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Lessons for the Lover

Lessons For The Lover

Friday, January 11th, 2013

Lessons For The Lover

 A Usher Fiction Story

Written by Syreeta (@Only1ME_Syreeta)

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“Okay so he’ll be coming in town tonight and he’ll be here after he gets settled. You’re not going to be here right?”


“No I won’t be here. I’m staying at my mom’s tonight.”


“Good. Thanks girl.”


“So you’re really going to tell him Tiff?”


“Yes! I have to. I don’t want no skeletons coming out of the closet and him finding this out from someone else. It’s been long enough and each time he leaves and comes back I pray to God that he didn’t find out anything.”


“From who Tiffany? That‘s your private business. You two don‘t have the same circle of friends, so how would he know?”


“I really don’t know how he would find out, but I just want it to come from me.”


“I think it’s pointless to say anything, but if you feel the need to say something then by all means.”


“Morgan you’ve been in my life a very long time. You should know by now I do what I want to do regardless of what you have to say about it. I want it to come from me.”


“But things have been going so well. Why mess it up now? Besides Tiff you let her go. You have your life now and she has a new one. Are you sure this is serious enough for you to divulge this to him?”


“I’m as sure as I’m gonna be. To be honest I really don’t know how he’s gonna feel about it. I’ve tried to feel him out a few times by mentioning little things when he talks about his kids, but he was really hard to gage.”


“Well if I was you I would keep my mouth shut until we were walking down the aisle. You could be telling him something that he really doesn‘t need to know. Haven’t you heard the saying what you don’t know won’t hurt you? I believe in that big time.”


“Oh really? So I guess you feel that way when it comes to keeping things from me then huh?”


“Of course. You can’t say you’ve been hurt by anything that I’ve done if you don’t know now can you?”


“So what have you done Morgan?”




“You’re lying but it’s all good. We don’t need to rehash history anyway.”


“My point exactly. It’s in the past which is why you shouldn’t say anything to Usher about yours.”


“This is different Morgan. My past could kick me in the ass. It’s not like it’s out of mind just because it’s out of sight and just because it’s out of sight doesn’t mean that it’s gone. I really care about him and I don’t want to lose him especially now that I know he cares for me too.”


“How do you really know that Tiff? He’s a celebrity around tons of women all the time. He could be cheating on you and you don’t even know it. Yet you’re willing to give him this information about you that is so personal. I just hope you know what you’re doing.”


“I do, believe me it’s time.”


“Good luck! I’m gonna go pack my things for tonight and then I’ll be going. I was going to stick around until he got here. I’d love to see him before he‘s no longer in a good mood.”


“Thanks for the confidence best friend.”


“Sure! Anytime.”


Morgan went up the steps to get prepared to leave for the night. I was looking forward to my evening with Usher. I kind of was thinking he was going to be okay with my past because he seems like he‘ll understand. I just hope I’m right. That’s what drew me to him once I got to know him in the first place. His warmth and kindheartedness. It just shined through immediately. I met Usher on an airplane. He was in first class trying to look disguised. I thought it was funny since it didn’t seem like he tried very hard. I spotted him as I was walking back to my seat. I actually caught his eye. When we made eye contact I smiled. He did the same. I could still feel his eyes staring at me as I walked by. He got the flight attendant to pass me a note after I was seated. I didn’t know what she was handing me, but once I read it I was pleasantly surprised. The seat beside him just happened to be vacant so he asked if I wanted to join him up in first class. I was wondering why the flight attendant didn’t leave from my seat and go on her way. She was waiting to see what I was going to do. When she noticed I was done reading she asked me would I be moving. I stood up and was about to grab my carry on, but she asked me did I really think I was going to need it. I guess because I was going to be in the company of Usher Raymond. She told me it would be fine where it was stored and to go get seated, so I left it. I walked up to where he was and the first thing I noticed was him staring as I entered the cabin. I’m sure he was checking to see if I was going to make an appearance. He got up and smiled as he allowed me to slide in. Then he introduced himself as if I didn’t already know who he was. I told him my name and we sat there and talked the whole five hour flight. Since we were arriving in the same state which was New York he offered to take me out for lunch one day while he was in town. I’ve been fortunate to be graced with his presence ever since which has been almost a year and a half, but our time together of course has been sporadic, but always special.





I got up off the couch and looked out the window. He was here. I got so excited. I checked the mirror real quick to make sure my lips were popping. Gave a quick pucker and then watched him through the peek hole as he approached. I opened the door right up before he had a chance to put his hand on the knob. He was startled. I nearly smothered him as I kissed him in the doorway. Then he came in.


“Now that’s what I’m talking bout. To come back to this after the day I’ve had…I’ll take it.” I shut the door and followed behind Usher as he went and sat on the couch. I sat beside him. He looked worn out. “Man I’m tired. I had a bad flight. Then I almost had a problem with my hotel reservation. I swear if I had a problem with one more thing I was gonna hurt somebody.”


That definitely wasn’t what I wanted to hear, but my mind was made up and I was going to tell him.


“What happened with your room?”


“They tried to say I ain’t have one, but it’s all good now; not even worth discussing.”


“Have you ate?”


“I had a little something, but my real appetite is for you,” he said pulling me on top of him. “I just want to make love to you and then hold you in my arms till morning. How you feel about me doing that?” I looked him in the eyes knowing that I had to tell him about my past, but before I did I took my hand and ran it through his curly hair. I was so happy to see him. I missed him. Then I leaned into him for another kiss. I kept my eyes on him once we stopped kissing.” He laughed a little.


“Why you staring at me like that?” I got serious.


“I have something to tell you and I’m not sure how you’re going to feel about it once you know.” His smile vanished. It was replaced with wonder and curiosity.


“Hold up. If you about to tell me something bout another nigga you might as well stop talking…just stop.”


“It’s not about another guy Usher.” His demeanor changed. He palmed my ass and sucked my lips. My heart just melted. His voice became a whisper.


“Do we have to get into this right now?” I almost allowed him to distract me.


“Yes we do. I wouldn’t want to talk to you about it if it wasn’t important.” Then he smiled again being flirty.


“Are you sure?”


“I’m sure. Look stop smiling this is serious and it’s really hard for me to say this to you.”


“Okay I’m sorry. See I gotta straight face now. I‘m listening.” He gave me all of his attention. I sat there on his lap, looked him straight in his face and told him.


“I just felt like you should know that I have a daughter.” His eyes nearly popped out his head and they practically dropped to the floor.


“You have a child and you just now telling me this?”


“I know.” He sat me on the couch and stood up to walk away and create some space between us. He ran both hands down his face then looked at me.


“Tiffany I’ve been seeing you for over a year and not once have you mentioned you’re a mother. Why are you just now telling me this?”


“Because I felt like we were serious enough for you to know now.” He got angrier.


“I talk to you about my kids all the time. We even discussed you meeting my boys and you still couldn’t tell me you had a daughter?”


“Usher she doesn’t live with me. I gave her up for adoption.” His forehead had wrinkles in it. He didn’t understand. I began to get tears in my eyes. To give her up was the hardest thing for me to do, but I knew it was for the best. Then for me to tell him this too isn’t easy, but I love him and want him to know. He came back and sat beside me. He didn’t say anything for a minute. I guess he was waiting for the shock to wear off.


“A daughter…man…so how old is she?”


“She’s four now. They named her Joy.”


“Her adoptive parents keep in touch with you?”


“Not too often. They send me pictures with letters of how she’s doing every now and then, but that’s it. I don’t get to physically see her, but I don’t think I could handle it anyway if I did.”


“Would you think I was crossing the line if I asked you why you gave her up for adoption?”


“You can ask me whatever you want about it. To answer your question I just wasn’t ready for the responsibility of being a parent. Her father was up to no good. Once he found out I was pregnant he was officially gone. Didn’t even care if I had the baby or not. He already knew he wasn’t going to be a part of its life.”


“He didn’t have to consent to giving up his rights?”


“He didn’t have any rights as far as I was concerned. He gave up his rights when he walked away from the both of us.”


“I’m sorry you had to go through that. I could never abandon my kids.”


My lips were sealed and began to quiver. Before you knew it my face became more soaked with tears. I knew he was a great father. He pulled me into him and comforted me. I wished for that so bad when I was carrying Taylor. She was Taylor to me. I wanted Brian her father to shape up and realize that he wanted to be a part of his daughter’s life so I could‘ve kept her. I wanted to be able to give her everything, but I knew I couldn’t. Not alone. I had a mediocre job. Brian was out in the streets. That wasn’t the type of life I wanted for my baby, so I made the decision for adoption.


“I know you are a great father which is why part of me was afraid to tell you. I didn’t know what you would think of me as a mother.” He looked at me like I was crazy.




“You can‘t tell me when you first heard me say that I had a child and didn’t tell you it didn’t make you think differently of me.”


“I’m not gonna sit here and say it didn’t catch me by surprise because I had no clue. And anyway I would never think less of you because you did what was best for your child. But what surprises me the most is the fact that you were afraid to even tell me. I mean if you’re scared to share something with me this important in your life then why am I here?” He got up and I thought he was about to leave me.


“WAIT!” I got up to stop him. My heart was throbbing in my throat for a minute. “I wasn’t afraid to tell you! I was more afraid of what you’d think of me, but I wanted you to know, so that’s why I told you tonight.” He looked down at my hand as I was squeezing his arm.


“Why you grabbing on me so tight.” I wiped my eyes. I was so emotional I could barely speak.


“Because I don’t want you to leave me too.” He put his arms around me and wrapped me into him so snug my head felt glued to his chest.


“I wasn’t leaving and I’m not gonna leave.”


“I’m sorry.” I squealed. He didn’t say anything. We just held each other in silence aside from my sniffling. Then he looked at me and wiped my tears.


“Stop crying. It’s gonna be alright okay?” I couldn’t even form words yet, so I shook my head in agreement. “I’m gonna go upstairs and relax…been a long day.”


As soon as he walked upstairs a sigh of relief released from me. I was so happy he didn’t leave, but I still didn’t know what he was really feeling. I turned out the lights and then followed after him. Usher was lying on the bed with his hands folded behind his head looking towards the ceiling. His chest was exposed and the covers lied at his waist. That sight to me was a good one. I started taking my clothes off. His eyes went from the ceiling onto my body. I figured I’d let him do the honors of taking the rest off. I climbed on the bed and straddled my legs across him. I loved his muscular arms and chest. I felt his strong hands cup each cheek. I was wearing a thong.


“Lemme see those titties.” I unhooked my bra and quickly took it off. I started squeezing my breast pushing them close and playing with my nipples giving him a show. “Mmm…come put ‘em in my mouth.”


I gave him a mouthful. His tongue paraded all over them as his hands fondled my body. Our love making began. Usher propped up the pillows and was leaned up against them. He cradled me in his lap with my back and head supported from his bent legs and my feet rested on his sides. My legs were spread wide giving him a full view of his partially covered kitten. He slid my thong off. Then he took his hands and spread my lips apart. His hands were killing me softly. He made his move and touched my spot making me wetter than before. Then he told me to put my legs over his shoulder. He lifted my ass and brought my pussy to his face and licked and sucked all over it. The way he eats me makes me scream. From the vibration of his tongue going in to how soft his lips felt as they pressed up against mine. This man could devour me all night and keep me cumming if he wanted, but he wouldn’t let me yet. I was shaking and he could tell my legs were getting weak from his tongue’s lap dance since my legs kept sliding off his shoulders. This last time it happened he told me to keep them off. With me still cradled on his lap he grabbed the condom off the nightstand and told me to put it on him. Then he lifted me by my waist. One thing about me I stand 5’4 in height and weigh 120 lbs. To him a light weight.


“Put me inside.” His throbbing penis was ready for me. “Ohhh damn!” He sang as he entered the wet zone. Ms. Kit was ready for him too. We kissed and he grabbed me close wrapping me in his arms and I did the same. My legs were wrapped around his body. He made love to me close. I love the way he held me and our skin kissed each other. Our bodies rocked like a boat. I kissed his sweaty face as I worked my hips grinding my pussy on him. He always felt so good to me. He pumped and pumped throwing his dick back at me. I pulled away some; tightly holding his shoulders. My time was now. I wanted to see his face as he made me cum.


“HUH! HUH! HUH!” I repeatedly screamed as he made Ms. Kit overflow. When it was his turn he squeezed me even tighter. I rested my head on his shoulder. All I could do was smile. Lessons For The Lover…let that argument turn you on.