Chapter 2-Alex
Party over here
Being in Sports Agent has it perks. Right now I was in the club with a few ladies clamoring for my attention. The music was pumping loudly and there were women everywhere. It was an invite from a Professional Football player for Baltimore that shall remain nameless. There were bottles popping all over the place. This was a party of all parties. Being that I was never really a party person at first it was a culture shock for me. Even with all the drama that my family had been through I have never been in a wild environment like this one. Scantly dress ladies were everywhere and some even confused me for a professional player because I was built well. I was enjoying myself too much to tell them that I was a Sports Agent. It felt good to get out of my shell after all of this time. Who knew that there was a party animal that lived inside of me and was ready to go crazy, like I was doing right at this moment?
“So you going to let me take you home tonight?” I whispered into the ear of this chick that was thick in all the right places and had her breast up against me like she want me to suck on them right then and there. Yes, I was still freaky but I didn’t get down like that in public, maybe in a bathroom stall or something but not out in the open. I wasn’t sideshow material. I did all my nasty shit behind closed doors. The whole time I was checking her neck out to see if she had an Adam’s apple like me. If you know my past you know why I did this. If her hands were as big as mine were then I made up an excuse and moved on to the next lady of interest. Shit was real out here. Nobody was who or what they said they were. I have been some places and saw some things that I shouldn’t have been exposed to at an early age as I did. But as the say goes, ‘what doesn’t kill you will make you stronger’, my ass should be as strong as the Incredible Hulk or something for all of the stuff I been through and made it out of.
Living on my own now had its advantages and banging girls’ backs out in the comfort of my own apartment was one of them. Now I didn’t sleep with as many women that as the jocks I worked for, but I got my fair share and they weren’t bottom feeders either.
“Hey, Lex, are you trying to go to the after party at my crib? I’m ready to blow this place and take this thing all the way live.” The athlete that I was invited here by asked me. I wasn’t about to turn down some free liquor and a couple of groupies trying to get into the pant of anybody close to or assumed to be close to the professional athlete. He was semi-well-known and he sure partied like a rock star. I was all game.
“Hell yeah,” I hopped off of the sofa in one of the VIP rooms we were partying in and was ready to go get white boy wasted.
A few more folks got up and we all made our way to our cars and followed my client to his house. We pulled up to a gated community about twenty minutes from the club that we left. It was close to one in the morning. I knew I had to go to work in the morning, but the party animal in me told the responsible me to chill the fuck out. This guy was making good money because he was living up in a double story condominium with all of the bells and whistles to go with it; Jacuzzi, swimming pool, and exercise room. It was about twenty to thirty people that filed into his residence and it didn’t take long before the party got pumped up again. Man I was drinking like a fish in water. I knew I was going to paying for it in a few hours but I still didn’t care. I was making up for all of the years of being the ‘good’ twin. I was now the ‘party over here’ twin. I was partying every weekend.
I woke up to a dog licking my face. I opened my eyes slowly because I felt fucked up all over. I was in a bed with my shirt off and a bottle of vodka next to me.
“Ahhh,” I softly moaned as I tried to sit up. It was a slow process but I finally got up and on the side of the bed. As I put my foot down, I felt something mushy and prayed to god that it wasn’t what I thought it was. I peered over a little bit to see.
“Shit,” I groaned and shook my pounding head and then I pulled my foot out of the pile of puck. I looked around the room to see if there was something I could wipe it off with. There was nothing, but I did notice a chick lying half naked on the floor.
“Damn, did I fuck her?” I wondered out loud. She was naked from the waist up so I know I at least sucked on her breast at least. I was a breast man for sure. My pants were still intact so I assumed that I didn’t. I didn’t even know who this chick was. All I remember was having a few drinks with her and talking about frogs or some shit. I have learned that men will listen to anything from a chick to get laid. I have no clue as what happened last night. I looked at my watch and it read eight thirty. I had an hour to get home and then to work. Even though I got drunk, I still made it to work on time even if I had a hangover from hell. The sudden urge to piss hit me and I slowly rose to my feet and went on a journey to relieve bladder.
Man there was limp bodies everywhere. The music was still on blaring. I am surprised that the neighbors didn’t call the police, but hey, when you have money I guess you don’t have to really worry about authority like the rest of the world.
“That was one hell of a party,” I smiled as I stepped over a victim on the floor in front of the door to the room I woke up in. He was contorted with one of his arms behind his back as he laid on it. It looked painful. “His ass is going to feel that for a few days.”
Since this was the first time I was in this dude’s house, I had no clue as to where the bathroom was located. He had a lot of rooms in this condo. It made me wonder what he was paying for this place.
When I located the bathroom I was relieved. I went in relieved myself, washed my hands and made my way downstairs. Most of the house was still sleep so I walked around as quiet as I could trying to get out as fast as I could.
“My movies!” I exclaimed. I covered my mouth to hush my pitch. I was at his front door getting ready to leave when I remembered that I let him hold some of my DVD’s and Blue-Ray’s a few days ago. I needed to get those back. From the look of his house he was not the most organized person. I like to keep my movies and things pristine. Especially since almost everything was digital now. I was collector of movies and music and I rarely let people hold my things. I doubled back and located his entertainment room.
“Wow, dude is a slob,” I shook my head. “I guess money can’t buy you cleanliness, but he damn sure had enough to pay someone to clean up this mess. I hope they are on vacation or something.
“He doesn’t ever have to worry about me giving him any more of my things ever again. I grumbled as I located a pile of DVD’s and Blue-Ray’s that was piled up with any protection on them. I cringed. I was so pissed that I grabbed the stack of about ten and walked out of his house. I would call him later to get the cases that went with them.
I got home laid the discs on my coffee table and quickly prepared myself for work. I was out of my house in record time. I made it to work with a little time to spare. I had a slight hangover and vowed again that I wouldn’t drink a party so hard the next time I went out, but I knew that would be like talking to the wall that I parked my car in front of.
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I got off of the elevator and walked into the office area where I worked with a couple of other Sports Agents and made my way pass the receptionist desk that was made of a circle with offices spread around it. It was a new girl sitting at the desk. For some reason this company couldn’t keep a receptionist too long. She was beautiful and ripe for the picking. I instantly perked up and put a devilishly handsome smile on my face like only I could do. I had a very brief movie of me fucking her over the side of my desk or something like that before for I got up to the desk.
“You must be new here, because the sun seemed to be shining a little bit brighter outside. You are like a bright ray of sunshine.” I looked directly into her eyes as I spoke.
“Who are you and why are you at my desk?” she spat out. There wasn’t an inkling of a smile on her face. She was going to be a hard nut to get I see.
“I’m sure you’ve heard of me, I’m Alex Black. I’m an agent here. You didn’t see my name on the door to my office?”
“You are one of many. How can I help you today?” she asked brushing past what I said. Damn, this girl going hard. Her pussy must be fortified like Fort Knox. I was going to get the combination to the pussy if it was the last thing I did. Mind you this was a white chick with this blunt attitude.
“Don’t worry you’ll get to know me very shortly. Believe me.” I turned and walked towards my office.
“Yeah, okay….keep on believing that,” I heard her say, doubtingly as I walked away.
I peeked back over my shoulder and gave her one last look and a wink. She sucked her teeth and continued to do whatever she was doing before I walked up to her desk and apparently into her space. I like a strong woman because they fuck harder and suck harder; like they had a point to prove.
I walked into my office and then flopped down in my highly comfortable chair. I was exhausted. Most of the time, my hangovers consisted of exhaustion. I was testing the girl out front. I didn’t really want her per se. Well, if the opportunity came along I sure would knock her off but right now I was too tired to do anything. All I wanted to do was go home and sit in front of the television and chill out by myself. But I was at work and I had to do some work. I loved my pay check and the things that it afforded me.
I turned on my pc and looked at my schedule for the day. I only had two clients today and I was relieved that it was only minor issues. I might check and see if my boss will let me leave early. It wasn’t long before I my next client came in and I began my work day. All I was thinking about the whole time was making it to the end of the day or my day that is.
Chapter 11-Jasmine
Needy
I couldn’t believe it… I just couldn’t believe it. I mean I knew that it was going to happen sooner or later but I can say I was shocked to be sitting back on Alex’s couch and at his request. Rewind about fifteen minutes ago and this is how the scene went down.
I was in my apartment lying across the bed daydreaming about my life to be when my front door bell chimed. It startled me because I didn’t get many visitors. I didn’t have many friends.
Anyway, I got up and made sure that I looked okay to be answering the door. I had no clue as to who it was.
To my surprise, it was Alex standing on the other side of the door. I instantly perked up and opened the door.
“Everything okay,” I asked with much concern in my voice. He had a slight frown on his face.
“Yes, I need you.” He said with a smile on his face. Damn he had nice smile.
“I need you too,” I slipped up and said it back to him. I wanted to bang my head up against the door post for being so stupid.
“Huh?” he looked at be in bewilderment. I was so pissed that I began to mumble to myself.
“Are you okay?” He asked me with even more confusion on his face.
“Yes, I’m sorry. I am having a rough day.” I tried to smile as hard as I could so it would distract him from the fool I made of myself.
“That’s understandable.” He smiled back. His smile made me quiver on the inside. He was so damn fine. I wanted to jump on him right here and now and give him the goodies between my legs. “I need to talk to you for a minute can you come over to my place for a few. I need your help.”
“Sure,” I nodded my head. Holding back my excitement was really hard. “Could you give me a few minutes to get decent and then I can come over.”
“Yes, sure.” He then turned and went into his apartment and I closed the door to my own.
I then ran over to my loveseat and grabbed a pillow and screamed into it with all of my might as if I was a teenage girl dealing with some puppy love. I could feel my dreams coming true.
After about another quick minute I was in bathroom freshening up and then in my closet putting on my best outfit. I exited my apartment and stood in front of his door. My adrenaline was through the roof. I pushed the button on his door to alert him of my presence and it didn’t take long before he was standing with the door open and his mouth open as well.
“Hey,” I gave him a shy and innocent smile and batted my eye lids. I was giving him everything.
“Wow…you look….” He didn’t even finish his statement because he was so caught up in my appearance. I had on some pink coochie cutter Victoria Secret sleeping shorts and a mid-drift matching shirt that came down about an inch or two past my cleavage. I never dressed this way in public and all he saw me in most of the time was my scrubs or some regular street wear.
“Thank you,” I smiled again and then tugged at my shirt as if I was trying to make it stay covering my ample breast. They juggled and he smiled as he looked at them lustfully.
“You said you needed me,” I reminded him of his request and my dream that was now becoming a reality.
“Yes, I…Did.” He said trying to stay focused on my face. “Come in…come on in.” he finally stepped back and let me in his apartment.
So here I am now waiting for him to come back in the room. He said he had to use the bathroom, but I knew that his dick was swollen from the outfit that I had on. He had to go in there and calm that bad boy down. I wouldn’t be surprised if he squeezed out a nut while he was in there. I am woman hear me roar. I laughed at that one myself. It didn’t take him long to make his way back into the room and I could tell that it was hard to control himself around a beautiful woman. He shifted himself a couple of times around as he sat on the couch with me. I was on one side of the couch and he was on the other, but I could tell he wanted to be closer. He wanted to fuck my brains out right here on this couch. I knew it. I could feel it.
“So what the problem?” I asked as I looked intently into his eyes.
“The problem?” He said like he had no clue as to why I was in his apartment and on his couch with my pussy damn near hanging out. From the way he was looking at me I may involuntarily leave some of my juices right here on the couch. He was turning me on by the way he was looking at me. It was pure lust in his eyes.
“Oh, yeah…damn, I lost my train of thought for a moment.”
“That happens.” I replied and tugged at my shirt again.
“I need you to do me a huge favor.” His monster was growing in his pants and I was hoping he wanted to start working on our family right now. He saw me look but he continued on with what he was saying. “I need you to be my girlfriend.”
“Excuse me?” I looked at him in false bewilderment. I almost stripped down out of the little that had on to rock him to sleep better than his mother ever could.
“Yes, I need you to be an alibi for me.”
“Alibi?” I asked.
“Yes, a couple of chicks I screwed ended up dead and I was the last to be with them before they got murdered. The cops had me down the station and everything.” He shook his head. I could see a twinkling of fear in his eye. He looked desperate.
“They deserved it…I mean how could they accuse you of such a thing. You are not that type of person.” I needed to get myself together I was slipping up too much.
“I know, right,” he nodded his head. I was so glad he didn’t pay that slip up any mind.
“So what do you need me to do?” I asked, bubbling with joy on the inside.
“I need you to go down to the station with me and act like I was with you on the days after I was with those chicks. I also need you to keep this between us. My sister and my family don’t need to know about this. You okay with that?”
“Sure, that is what friends are for.”
“So what can I do for you to return this favor?” He asked.
“Oh, don’t worry about it. It’s the least that I can do for a friend.”
“Now that is what I like to hear. I am so glad I can count on you for this. And I will find a way to pay you back for this.”
“Aww, that is so sweet, but you really don’t. Let’s hope you return the favor when I need it. Let me know when we have to go down to the station and I will be by your side.”
“Again, thank you so much." He said as he got up from the side of the couch he was on. I did the same.
“I guess I’ll see you later.” I said as I made my way to the door. Everything in was hoping that he came up behind me and forced his tongue down my throat but that did happen. I left of his apartment and walked in to my own with some more plans on my mind. I was so glad that my man was coming to his senses. Who knew that murdering a couple of bitches for him would cause him to get closer to me? I hoped that he left them shady broads alone and then I wouldn’t have to kill those bitches. Maybe he would be leaving them alone for good and now I could make my move on him so we could be the happy couple that we’re supposed to be.
I went to bed a happy camper. I almost couldn’t sleep because of my nagging mother’s voice. I took me a sleeping pill, covered my head with a pillow and drifted off into la la land.
Chapter 13-Ashley
The Ill Na Na
A few days had passed and I was so excited about having dinner with Troy tonight. I was so excited about this relationship. It was so promising. I could see me marrying him and starting a family with him. Sure he had his moments, but I was willing to look past them because I had my own issues going on as well. I think tonight was the night I was going to tell him about my past. I wanted to continue this relationship with honesty like he did with me. No more lies
I was sitting at a nice, charming table in the back of a restaurant that was sophisticated and classy. It had white table cloths, candle, soft music playing and low lighting to give off a romantic ambience. It was enchanting as I looked around the room at the twelve or so tables that were spread out across the room. It was an adult atmosphere. I was still in disbelief that I was even in a setting like this one without causing a scene or something. I was a scene maker for sure. Well, at least I was a scene maker. I had grown up some and I was quite proud of my reserved attitude. I was wondering if it was going to last and if me forcing change on myself. Well, time would tell.
Troy had texted me a few minutes ago letting me know that he was running late but he was on his way. He was caught up in traffic on I-695. Traffic on I-695 could be problematic if you caught it at the wrong time of day or if accident occurred. I knew that he wouldn’t be here for at least another fifteen or twenty minutes. It was alright with me because I was loving this place and the wine that I ordered was keeping me good company. I loved being an adult. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. I even swayed in my seat a bit.
My moment of solitude was interrupted by a tap on my hand that was calmly sitting on the table. My eyes popped open and then I closed them shut again hoping that I was dreaming.
This couldn’t be happening. This had to be my karma or something. I couldn’t believe it.
Shit! Shit! Shit! I screamed in my head.
I slowly opened up my eyes to the reality before me.
“Antoinette,” I spoke as dryly as I possibly could. I wanted her to know that she was not welcomed here. At all. But then I looked at her attire. It was a chefs’ uniform. This bitch, excuse me, woman, worked here. This was her place of employment. Ugh! I would have thought that since this was well outside the city limits that I wouldn’t run into anyone I knew or knew of me, but alas, here I was with a run-in in front of me.
“I was having a rough day until I came out here for a break, looked across the room and saw you.” She was smiling like a Chester cat. It made me sick to my stomach. “You a sight for sore eyes, girl. Ump…ump…ump.” She leaned over and looked me up and down from the side. It made me feel creepy.
“Really,” It was rhetorical, but I knew this bitch, I mean woman, was going to misinterpret it anyway I said it to her. She is causing me to revert back to my old ways. This is what happens when your past shows up all of a sudden and catches you off guard. They want to drag you backwards. No sah, not today!
“Yeah, Girl.” She smiled hard, again. “You got that ill na na.” she even danced a little in her seat to the beat that was probably playing in her head. Truth was it played a little in my head as well. But I moved pass the moment because I wanted her to move on pass this one.
“Antoinette, this is not the time for this. Actually, there is no time for this.” I looked at her with as much seriousness that I could muster up. I was hoping that she got the point and moved on graciously and with haste.
“Oh, you out on a date?” she looked at me with a little surprise on her face. “You got you a little bitch you about to work over tonight? Y’all want some company? I can’t promise I won’t dominate the scene but I can’t wait to taste you again.”
“What!” I looked at her in shock. Every part of that statement was crazy. She looked crazy saying. Her ass had to be about fifty five or older. Who in the hell was she going to toss up. “Are you serious?”
“You remember the way I used to do you. I know that you do. There is no denying that you liked it.” She looked at me hoping I was going to bite the bait she was feeding me called memories.
“Antoinette, where are we at now?” I asked her.
“Huh?” she looked dumbfounded. “We at my job.”
“No, boo, we are in the present. You know, the right now. And right now I am not trying to hear all of that. I am glad you have your memories. Try licking on those for old times’ sake. Because you will never taste me again.”
“Oh, so it’s like that.” She sat up straight and leaned back further away from me.
“I’ve been trying to be nice to you, but you weren’t trying to take the hint. I’m not on that side of the street anymore, if you get my drift.”
“Oh really,” she had an even more shocked look on her face now.
“Yes, really,” I twisted my lips up giving her the ‘now get the fuck on’ look.
“Hey baby, who’s this?” Troy said as he walked up to the table, catching us both off guard.
“Oh, ahhh. This is…” My voice trailed off as I looked at Antoinette. “This is a friend of mine.”
“Friend?” Antoinette got up and looked at me and then Troy. “We were more than that.” She cocked a slick smile on her face.
“Huh?” Troy looked at her and then me in confusion. I wanted to melt like the wicked witch in the Wizard of Oz.
“Girl, stop playing,” I reached out and playfully pushed her on the shoulder.
“I’m not playing.” She looked at Troy. “She didn’t tell you that she liked pussy?”
“Huh?” Troy looked at me confused. I wanted to punch this bitch straight in her mouth. But I kept my cool.
“…” I opened my mouth but nothing came out to explain the situation that I was currently in. This was not supposed to go down like this. I so wanted to tell him myself and not have it come to him like it is right now. Yeah, karma was definitely a bitch named Antoinette.
“Yeah man, I’m surprised you didn’t see my name tattooed across that twat of hers. I licked her so much she probably still got my tongue print down there. I used to have her twisted up worse than two wrestlers in a ring.” She laughed as she said that.
Troy looked at me, waiting for me to say something. I did something that I never did before. I bitched up and I ran. To the bathroom that is. As soon as I got to the bathroom, I checked to see if anyone else was in there with me, after I made sure I was alone, I locked the door. I didn’t know how I was going to show my face again. The look of pure shock on Troy’s face was etched in my mind. He looked like a deer caught in some headlights. Antoinette’s face showed pure satisfaction. I wanted to crawl out of the restaurant on my hands and knees to escape Troy or my truth that was spilled all over that table. Besides my purse was still at the table. I was pissed at myself for not grabbing that before I stormed off. But this whole messed up situation didn’t allow for any thinking. Just me hauling ass out of there. That was the first time in my life that I ran from anything. I mean I hid some stuff but I didn’t run from anything. I caused people to run, but now the table was turned and here I was huddled up in a bathroom stuck on stupid.
There was a knock on the door. I hope it wasn’t someone that really needed to go to the bathroom because she was going to be a pissy or shitty mess waiting for me to come out.
There was another knock on the door letting me know that the person wasn’t going away.
“Ashley,” Troy’s voice called out from behind the door. I tensed up and got quiet. Maybe he would go away.
There was another knock, “Ashley, I know you are in there. Come on out so we can talk. I’m not mad at you. Come out and talk.”
The muscles in my body started to relax. I was still afraid though. Afraid of what he thought of me. Was he going to stop dating me after this? Was he going to believe anything else I said after today? Ashley, get yourself together. It wasn’t a lie. You didn’t tell him everything. You left out some stuff. People do it all of the time.
“Right,” I said as I looked at myself in the mirror. “We can get pass this.”
I walked over to the door, unlocked it and then opened it. Troy was standing there with a smile on his face, “Hey.”
“Hey,” I said back trying to continue to look into his eyes as he did me.
“Let’s go back to the table. We can salvage this.” He pulled me by the waist, close to him, and kissed me on the lips.
We slowly separated and I looked at him in his eyes, “Okay.”
It was the first time I felt good not being in control. It felt fabulous.
As we made our way back to the table, me in front of him, there was no one staring at us. I was amazed because I was sure somebody in the restaurant heard the incident.
We took our seat and he looked at me for a few moments before he spoke again. I didn’t really have anything to say. I was still in a vulnerable place right now.
“Ashley, you have nothing to be ashamed of. We all have a past. My thoughts of you have not changed at all.”
“I don’t know what to say,” I looked at him with tears threatening to fall. I was pissed that I was being this emotional right now. This was definitely a first for me.
“You don’t have say a thing. It’s behind us. We are moving forward.” He reassured me. The look in his eyes was sincere. It moved me on the inside.
I was speechless once again. This moment was too unreal. All this emotion and drama was too much for me at the moment.
“Let’s get the waiter over here so we can order and enjoy the rest of our day. It was quite eventful enough for the both of us.” He laughed and I let a smile open up onto my face.
The rest of the night was uneventful and both went our separate ways afterwards. He called to make sure I got home safely and then it was the shower and to bed for me. A good night’s sleep was needed for me.
