A Dopeman & His Shawty

by Tina J

  Like always, Nyana brought me back to life and slid my dick in her tight pussy. I held her in place for a minute to enjoy the feeling. She spread her legs and started working up and down my length. I didn’t have a condom, but I must say, she felt even better.

  “Kenji you’re spreading my pussy wide.” I flipped her over and dug as deep as I could. Her scream intensified the pleasure and I found myself staring at her.

  “Kenji.” She moaned out.

  “Yea.”

  “This has to be our last time.” I lifted her leg and kissed inside of it as I continued pleasing her.

  “Not a chance.” I pushed both of her legs behind her ears and watched my dick go in and out. I loved being inside her and she’s talking about this our last time. I think not.

  “I’m about to cum ma.” We been at it for a while and both of us were tired and outta breath.

  “Shit Ny. Fuckkkkk!” I pulled out midway and collapsed on the side of her. It felt so good; I didn’t want to. I hope she doesn’t get pregnant.

  “I’m falling in love with you.” She said and left me laying there. I heard her start the shower and instead of joining, I bounced. We’ll finish this conversation later.

  Robin

  This motherfucker got nerve leaving me for some broke bitch. I was at the club when he ran out behind the catering chick. Then, he yelled out that she’s stuck with him until further notice. This ain’t no damn job. What really hurt was following him to her house. He kicked the door open and sat there. She ended up coming back an hour later. Why was he doing all this for a poor woman?

  The chick stared at her door before going in, turned and must’ve noticed Kenji’s truck and walked in. I don’t know why but I stepped out my car, went on the porch and just as I was gonna knock, you could hear moaning. Being nosy, I tried to look through one window, but the shade was down. I moved around the house and found the dining room one wasn’t closed.

  I cried my eyes out watching him eat her pussy on his shoulders. We’ve done some freaky shit, but never did he put me up there. You could tell he was giving her his all by the way she moaned and shook. I turned my back and continued crying against the house. How could he just leave me in the cold and see another woman? Well, I know he wasn’t gonna he celibate but if he’s doing all that for her, his feelings are involved.

  After standing there for twenty minutes, I took one more look before leaving. Hurt couldn’t explain how I felt now watching him make love to her. She was on her back and he was giving her those long deep strokes he used to give me. He stared in her eyes and I knew then, he had more than lust for her. He was in love and I knew our relationship was a lost cause. Don’t ask me why I watched because I couldn’t tell ya.

  I walked off, got in my car and cried some more. I really loved Kenji but once he turned me on to women, I became attracted to them. It is my fault as far as the break up because I should’ve never indulged when we returned from Jamaica. If I wanted another one, he wouldn’t have had any problem doing it. Then, I made matters worse by doing it in the house knowing he had cameras. Had I waited; we may have still been together.

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  “Why you walking around the house moping? Shit, you’re making me depressed.” My mom bitched coming in the living room.

  “I don’t have anything else to do.” I grabbed the throw pillow off the couch and held it against my stomach.

  “Take this ride with me to play my pick-it.” I hated when she played because she’d have mad numbers. The people always told her to fill the cards out and she’ll lie and tell them it’s only two; meanwhile, she’s reading off way more than that.

  I slipped my flip flops on, picked up my purse and phone and walked out the house. I glanced around and noticed the kids playing in the park, and women hanging clothes up on the line. I didn’t even know people still did that. There were ratchet chicks gossiping on porches and niggas posted up smoking and drinking. I’ve been with Kenji for so long, I forgot all about the nights in the hood.

  “Don’t act like you too good to speak.” The chick who I got caught with at Kenji’s house said.

  “I didn’t see you. What you doing over here?” I stared at her and smirked. She was sexy as hell and the two of us always had an amazing time in the bedroom.

  Once Kenji caught me, I broke it off in hopes of winning him back. It didn’t work and these small ass shorts she had on with her cleavage hanging out making me horny. She leaned in the window and stuck her tongue in my mouth.

  “I miss you too. Call me.” I wiped my lip gloss off her lips and let her know I’d be calling.

  “Ain’t she the bitch who got you kicked out?” My mom barked getting in the car.

  “We’re not together so it doesn’t really matter now.” I shrugged and drove down to the bodega.

  “What happened here?” I said and we both looked at the police tape and two bodies on the ground covered in a white sheet.

  “One of these little shits must’ve messed up some money. You know the guy who run these streets don’t play.” My mom said shaking her head.

  “Did anyone ever find out who he is?” She asked and I told her no.

  The guy who supplied the streets with the purest and best dope, heroin and the other street drugs has been a ghost. No one knows who it is and to this day, people knew not to mess around. Ghost or not, this guy would take your life, your family’s, animals and whatever else he could with no remorse. The police force has been tryna find him for years and I guess it hasn’t happened yet.

  “Drive over to Wawa. I can play my pick-it there.” I left the area and rode to the Wawa with the gas station in front of it. While she’s playing her numbers, I may as well get gas.

  My mom stepped outta the car and went in to do what she needed. Once the gas filled my tank, I realized she was still inside. I moved out the spot, parked and walked in; only to find her at the deli laughing with some chick who had her head down. When she lifted it up, I sucked my teeth.

  “You need anything else?” The bitch stayed professional.

  “No thanks. Robin you want something?”

  “That poor bitch can’t make shit for me.” My mother swung her head.

  “Look, I don’t know you, I’ve never done anything to you, and this is the second time you’ve come out your face calling me names. Is there a problem?”

  “Yea I have a problem. You fucking my man is a major problem.” She laughed.

  “I’m sorry to tell you this but honey, I’m not the only one he’s sleeping with.” My mother was staring hard at me. She stepped from behind the counter and came closer.

  “I admit, all this you’re doing is petty and childish. If you want him back, it’s better to channel your frustrations out on whatever the reason is as for you breaking up in the first place.” She looked me up and down.

  “He never told why y’all broke up, but seven years is a long time to let something go. Especially; if he made you feel as good in the bedroom as he does me. Shit, I’d never mess up.” She walked past me smirking. I reached out, grabbed her by the hair and started swinging off.

  The two of us were going blow for blow. Shit was falling off the racks and people were tryna break us up. Once they separated us, I looked up and the bitch kicked me dead in the chest; knocking the wind outta me. I fell against the cooler face first. I can’t even tell you where the blood came from because it began to seep into my eyes.

  “Are you ok?” I heard and turned to see Jai standing there.

  “Yea. I’m fine. Kenji’s ex thought it was ok to come in my job and try me. You know if he and I were a couple I’d get it but we’re not and I refuse to fight over a man who’s not mine.”

  “Get some ice on the knot and he’s gonna handle Robin.” Jai told her.

  “As far as you.” Jai picked me up off the floor, gripped my arm and basically drug me out the store.

  “If you even think about pressing charges? Kenji will make sure you regret it.”
/>   “She’s not pressing shit.” My mother yelled.

  WHAP! She smacked the hell outta me and Jai walked off shaking his head.

  “You brought your ass in that woman’s job questioning her about a man you cheated on.”

  “I didn’t know it was her job.”

  “It don’t matter Robin. I may be from the hood, but I raised you better than to chase after a man who ain’t yours. Then, you take it out on the woman who has nothing to do with it.”

  “I want Kenji back.” I laid my head back and tried to stop the bleeding.

  “You should’ve never cheated on him.” She sped off just as the cops pulled in.

  “If you ever do some shit like that again around me, I’m beating your ass myself.” I rolled my eyes and stared out the window. How she taking the bitch side?

  Kenji

  “So you thought no one could find you after running?” I told the guy Morris. He’s the guy who set the trap house up to be robbed and bounced with the product.

  I have no idea who he is because like I said, I don’t normally handle this type of shit. Due to him not being able to keep his mouth shut, he’s about to know why I’m here instead.

  See, I love to torture people. Watching them beg for their lives does something to me. It gives me a rush and afterwards, I have someone record the funeral. It allows me to witness how fake the family is and if there’s anyone in attendance who wish to retaliate.

  This specific person assumed because he was arrested, it meant tell things about my operation.

  That’s where he fucked up. He doesn’t know a lot but I like to keep my shit private; especially, when I have a certain technique.

  I have corner boys who usually range from 14-20. They meet up once a week with a supervisor as I call them, to re-up. The supervisor collects the money from each spot and hooks up with a lieutenant. He passes the money over, collects more drugs to take and divide it up at the warehouse to be cooked and bagged. The lieutenant sets up a meeting place with who I call, the overseer. Money is exchanged and so are the checks for each worker. Oh hell yea, I pay them in checks under one of my companies. That way if anyone ran down on them with money in their pocket, they can claim to have a job.

  Last but not least, my cousin who is the CFO of my company, sends me a weekly report of sales. Did I mention he works for the feds? He works in their business department which allows me access to a lotta shit.

  In any case, him and Jai are the only two individuals I trust besides my family. I didn’t even tell my ex anything and we were together for seven years.

  “Who are you?” The guy looked up.

  “Possibly the last person you’ll ever see. I say possibly because we’re gonna play a game.”

  “A game?” He questioned as I sat two deep circular buckets next to his legs.

  “Yes, a game.” I had Reg bring me a bag of Quikrete. I picked it from Home Depot earlier for this specific reason.

  “Untie him and take his shoes off.” Bran did what I asked, and Morris sat there looking crazy.

  “This is what’s gonna happen. Put your legs in the bucket.” At first, he was hesitant.

  “Bring me a bucket of water.” Bran left and returned with what I asked for.

  “Now. I’m pouring this Quikrete in the buckets first. Then, I’m gonna empty the water in each one. The mix will turn into concrete and in order to stay alive, you’ll have twenty seconds to run through those doors before a bullet goes in the back of your head. If you can do that, you’ll live to see another day.”

  “Wait a minute. All I have to do is let you mix the stuff in the bucket and run out?” I smirked.

  “That’s it.” I told him. It seems simple looking at the buckets, but he was in for a surprise.

  “That’s it.” I waited for him to make a decision.

  “Ok. It’s not gonna be hard at all.”

  “Nah. You got this.” I egged him on knowing damn well the mix will set in seconds. He may get two feet.

  “Ok. I’m ready.” He blew his breath out, stood in the buckets to gain leverage and got in a running stance.

  “Remind me to fire the motherfucker who hired this idiot.” Me and Bran busted out laughing. I had Reg come over to pour the mix.

  “Don’t forget. The door is no more than twenty feet away. If you pass the threshold, you’ll survive.” I reminded him and got my gun out.

  “I got this.” His fist were balled up.

  “Twenty seconds.” Bran said with a stop clock in his hand. Yea, we definitely had jokes whenever we did something like this.

  “On your mark.” Reggie walked closer with the water.

  “Get set.” He poured it in both buckets.

  “GO!” Bran yelled and started the clock. Morris slid the buckets with his feet across the room.

  “What the...?” Five seconds had gone by and when he said that, I knew it was beginning to set.

  “Eight seconds. Hurry up.” Bran was making it seem like he wanted him to make it. He could care less.

  “This shit is getting hard. I can’t move my legs.” All of sudden, Morris stopped, peed on himself and turned to me. I had the gun directly in his face.

  “When you snitch and try to run, you’ll get nowhere because nothing or no one gets away from Kenji Smith. Peace.”

  BOOM! I blew his face off. His body fell over but his lower half was still raised due to his legs being in the bucket. The shit looked like he was doing the matrix; only he’s dead.

  “Have this cleaned up and then send my car around. I need to handle some things in my office right quick.” Bran and Reggie both nodded.

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  “Did you get what I asked for?” I asked Rodney who text me he was in my office.

  “Yes and you better give her a free hotel room for a year for missing her birthday.”

  “Whatever. Let me see it.” He passed me the bag. I opened it and pulled out the platinum diamond necklace with the x and o’s on it. The shit cost me a lotta money but she’s worth it. And she’s the only one stable in my life anyway.

  “What else did you get her?” Rodney looked down at his phone.

  “I picked up a purse from the Louis Vuitton store and some shoes from Prada.”

  “That’s nice. When you dropping it off?”

  “I haven’t seen her in a couple days because she’s been working, and I’ve been busy.” I didn’t wanna tell him she was avoiding my calls. I could’ve gone over there but I was giving her space for the moment.

  “Yea right. She told me what was said the night of her birthday. Your ass scared because she got you stuck.” I laughed. Looks as if he knew anyway.

  “Let’s go.”

  “Where we going?”

  “Jai just text me Robin went to Ny’s job and fought her. I think my ex needs me to stop by; don’t you?” He jumped out the seat mad as hell. I grabbed the bag and locked up.

  We went down the elevator and my car was around front. I hopped in and he told me he’d meet me at Robin’s because his car is around the back.

  Rodney and Jai pulled up at Robin’s house at the same time I did. How the heck did they get here so quick?

  Before I could knock, her mother stepped out and begged me not to go in. She damn near had tears coming down her face.

  “Kenji, I dug in her ass for doing that. It’s my fault because I went there to play my pick-it and took too long coming out. I didn’t know anything about the woman.”

  “Don’t apologize for your daughter’s ignorance. Neither of you may have known about Nyana working there but Robin is very much aware of who she is. Step back.”

  “Kenji I’m not giving you permission to enter my house.” She put her hands out to try and block me.

  “Do I look like a got damn vampire? Who the fuck cares if you invited me in? Nyana didn’t invite Robin to her job but she took her whorish ass in there and fought her anyway. Didn’t she?” Her mother put her head down. It’s all she could do.


  I stepped in the house and could hear Robin from upstairs discussing how she so called beat Nyana up. Jai mentioned in the text that Nyana whooped her ass and knocked the shit outta her. He even had to pay the manager on duty five hundred dollars to get the security tape. Robin definitely initiated it, but the store could press charges on Nyana and I’m not having it.

  “Hello Robin.” I stood at the door watching fear take over her face and the phone drop out her hand.

  “Not so tough now, are you?” I walked closer to the bed. She had a black eye, a bandage above the other one and her lip was busted. I couldn’t tell you about any other physical damage because she had covers on.

  “Kenji, I...” she tried to speak, but I had her off the bed and in the bathroom by the tub.

  “Your worse fear is drowning, correct?” All the vacations we took, you’d never know. I turned the hot water on and watched her eyes get big.

  “Kenji.”

  “Answer the fucking question.”

  “Yes.” I lifted the drain to keep the water inside the tub. As it filled up, I ran my hand down the back of her head.

  “You fucked up our relationship; therefore, you have no right being angry at whichever woman I choose.” She nodded.

  “Then, you decided to come for my brother and well, that pretty much sealed the deal of me not ever fucking with you again.” I looked over at Jai who was angry texting on his phone at the door.

  “How much water does it take to drown someone?”

  “About two inches.” Rodney said pushing past Jai to get front row.

  I wasn’t about to lift her body in the tub, so I waited for it to get almost full before strengthening my grip on her neck and pushing her face in. Her arms swung and her legs had a mind of its own. After ten seconds I let her up. She took extensive breaths and wiped her eyes.

  “Seven years is a long time Robin. A long time of waking up to a woman every day, loving her, proposing and making lifelong plans. Don’t you think?” She shook her head yes and I pushed it back in the water; this time for fifteen seconds. Hell yea, I’m counting. It actually may be longer since I’m going slow. I pulled her back up.