by Jacob Spears
“This here is four keys. Double what I been giving you, so it should last until I get back.”
“Yeah, that should definitely do.”
“If there is any problem, call me.”
“I will. But I really don’t see anything going wrong.”
“Never know. Anything new with the damn Mexicans?”
“No, not since they shot you.”
“All right, I’m out of here. See you on Thursday or Friday.”
* * *
Sitting on the bench watching a movie, China told Rebecca, “I’ll be back. Gotta use the bathroom.”
“Okay. I’ll hold your spot.”
China entered her cell and hung up a sheet for privacy so that it would look as if she was using the bathroom. She opened up her locker, pulled out a honey bun, a peanut butter squeeze, and a bag of peanut M&Ms. Opening the honey bun, she set it on top of the plastic and then set it on the locker. She then opened the peanut butter squeeze and spread it over the bun. She then crushed up the M&Ms and sprinkled them all over the top, making a nice homemade cake. Then she split the cake into two pieces using her inmate ID card. Taking down the sheet, she grabbed both pieces of cake, went back and sat down beside Rebecca, and handed her one piece of the cake.
“A little going-away present,” China said, taking a bite of her cake.
Rebecca took a bite of the cake and moaned, “This is good. Thanks!”
“I know it’s not much, but it’s the best I could do here.”
“You didn’t have to do anything.”
“I know, but I did.”
“Alright, ladies, its lockdown time, so head to your cells,” screamed the guard over the intercom.
China and Rebecca both got up and headed to their cell while finishing their cake. Once inside the cell, the door locked.
“I am gonna miss you, but I’m sure in the hell not going to miss this place!”
“I feel ya.”
“I’m not gonna know how to act without having to hear those dumb-ass guards all the time.”
“Well, tomorrow’s the big day. What’s the first thing you’re gonna want to do?”
“Shit! Get some real food.”
“Mmmmm . . . real food sounds good. What next?”
“Find some good dick!” she laughed.
“Bitch, you gonna have Smooth right there. That’s all the good dick you gonna need.”
“China, I’m just not sure I’m comfortable sleeping with your man.”
“Hell, Rebecca, I’m giving you permission; and believe me, once you see him in person, you’ll want to.”
“I’ve never been with a black guy before. Heck, I’ve only been with two guys.”
“Trust me, Smooth will take good care of you, and he will teach you a thing or two. I know you both are gonna like each other. The two loves of my life together. You can pleasure each other until I get home. Then it will be the three of us.”
“Sounds almost too good to be true.”
“It’s true!”
“What if he don’t like me?”
“Don’t worry, he will. I know what he likes and doesn’t like.”
China moved next to Rebecca and started kissing her and sliding her hands over her ass.
“Take off your clothes,” China ordered.
Without a word, Rebecca got naked. China stepped out of her clothes and lay down on the bed on her back.
“Sit on my face. I want to 69!”
Rebecca straddled China’s face. She then leaned down, spread her pussy lips with her fingers, and stated licking as if she was licking icing off a cake. China moaned out loudly while she started to suck, lick, and nibble on Rebecca’s clit, while sliding two fingers in and out of her tight pussy. Rebecca’s pussy was so tight that she could barely get two fingers inside it. She didn’t know how Smooth was going to fit his big dick inside her. Just thinking about it turned China on even more, however.
“Agggh . . . I’m gonna cummmm . . .” Rebecca gasped, as she exploded all over China’s face.
Rebecca sat still for a minute and then went back to licking and sucking China’s pussy. Thinking of Smooth and Rebecca set China off in a big orgasm. Rebecca continued to lick China’s pussy until she got every last drop.
* * *
Sitting on the hood of his car outside of Lowell Correctional Institution, waiting on Rebecca to get out, Smooth couldn’t believe he was doing this: sitting outside a prison waiting to pick up some bitch he didn’t even know. Hell, he didn’t even know what she looked like. What if she looked like some bull dyke? China couldn’t expect him to sleep with that. But he was doing this for China because he loved her.
He heard the gate open and looked in that direction. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Out walked the most beautiful woman he had ever seen with long red hair and a body like Kim Kardashian. She had big tits, a slim waist, and a fat ass. Her walk was totally sexy, with her swaying hips and bouncing tits and ass.
She called, “Smooth?”
“Yeah, that’s me.”
She got to the car and started to jump up and down yelling, “I’m free!”
She threw her arms around Smooth and stood on her tippy toes to kiss him. Not a big kiss, just a little peck on the lips. But it still caught Smooth off guard. Smooth hugged her and gave her a peck on the lips. She pulled away from him.
“Sorry. You must think I’m crazy.”
“Not really. Well maybe a little,” he joked.
“I’m just so excited to be free after five years.”
“I can understand that.”
“Good, can we get the hell away from here, before they decide to take me back?”
“Come on,” Smooth said, opening the passenger door for her. After he closed her door and got into the car himself. He handed her the CDs and told her to pick one. She chose a Chris Brown CD.
“Any particular place you wanna go before we get on our way?”
“Burger King.”
“Alright, next stop is Burger King.”
“I really appreciate you picking me up.”
“No problem.”
“So, China said we are going up north to do something before we go back to Miami, right?”
“Yeah, gotta go to New York to handle some business.”
“Well, I’m down for whatever. I’m just glad to be out of that place!”
Pulling up next to Burger King, Smooth decided to go inside instead of the drive-thru. Once inside, everyone’s heads turned when they saw Rebecca in a tight skirt and blouse. Smooth couldn’t blame them. Once they got to the counter to order, the poor, young brother couldn’t stop staring at her.
A bit tongue-tied, he finally snapped out of it and managed to say, “Welcome to Burger King. How can I help you?”
“I’ll take a Whopper, large fries, large order of chicken tenders, and a Mountain Dew,” she replied.
“I’ll have the same as her.”
After paying for their food and getting it, they sat down in a booth towards the back. All the men kept looking at her. Hell, he couldn’t take his eyes off her either.
“You got everyone’s attention, ma. They can’t stop staring.”
“I’m used to it. The only attention I need is yours.”
“Well, you got it.”
“So, if you don’t mind me asking, what was you in prison for?”
“China didn’t tell you?”
“Nah.”
“I killed my boyfriend for looking at another girl.”
“Whaaa . . .” Smooth about choked on his food.
She busted out laughing, “I’m just joking. I got caught passing bad checks.”
“I heard of people doing that. Was it good money?”
“Yeah, it was. But I learned that fake credit cards make a lot more.”
“What do you mean fake credit cards?”
“You get a credit card in someone else’s name and buy everything with it.”
“Sounds simple.”
“Really, it is. The trick is to not hit the same place too many times. You gotta move around.”
“So what are you gonna do for money now?”
“Not really sure to tell you the truth.”
“Well, are you wanting to go legit or what?”
“Not really sure. Gotta give it some thought.”
“Well, let me know when you decide. I might be able to help in some way.”
“Like how?”
“Not sure. But I know lots of people and have lots of contacts.”
“I’ll let you know soon as I figure it out.”
* * *
“Wake up, Sleeping Beauty,” Smooth said.
“Ohhhh, sorry. I must have dozed off. Are we there?”
“No. Just stopping to get gas and something to eat.”
“Okay,” Rebecca replied, getting out of the car and stretching.
Damn! Smooth thought, she got a killer body.
“They got a Subway inside. Are you okay with that?” he asked.
“Subway sounds good.”
They both headed inside. Once they got up to the counter, Smooth saw that the normal $5 foot-longs were now $6.
“What’s up with the $6 foot-longs?” he asked.
“They raised them up last weekend,” the cashier replied.
“Why?”
“Don’t know, I’m just the cashier. They don’t tell us shit!”
“I feel ya on that. Give me a foot-long Italian sub.”
“I want the same,” Rebecca agreed.
Once they got their sandwiches, they went to the gas station and Smooth paid for gas and headed to the car.
“Go ahead and get in while I pump the gas.
“Alright.”
Smooth watched her get into the car. He leaned down and looked at her through the driver’s side window. When she got in, her short skirt rode up her thighs, giving him a good shot of her white G-string. She adjusted her skirt and then opened her sandwich. When he was done pumping the gas, he got into the car and pulled into a parking spot so they could eat.
“Never had one of these before. They are good.”
“It’s my favorite sub.”
“I’ve only eaten here one time and I had the turkey club.”
“Never ate that. My next favorite is chicken strips with bacon.”
“Now that sounds good.”
“It is! Probably a lot better than what you been eating for the last five years,” he joked.
“Hell, anything’s better than that shit.”
“Damn, I’m tired.”
“How much further we got?”
“About four hours.”
“Want me to drive so you can rest up some?”
“Sure, that’d be nice.”
“They got out and switched places. Rebecca’s got to move the seat all the way up to reach the pedals.
“Okay, now how do you put in go mode?”
“What?”
“How do you make it go? Just push a pedal or do I got to do something else?”
“You never drove before?’
“Yes, I’m just giving you a hard time,” she said, as she put it in gear, backed out, and then headed to the highway.
“You had me there for a minute,” he laughed.
“You got a nice laugh. You should do it more.”
“Well, you got a sexy smile, and really should smile more.”
“Well, I really haven’t had much to smile about in these last five years, but I’ve smiled a lot since I met China.”
“Yeah, China could make anyone smile.”
“She is a really good person.”
“To her friends, yeah. But you don’t want to get on her bad side. She can be one mean bitch!” Smooth laughed.
“I bet. I know I’m really lucky to have met her. Meeting her is one of the best things that’s ever happened to me.”
“You sound like you really love her!”
“I do. I love her more than I can put into words. I know she loves me back, and I also know how much she loves you. All she could talk about was you and us three together.”
“Every time she called or we had a visit, she’d talk about you. So I know she loves you, too. I’m just not sure what she expects from us. Like, is she expecting us to become lovers?”
“Yes. She wants us to become lovers and keep each other happy until she gets out and can be with both of us. She wants the three of us to all be together.”
“I want what she wants. If she’s happy, I’m happy. What about you?”
“To be honest, I’m not sure what I want. But I’m willing to give it a try for China.”
“What . . . you don’t find me sexy enough?” she laughed.
“Oh, believe me . . . you’re sexy enough! You’re one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met.”
“Why thank you.”
“Wake me up when we get to New York, okay?”
“Okay.”
Chapter 14
“Wake up! We’re here!” Rebecca said, pulling Smooth out of a fitful sleep.
“What time is it?” Smooth asked, rubbing his eyes.
“It’s 10:23 a.m. We just got into New York. Where do we go now?”
“Let’s find the mall.”
“Okay, let’s stop for directions.”
After pulling into a gas station, Rebecca got out and went inside to ask for directions. Smooth was watching her every step of the way. Her hips were swaying and her ass was jiggling. When she came back out, he watched her hips sway and her tits bounce. Smooth had never seen a more beautiful woman. Nor had he ever seen such a hypnotic walk that screamed, “Look at me!” Once back in the car, Rebecca put the car into drive and pulled off.
“Good news. We are not far.”
“Can’t wait to get out and stretch some.”
“What are we going to the mall for?”
“You’ll see.”
“I hate surprises. No, I don’t. I just don’t like not knowing.”
“Well, you’ll know soon enough.”
After a few wrong turns, they finally found the mall and got a parking spot. Inside, Smooth started looking for a cell phone store.
Finding one, he told Rebecca, “Pick one out.”
“Ummmm . . . the pink one.”
“Alright. I want the pink iPhone 6 plus with the unlimited package. And I want a Miami number.”
“Anything else, sir?”
“Nope.”
Getting that all taken care of, Smooth walked to the food court.
“Look, I got to go handle some business. It will only take me about an hour. Here . . .” Smooth said, as he handed Rebecca a knot of bills. “There’s $5,000. I want you to buy some clothes and anything else you might need. I will call you when I’m done, and we will meet right back here in the food court.”
“I’ll be waiting for you to call me.”
“Like I said, it will be about an hour. Do all the shopping you can.”
* * *
Pulling up to the gate, Smooth waited for the guard. A few moments later, the guard walked over to Smooth.
“Ah, yes, I remember you. Smooth, right?”
“Yes, that’s me!”
How the hell did he remember me, Smooth wondered.
A minute later, the guard came back, opened the gate, and waved Smooth through.
Smooth followed the long, curvy driveway all the way up to the house where he was met by two other guards. Smooth got out of the car and walked to the trunk, opened it with the keyless remote, grabbed the money, and closed the trunk.
Walking up to the door, one of the guards said, “Follow me, please.”
Smooth was led into the same library as the last few times. Setting the money on a couch, Smooth looked around and noticed three walls covered with books. Most of them looked to be leather-bound. The fourth wall was one large window with a great view of a lake or pond. It was huge though.
Hearing someone enter the room, Smooth expected it to be the g
uard to lead him to the pool as usual, so he went to grab the money. But before he could grab the bag, he got a good a good look at the person and was surprised.
“Jefe?”
“Hello, my friend. How are things going?”
“Thangs goin’ good.”
Another person entered the room. It was Raul. Jefe said something to him in Spanish and then pointed to the money and said something else. Smooth picked up the bag and handed it to Raul. After Raul was gone, a beautiful Spanish lady walked in and asked Jefe something.
Jefe then asked Smooth, “Would you like something to drink?”
“Sure. Rum and Coke would be nice.”
As soon as gave his order, the lady turned around and left, returning a few minutes later with two drinks. Jefe waited until she left before he spoke.
“I hear you’re having a little problem down south with some Mexicans.”
“Yeah, but it will be taken care of soon.”
“I hope so. I hate wars, especially ones that involved my customers.”
“Don’t worry. It will be taken care of.”
“Let me know if I can be of assistance.”
“Not to change the subject, but it looks like someone likes to read.”
“It’s funny. I never imagined I’d be a bookworm, but in prison, I found a love for reading. I’d rather read than watch television. The books are always more interesting to me. What about you?”
“I read To Kill a Mockingbird in school, and I hated it!”
“That’s probably just the book itself. The trick is to find a good book. Once you find a good book, you’ll never want to put it down until the end.”
“I might give it a try.”
“Being black and living the life you live, you might want to check out a few urban novels.”
“Where do I get them?”
“Ummm . . . Jefe walked over to a book shelf. He looked a minute, pulled out a book from the shelf, and handed it to Smooth.
“Never Be the Same, by Silk White,” Smooth read the cover.
“It’s a good book. Very interesting. Give it a try. I believe you will like it if you give it a try.”
“I’ll read it, and I’ll let you know what I think about it.”
Raul returned and said something in Spanish to Jefe. He then handed a bag to Smooth and left the room.