On Sight

As Jordan was finishing up his verse in the recording booth, he saw from the corner of his eye a girl walk in. Wait scratch that. A whole woman. She was about 5'6. A nice frame he could tell even though she was covered up. Black slacks, comfortable shoes. Plain black blouse with a oversized black sweater. Looks like she came to the studio from work. Hmm. Never seen her here before. He thought. Usually only lil groupie type hoes be here. Tryna be seen. Or f**k up on some nigga they think got a lil clout. So they can be attached to a known name. A hood celebrity. He could tell she wasn't looking for attention. Really hiding herself in those plain black clothes and prescription frame glasses. Most niggas would probably just overlook her. And that was what how she wanted it anyway. To move through life without being bothered with fake attention from fake people. She would have gotten away from him too, if it hadn't been for her beautiful chocolate brown skin. It was radiant. Honestly, Jordan never had a preference of skin tone when it came to women. As long as the head was wet and sloppy , and they knew how to move around after he nutted, he didn't care what color they were. But she caught his attention without even trying. Her body said f**k me. He wanted to oil her up with baby oil. Making her skin glisten. And slide his d**k all on her pretty skin. The thought got his d**k hard and he hadn't even seen her face up close yet. As Jass walked into the studio. She noticed his tall sexy ass. But averted her eyes not looking to long. She had been in plenty of studios and had met plenty of fine ass rappers. Hell, just fine niggas period. But she was never fazed by them. Only paying them attention if they actually had talent. And even then it was too work with them or just to appreciate their music. But damn he was fine as hell. She thought as he made his way out of the booth. Tall, athletic build, sexy red bone and oh so handsome. Even his lil braids in his hair were cute. She noticed him looking at her. She didn't look long enough to decipher any meaning in his gaze. And she didn't want him to find any meaning in her eyes. Besides he was fine, but she could tell he was young. Not like teenage, but younger than her. He looked like the type to f**k a different hoe every night. Then go hug the block. Just a young thug. Breezing through life one hoe at a time. Or maybe 2 or 3 at once. Who knew? She wasn't interested in finding out though. So Ace yall done for now? Is it my turn now? She asked not impatiently, but excitedly. What you say my nigga? You good for now or you got some more in you? Ace asked Jordan. Naw I'm straight. Jordan had planned on working on some other songs, but being so close to her he caught her excited vibe and became very interested in what was gonna come out of that pretty mouth. Now up close he could see her facial features and sexy body better. She had a such a pretty face. And a curvy natural body. She looked firm but soft at the same time. He wanted to touch her right then. Grab her close to him and lick every inch of that chocolate skin. Wait, you tripping nigga. He would never put his lips on nann hoe. He wouldn't even kiss a b***h on the cheek. He wasn't conceited. These hoes were just low value. He had f****d some of the baddest bitches. But never felt the attraction he was feeling for her. Even all covered up like she was, he could see the curve of her luscious breast and the way her hips flared out into thick thighs. But in a natural way. No overly sized unnatural ass. It poked out enough. But it flared out just like her hips. The perfect ass to bend over and still see all that fat p***y. And he knew hers had to be juicy. So juicy he could imagine eating her. He was gon make her c*m in his mouth. He wondered if she creamed or squirted. Soon a beat begin to play that brought him out of his nasty thoughts. He realized he had been staring at her this whole time. Luckily, she didn't notice because after their initial introduction, she didn't look his way again. Good, he liked a challenge. But he knew in time she would submit to him. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. K Ace I've practiced this song alot, so I'm ready to go straight in the booth. She spoke with a serious tone and a focused expression. Please God don't let her be a trash and f**k up my fantasy he prayed. But when she began singing it felt as if his whole body was being seduced by her voice. Her voice came out so melodic and sensual. It wasn't a high pitch pop voice that would need to be overly autotuned like T-Pain when he first came out. But a deep, rich voice filled with emotions from her soul. He stared intensely at her, listening to her every word. His body seemed to feel the vibration of her voice. Or was that just the bass. But he knew it was actually the beating of his own heart he was feeling. Sprung to life by the sounds coming from her pretty lips. He knew he was f****d. He had fallen for this woman On Sight. She mines. Even if she didn't know it yet.