Cold

by Sha Jones

  “Surprise bitch,” Draya said with a grin on her face.

  “You scared the hell out me!” I yelled as I held my chest.

  “Why didn’t you call me?” I asked.

  “I did call but now I see why you didn’t answer. Hurry up so I can get in next.”

  Before she closed the door, she slapped me on my ass. The fact that my ass was wet made the smack sound like a loud clap.

  After my shower, I walked into the room and saw Draya sitting on Michael’s side of the bed. I walked over to my side and looked at my phone and saw that I had two missed calls from her.

  “Your dress is nice,” she said as she looked at it.

  “Thanks girl. It took me all damn day just to find it. What are you wearing?”

  She reached in her bag and pulled out a black strapless dress. It looked like it was made out of satin material.

  “That’s nice,” I said as I ran my hand smoothly across the dress.

  She then reached in her bag and pulled out a pair of black leather pumps. The heel look like it was about six inches long.

  “You definitely have to let me borrow these one day.” Draya smiled at me and got up and walked to the bathroom.

  It then dawned on me that she came in my house without a key. I walked downstairs and saw Michael sprawled out on the couch with his hands in his pants.

  “Just to let you know, Me, Draya and Tangy are going out tonight.”

  He didn’t sit up or even budge.

  “Okay, be careful,” he responded.

  I rolled my eyes and walked back to my room. I sat on the edge of the bed and oiled my body down. My phone then buzzed. I looked at the screen and it read unknown on the screen. It had been a few days since the stalker called me. I didn’t answer the phone. I knew what they were going to do. Answering the phone wouldn’t get me anywhere so I ignored it.

  Minutes later, Draya walked out of the bathroom dripping wet with soap suds hanging from her nipples. Her pussy was hairless and pretty. Her titties sat up perfectly. Her skin was a nice caramel complexion and it brought out her eyes. I wasn’t attracted to women but I staring at Draya’s body turned me on. I didn’t know she was this sexy. Her work clothes did her body no justice.

  “See something you like?” she asked with a grin on her face.

  I wasn’t sure if she was serious or she was just joking.

  “Where are your towels? I’m freezing.”

  I could tell she was cold because I could see the goose pumps on her body and her nipples were hard. I couldn’t believe I was imagining myself sucking on them. They were so pretty and they looked like they tasted good. I was so speechless that I couldn’t even answer her question. I just pointed my finger towards closet. When she turned to walk back towards the bathroom, I was even more impressed at how round and firm her ass appeared. She was perfect. I was starting to question my sanity and my sexuality. I wasn’t sure if it was because Michael wasn’t paying me any attention or what. All I knew was, I was starting to get curious. My phone rang again. This time it was Tangy.

  “Hello,” I answered.

  “Hey Tiffany, I’m on my way. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

  I looked at the time on my phone and said, “Okay.”

  I flat ironed my hair and then Draya’s after that. After we put on our makeup we got dressed. My dress didn’t take much effort. All I had to do was slip it right on and adjust my titties into the breast cups of my dress. Draya needed help with hers.

  “Tiff, can you zip me up?”

  I walked over to her and pushed her hair to the side. She smelled like she had been lying in roses all day. Her scent was breath taking. I was never nervous or intimidated by her, but seeing her naked made me look at her differently. I stared down at her zipper. She wasn’t wearing any panties so all I saw was her ass crack. I slowly zipped her dress up. I wanted to lean in and kiss her on the back of her neck. I had no clue what was coming over me but it was something fierce. When I was done, she turned around and that’s when I realized that I was standing extremely close to her. If I would’ve moved an inch closer, my lips would’ve been touching hers. The knock at the door startled the both of us.

  “Come in!” I yelled. Tangy walked through the door in a blue strapless dress. It fit her body so tight that I thought her breasts were going to pop out.

  “Hey ladies!” she screamed as she held a bottle of champagne over her head.

  I was going to drink at the club but I wanted to get loose before we left home. Draya left the room and came back up moments later with three champagne glasses. It was just what I needed. It was so bubbly and refreshing. All I needed was one glass. I was going to be the one driving. We all strutted down the stairs like we were some run way models. Michael popped his head up and stared all three of us down as we walked past him. I didn’t kiss him or say shit to him. I was feeling good and I just didn’t care about trying to receive his affection tonight. I walked out the door and locked it.

  Chapter 16

  We were like teenagers again. We were blasting the music and Draya stuck her head out the window of the car while I was driving seventy on the freeway. Tangy was in the back drinking the champagne straight from the bottle. We were acting like we didn’t give a fuck about getting pulled over. To be honest, I don’t think we actually did. We finally arrived to the club. The valet driver walked up to my car. I gave him my keys and I and my girls strutted into the club. When we walked in, it was loud and live. There were so many sexy men in there; I could feel myself starting to get hot. Draya, Tangy, and I walked straight to the bar. As I was about to order my drink, I felt someone grab my hand. At first I thought it was one of the girls but when I turned around, I saw a tall chocolate man with dreads. He smiled at me and I almost went blind. He had more gold in his mouth than a damn gold mine.

  He leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear, “Would you like to dance?”

  I wanted to say hell no, but I smiled and politely said, “Not right now, maybe later.”

  I didn’t give time to beg. I immediately turned around and ordered my perfect patron with an extra shot. Draya looked at me with big grins on their face. I frowned and shook my head at them. They knew I was married and if I was going to be all in some strange man’s face flirting, it sure as hell wouldn’t have been Mr. Gold mouth over there in the corner. He made sure to stand right across the room so he could keep his eyes on me. He kept waving and smiling. All I saw was gold. After the girls ordered their drinks, I suggested that we move to another spot in the club. By now, I was on my fourth glass of perfect patron. Before I knew it, I was in the middle of the dance floor grinding my hips to a Jamaican beat.

  While I was bending over twerking my ass, I felt a pair of warm hands grab my waist. I didn’t even turn around to see who he was. I closed my eyes and put my hands up and began slow grinding on him. I could feel his dick poking my ass so I started grinding harder on him. He was on beat and he followed my every move. His moves were so smooth that I could barely keep up. He smelled delicious and I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck. I imagined that he was the man on the island. I could feel my pussy starting to get warm. The thong I had on wasn’t doing a good job of absorbing my juices. Still dancing, I turned around to face him and when I looked at him, I almost gasped. His features were so breath taking. I know it was dark in the club, but I could tell he was fine even with the lights on. He looked at me and smiled. I was relieved that he didn’t have any gold teeth, but I could tell that he might’ve wore braces because his teeth were too straight and his smile was magnifying.

  While I was standing there in a daze, he leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “You’re beautiful.”

  His voice wasn’t too deep and it wasn’t too light. It was just right. I wanted him to pick me up and carry me out of the club like I was his Queen. The music was so loud that, we had to talk in each other’s ear.

  “Thank you,” I responded with a wide smile on my face.

 
The club was about to close. I looked around trying to see if I could spot Draya and Tangy. I didn’t want to leave this mysterious man but I had to look for them. He walked with me as I was looking for the girl. After searching all around the club, my feet began to hurt. I finally spot Draya at the bar sitting on some random guy’s lap tongue kissing him. I walked up to her without even acknowledging the man.

  “Have you seen Tangy?”

  She was so drunk; I don’t even think she knew who I was. Minutes later, Tangy came staggering out of the ladies room.

  “Tangy!” I yelled. I was waving my hands everywhere like I was at a rap concert.

  I finally got her attention and she smiled and waved back. I could tell she was more fucked up than me and Draya put together. I walked over to her and grabbed her arm. I snatched Draya off that guy’s lap and we exited the club, as didn’t cross my mind, not even once while I was gone. While I was waiting for the valet driver to bring me my car, I felt someone grab my hand and I turned around and saw the guy I was dancing on. He appeared much taller and I loved the fact that his skin was chocolate. He was even sexier than I thought he would be.

  He moved in closer and asked, “Can I have your number?”

  I didn’t know whether to tell him I was married or not say anything. I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to give him my number. I looked up and stared into his eyes and they spoke to me. They were so deep and beautiful. I couldn’t tell him no so I took his phone from his hand and programed my name and number in it.

  “What’s your name?” I asked.

  “Darius,”

  He was sexy and he had a sexy name. He made me feel like a little girl. I couldn’t stop blushing. He leaned forward and I thought he was about to kiss me but he whispered in my ear, “Goodnight gorgeous.”

  It’s been a while since a man complimented me and it was sad that I can’t remember the last time my husband did it. I waved bye and got in my car. When I pulled up to the house, Draya and Tangy were both asleep. I had to go in the house and get Michael so he could help me drag them inside. I opened the door and saw Michael sprawled out in the same position that he was in before I left. I knew he was in a deep sleep because he was snoring. I walked over to him and tapped his chest.

  “Michael get up. I need you to help me bring the girls inside.”

  He made this grunt sound, ignored me and rolled over.

  “Michael!” I yelled.

  He didn’t move. I wanted to take my shoe off and hit his ass with it. I rolled my eyes and walked back to the car. I shook Tangy trying to get her up. She was too drunk to get out the car like a normal person would. I grabbed her by the arm and took her upstairs to my room. Packing Tangy wasn’t the issue. Her ass was the size of the moon, so I wasn’t about to risk throwing my back out just to carry her. I finally got her to the bed and we both fell on it. I landed on top of her. I couldn’t help but laugh because we looked so silly. I finally got Dray up the stairs and laid her on the bed. I took off my shoes and changed my clothes and lay in the middle. There was no way I was going to let them go anywhere in this position. I was surprised that I made it home in one piece. I was one drink away from losing my damn mind.

  While lying down, I thought about how good my night was. I wanted to do this more often. I started thinking about Darius and how sexy he was. He was also a gentleman. Just by the little conversation we had, I could feel our connection. Even though I didn’t know him, I liked him. I felt bad for not telling him I was married. If I would’ve told him, he would’ve backed away and I wanted to get to know him. I didn’t have plans of cheating on Michael. I just wanted some affection and my husband wasn’t giving me that. I don’t even think he would notice that another man had my attention. I fantasized about Darius until I drifted off to sleep.

  Chapter 17

  I struggled to open my eyes as the rays from the sun beamed down on my forehead. As soon as I lifted my body, I felt this intense pounding in my head. It felt like someone took a brick and hit me in the head while I wasn’t looking. I put my hand on my forehead hoping that the pressure would relieve the migraine. I finally found the strength to stand up. I walked downstairs and seen Draya and Tangy lying on the couch watching TV. I was surprised that they were still here.

  “What time is it?” I asked as I walked to the kitchen to get a drink of water.

  “1:30,” Tangy responded.

  They didn’t look like she had been drinking all night. I was the only one feeling like I was about to pass out and I didn’t drink nearly as much as they did. I walked in the garage and noticed that Michael’s car wasn’t parked. I didn’t even care that he hadn’t called. I was tired and felt like shit. Cooking was not in my plans and neither was leaving the house so pizza. I decided to order dominoes. When I grabbed my phone from the dresser, I noticed that I had a missed call from a number that I didn’t recognize. It was relieving to know that it wasn’t an unknown call. After I ordered pizza, I returned the call. The phone rang four times and there was finally a voice at the other end of the call.

  The deep voice answered, “Hello.”

  I pause for a second trying to see if the voice sounded familiar to me.

  “Hello, did someone call Tiffany?” I asked.

  “You sound just as beautiful as you did in person.”

  A big grin crept up on my face. I knew exactly who it was.

  “Hi Darius, how are you?”

  He yawned and replied

  “Oh I’m good. Just a little tired from last night.”

  I smiled and sarcastically said, “I bet.”

  We both laughed.

  I was twirling my hair with my finger and giggling like a silly school girl.

  “So what is your occupation?”

  He cleared his throat and replied, “I’m a doctor.”

  I was definitely impressed. What the hell was a doctor doing in the club I wondered? I guess professionals were allowed to have fun. Hell I was a prosecutor, but I was all in the club shaking my ass like a stripper. We talked for ten more minutes until I heard a knock at the door.

  “Hey, I’m about to eat. I will call you later.”

  After we hung up I went to the door and got the pizza. I walked into the living room and Tangy and Draya was staring at me.

  “You and the pizza man must’ve been having a good ass conversation” Draya joked.

  Rolling my eyes and smiling, I just said, “Whatever.”

  They were so drunk last night that I don’t even think they remember seeing me talking to Darius. If they didn’t ask, I wasn’t going to tell. I told Draya everything, but Tangy and I didn’t talk like that and I didn’t want her telling Carl something like this. After we ate, we laughed and talked for a while then Tangy and Draya went their separate ways and once again, I was home alone. Sprawled out on the couch, I held my hand over my forehead. The medicine and food didn’t do much to relieve my migraine. I looked around the living room and sighed. There were empty bottles and pizza boxes on the floor along with paper scattered everywhere. I didn’t realize that the house looked this fucked up. Ever since I found those stains on Michael’s boxers, I chose not to clean shit until I knew what the hell that stain was. The house was too dirty for me to stay mad about it.

  I reluctantly got up and gathered all the trash and threw it away. I washed the dishes and decided to wash clothes. While sorting the clothes out, I came across those same boxers. I carefully examined them looking for any clues that I might’ve missed. I held the underwear and stared off into space as if I was waiting for an answer to pop up. I shook my head and put them in the washing machine. I went back through all of his pockets but there was nothing suspicious there. Once the house was clean, I took a quick shower and lay down. The hot water is what I needed. I was guessing that the smell of alcohol that lingered on my body was giving me the headache.

  While staring at the ceiling, I recapped on my night. I kept thinking about Darius and how cute he was. His skin was smooth like butter and his smile ma
de me want to melt into his arms. He was very charming and he made me blush. I always thought that Michael was the only man that I could find myself being attracted to. Seeing me with someone else was unimaginable but that changed last night. Cheating on my husband wasn’t an option. I just wanted someone other than a woman and Carl to talk to. I was also trying to figure out how to tell Darius that I was a married woman. Not telling him would be bad, but telling him would probably be just as bad. I sighed and rolled over. A nap was much needed.

  I felt this tap on my shoulder. At first I ignored it because I was too deep off in my sleep to respond. I felt another tap and finally opened my eyes to see Michael standing over me with a serious face. I stared at him trying to make out his facial expression. He kneeled down next to me and asked, “Do you want to go get something to eat. I was going to head out and thought I’d ask?”

  I waited and thought about it for a second and then declined.

  “No, I’m really tired so I’m going to stay here. Just bring me something back.”

  It wasn’t like me to turn Michael down but I really didn’t want to be in his presence. Things would be good one second and a week from now; he would do something to piss me off so I didn’t want to set myself up for failure. He gave me the puppy dog eyes but that shit was not fazing me at all. I laid my head back down and closed my eyes pretending to be asleep. He must’ve got my hint because he stood up and got the fuck out of my face. After I heard the door close, I got out of bed and looked out the window waiting for Michael’s car to pull out of the driveway. As soon as he drove off, I walked over to my phone and stared at it for a minute. My heart was pounding fast. Although I wasn’t necessarily cheating physically, I was cheating emotionally. I fantasized about Darius and what it would be like to lay in his arms. I wasn’t sure if I felt bad about the feeling that I was having. I took a deep breath and called Darius. He picked up on the second ring.