A text from Mr. Blackwood

“I am just going to hear him out, he said please and asked nicely.” I chuckled over the phone as I sat in front of the mirror, my reflection staring back at me with a mixture of excitement and dread.

I was on the phone with my crazy friend Jennifer, I had just informed her that I was going on a date or a meeting if it makes it sounds better, with Jimmy. She doesn’t seem too happy about that.

“What do you mean to hear him out? I know you too well, Ann. We both know how this is going to end, he will sweet talk you into forgiving him and once again he is back in your pants.” She complained.

“You are right, but that is not so bad, he said he was sorry and I think he is sincere, he regrets his actions so maybe I should just forgive him and take him back, at least now he would try to make it up to me for the rest of our relationship, giving me the upper hand here.” I replied

I was dressed in a sexy black gown, the fabric clinging to my curves in a way that made me feel powerful yet vulnerab