by Forever Redd
We drove the Bonneville, and since that was my baby, I knew I had to drive. Jody sat his ass back, controlled the radio, and played on that damn phone, all the while, getting chauffeured by his bitch. That’s that pimp shit. That was the reality of it, but in my mind, all I could see was my husband loving to be in my presence.
Jody set fire to the end of the blunt filled with the OG Kush he had brought back from his trip and damn it was strong. I had to crack the window as soon as he took the first toke. Craziest thing though, it smoked like the shit we smoked on the fourth of July. I had taken my hand off the steering wheel and placed it to Jody’s thigh, but before I could proceed with my sexual advances, he grabbed my hand.
“Nope, don’t be tryna start dat shit. I’ma give you the dick, but we goin’ out first,” Jody said, then put his hand in the waist of his shorts. I rolled my eyes and cruised on down the interstate.
Hooters was packed, standing room only. Some sort of game, fight, or whatever brought the guys out in full effect. We ordered one drink each after the forty-five minute wait for a server. We all made small talk and then agreed to go on to the club.
The club was surprisingly off the chain. The rapper Trick Daddy was in attendance, so the line was crazy long. Jody opted for VIP since the line was shorter, but that was seventy dollars a pop for the fellas and fifty for the ladies. I just kept my mouth shut like the good little wife and held my arms in the air to be felt up by security, disguised as a pat down. I chose a seat close enough to the bar where Jody could continue to drink himself into oblivion and close enough to the door if I needed to make an impromptu exit. When the young boys came in with the T-shirts that read Smell the Loud, I knew right then it was time to go. Jody noticed me pouting. He dapped up the boys and staggered my way.
We went to the Waffle House to grab some breakfast before retiring to our home. The munchies were on us both pretty hard, so as soon as we walked in, we went straight for the table. Aside from a few grunts and plastic on plastic from the utensils and the plate, there was complete silence. I was going to eat, shower, and sleep, and I figured Jody would do the same once he was finished eating.
I stood in the bedroom, removing the high heels from my feet, which dropped my height down a good five inches. Then I wiggled my baby bearing hips out of my jeans. Jody stepped inside the bedroom, then to the closet where he put his sneakers back in the box. Then he made his way over to me. He hooked his index finger in the waist band of my panties and pulled me close to him. Using his free hand, he lifted my chin to look in his eyes. We visually probed each other until Jody leaned down and ran his tongue from my chin to my top lip. I closed my eyes and slightly opened my mouth as his tongue wiggled across the outline of my lips. His index finger traveled from my waist to the small pouch that had formed at the lower part of my tummy. Jody loved every part of me, or so he led me to believe. He began walking backwards towards the bathroom, pulling me right along with him. When we reached the closet door, he whispered, “Put ya heels back on, Ma.”
I stepped back in the shoes that I had just taken off, and followed his lead into the bathroom. Jody closed the lid of the toilet and lowered his Ralph Lauren boxers to the floor. “Leave the heels and the panties on, just pull them shits to the side. I like that sneaky shit.”
I straddled his lap, but he didn’t penetrate me. Instead, he rubbed, kissed, and licked everywhere he could reach. It felt so good and I coated his dick with the creaminess that leaked from my folds. Jody placed his hands on the back of my neck and drew me in for a long kiss. The desire in that kiss demanded so much that it felt like Jody sucked the contaminates of my existence straight from my lungs and breathed life back into me from the purity of his heart. That was the original feeling, until we fucked.
I lay down on the bathroom floor and Jody grabbed the heels of my shoes. He spread my legs as far as they would stretch and rammed his dick straight inside my body. Never mind that I was just cleared from the doctor, never mind this could possibly be painful. That moment of penetration took me somewhere far away. That one stroke told me that I meant absolutely nothing to that man. There was no decency. There was no love. The whole scene was void of emotion. Yet, I laid there. I allowed my husband to violate me in more ways than one. We fucked until his balls ached and my pussy was raw. My sweet knight in shining armor, my protector, just didn’t look so appetizing any more. He was still easy on the eye in the physical, but his ways were deformed and that erased all of the other attributes. Jody was a horrific site to behold. He took my body, but he raped my mind.
Jody took me to a place so deep and dark that I had no idea where to go, where to turn. Life to me would never be the same. There I was lying on the bathroom floor while my husband grunted and groaned while he violated my body.
“You like dat? Yea, you like it. Cum all ova Daddy’s dick. Take dis shit. Mm, Mm,” Jody said.
His voice, it was different, the look in his eyes. He was gone. His pupils were dilated to the point of where his whole eye looked black.
“Say you want it. Say you want all this dick. Uuuhh, yea. Dis my pussy, Bitch. Now say it. Say it’s my pussy.”
“Jody, you’re hurting me. Stop, please stop.”
“I…said…say…you…want…it.” Jody paused between each stroke.
“Jody, please. You…”
“Say dat shit and don’t play wit me, Vic.”
Jody gripped my throat, cutting off my oxygen supply, and I was so scared. I didn’t think Jody would actually kill me, but this person, this person I wasn’t too sure about. Tears filled my eyes and I tried to hold them at bay. All I could think about were my babies. Would he kill me? I had no choice, I had to give in to his demands.
“Jody…I want it,” I managed to say just as he squeezed my throat and came at the same time.
Jody lay on top of me a few minutes before getting up. Before he raised up off of me, he kissed me on the cheek and said, “I love you, Victoria White. Why yo face wet, Ma?”
“I don’t know.”
“Come on, Baby, let’s shower and go to bed.”
“Okay.”
I waited on the floor while he turned the water on. I couldn’t believe the drastic change. Jody was certified. He had to be. I knew I would have to tread lightly until I could figure out what to do. I would call Ms. Ethel first thing in the morning. She had been my rock and she was always there. I went to the shower and bathed with that man. Although sleep didn’t come easy that night, I laid right there in his arms like I lived my life. Pretending.
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Jody
That had to have been the best sleep I had in my life. I was well rested and ready to get the day started.
“Aye Bae, you up?” I asked, tapping Victoria on her hip. She didn’t move and that was fine by me. I got up as quietly as I could and tiptoed to the bathroom. I turned on the water and jumped in without even waiting for the water to get hot. The cold rush from the shower had me fully awake so I was ready to get it.
Aye my man, we had a good time the other night, ain’t it Bo? Yo punk ass was wasted. I was simply sittin’ back and enjoyin’ the lift, and man was it hiiiigh!”
“Chill with all that noise,” I whispered. She gone hear us. Don’t you think I know you had a good time? I know that shit because anytime I’m in a fucked up position it’s because you like it.”
See, that’s whea you wrong, I don’t like it. I LOVE IT. I be having the time of my life, man. If you would just let yoself go ONE good time, I promise, you will enjoy it too. One time, for me? You know what, I’ll een say please. Pleeease.
“If I give you one time to let my hair down, will you get the hell on? Will you let me live my life the way I have grown to like? That’s the life I know, man. That’s what I am used to doing. You come along and all this shit starts happening. If you can make me that promise, then I will ride with you on this shit.”
That’s cool, we gone have a good time. Watch and…
“Jody, did you say
something, because if so, I didn’t hear you.”
“Huh, oh no Vic. I mean, well I did, but I was on the phone. Sorry, I ain’t mean. Ahem, I didn’t mean to disturb you. Give me a second. I’m almost done in here. I need to talk to you anyway.”
Bet dat ass glad I told you to grab the phone. Silly nigga, you ain’t come up with that on ya own. I be savin’ yo ass and here you go thinkin’ you don’t need me.
“I don’t need you man. I got the phone on my own.”
Yea, okay, who was you gon’ call, Nigga? Tyrone? What you gotta talk to her ass about any way?
Silence.
Victoria was lying on her side with both babies snuggled in my spot. She was looking down at them and they looked so perfect. It was a family, my family, yet I was so far away, but still so close. I knew all I had to do was take those pills and I could have everything back. Craziest part of it all was I just didn’t wanna take ‘em. It was a dependency and I refused to be dependent on anyone or anything. I felt like those pills held me back from being me. They stopped my shine. I could be something better than what I am now if those pills were never in the picture.
“Mommy loves you,” kiss. “And you too.” Kiss. I heard her say and watched as she placed small kisses on the twins. It hurt me to my heart to do this to her after all I had done already, but…
Fuck it man. Get it together. I heard Major say.
“Aye Vic, you heard me on the phone right? Well, I gotta go on the road again. I’m sorry to do this to ya, Ma, but…”
“Okay, Jody. I understand we have to eat and bills need to be paid. I get all of that. Do what you need to do. We gon’ be alright. Mommy loves you”. Kiss. “And Mommy loves you too.” Kiss.
She never even looked up. She didn’t take her eyes off the kids, no nothing. That was cool, or at least I wanted it to be. I couldn’t figure out why I was even bothered by her lack of emotion. I was doing what I been doing and living in the moment.
I packed a bag and walked out. I didn’t look back, nobody got a goodbye hug or kiss. That simple bitch didn’t even ask how long I would be gone. Fuck her too.
Aye Jody, whea we goin’, Bruh?
“Fuck you think, Nigga? We goin’ home where we belong. We goin’ to Branchville.”
Haaaaa, my nigga. Turn that Migos up. Fight Night is my shit.
10
Victoria
Jody had been gone for a few weeks now and I hadn’t even talked to him. I was sad that he was gone but happy for the break. I decided today we would get out and window shop. I got the twins and myself dressed then we headed to Columbiana Mall. I walked around from store to store in my own little world when I heard the grumble in my tummy. I walked to the food court to grab a bite to eat when out of nowhere I heard a familiar voice.
“Victoria, Victoria! Is that you?”
It was Toya Wagner, she was a chick I was fairly cool with back in high school. She looked amazing and I could tell by the washboard abs she had on display, probably had no kids. Toya was so-so in the face, but her body was crazy. Not an ounce of fat anywhere, no stretch marks whatsoever.
“God, girl, it is you! Twins? Wow, girl, if you don’t give me a hug!” Toya was giggling and hugging me as she spoke.
I wore the stress all over my face, but I still was able to hold my head high and tell her not only did I have twins, but was married too. I hoped she would have a twinge of jealousy, since I didn’t notice anything on her left finger, but I’m sure she didn’t.
“That’s great, I’m so happy for you,” Toya stated genuinely. “Hey, what you doing tonight?” Toya asked. “You remember my best friend Tavia? She went to school with us. Matter of fact, y’all had Home Economics together, remember?”
Of course I remembered her. How could I forget Tavia? She was more than loose, she would give it up at the drop of a dime. Head or tail, it didn’t even matter. Not to mention, she always had some shit with her, she was simply messy. I put on the happy face.
“Yes, I remember her. Cool chick, how she doing?” I asked.
“Aaaww man, she is great and you know we dance over there at the Candy Land off Bush River Road. We’re headliners! We have a show tonight and I would love for you to be my special guest. Afterwards, we can have a girls night, catch up, and partay. I bet you could use it,” she said, pointing at the stroller.
I thought for a moment. Yes, I did need it and with Jody being gone, I wanted to just step out and do me for a change. Go crazy, let my hair down.
“Tell ya what, here is my number. Give me a call. I am going to see if I can find a sitter and we can go from there, cool?”
Toya accepted the response and we exchanged numbers. When she turned to leave, I stood there and watched the humongous ass switch away as she threw it left to right. She got a few feet away and turned back towards me. I tried to divert my attention elsewhere to make it appear as though I wasn’t watching, but she had to know she left people drooling wherever she went.
“Aye Vic, you still burn?” She questioned from afar.
I gave her a mischievous smile and wink. “Smoke sumn!”
“Find that sitter, Lil Mama, we gone blow the town down!”
Those were the parting words she left me with. Then she turned and trotted off like one of the Budweiser Clydesdales. Damn, that’s a bad bitch.
I hurried around the room trying to find the perfect attire for the strip club. I needed something not too revealing, something to cover my baby pouch, and something loose enough to not make my sides and back look like a pack of weenies. While searching for an outfit, my thoughts turned to Ms. Ethel. I had no idea what I would have done without her. That one night, she became more than family, almost like a Guardian Angel of some sort. She was an extraordinary woman, and just as promised, we kept in touch. It started out a phone call, then a visit here and there. It progressed over time and she was always there when I needed her. She would keep the kids on a whim, all I had to do was ask. She was like Big Mama and we loved her to death. She said the babies could spend the night, and she would take them to church so I wouldn’t have to worry about getting them late tonight or early in the morning. Just like my mom, she just wanted me to have some peace. Her teenaged niece was staying the night to help with the babies and anything else Ms. Ethel may have needed. So, leaving them there wasn’t too much of a problem for me.
I called Toya to get the details of the evening and it was a good thing I did because she had a plan, alright. She told me that she and Tavia were going to give me two hundred singles so that I could make it rain on their set. She said dudes get real generous when they see bitches ballin’, so they will go harder to prove dicks still run the world. With all these females dating chicks, their manhood is threatened. No man wanted to be second to a woman. I thought that was a nifty little trick and I agreed. We chatted a few more minutes then said our goodbyes. The kids were already gone, so all I had to do was burn one and jump in the shower.
I walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. As soon as the steam began to rise, I closed the door and put a towel at the bottom. I took a seat on the sink, lit the altered cigar, and baked. Not long, but long enough to feel the lift. I turned the cold water on low, then stepped into the shower. The minute the first drop of the heated water tapped my nipple, I knew I was in trouble. Ms. Kitty was about to start acting up. I tried to turn my back to the shower nozzle to alleviate some of the tingle on my nipples, but the beads that sprayed across my ass crack made it no better. I jumped thrusting my chest forward, and arching my back. I put my hands on the wall, balanced myself, and waited Ms. Kitty out. I felt the little spasms that moved through my pussy, but Ms. Kitty needed something more. I could tell that she wasn’t going to budge until I made a move, so I made one.
I removed the shower head, and adjusted the water flow to Light Pulse. I put one foot on the edge of tub and hovered in the corner, just in case my knees got weak. I placed the warm stream in the direction of Ms. Kitty and a tiny whimper escaped my lip
s. That felt good, but not good enough. I took a seat in the bathtub and left one leg to hang over the side. She was open. I adjusted the water flow to Rapid Pulse and fired continuous shots to my clit. I inserted two fingers into the opening of Ms. Kitty. My middle finger was touching my G spot, and my index was just there for added girth. My ass was slipping and sliding all over the tub. I was jumping around like a fish out of water, but I refused to let up. Ms. Kitty wanted it and we came. The squirt that spewed from my treasure was almost as powerful as the spray from the shower head. I couldn’t move, my breath had been long gone. That damn shaking couldn’t be stopped. Once I regained my composure, I took an actual shower and got dressed. Candy Land, here I come!
Ok, so the strip club was not my scene. A bunch of half-naked chicks prancing around trying to make the almighty dollar. Horny men skinning and grinning at every ass that crossed their paths. I guessed the old adage was true, “You will always lose money chasing chicks, but never lose chicks chasing money.”
I took a seat at an empty table in the front, near the stage, so I could complete the task of making it rain on Toya and Tavia. A topless waitress with more bottom than top approached the table and took my order. I settled on a double shot of Hennessy and sat back to watch the show.
An anorexic looking chick by the name of Bubbles had taken the stage. Bubbles slithered up to the top of the shiny pole, slid down head first, and once she was a few inches from the floor, she spread her long legs from east to west. She then placed her hands on the floor, gave us a peek at her flexibility and wrapped her legs back around the pole. She pulled her torso upwards, grabbed ahold of the cold steel, and swung her legs back and forth. For her big finale, she pulled her thong to the side, lay back on the floor, massaged her clit, and pulled a small bottle of bubbles from her garter. She placed the small plastic wand to her pussy lips and two little bubbles floated into the crowd. Honestly, I was beyond impressed. I was truly amazed.