by Tanya Cole
“Look in the closet. I got you something.”
I look in the closet. It’s another uniform, a basket full of Victoria Secret undies, Pink pajamas, Bath and Body works and goodies, and some Godiva chocolates.
“Awl, baby. This is so sweet. I just saw you this morning. Why didn’t you say you had all of this planned?”
“Cause I need you somewhere safe.”
“I like it,” I say putting the basket on the desk.
I unbutton my white button down shirt. Jason sits on the bed and watch. His eyes follow my hands. I drop the shirt on the floor. I unbutton my pants and slowly pull them down. I model and show off the black and white panty and bra set he bought me last week. I turn around and bend over so that he can see my pussy poke out from the back. I push my panties to the side. I turn around and smile. Jason licks his lips. I walk over to him and sit on his lap. He kisses my neck. It feels so good. I lean back and give him free access to my chest. He unbuttons my bra and kisses my nipples gently. He flips me over and lay me down on the bed. He kisses my body as he takes off my panties. He leaves me trails of kisses that lead down to my pussy. I’m so excited that I get wet before he even kisses me. He licks me slowly and I grab his head. Then, I lead him to my spot because he will take me to ecstasy.
He caresses my pussy with his tongue and its purring to the smooth sound of his melody. I start to slowly grind with him. He feels my pussy muscles contract, so he starts to speed up. I speed up and throw that pussy his way.
“Oh, Jason. Um, baby that feels so good. Oh, baby. Oh wee, that feels so good. Yes, baby right there. Yes, Jason!” I say as I cum
“Em, you taste like you look. Sweet. Turn over, baby.”
I turn over and put my ass in the air. Jason takes off his clothes and puts that arch in my back. I spread my legs as he reaches down in his pants and grabs a condom. After he rolls it on, he eases in my pussy. It feels so good. I’m so glad we decided to wait. It makes it so intense. He digs in just a little bit deeper, but I’m so tight. So, I grip him slowly to let him know that he is welcomed here. He takes his time and makes love to me. I throw it back and we create a rhythm that no one can match. I think that it’s the fact that he took the time out to make love to my mind made it so much easier for me to feel comfortable having sex with him. For the next hour, we change positions at least four times. Let’s just say, I didn’t get much sleep. The next morning when I wake up, Jason has my breakfast in bed. We talk about everything including my new condo. Then, that’s when shit got real ugly real quick. Free starts blowing up my phone and Jason gets pissed. I’m really tired of him speaking on this dead ass situation. I really wish he would get over this shit.
“Jason, I’m with you every day. I haven’t touched him in months. Why are you tripping?”
“I’m tripping? I’m tripping because I want my woman to myself? I’m a trip! Yeah, I am. With no luggage! That nigga touched your ass in front of me! What was I suppose to say? Yeah, that’s my girl! ”
“I left him Jas. I just need time to get my shit straight first!” I say fuming.
“What shit Tia? I’ve given you plenty of money. I pay all of your expenses so that you can save all of your money for a crib and for whatever else you need. So, why are you still accepting money from him, Tia? And I don’t say shit about doing it! I do just so that you will know that you have a trill nigga rolling beside you! And that I’ll do whatever for you! I won’t play second though! Not with the girl I love!” he says pissed.
“You love?” I ask surprised.
“Yeah, Tia. I love you and making love to you made me crave you more. Shit was amazing. More than I expected. Now, I’m really confused.”
“Why?”
“Cause I need you to myself. I can’t stand you being around that nigga! How would you feel if it was a chick that I was dating? I can make love to you all night and then still keep her too?”
I frown up at the thought of that.
“Oh, you don’t like that? Huh? No, you can’t stand the thought of anyone making love to you but me?”
“I’m with you every night. If I’m at Trinity’s house, I sneak you in when everyone’s asleep. If you’re not around, I’m making plans to be around you as soon as I get off. I barely see Free.”
“He still thinks ya’ll got a chance Ma. And you ain’t putting that shit to bed. So, I’ll back off and give you some space.’ He says throwing his hands up in the air.
“So, you make love to me and then dump me! That’s fuck up! That’s your game Jas?”
“Nah, that’s your game! And I’ve played it long enough!”
My phone rings again.
“Oh, you ain’t gonna answer your phone or should I answer it?” he says.
I send the call to voicemail. He looks at me and turns his back. We lay in the bed for another hour without saying a word. I get up to take another round of that relaxing bubble bath. When I walk back to the bed, his dick is standing at attention looking at me. Of course, I showed him that I can make him explode with my mouth. I grab a condom and put it on him. Then, I climb on top of him and ride. He grabs my waist and pounds me with force. I can tell he is pissed. We cum hard at the same time. That’s when we hear the rubber break. I jump up and look at his dick. The other half is still on him and the other piece is lodged inside of me. I run to the toilet to push it out. It moves in further. I prop my legs on the sink and dig my fingers in my vagina to dig it out. I’m panicking and Jason is looking at me crazy.
“Why are you tripping? Aren’t you on birth control? ” he asks.
“Nah. I wasn’t active until now. No need to fuck my body up for something that I barely do. Plus, I always use condoms.”
“Even with Free?”
“Especially with Free.”
“Aye, it’s a slim to none chance. And we can handle it if it comes along.”
“Or I can go to Walgreens and get a Plan B. That way we can stop it before it begins,” I say.
“Now, that I don’t believe in.”
“Okay, I do. I’m not ready for kids. I don’t have myself together and I want to be married before I do that.”
“So, you would kill it before it has a chance Tia?” he asks.
That starts another argument and it lasts until we pull up to Trinity’s house. I didn’t imagine our first time to be like this. Of course, she is at the Casino. Jason drops me off. I know he is pissed because he didn’t come in. I got about eight hours before my shift starts. So, I change my into my nightgown to get some much-needed sleep. I turn on the T.V. to watch the latest episodes of Love and Hip Hop Atlanta when my cell phone beeps. It’s a text from Jason. Even though I’m pissed at him, I smile. I love being with him. I also love just being around him. I walk to the door and unlock it. Before I could walk off, Jason turns around and kisses me. I kiss him back. He lifts me up and carries me into my bedroom. He closes the door with his feet and we continue to kiss. He lays me down on the bed and pulls up my nightgown. He dives in head first into my pussy licking it with a passion. I hear the front door slam, but Trinity knows wassup. I’m sure she will just go straight to her room when she sees the door closed. So, I just keep on enjoying the pleasure of Jason’s tongue. Just when I’m about to climax, Mark’s rude ass walks into the bedroom without knocking. Then, when we try to finish what we started, he knocks on the damn door talking about Free is on his way over here. I don’t want no scene or no smoke. So, I tell Jason to leave. Of course, we get into another argument. Except this time, he broke up with me. After helping Mark prepare the crib for the DCS worker, I had Free to drop me off at work. Jason didn’t say anything to me the entire shift. I didn’t mean to hurt him and him not speaking to me fucked me up inside. So, when it’s time to go, I ask him for a ride home. He tells me to call Free. I walk off hurt. Nah, fuck that. He has me so fucked up. I ask if we can talk outside. He says I have two minutes. The fuck?
“Wassup Tia?” he says frustrated. “Ain’t Free picking you up? I mean he did drop y
ou off after we spent the whole night making love for the first time.”
“Wassup? For real Jason? Why are you tripping?”
“I love you and I’m here daily. You refuse to let that dead weight ass nigga go. So, I made a choice. It’s over. Let’s just be friends Ti.” He says.
“Friends? So, now that we’ve had sex, you want a fucking friendship” I say pissed.
“Nah, that’s what you want.”
“No, it’s not. Jason?”
“Your actions say otherwise, Tia.”
“Jason, baby don’t do this.”
“Why should I stay Tia?”
“Because I love you and I’m not going to be okay without you.”
Chapter 8
Mark
I’m standing in the living room reading the results of the DNA test. I’m the father of MJ. So, Moet didn’t lie. She had an attitude because I wanted another test done. Shit, I learned the hard way never to trust another female like that. We’re getting our lives back on track and I’m trying to be a better man for her. But all she do is complain and whine about what she ain’t got. I just furnished our entire apartment and she is still complaining. The caseworker even came over and gave me props on being a good dad. I’m looking around because the crib is junky again. I’m not going to clean it up either. I walk back to the bedroom and open the door. Moet is on the bed lying down with the remote in her hand and her cell phone in the other. Besides sex, ain’t shit she can give me but a headache.
“Aye, I’m out. I got some errands to run before I go to work.” I say buttoning up my shirt.
“I thought you said you didn’t have to work today.”
“I picked up a shift,” I say frustrated.
“What about MJ? You’ve been working every day and I need a break.”
“You’re a mom. You don’t get breaks. Maybe if you got a job or go to school- you would feel better about your situation.”
“Da fuck? What are you trying to say Mark?” she asks putting her phone down on the bed.
“That I need some help paying bills. I’m working every day and the money still ain’t adding up.”
“Maybe if you stop being a punk and charge Tia some rent; you would have some money!”
Here she goes with this shit again.
“Tia ain’t never here. So, what is she going to pay rent for? She needs her money to get a crib of her own.”
“Having her stuff here.”
“Huh?”
“And Free being here.”
“Free ain’t shit, but he did just help us out of our bind! You know what you are an ungrateful muthafucka! Now, I see why no one wants to fuck with you! I’m two seconds from leaving your ass too!” I say walking out of the room.
Moet follows me.
“You’re mad because I told the truth! Why don’t your precious sister have to pay bills? She just gets to prance in and out when she wants to! She don’t have to watch MJ, help with the bills, cook, or clean up! You just let that shit fly with your soft ass! When are you going to man up and put her in her fucking place!” Moet says getting all up in my face.
“Mo, gone on with that bullshit! You are the reason why Tia ain’t here! You’ve always been full of bullshit! And you’re so stuck on jealousy and hatred that you can’t see beyond that! And anything that she has if you got off your lazy ass you could get it too!” I say fed up with her bullshit.
I walk out of the door and slam that muthafucka. She is beginning to be too much. I call Champ to see what’s up with him.
“Aye, Mark. Wassup? Mane, I was talking about you. You good?” he says.
“Yeah, I’m good. Wat’s up with you though? How are you doing? I ask being nosy.
“ I’m straight. How’s Moet and MJ?” Champ asks.
“Where you at?”
“I’m at work. I’m doing a double. I wish you would’ve called me earlier. You must want to hang out and let me kick your ass in some Madden?”
“Yeah, but I guess we will hang out some other time.”
“Yeah, you know what’s up.”
“What time you get off?” I ask.
“Midnight. I’m trying to spoil wifey with a surprise trip out of town and give her a few extra ends.” He says laughing.
“Aight. I’ll holler at you later.”
I order an Uber and go straight to his crib to see Jada. She opens the door and shuts it fast when she sees that it is me. Then, she realizes that her standing on the porch with me is more suspicious than anything. So, she lets me in. We argue. She pretends like she doesn’t want to see me. I peep out all that fake bullshit, drop to my knees, and give her what she needs. I pick her up and take her to the bedroom. As she about to cum, we hear keys rattling at the door.
“Shit, it Champ!” she says putting back on her night clothes.
“Go out the back and hide.”
“Aight. I love you, Jada.” I say.
“I love you too. Go!”
Damn, she loves me.
I tiptoe out of the back door. I jump over the fence and hide the neighbors shed. Champ comes out of the house looking around, but before he can investigate – his phone rings.
“Hell nawl! My neighbor said some nigga was at my door and this bitch let him in! Nigga was lying and shit! Jada ain’t no fool! She knows wats up! I searched the house and the backyard and nobody is here!” he says as he walks back in the house.
He jumps back in his car and pulls up off. Jada comes back outside looking for me. I open the door to the shed. She looks at me and smiles. I pull up her shirt. She pulls off my shirt, pull my pants down, and gets on her knees. She wets my dick up with her tongue. She uses her tongue to do tricks that I’ve never experienced before. I stop her before I cum because the shit is too good. I grab her hand and lead her to the other side of the shed and bend her over. Let’s just say we left that muthafucka satisfied. Because we decided that we both crave some more, we sneak and go to our little creep spot that accepts by the hour payments. We end up getting it in for three more hours. My phone keeps beeping. I know it’s Moet. I’m so sick of her bullshit. I wonder what she got going on now.
“She’s blowing you up?” Jada asks.
“Yeah, I did all of this shit for her and she still ain’t happy,” I say shaking my head.
Then, of course, I get a headache instantly.
“Your head is hurting again?” Jada asks.
“Yeah.”
“I’ll stay with you until midnight, but I’ll also pay for the rest of the night.” She says smiling.
“Mane, I wish it could be just you and me.”
“Me too. I’m not fucking around with Champ like that. He’s starting to notice that I won’t make love to him.”
“Why are you holding out?” I ask.
I pray she says what I want to hear.
“Because my body got used to being with you.” She says.
My muthafucking nigga. Shit, she’s feeling me too. Long as I got that, I’m good. Moet calls me on messenger and I refuse to answer it. I know for sure that I’m not going home tonight. I decide to read her messages. She is going on and on about me fucking off on her. Then, she tags me in a post talking about, “niggas ain’t shit.”
I message her and ask her what’s going on. She told me to check my phone because I butt dialed her. She heard everything that happened in the shed. I’m glad me and Jada didn’t say each other’s name. She said she wasn’t going to listen, but she heard me giving instructions telling the bitch to go deeper. I check my phone and I got an outgoing call to Moet’s phone. Shit, okay. I got to think fast.
“Aye, don’t sweat it. Just do like any other nigga and flip it back on her. She just got exposed and you can use that as leverage.” Jada says.
“I know right. Trying to play victim and shit. Anyway, let’s enjoy the rest of our time together.”
We order three pizzas, watch movies, fuck, and enjoy each other’s company. I stay at the room instead of going home. I slept like a b
aby. It actually feels good when Moet ain’t around. I’m falling in love with Jada and she’s showing me how a woman supposed to treat her man. No matter what, I call her- she’s coming. She gives me all that I need and more. Moet just gives me problems and complaints. I sleep peacefully knowing that everything is finally going right in my life. Maybe if she knows another woman is getting the dick, she will probably get her shit together. Ain’t nothing like a little competition.
Tia
It’s crazy in my life right now. I graduated from the computer course three days ago. I got a job making $16 an hour at a local law firm as a front desk clerk. I start next week. Jason showed up at my graduation with presents and congratulated me. Other than that, he hasn’t said a word to me. As a matter of fact, he makes it his business to not work the same shift that I work anymore. I miss him, but he’s tripping. I want to talk to him and tell him what’s going on. It’s a mixture of bad and good shit going on in my world. The next day after graduating, I went to pick up my keys. The property manager informs me that I canceled my condo. We argue and she lets me know that there is nothing that she can do. My deposit was mailed out to some random ass address, but they put “return to sender” on it. So, I got it back. Thank you, God. My question is, “who would do that bullshit to me?”
When I reapply, they tell me that I’ll have to wait another six months to get a condo. I put my name on the waiting list and sign my name so that I can get my deposit back. I’m pissed, but there’s nothing they can do about it. I’m fine at Trinity’s crib. There’s really no need for me to be in a hurry. So, I thought. I finish my shift and at the end, my boss tells me that I can’t switch to the night shift. I inform him that I will be putting in my two weeks’ notice. I’m one of the best servers and I’m always picking up shifts. So, he accommodates my request. He also informs me that they wanted to make me floor manager on the morning shift. Of course, that pisses me off. I walk outside to meet up with Jason and he is standing next to this new servers’ car. I’m usually not the jealous type, but he has me so fucked up. I walk over to the car without hesitation. They both look at me and continue their conversation.