by Nicety
Still, I couldn't help but think about what he was doing at this very moment. He didn’t want his wife to find out about us but I'm sure her dumb ass knew everything now. After all my phone calls to her ass, it took for me to fake a rape for her to finally put him out. The way she threw him out was the hottest gossip around campus.
But now I had no way of contacting him. His cell was off and I had no idea where he was. He was probably lying lonely up in some hotel room thinking of me. From this day forward, he would forever think of me. A grin spread across my face at the thought as I gazed down at my buzzing IPhone.
"Hey you. What are you up to?" I literally melted when I heard Vega's voice.
"Lying here thinking about you," I grinned heading over to the bed curling up into the fetal position. "Wondering why it’s taking so long to be able to finally see you again."
"Is that right? You know I'm a busy man. But you can text me all day long like you've been doing. I'll always answer for you."
"Vega, I feel like you're playing me. I haven't seen you in weeks. If you don't want to kick it with me just say so." I bit my lip hoping he didn't say the words I really didn't want to hear.
"Come on don't be like that. I've got friends and family that I barely even talk to or see because I stay so busy. Some of which are going through issues right now too," he replied.
"Okay so when can I see you then?" I felt my question turn into more of a whine.
"Soon, Violet. Soon."
"Are you married or something?" I blurted actually not wanting the answer. "Just tell me cause I can't take this shit no more."
"Huh," he paused for a long while before beginning to stutter. "It's not about that. I've just really been busy. But I got you soon though."
"Ugh." Sitting up and tossing my pillow across the room, my blood pressure was on ten. "No. If I can't see you tonight, I don't ever want to fucking see you again. You can't just put me on the back burner and pull me out only when you're ready. I have feelings too."
I knew I was pushing it but if I didn't give him an ultimatum I would never get what I wanted. And, what I wanted was for him to fuck my mouth so that I could make him all mine. As soon as he got these jaws wrapped around his shit he would never want to let me go. Adrial had taught me everything I needed to know about hooking a man by sucking him crazy so damn if I wasn't a pro.
"Tonight?" He asked.
"Yeah, tonight. You game or not?"
Vega took a deep breathe as if to let off steam since his back was against the wall with me. "Yeah...yeah. I'll pick you up at 8pm. Be outside by the university campus sign."
"Ah, baby you've made me so happy. I'll be there." I couldn't have hopped up from the bed faster in search of the perfect outfit. "Don't be late. It's supposed to thunderstorm tonight."
"I won't. I'll be there."
Angel
The pen etched my name on the paper as quickly as my hand could move it. I looked up at the lady as she took the papers to enter some information in the system. Impatiently, my Jimmy Choos tapped on the floor eagerly awaiting her completion. My all white A-line sleeveless dress hugged my body nicely against my perky breasts. I couldn't wait to get to Jay to prove to him that I was his and no one else's.
"Alright ma'am, you're all set. All you have to do is bring these stamped papers to your court day July 10th, signed by your husband and the judge will complete your dissolution of marriage. Make sure he signs the correct areas and if there are any stipulations on your marriage then an agreement will need to be specified before the judge can make a decision." She smiled as she handed me the papers.
“Stipulations, like a pre-nup?”
“That’s correct, Mrs. Smart, and some men change their mine choosing to fight for the marriage before they give up.”
“Hmm. Well he can miss me with that. But you’re sure I don’t need a lawyer for this?”
“No. If you say your husband is in agreeance with the divorce then you should both have everything worked out, correct?” She leered at me.
“Yeah. Why wouldn’t we? Anyway, so he wouldn’t have to come to court?”
“We only need one spouse to file the papers,” The lady spoke with certainty in her voice.
"Thank you." My heels clicked against the linoleum floor as I walked off snatching up the papers and stuffing them down in my purse.
The plan was in motion. Now all I had to do was find a chick to sleep with Vega and once the private investigator sent me the pictures I'd be home free. As soon as the judge saw that he broke the No Infidelity clause in the pre-nup, I'll get half of every fucking thing. My mouth watered at the very thought of being free and still being able to hold on to my lifestyle.
Back in the Benz, I tried to call Jay for the umpteenth time but it just kept going straight to voicemail. It was starting to piss me the fuck off especially since I came up with this plan so that we could be together without financial burden. He could deal with the demons of what he did to his brother later, just as long as we were together.
Jay hadn't hit me back. It had been fifteen days and I was left in the dark as to why I didn't deserve a freaking phone call. He never wanted me to show up to his house for fear of showing me the poor manner in which he lived. But damn that, I was going to see my man today. I struggled back and forth for the past two weeks as to whether or not I should pop up on him. He would probably be mad at first but once I buttered him up, he would mold in my hands like putty.
It took me some time but after missing the shit out of Jay, I realized I was more in love with his heart and the way he treated me rather than what he could provide for me. Vega always thought money was the only thing that would keep me happy. He thought as long as he could keep me laced in the finer things I would forever be loyal to him. But once a woman invests her emotions into another man, money can't ever win her heart.
I pulled the Benz crept up in front of the old nearly rundown brown and green bungalow. I got the itches just looking at the battered chain link fence and the trash scattered in the yard of dead grass and mud. Nonetheless, I exited making sure to hit the alarm on the car before heading up the concrete stairs to the large wooden door.
Covering my thumb with a piece of the bottom of my dress, I pressed the doorbell hearing nothing but wind. As the seconds passed, I was beginning to think no one was home and I had made the trip for nothing when the door flew open.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah? Is that how you address me?” I popped off turning to see Jay peeking his head out standing in gray cotton boxers and a long white tank top. “That’s what we’ve come to now?”
“Angel? What the…naw, girl. But what are you doing here, though? I told you never to come here.” Jay stepped out closing the door behind him looking tensed.
“I wanted to see you and you’ve been ignoring your phone for some reason. First you call me to give me your number then you don’t answer. What’s the games about, Jay? You’ve obviously been tripping so I came to see what’s up.” My arms folded and my eyebrows raised waiting on him to say something stupid.
“Man, I’ve been busy with work and everything. I’ve just been focusing on me and everything. You should start focusing on you too.” The wind blew a tad forcing his shorts against his bulge and me to salivate at the sight.
“You’ve never been too busy for me though. Now all of a sudden you’re too busy? Shit is not adding up and I don’t like the smell of it.” My anger grew by the minute, stretching my hearing to see if I could hear what was going on behind the door. “It smells like bullshit, Jay.”
“Look, I told you it was nothing. I’ve just been trying to get my fucking life together and that’s exactly what you should be doing right now. We’re ending this right here, Angel.”
“Ending this? Nigga, are you crazy? See, I knew you were trippin’ off some bullshit, that’s why I brought you this.” Reaching into my purse, I handed him the divorce papers I had just filed for.
"What's this?"
"What do they look like? I'm leaving him and then we can finally be together.“ I smiled. "Wasn't that what we wanted?"
"Naw...that's what you wanted. Man, you selfish as hell girl. You ain’t even thinking about what this shit would do to that man. He really fucking loves you and you can see it all in his eyes. Face it. We fucked up. But it’s over now. We’re done, Angel." Jay shook his head at me as he handed me back the papers. "Aye, I've gotta go. I can't deal with this shit right now."
Confusion stirred my expression. I stood there trying to figure out what the hell he meant. He was completely blowing me off and it didn't seem fair. For some reason all this shit started the last Saturday Vega had his sports day, Jay grew a fucking conscience. He was treating me like a basic chick when I knew deep down inside I meant more to him than that. I didn’t care anymore about what Vega or anyone else thought. Jay and I were supposed to be together and that was all that mattered to me.
"That's funny cause you had time to deal with it when you were running your dick all up inside my fucking pussy." My hands perched on top of my hips.
"You starting that crazy acting shit I ain't got time for man. You looking real fucking stupid right now. You know that? So when you get your shit together, holla at me. Alright?" He licked his lips and headed for the door. "But don’t call me and don't come back here no more when you do. You hear me?"
"Jay," I screamed after desperately as he entered the house closing the door in my face. "Jay!"
Vega
It was five minutes to eight. Having gotten to the university sign early, I was shitting bricks wondering what the fuck was I even doing there. If Angel found out I was here meeting another woman she would have my ass burned at the stake. My nervous knee shaking wildly was my first indication that this was wrong. Even though I hadn’t physically done anything wrong, the guilt of being here to meet a woman other than my wife felt like cheating.
Angel had stopped calling me inquiring about my whereabouts a long time ago so I wasn’t worried about her interrupting my time with Violet. She had actually been so distant that it made me question her alliance to this marriage.
I knew I had driven her there but even my attempts to fix and change things had been failures. Angel didn’t seem the least bit interested in wanting me near her or to even wanting to talk. We were becoming strangers in our own house. But as Violet neared the car, I slowly began to forget all about it at least for the moment.
She wore some tall four-inch white heels with a black thin strappy dress that hugged her body like a glove. Her silky smooth bronzed skin glistened in the streetlights. Her long black curls bounced as graceful as her tits did. I imagined they were double D’s but I couldn’t be too sure without getting them in my hands…or mouth. Just the very thought of them got my dick hard. I tried to contain myself as she opened the car door and slid in, not wanting her to see me hard like a horny pervert or something. Hell yeah, I was horny from being deprived for months from my wife but it wasn’t it excuse to cheat on her. Immediately, I felt dirty as fuck.
“Hey you. You’re looking really good tonight.” Her smile lit up the night.
Having just come straight from work, I still had on my striped Armani button down and slacks. “Hey. You’re stopping hearts yourself over there.”
“So, where are we off to?”
“I was thinking we’d hit a little spot I like to go to up north called Kelsey’s. You heard of it before?”
“No, I don’t think so,” her girlish laugh highlighted how young she was and I instantly remembered that she was too young to drink. “Oh wait. You’re only eighteen. I can’t take you up there no matter how much older you look.”
“Yeah, but I’ll be nineteen soon though and I’ve never had any problems getting into bars.”
“Right…right. Well we’re still not going there. They’ll spot your youth a mile away.”
“We could always hang out in my neck of the woods. I know some good places we can go and have a good time,” she insisted.
“Hmm. That sounds good. But maybe we should just chill up here at the lakefront and talk. How’s that?”
“Sounds perfect to me.” She bounced in her seat before buckling her seat belt.
I drove off without another word being spoken. The lake was only a few miles from the university so we were there in no time. The parking lot was darker than dirt and emptier than a hungry man’s belly. The lights of the downtown buildings bounced off the water delicately creating the ultimate romantic scene. It set the mood so right that I slowly began to regret driving to the lakefront as the awkward silence grew heavily in the car.
“I like these leather seats. It’s so nice and smooth.” She rubbed the seats with both hands. “I love the way it feels.”
“You do huh? Well it’s a Benz baby. It’s sexy like that.” It made me feel good that what I had impressed her. Shit, I worked hard for it.
Admittedly, just being around her made me feel like a different kind of man. Violet made me feel youthful, appreciated, and wanted. She made me feel like there was no other man in the world for her but me. Even though I wasn’t exactly her man, she still put in work as if she was hoping to try out for the part of my woman. I knew it would break her heart to know that she would never get that part. And, for that reason as badly as I wanted to ram my ten-inch dick into her pussy and make her scream to the Gods, I knew I had to keep my composure around her.
“So, Dr. Smart,” she began as she whisked away a few of her girls from her eyes. “Tell me why such a great catch like you is single.”
“Single?” My line of sight bolted over to her since she caught me off guard.
Telling her would make my silence grow a voice. It would bring the problems of my marriage to the forefront of every conversation that we would have and make my hell a reality. Men just shouldn’t tell some women more than they needed to know. I wasn’t a professional playa but what I did know was that telling a woman everything upfront and too soon ruined the control you had in the situation. I felt bad about lying to her but since I had no plans of fucking her, I didn’t really feel like she needed to know.
“I haven’t had the time to settle down just yet I guess.” That wasn’t entirely a lie but it was a damn good story.
Violet’s hair draped over one of her eyes again as she stared at me looking for some sort of sign that I was lying. I returned the stare without budging. For a moment, it seemed as though we would go on like that forever and I would become lost in her beauty. She was young, firm, and full of life. It was hard to believe she saw me as anything else but a moneybag to pay for her shopping and college bills. That was something that I wasn’t prepared to do at all. The only women I ever gave money to were the ones I cared deeply about.
“Hmm. Is that right? Well maybe I can be the one to slow you down a bit.” Violet crept up on her knees and leaned her body over to my seat.
She was so close that I was unsure of what to do next, sniffing in the elegant fragrance coming from her body. The sudden movements her hands made caught me off guard. What I should have been telling her played like a broken record in my head, back off and get back in her seat. My lips couldn’t open to tell her to get the fuck off me, that I was fucking married. Instead, I was stuck, lost in the snake like movements of her body as her hands unbuckled my pants. Tingling feelings moved through me with every one of her touches. I couldn’t help but feel anxious as my horniness level rose. I thought I would shoot off before she could even get my damn pants off.
“Yeah, I’m gonna take real good care of this big motherfucka.” She smiled as she slid her mouth over my dick, melting me instantly. “Just sit back and relax baby.”
That’s exactly what I did. For the moment, I was under her spell. It was nice to have a woman want to take care of me again. For the longest time I had been the one taking care of another in every way imaginable. It was nice to sit back and just be pampered. She sucked my dick like a chick out of a porn movie. Violet sucked it probably better
than Super Head sucked off all those rappers. I tried to refrain from coming so quickly so as not to seem like I was a one-minute man but her jaws were wrapped so tightly around my dick I thought I was having an outer body experience.
I busted a nut so hard in her mouth that I damn near choked the shit out of her pushing her head down on it to swallow all that squirted out. What was crazy was that once she lifted her head up and affixed herself back into her upright position, I didn’t feel the least bit guilty about what had just happened. I was actually thinking clearer than I had in a long time. I looked over at Violet to check her demeanor.
“You alright?” I asked straightening my clothes.
“Oh I’m good baby. Are you good?” She asked as she wiped spittle from her mouth.
“Shit, I’m great.”
“That’s what I like to hear. I thought you’d like that.” Her hand grazed my arm gently before turning to snatch her seat belt. “So, now that I’ve had a drink already, can we go get something to eat? A nice steak dinner of fine dining should suffice.”
Violet acted as if nothing had happened. I couldn’t lie. I was confused and enamored all at the same time. She didn’t want any dick? Not even in college had a girl wanted to suck my dick and not get any of it inside of her. It was nothing short of a miracle in my eyes. Dinner was a small price to pay for the inexplicable relief she had just given me. I revved up the Benz eager to drive off in pursuit to give her what she asked for and end the night with a grin on my face.
Tuesday, June 5 th, 2012
Mika
My feet were banging from the twelve-hour shift I just finished. The back of my head hit the headrest as my eyes closed and my lips exhaled a deep breath. To say that I was exhausted was an understatement. I felt like shit and was looking forward to this much needed off day I had tomorrow. It was the one time that I wasn't itching for overtime.