CheckMate (Play At Your Own Risk)

by Mickens, Tiece

  “Janet, you’re crazy! But, I like this.” Monty took his clothes off. He eagerly got in the pool, laughing.

  “Don’t worry. It’s heated in here already,” Janet said as she swam over to Monty, then went under the water and began giving him head.

  Damn! How is she doing this shit? Her ass gonna choke if she ain’t careful, he thought.

  Janet quickly emerged and wrapped her legs around Monty’s back like it wasn’t her first time doing it. Monty held her close to him as he floated out in the deeper section of the pool. Then, he untied her red bikini top while gently caressing her breasts. Janet kissed his neck. He pulled her red bikini bottom off and immediately slid his dick inside her. She hugged him tight and he stroked her quickly, making her cum. She gasped for air as she was uncontrollably having an orgasm. Monty began to smile from ear to ear.

  This is what I’m talking about. I don’t know what I was thinking. I can’t give this shit up right now, he thought.

  Monty held onto Janet as he waded slowly in the water. Once Janet’s back was against the marble siding wall of the pool, he grabbed her legs and held them up by his shoulders. After positioning himself, he went in and out of her repeatedly. The water felt like a tidal wave as it rushed up against their bodies with each stroke. Monty started to feel himself getting ready to bust one as he pumped her a little faster. Janet exploded again. Monty then turned her around and hit it from the back, causing a whirlwind while he stopped himself from nutting. Janet turned around and hugged Monty around his neck.

  “Can’t you stay for a little while longer?” she asked. He quickly thought about Candy and their arrangement.

  “Naw, I’ma have to go. I got other things I have to do today.” Monty quickly got out of the pool.

  “That’s cool, but you know I expect to see you again before my boyfriend returns home.”

  “Just call me. I’ll come if I ain’t already into something else,” Monty responded as he dried off and put his clothes back on. He needed to go see Candy so he could get that nut off of his chest.

  Janet got out of the pool, dried off, and walked Monty back through the house and out the front door. He left Janet’s house and got inside of his car, then pulled off thinking about the excitement he just experienced. He then thought quickly and text messaged Sierra back.

  R u free... Mo Money

  Yep. I’m waiting on u. What’s up…? Sassy

  Give me about 30 min.... Mo Money

  Cool, I’ll c u then... Sassy

  Monty dialed Candy’s number as he drove to Louisville. It was quicker to get there from Burke County, so he took Hwy 56 all the way there. He figured he’d take a quick shower over to Sierra’s crib once he arrived.

  “Hey, Boo,” Candy said as she answered the phone.

  “Hey, what’s going on? I’m calling to check on you. What you been up to?” Monty asked, and then turned down his CD player so he could hear.

  “I’m just sitting around here talking with your sister. She’s been keeping me laughing. I thought you might’ve gone home to get some rest.”

  “Yeah, well, I did go home but I ran out to the store for my aggravating mama who acted like she was too tired to go anywhere,” Monty said. Why in the hell am I lying to her?

  “Oh, okay,” Candy replied, wondering if Monty may be lying to her. But, she didn’t want to think about it too much. “Okay, well, go on home and get you some rest. Call me when you get up.”

  “Alright, I’ll call you whenever I get up because you have been wearing a brotha out lately.” Monty tried to make a joke and throw Candy off a little.

  “I’ll talk to you later then,” she said as they ended the call. She sat there listening to Mona, but was thinking about Monty in the back of her mind. I wonder what he’s been up to this morning, Candy thought. Don’t even start that shit. Let him do his thang and don’t worry about it. You already got the upper hand because this past week you ain’t let him out your eyesight and he was good. So, let him have that lil' bit. It’ll be alright. He’ll be back. Candy shook her thoughts out of her mind, and then focused her attention back to Mona, who was looking through photo albums.

  “Damn, I can’t believe you got this old ass picture of me, Monty, and Monica in here. What made you take a picture of Monty and Monica together, anyway?”

  “I don’t know. I was young. I guess I wanted to take a picture of someone who Monty was attracted to. Maybe just to look back at it and stay up on my game as I got older. I mean, look at her. She was a very pretty girl and I’m just glad that bitch had to move away because Monty probably still would’ve been hitting that.”

  “Yeah. You probably wouldn’t have had a chance then, Candy.” Mona began laughing.

  “And, that shit is supposed to be funny? I don’t think so.” Candy rolled her eyes at Mona.

  “Quit taking things so serious.” Mona continued to laugh.

  “Whatever. So, what’s been going on with you and Rico lately?” Candy asked as she smiled at Mona.

  “We’ve been chilling more and more and it’s been real fun being with him. He’s real sweet, ya know. I love looking into his sexy eyes and his physique is so serious. He has that magic touch and I love it when he kisses me. And, the brotha can lay it down, too.”

  “I know the feeling,” Candy said as she thought about Monty. “So, are y’all planning on being in a relationship or just chilling right now?”

  “We’re just chilling. I don’t wanna really settle down yet. I’m still messing around with Ross, ya know. I know Rico still has his lil’ chicken head girls all up on him. So, I ain’t gonna sweat that as long as I know what I’m doing. These days, gurl, you gotta accept the things you can’t change and roll with what you can.” Mona gave Candy high five.

  “I know that’s right,” Candy easily replied. “We can’t watch them men 24/7, and if they really want to do something, they’ll do it, no matter what we have to say about it.”

  “Yeah, but that’s vice versa, gurl. Most of these women just forget about that and put their all in a man, who I ain’t saying don’t care for them, but just don’t give a damn at times,” Mona said as she was trying to slyly tell Candy to not let anything Monty do or don’t do get to her.

  “You are right about that,” Candy said before she stopped and thought, I wonder what Mr. Monty is doing, anyway?

  Monty pulled up to Sierra’s apartment. The neighborhood looked vaguely familiar as she lived in the projects, also. Monty liked her, though, because she was a single mom with two kids, but worked hard to have something. She went to school in the mornings to become a registered nurse and was a stripper by night. He remembered meeting her at the strip club. She dazzled him by the way she would put her thick ass up in his face and shake it. The smell of her perfume was luring and made him want a little more with each visit. He knew she was not a whore because she would make plenty money off of him and still wouldn’t sleep with him. He tried for several months, but she wasn’t having it. Once he stopped pursuing her, she decided she wanted him. It was too late by then and the tables had turned. She then had to pay him for his services.

  Monty walked in Sierra’s house and she handed him five old one hundred dollar bills. “It’s about time you showed up,” she said, wearing a stunning white lingerie get-up that made Monty want to fuck her right there on the floor.

  “You’re looking good, as usual,” Monty replied, and then Sierra immediately undressed and went down on him before he could say anything else.

  Damn, she sucking all of Janet’s juices. Monty’s eyes roll back.

  “You like that, baby?” she asked with Monty’s dick going in and out of her mouth. His knees almost buckled, but he caught a grip on the floor by pressing down harder in his white Air Force Ones. He pushed Sierra’s head up and down on his throbbing dick as he enjoyed the treatment she was giving him.

  He pulled a condom out of his pocket and slid it on. Sierra became so horny that they had sex on the floor by her front door. He ben
t her over one of her kitchen chairs and beat her pussy from the back as he remembered sexing Janet the same way.

  Nobody has a better gig, Monty thought as he continued to do his thang. He played around in Sierra’s pearl for about thirty minutes, and then she had an orgasm that was so good she dug her nails deep in his back until he knew she left her marks. That was nothing unusual considering the size of Monty’s dick, but he couldn’t let his pawns continue to scar him because of Candy. He knew she wouldn’t be so happy to see fresh scratches on his back.

  Monty began to beat Sierra long and slow, causing him the desire to nut. So, he took his dick out of her, then quickly slid the condom off and jacked his dick until he nutted all over her stomach. While Monty was enjoying his climax, his phone began to ring but Sierra payed no mind as she continued to whine and moan while rubbing Monty’s sperm all over her stomach.

  Damn, who could that be? Monty wondered. It can’t be Candy because she thinks I’m sleep. He stood up straight and pulled his pants up, as he didn’t even have time to take them completely off.

  “Hold up, baby. Let me clean you up before you leave,” Sierra said since that was what she normally did after they had sex. She got up and walked down her long hallway, then into her bathroom as Monty checked his Caller ID.

  That was Melanie with her freaky ass. I’ll call her back when I leave. Monty walked down the hallway and by the time Sierra appeared with the rag in her hand, he was already standing there with his dick out. Sierra washed Monty off real good as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom with his pants halfway down. She made sure she cleaned the curly hairs, too, since she knew and understood what type of work Monty did and wanted to make sure he was straight when he left her house.

  Monty got in his car, feeling good to have his swagger back, and picked up his phone to return Melanie’s call. But, before he could finish sending the number through, he got a text message from Paris.

  He’s coming over to cut my grass n da morning. Thanks… Paris

  Monty smiled because he couldn’t wait for Rico to take her off his hands some. Monty text messaged her back.

  No problem… Mo Money

  Can I c u for a quickie… Paris

  Maybe later… Mo Money

  That’s cool… Call me… Paris

  Monty hits the send button to redial Melanie’s number just as Melinda called. Monty accepted the call, happy to see his pawns didn’t give up. “Hello,” Monty said in his deep, sexy voice since he ignored most of her text messages.

  “Hey, sugar. I missed you. What happened? Are you alright?” Melinda asked.

  “Yeah, I’m cool. Just had a family emergency and couldn’t be bothered at the time. I didn’t mean to leave you hanging like that, though,” Monty answered as he was rounding all of his pawns back up and getting them in order.

  “Well, everything is cool now, right?”

  “Yeah, everything’s cool.”

  “Good, because I want to see you later,” said Melinda.

  “When, later?” Monty questioned. He was already trying to figure out something just in case he needed an excuse.

  “Maybe around ten,” responded Melinda.

  “Ten will be good. I’ll see you then.” Monty hung up the phone and attempted to call Melanie back again.

  “Hello,” she said in her sexiest voice.

  “Hey, what’s going on with you?” Monty asked, knowing she was happy to hear from him.

  “Missing you is all that’s up over here. I hope things are straight for you now. I know you said you had some things to deal with. I’m hoping everything is good now,” Melanie stated like she was horny and ready.

  “Everything is all good now. I just needed some time to take care of someone important to me.”

  “Someone, you said?” Melanie asked.

  “Yeah, I said someone.”

  “Well, she must be special if you took a whole week off for her and only her. Melinda told me she’s been trying to contact you but you wouldn’t even hit her back. Well, that explains things to me. But, I don’t care about that, as long as you ain’t quit your day job. Ole gurl must be lucky to have you want to be with her like that.”

  “Yeah, well, maybe I’m the lucky one. Anyway, what do you need besides this big dick?” Monty asked, as he remembered he needed to stop all that small talk and get right to the point.

  “That’s what I’m talking ‘bout! I love it when you talk to me like that. Can I see you in a little bit at the Comfort Inn?”

  “Yeah. No problem. But, you gotta give me about forty-five minutes to get there.” Monty made his way back to Augusta, heading toward their designated hotel. “I need to stop and grab something to eat first but I’m coming, though. Text me with the room number.”

  “It’s room 108. I’m already here waiting for you,” Melanie replied.

  Damn! Monty thought. “Keep it wet and juicy for me. I’ll be there shortly.” He hung up his phone, and then opened up his glove box and grabbed his pill bottle out of it. He popped an X pill because he was tired and needed the energy back. He wasn’t tired of fucking. He just hadn’t had any sleep in about forty eight hours and it seemed like his body was beginning to feel it, just like his mama said it would. Monty pulled up at the Burger King drive through window and ordered a Double Whopper value meal, preparing himself for the adventure Melanie had planned for him.

  Chapter Fourteen

  M

  Monty pulled out of the hotel parking lot after his rendezvous, feeling energized from the pill he took earlier. He smiled because of his acting skills. He had Melanie thinking she made him nut, but in reality, his dick just wanted to keep going and felt like it would never bust. So, once the charade was over, he took a long, hot shower, got his thousand dollars, and left the room knowing his mission was successful as he left Melanie sleeping. As soon as he turned his radio up, Plies featuring Neyo, Bust It Baby played, then his phone began to ring. He answered the phone without looking at the caller ID.

  “Hey, baby, whatcha doing?” Candy asked. “I’m glad you’re not sleeping because I didn’t wanna wake you.”

  “Yeah, I just got up about thirty minutes ago,” Monty said, but felt bad for lying.

  “Where are you?”

  “I was just getting out of the house for some fresh air.” Monty bobbed his head to the music while thinking Candy was his lil’ bust it baby.

  “Well, that’s good at least you got you some sleep.”

  “Only about three hours because my phone kept blowing up,” Monty continued as he didn’t want her to feel like he was hiding something.

  “Who was it, the lil’ pawns?” Candy questioned, trying not to show her discontent.

  “Yeah. But, I just feel like chilling and getting me some rest, ya know? I really am tired.”

  “Well, while you’re out, would you mind going to Burger King and getting me a number one with cheese, cut in half, no onions, and extra pickles?”

  “I’ll do that for you. I’m glad to hear you want something to eat. I’ll be there shortly.” Monty hung up the phone and headed toward Burger King again.

  Monty pulled up to Candy’s house and got out of his car. He noticed that Linda’s vehicle wasn’t there. He walked up on the porch, knocked on the door, and it opened. He entered and heard the loud stereo system playing Ciara’s Promise. Monty smiled just as Candy came from the back in a very nice little pink and white bra and panty set on. Monty could see her ass from the front and his dick got hard just from Candy walking up to him since he could see right in between her thighs.

  “Hey, baby. I know you’re tired, but I got something for you that might make you wake up a little bit.” Candy kissed Monty on the lips, which sent chills up his spine because that was something he only did with her.

  “I’m awake already,” Monty whispered and kissed Candy back. He quickly put the food down, picked her up with his hand palming her ass, and took her over to the sectional in the entertainment room, then laid her down. He be
gins to kiss her from head to toe.

  The ecstasy pill had Monty pumped, excited, and ready for Candy, so he went down on her. She moaned louder and sexier as Monty ate her out. He got a thrill out of being able to do whatever he felt, so he really let her have it every time she asked for it.

  Candy enjoyed everything Monty did to her and believed she was the only one who he went that far with. She held his head tight and Monty rolled his tongue around her clit until she begged him to make love to her. He pleased her by giving her what she wanted. She enjoyed winding her hips up on him as he gently stroked her freshwater pearl. She could feel the sensation of his dick as it went in out while rubbing up against her sensitive walls. Her inside muscles held on tight as if they didn’t want to let go, and Monty gave her more and more of him each time he pulled out a little and went back in. Monty then flipped her over on her stomach and she gripped the edge of the sofa tight. He stroked her from the back while thinking that it was his pussy and he wasn’t letting anybody else get it. Candy screamed out as she began to have an orgasm, and, to Monty’s amazement, he nutted, too.

  Damn, this is some good pussy, Monty said to himself as he lay on top of her smiling.

  Damn, this nigga got the best dick in the world, Candy thought. She was so much in love with Monty and the way he made her feel.

  He stood and helped Candy up. But, she sat back down quickly because her legs were weak from such a beat down. Monty smiled as he looked over at her.

  “Are you alright?” He handed Candy her underwear.