by Red Snapper
LaVette became consumed with her as she cooed, “Come on…do it harder!”
As her client heard that, she finally moved her tongue up and firmly pressed it against her clit, lapping faster at her dark bud, enjoying listening to her moans of gratification. She liked watching her tits heaving up and down from her angle as she gasped for more. This made her so hot that she just began to slip her fingers up her cunt and pumped them in and out while she worked her clit. LaVette’s hips were now moving back and forth, almost ramming her sweet pussy into her client’s face. Her breath was quickening now and she knew she was close. Her client pressed her fingers, finding her G-spot while she licked and felt her spasm.
“OH fuck…oh fuck…lick me…lick me…LICK ME BITCH,” yelled LaVette
She was going crazy while her client lapped up all her cream.
“Don't stop now slut…I'm CUMMING!”
She came hard, cussing like it was the end of the world, which just turned her client on even more as she slowed her tongue as her orgasm subsided and she slid off her face and lay down next to her. They smiled at each other and kissed, enjoying the flavor of their combined pussy juices as I felt myself going into another extreme orgasm as I rubbed my clit profusely. I turned away, with my back against the wall as I tried to stop myself from breathing heavily. I stood up, straightening my black lace shaper chemise as I peeped in the room again. This time I couldn’t believe my eyes as I finally recognized who the client was that LaVette was serving. I walked in the bedroom, strolling slowly toward the bed as I looked down at LaVette and Carissa Edwards, the woman from the clothing store, embraced in an intimate slumber together. All I could do was to put my hands on my mouth as I slowly tried to get out of the room. As I turned around to leave the room, I was stopped by a very sexy and masculine voice, “Hey you…I was hoping that I would run into you!”
I slowly turned to my left as I noticed in a dark corner of the room was a silhouette of an unidentified man, sitting there watching her.
I immediately thought, “He must have been in the room the whole time…watching this shit go down!”
As he stood up and slowly walked into the light to reveal his identity to me, my heartbeat began to race as I stood there like a deer staring into headlights. He continued to stroll closer to me, making me wonder who he could be. I was shaking with anticipation as I watched his feet coming toward me. Suddenly the man was in the dim light provided by the few candles that lit the room. When I looked at him, I blinked my eyes, ensuring I was not dreaming because who I saw in the dim light had me truly stunned. I finally recognized him, standing in front of me, swinging some gold object in his hand. As he stood there looking down at me, I remembered him…it was that police officer from the clothing store. All I could do was to look up at him as he smiled at me revealing a silver tooth. He was wearing a three-piece suit, which meant he must have been promoted to detective or something. I just stood there, speechless as he was standing there in front of me. I slowly looked up at him again, not saying a word. He reached down, taking my face in his hands as he pulled me up to him, kissing me on my soft creamy lips. I was reluctant at first, but when he began to rub my breasts with his strong hands, I felt myself falling into his passion. After we broke the kiss, he looked at me and said, “So this is where you’ve been…I wondered where you were.” “When I saw your friend with Carissa…I knew you had to be somewhere near…at least I hoped you’d be.”
I finally replied as I stared into his eyes, “So what are you doing here…are you here to arrest us?”
He smiled as he looked at me and said, “That depends!”
“That depends on what?”
He slowly walked around me as he responded to my question, “That depends on how well you treat me.” “I can’t let you go now until you give me what I want.”
I just smiled as he finally made his way in front of me. I looked up at him with a sensuous smile on my face as I replied, “And what is it that you want?”
“I don’t have to tell you…I want that sweet pussy you have right there (pointing at my clit)!”
I looked at him and grinned at him mischievously as I looked into his eyes and replied, “You know this pussy ain’t free…it’s gonna cost you...do you think you can afford it?”
“What do you think,” laughing as he playfully slapped my ass?
For some reason, I didn’t feel comfortable with him and I didn’t like the way he was taking this conversation, so I looked at him as I started to walk around him toward the door. Suddenly, he grabbed my arm, preventing me from leaving as he stared down at me. I was now furious as I gazed up at him as he began to speak,
“Look you fine little bitch…you’re going to give up this pussy for free and you’re going to keep giving it to me until I get tired…you feel me?” “If you don’t…I’ll just run you and your girl down to the county jail.”
I looked up at him as I tried to pull free from him but his grip was too strong as he tried to take me into the adjacent room. I continued to fight him as he tried to open the door. As he was opening the door, suddenly the door from the hallway busted open, swinging hard until the doorknob hit the wall.
Chapter 6 -Tangie
May 1988
Grand Hotel
Columbia, Missouri
Standing there in the doorway was Roscoe “Pimpin’ Jay Jefferson, standing there with his .38 Snug Nose Revolver in his right hand and a balled up left fist. He quickly strolled into the room towards me and the officer as he yelled, “HEY MUTHAFUCKA…TAKE YOUR FUCKIN’ HANDS OFF HER NOW!”
As soon as this happened, LaVette and Carissa woke up and sat up in the bed stunned. When Carissa noticed what her friend was doing she quickly got off the bed and began putting on her cloths as she said, “Leland…WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?”
As soon as she spoke, Roscoe grabbed Leland from behind, prying his arms from around my shoulders. When Roscoe grabbed Leland’s arms, breaking me free, I immediately ran to the other side of the room and immediately embraced LaVette as Roscoe and Leland were now brawling like two drunks in a club. They wrestled for a few minutes, and then suddenly Leland fell to the floor. As he tried to get up, he reached for his revolver from inside his suit coat pocket. But as he tried, Roscoe chambered a round, with his gun now resting on Leland’s right temple as he calmly said, “Don’t even fuckin’ try it pussy nigga!” “Put your damn hands up on yo head where I could see em!”
Leland slowly turned toward Roscoe as he replied, “Man…you don’t know who you fuckin’ with!” “I’m the fuckin’ police brother man!” “Let me just show you my badge…I’ll take it out of my suit jacket and I’ll show ya!” “I’m not here to start nothing…just have some fun…okay?”
Roscoe looked at me and then back at Leland as he said, “You’re a fuckin’ pig man?” “Damn…I don’t give a fuck that you are…you’re in my domain, fuckin’ with my shit!” “Now…you take out that gun slow and easy and put it on the floor pig.” “DO IT NOW!”
Carissa yelled at Roscoe, “PLEASE MR PIMPIN JAY…HE DIDN”T MEAN ANY HARM…PLEASE DON’T KILL HIM!”
Leland slowly removed his revolver from his holster and placed it on the floor so that Roscoe could kick it away from him. When he kicked it away from Leland, the gun slid over toward me and I quickly reached down and picked it up, immediately pointing it at Carissa. Carissa quickly said in a calm voice, “Now look…you got this all really twisted…remember…remember when I helped you when ya’ll first come here?” “You don’t have to hurt us…okay?”
I just looked at her as I replied, “Look…we don’t want no trouble…just leave us alone; please get the hell out of here!”
Carissa answered, “Hey now…I want to stay here with your girlfriend…I like her, and I’m not finished with her yet.” “Calm down…let’s just get ourselves focused on what we’re doing here.” “I’m here to have some fun!”
Leland quickly intervened, “Yeah man…I was just trying to get me some
trim when you’re hoe tried to deny me what I came here to do.”
Roscoe laughed as he asked this question, “Did you pay muthafucka…because ain’t shit free around here!”
That was my cue to tell it like it was, “NO…He’s trying to blackmail me into becoming his regular side piece.” “He was gonna rape me if you hadn’t come when you did!”
Roscoe stared at Leland with a furious expression on his face as he grabbed him up off the floor. As Leland struggled to get free from the clutches of Roscoe he said, “Man…if you hurt me…all them whatcha you call PIGS will come running to this place looking for me!” “Now…I know you don’t want the fuckin’ fuzz taking down your fine establishment…do ya?”
Roscoe pulled Leland up to about two inches from his face as he replied, “Listen bitch ass nigga…you don’t come up in here trying to run my shit, or my hoes…you dig?” “Now if you want some pussy…you pay for it or go the fuck somewhere else, partner!”
Carissa shook her head back and forth, as she looked at Leland.
“What’s wrong with you Leland,” said Carissa, “What’s this shit about you coming in here trying to blackmail somebody Leland…man…did I have you all wrong!”
She stared at Leland with a disappointment expression on her face as she said, “So…you just wanted to come here to get Ms. Tangie huh…all this shit about I want you to be with another woman crap was just a trick to get into this fuckin’ place?”
He looked at her with a shit-eating grin as he quickly replied, “Hey…uhh…I was just trying to…!”
She quickly interrupted him, “You used me…you fuckin’ asshole…you fuckin’ used me you ungrateful son of a bitch!”
As Carissa was about to make her move toward Leland, I…still holding the gun shouted, “No you don’t trick…you just stay right where you are.”
LaVette turned toward me and said, “Girl…whatcha doing?” “Let Pimpin’ Jay handle this!”
Carissa looked at me than she turned and addressed Leland, “So this was all about YOU!” “I thought you wanted to see me with another woman, but you just wanted to get me occupied so you can sneak around with her (pointing at me).”
Leland laughed as he began to explain, “Well…I was just…you see…I…wanted her the first time I saw her at the store a couple of years ago. I knew she was here but I struggled for a long time before I could get up enough nerve to come to this place.” “I figured since she was a call girl…I could have her.”
Tears were running down Carissa’s cheeks as she felt nothing but rage for him. She didn’t mind being involved with another woman, but finding out that Leland wanted to fuck me just didn’t set well with her.
Roscoe looked at Carissa and said, “Since you’re not feeling his ass anymore, I suggest that one of ya’ll get the steppin’ and since I’m the owner of this establishment…I think this muthafucka (pointing at Leland) should be the one to bounce!”
Carissa smiled as she replied, “I don’t have a problem with that!”
Just as she said that, Leland started to shout, “WHAT!” “So this is how you gonna treat me…you ungrateful bitch!” “I thought you cared about me!” “I’m your man girl…you can’t do this shit to me!”
She looked at me as she replied, “Not anymore…you’ve played me long enough…besides you’re a one minute man anyway!” “You can’t handle me, let alone try to handle this sexy momma over here!”
Everyone in the room busted out laughing as Roscoe began to drag his ass out the door to the front of the building. Just as he got to the foyer, Roscoe pushed him into the hands of two of his muscular bouncers, who were standing at the door. He looked at them and nodded his head, which gave them the signal to take control of him, pulling him out the front door. As he was being forced against his will out of the establishment, he shouted, “I’m gonna get ya’ll for this shit…ya’ll think ya’ll had the law on your monkey ass before…ya’ll ain’t seen nothing yet…just wait until I tell them that the bitch is here!” “YOU JUST DON’T KNOW…YOU GOT ONE OF THE MOST POWERFUL MOB BOSS’S DAUGHTER IN YOUR STABLE!”“ They’ll be on your ass like white on fuckin’ rice…you dig!” “YOU’RE ASS IS GRASS!”
Roscoe just laughed as they drug Leland out to the parking lot and commenced to kicking his ass. They beat him for at least an hour before they left him in an alley about six blocks from the club.
Roscoe
I thought about what I heard that bitch ass Leland say about Tangie being the daughter of an influential Mob Boss, so I decided to do some research on this newfound information before I confronted her with it. I turned around to walk toward my office as I called for my head henchmen.
I strolled in my office and told him to close the door behind him. As I walked behind my desk, I set down in my extravagant purple and gold crush velvet chair, and put my legs up on the desk, as I placed my revolver down on the desk as well, I being a tobacco connoisseur took out a Cohiba Cigar from my cigar box, fired it up and then began to tell my henchmen what I wanted.
“I need you to do some checking…I need you to find out if any of the crime families has any daughters missing.” “I need you to check back as far back as 1976!”
The henchmen stood there as I blew out a couple of smoke rings, waiting to see if I had more instructions for him. I looked up at him with a frown on my face as I shouted, “Whatcha waiting on…get out, and get what I asked for nigga!”
As soon as he heard that, the henchmen quickly strolled to the door and opened it. As he was about to close it, I shouted, “Leave it open!”
As he hurriedly stepped out the door, Tangie was standing there waiting to come in. She just looked at me as I continued to smoke my cigar. When I finally looked up and saw her standing there, I quickly motioned for her to come into my office. She slowly sauntered toward me, making me shuddered as she moved with such elegance and grace. It took everything I had to keep from standing up and taking her into my arms as she finally made it into the office. I motioned for her to sit in my guest chair as I stood up, walked over to the bar, and poured myself a shot of Hennessey.
“Would you like something to drink my dear?”
She gave me a quick smile as she replied, “I would love a glass of Moet.”
“Excellent choice,” I replied as I quickly took out a bottle from the refrigerator and poured her a glass.
As I slowly walked over to hand her the drink, she stood up to meet me, standing extremely close to me, looking into my face at my brown eyes. I was caught off guard as I was now looking down at her beauty face and she knew I had to catch my composure. If I showed her any sign of weakness, I knew I would lose control of her, but little did I know I already had no control as she continued to entice my ass.
“Are you all right baby…do you need to take a break?”
She smiled as she sipped her drink and then replied, “I’m fine…I just wanted to thank you for what you did for me in there.” “Nobody has ever taken up for me like that…well except my Papa.”
I looked at her as I asked, “Who’s your Papa…do I know him?”
She swiftly turned to face me as she replied, “Let’s not spoil this moment with talk of my family tree.”
She looked me in my eyes as she moved her face toward my lips, kissing on them softly.
She whispered, “What can I do to repay you for coming to my rescue?”
I looked at her as I tried to concentrate on the situation at hand but my lust for her had the best of me. She knew she had me as she continued to kiss me until I began to return my own as she began to rub my crotch, trying to get me aroused. It didn’t take much as her tongue danced in my mouth. She immediately felt my dick beginning to rise.
I thought as I felt myself falling into her trap, “I’m the one who is running this fuckin’ shit…but…I just can’t resist this packet!” “She got me trippin’ man!”
All I could do was to stare in her hazel eyes, hoping that she was sincere with me. I knew she was good and she
had a way with men that they couldn’t resist her.
Finally, she began toying with me, “Its good you got Fancie Fresh as your bottom bitch!” “I know that she must be giving you all the good lovin’ you need…huh Pimpin’ Jay?”
She knew I was feeling extremely hot as she felt my leg shaking. I tried to keep my composure as I thought, “I just can’t let her win at this game…I gotta do something and quickly!”
I looked at her and quickly answered, “Look bitch…you need to move your ass out of here and let me get to my shit!”
She looked up at me, smiling as she began to nipple at my bottom lip.
“Do you really want me to leave…right now?”
When she said that, she began to stroll slowly around me, rubbing on my ass and then slightly grabbing my crotch, holding on to my now throbbing shaft.
She cooed as she said, “If you want it…you know where to find me.”
I smiled as she strolled over to the door. Just as she opened the door, standing on the other side was Fancie Fresh, with her hand up as if she was about to knock on the door. She looked at Tangie with this “what the fuck are you doing in here expression” as she smiled at her and sauntered down the hall and slowly turned the corner. I know she could feel me watching her until I couldn’t see her anymore as Fancie Fresh tried to get my attention.
“Roscoe…what’s up with that shit?” “You’re playing with the help again?” (Pointing down the hall)
I looked at her with a malicious expression and said, “Look bitch…mind yo own business…what’s up…whatcha want?”
She smiled as she walked over toward me and began to rub my shoulders as she replied, “I just wanted to see if you were hungry.” “I can order Chinese and then we can get all cozy and make love all night long just like you like it?” “Whatcha say baby?”
I moved away from her and sat down at my desk. I lit up my cigar again and replied, “Okay bitch…go order it then.”