by Tina Lee
James went to work the day after talking to Phil like he did almost every day. He put on the same jeans and tee shirt that he always did. He went through his day checking identification of people walking in, but he was starting to become familiar with a majority of the customers. The town was small, but it was also filled with plenty of heavy drinkers which meant his job was very much necessary. His job became the most difficult when people were stumbling and arguing with their boyfriend or friend at the end of the night. Luckily, he was good at keeping people cheerful and safe. James continued to let people in when he saw a face that he recognized.
The man was about James's age. He had dark features, and he wore jeans and a leather jacket as well. He had a beard, and he smiled at James, but he didn't say anything.
“Go on in,” James said.
“Thanks,” he said.
James knew that this was an old friend from his drug dealing days. What would he be doing here? They were always friends in the past, so he didn't think he was sent here by his bosses to threaten or hurt him. Finally, James saw him go into the men's bathroom. James saw that the bar was slow, and it was early in the night, so he went to the bathroom, too. The man was in a stall, so James went into the stall next to him.
“What are you doing here?” James asked.
“Is that a way to say hello to an old friend?”
“You're not funny,” James said. “What's up?”
“I'm here to warn you.”
“Warn me?”
“Yeah,” the man said. “You have really pissed off Kobra. He wants his money.”
“Kobra sent you?” James asked. Kobra was a name that he didn't want to hear. He was the head of everybody. James only met his a couple of times, but in those couple of times he saw him do some questionable things. James could live with his minions coming after him, but if Kobra was on a mission, James needed to be afraid. He also needed to protect Jenna.
“No. I just heard from other people that they have orders to come after you. You've been my boy through a lot, and I had to tell you.”
“I don't know how to thank you. I could be dead without you,” James said.
“He’s really pissed, James. Just give him his fucking money and get out of this fucking town.”
“I earned that money. No fucking way,” James said.
“That money won’t have any use if you’re dead.”
“If he kills me, he’ll never find where I hid it,” James said softly.
“If you push him that far, then I don’t think he’ll care about the money. I think the sight of you dead would be enough.”
“I’m going to fix everything. I just need little time.”
“I’m sorry, bud. You don’t have time.”
“I know.”
“I don't think you're going to be too safe here. People are talking about how you're building a nest egg here and everything. With some chick?”
“Yeah,” James said. “I wanted to.”
“Well, good luck with that. I don't think that you're going to be able to do it safely. Maybe take her with or something. I don't know. You know I don't fuck around with girls like that.”
“Yeah. You would with this one.”
“Bad move, my friend. Do that girl a favor and leave her. You hear me? We’re scumbags, we deserve whatever comes our way. Innocent people, like her, don’t deserve to be in this mess.”
James nodded, even though the man couldn’t possibly see him.
“Well, good luck,” the man said, then left the stall.
“Thanks for letting me know,” James said.
James sat there by himself. A tear fell down his cheek, but he wiped it off and went back to work. Jenna walked in to start her shift shortly after that, and James thought about the conversation when she saw her beautiful smile. His friend was right. Jenna was innocent. He didn’t deserve her, and a part of him always knew that she was too good for him. A happy and stable life? He felt silly for even thinking of such a thing. There were no happy endings for guys like him.
Jenna was frisky that night when they got home. They had some shots at the bar before they left, and she couldn't help but climb all over James when they got into bed. She kissed on his neck and caressed his chest and stomach until she reached his tamed beast. She was in nothing but her panties, and she gave James her eyes that were just completely filled with desire. James couldn't take advantage of her like that, and he kissed her on the forehead.
“I'm tired, babe. Let's just call a night.”
“But, daddy, I want it,” she moaned into his ear.
“It's okay, sweetie. I promise I’ll give it to you as soon as I can.”
Jenna continued to rub on him.
“But you're ready for me now. Please give it to me!”
“Shhh,” James said.
James knew what he was about to do, and he started rubbing Jenna's back with the tips of his fingers until she fell asleep on his chest. When he was sure that she was fully asleep, he got up and tucked her into bed. He then kissed her on the cheek, got into his crappy truck that he used when he couldn't ride his bike, and he drove off.
Decisions
James drove down the road in silence. He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know what he was going to do. Was this going to be the rest of his life? Constantly on the road hiding from people?
James couldn't even leave a note for Jenna or his work. He had to just drive and keep going. He tried desperately not to think about Jenna, but he couldn't get the beautiful image of her body out of his head. She was a strong girl. James was sure that she would get on with her life without him. She would meet another guy, and she would give him all of her attention. The idea of Jenna with another man was starting to make James sick, and he couldn't imagine her giving herself to anyone else the way she gave herself to him. He couldn't just let her go because he was afraid could he?
James parked the car and sat there thinking about what to do. The biggest fear he had was that his past was going to come hurt Jenna. What if she had to come home to a bloody mess and find him dead one day? What if these men decided to come hurt her? The idea was sickening. What if they killed her? What if they decided they liked her too much to kill her? That would be even worse.
James looked out at the beautiful sky in front of him filled with stars and remembered Jenna's arms around him and the wind in his face. He wanted to experience that for the rest of his life. Now, he was sitting here terrified on the side of the road about to run again. He was always running. He was always on the road. It made him feel comfortable to stay on the road and run instead of working toward a stable home.
James couldn't allow his fears to hold him back anymore. He told himself that he was running away from Kobra, but he was really running away from getting hurt. He never had a stable home, and it made him feel uncomfortable. He also couldn't bear to see the people he loved in pain. He left when his mother was struggling, and he was going to leave because he didn't want to see Jenna struggle with his problems.
The answer now wasn't to run away. The answer was to man up and tell Jenna everything so that she could make her own decision. James would then have to deal with Kobra while somehow also keeping Jenna safe. She was very good with the knife he gave her. He could teach her how to shoot a gun. He could also handle Kobra himself as quickly as possible and hope that he walked out of it as unscathed as possible.
James started up the truck and drove back down the road to Jenna's apartment again. He couldn't possibly leave his new woman that way. He loved her. He didn't want to make her feel abandoned.
James stopped at the local coffee shop and got sweet iced coffee and donuts. It was still early, but he needed a good excuse to explain where he was. He walked back into the house and put the coffee in the fridge and the donuts on the counter. He walked into the bedroom to see Jenna laying under the covers still. She had no idea that he had left.
James climbed back into bed, and he put his hands on her beautifu
l body. Her skin was so soft, and her body lined up with his perfectly. As he started to kiss her neck and run his hand over her stomach, he could hear her waking up and moaning softly.
“Mmmm, baby. Keep going.”
“You want me to keep kissing you here?” James asked, kissing her neck.
“Yes,” she moaned.
“You want me to kiss you here, too?” James asked, sliding his tongue around her nipple.
“God yes!”
“Do you want me to kiss here?” James asked, moving down and kissing Jenna on her soft thighs.
“Oh, keep going, baby. Keep going.”
James kissed her thighs and slid his tongue across the top of her panties. He moved the thong out of the way and slide his tongue inside of her lips.
“What did I do to deserve this?”
“I just like pleasing you.”
“Oh, you're so good, baby,” Jenna moaned.
James continued to lick her, and he slide his single finger inside of her. She squirmed and moaned more and more.
“Baby, put it inside of me. Please put it inside of me,” Jenna said in a low cracking voice.
James kept licking and sliding his finger in and out of her until he could feel her juices running down his fingers. James came up and kissed her on the lips.
“Do you like how you taste, baby?”
“Mmmm hmmmm,” Jenna continued to kiss James. “Please put it in me.”
“I don't know, baby. Are you sure you want it?” James asked, rubbing himself against her, putting the very tip of himself in her and taking it back out.
“Yes! Yes!”
“I don't know...”
“Oh, baby. Fuck me!” Jenna screamed and pulled him closer, forcing him inside of her. James could feel her gushing over him all over again. He looked in her eyes and went slowly, watching every one of her facial expressions to see what she liked the best. He knew her body, and he knew how to make it feel as good as possible. James made faster and faster motions until Jenna was gripping his arm in and burying her face in his chest to keep herself from screaming.
James loved Jenna's smile after she came. She looked so happy and peaceful. She reached up for James, still half-asleep and gave him a kiss.
“You're the best,” she whispered.
James laid back down and placed Jenna on his chest to fall back asleep. James couldn't believe that he was going to leave Jenna just earlier that night. What was he thinking? The road was far from over. He knew that he had a lot of explaining to do to Jenna, and he had some fights ahead of him. Everything was going to be worth it, though.
“No. You're the best, baby,” James said. “I got you iced coffee and donuts in the kitchen. Maybe we can wake up and put some whiskey in the coffee. We don't work today.”
“Ha. I wish, honey. I can't drink anymore. I was going to tell you later, but I'll tell you now.
“Tell me what?” James asked.
“I found out last night that I'm pregnant,” Jenna said with a smile.
James was completely shocked. He assumed that she was on birth control or something. He gently rubbed Jenna's head and kissed her. “That's great news, baby!” he said while she fell back asleep. He stayed up wondering how he was going to protect his family.
He had no choice, now. To protect his woman and child; Kobra must die.
He kissed the sleeping Jenna and whispered in her hear, “I love you with all my heart, and I’ll never leave your side.” A smile stretched across his face. I’m going to be a father, he thought. He didn’t sleep much that night. He stay up and imagined what his life could be. Different versions of his life with Jenna and his child. He imagined teaching his son baseball. He imagined pushing his daughter on a swing. He imagined proposing to Jenna, something he thought he would never do.
“I’m going to take care of you and our baby,” he whispered. The first rays of the morning sun shone through the window. It was a new day, and a new beginning.
My Black Boss
I’d been working at the firm for 4 years when my boss came to me about a promotion. It really had been time, I’d been angling for one for ages and taking on extra jobs around the office to try and get noticed. So by the time Sam came to ask if I was interesting in going for a higher position I almost jumped at the opportunity. All I had to do was give a presentation on Friday morning about my best sales while I’d been with the firm and make my case for why I was the best for the job. I went home that night and prepped all my work ready for the end of the week.
Heading into work on Friday I made sure to wear my cutest but most professional outfit. I had chosen a nice pencil skirt, with sensible heels and a cute, light pink shirt – girly but business like. I strutted into the presentation room confidently, I knew my topic well, I was ready for any questions that might be asked and most of all, I was sure I was right for this promotion. However, I was taken aback when I noticed Emily was also in the room, stood waiting for our boss.
“Hey Katie,” she smiled when she saw me come in. “Are you here for the promotion too?” she asked politely, though I could notice the surprise in her voice.
“Yeah, Sam asked me about it on Monday. I didn’t realise he had asked other people in our office, I thought it was going to be from the other firms across the city.” I replied, wondering out loud how awkward this would be, competing against my co-worker. Only one of us would come out here successful and with a new, better job. The other is only going to leave that room stuck in the same, boring position as before and may well also end up feeling humiliated and a little bit insignificant.
We weren’t left for too long to overthink our actions as our boss, Sam, just walked into the room. Sam was a great boss; he had always been fair and supportive to us in the firm. He was a tall, strong black man in his mid-thirties. His shirts always fit him just so you could make out his defined abs and arm muscles through the material. He had full lips, high cheekbones and a strong masculine jaw. He was clean shaven and always had a hint of some expense aftershave to him when he would walk by in the office. Everyone knew he was a single man and I think we all harboured a secret crush on him. I mean how could you not like him on at least some level?! He really was hot and I think the other girls would be lying if they said they hadn’t fantasied about him at least once in their working lives.
“Come in ladies,” Sam said to both of us, gesturing for us to sit down in the large room. “Ok, so you both know why you are here, I think we should start with the presentations first.” He sat down and looked at us as if to ask who was going to start. Emily went first, her presentation wasn’t that good to be honest and from looking at her talking about her sales records I started to feel better.
I was a much stronger saleswoman than her, so this technically should be a breeze. When she was finished, I walked to the front of the room ready to start my own presentation. I had only made it through 3 slides when Emily started to look angrily back at me. She knew my work was better, she could tell I was going to get this job and she was not happy about it.
Emily moved her hand over to Sam’s lap from where she was sat beside him and started to caress the inside of his thigh. He looked shocked at this action but didn’t stop her, and I wasn’t going to be put off either so I continued with my speech. The touching and groping that Emily was doing, however, had left Sam in a less attentive state than I would have liked, as his large erection was protruding eagerly from his suit trousers. Emily shifted her delicate hands over to his bulge, not even blinking and daringly began to rub and tease him from over his clothing. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, Sam closed his eyes and exhaled deeply, clearly enjoying what Emily was doing yet also trying to remain in control of himself and his now obviously lusty desires.
“Emily, what are you doing?” I shouted, getting annoyed now that no-one was paying attention to my presentation and that she was so clearly trying to sabotage me just because I was a better employee.
“Oh Katie, relax,” she said with a wa
ve of her hand in my direction “I’m just showing Sam the perks of hiring me as his new right hand girl.” and then she moved her face over in front of Sam’s and I could only assume they had begun making out from the soft sucking noises and the gentle moans that Emily was making while she continued teasing and rubbing Sam’s hard bulge.
I didn’t know what to do and I was frozen watching them. Emily moved her hands in a steady motion over Sam’s crotch and he responded by moving his hips slightly, helping to increase the friction and to make her rubbing feel better. His hands reached up and clung on to Emily’s back, holding her tightly and moving her round so that she was positioned to face him square on, his grip looked strong and firm. Moving round to the front of her shirt he wasted no time in unbuttoning it. A tearing ripping sound was followed by a scatter of buttons and Emily’s shirt was tossed, ripped open, to the floor.
Sam then pushed her to stand up, momentarily breaking the endless passionate kiss that they had been having and shifted her so she was stood in front of him. He unzipped her trousers and helped her to slide them over her round hips and down past her shapely ass. Emily was stood now, with her back to me in her underwear and as Sam started to take his own trousers off and motion her to straddle his lap and continue making out with him, I felt a warm little trickle inside my own panties. I was being turned on by watching this, and to make matters worse, my anger at being ignored like this was actually only adding to the new horny feeling that was growing stronger now inside me.