My Bestfriend's Man

by P. Dotson

  On cue, he stuck his finger inside my anus, wiggling it around. My climax was explosive. I could barely contain myself as my juices squirted into Miguel’s mouth. He softly moaned as he licked my button slowly just how I like it after I came.

  “Mmmmm. . . mmmm . . . ,” I whimpered placing my head into the pillow. I wound my hips still trying to get all I could get out of him. I was sensitive, but I was being greedy. I wanted to get all I could get out of this moment. It felt too damn good I wasn’t ready to let go just yet.

  Miguel remained in place as I soaked up this euphoric moment. My pussy was on a blissful high and I wasn’t ready to come down, but my phone began to sing. It temporarily distracted me from the sensational feeling taking place between my thighs. I could feel Miguel staring at me. He couldn’t fuck worth shit, but he could eat some pussy.

  After I fully satisfied my lust, I pushed Miguel to the side and stood up. I was soaked. My sheets were soaked as well. Without saying a word, Miguel hopped off the bed and watched me pull my covers off my bed. He got his rocks off too, so I’ve done my good deed for the day. He stood up and began to put on his clothes. He placed a clip full of cash on my dresser.

  I’m not a hoe, at least I don’t see myself that way, but I live a lavish lifestyle and I’m willing to do any and everything to keep up with the joneses. I walked past Miguel and into the bathroom to grab a washcloth. He was putting his shoes on when I walked back out of the bathroom.

  My phone started singing again. I sighed as I picked it up. I frowned as I stared at the unrecognizable number. I was the least bit interested in finding out who the caller was so I kindly slid my finger across the red button and sent them to voice mail.

  “We do again tomorrow? Miguel asked me in his thick accent.

  “Si papi,” I sang, putting my phone down. I walked up to him, wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed the top of his forehead. He was a good two inches shorter than me, but he was handsome with his tan skin and bright eyes.

  He smiled and kissed me on the cheek. I threw on my robe and walked him to the front door. It was Sunday so I really didn’t have anything planned for the day. I want to see Vee, but I knew I made her feel uncomfortable the other day so I don’t know where her head is at. My stomach began to growl taking me away from my thoughts. I rubbed it preparing to make my way to the kitchen until my doorbell rang.

  I frowned as I spun around on my heels. Maybe Miguel forgot something, I said to myself. I pulled my robe tighter around my waist.

  “Who is it?” I yelled before peeking out of the peephole. As soon as I did, I regretted opening my big mouth. “Shit.”

  “You know who it is so open the door. I need a favor.”

  “Dayum,” I said to myself, placing my back to the door. I closed my eyes wishing she would get the hint and go away, but that didn’t happen.

  “Really Roxie?” She yelled.

  “Fuck,” I mumbled under my breath as I turned around and opened the door. I didn’t even begin to hide my attitude. “What the fuck do you want?” I asked placing my hand on my hip.

  “Well, hello to you too,” she snapped brushing past me.

  The bag on her shoulder caught my eye. I grabbed her by the arm to stop her from going any further. She snatched her arm away from me and for a minute I almost lost it. She must have noticed the look in my eyes too.

  “Roxie I need a place to chill for a few days.”

  “And?” I asked, folding my arms underneath my breast.

  “Really Roxie? You gone act like that? Oh, I guess you forgot what I did for your ass?”

  “No, I didn’t. I just remember I also paid you for your services.”

  “Come on Roxie, I’m in a bind right now,” she whined, but that did little to faze me.

  Being this close and personal to Bri made my skin crawl. Something told me I should have gotten rid of her ass a long time ago. Her being here made me think karma was being true to her word.

  “I’m desperate,” she pleaded getting down on one knee.

  I could see it in her eyes that she was, but I didn’t care. I paid my dues so therefore I didn’t owe her ass anything. If she was looking for sympathy, she sure as hell wasn’t getting it from me, but I figured, for now I would let her ass stay. If not, I had a feeling she would be singing like a damn canary.

  “This shit is only temporary and I do mean temporary. You have four weeks. I don’t care what hell you do, where you go, but you gettin’ the hell up out of here.”

  She frowned and stood up. “Okay.”

  “Come on,” I said turning around.

  She smacked me on my ass and gave it a squeeze. “It will be just like old times,” she whispered in my ear.

  * * *

  Four thirty couldn’t get here fast enough for me. I sat at my desk secretly stalking the clock. All my work was done, so I sat there at my computer faking the funk. I anxiously tapped my foot as I glanced at the clock on the wall, willing the minute hand to move just a little faster.

  “You can go if you like?” My office manager Sheldon said to me. “Is everything finished?”

  “Yep,” I said nodding my head as I sat up and began shutting my computer down.

  “Okay good. Can you dump the trash in the lab on your way out? I think one of the girls forgot to dump it Friday? Thanks,” he said walking away before he could see my frown.

  That trash will still be sitting there tomorrow. Dr. Siddique doesn’t pay me enough for all we have to do. We have to make his coffee for him in the morning and on top of that every Friday is cleaning day and guess who does the cleaning, the staff. We do all of that for a measly eleven dollars and fifty cents an hour.

  I swear he is so cheap. On top of that he doesn’t offer any insurance benefits, no paid time off, just a week of vacation that’s it. The vacation time doesn’t increase either, like some jobs after you’ve worked at a place for so long you accrue at least two to three weeks more vacation. Not this sorry, cheap muthafucka. I can only shake my head at the foolery. I’m so glad I only work Mon, Wed, and Thurs and an occasional Friday.

  Yes, I only work part time as a Medical Assistant. Just enough to keep Uncle Sam off my ass. I stood up and walked to the time clock, passing Sheldon along the way and punched out.

  “Bye,” Tina one of my co-workers said to me as I bypassed her.

  I gave her my ass to kiss. She only did it to be smart. She knows I don’t rock with her like that. She’s one of those know it alls, and she doesn’t know how to talk to people. I had to bring her ass down to size plenty of times.

  As soon as I hit my truck I pulled my shades on and immediately cut the air on blast. Before I pulled out I had to rock to some beats. I thumbed through my cd collection. I smiled as I popped in the cd and turned the volume all the way up. I bounced my shoulders and turned my lips up as I rocked with the old skool jam ‘Yo’ Nan Hoe’ by Trick Daddy featuring Trina. I love old school music, like Tupac and Biggie. Now that was music that stuck with you. Today’s music is only around for a season.

  As I kept my eyes on the road, while keeping my left hand on the wheel I grabbed my purse. I fished around for my cell phone. I grabbed it, glanced at it and tapped it to bring it back to life. I punched in the code. As I scrolled through my missed calls and messages, I noticed that not one of them were from Vee.

  I tossed my purse to the side and killed the volume. I dialed her number.

  “Hey girlie,” she sang in the phone like everything was peachy.

  “What you doing?” I asked matching her tone although my insides were on fire.

  “Nothing really. Brian and I are heading out to eat.”

  Hearing his name had me seeing red. I wanted to be rid of him already. She was always doing something to fuck up our chemistry.

  “You still dealing with that bum?”

  “Roxie.”

  “I’m just saying Vee. He’s a bad boy. Don’t let that whole image of him being a businessman and owning his own club, fool you. You k
now he runs drugs?”

  “Roxie, I had a good day today and I’m not about to sit here and let you ruin it with your childish accusations.”

  “Accusations. Oh, so you don’t believe me?”

  “No, I don’t.”

  “So you’re basically calling me a liar?”

  The phone went silent and I was crushed. I couldn’t believe Vee was playing me like this. If she only knew the lengths, I’ve gone through for her.

  “I’m not calling you anything Roxie, so take it how you want to. Look I have to go, I’ll call you later.”

  I looked at my phone. She hung up on me. I stared at the phone, forgetting that I was driving until a horn brought me back to reality. I tossed the phone on the passenger side and got control of the wheel. So caught up in the fact Vee basically dissed me and called me a liar I didn’t realize I had veered into the lane beside me.

  To know Vee would up and do me like that did something to me. I never took rejection well. Anger consumed my entire body and I began to shake. She’s basically known me all of her life and she’s picking sides already. I try to keep my inner bitch under control, because when she comes to life anything could happen. Thanks to Vee she’s reached her limit.

  Chapter 13

  Savannah

  Roxie was on my nerves with the whole Brian bashing campaign. We’re grown now and sometimes it baffled me how childish she still is. I shook my head and placed my phone back in my purse that sat on top of my kitchen counter.

  “You ready babe?” Brian asked sneaking up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. He planted soft kisses on the back of my neck causing me to smile.

  “Sure am,” I said getting lost in the comfort of his arms. We swayed from side to side for a moment.

  I know what you’re thinking. I’m just using this man as a scapegoat to keep my mind off of Brandon. If I must say so he has done damn good job of it, but lately for some reason me and Brandon have been running into each other a lot and it had me feeling some kind of way. Old feelings that I thought had subsided still lingered. I guess I learned to suppress them because of Brian.

  I’ve decided that I officially have to put Brandon in my past and move on with my life. I know eventually, Brandon and I need to sit down and talk, but I want to focus on me and Brian. I want to give Brian a try because he is a nice guy. He waited five months for my ass and although the sex is whack, with the Lord’s help, I’m going to try my best and work with that. I sighed thinking about his sex game. I looked up to the ceiling. Give me a moment of silence while I pray.

  “Amen.”

  “What?” Brian asked me.

  I jumped and shook my head. I forgot all about his ass. “Nothing babe. I’m ready when you are,” I said grabbing my Chanel Purse and sunglasses. I really wasn’t in the mood to go out after the conversation I just had with Roxie. I sat my purse and sunglasses back down. I turned around to face him. “Babe, let’s do take out. I’m not in the mood to be around a whole bunch of people tonight.”

  “You good?” He asked rubbing my arm.

  I looked him over. His smooth chocolate skin looked appetizing. I seductively ran my tongue over my lips as I gazed up at him. He had all the credentials. He is fine, paid, and successful. Almost a perfect ten, but he fell short in one department and I do mean short.

  “What you in the mood for? You can whip up something for us right quick.”

  I looked at him sideways and rolled my eyes. I’m sorry, cooking is not my thing and he knew that from the beginning.

  “No, thanks. I’m in the mood for some Chinese.”

  “Aight. I’m a run to the store right quick. Go ahead and order the food and I’ll go pick it up.”

  “You know they deliver right?”

  “I know, but since I’m going to the store, I can swing by and pick it up.”

  “What you going to the store for anyway?” I smirked.

  I was just teasing. I trust Brian. He has never given me a reason not to. Besides, like I said before, I’m trying to move on with my life. I want to start fresh and not hold onto the drama from my past. I want to remove the scars that had been placed on my heart.

  “I’m just playing,” I said patting him on the arm.

  He laughed lightly, the frown on his face turning into a smile. He leaned in, wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me. My pearl began to pulsate. If he could only fuck as good as he kissed. I sighed and pulled away from him. This relationship was going to take a lot of prayers.

  “Be right back,” he said, kissing me on the forehead.

  “Before you go, I wanted you to know that I’ve been thinking,” I stopped in mid-sentence and grabbed his hand. “I think it’s time that you meet my parents.”

  “That’s what I’m talking about baby,” he said picking me up and spinning me around.

  When Brian finally put me down, for some reason the air around us felt weird. Brian had this strange look in his eyes. He opened his mouth and I knew he was about to say the three forbidden words again, but I couldn’t let that go down because I wasn’t ready to say it back. I quickly removed myself from his embrace.

  “Okay babe. Go ahead and go so I can place our order. Also can you pick me up a Lime-a-Rita?”

  He frowned. “You like that shit?”

  “Yeah, you don’t?”

  “Hell naw.”

  “You don’t know what you’re missing,” I laughed at the hard frown on his face.

  “Not much,” he smirked. “Aight,” he said glancing at his watch and giving me another kiss on the forehead. “I’ll be right back,” he said pulling his keys out of his pocket.

  “Okay,” I smiled.

  As soon as I heard the door slam I breathed a sigh of relief. I placed the palm of my hands on the counter. I could feel my heart beating in my chest. That was too close for comfort. Why did he have to make this so complicated?

  Chapter 14

  Roxie

  I stuffed another Oreo cookie in my mouth as I watched Brian leave Vee’s house. He had this dumb ass smile on his face. I wanted to wipe that shit off so bad. He had a little extra pep in his step, so she must have given him the goods.

  The thought alone made my eyes water. I tried to keep my tears tucked away, but it didn’t take long for them to slide down the side of my face. I was devastated. This was a matter of the heart and I hate the fact I have so much love for this girl, but the feelings weren’t reciprocated. Don’t get me wrong, I know Vee loves me just not the same way I love her.

  I tossed my Oreos in the passenger seat. I must have tossed them harder than I thought because they went crashing to the floor. I cringed a little because Bri would probably have a fit, but I knew how to handle her. Right now, my focus is elsewhere. I used my tongue to remove any Oreos that might have gotten lost in between the cracks of my teeth. I raked my fingers through my hair as I pulled down the sun visor to check my appearance. The air was humid or it just could have been me. Sweat suffocated my armpits along with my forehead and upper lip. I took a deep breath and began to fan myself with my hand.

  “Get it together, Roxie,” I coached myself.

  This is crazy. Hell, I’m crazy, I can admit that. This isn’t healthy and I know it. I just can’t help myself when it comes to Vee. She has this hold over me. I don’t know what it is and I can’t explain it. I’ve had this feeling since the first time we met.

  I looked around the peaceful neighborhood and I couldn’t help but to feel out of place. I shrugged it off. Vee and I needed to have a talk. Somehow I had to make her see she didn’t need Brian. I’m all she needs. I know I sound desperate that’s because I am. The love I have for this woman is never ending. I couldn’t explain it if I tried and I don’t think you would get it either.

  I searched through the console and found some wipes. Immediately I wiped away my stray tears. I stepped out of the car and looked down at my attire. I was dressed in the usual, booty shorts that barely covered my ass, a tank top and flip flops. Tra
ffic was light, but I still looked both ways before crossing the damn near abandoned street. I looked back at Bri’s car and prayed the owner of the home I parked in front of didn’t have me towed.

  Nervous butterflies took refuge in the pit of my stomach. The fear of Vee’s rejection weighed heavy in my thoughts. I tried hard not to think about it. I made my way up the steps and knocked on the door, all the while holding my breath.

  “Did you forget something?” She said as she opened the door. Her eyebrows arched. “Hey Roxie,” she said with a look of surprise on her face.

  “Hey, it’s just me,” I said shrugging my shoulders.

  “What are you doing here?” She asked.

  “Well, can I come in first?”

  She took a step forward and closed the door a little. “Roxie, now is not a good time. I told you me and Brian are doing dinner tonight.”

  My chest got tight. I must have looked like I felt because she took a step back. “So it’s like that, huh?”

  “Roxie, don’t start this,” she said shaking her head. “We’re too old for this shit.”

  “You fucked him didn’t you?”

  She didn’t answer my question. She only raised her hands in the air and shook her head. “I’m not doing this shit with you, Roxie. Goodnight,” she said stepping back and attempting to close the door on me, but I blocked it.

  “Wait, look I’m sorry.”

  Vee rolled her eyes towards the sky like she didn’t believe me. I was offended. Her nonchalant attitude had me in my feelings and not in a good way.

  “Call me in the morning. We can talk then.”

  She was just telling me what I wanted to hear so she could get rid of me. That shit hurt like hell. This wasn’t going as I planned. I had to get control of the situation and quick.

  “Vee, please.”

  She sighed as she momentarily looked down at the ground before looking back up at me. The tension that surrounded us was thick. That shit was so thick it felt unbreakable. I wanted to pour my heart out to her. I wanted her to see that I was all she needed. I could make her happy, but the look in her eyes said it all.