by Tiece
Olivia shook her head like she was trying to shake the thoughts of Angel out of her mind. “Well, I definitely don’t want to make tonight about ex-girlfriend.”
“I’m glad you said that,” Zay responded as he stood up to kiss his fiancé softly on the lips. Olivia smiled. Zay was tall, dark, and very handsome. His dreads were long and always neatly tied to the back at the nape of his neck and hanging midway his back. He had a smile that made any day better and she loved him more than she could ever love any other man, including her ex-husband, Mark. His body was firm and tight, with rippled muscles that turned her on. He was loving, nurturing and understood her better than anyone ever could. He was her savior, her everything and she would do whatever it took to protect her family.
“I wanted you to see me in my lingerie, but why wait? Come shower with me.” Olivia whispered in his ear. Zay smiled feeling more than happy to oblige.
***
Ten minutes later, after fondling each other and kissing like there was no tomorrow, Zay and Olivia were inside the shower. The warm water drenched their naked bodies as they kissed passionately. Zay planted sweet kisses around Olivia’s neck causing her to moan from such an arousing touch.
“Sssss, mm-mm, baaaby,” she let out.
Zay worked his way from her neck down to her perky breast and began sucking on them one by one as the warm water trickled down their bodies. The taste of her nipples in his mouth caused his dick to harden and stand at attention. Olivia reached down and gently jacked on it while Zay continued to suck and massage her breasts sending an amazing sensation through her body.
“Damn babe,” Zay whispered from the soft touch of Olivia’s hand gripping his dick as she pulled it back and forth.
“You like that?” she whispered.
“I love it,” he answered. He then backed up out of the intensifying grip of her hand and kissed down her stomach while lifting her left leg over his shoulder. He softly sucked on her inner thigh leading up to her overflowing well.
“Mmm-mmm, yessss.” Olivia panted grabbing the back of Zay’s head with one hand, and then holding on to the shower door with her other hand. Zay licked softly on the outer lips of Olivia’s punani. The cream slowly leaking from the insides of her tunnel tasted sweet against his tongue as he dove in slurping her goods.
“You taste so good, baby.” He whispered while continuing to enjoy his late night snack.
“Ahhh, mmm-mm,” Olivia moaned. Zay’s tongue slipped in and out of her, and then he’d smoothly suck on her clit. His tongue felt like a vibrator as he pressed his wet mouth up against her clit and hummed a sweet tune to the drizzle of the shower drops.
In one swift motion, he stood to his feet and bent her over. Olivia anxiously awaited the entrance of his long, thick pipe inside of her juicy peach.
“Aaaaaaahhhh,” Olivia let out. The feeling was amazing. She hadn’t felt anything remotely as good rubbing against the inside of her slick walls as feeling Zay’s erect dick going in and out of her. “Yesssssss baby, yessssss,” she called out as his dick slid in and out of her. Her pussy talked to him as it gushed out liquid that ran down her leg mixing with the shower water.
“Daaaamn,” Zay whispered. The insides of her goods felt like hot butter as his dick crawled as deep as it could inside of her. His body started to jerk as he felt himself about to bust, but his girl quickly got on her knees and grabbed his hard cock and sucked it until he let the thick, milky substance go in her mouth. “Aaaaaaaah fuck,” was the last thing she heard escape his mouth as she swallowed his cum, and then licked her lips.
“Round two when we get out.” She said with a smile.
Chapter 4
Felisha sat across from her mother, Mrs. Tolver, while doing her nails. As she silently polished her nails thoughts of Mark continued to invade her mind. It had been at least a week since Mark had been to her nail salon and she still couldn’t shake him. Months had passed since he cared to show his face or attempt see his children. That alone pissed her off, but when he showed up talking about wanting to his children for the sake of easing his girlfriend’s grief of losing a baby is what set her off. Just the thought of knowing that he’d gotten someone else pregnant was enough to send him out of her nail salon with no kind of care of ever seeing or talking to him again. He had really touched a serious nerve and she wasn’t sure if she could ever bounce back from him hurting her in that way.
Mrs. Tolver glanced up from the designs that her daughter was so neatly perfecting on her fingernails. Felisha was withdrawn. She looked sad and somewhat down in the dumps. Mrs. Tovlver wanted nothing more than to find out what had been going on and why Felicia had been so distant in the past week. “Fe, are you okay? You’ve been really quiet since I sat in this chair.”
Felisha glanced up at her mother with an unnerving smile on her face. She was trying her best to cover the pain of Mark continually hurting her, even though it was very hard. “I’m good, Ma.” She responded.
“No you’re not. I’m your mother so you know I know better. For the past few days you’ve been very distant like something is bothering you and I want to know what it is.”
“Give me your other hand, Ma. I don’t wanna talk about it.” Felisha responded as she started polishing the thumbnail like nothing was wrong at all.
“Fe, don’t do this to yourself.” Mrs. Tolver said as she’d already figured out who the problem was and why her daughter was acting in such an unpleasant way.
“Mark came by,” Felisha went ahead and blurted out since she was going to end up telling it anyway.
Mrs. Tolver wasn’t expecting to hear that. Mark hadn’t been around in months and now all of a sudden he was back. She irritably shook her head, and then questioned, “When?”
“Last week,” Felisha nonchalantly responded.
“Last week and you didn’t tell me?” her mother pondered with a worried expression on her face.
“It wasn’t that serious, Ma.”
“Well, what did he want? Did he finally come to see the kids?”
Felisha nodded her head up and down, and then said. “He did, but I wouldn’t let him.”
Mrs. Tolver frowned. “Why not, Felisha?”
“Because he doesn’t deserve to see them. Now I don’t wanna talk about this no more. Can we just leave it alone?”
“No, we won’t just leave it alone. Why won’t you let the man see his kids? Lord knows that it would do Lil Romeo a world of good how he’s been acting out lately. If Olivia wasn’t still in his life he’d really be out of hand.”
“I don’t want to talk about Mark or Olivia, for that matter.” Felisha quickly shot her way with an instant attitude.
“Don’t sass me young lady,” Mrs. Tolver shot back with an even firmer attitude. “Sometimes you’re your own worst enemy and you don’t see it.”
“Ma, I don’t wanna hear it. Just be still so that I can finish and we can lock up to leave before somebody else comes in here.”
Mrs. Tolver ignored her daughter’s request while continuing. “Fe, what happened when Mark came to visit? Did he come here to the shop?” She pried.
Felisha sighed while thinking that she may as well tell her what happened, otherwise she wasn’t going to hush up about it. “He came here wanting to talk to me. So, that’s what I did. We were inside of my office and he cried like he was really upset about not being able to see the kids. I can’t lie, I felt bad for him, but he always seem to mess things up.”
“What’d he do?”
“He pretty much told me that his girlfriend, the one he lives with in Atlanta, lost their baby on the same day that our twins were born. Apparently, she’s grieving just as much as he is over the loss.”
Mrs. Tolver frowned. “Okaaaay, and what does that have to do with him seeing his children? It’s not like you care about his new girlfriend’s feelings. You care about your kids and their wellbeing.”
“My point exactly!” Felisha responded with a roll of the eyes. “First off, I didn’t ca
re to hear about another woman even having a baby by him. Let alone, did I want to hear about them grieving their loss; especially when he’s talking about taking my babies to spend time with her to help ease her pain.”
“He didn’t say that, did he?”
Felisha nodded her head up and down while rolling her eyes.
“Well, I don’t see why he’d even bring up another woman, let alone her losing their baby, if he was sincere about seeing his children. It’s bad enough how he just walked out of Lil Romeo’s life and moved to Atlanta without even looking back. Had he been around then he would’ve known that you were pregnant with the twins. At this point, I can’t even say that it would’ve mattered much. It seems that Mark has always treated you unkindly and you’ve allowed it. I understand love and being in love, but at some point you gotta realize that this man is not good for you. He destroyed the sisterly bond that you had with Olivia. Thank God she and I still meet up so that she can spend time with Lil Romeo, because it would’ve been sad if she had walked out on him, too. That’s what you call being real and genuine. You had that in her as a friend and you let a no good man like Mark come between y’all, because you couldn’t control your feelings. I think it’s past time that you move on.”
“I’m not thinking about moving on right now, Ma. I have my hands full with the kids, my job, and maintaining my sanity. It gets hectic at times and I don’t wanna add another man into the mix. That’s why I moved and have tried to get over Mark. I’ve realized that he’s no good for me and even though I want him to be a father to his kids, that won’t happen as long as he’s with that woman. Do you know that she had the nerve to call me?”
Mrs. Tolver frowned. “She did what?”
“She called me right after Mark left and asked me if she and Mark could keep the kids on the weekends, starting this weekend.”
“Is she crazy?” Mrs. Tolver questioned. “First off, my grandbabies are only seven weeks old. They are not traveling to Atlanta to be with her and Mark. I don’t trust that shit. Plus, we don’t know this woman at all.”
“I agree, Ma and that’s what I told her. That conversation lasted five minutes or less, because I told her that she will not get anywhere near my children and that she shouldn’t call my phone asking a dumb question like that if we hadn’t even met yet. My babies are little and can’t talk for themselves. Lil Romeo can, but he probably wouldn’t even wanna go.”
Mrs. Tolver smacked her lips, and then said. “Can you blame him?”
“I sure can’t. Mark treated my baby like shit when he walked out on him only to go live with another woman. He wouldn’t call him or nothing. Hell, Olivia is only his God Mother and she definitely doesn’t owe him anything considering the circumstances, but even she stayed in his life. Mark was only thinking about Mark as always. Then he had the nerve to throw up what he did for me to be able to keep the nail salon. He did that for his child not me.”
“And, it’s a good thing he did since you have three of his children now.” Mrs. Tolver added.
“I believe that he felt like if he could financially make sure that I was good then he wouldn’t have to be the standup father that he needed to be. He thinks that money will securely take care of all of the kids needs without him being around to raise them.”
“Except now, he wants them since he has experienced a loss of a child by a different woman.”
“But, now it may be too late.” Felisha stated with a disappointed shake of the head. “We don’t need him and we sure as hell don’t need his girlfriend in our lives.”
“Well, I’m never petty no matter the circumstances, but I can’t blame you about that girlfriend. Just her calling you tells me that something ain’t right about her.”
“Tell me about it,” Felisha agreed.
“The right man will come along and treat you and your babies like you need. Don’t worry. Just pray about it.”
“I do, Ma. I really do all the time.” Felisha said as she finished polishing her mother’s nails. She then glanced towards the entrance door to see that someone was walking inside the nail salon. “We’re closing,” she said, but smiled when she saw the fine looking man that had walked in. “Well hey,” she spoke with a change of attitude. “What can I do for you?”
The handsome guy smiled, and then proceeded. “Hi, I’m Logan. I see that you’re closing,” he said looking around an empty nail salon. “However, I wanted to speak with the owner of the salon if possible. Do you know of how I can get in touch with him or her?”
“I’m the owner. My name is Felisha. How can I help you?”
“Nice to meet you, Felisha.” Logan said as he reached out for a friendly handshake. Felisha cautiously shook his hand as he continued. “I see that your salon is closed on Sundays, but I wanted to know if you’ll open up for special appointments.”
“How special of an appointment?” Felisha questioned. To have a man come inside the shop and ask such a question gave her the idea that he had to be off limits. Quickly she glanced down at his ring finger and smiled again when she didn’t see one there.
“Well, my mom’s birthday is Sunday and I wanted to show her a good time. I’d heard about how good y’all do nails, make-overs, and feet in here.”
“Feet?” she teased him thinking that he meant pedicures.
“Yeah,” he said with a light chuckle feeling like she knew what he meant. “Well, I wanted to set up an appointment for my mom and her four sisters to come in and enjoy a few hours of relaxation.”
“Aww, that’s nice.” Mrs. Tolver chimed in with a smile on her face.
“That is nice isn’t it, mom?” Felisha said as she glanced back at her, and then directed her attention back to Logan. “Well, I usually don’t open on Sundays, but since this is a special occasion then I can make an acceptation.”
Logan smiled showing off his straight, white teeth. “Great, and I’ll of course pay you generously for doing this for me.”
“And, I’d appreciate that pay very kindly.” Felisha responded with a light chuckle. She wasn’t in the business of turning down money, especially a generous amount of money.
“So, what time will you open?”
“Well, since it’s late Friday and we’re already closed. I’ll have to speak with a couple of my staff members on tomorrow to see who I can get to show up for me. I’d like to make sure that your mom has a very special day that she won’t forget.”
Logan reached in his front pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. Felisha’s eyes brightened as she smiled. He peeled off eight, one-hundred dollar bills, and then handed them to her. “This should be a decent down payment for going out of your way.” He then peeled off six more one-hundred dollar bills. Split this for the staff members that do come in to assist my mom and her sisters on Sunday. Tell ‘em I also give big tips for a job well done.”
Felisha smiled as she grabbed the money thinking that it was definitely a nice pay day and it wouldn’t be a problem at all to get a couple of her staff members to come in for that kind of money. “Thank you,” she said with a smile. “I’ll need a number to call you so that I can tell you what time I’ll open up on Sunday.”
“Okay,” Logan coolly said.
Felisha reached over on the receptionist desk and grabbed one of her business cards. “I tell you what. Just call me on tomorrow around three.”
“Will do,” Logan responded. He took the card and said his good-byes until later, and then exited the nail salon.
Felisha stood at the door smiling as she watched him get inside of a new Camaro. “Ma, I need a man like that.” She joked with laughter.
“He is good looking. I wonder what he does for a living.”
“I’m not sure, but I didn’t see a ring on his finger. So, your daughter will be finding out. I think I need a little fun in my life.”
“Well, don’t rush it too soon. You just never know his situation, but a little distraction from all this other crazy mess may not be so bad after all.” Mrs. Tolver told her
.
“Tell me about it,” Felisha responded. “I’d do anything right now to get Mark and his delusional new girlfriend off of my mind. Now, let’s get out of here so I can lock up.”
***
Meanwhile, in Atlanta, Angel sat on the sofa feeling bummed out. She’d been really having a hard time since losing the baby and she didn’t know how she could ever bounce back. Mark sat next to her wishing that it was something that he could do to make things better, but he couldn’t. With Felisha acting the way that she was acting, his hopeful plan was seemingly hopeless, and with Angel calling Felisha without his permission it only made things worse. He looked over at her and shook his head. He could remember a time when she was bubbly, full of life and lots of fun. Now she was drained, depressed and a Debbie downer. If only there was something else that he could do take her mind off of losing their baby.
“Babe,” he said trying to come up with something spontaneous. “Do you wanna go out to dinner, and then afterwards we can go see a good movie?”
“Hm,” she hummed with hesitance. “I don’t really wanna go anywhere.”
“Let’s go to the strip club like we used to do when we first hooked up, and then afterwards we can go out for drinks.” He said with a cautious smile. “Then I can bring you back home and make sweet love to you just the way you like it.” He bribed. Plus, he was horny as hell and had definitely gotten blue balls after not having sex in weeks.
Angel sat there still in her feelings. She didn’t really want to do anything, but she knew that she had to do something to bounce back or she was going to go into a much deeper depression and that she didn’t want to do. She gradually stood up, pulling herself together as she looked over at Mark. “Well, I like the second idea better.” She responded with a smile.
Mark was elated that he’d suggested something that would actually get Angel out of the house. Maybe this was what she needed to come back to him, because for weeks she’d been drowning in her sorrows and the depression had truly taken its toll on her.