by M. T. Pope
Momma slammed her hand on the table, her face so flushed with anger it was turning red. “You shut your face, girl! I didn’t raise you to be no damn fool and you sitting right there sounding like one. Get your ass out of that house, call the police on that nigga, and be done with it! Do not subject those babies to a bunch of bullshit, ya hear me?”
Kate wiped another tear and looked directly at Momma. She took her anger out on her. “I hear you, Momma, but this is my life! I live it how I want to, and I get tired of you trying to tell me what to do! I didn’t tell you what to do when Daddy was kicking your ass, did I?”
Momma reached out to slap Kate hard across her face. Her head jerked to the side, and I was sure her face would swell some more after that. I jumped from my seat, reaching out to touch Momma’s heaving chest. “Momma, calm down, please!”
Rage covered her face and her eyes shot toward the doorway. Lela stood with her eyes widened. “Is everything okay in here?” she asked.
“Who in the hell are you?” Momma asked.
“She’s a friend of mine. She drove me over here tonight. . . because I caught a flat tire. I invited her to stay in the living room while we talked.”
“You know I don’t like no strangers in my house. She should have stayed in the car. This is family business, Sky, and she needs to leave.”
Now, I was irritated. “Don’t be so rude, Momma.” I turned to Lela. “If you don’t mind going back into the living room, I’ll be there shortly. Everything is fine.”
“I’ll be outside in the car,” Lela said. “Didn’t mean to upset anyone.”
“Thank you,” Momma said, rolling her eyes.
Lela left and I couldn’t help but go there. “You can be so obnoxious at times and Kate is right. We put up with a lot from you and Dad, and if she’s going through something with Ray, I wonder why.”
Momma’s mouth dropped open. “Are you blaming me because the two of you chose to date fucked-up men! No way will I hold myself responsible for the fuckups you two keep getting yourselves into. I don’t care what I went through with y’all’s daddy, and whatever it was, you two should have learned some lessons. Lesson number one, don’t go around screwing and having babies by abusive men! Number two, don’t marry men who are that much older than you, as all they will do is try to control you. And changing the subject on number three! Don’t bring no gay-ass women into my house any damn more. Leave your hoes at your house, and that way, I don’t have to be rude!”
She tightened her housecoat and left the kitchen. We heard her bedroom door slam, and didn’t expect her to come out anytime soon. Kate looked across the table at me.
“Is your friend really gay?” she whispered.
“No,” I quickly said, trying to shoot down Momma’s accusation that was really the truth. “You know how Momma is. Always trying to make somebody feel less than what they are. We’re not talking about my friend, though. Getting back to you. Why don’t you and the kids come home with me for a few days? Don’t rush back to Ray just yet. Think about what you want to do with your marriage, and whatever you decide, I’m there for you.”
I walked across the room to give my sister a hug. She cried on my shoulder and I felt so badly for her. I knew leaving Ray wouldn’t be easy, but she had to make her own decision. Hopefully, it would be the right one. I told Kate to gather her things, and for her and the kids to go to my penthouse. She was okay with that, so I told her I would be there later and gave her the key. Afterward, I knocked on Momma’s bedroom door, telling her that we were getting ready to leave. She didn’t respond.
“Get some rest, Momma. Sorry that we can’t seem to have a decent conversation, but I love you.”
No response. Kate walked away to get her things and to tell the kids they were leaving. I was getting ready to go downstairs with her, until I heard police sirens. Almost immediately, I thought about Lela going outside to wait in the car, and those thugs who were being rude to us. I rushed to the front door, only to see two police cars outside with sirens flashing. Rain was pouring down and the clouds had turned gray. My heart raced as I pushed the screen door open and ran down the stairs. I almost slipped on the wet steps, but grabbed the rail to catch my balance. Lela was standing on the sidewalk with her arms folded while talking to an officer. The young thug who was calling us names was on the ground, handcuffed, with a busted lip and gobs of blood dripping from his mouth. The others stood far away, watching from a distance. I walked up as Lela was explaining to the officer what had happened.
“Like I said, I was walking to my car, minding my own business. He came up to me and I let him have it. I had to defend myself, and I’m glad I did, now that you all pulled a knife from his pocket.”
“Yeah, that and some drugs, too. Good thing you were able to protect yourself and I’m glad you’re okay.”
“Me too,” I said, looking at Lela, who was wiping rain from her face. “Come on. Let’s go.”
“Are we done here?” she asked the officer.
“Yes. There’s a tornado watch, so you ladies need to hurry home.”
As we got in the car, we watched as the police put the youngster in the back seat of a police vehicle. His grill was messed up, and all he could do was look over at us and drop his head. The other police officer started waving everybody away.
“Go home and read a book or something. Get off these street corners and find something else constructive to do!”
The crowd became scarce as Lela drove away. She told me what had happened and needless to say, she kicked his ass! He got what he deserved and we laughed all the way to her house, talking about it. I knew there was a reason why I liked her so much, and was starting to like her even more.
Lela drove slowly in the rain, and by the time we got there, it was almost one o’clock in the morning. I wanted to find out if Kate had made it to my penthouse, but when I called her cell phone, she didn’t answer.
“Damn it. I wish she would answer her phone,” I said as Lela and I sat in the car. We were in her driveway, looking outside at the crackling thunder and hard, pouring rain.
“Try her again when we get inside. Let’s get out of this mess and get to a safe place.”
With no umbrellas, we got out of the car. She waited for me to run to her side, and when I did, she took my hand. I kept thinking how nice that was of her, but I knew she had learned to be a protector of the people she cared about.
By the time we made it inside, our clothes were drenched. Lela kept flicking the light switch, but the lights wouldn’t come on. The wind was picking up, so she suggested that we go to the basement. She stopped in the kitchen to get a flashlight, and we made our way down the stairs and into the pitch-black basement. I could barely see what was down there, but as Lela flashed the light around, I saw a TV, a couch, some workout equipment, and a fish tank. The floor was carpeted and the basement seemed kind of cold. I shivered and Lela put the flashlight on me.
“Try your sister again,” she said.
I pulled my phone from my pocket, using the light from the flashlight to see what I was doing. Finally, she answered.
“Did you and the kids make it safely?” I asked.
She hesitated to answer, then spoke up. “We’re at home, Sky. I didn’t want to inconvenience you, and besides, Ray and I really need to work this out.”
Tears welled in my eyes from the soft tone of my sister, who I knew was making a bad choice. I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying not to preach to her as Momma had already done. “If you can’t work it out, please go to my place. It is no inconvenience at all, and I’m not even there. You and the kids can have the whole place to yourselves. Don’t argue with Ray again, and promise me that you’ll leave if things escalate.”
“I promise,” she said. “Now, I have to go. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
Kate hung up and I couldn’t help but shake my head. I felt helpless and that wasn’t a good feeling at all. Lela moved the light away from my face and stepped up to give me a hug.
“Don’t worry. She’ll be okay. If she was smart enough to leave earlier, I don’t think she’ll stick around for another fight. Besides, he’s probably already regretting putting his hands on her, and doing his best to make it right. I have the number of a counselor she can talk to. Make sure I give it to you before you leave.”
I nodded, and as I continued to shiver, Lela rubbed up and down my arms. Her touch always had a way of calming me and it did.
“We need to get out of these wet clothes. I have some clean towels in the washroom. Stay here and I’ll go get them.”
I stood in darkness, waiting for Lela to return with the towels and feeling a little uncomfortable. Being in the dark wasn’t a good feeling, and I could still hear rain pouring down on the roof, along with the gusty wind. Every once in a while, lightning would bring in a hint of light, just so I could see. That helped, but it was still scary.
Lela came back with two plush towels. She placed them on the couch, along with the flashlight. She then stepped up to me, and as she started to unbutton my shirt, I lifted her wet shirt that was sticking to her body, pulling it over her head. She dropped my shirt on the floor behind me and used her hands to cup my breasts, which were covered with my silk and lace purple bra.
“Are you ready to do this?” she asked while massaging my breasts in circles. My nipples were erect and I could already feel my pussy doing a dance.
“Ready as I’ll ever be,” I whispered.
Lela unhooked my bra, and when she pulled it away, my firm breasts stood plump and at attention. She squeezed them again, then leaned forward so we could kiss. As our lips joined, I reached out to remove her bra. Her breasts weren’t as thick as mine, but they sure as hell were pretty. For the first time, I touched them. I swayed my hand across her nipple, taking a light squeeze.
“Your skin is so soft,” I complimented.
“Not as soft as yours.”
We stood face to face, just staring at each other for a moment. Lela then removed her jeans, exposing her red thong that barely covered her. Her body was flawless and not an ounce of fat was on it. She lowered the string on her thong, and as she stepped out of it, I was back in a trance. I wanted her so badly and the lustful look in my eyes said so. She reached out, removing my capris and panties at the same time. Once those hit the floor, I stepped out of them and brought my body close to hers. Our titties touched each others, our lips went into action, and so did our hands. My hands roamed the curves of her backside and I had a handful of her ass that was soft as cotton. I massaged it, as she massaged mine. When my hand crept around to her pussy, she followed suit and touched mine. We slipped our fingers into each other’s wetness at the same time and a gasping sound followed.
Lela was way more experienced with exploring the female body than I was, and at least two minutes into us feeling each other, I couldn’t stand still from her touch. My legs started to tremble and I could barely keep my balance as she pinched and rubbed at my clit. I released my fingers from her insides, but when she moved inches over to the couch and lifted her leg on the armrest, she reached for my hand again.
“Is that better?” she asked. With her legs wider, I guess she figured that made it easier for me. It didn’t, because her touch was still making me crazy. I didn’t want to disappoint her, so I went in again, rotating my fingers inside of her, as she was doing to me. The more I toyed with her clit, the level of intensity would build.
“Right therrrrre, Sky,” she moaned. “Keep touching me right there.”
My fingers were soaking wet, but so were hers. Juices were already sliding down my legs and I wanted the same for Lela. As her leg remained hiked up on the armrest, I lowered myself to my knees. I pecked her soft, thick thighs, then entered her slit tongue first. She held her lips open, just so I could have easy access to sucking her juicy, hard clit. It was extremely tasteful, and this time, Lela’s legs were buckling.
“Ohhhh, Skyyy,” she moaned while taking deep breaths. “What are you going to do when I come? I ... I’m getting ready toooo!”
I couldn’t answer, only because my mouth was full: full of Lela’s excitement that she had released in it. We were both overly thrilled by what was transpiring, and as our sweaty naked bodies lay on the couch in a sixty-nine position, the lights finally came back on. I was on top, while she was underneath me.
“Wow, this is so much better,” she said, touching my ass and taking pecks at my sore coochie. I’d never had a man perform oral sex on me as good as Lela had done, and before the lights came on, I was working on orgasm number three. Lela had only come once, but I could still tell she was enjoying herself.
“Up,” she said. “I have something else I want to give you.”
I got off Lela and sat up straight on the couch. I watched as she walked away, and was even more amazed by her body. For a minute, I couldn’t believe this was happening. I never thought that being with a woman could make me feel like this, and I was glad that my first experience was with Lela. When she returned to the sitting area, she had a strap-on with harness attached to it in her hand. I thought that going there was a bit too kinky, and wasn’t sure if I was ready for something like that yet.
“Why are you looking all tense?” Lela asked, sitting next to me on the couch. “It’s just a dildo. Haven’t you masturbated before? And I know you’ve had sex with a man before.”
I shrugged. “Yeah, but this is kind of ... kinky, isn’t it?”
Lela laughed. “I would hope so.” She held the near ten-inch dildo in her hand and squeezed some type of gel on it. As she rubbed it, she asked me to do it too.
“Here. Get familiar with it. See how it feels and imagine it being inside of you.”
I touched it and when Lela told me to close my eyes, I did. Teasing me, she started to suck and squeeze my breasts. As I started to tingle inside, that’s when I stopped stroking the dildo and got on my hands and knees, while still on the couch. Lela got behind me, but left one foot on the floor for leverage. She held my hips, and seconds later, she eased a few inches of the dildo inside of me. It was so thick, long, but felt so good. Carefully, and at a slow rhythm, Lela took me to new heights. I closed my eyes with each thrust, biting down hard on my lips and doing my best to contain the liquids that were forming in my mouth. When all was said and done, I was pulling my hair out, screaming at the top of my lungs and begging for more.
Lela and I were beat. We had been at it all night, and had even gone to her bedroom to finish our eye-popping sex session. We couldn’t get enough of each other, but it was time to get back to reality. Her husband was on his way home, and so was Aaron. I hated to leave, but I surely didn’t want to be at Lela’s house when her husband got home. We gave our good-byes at the door, and after a long and tender kiss, I waved at her standing by the door.
“Call me soon,” I said softly while sitting in my car.
She smiled, then nodded, before turning to go back inside.
On the drive home, I was in another world. I felt so . . . complete. This was the feeling I’d been waiting for, for such a long time. Like Lela said, give it a try and see if you like it. Not only did I like it, but I loved it. I couldn’t even see giving myself to another man, and something about it just seemed so yucky to me now. I refused to go another day without talking to Aaron about how I felt, and as soon as he called to say he was back in town, I was going to tell him that I was moving on.
Chapter 5
Aaron was back, but had been putting me off a little. Again, I tried to arrange dinner with him; however, he said we’d get together on Tuesday night. His idea of getting together was attending a neighborhood discussion at the community center. I had no choice, and if I wanted to see him, I had to attend. Maybe we could go home afterward, and I was sure he’d be in the mood for lovemaking.
Meanwhile, Lela and I had been on a roll. We’d been texting each other on a regular basis, and went shopping together at Fairview Heights Mall. She’d sent some flowers to my house, thanking me f
or bringing her alive. I felt the same way. I made her a beautiful flower arrangement for her house and had it delivered yesterday. She called, thanking me for the flowers, and for being that special someone in her life. There was no doubt that our feelings were getting stronger for each other.
Before heading to the group discussion at the community center, I called Kate to check on her, then had planned to call Momma. Kate didn’t answer her phone, so I left a message for her to call me back as soon as possible. When I called Momma, she answered, but with a slight attitude.
“I’m not going to keep you, Momma, but have you heard from Kate? She’s back at home with Ray, and I hope everything is okay.”
“Don’t know, don’t care. The two of you will have to learn the hard way about relationships, and whenever you talk to her again, tell her not to come running this way when her world comes crumbling down. I don’t like how she spoke to me the other day and all I was trying to do was help. As for you, young lady, what in the hell are you doing running around with lesbians? I pray to God that you’re not opting to go there, Sky, and I worry about you going down the wrong path.”
“What makes you think Lela is a lesbian? You’re just saying things that you know nothing about, Momma, and even if she was, what’s so wrong with it?”
“Check the Bible to see what’s wrong with it. I know a lesbian when I see one and that woman was a lesbian! I’ve been around for sixty-one years, Sky, and it’s pretty darn hard to fool me. You can say what you want, but you need to get your life in order.”
It irritated me like hell that Momma knew me more, at times, more than I knew myself. “If you know a lesbian when you see one, am I a lesbian? Do you see me as being that way?”
Silence fell over the phone before she cleared her throat. “I’ve always known it, and I hate it, too. You need not to be running around with a woman, and that kind of mess is embarrassing! It’s not like you have a better option with Aaron, but whatever you do, don’t bring neither of them to my house again. Keep your life outside of mine, and I mean it, Sky. I don’t condone that kind of foolishness, and if you come here again with either of them, you will not be welcomed.”