by Lucinda John
When I arrived to at the restaurant, it was exactly ten on the dot. I touched up my lipstick in my compact mirror before walking to the entrance. As soon as I walked in the door, I was greeted by a casually dressed Geek. He wore some black and gold Robin Jeans, a black and gold Versace shirt with the matching black and gold Versace high top sneakers. His gold chain hung down his neck as his gold pinky ring shined through the dimly lit restaurant. His dreads were neatly twisted in designs going back. He looked so sexy leaning against the wall while waiting for me.
“You made it.” He smiled and pulled me in for a hug.
His Clive Christian cologne made love to my nose as I held onto him. I felt so safe in his arms that I didn’t want to let go, but I had to. A few minutes later, the host came over to us and sat us on the balcony where we had a nice view of the beach.
“You look beautiful.” He smiled and took a sip of his water.
“Thank you, you don’t look too bad yourself,” I complimented him.
“If you don’t mind me asking, how did you get here? I hope you didn’t catch the bus.”
“No,” I giggled. “I drove. My boss got me a car as a gift.”
“You must be putting in a lot of hard work.”
“Yeah, I am, but I think he looks at me like the daughter he never had. He has only three sons so he never experienced the joys of having a daughter,” I replied and took a sip of my Coke.
“Tell me more about yourself.”
“Like what?” I asked.
“Everything, what’s your story?”
“Well, I was raised by my father. He was the only parent I had until he died three months ago. Now I stay with my stepmother and her daughter.” I replied, not really wanting to get in details about my life.
“What school do you go to?”
“Tropical High School.”
“Damn.”
“Yeah, I know, but it’s not that bad if you stay to yourself.”
“So all you do is go to school and work?” he asked.
“Pretty much.”
“No boyfriends?”
“No, we broke up three months ago.”
The rest of dinner was spent with us getting to know each other. After dinner, we took a romantic ride on a boat, where we sipped wine and ate a variety of desserts. It was one in the morning when our date came to an end. I wasn’t looking forward to going home, but we made plans to have breakfast in the morning since there was no school and I was off from work.
When I finally made it home, I parked my car in the same spot, slipped off my heels, and prepared to sneak in the house. I breathed out a sigh of relief when I made it to the basement, until the light flickered on.
“Where the fuck have you been?” my stepmother asked while firing up a blunt.
“I was hanging out with a friend.”
“A friend?” she laughed. “Dressed like that?”
“We went out for dinner.”
“Hmm, so this was your condom wrapper I found in the trash,” she said and tossed a Magnum wrapper at me.
“Wait! What? I’m not even in the house like that.”
“I found it down here,” she replied dropping the ashes from the blunt on the floor.
“It’s not mine.”
“Then who the fuck does it belong to?!” she yelled.
“Ask your daughter.”
“What the fuck did you just say?”
“I said ask your daughter!”
“Who the fuck your ‘bout it ass think you’re talking to? You walk up in my motherfucking house at one in the fucking morning dressed like you just got done sucking dick for a cheeseburger and you have the nerve to flip out the mouth about my daughter,” she yelled.
“I don’t have time for this,” I said turning my back to walk out the door.
Before I could even make it to the door, I found myself being yanked back by my bun. Elaine punched me in the face causing my nose to bleed. I flared my arms trying to defend myself, but she put all her weight on me making it hard. She punched me in the head causing my ears to ring. I was in so much pain that all I could do was cry out for help. A few blows later, I felt her being lifted off my body.
“Elaine that’s enough,” Bo said as he separated us.
“No, this bitch thinks she’s grown. Well fight me hoe!” she yelled trying to lung towards me.
“That’s a little ass girl,” he said defending me.
“So you defending this bitch?” she asked as she looked at Bo sideways.
“No, I’m just saying…”
“You know what, get the fuck out of my house and go back to where you came from,” she yelled.
She didn’t have to tell me twice. I grabbed my purse and keys and left the house slamming the door behind me. When I realized I didn’t have anywhere to go, I started to cry. After crying out my frustrations, I drove to my father’s grave and fell asleep with my head on his tombstone.
“Hey miss wake up,” the security guard said shaking me awake.
“What time is it?” I asked feeling a throbbing sensation in my head
“It’s seven o’clock in the morning. Do you need medical attention?” He asked looking at my face that I was sure was bruised.
“No, I’m fine.” I replied as I got up and walked to my car.
I hit the home button on my phone and noticed it was dead. Driving to Wal-Mart, I purchased a car charger and a few personal items. I also grabbed a pink, black, and white floral romper and a pair of white sandals. Walking in the bathroom, I went to the handicap stall and did my best to clean up The handicap stall in the ladies restroom was where I cleaned up as best as I could. After doing the best I could, I changed my clothes and brushed my hair into a ponytail. I used the Cover Girl make-up I purchased to cover up the bruises I had on my cheek and under my eyes to the best of my ability.
I went to my car, and plugged in my phone and took two Advil’s while I waited for the phone to power on. Once the white screen and the apple appeared on the screen, notifications started coming to my phone. I clicked on the message icon and a text message from Geek popped up.
GEEK: Good morning beautiful. I really enjoyed our date last night. Breakfast on the beach at 10:30 am. Please don’t stand me up.
A smile crept on my face as I looked at the time. It was nine o’clock, so I had an hour and thirty minutes to get to my location. Reading off the address to Siri, I started my car and went to have breakfast with my prince charming.
Chapter 7
Eyanna
I spent the last hour calling Geek to no avail. Since Dustin came and busted in on us, we would fuck occasionally in the basement, but lately he’d been acting distant. I would call him and if and when he answered, he would rush me off the phone. He used to jump when I was throwing the pussy at him; now he just forwarded my calls to voicemail.
After deleting every record of me trying to contact Geek out of my phone, I prepared for my date with Dustin. Lately, his whole entire demeanor towards me had changed. He went from eating out of the palm of my hand to using that same palm to smack me across the face. I lost all interest in being with him, but that threat he made to me that night had me to scared to leave him.
Dressed in a one-piece pants suit and open toe wedges, I made my way downstairs to wait on Dustin. Just as I walking, outside Karrueche was parking her car and walking inside. That bitch went from rocking Prada and driving a Hummer to wearing dresses from Rainbows and driving a Honda. Poor tink, I laughed to myself thinking of at her misfortune.
“My bathroom needs to be cleaned,” I said as she walked past me.
“Clean it yourself.” She threw over her shoulder.
I was about to snap on her bummy ass until Dustin pulled in the driveway in my Lexus Coupe. It was funny how I basically upgraded this nigga. He went from rocking corner store white tshirts to wearing Louis everything. Rolling my eyes, I made my way to MY car and got inside.
“We’re going to the mall. I want to cop them new Jordan’s
that came out.”
“You copping them or me?” I asked sucking my teeth.
“What did you just say?” he asked looking at me sideways.
“Nothing.”
When we got to the mall, I basically bought him everything. It was as if I was Richard Gere and he was Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman. After spending five thousand dollars on him, I went to T-Mobile and bought him the new Samsung Galaxy 6 Edge to go along with his iPhone 6 Plus. Why he needed two phones was beyond me.
“Good looking out bae,” he said kissing me on the lips as we sat down at Applebee’s for lunch.
“Umhm.”
“You good?” he asked popping a fry in his mouth.
“I’m Gucci.”
I watched him eat as I rocked my leg back and forth and slowly sipped my water. I needed to find a way to get rid of this nigga and do it quick. He was dead weight that I had to get rid of. Feeling my phone vibrate, I excused myself and went to the bathroom.
My lips stretched into a smile as I opened a text message for “Gina” who was really Geek.
GINA: I need my dick sucked.
ME: My mom at the crib. Can I meet you somewhere?
I lied. I knew Karrueche was home and there was no way I’d be able to use the basement.
GINA: Meet me at the park on 153rd in an hour. Don’t keep me waiting.
ME: Ok bae.
I deleted the messages, slipped my phone back in my bag, and put my game face on. I sat at the table with a pained look on my face. Slouching down, I put my head on the table and faked sick.
“What’s wrong bae?” Dustin asked taking the bait.
“My period just came on and my stomaching is killing me.”
“Damn and I was looking forward to beating the pussy up tonight. Want me to take you home?”
“Yes,” I groaned.
On the car ride back to my house, I was jumping for joy on the inside. It was something about Geek that had me feeling all schoolgirl crush inside. His sexy demeanor, thugged out voice, and big dick had my head gone. I was sprung off that nigga and I wanted him to be mine in the worst way. The only thing stopping that from being possible was Dustin. Until I figured out how to get rid of his ass, then I’ll just be fucking them both.
“I’ll call you in the morning; I’m about to go out and shoot pool with the boys,” Dustin said as he pulled in front of my house.
“Ok bae,” I said smiling on the inside.
I walked in the house and waited fifteen minutes before jumping in Karrueche’s former Mustang, which was now mine. I sped through traffic, running every red light just to get to my future on time. Geek was very punctual. If I wasn’t there within that hour, he would only move on to the next bitch and that was something I wasn’t having.
I parked my car next to his and walked over to him. He unlocked the door and allowed me to get in. As soon as my backside touched the interior of his Maserati, I was in love. No words were spoken as he pulled out his dick and I began giving him that sloppy toppy.
While I was slobbing on his knob, his phone rang. By the way I was sucking his soul out of him, I expected him to ignore the phone call. So when he answered, it kind of threw me off causing me to slip up and gag on his dick. He snatched my head back as if to tell me to continue sucking his dick while he talked on the phone with who I assumed was a bitch.
“Damn baby! I ain’t even put the dick on you yet and you missing me already,” his sexy ass laughed into the phone.
I couldn’t hear what the bitch on the other line was saying, but whatever it was had his ass cheesing like a kid in a candy store.
“I’m missing your lil’ ass too. I’m tempted to come pick you up, but you on lockdown,” he sighed.
I shook my head. He’s fucking with a little ass girl that’s on lock down, I thought as I deep throating throated his dick, which caused him to suck in a deep breath.
“Damn baby let me call you back in a bit,” he said causing me to smile.
Geek hung up the phone and grabbed a hold of my hair as he drilled his dick down my throat. When he blessed me with his sweet sperm, I spit it back on his dick and sucked it off until he was wetting the back of my throat with his nut for the second time.
“Damn girl,” he moaned as he tried to catch his breath.
Just as I was about to prepare myself to jump on his dick, he put an end to it.
“I’mma get up with you later,” he said scrolling through his phone.
“Damn I can’t catch a nut too?” I pouted.
“Call your nigga,” he smartly replied.
“I’m not even talking to him like that anymore,” I lied.
“Ma you ain’t even gotta try to play me like that. It is what it is. You’re his girl not mine. I just needed my dick sucked.” He said causing my heart to shatter.
I stared at him with a shocked expression written all over my face.
“Are you gon’ sit there and look stupid or are you gon’ get the fuck out of my car?” he said while chewing on his bottom lip causing me to wet my panties.
“Are you gon’ come see me later?” I desperately asked.
“Maybe.”
I tried to reach in for a kiss, but he leaned back, further hurting my feelings. Getting out of his car, I walked to mine and got in. Whoever this new bitch was had to go. She was starting to fuck with my future position in Geek’s life and I wasn’t having that. I was on ten as I sped home that and I didn’t even notice that I ran a red light until blue and red lights were flashing behind me. I pulled over and turned on my voice recorder. Shit I watched the news.
“Did you see that red light you ran?” the sexy officer asked once he made his way to my car.
“I’m sorry officer. My boyfriend just broke up with me and I’m feeling distraught,” I replied putting a hint of sorrow in my voice. I played the sympathy card hoping I could get a pass.
“You look too pretty to be letting a nigga stress you out,” he said poking his head in my car window.
“Tell it to my ex-boyfriend,” I sighed allowing fake tears to slide down my face.
“Tell you what, this time I’m going to let you go with a warning. Here is my number in case you want to leave the little boys alone and start messing with a real man,” he said and handed me his card.
I was never the type that had jungle fever, but white chocolate was looking sexy as fuck. The cop, Officer Brad, reminded me of actor Ian Somerhalder. Seductively placing his card between my breasts, I slowly licked my lips.
“I’m definitely ready for a real man,” I replied with a smile.
“Give me a call then pretty lady,” he said tapping the hood of my car before walking away.
Chapter 8
Geek
I stared at the picture Karrueche and me took in the photo booth at the movie theater in awe. It was something about her sexy ass that had my head gone. I wouldn’t say I was in love with her yet, but I was near.
“I bet you ain’t hit it yet,” my brother Tommy said walking in my kitchen with a bowl of cereal.
“Nah, it ain’t even like that,” I replied folding up the photos and putting them in my wallet.
“Let me find out that my brother done lost his touch with the ladies,” he laughed.
“Fuck you,” I spat and walked upstairs to my room.
Karrueche and I had been dating for three months now and I really enjoyed having her around. We weren’t officially boyfriend and girlfriend yet, but all that was going to change. I saw the way niggas looked at her when we were out, so I was on a mission to wife her up quick.
“You must really be feeling this chick if you bringing her to Sunday dinner,” Tommy said invading my personal space.
“Nigga you got a three bedroom condo down the street. Why the fuck are you always in my shit?” I asked pulling out a fresh out of the box pair of
Jordan Retro 7s.
“Your shit stay packed with food,” he laughed taking a bite of a sandwich.
“You stay eati
ng up all my shit!”
“I’m a growing boy,” he said rubbing on his belly.
My brother wasn’t a fat boy, but he was a little on the heavy side. He was a pretty boy ass nigga that wore his weight well. Despite his poor eating habits, it was nothing for him to hit the gym and burn all them calories off.
“Check me out, you sure you want to bring her by mama’s crib?” he asked with a raised brow.
“Yes, nigga why not?”
“Does she know you got kids?” he asked.
“That’s the first thing I told her.”
“Do she know about your crazy ass baby mama?”
“Man she ain’t gon’ be nowhere near Draya so it don’t even matter.”
“If you got it under control, then by all means,” he replied shoving the last bit of sandwich in his mouth. “I’m out. See you at mamas,” he said walking away.
Pulling out an all-black joggers Jordan sweat suit set, I laid it out on my bed and hopped in the shower. I had to admit I kind of told a white lie when it came to the mother of my kids, Draya, but it was for the best. As long as she stayed her ass in Rhode Island with her mother, then everything would be straight.
As I was rinsing the suds off my body, my phone rung. Thinking it was Karrueche, I jumped out the shower and raced towards.
“Fuck,” I groaned when I stubbed my toe on the foot of my bed.
I sucked my teeth at the name that flashed across my screen, and forwarded the call to voicemail. You give a bitch a sip of your cum and she won’t leave you the fuck alone, I thought as I dried off my body. Yeah I was fucking this jump off that I met by the name of Eyanna, but that was only because Karrueche and weren’t official yet. As soon as I made her wifey, I planned on dropping my load down Eyanna’s throat one more time before telling her ass to kick rocks.
*****
“Why won’t you let me pick you up?” I asked wrapping my arms around