Tippa’s move from her home city, New Orleans, to the Big Apple was bittersweet. Having to sell her family's house, car, and furniture was all very challenging and has been difficult. It's just so much stuff her parents have accumulated in a marriage of 25 years. But eventually, everything falls into place. Tippa finally got a buyer for the house; she never imagined she would get so emotional about selling the house. It's been her only home for over 20 years. Finally, she realizes that it's no longer going to be hers in two weeks, as she sits at the table with tears in her eyes. So, she packed her bags and moved to a place where she had family. To cheer herself up, Tippa thought. “I’ve always been fascinated with the Big Apple.”
But things weren't quite how she had imagined they would be. Her family was fantastic. Living with her dad's brother, her uncle and auntie, and cousins Julia and Ricky, they were very welcoming and supportive. But admittedly, it was different from where she came from in so many ways. Finding a job was a challenge; at first, she applied for office work since she had her degree in business. But months went by, and she wasn't able to find anything. But Tippa always kept a bright upbeat disposition, though she could see her savings dwindling. Then she began to look for more accessible jobs, figuring her southern charms would eventually get her some work.
After beating the pavement all morning and afternoon. Tippa had one more place where she had filled out an application online and was called to do an interview. It was her last hope. All she could do was say a quick prayer.
“Lord, you know I need this job. I don’t want to spend all my savings and I don’t want to live with my uncle and aunt forever. I need to start adulting and get my own place to live. So please let these people hire me. Amen.”
It was the last job interview for the day when everything turned around. To Tippa's surprise, she got hired on the spot at a medical school, NYU Kincaid School of Medicine as a concierge, a fancy word for housekeeper or janitor, Tippa thought.
But Ms. Lauren hired Tippa.
"I'm willing to pay you a good salary if you're willing to work Monday through Friday, and some evenings and Saturdays."
Tippa didn't know what to say, she was surprised that she finally got hired. "Yes! Yes, ma'am!"
"That's good; come to my office tomorrow at 11 am."
When she got home and told her family she had been hired, they were happy and cheering for her. But when she told them where she had been hired, their tune soon changed. Everyone got noticeably quiet.
"Hey! What happened to all the chants and cheers?" Tippa asked still dancing excitedly over her new job.
Julia, her cousin, says. "Well, it's not the job, it's just the place."
"What do you mean?"
"Tippa, sweetheart, you are going to do fine. But keep in mind we are not down south. People are different up North, especially the aristocratic New Yorkers. Look, just do good work, stay to yourself, and avoid being too friendly with anyone over there," her aunt encourages her.
"Why? Ms. Lauren was nice."
"The Kincaid's run a large part of the medical industry, they are a prominent fixture here.”
Tippa stood there looking confused. She couldn’t understand what any of that had to do with getting hired as a mop and bucket pusher. It wasn’t like she was going to be handling top-secret files. She thought, smirking.
“Look, how can I put this plainly? They're powerful people here in New York."
"Oh, and mom, don't leave out, they're very stuck up and cold people!" Julia interjects.
Tippa smiles. "I'm not worried, I get along with everyone. I'll be fine. I must go get ready for my orientation tomorrow."
Julia and Aunt Lacey shook their heads. "Do you think she understood what we were saying?" Aunt Lacey asked. All Julia could do was haunch her shoulders replying, “I don’t know, Tippa is just a ball of sunshine. She’ll do fine.” She said as they both smiled.
Tippa had been following her aunt’s advice by staying to herself and focusing on her work. It was easy to do considering she hadn't made any friends to talk about. Instead, people stared, murmuring, “What is she?”
“I heard her tell someone she was Creole. What is that? A mutt!” The two girls laughed as they walked away.
Their ignorance was more than apparent, and it made her angry, but she kept her tongue. Keeping in mind her mother’s words. “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.”
She ignored them while other coworkers talked about her southern accent. The only friendly encounter was the incident she had one Saturday morning about a month ago when she entered the empty building. This morning, she woke up late. After staying up practically all night catching up and talking with her cousin Julia.
Tippa hurriedly jumped out of bed, washed her face, brushed her teeth, and moisturized and combed her hair. She got dressed as fast as she could. Tippa stopped at the corner pastry shop, grabbed her a sweet roll and cup of coffee, and headed to work.
She was trying to finish the last of her sweet roll and a few drops of coffee as she tried to open the door to the building but was unable to. Just as she took another swallow of her coffee, trying to free her hand up to open the door, an extremely handsome young guy pushed the door open for her.
"Miss, were you trying to come in?" he said, flashing a brilliant smile.
Taking a deep swallow of the hot coffee left in her mouth as she gazed up at him, she said.
"Oh, yes! Thank you!"
With her hands full with her purse and carrying a bag filled to the max with her change of clothes and towels along with her coffee cup and napkins, he asked. "Can I assist you with your things?"
"Huh? Oh... hmm...thank you, I'm headed to the fourth floor."
Ross’s eyes widened as he was immediately struck by her beauty. He proceeded to try to converse further.
"So, do you work here?" he said, glancing at her shyly.
"Yes, I do.... what about you?" Tippa’s glancing up at him quickly.
"Oh...yes, I mean I’m a medical student." He said with very male vocals making Tippa smile at his masculine tone.
When he said that, the elevator door opened, and they walked out into the hallway. He reached for her bag and an almost empty cup of coffee.
"Well, it was nice meeting you.......uh........" He looked directly at her, waiting for her to say her name.
When she looked up at him, and he smiled, her heart fluttered, and her stomach filled with butterflies.
"Oh, my name is Tippa, and yours?" She was so glad she caught her breath to ask him his name.
"Yes... it's Ross. It was nice meeting you, Tippa. Your name is interesting. Have a nice day at work," he said, smiling and giving her a wink.
Tippa could feel the electric currents going up and down her spine, making it shiver, as she tried to stay calm, watching him as he walked back to the elevator, wondering if she was dreaming. Once the elevator doors closed. “Wait! Did he just wink at me?” The man looked like he had just stepped off the cover of a magazine! She pinched herself to make sure it was happening and if this man was for real. The only thought that came into Tippa’s mind was, don't play with fire because you just might get burned, but admittedly she was tempted.
The young man was a breathing, walking, stunning attraction, and very real, "I sure hope I see him again," Tippa uttered snickering.But time went by, and Tippa had drawn the conclusion she would never see the guy again. People weren’t very friendly they barely spoke to one another. Outside of Ms. Lauren, she was the only nice, polite person, and you could hardly call her friendly. It was tough because people are usually drawn to Tippa’s bubbly personality and friendliness. In the two months she has been here, not one person has been friendly; they all are polite, and that’s it. Tippa thought it was the saddest thing she’d ever seen but the pay was, as Ms. Lauren had stated, very good. And in just another month Tippa will be moving to her own apartment not too far from her job. It was a Friday evening and Tippa had worked overtime preparing to leave the third floor in the building. Students were leaving the campus, it was around 6 pm. The backstory to the second encounter:It was a
It's been a few weeks since Tippa saw the handsome young man who was so kind but yet should be avoided at all costs. The two brief encounters implanted in her interest, and she secretly hoped to see him again. She never forgot his name and that gorgeous smile. Every few days, Tippa would repeat his name in her mind “Ross.” Just in case she ran into him again, she wanted to say it like she was familiar with him. But she had no intentions of going any further than that. It took her forever to find this good-paying job, and she wasn’t about to lose it over some guy. So, if she ran into Ross, she knew she was going to be polite like everyone else, and that’s it. Tippa was supposed to have the weekend off, she had planned to move into her new apartment this Saturday. She got up early so she could fix her hair and makeup to her liking. Even though it was cool outside, she wanted to style her hair in a way that would be convenient. When she thought about how hot it could get when you're bu
While they’re walking out the building, she sees he’s paying attention to everything about her, and likewise, so is she. He puts on a navy-blue baseball cap that matches his navy-blue jogging suit. As they exit the door he puts on a pair of name brand sunglasses.Tippa had this strange thought pop in her head, ‘is he going incognito?’ No, he probably gets lot of attention because he certainly had her undivided attention as she gazes at how tall and attractive this guy was, and she could tell the feelings were mutual. Ross thought she was a pretty girl, and her smile was like bright sunshine.Her uncle and cousin had already come earlier to deliver her furniture and boxes. “Oh wow! How sweet! My uncle and cousin moved all my stuff into my place already. I’m sorry for having you come all this way but all my things are moved in.” She says, with a sweet smile filled with innocence as she turns around to face him.“It's okay…”Tippa feels this burning spread through her body, filling her
When Ross arrived for their date, and she opened the door, he said, smiling."Come, my love, let us drink our fill, and let us enjoy this passion together.'"Good evening, Ross; you're in a good mood.""Ever since I met you. Well, are you ready to go my lady?" Ross asks."Sure, lead the way. Oh, let me get my Jacket." “Wait, I'll get it for you." Without hesitation, Ross reaches over to the coat rack and retrieves her coat, attempting to help her put it on.Tippa says, “Thanks, but I can do it.”Ross immediately states holding on to her jacket. “Please give me this honor.” Peering sincerely into her large pretty eyes.“Thank you.”“You're welcome.” He said softly, standing behind her, looking at her cheeks softly blush.Ross watches her as she goes down the hallway. He chuckles, flicks off the light, and hurries to catch up to her. She tries her hardest to contain the sensations burning within, that surface from somewhere deep for Ross.A man as gorgeous as Ross, there was no way a
"Now it's time to give attention to this other beautiful limb," Ross says sultrily, gazing at her. It didn't help that the music playing at the moment was one of her favorites. Ross starts the sensual massage up the back of her other leg, tenderly gripping her calf muscle with the right amount of pressure with his hands and working his way down to her ankle. Tippa's eyes close as she listens to the sultry music playing in the background.Tippa had never felt tantalized like this before. Ross was only touching and massaging her legs, but her vulnerability was letting him consume her. The part of her that eyes could not see was glowing underneath. She had never been exposed to Ross's art of touch in this way. Tippa let a faint sigh escape her lips.Ross began whispering in that sexy tone as his hands stayed canvassing, caressing and squeezing every unknown muscle. Tendons and muscles even Tippa didn't know existed until tonight. Ross is picking off her every petal as she surrenders to hi
Tippa slept peacefully and late into the morning. When she opened her eyes, a smile was already planted on her face. She could feel gladness greeting her awakening. It was the weekend, and she didn't have to go to work. The tribute to her happiness is the sensuous night she was introduced to by something called a "sexy nightcap."The feelings of small flames are still glowing like ambers lingering inside her body this morning. Tippa couldn't stop herself from smiling as she lay in bed. This is her first good night's rest in months. Not wanting the feeling to end, nor wanting to admittedly give credit to the much-needed releases that Ross bestowed upon her deprived flesh. Those electrifying hands melted away months of tension in one night. Tippa tried hard not to think about what her body and mind had experienced. It was too unbelievable for her to even comprehend."How was it possible just listening to someone's voice and you experience a fully clothed orgasm? Preposterous..." She says
Ross had left graduation practice and immediately went to look for Tippa with no success. When he exited the elevator into the parking garage, there she was walking on the opposite side of the garage. Seeing Tippa made him smile as he began calling her name.“Tippa!” But she didn’t hear him as she kept walking toward the exit door. Ross, for a minute, was mesmerized by her incredible figure. Her in those high heels and jeans, that hugged her body just right. Although it wasn’t her beauty that stopped his breath, it was her eyes. She had the most beautiful doe-shaped eyes he’d ever seen. They were the deepest color of brown. But as he watched her face and body language, he could tell something was wrong. Even at some distance Ross could see she looked distraught. Ross immediately became concerned; he had an irrational desire to fix whatever was wrong. She was walking and almost running toward the exit door with all her belongings in her arms. So, he got in his car to catch up with h
Tippa felt all she had left was her vibrant personality to get her through this trial, but it wasn’t easy. Being fired from a job was difficult; she had never been fired before, and it was unjust. She had very little to be cheerful about. Her funds were meager, and her job hunt continued longer than she hoped. But whenever Tippa spoke to her family, she needed to sound as normal as possible when her auntie Lacey would call to see how things were going.“Sweetie, this is Aunt Lacey. I have been worried about you working for those people at Kincaid Medical. How is work going? Has everything been okay?” “It’s going well. Don’t worry, Aunt Lacy, I'm a big girl, and I can care for myself.” Tippa lied and silently asked for forgiveness.“I’m happy to hear that. You know Tippa. I want to advise you not to stop looking for work elsewhere. I want you to work somewhere you can be happy doing something more aligned with your goals and dreams. Do you understand?”“Yes, I’ll keep that in mind, Aun
Since the beginning of the pandemic, it was reported today on the news as Ross, Tippa, and Elise attentively observed the newscaster's words. "Today is the first day that no one is believed to have died of the disease in New York City. Now, city officials allow outdoor dining in all restaurants that were once strictly takeout. New York City beaches are reopened—great news for parents with school-age children. Elementary public school students will be returning to class for in-person learning. Visits will also resume at nursing homes. Broadway is back! The first Broadway musical will reopen. Everyone got emotional over the good news they heard. New Yorkers will still be required to wear masks in several settings, including on the subway and in taxis, but you can feel the heartbeat of New York City again."Wow! I'm so happy things are finally returning to normal," Ross says. Well, ladies, I have paperwork to do. If anyone needs me, I will be in my office."“Tippa, can I have a word wit
Elise looks at them and then walks into the dining room, shaking her head as she sits at the table. Tippa whispers. “How am I doing?” she asks Ross.“You are doing great, but don’t let her push you. She’s bossy, but you are the boss of this house. You got that?” “Yes, bossman, I got it. I’ll kill her with kindness.”“If that doesn’t work, put her in her place.”“So, how was the drive here?”"What did you ask?" Ross chuckles. "I asked, how was your drive to Vermont?" ****"Oh, I didn't drive myself here. I had my driver bring me to Vermont. So the trip was good. ""Mom, why didn't you fly instead of making your driver come this far only to have to turn right back around?"Well, um...that’s interesting, the way you think. Isn't that what I'm paying him to do?" "You are paying him to work, not slave for you, mother. You don't have to take advantage of your employees that way.""Okay, dinner is served," Tippa calls out from the kitchen as she brings an Elise plate to the table."List
"Dear, when will you utter some words or say something?" she asked, looking at him nervously."I will say something. Can you be patient, baby? I told you I’m not much of a prayer and want to get it right. Now, let's bow our heads and give me your hand. Dear almighty one, the supreme creator and maker of life. The source of life. You have all the power in the heavens and on the earth. You know how much Tippa and I want to start a family.We love each other with all our hearts and want to give this love to our offspring, progeny. But if it's not time, give us the strength to accept that and continue to try for happiness, but most of all, don't let us lose the love and joy we have for one another. Amen." His prayer moved Tippa so much that she kissed him in the mouth. "That was touching, sweetie. You need to pray for our family more often. I’m sure God heard that prayer." "Thanks, I was nervous. My grandmother taught me to pray. She always used to tell me to talk to God from the heart
Ross found the strength to stand up first, stretching his long body. Tippa ran approving eyes over his thighs, Capital C's backside, powerful shoulders, and chest. It moved her to walk up behind him and take him in her arms around his waist. "I want you to know I love you with all my heart, soul, mind, and body." Ross turned, brushing his lips over the edge of her soft cheek and whispering in her ear, "You are my everything, and I will never forget all the wonderful memories we are making together." The next morning, everyone smiled brightly as the sun greeted them. They packed while some hummed and others whistled, expressing joy about this vacation. Everyone exits their bungalows with their luggage at the same time. The family smiled, chatting away as they walked down the boardwalk to the Pleasure Paradise resort to check out. They laughed and talked about all the fun things they experienced. Ricky talks about zipping into the mountains Julia excitedly talks about all the water
It had been several months since they celebrated their first anniversary, and they had a fabulous wedding with family and friends. For their honeymoon, though unusual, they took a trip to Hawaii with Tippa’s family, the Wilsons. They had worked hard in their business, and now they needed time away. They needed a moment to listen with their eyes closed to enjoy the sound and feel the morning sea breeze. All the family had their own private bungalows. Ross and Tippa lay cuddled, nestled, snuggled in one another's arms, surrounded by beauty and all these beautiful exotic flowers. Now that Ross has taken her away to this special place called "Pleasure Paradise," it's filled with lots of sun and sand, stars that twinkle, a moon that winks, and an ocean that makes the sounds of love! Those feelings shared by both of them brought two heartbeats together, culminating in a steamy night of romance and love! Ross lays there in bed with his eyes closed, before long he opens them and instantly
The house and his clothes were always clean, and she fed him the most delicious meals. Despite all of that work, she still looked so pretty. Ross sat there wondering what he could do to show her how he felt about her besides making love to her senselessly. She always took a personal interest in how his day was going.They always had good conversations about a variety of things together throughout the day when he finished his very lovely lunch when he came home at noon.Ross says, "Tippa, sweetie." She is standing by the kitchen sink, about to prepare dinner next. She turns, "Yes, Ross.""I'm about to head to town. Is there anything you need?"Tippa stopped and thought for a brief minute. "No, I don't think so.""Okay, I'll be back shortly.""Alright, drive safely."While in town, he wanted to buy Tippa something special. He wanted to get his special girl a gift. Ross thought. "Who says we have to wait for a special occasion? If I want to buy my wife a gift I should be able to do that
Ross felt love swell in his heart and wanted to express how much he loved this woman. Holding, caressing, he rocked his pelvis against her core. His hand cradled her head as he kissed her passionately. He pinned her arms above her head and continued to move slowly and carefully as he made love to her. Tippa reached down for him and brought him up for another kiss. She was addicted to his kisses. Her fingers dug into the taut muscles on his back and cupped his firm butt, and pulled him deeper into her, a move that made Ross see stars. "Oh my, my, my." He whispered. "You almost finished me off with that maneuver. She giggled softly, and he melted on the inside. He loved the way they laughed even now as they made love. "You're my sexy slave now." Tippa teased. "I can live with that, but can you do me a favor?" He picked up the pace but kept a tight rein on the desire pounding through him."Yes, tell me what you want." she moaned and arched into him."No blouses when at home."She gig
There wasn’t a dry eye in the house. Ross says, drying Tippa's eyes.Ross clears his throat and excitedly says. "Everyone! I got a job as a doctor in Vermont! My wife and I will be returning back to Vermont. We only came back to New York to tell our families the good news!”Tippa leaped into Ross's arms, hugging him joyfully! "Ah that's so sweet, why didn't you tell me? I knew I smelled a man somewhere in this story!”" Julia's utter eyes filled with tears, laughing.Tippa said, smiling at Julia, “I’m here now. I had to sort things out between me and Ross first. I didn’t expect this to happen. He didn’t even know where I lived or that I was sick. He just appeared out of nowhere like an angel the night I almost died from the virus. Auntie and Uncle, I think it had to be that we were meant to be together.” “You saved my niece?” Uncle Yazzy asked.“Yes, but she also saved me. We saved each other in so many ways.” “Tell us the whole story I want to know from beginning to end.” Julia sa
Now that the two of them were finally here to meet Tippa's beloved family today. Ross sat in the car wondering how was it going. He knew her uncle was going to be the most difficult when he heard the news that she was married and especially to him. Ross thought. "I might be viewed as an unreliable man who stood up their most precious nieces at the altar." No matter how confident Ross appeared to be. He worried about how Tippa's family would view him and if they would accept his sincere apology. They have seen Tippa's tears fall because of being treated unjustly by his family and, in their minds, him.Ross felt like once he explained everything and how it occurred on their wedding day, they would understand. He knew he had to tell them that he tried to call but was unable to reach Tippa."I'm so nervous. I really want them to be happy for us and understand. But most of I want them to know how much I love Tippa.Sunday dinner in progress:“How did Vermont fair out with the virus?”“Ve