Rayqelle's Revenge ---Book 1--- Special Holiday Edition (Ratchet)

by Shon Cole Black

  “Girl… Tico is a balla’! He gotz mad paper! Girl, Tico…” Iesha said.

  “Bitch, Tico kicked my ass for two years; in case you forgot. I know I haven’t. I’ll never forget what that nigga put me through. I remember when he found out I was pregnant and made me have a fuckin’ abortion! Then I find out a week later that this nigga got another bitch pregnant at same time that I was but he let that ho keep her baby, and made me get ridda’ mine! Remember when he had his baby mama and her sisters jump me? Those ho’s almost killed me! I was laid up in the hospital for like two weeks! Do you remember that shit? I sure do!”

  I had to check Iesha’s ass. She was known for trippin’. I had to put her back in her place right away and let her know that shit wit’ Tico was dead! Iesha was cool but sometimes she had a way of fuckin’ wit’ me; I guess to see where my head was. Sometimes it was as if she was tryin’ to purposely get me mixed up into some bullshit. Iesha was a master manipulator. I have seen her operate too many times. I had to let her know that I was not that same stupid little girl she met freshman year in college.

  “Alright! Alright! Take it easy girl! You are like a baby sister to me. I’m just tryin’ to make sure that this new nigga is doin’ you right. I admit it sounds like he might be holdin’ it down but it’s hard to tell with you cuz’ you’re so closed mouthed and hush-hush about everything. I guess it’s that he seems so different than anybody I ever knew you to fuck wit’ before. He’s just so sweet, quiet, and lame,” Iesha mumbled under her breath; “But in a sexy way” Iesha added.

  “So, anyway girl. How the fuck did we go from talkin’ about sex to talkin’ about Tico Vega’s sorry ass?” I asked.

  “Well, since we are back on the subject Chance must be the bomb! Damn girl, he got yo’ ass sprung! He must got dat OUWEE!” Iesha exclaimed. She could be so ignorant!

  “If you are that curious, you should find out for yourself. I mean, if you really wanna know.” I couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth and I’m sure that Iesha couldn’t believe it either I knew she wouldn’t pass up the opportunity. I saw the way she looked at Chance, Plus Iesha never could never resist my seconds.

  “So what’s up girl? You are still a professional right?” I asked Iesha provokingly.

  Iesha paused silently. “Girl, what are you askin’ me? Yes bitch! I am still a professional by the way. Even more so now than I was before! Thank you very much. I even got a few other bitches on my team; kinda’ like my own lil’ agency,” she boasted; which explained a lot.

  “So… what are you sayin’? You want to get paid? Is that it? That’s not a problem. How much do you charge for an evening?” I asked.

  “I charge Two Thousand Dollars a night. This ain’t that small time shit we used to do when we was workin’ for Tico. I only deal with elite clientele: doctors, lawyers, athletes, politicians; that kind of shit,” Iesha responded. “However for you… consider it my pre-wedding gift,” she added. This made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up cuz’ this bitch never gave a muthafucka’ shit without gettin’ somethin’ in return.

  “You won’t be disappointed and neither will Chance! You know how we do it,” Iesha assured me with the greatest of self-confidence.

  “Fine, tomorrow Chance and I have plans to go to that new club on the navy pier. Meet us at about ten o’clock and we’ll take it from there. I want this to be a night that he will never ever forget,” I told her.

  For a moment I was speechless. Did I just invite my girl into a threesome wit’ me and my fiancé? I guess I did. Chance and I had never done anything like this before but we had joked about it from time to time. So, I guess it was time to put up or shut up.

  Iesha and I said goodbye and hung up the phone from what had turned into a three-hour conversation. By then Chance was soundly asleep upstairs in our bedroom. I watched for several minutes from outside of the door as he slept peacefully. “Rest my love. You’re gonna’ need your strength tomorrow, because I have a very special gift for you,” I thought to myself; looking on as my chocolate lover slumbered unaware of the pleasure that awaited.

  CHAPTER 6

  When I woke up the next morning; my eyes still barely open and barely coherent, I reached across the bed to touch Chance as I always did. To my surprise, he was already up. He was actually outside on the bedroom balcony waiting for me. Chance had prepared a beautiful breakfast of pork chops, eggs with cheese, blueberry pancakes and coffee made just like him… hot, black and strong.

  I grabbed my robe and made my way out to the balcony.

  “I must have been in a comma. Why didn’t you wake me? I would have helped with breakfast,” I said putting my arms around him to say good morning; also thanking him for the gorgeous spread.

  “Well, I figured I’d let you sleep. You were on the phone quite a while last night. Who was it that you were talkin’ to that late anyway; one of your sisters or something? Chance asked

  “No. It was Iesha. She said that she didn’t want to take the chance of me forgettin’ to call or losing her number. So she looked us up. Who could forget about her crazy ass?” I said.

  “Oh really? That was a pretty long conversation you two had. I’m sure it got pretty interesting, playin’ catch up and all,” Chance added playfully.

  “We were just gossiping; girl-talk mostly. You know how it is when two old friends who haven’t seen each other in a while start talkin’. We just got a little carried away that’s all. Chance, I wanted to ask you what you thought of Iesha. Did you find her attractive? I mean, you never really said anything other than callin’ her a freak but I caught you checkin’ her out here and there. Did you think she was sexy? I wanna know,” I asked nonchalantly while running my finger through the syrup on the side of the plate.

  Chance paused briefly before cautiously responding, “Well… to be perfectly honest the two of you could almost past for sisters. You both have that same gorgeous ass honey brown complexion, almost the same height, similar features and almost the same sexy shape. I mean, y’all both got ass fa’dayz! Yeah! She was fine as hell! Why all the questions about Iesha? What’s the deal?” Chance inquired almost as if he knew that I was up to something.

  “No reason, no reason at all… Well, I gotta get ready to go. I have an eleven thirty class. Chance; please come straight home tonight after your work out. Don’t forget we’re supposed to go out to that new club on the navy pier. Thanks again for breakfast baby. It was delicious! Gimme a kiss… I gotta go before I’m late,” I said as I hurried off to get in the shower.

  Chance walked slowly from the balcony and stood at the foot of the bed, almost puzzled.

  CHAPTER 7

  Later on about two o’clock; as I was leaving class, my cell phone rang.

  “Hello?” I answered.

  It was Iesha calling to make sure that everything was still on for tonight and that I hadn’t chickened out.

  “Don’t be nervous; you are in expert hands, I assure you. Just relax... By the way, what are you doin’ right now?” Iesha asked.

  “Nothing much, just gettin’ out of class. Why?” I asked her.

  “Rayqelle, why don’t you come meet me at Frederick’s? They got a nice ass sale goin’ on. Maybe we could pick up a lil’ something to wear for tonight. You know, to make it all the more interesting.” Iesha responded.

  “Alright, gimme twenty minutes and I’ll meet you there.” I told Iesha.

  All the way there I kept thinking, “Is this right? Maybe there’s some shit you just don’t mess around with; this was probably one of them. After all, Iesha was my girl and Chance was my man. What if something goes wrong? What could go wrong? I mean, we’ve never done this before, and I am taking a huge risk. Iesha can be a shiesty lil’ bitch. What if she turns him out? What if they like each other? What if? What if I’m just trippin’? Stop it girl! Just stop already! It’s just one night and its just sex. Right? Of course it is... Then why the hell am I sittin’ here talkin’ to myself? I am trippin’... Like Iesha s
aid, I just need to relax but I’m just gonna keep my wits about me in the process.”

  As I approached Frederick’s, my cell phone rang again. This time it was Chance; he said that he just called to see what I was doing and to see if I needed anything from the outlet mall. He was there picking up some art supplies… I told him that I was just out doing a little shopping with Iesha and that I would be home around seven o’clock. I then asked Chance if he was still goin’ to work out, he said “yes.” I reminded him to please be home by eight so that we could make it to the club on time. He asked me again, what’s goin’ on and what was the big surprise? I told him to just trust me and that I would see him later tonight.

  When I walked into the store Iesha was standing in front of the main mirror at the center of the store. She had on a white boostire and panty set with the matching garter and stockings. Iesha was such an exhibitionist. The whole store watched as she strutted back and forth in an outfit that was carefully pieced together solely with seduction in mind. Iesha was really pretty, with a body like “Whoa!” 36-24-42; and she knew how to work it. She had the attention of everybody in the place; all eyes were on her and she knew it. Including mine!

  “Hey girl! So… what do you think? Will it make his mouth water? Is it too much? Not enough? What? Gimme some kinda’ feedback here; after all he is yo’ man. Now who would know better than you how to please him? Right?” Iesha said looking at me through the mirror’s reflection.

  .

  “Yeah... He’ll love it! I’ll take the same outfit; in a soft baby blue. That’s his favorite color,” I said to the store clerk as she walked past and smiled bashfully.

  “What’s wrong?” Iesha asked as she turned around facing me.

  “I’m fine. I just want to make sure that everything is perfect. I want this to be so good that he could live off the memories; cuz’ after tonight, he’s gonna have to...” I told her.

  “So lemme get this straight! You think Chance ain’t gon’ ever touch another woman after tonight? Just cuz’ y’all gettin’ married? Don’t tell me you livin’ in that Grimm’s Fairytale! I know plenty of men who’s wives live in that same fantasy world and try to make them live in it too. Most of them end up comin’ to a bitch like me! Girl let me give you a good sound piece of advice, from one friend to another. Don’t hold on too tight! You’ll squeeze the love right out of him, and before you know it… well, you know the rest.” Iesha said smugly as she turned and walked back into the dressing room; still commanding the attention of every eye in the store.

  “Well, I’m gonna head on home and start gettin’ ready for tonight. I guess I’ll see you at the club around ten o’clock? Please don’t be late,” I said as I soberly reflected on the reality of her last comment.

  “Wild horses couldn’t keep me away. Now, remember what I said; not too tight...” Iesha said stopping to look at me once again through the mirror with her back still turned as I stood behind her. I could feel her eyes watching me as I walked away, watching like a predator stalkin’ her prey.

  CHAPTER 8

  As I got into the car I started thinking about everything that me and Iesha did back in college. All the games we ran, all the niggas we played, and all of the foul ass shit we use to do for a dollar. I worked so hard to get away from that shit; to leave at all behind and I’m a different person now. I’ve grown up. I just hope that Iesha has too.

  I finally made it home around six that evening. In just enough time to finish up a few last minute details and I made it a special point to send Chance on a few small errands to keep him busy until about eight thirty. I then thought, maybe I would have a little drink to help settle my nerves. So I went over to the wet bar in the dining room and poured myself a double shot of Patron. I knew that I was gonna need all the liquid courage I could get to make it through tonight. Don’t get me wrong, God knows it’s not like this is my first time gettin’ down like this but it’s just my first time with Chance, and as crazy as it might sound… I just want it be special.

  By then about an hour or so had passed. With almost ninety minutes left I figured I would take a nice relaxing bubble bath. I had so many things goin’ through my head as I slipped into the steaming hot water. Damn, it hit me! I was horny as hell and by the time that double shot of Patron finally kicked in I was feelin’ pretty damn good! Hell, for real I was actually kind of looking forward to this little rendezvous. Had I turned into a freak? Shit, who was I foolin’? I had been a freak for years but this will be the first time Chance has seen this side of me; and only for tonight. Chance will be home soon. This was gonna be a night to remember. All my cares seemed to melt away as I soaked in the quiet of the evening, hypnotized by the waters drip from the faucet. Almost asleep, I nodded forward and then I heard the door close down stairs. It was Chance. I could hear him as he hurried up the steps calling to me. “Where you at babe? You gettin’ ready?”

  “In here Chance. I’m just finishing my bath,” I said.

  “Rayqelle, have you seen my blue Tommy Hilfiger shirt?” Chance asked.

  “It’s in the back closet, on the left hand side.” I responded.

  I watched Chance as he came into the bathroom to get ready. I could smell his masculine scent as he leaned over the side of the tub to kiss me. “Take those clothes off and get in,” I said as my nipples tingled from the sight of his tall, slim, muscular physique.

  .

  As he sat down between my legs in the tub I slowly washed his body, taking my time as if we had no place to be. I moved the cloth over his big strong back, his broad shoulders and then letting the water rain down over his smooth baldhead. I sucked the droplets of water from his neck.

  “Don’t start nothin’ you ain’t ready to finish,” he said as he turned to look at me.

  “You the one that ain’t ready,” I replied playfully.

  “What is that supposed to mean?” he said.

  “You’ll find out soon enough, trust me;” I said as I got up to get out of the tub.

  “Where are you goin’,” He asked, reaching for my hand.

  “I’m gettin’ out and so are you. Finish washin’ up, Big Daddy so we can go.” I said as the soapy water glistened over him.

  By then that Patron was really starting to kick in and all my inhibitions were goin’ out the window one by one. My heart pounded from excitement and anticipation as I watched Chance dress. Yeah, I was already horny as hell and I knew that in just a few short hours from now there would be no turning back.

  I wanted to grab him and strip his ass right back out of those clothes. It took every ounce of self-control that I had in side of me to hold back my hormones as they raged for him. Besides, I couldn’t wait to see Chance’s face once me and Iesha got a hold of his ass. I couldn’t wait to get back home tonight!

  Once we were both dressed and ready to go, I took one more quick survey of the house. I had to make sure that everything was in place; scented candles, slow music, condoms placed inside the pillowcase, and some chilled bottled water.

  “Girl, let’s go… How are you gonna rush me, then take yo’ sweet time and make us late? You better bring yo’ self on!” Chance yelled from down stairs, while grabbing his jacket and keys. Everything was ready. Chance and I got into the car and made our way to the club. It was only about fifteen minutes away but that had to be the longest fifteen minutes of my life. The whole time I just kept thinking, “This is it! I hope everything works out like I planned.”

  CHAPTER 9

  “This is supposed to be a really hot club! Everybody is talkin’ about it… and for forty bucks a head it better be the bomb! Oh, and I hope you are ready to see some shit, cuz’ it’s supposed to be off the hook up in there! When I say off the hook that’s exactly what the fuck I mean. Jay said he came last week and it was a real live freak fest, girls on girls, mutha’fuckas poppin’ X and everything. So stay close to me.” Chance said as we made our way down Michigan Avenue toward the navy pier.

  The parking lot by the pier was so pa
cked that we barely found a space. As we got to the pier and approached the club we could see that the line was a block and a half long. Chance was pissed. He said, “I don’t care what they got goin’ on in there, I ain’t standin’ in this long ass line! Forget it come on, let’s go. We’ll find something else to do tonight cuz’ this is ridiculous!”

  “Let’s just stand here for a while and see how fast the line moves. Please Chance? I really want to go in and check it out! I’ve been thinkin’ about it all day long and if we stay I got a surprise for you…” I whispered in his ear.

  “There you go with that surprise shit again! What’s this big surprise you keep on talkin’ about anyway? What are you up to?” Chance asked.

  “You’ll see, just trust me! So, can we stay, please?” I pleaded giving him the sad puppy dog eyes.

  “Alright. But we ain’t waitin’ in this damn line all night, I know that.” Chance grumbled as he looked around at a seemingly endless line of people.