by K, S
Tia shuddered and reached back to encircle his neck with her arm as she desperately moved against the fingers quickly bringing her to an orgasm. Dom lifted his head and looked at Keisha who was kneeling on the bed watching them.
“Lie back,” he told her again. Keisha looked at him in surprise but did what he said. “Open your legs, baby,” he directed Keisha.
Biting her lip, Keisha again did as he requested. Tia was on the verge of climaxing when he removed his hand. Tia groaned in frustration and begged him to continue, but instead, Dom pushed her down on her hands and knees and positioned her between Keisha’s legs. Dom moved behind her and pushed the head of his dick slowly into Tia’s pussy.
“Uhhhhh…“ Tia moaned, trying to push back and take more of his dick.
Dominick grabbed her hips and kept her still as he teased her, using dick control to keep her screaming for more. Reaching down, he pushed Tia’s head between Keisha’s thighs.
“Make her cum…”
Turned on to the max as she watched Dominick, Keisha closed her eyes and arched her back as Tia licked and sucked her clit as if it were a pot of honey and her tongue was the bee.
“Ohhhh…..awwwwww…” Keisha reached down and grabbed Tia’s hair as she undulated beneath her skillful tongue.
When Dominick gave Tia a little bit more dick, Tia moaned and hummed against Keisha’s clit. The deeper Dominick fucked Tia the hungrier she ate Keisha. He hit another one of her spots, causing Tia to lift her head and push back to try and impale herself on his dick, but he remained in control.
Tia groaned that she had never had dick this good before. “Please…” she begged. “Oh…fuck….”
Dominick withdrew until only the tip rested inside Tia. “Make her cum first…”
Tia proceeded to give Keisha the best oral she'd ever performed, knowing her reward was going to be all of Dominick’s dick. Seeing Keisha on the brink of an orgasm, Dominick started fucking the shit out of Tia. Keisha screamed as she came against Tia’s tongue with Dominick watching her the entire time. Tia didn’t realize that the only reason why she was getting it so good was because he was turned on from seeing his baby in the throes of ecstasy.
“Mmmm…yesss ….cum for me….” he whispered to Keisha.
Closing his eyes, he grabbed Tia’s hips and thrust into her a few more times, making both of them writhe in pleasure from the force of their climax. When he finally pulled out of Tia, she weakly collapsed beside Keisha. Dom stood up and kissed his woman, then went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. He paused and leaned on the sink as he stared into the mirror. Seconds later, he heard Keisha calling for him.
“Dom…? We’re waiting, baby.”
He grinned at his reflection as he thought about the evening Keisha had so carefully planned for him.
“You are one lucky bastard,” he remarked to the satisfied face staring back at him before turning to go and join his baby.
The limousine dropped them off at home late the next day. Tia had left sometime in the middle of the night. Afterwards, Dom and Keisha had taken a long, hot bath then slept late the next morning. After eating brunch, they got a burst of energy as if their engines had been refueled. This time the leisurely sex-a-thon was just for the two of them to enjoy.
Dom opened the front door for Keisha to walk into the house, and after closing it, leaned back against the frame and stared at Keisha with an unfathomable expression on his face. She’d only taken a few steps before she realized he wasn’t behind her. She looked over her shoulder then stopped when she saw him just leaning against the door - watching her.
“Baby?” Keisha smiled. He was so gorgeous. She still had to pinch herself every day to make sure she wasn’t dreaming.
Dom smiled when he saw her smile, just because. He pushed away from the door and slowly walked towards her. His hands caressed her face and his thumb gently outlined the sensual shape of her lips.
“I love you.”
For a moment, panic overtook Keisha and she couldn’t speak, but then it was as if all of the pieces fell into place. She gave him a shaky smile through eyes that watered and welled up with tears.
“That wasn’t supposed to make you cry,” Dom smiled.
Taking a deep breath, she took the plunge. “I love you too. Very much.”
Dominick’s smile widened as he leaned down and kissed her before pulling her close. They stood like that for a long time, not needing or wanting to say anything. This was enough. Things had never been more perfect in either of their lives. Nothing could come between them as long as they had each other.
That is until Keisha received a phone call that would change the course of their lives - and possibly their relationship.
An hour later, Dominick left to pick up an important report he'd left at the office. Work was the last thing on his mind right now, but he needed to go over the paperwork before Monday. Keisha walked him to the door and kissed him goodbye, thinking how much she missed him already.
Deciding to take a quick nap until Dominick came back, she headed towards her bedroom and was halfway there when she heard her cell phone ring. Keisha hesitated and groaned out loud, tempted to just let it ring. She didn’t feel like going all the way back to the front to get her purse, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to get any rest because she'd be wondering who had called.
Sprinting back, she quickly pulled her cell out and answered the call.
“Hello.” She flung herself down on the couch and tried to catch her breath. “Helloooo…” she repeated when no one responded. She knew someone was on the other end; she could hear them breathing.
Finally the voice answered. “Hello….”
Keisha frowned and sat straight up the moment she recognized the voice.
“Why are you calling me? What do you want?”
There was a pause.
“Now that’s not very polite.”
“You have two seconds to tell me the purpose of this phone call, then I’m hanging up, and don’t you ever call me again.”
“You think you’re all that don’t you? You think you have everything, and that your little world is perfect.”
“That’s it. I’m hanging up, and don’t call my fucking phone again.”
“I sent you something…” she said in a rush just as Keisha’s hand was poised to disconnect the call.
“Excuse me?” Keisha was furious. “I don’t want you to send me a got damn thing…”
“Oh, but you’ll want this. I promise you. Check your email, then call me back at the number on your phone.”
Keisha laughed. “Yeah, right. I’d advise you not to hold your breath.”
Keisha hung up the phone and threw it on the couch, trying to calm down. She has a lot of nerve, she thought. How fucking dare she call me! And then to think I’ll call her back??
Keisha lay down on the couch, determined to put the whole conversation out of her mind and get some rest, but no matter how she turned and closed her eyes, then turned the other way, she couldn’t get the conversation out of her mind. Finally she sat up and reached for her laptop on the table in front of her.
“This is ridiculous,” she grumbled, even as she pulled up her email and went to her inbox.
Scrolling down the list of unopened messages, mostly spam, she came to the email in question. Keisha pointed the arrow to it and clicked. She frowned as she read the subject line: I THOUGHT THREE WAS A CROWD....
“What tha…?”
Keisha clicked the attachment in the email and when she saw the contents, she covered her mouth to keep the scream inside. On the monitor on front of her were pictures of her and Dominick entering Sapphire Blue last night…pictures of them watching the stage shows….shots of Tia coming over and giving Dom a lap dance…Dominick with his hands on Tia’s ass as he covered her breast with his mouth while Keisha licked the woman's nipple.
Other pictures showed the two of them going into the room last night with an obvious look of anticipation on their face
s, and then Dominick opening up the door as Tia walked in. Only his bare chest was visible in the photo, but it didn’t take a genius to figure out he was naked – but that wasn’t the worst of it.
The last attachment showed a video clip of Keisha, Dominick, and Tia in the bed, performing one sexual act after the other, their faces reflecting pleasure, satisfaction, and pure lust.
Keisha slammed the laptop down. Her hands violently trembled and she could barely catch her breath.
Calm down. Just stop and calm down…
Keisha took several deep gulps of air, but it didn’t help. Finally, she closed her eyes and forced herself to relax. Swallowing past the golf ball sized lump in her throat, Keisha reached for the phone. The call connected on the first ring.
“It’s about time you called me back,” the voice on the other end said with a hint of annoyance. “Now…what was that you were saying, Ms. High and Mighty Bitch…..”
Trying not to let the fear in her voice reflect in her tone, Keisha said, “Rochelle…what do you want from me?”
Rochelle laughed. “What do I want from you, Keisha? Hmmm…well let’s see. How about a little respect first of all.”
Keisha kept her voice calm. “What is that supposed to mean.”
The laughter went out of Rochelle’s voice. “What is that supposed to mean?! See…that shows me right there what a selfish, self- centered bitch you really are.”
“Rochelle-”
“I’M STILL TALKING! SHUT UP!”
Keisha bit her lip. She was trying not to antagonize this crazy skank and agitate her any more than she already was, so she kept quiet. Rochelle’s voice became noticeably calmer.
“Thank you! That’s better. Now as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, you’re selfish and you only think about yourself. I would’ve given you anything, Keisha. I loved you.”
Her voice broke a little as she said the last sentence. When Keisha didn't respond, Rochelle's voice took on an ominous tone.
“You used me. You used me then you threw me aside once you decided to move to Las Vegas with those other bitches who always treated me like I was lower than crap on the bottom of their shoes. And then you met….Dominick Spain!” She spat Dominick’s name out as if it was a bad flavor in her mouth she couldn’t wait to get rid of.
At the mention of Dominick’s name, Keisha’s eyes narrowed. She had never told Rochelle Dominick’s name.
Chapter 24
“Dominick…? What do you know about Dominick?” It was getting harder and harder for Keisha to remain calm.
Rochelle's laugh was sick and maniacal. “I know more than you think Keisha. I know that Dominick is really the reason why you and I are not together.”
Keisha frowned, beginning to get a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach. “Rochelle…that’s not true. You and I broke up way before me and Dom…Dominick...even met.”
“Yes, but I know you were only taking a little break from our relationship. I realize it was getting too intense, and you needed time to reassess your feelings. And I was giving you that time. I knew you would come back to me sooner or later….and you would have, but you met that mutherfucka and began to change.”
“I didn’t…..”
"YOU DID CHANGE!” Rochelle stopped and took a breath. When she spoke again, her voice sounded amazingly normal. “I’m sorry. You did change, Keisha. I saw it right away, but I wasn’t going to give up on you. I tried to be places where I knew you’d be, hoping you’d realize that you loved me as much as I loved you. And you almost did too. Do you remember the last night I came over to your house and we were together?” Keisha didn’t say a word. “Do you??!!”
Keisha swallowed. “Yes.”
“Do you remember how good it was between us, how good I made you feel baby? I was the best you’d ever had, you said so yourself. We couldn’t get enough of each other that night. When the phone kept ringing and ringing, I guessed it was that bastard calling you, bugging you, but you ignored the calls, and by that time, I knew you realized that you were meant to be with me….” Rochelle paused as if she were reliving that night.
“But when I answered the phone, you were sooooo mad at me. And then when you came back into the bedroom after talking to him….”
Keisha remembered dragging Rochelle out of her bed kicking and screaming. She’d threatened to throw her out of her house naked if she didn’t put her clothes on and get the hell out of her house.
“You acted like I was just some whore. A whore you just finished fucking and had no more use for. I waited and waited for you to come to your senses and call me. Even when you left Atlanta…without even a phone call, I might add…I still waited. I know how hot tempered you are, and I figured you just needed time to cool off. When I didn’t hear anything from you, I hired someone to find you and keep an eye on you. You know, just to make sure you were okay.”
Keisha jumped up off the couch. She’d taken just about all she could take. “You did WHAT?! Have you lost your fucking mind, Rochelle?! No, wait, don’t answer that because clearly from this phone call, hell from that fucking email, you have!”
“DON’T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT KEISHA…..!"
“Fuck that! I’ll talk to you any got damn way I please. What in the fuck is wrong with you?! Rochelle, listen to me and listen closely: I….DON’T…LOVE ….YOU. I’M NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU….I HAVE NEVER BEEN IN LOVE WITH YOU…!!!" Keisha said the words slowly and distinctively. “Did you get that? Does that clear things up for you once and for all?! I don’t know what you hoped to accomplish by spying on me last night. I don’t know if you’re using the video to get off or what! But whatever the reason, that’s some sick shit!! You‘re crazy!”
“DON’T CALL ME CRAZY, KEISHA! I’M NOT CRAZY!” Rochelle started crying. “All I ever wanted to do was love you, take care of you!” She sniffed several times. Then her voice became eerily quiet. “No, no, no. You are not running the show this time. I am. And this is what you’re going to do Keisha. You’re going to leave Dominick. You’re going to tell him that you realize you made a horrible mistake and you want to be with me…”
“What?! Oh, I don’t think so. In fact…this conversation is OVER…”
“It’s not over until I say it’s over, Keisha….”
Keisha paused just as she started to hang up. It wasn’t the words that stopped her. It was the confident, matter of fact way Rochelle said them…
“You want to know why I had pictures taken of you and a video made? And do you want to know how I know you‘re going to leave Dominick?” Keisha waited. “How’s Sam doing, Keisha?”
Keisha’s breath caught in her throat. She felt as if she were drowning with no life raft in sight.
Rochelle laughed. “She’s such a beautiful little girl,” she sighed.
“Rochelle…”
“She looks a little bit like her father….”
Keisha felt faint. “Rochelle…”
“But then again…she sort of looks like her mother too. Justine.”
“How do you….” Keisha stopped.
“How do I know Justine? Oh, I’ve flown to Vegas several times within the last few months. I just ‘happened’ to bump into Justine at the salon she faithfully visits every week. We’ve actually become pretty good friends and had lunch on a couple of occasions. It didn’t take much for her to start spilling her guts about her ex-husband. She hates him, you know,” Rochelle casually said.
“Rochelle…why are you doing this?” Keisha whispered. Now she was starting to get scared. Not for herself, but for Dominick and Samantha.
Rochelle continued with her story as if Keisha hadn’t spoken. “Yes. She hates him. She told me how he dumped her after all those years of marriage, and how he gives her a hard time about Samantha. It didn’t take much to plant the idea in her head that if she had full custody of her daughter instead of having to share her with her ex-husband, things would be a lot easier for her. She didn’t really care about that, but she embraced the i
dea because it would be a way to hurt Dominick. It would give her leverage against him.”
Keisha's eyes closed in horror. She instinctively knew what Rochelle's next words would be.
“Now…what do you think would happen if she got a hold of those disgusting pictures and video of you and little Sammie’s father fornicating with another woman….and all of the nasty things you three did together? Tsk, tsk, tsk….”
“Rochelle, please,” Keisha whispered. “Please don’t do this….”
“Baby, I’m just saying. I don’t think she’d want someone like you around her daughter, someone with such loose morals. I’m sure she wouldn’t want little Sammie corrupted. The only way to insure that wouldn’t happen would be to have full custody of her daughter. And I think Dominick should only have supervised visits with Sammie for a while. I’ll have to remember to put that little tidbit on her mind.”
Keisha did her best to bluff Rochelle. “I don’t even know why you think a plan like that would work. As if Dominick would just give up his daughter without a fight…”
“He wouldn’t have a choice. A judge would make that decision for him,” Rochelle calmly said.
“You wouldn’t…”
“Oh, wouldn’t I, Keisha? What do you think a judge would say if he saw pictures of that little girl’s father doing the things he did to you and a woman he just met?”
“What we did is not against the law! But on the other hand what you’ve done is…”
“Keisha, please. Do you honestly think I’d let all of this lead back to me?” Rochelle laughed. “I have enough money to send this through so many different channels, we’ll be dead and gone before they can even associate the sound of my name with this mess. And you’re right - it’s not against the law. But we’re talking about what’s best for an impressionable little girl. A perverted father who likes orgies may not be the best thing. I mean, who’s to say he never had such activities going on in his house while Sammie was there asleep, and if she wasn’t asleep, who’s to say, these things weren’t done in front of her. Maybe he even made her join in….”