In apartment number four, sitting by the round kitchen table looks at Seth stretched out on the sofa, arm above his head, no shirt on wearing only blue jeans, and holding the newspaper Missy asked, “Hey its Saturday want to go see a movie?”
Yawning, “Nah, I’m tired”, and scowl, setting the newspaper down says, “I bet, you tossed and turned all night”.
“I did”.
“Yes, groaning out Ella”.
Rose up long dark curls hiding huge eyes asked, “What?” Got up from the chair walks into the living room, looks at him said, “The past few nights you been restless calling out Ella”.
“Aw, Missy I don’t mean to”. Hand on hip says, “Yeah, right, tell another lie”. Hands to forehead replied, “I cannot help what I dream”.
“True, but can help what’s always on your mind and must be Ella”, frowns walking away. Jumping up yells, “Aw come on Missy I’m sorry”.
Rushing into the bedroom saw her on the bed went over knelt above her, leg on each side pinning her in the middle, leaning forward placing hand onto the bed, lowering his head, long curls hung down flashing before her face he says, “Don’t be ticked”. Looking at his perfect six pack before her eyes replied, “I’m hurt, not mad”. Rose slightly up removing her glasses and asking, “What are you doing Seth?” Drew zipper down, giggles saying, “Thought you were tired”. Close in her face, “Well, I’m not and want you, no one else”.
Kissing heavily, removing clothes in a hurry, pinning Missy down onto the bed drove his manhood deep inside her moaning out, bucking and arching colliding in perfect rhythm. Thrust faster, whimpering out, “Ooh baby feels so good”, wrapping her legs around his working waist and lowering his head down close, face-to- face, slid his moist tongue across her parted lips, “Oh-oh-god, I love you Seth”.
Pounding into her, squints, whimpering quietly, “Oh Ella”.
“WHAT?”
Pushed off the bed, rolls on the floor holding his aching manhood saying, “Ouch that hurt”.
“Good”, hurried grabs her pink robe and rolling on the floor looking down at him said, “That was it, I’m done”, running out of the bedroom crying.
The next morning, out in the back field, sped in circles on the dirt bike and jumping ramps, standing by the back screen door watching held her coffee cup when Danny Ray walks up behind asked, “What are you looking at Brenda?”
Pointed, looks toward the back field saw Seth riding the dirt-bike says, “I always hated when they rode those dangerous things”.
“Aw, seems like a pro to me”.
“Yes my sons always were good at mostly everything”, and kissed her cheek walking down the steps she asked, “Where you going?”
“Promised old man Bill I’d help with his boat”.
“Oh”, held the mug hearing the roar of the dirt-bike turning back towards the house asked, “Darling”.
“Yes dear”.
“Is Seth upset about something, tearing up that field?”
“Missy left again”.
“Again?” Shaking her head took a sip of coffee.
“Hey Brenda”.
“What?”
“I’m afraid your boys are not too good at one thing”.
“What”.
“Relationships”.
“I agree my sons with their breakups”. Watching Seth on the dirt bike fly way up in the air, jumping the ramps and hand against her heart remarked, “Good grief”. Walking across the lawn, saying, “Morning Brenda”, took her eyes off Seth saw Ella with the four children and asked, “Can you watch them, I got called into work”. Rose eyebrows high says, “On Sunday”.
“Yes, big shipment, I don’t know”.
Scowls, “Where’s daddy?”
“Never come home”.
Doleful, “Oh lord”, looking at the children.
“It’s fine Brenda”.
“No it is wrong”.
Waves hand, heard zooming glanced towards the field gasped out, “Oh my, he’s practically flying in the air”.
“Yes, I know sugar”. Children looking eyes become huge.
“He could get hurt, but is wearing a helmet”.
“No, he won’t, rode those from young on”.
Pushing long dark curly bangs aside from his big brown eyes, Cody remarked, “Cool”. “Yeah look at him go”, said Brandon and smiling putting long blonde bangs behind his ears Dylan added, “Neat huh?” Ashley quiet shaking her head.
“Well I got to go kids, be good”, eyes roll and walking away says, “Thanks”. “Anytime sugar”, watching Seth the boys asked, “Nana can we go watch him”.
Waving her finger, says, “Only watch, you all never rode”.
Excitedly, Cody saying, “Maybe Uncle Seth can teach us”.
“Oh lord, scoot boys”, running across the lawn and Ashley swung her long golden curls back saying, “Glad I’m a girl”.
“Oh me to darling”.
Ashley giggling says, “You had so many boys”.
“I sure did, but you know what”.
“What Nana?”
“Would never wanted it any other way”.
“You had one girl though”.
“Teary eyed, “Yes sweetie I sure did”.
“I heard”.
“She’s in heaven”. Sad expression.
“Most certainly”.
“Want to know another secret”, and eyes big curious asked, “What?”
“I had another son”.
“You did?”
“Sure did”.
“Wow, nine boys”. Wipes a few tears, and noticed says, “Don’t be sad Nana”. “I’m fine”. Placed arm around Ashley asked,
“What happened?”
“Oh sugar terrible story”. Rose one eyebrow high.
“He died, right?”
“Yes, only fifteen-years- old”.
“Let’s talk about something different Nana that’s too sad”.
“Yes to lose a child is”. Walking into the house Ashley asked, “What was his name?” “Shiloh Marcus Wiley”.
By later that afternoon, the back field filled with Wiley boys and men dirt-bike racing. Inside the house, heard roaring all morning, stood by the stove cooking mumbles, “Wish the tires go flat my nerves are shot”.
Tugging at her Brenda, looks down, says, “Hey little sugar”, and two-year- old Hope wearing a yellow sundress, two golden ponytails of locks sway and saying, “Yummy”. Bending down, kisses her granddaughter’s cheek, says, “Sure darling”, threw her hand up added, “The poor child is hungry while her daddy’s acting a fool”, hearing cheering with zooming.
Looking out the back door, pushed her blonde bangs aside Kayla remarked, “My daddy’s good Nana”.
Waving hand said, “Oh hush”, reaching Hope the banana patting her head said, “Will eat dinner soon, long as no trip to the hospital over broken bones”, the granddaughters giggle.
Watching saw an audience now sitting up on the fence, Stacey with three girlfriends one of them Pam.
Hearing her granddaughters comments asked, “What’s going on” and walked by the back door looks out, noticed young females sitting along the fence, rose eyebrows high said, “They got a fan club”, walked away, suddenly jumps turned around fast hearing Samantha shout, “MY DADDY!”
Hand against chest asked, “What?”
“My daddy actually spun the bike around up in the air”.
“Don’t tell me when he breaks his neck”.
“He won’t Nana”, and walking into the kitchen held bags, standing by the sink glanced said, “Hi ladies have fun at the big sale?”
Setting the bags down, swung long blonde hair back, Jennifer replied, “Store was packed, my feet hurt”, pulling off her sandals rubs her feet.
“We got great deals, glad we went”, added, Charlene looking through the bags squinting expression asked, “Do I hear dirt-bikes?”
Stirring the spoon in the big kettle cooking on the stove, replied, “Yes sugar”. “I
thought Stan gave that up after breaking his arm”, sorting through a pile of new clothes.
Swung the wooden spoon back said, “See girls told you all broken bones”. “No, he’s actually pretty good Brenda”.
“Ah huh”. Lowing the flame.
“He is good at everything, if you know what I mean”, she and Jennifer giggling. “Ah, hold up that is one thing a mother don’t need to know”.
Whispering to Charlene smiling, “Shawn is to”.
One eyebrow real high, huffing out, “Ladies please, must I leave the room”. “Sorry Brenda”.
“No need to be sorry, just don’t want to hear that side of my sons”.
Looking out the back door, biting on her bottom lip, Jennifer asked, “What’s up with the crowd of women watching?”
Rushing across the kitchen literally bumps Brenda aside, Charlene remarked, “I’ll kill Stan”.
“Aw, better do it fast before the dirt-bike does”, the granddaughters laughing. “Who are those women?” Walking up behind Jennifer and Charlene, replied, “Well Stacey with some friends” and walked away, Charlene whispers, “Their glued to our men Jenny”, walked away saying, “I trust Shawn he loves me”, Brenda smiling and staring out the back door, “Oh I trust Stan to, but not those girls, could be home wreckers”. Saw Stanley fly high up into the air said, “Don’t look Brenda”.
“Oh I’m not”.
Twenty minutes later, dirt-bike competition comes to an end, the audience clapping many smirks and glancing at Stacey with her friends clapping and giggling. Walking the one dirt-bike back towards the garage and rushing up a young female with shoulder length brown hair said, “Y’all are so amazing”.
Rolling hidden eyes, Seth replied, “Ah thanks”, kept walking, she follows, “I’m Betsy”. “I’m married”, rolled the bike into the garage standing by the open door says, “You’re rude”.
“What, huh?”
“Yes, I complemented your great riding”.
“I told you thanks, but I’m married, go hit on one of the others”.
“Excuse me”.
“Excused so go”.
“You’re not very nice”, laughs out, “Aw heard that once before, long time ago”. “Know what else you are”.
“Mean, right?”
“No prettiest man I ever saw”.
“Pretty, huh”.
“You have beautiful long curls”.
Shook curls to hide his eyes studying her, staring at him, he asked, “What am I supposed to tell you that your cute”, shaking her head, “No, only if you think I am”. “Okay”, walking across the lawn and rushing up behind says, “Hey wait”. “What do you want girl”. Glancing back at her running behind.
“You never answered”.
“What?”
“Am I pretty?” Paused, pushing his curls aside replied, “Very”, walking on and standing in the middle of the yard yells, “REALLY?”
“Never would have spit those words out, if not true”.
Running, catching up with Seth said, “I saw you the other day remember we were tanning”.
“Wasn’t paying attention”. Smirking.
“Ah huh, right”.
“I really was not looking, at what girls in a bikini, big deal”.
“You really married, look awfully young”.
“Twenty-six”.
“You are?” Studies him says, “Look younger”.
“Aw, I’m married, got a kid to”.
Reaching near the porch saying, “Your wife sure is a lucky woman”.
Laughs out, “Yeah tell her that”.
“I sure would”, and staring when rushing out on the porch Samantha’s dark eyes huge swung hand back said, “That’s my daughter Sammy”. Waves.
Waving, Betsy says, “Hi”.
Hand on hip, “Hey daddy Lenny called asking if you can teach a few karate classes next week”.
“Okay, I’ll call him”. Stood looking at her father next to a young woman, Samantha says, “Nice meeting you”.
“Nice to meet you honey”. “You to”, Samantha hurried in giggling out, “My Daddy is so popular”.
“Well, I got to get in”. Walking up porch steps.
“You know karate to?”
“Yeah very well”, Betsy stood there and on the porch turning around, rose one dark eyebrow high if one could noticed for those long curls asking, “Anything else you want?” “Maybe you”, laughs out, “Bold”.
“No just speaking the truth”.
“Pushy also”. Hands placing onto the bannister she sighs noticing those long beautiful locks hanging.
Replied, “No, when I see something I like I go for it”.
Laughing, “Me huh?” Rose up, tucked hands into blue jean pockets, t-shirt sweaty from dirt-bike riding.
Twirling fingers between her hair, “Maybe”, and walking away stood on the porch watching every move, mumbles, “Nice”, and walking across the lawn says, “Bye Seth”. “Yeah, later Betsy”.
“Sure hope”.
One week later, Missy standing in the bedroom grabbing more of her things, leaning against the dresser asked, “You’re really going to do this?”
“I have nothing to say to you except goodbye, there’s never been no love here”. Hung his head, “Not true Missy”.
“Yeah right, get out of my way”. Blocking the doorway, saying, “Don’t go”.
She and Seth got into a huge fight, slapped him across the face and shoving her towards the door, pushed her out yelling, “YOU’RE NOT WELCOME HERE NO MORE!” “GOOD”, slamming the door.
Later that night, checks on Samantha sleeping, saw the dog wagging his tail said, “What boy, got to go outside”.
Dog barking, “Aw come on”, grabbing the leash took him outside and standing there, no shirt on, wearing only gray jogging pants, saw Betsy leaving his mother’s house, rose one eyebrow high, watching her heading to the car, she noticed Seth and waving, “Hi”. “Hey Betsy”, running across the lawn, he smirks, “Oh what a cute dog”, wagging tail bends down by him and eyes big looking at her long shiny legs wearing daisy duke shorts with a white half shirt and barefoot asked, “Where are your shoes?” Stood up replied, “My sandals are in the car, why checking me out Seth”. Laughs out, “No”.
“I think you were”. Swaying hips.
“What if I was”. Rose one eyebrow.
“Hope you were”. Smiling.
“I was”, and moving closer by him staring at her saying, “Good”.
Heart pounding grabs his locks, twirling them between her fingers asked, “Like what you see?” Deep gulp replied, “I sure do”.
“Well doll, I could show you more”.
Laughs out, “What?”
“Up to you?”
“Aw, I don’t even know you”. Shook his head.
“What’s to know, I’m twenty-one, single, work at a beauty salon”.
“You’re a beautician?”
“Yeah, need a haircut?”
“Nah, love my long bangs”. Pulling a long dark lock replies, “Me to”, and Seth smirking. “My friend Pam works at the same salon”.
“Pam?” Shrugs.
“Went out with your brother, but did not go to well, oh well, back to us”, and staring. “I have no kids yet, only been in one serious relationship he was abusive”. “What, you’re so young?”
“So was he”.
“Aw, can’t stand guys like that”.
“Me either”, Seth laughs and tucks hands into her shorts pockets saying, “You seem like a nice guy”.
“I am”.
“Anything else you want to know about me Seth?”
“Would you like to come in”.
Smiling, “Sure”, and hand up asked, “Wait, you would really come inside?” “Yes, unless your some axe murder”.
“Well I’m not”. Dog barking Seth points at him saying, “See he’s telling you I’m a good guy”.
“I know, let’s go Seth”, winks going into the apartment.
Morning comes standing by the open door to apartment four, Seth and Betsy kissing coming up for air giggles, “Keep kissing me like that I might call off work”, he laughs, she said, “Last night was amazing”.
“Unexpected, but sure great”.
“Hope more nights”.
“How about dinner?”
“Really Seth?” Green eyes big.
“Yeah, really”.
“I’d love to”.
“Cool call you later”.
“Better”, walking away asked, “Watching Seth?”
“Oh yeah”. Pushed his curls aside.
“Hope you were”, he smiles saying, “Bye Betsy”, walking down the steps, “Bye Seth thanks for a perfect night”.
Coming out of apartment two, Ella looks at Betsy, looked at her says, “Hi” walking out. Upset, hurried up the steps rushed up to apartment four, bangs on the door, opens. Standing there, no shirt on just blue jeans says, “Ella?”
“What’s going on Seth?”
“Nothing, why?”
“You liar”, slapped him across the face running back down the hallway.
One month pass, Seth received divorce paper and has been seeing Betsy every evening for the past month the family now knew of the woman in Seth’s life.
Samantha liked her, especially one Saturday at the skating rink, when Betsy puts on roller-skates, and skating around the rink with Samantha and standing by the side railing watching Seth smiled.
Afterwards, went to the ice-cream shop and Samantha was giggling when Betsy accidently got ice cream on Seth’s nose, he smears a lot on her face laughing said, “Oh you did not just do that Seth”, smirking replied, “Sure did, want some more”, sticking the cone near her and hand hiding her face saying, “No, oh my god don’t Seth”, laughing Samantha licking her strawberry ice cream cone was to.
Saw a few girlfriends from school asked, “Hey dad?”
“Yeah what?” Wiping his face with a napkin.
“Some of my friends are here, can I go talk to them?”
“Stay in sight”.
“I will”, walked over by some girls and leaning closer to Betsy asking, “Going to smash ice cream in my face”, tilted his head, brushing up against her cheek and smiling he whispers in her ear, “Tonight, guess what I’ll be licking?”
Seth’s words exactly and Samantha was sleeping over at a friend’s house, Betsy was moaning out loudly, running fingers through Seth’s curls feeling his tongue swirling around her womanhood, wiggling her hips and licking slowly against her clitoris up and down, tugs at his hair saying, “Oh baby, yes, you’re so good!”
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