”
“It snaps at the bottom so I don’t have to take it off. At least not in the beginning.”
“Nah, that’s gonna have to come off. I got a lot planned and it’s only gonna get in the way,” Jason told her as he stroked her hair.
“Well, what ever you got planned, I’m down,” Antoinette said a willing participant.
“So, why don’t we get outta here now while the night still young.”
“Okay,” Antoinette replied. Jason signaled for the waiter, asked for the check, which was much cheaper than it should have been, and paid it.
As they left the restaurant they made sure to say good night to Manny. He promised to always have a waiting table for Antoinette when ever she came. Jason promised to make it up to him. They then got in the Acura and Jason’s brother drove them back to Jason’s apartment, which was in the Bronx. As they rode in the back seat, they kissed passionately, which only increased their yearning for each other.
Jason kissed her neck and fondled her breast as her head rolled back in ecstasy. Her neck was her weak spot and Jason knew it. “You like that baby?” he asked as between kisses.
“Yes,” Antoinette answered in a low, husky voice. There was no doubt she was fully aroused, and if Jason’s brother wasn’t in the car they probably wouldn’t had made it to his apartment. “Ooh, Jason,” she murmured as he pulled one of her breast out and began sucking on it. All the champagne she had drank through out the night had kicked in. She was rubbing on his bald head in heaven from his lips. She was a sucker for a man with a bald head for some reason.
“Mmm…you gonna let me suck this too?” he asked in a low voice as his hand traveled up her skirt to her moist vagina.
Antoinette lost it once she felt his fingers touch her inner thighs before pulling her damp thong to the side. “You can suck what ever you want.”
He was about to penetrate her with his finger when he felt the car stop. “Jay, we here,” his brother told him from the driver’s seat. He was trying to see what was going on through the rear view mirror, but it was hard due to the darkness and him having to keep an eye on the street.
“Aight,” Jason replied as he pulled himself away from Antoinette. He let out a loud sigh. “You ready to go up stairs?” he asked her.
“Yes,” Antoinette said embarrassed when she caught a glimpse of Jason’s brother watching her in the mirror. She fixed her dress and tied her trench coat tightly so the night air wouldn’t penetrate it.
“Aight, come on,” he said opening the car door and leading Antoinette out the car by the hand. “Good looking out little bro. Go do you, just make sure you have my car back by the time I get off work tomorrow,” Jason told his brother as he gave him daps.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be back,” Jason’s brother reassured him. He glanced behind Jason to Antoinette then said, “Y’all love birds have a fun night.”
“Aight yo,” Jason said before walking away with Antoinette holding his hand. She stutter stepped for a brief second before catching her balance. “You aight baby?” Jason asked her.
“I tripped, but I’m good.”
“You good? Shit, it look like you a little drunk,” Jason teased as they entered his building.
“Maybe a little tipsy, but I’m not drunk,” she half admitted. But Jason was right; Antoinette was drunk.
Jason and Antoinette wasted no time. As soon as they got inside Jason’s apartment they began kissing heatedly. He tugged at her trench coat, forcing it to open, and drop to the floor. He kissed and sucked on her neck as he worked on her dress next. Frustrated with more straps to undo he snatched at it causing it to tear. The first jerk got Antoinette’s attention. She wanted to tell him to stop because it was her favorite dress, but the excitement of him actually ripping her clothes of her told her to keep her mouth shut. She looked at him with lust in the eyes. This only made Jason hungrier. He grabbed a handful of her dress and tore at it like wrapping paper on a Christmas gift. The last yank not only tore the dress clean off, but also caused her to have a mini orgasm. She was loving it.
Caught up in the moment, Antoinette did the same. She snatched at his black Sean Jean button up shirt, causing the silver buttons to explode all over the floor. Jason didn’t care though, if it helped him get inside her faster he was game. With a hand full of breast, he began sucking on her body as he fell to his knees in front of her. He left a trail of wet, sloppy kisses down her neck leading all the way down to her thigh. He glanced up in her eyes and with wicked smile he said, “lift your leg up.”
“Huh?” Antoinette asked confused. She barely heard a word he said since she was somewhere between heaven and earth.
“I said lift your leg up,” he repeated as he guided her foot off the floor. Antoinette held on to his broad shoulder for balance as he began kissing her again. This time he kissed her from the knee down. When he got to her foot he kissed it gently before he took her big toe into his mouth.
This drove Antoinette crazy. He had never sucked her toes before and it had been years since anyone sucked her toes. “Ooh Jason,” she let out in ecstasy as she gripped his shoulder tighter. There was no doubt her nails were breaking his skin.
Jason lift her foot higher, kissing the ball of her foot before working his way back up. When he made it back up to her knee, he took his time sucking and kissing on it knowing it was another one of her weak spots. He glanced up at her again, smiling again knowing he was giving her what she wanted. He then began kissing his way back up her body again. He stopped at her upper thigh millimeters away from her vagina. Her clit was so aroused it poked out from the rest of her personal parts. He flicked it with his tongue causing her body to jerk. He did this twice before sticking his long tongue between her vaginal lips. He knew he wouldn’t be able to penetrate her with his tongue from this angle, but he didn’t care. He just wanted to taste her.
Antoinette, lost in her own little world as Jason kept running his tongue across her clit, was moaning in a low husky voice as she rubbed her breast and pinched her nipples. She had long let go of his shoulder relying on him to make sure she didn’t fall. “Oh god, Jason,“ she moaned as she used her free hand to hold on to his bald head pushing his face deeper between her legs. “Baby, I need you.”
“I need you too,” Jason confessed as he took her leg from his shoulder and stood up. Standing in front of her, he unbuckled his pants, letting them hit the floor along with his silk boxers, which he had worn just for her.
Feeling his hard penis pressing against her lower stomach drove her crazy. She wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on her toes and began kissing him. She could smell her scent on his lips, and even though she was bi-sexual, this aroused her more.
Enthralled in a deep kiss, Jason wrapped his arms around her waist and in a second was lifting Antoinette off her feet. Antoinette was elated. She loved when a man showed his power. “You gonna gimme a piggy back ride?” she asked playfully in as they stared in each other’s eyes.
“Something like that,” Jason replied as he tried to guide his penis inside her dripping wet vagina. If it wasn’t for his thickness he probably wouldn’t entered her with no problem, but instead the head of his penis poked and pressed against her vaginal slit trying it’s best to get inside her.
“Jason…we should get a condom,” she said in a lust fill voice. She was craving for the touch of his skin, but she still had safety on her mind.
“Fuck a condom,” Jason said honestly. He wanted her bare just as bad she did.
“But I don’t wanna get…”
“What pregnant?” Jason asked finishing her sentence for her. He knew one of Antoinette’s biggest fears was giving birth to a baby before she was married.
She shook her head yes on the edge of his penis and tight in his arms.
“I thought you wanted to be my wife?” he asked her.
“Jason, please…don’t say something you don’t mean,” Antoinette said as her eyes began to water.
“I mean it. I was going to propose to you tonight, but I left the ring here by mistake. I have it in my room. So will you please marry me?” Jason asked as his eyes too began to water.
“Yes Jason, yes!” she said happily.
Jason stuck his tongue in her mouth over filled with joy as he walked her over to the nearest wall. He pressed her against it as they kissed. He used one of his hands to guide himself inside her.
Once the head of his penis penetrated her, Antoinette gasped for air like a strong wind was stealing her breath. “Oh god Jason!” she let out as he went deeper inside her. They had only had unprotected sex once and even though it felt like heaven she was always scared to do it again.
“You like that baby?” he asked as he began pumping, knocking her back against the wall, shaking the pictured and speakers attached to it.
“Yes baby, yes!” she screamed as she came. It had been a long time since she came so fast, but most of the time when she had came fast it was Jason’s doing.
Jason pumped deeper and stronger giving her the stiff feeling she craved, but at the same time trying not to hurt her. He had a long night planned for her and he didn’t want to do anything to impede his plans.
“You really have a ring for me?” she asked as moved in and out of her. She believed him, but didn’t believe him at the same time. Not that Jason would play games with her feelings in that way, but she was too emotionally unstable for it to be a lie.
“Yeah…a three carat pear shaped, diamond. I bought last week,” he said between strokes.
“What?!” she asked surprised. She assumed he had gotten her something much smaller than three carats. “When can I see it?” she asked impatient.
“As soon as I cum,” he told her.
“Well, then come on baby…bust that nut!” she said ecstatic trying to egg him on. “You gonna let me cum in you?” he asked as he stroked faster and harder trying to have an orgasm and not drop her at the same time.
Antoinette heard him, but was afraid to answer. She wanted him to and what better time for him to do it. They was having some of the best sex of they ever had, Jason had not only gave her the best night of her life, but he also proposed to her.
“Baby…can I?”
“Yes, but wait…I wanna cum wit you,” she finally agreed. “Hit it harder!” she ordered him.
Jason adjusted his grip, making sure her ass was still secure in his now sweaty hands, and began pounding her, testing the wall’s sturdiness.
“Oh shit…Jason!” she screamed as she got closer to heaven. She dug her nails in his back as she kissed him using his mouth to stifle her screams. She felt his penis jerk inside her, with excitement and anticipation building up inside her to feel his warm sperm to shoot inside her.
“Oh shit…Nette!” Jason screamed calling her by his pet name for her.
“Yes Jason, yes!” she screamed as she felt her orgasm building. When it flet like she was about to pop she heard the telephone ringing. She ignore it. She wanted to cum too, but she couldn’t help, but get distracted thinking it was some other female calling to wish him a happy Valentine’s day. “Jason…please don’t stop!” she pleaded.
“Don’t worry baby, I’m not,” Jason assured her as he kept going.
When the telephone kept ringing it became an even bigger distraction for her. “the fucking phone won’t stop ringing,” she said aggravated.
“Fuck that phone!” Jason told her as he banged harder.
She tried to and just when she thought she wouldn’t be able to cum it stopped ringing. “Good,” she said with her back into the game.
“that’s it Jason…I’m cumming…right…now!” she screamed moments later. As her orgasm reached it’s zenith the telephone began ringing again.
“Fuck!” she cursed pissed off. “Why the fuck people calling now!”
“Fuck that phone,” Jason cursed now aggravated himself.
“No…get it…it could be important,” Antoinette told him totally out of it. She came, but not like she would have if it wasn’t for the telephone.
“Fuck that shit…if you wanna know who it is then you answer it,” he told her frustrated.
“Then put me down,” she said.
Pissed off, Jason lowered her down as he eased his penis from her. She noticed he was still just as hard as when they started and wondered was it really worth it to answer the telephone. ‘Fuck that, it could be some bitch. They not getting my ring,’ Antoinette thought as she strutted her bare naked body across the room to the telephone.
“Hello?” she asked.
“Hey, it‘s me…you up?” she heard a faint voice asking. The voice sounded familiar, but couldn’t place it. “Nette…it’s me, Jason,” the male caller said jarring her awake.
Antoinette looked around the room confused as hell. “Jason?” she asked shocked. In an instant the living room they were having sex in disappeared. Antoinette was laying in her bed fully dress as if she was expecting company. She glanced at the clock and saw it was two in the morning. She must have been dreaming. She had to be, but it seemed so real.
“Yeah it’s me…you was sleeping?” Jason asked from the other end of the telephone.
“Yeah,” Antoinette answered as she got her bearings together. That’s when it hit her, she was suppose to meet Jason for a Valentine’s dinner. She must have fallen asleep waiting for him. “where are you; it‘s two in the morning,” she asked him as her anger began to rise inside her.
“Listen, I got caught up in something. I’m wit my brother, but I’ll be there soon,” Jason told her.
She knew he was lying. It wasn’t the first time he had so called left her waiting while he was with his brother, supposedly. But she had enough. “You know what Jason, fuck you. Don’t come at all and don’t call me again!” she spat in the telephone before slamming it down on the receiver. How dare he stand her up on Valentine’s Day out of all days. She looked around her bedroom and saw her coat and shoes sat out. Then she looked down at the dress she had ran out and bought specially for him. She felt like a fool. She should have known it was all a dream when Jason asked her to marry him. Jason would have never done nothing like that, he was too selfish. “Fucking asshole!” she cursed.
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