BOMAW 10-12

by Mercedes Keyes

  Leaning heavily on her cane she glared up at him, "You really wanna know?"

  "I ask didn't I."

  "Okay, here it is. I've been saving myself - for you. I have loved you, from the first moment I saw you. But you never noticed me. I suppose it has something to do with the fact that I don't shake my ass - dress like a damn hoochie, flashing my tits for advertisement. I dress like this, because I want to be seen, not my tits and ass. Moniqua more yo'kind of woman, might I suggest you head off and find another like her?"

  Max smiled down at her, "You so cute, you really - truly, a virgin? I mean - not ever - ever ever ever?"

  "No, not ever. I'm not stupid, I know that because of the way I am, who I hang with - and what I do, fixing cars, driving - or used to drive my shit - all the guys assumed what I was; hey, that worked for me, it kept them off of me, no biggie - 'cause long as I got to hang with you, I was happy - but you know what, life is short. And you, are only in it, for yourself - you do not give a damn about me."

  Max barely heard all of that, "You think I'm special, huh?" He asked cheesing.

  "See! Did you hear a thing I said to you?"

  "Yeah, you said I was special."

  "I ain't said shit!"

  "You ain't say that back there, when we was with the rest'uv'em?"

  "You obviously suffer from that same ol'thing most men do, that is - hearing only what you wanna hear - to hell with the rest."

  "So, you still want me?"

  "No, you see, I have raised the bar now. Laying in that hospital, waiting on you to come and see about me, woke my stupid ass up! You never showed up once to check on me, see how I was doing."

  "Yes I did!" He defended himself.

  "Quit lyin'! When?"

  "When we was in the hospital, I came by your room."

  "Oh whoop'de'damn'doo! You was already in there - bored, cause Moniqua wasn't showing up for you! That don't count, after you were dismissed, I was in that hospital for almost three damn weeks, went through two surgeries, where was yo'ass? Huh? Exactly! Get the hell out my face."

  "I ain't know, how was I suppose to know?" He mumbled, using the innocent boy with the doleful eyes. She half expected him to go, 'well shucks.' while picking a crack in the sidewalk with the toe of his shoe. "You know I ain't know how you feel, I just thought - you know - you like hangin' around, that's all."

  "You so full of shit Max - it ain't gone work, besides, it's gone, all gone."

  He changed tactics at hearing that, "Now who lyin'? You know you still want me, if you didn't, you wouldn't be mad at me now. I know I ain't perfect-..."

  "Ain't nothing more true than that!" She turned to walk off again.

  "Come on now, cut this out, I'mo give you a ride." He pleaded.

  "I do not need, you - to give me a ride, I will get myself - my own ride, again, so no thank you."

  He reached out grabbing gently onto her arm, "Why you bein' like this? Long as you been around me Shorty, how long it's been now, four, five years now?"

  "Too long, that's how long."

  "Can we please go somewhere, just the two of us, to talk, that's all, just talk?"

  "Why? What you gone say? What you tryin' t'say?"

  "What you think I'm tryin' t'say?"

  Shorty turned back once more, lifted a dark brow, leaning on her cane again, "Hmmm, let me think about this? When did you cut Moniqua?"

  "Today!" He quickly answered.

  "What do I think huh? I think you drove off from her, and thought to yourself, 'Now where I'm gone get me a spare right quick? Ah, Shorty, see what she up to.' That's what I'm thinking you tryin' to say."

  "You know what, you complicatin' thangs, don't complicate it - like you said, life is short, time is a precious thing - let's not waste it."

  "You know what Max, you so right, let's not waste any more time, let me lay it right out on the line for you, okay? I want you - to treat me the way a woman wants to be treated. I want you to work to get me. I want you to bring me flowers. I want you to take me out and surprise me with the places you take me. I want you to put some thought and preparation into it, because I want something unexpected. Should you by any chance, take up this matter and actually do so, don't expect to be crawling into my bed, to test if what I'm saving, is really so - because either I am worth it to you to do it, or I'm not. I want to be treated like a lady, to be respected - because you know what, I've earned it - I want it."

  "How I know you earned it?"

  "Don't worry about it - there's plenty of fish in the sea, right? Or bitches, as you all call them."

  "I ain't never called a woman a bitch that wasn't one."

  "Good for you, I gotta go."

  "Hang on hang on - I don't even know where you live?"

  Shorty stopped looked over her shoulder at him, "Got a computer?"

  "No!"

  "Know how to use one?"

  "Yeah, of course."

  "Get one. When you do, I'll give you my email address - we'll start there."

  A look of pain crossed Max's features, "Aaah come on now, you kiddn' me right?"

  "Nope - I'm serious. I've saved myself a long time - and if you gone get me, you gone get me on my terms, or not at all. You gone do right by me, or - head on back and wait for the hoochies to come out, they be wakin' soon - out on the hunt." This time when she strode off, she kept going and he let her.

  He stood in place watching the distance between them grow, exhaling and shaking his head, he turned and walked back to the others.

  "Man, whassup wit' that look on yo'face? You gone get in that or what?"

  "Good question, problem is, I'm not allowed to answer it, the lady has spoken."

  * * *

  Wisconsin, Camp Daniel's - Monday evening...

  Vivian whimpered, her bottom lip quivering, her body shaking, her feet nervously stomping the floor of the truck, gripping the steering wheel as if it were a life saver, shaking her head trying to calm down from crying.

  "Vivian! Come on darlin'! It'll be all right, I promise you, they'll be gone by the time I move you in, promise! They're just as scared of you, as you are of them, I thought we got'em all." Jake pleaded at the truck window, which was rolled all the way up, door locked, watching his fiancée shake her head having a fit, refusing to unlock the truck and get back out again.

  "It was a ra-a-a-at! A ra-a-a-a-at! A ra-a-a-a-at touched me - touched my leg... oh Lord Jesus please - please save me - somebody sa-a-a-ave me! Sa-a-a-a-ve me please! Lord - Lord - oh Sheila-a-a-a-a - Sheila-a-a-a-a come and get me, please come get me, rat touch my leg."

  "Baby it was running, you were blockin' it's exit that's all - he just wanted to get by you."

  "I wanna go ho-o-o-o-o-ome! I wanna go ho-o-o-o-o-ome! Sheila-a-a-a-a - come and get me-e-e-e!"

  "Vivian, baby come on - they're harmless, really they are..." Jake pleaded, looking up to see Ben driving into their yard. He smiled, waved, happy to see him as he stepped out of the car walking towards him.

  "I'm here!" He announced and then looked into the windshield of the truck, to see Vivian sitting at the steering wheel, shaking her head, tears rolling down her face.

  "What happened, what's wrong?" He asked right away.

  Jake grinned sheepishly, "My darlin's going through a bit of adjustment - she had her first encounter with a little critter."

  Ben smiled as it dawned on him what he meant, "What kind of a little critter?"

  "Oh, pretty decent size rat - we were uh, heading up the stairs, she was in front of course, it was coming down - she panicked, it panicked, all hell broke loose - one minute she was there, next minute, she was gone, I can't for the life of me, remember how she got past me, I think she jumped over the banister, not sure, anyway, I found her out here in the truck, God almighty I swear she's got wings. Never in my life seen a woman who can move so fast." He turned back to the truck, "Come on Vivian, I wanna finish showing you the house." He pleaded.

  She shook her head, "No! I ain't goin' back in ther
e!"

  "They're probably all gone now - you screamin' to high heaven, I can't imagine there's anything living left in there after that." He went on, leaning against the truck, both hands on top as he stared in at her, smiling. "You can't go no where, I got the keys, remember?" He reminded her gently. "Come on, it'll be fine this time, and Ben is here."

  She threw her head back and screamed, "I AIN'T GETTIN' OUT OF THIS TRUCK!!!" quite adamantly.

  "Ah dad, I don't think, she's getting out of that truck." Ben pointed out.

  Jake stood away from the door, his eyes going to Ben and then back to Vivian, shaking his head, he reached into his back pocket and pulled out the keys, "Here, go back to Shanna's."

  She opened the door, snatched the keys out of his hand, started the truck, "At least give me a kiss goodbye!" Jake blurted, but all he got was dust kicked up from that truck pulling out at top speed. Ben couldn't help it, he started cracking up. "You have got your work cut out for you, don't be surprised if we get back there and she's got her bags packed to head back to Chicago."

  "The hell she is, she's here to stay! I'll let her off the hook for now, but this is home."

  "Good luck on getting her to come back - I'll help where I can, wanna get busy on it then - or else she'll be moving in with Aunt Shanna for good."

  The two turned heading in as they laughed with Jake telling him in animated fashion what took place. Followed by showing him what materials he had there, at the same time he gave him a tour of the house and what he wanted done first. "I must get the new plumbing in and all piped up - then call out the surveyor and building inspector to pass it before I can do the electric. A lot of it is already done in the basement because of a leek, but I have to get it through the rest of the house. And the same for the electric - until then, I can't get started on the rooms." Jake explained and went on to show him the plans he had for installing two more additional bathrooms when there had originally been two. One upstairs, another downstairs. Now, there would be another in the master bedroom, and the second additional one in the basement which would give them four baths through out the house. Therefore, additional plumbing would be required for them, as well the laundry room in the basement and kitchenette. Because Sylvia's house had two kitchens basically, he felt he had to provide the same for Vivian considering their home was bigger than Sylvia and Shawn's present home. He had big plans for their basement, in fact for the entire place, he was determined not to waste even a corner. The entire house was to be serviceable from attic to basement and every nook and cranny in between. Together, they began marking the floors and walls that would have to be cut to allow the pipes to be fed through. The blessing was, that most all of the rooms were large, spacious, plenty enough space to add the bathrooms, walk in closets and whatever else he had planned. They worked until close to nine getting quite a bit done, laughing and talking as they went. Jake knew he had to be at work early the next morning and decided to call it a night, inviting Ben to come back with him to Shanna's.

  "No I better not, I have some work to do on some photos I took while in L.A. - gonna head back to grandma's before it gets too late, I'll pick myself something up on the way."

  When Jake walked into Shanna's he was saw-dusty and dirty, looking for Vivian. She had been at the sink, and looked up at him right away after entering, "Jake, I don't know about that house." She whined.

  "Oh don't start, give me time, I'll have it cleared."

  "Rats Jake! Oh my god, I can't deal with rats." She carried on following him into the bathroom.

  "Get me some underwear, and my loungers." He asked, stripping down to jump in the shower.

  "What about the rats Jake?" She asked, doing as he'd asked, entering their room to get what he liked to wear when they were alone and in bed.

  "When I'm done, there won't be any rats, promise."

  She wasn't so sure, and it showed on her face as she walked back into the bathroom to see him naked, leaning in the shower and testing the temperature. She loved the look of his long lean body, nice rear and strong wide back. But then he stood and stepped in and of course, she couldn't help but wince at his front package. Looking at it, made her wonder how in the world did his jeans hide all of that? It just didn't seem possible that he could look so normal when she knew he was anything but, normal. His chuckle brought her eyes up to see him looking at her with amusement, "What's up with that expression on your face? Don't know what you're more afraid of, that rat or my dick."

  "JAKE! Must you say, that word, can't you call it something else?"

  He only laughed at her, pulled the glass door closed to keep the water from the shower in, while he poured shampoo into his palm and lathered it into his hair. Vivian found herself standing in the bathroom, lost and dazed staring at him through the foggy glass, as he washed his body, amazed once more where she found herself. Earlier, she'd come home and got right on the phone to Sheila, crying like a big baby. Sheila only laughed at her, telling her there were bigger rats in Chicago, some on two legs, deal with it. It only took Sheila a few minutes before Vivian was laughing at herself, because of course, a house that old would have rats. But still.

  "You fix me anything to eat?" Jake broke into her thoughts to ask.

  "Of course I did, pepper steak, rice and spinach, how's that?"

  "Sounds good, you wanna wash my back?"

  Smiling she stepped up to the shower, sliding the glass aside, "Sure."

  He handed her the pouf sponge and put his hands up on the side wall, spread eagle like he was under arrest. Vivian laughed, "What you think, I'm washing everything down your back?"

  He peaked over his shoulder grinning, "Go ahead, you know you want to."

  She dabbed a bit of soap on and began scrubbing his back and found the greatest pleasure in doing it, "How's that feel?" She asked softly.

  "Fantastic, keep it up, it relaxes me."

  She got into it, doing his entire back until it was lathered to the full and then went down to lather up the cheeks of his butt, and then underneath in between, "Careful..." He warned. "You bein' mighty brave there lil'girl."

  She laughed deep and raunchy and shocking herself, dropped the sponge, using her hand instead in the soapy lather, working it into his heavy sack, he groaned deep in his chest as she went on gently stroking him and then, even further to stroke his organ only to find that he was partially aroused, growing long, as well hard. "Uh oh." She murmured.

  Standing up right from the wall, breathing hard, Jake turned, "Yeah, uh oh - see what you've done."

  Vivian's heart went crazy at the sight of him hanging so heavy, lengthening and swelling before her eyes. He wasn't entirely erect, but it was enough for it to hang long and threatening. She gulped looking up at him, "I'm gonna go fix your plate."

  "I'm not hungry, not for that, c'mere." He went to grab for her, she jumped back.

  "You gotta eat Jake." She panicked reminding him.

  He backed up into the shower spray, but his eyes never left her as the soap was rinsed down his stunning body. His head went back with his eyes closing so the water could clear his face. Vivian stood a moment more watching him, her eyes going to it, and to her disbelief, she throbbed, swelled and felt a rush of wet heat. Turning she left him to finish up as she set her mind to fixing his food. To her horror, she was shaking, shaking with passion and desire for him, when she knew how hard it was to take him. She heard the bathroom door open and looked up to see him coming towards her, still wet, with only the towel wrapped around him. Quiet, focused, stalking, he made his way to her, grabbed her arm to turn her from the counter with his mouth going straight for hers. Vivian let go of all she was doing to wrap her arms around his neck, her hands going into is wet hair, tipping up on her toes to reach his mouth with her own. The joining of their lips was almost as powerful as his desperate need to get into her. Lifting her high against the kitchen counter, he pulled at the hem of her dress, spreading her thighs, yanking at her panties, to clear a way to get to her. They were both highly
charged with passion, breathing hot and heavy, Vivian whimpering from want as well from a bit of fear. Jake's tongue was all in her mouth, forceful, demanding, seeking, possessive. His finger tips were probing her wet tunnel, spreading her tender petals, "Ssss, you're wet! That turned you on, oh yeah it did." He gasped into her mouth, bringing his immense penis head up to rub against her opening, the towel had long hit the floor.

  "Aiy! Oh - oh ssss, Jake." She whimpered feeling him rub the engorged head into ever crease and slot of her crotch, until her juices flowed onto him enough to push up and in, "AH - JAKE!" She cried out, shaking, his mouth sucked at her neck, her chin, her mouth while he pushed up into her, so thick, so hard, she shook her head. He was pumping up into her and moved back just a bit so she was forced to slide down onto his length, "OH - SHIT! Oh Jake..." She whimpered, stretched around him, as his pumping increased, his breathing rapid. Suddenly his hold on her tightened, holding onto one of her thighs, he backed away from the counter, and turned, took two steps to the kitchen table, that was the perfect height for him. He set her rump on it, breathing hard, pulled her arms from around his neck, and guiding her backward, to lie there. Vivian bit into her bottom lip, "Emmm, oh god..." She whimpered as he let go of her arms to lift up her legs, bring both of them up to grab hold of her ankles, ordering, "Pull that dress out of my way, I wanna look at your pussy full of my dick."

  "Jake!" She cried out.

  "Move it out of the way." He growled, his teeth clenched, buried halfway in, throbbing, pulsing from the tight, wet heat of her squeezing at him.

  Vivian pulled her dress all the way up above her breasts, so he could see her flat belly, breasts and all. "Ohhhh yes, that's right baby, look at you - fuckin' hell, you are the finest thing on this earth," He moaned starting to move again, slow and easy, "Feel all that dick in you..."

  "Yeah, oh..."

  "No ring this time baby, I promise to take it easy - but I'm gone put it all in there tonight, every fuckin' bit, nice and slow," He groaned, moving back and forth in slow degrees, trying to maintain his sanity, "Vivian - your - fuckin' pussy - is - tight! FUCK! Ohhh." He shook his head with all the amazing sensations traveling to every nerve ending of his body. Holding her ankles high and apart, he looked down where their bodies joined, his thick, blood filled root buried halfway into her dark body, he watched as he pushed further in; she was so tight, her folds moved inward dragging against his vein swelled organ, and then the show of pink flesh when he pulled out a bit, the seal around him tight, sucking. His pumping increased a bit from being so turned on by watching the function, the sounds of Vivian's voice, whimpering pants and cries, added to the madness of the pleasure. She was still wet, his penis glistened from her growing moisture which told him, he hadn't hurt her too much yet. He placed one ankle on his shoulder to free up a hand, while he gyrated in circles with the slightest push and then withdrawal, he let his two middle fingers rub at her entrance where he pumped to wet them, and then, used the juices to stimulate her clit, gently gliding the pad of his finger back and forth over the hood of the nubbin, careful not to touch it directly, he knew how sensitive it was. Yet, it was hard, standing firm for him to stroke all around it, and sure enough, Vivian started trembling, "Jake... Jake..."