15. Capri
CHAPTER 15
CAPRI
“You ladies enjoy your excursion,” I eyed the sexy group of women that had come in to pay for the ATV’s they were renting from me. During conversation and according to the information they put on the registration form, they were from Chicago and vacationing in Diamond Cove for five days.
The group of five women were all different hues, sizes, and heights. It was variety for sure and even after studying each of them for a few minutes, I wasn’t sure which one I would choose if I had to choose one. More than one of them was flirting with me, but I ignored it. I didn’t want to be that person. Even if a lot of my customers were from out of town, I still got a lot of business from locals. I never wanted it to be put out there that every time a pretty woman came into my place of business that I was trying to sleep with her. Word traveled, and I knew plenty of men that had reputations for being creeps and pussy hounds. I refused to pounce on every attractive female that came to do business with me and because of that fact, women loved coming to me. Not all of them threw themselves at me or wanted to deal with me on that level, so they could appreciate the professionalism and good customer service without all the slick comments and lustful glares.
The weather was far from warm, so jet ski rentals had slowed down a great deal. As soon as it warmed back up, I knew that shit would be lit, so I wasn’t even tripping. I had opened the office that day, and I was staying there until closing. Since Benny stole from me, I needed my employees to know that the long hiatuses were over. I was showing my face on a regular basis unless I was out of town. Other than that, they’d see me a few times a week for more than an hour or so at a time. I wasn’t letting anybody else get comfortable enough to play with my money.
I was pretty busy and an hour before closing, my sister and nephew came in. “What’s up Jaylen?” I gave him a fist bump, and he proceeded to tell me about his day.
Bianca waited patiently while he chatted for about ten minutes, then she told him to sit in my lobby area and watch his iPad for a bit. Whenever she did that, I knew she had something she wanted to talk to me about that she didn’t want him to hear. Mentally, I attempted to brace myself for whatever it was she was about to share with me.
“Have you heard about Robin?” she asked meekly, and I gave her a blank stare.
I hadn’t heard anything about Robin, and I didn’t really care to. But I knew she was going to inform me about whatever was going on.
“She has ovarian cancer. I saw her Go Fund Me page on social media. I know she was wrong for what she did, but I donated $100. I feel bad for her.”
I continued to stare at my sister with a face void of emotion. I knew it would sound horrible for me to say, so I didn’t. But I didn’t give a damn. I didn’t wish cancer on Robin, and I wasn’t happy that she had it. But I wasn’t going to act as if I was so sad and broken up about the news of her having it. It was what it was.
“That was nice of you,” I finally said.
It was Bianca’s turn to stare. I had loved and done everything I could to protect and love Robin and Caprice. They were my world. It probably shocked my sister that I could be so callous toward Robin, but she had betrayed me in a way that no one else ever had. One little indiscretion broke my heart. Had Caprice not been my child, it would have been even worse, so even if I seemed like an asshole, everyone should think about the fact that it could have been worse.
“Hopefully she’ll be okay,” I added with raised brows. Bianca knew I only did so because I wanted her to stop staring at me, and she shook her head.
Remind me to never cross you. How are you though? You good?”
“I’m hanging in there. That’s all I can do.”
“You’re absolutely right. I’m proud of you, and you look good.”
I nodded. Most days, I didn’t feel good, but I had to keep going. I didn’t really have any other choice. Bianca and Jaylen stayed with me until I closed the office, then we walked a few doors down, and I got us all ice cream. I had showered and was smoking a blunt when Lisa called. I hadn’t spoken to her since she was in Tennessee, and I couldn’t believe that I actually called her while she was in the same space as Sage. I wouldn’t use the word interested to describe my dealings with Lisa. She was cool. We understood one another, and the sex was good. I couldn’t be mad at Sage for being interested in her, and I couldn’t expect her not to deal with him. As long as he was good with knowing I wasn’t backing off, that’s what it was. Lisa was single and free to do what she wanted with who she wanted. Never again in life would I expect a woman to be just for me, and that’s just what it was.
I told her to hit me up because I always reached out to her first. I’d let the choice be hers if she wanted to talk to me, and it seemed that she did. Her and Sage could have hit it off on the trip, and I didn’t want to be all on her too hard.
“What’s good?”
“Hey. I got back in town yesterday, but you know how that goes. Did I catch you at a bad time?”
“Nah. I just got off not too long ago, and I’m sitting here watching TV. How was your day?”
Since being back at work, I’d grown accustomed to making small talk. It wasn’t like I enjoyed it, but no matter how I felt, I’d never be rude to my customers. The more I did it, the easier it became. I didn’t want to be on some Neanderthal type shit and always hit Lisa up and go straight to asking for sex. I could hold a conversation with her at least.
“It was very busy. I really enjoyed my days off. Now, it’s back to the grind. I’ve been staying with my parents, and I love them, but I’m ready to get my own place.”
Hearing her say that made me think of the house that I’d burned to the ground. It also made me think of the fact that the news reported that in two days, Sintonio would go before the judge to enter a plea of guilty or not guilty and be given a date for trial. I planned to go. I wanted to see that bitch stand in front of the judge and admit to killing my child.
“There’s nothing like having your own space, so I get that.”
“How was your day?”
“It was busy, but I’m not complaining because that’s how I like it.” I liked Lisa as a person, but her voice was making my dick hard, and I wanted the small talk to come to an end. However, if she came over, it would be because she suggested it.
There was a brief pause. “Yeah me too. You in the mood for company? I have to be up early, so I can’t stay long.”
That was perfect. As I said before, Lisa and I got each other. She wanted the D and wasn’t interested in sticking around after it was over, and that worked for me. “I’ll see you when you get here.”
It didn’t take Lisa long to arrive, and either I was extra horny, or she was looking extra good. I found myself staring at her and taking in her beauty. When she took her jacket off, the tight tank top that she wore revealed that she still had a small pudge from giving birth. For some reason, that shit was sexy to me. My eyes slid down to her thick thighs. The leggings she wore had her pussy print on display, and my dick stiffened with anticipation.
“You want something to drink?”
Lisa shook her head. We entered my bedroom, and I ogled her as I stepped out of my pajama pants. She removed her tank top and revealed that she wasn’t wearing a bra. The tiger stripes on her breasts made my dick jump like there were hydraulics in it. I wanted to feel tight, wet pussy and release. I didn’t have a desire to be intimate with a woman. I’d never performed oral sex on Lisa or kissed her but as I wrapped my hand around her neck and squeezed just a bit, she stifled a moan, and I gently bit her bottom lip. Heat radiated through my body, and I wasn’t sure what I was doing, but I didn’t stop myself.
I snaked my tongue into her mouth and tightened the grip that I had on her neck. Our kiss deepened, and Lisa moaned into my mouth. I moved my mouth over to her neck and began to suck as I ran my fingers down her slit. She was drenched. I smacked her on the ass. “Bend over.”
I placed a condom on as she did what I asked. I admired her from behind as she gripped the edge of my dresser and spread her legs. With an ass cheek in each hand, I spread them and eased inside of her. When I was all the way in, I groaned as she whimpered. I sexed Lisa at a slow and steady pace for a bit before I increased the pace of my strokes. Leaning in, I French kissed the nape of her neck, and her body jerked as her vagina tightened on my manhood. I gritted my teeth while savagely stroking her through an orgasm. The grip that her pussy had was extra tight, and I found myself resisting the urge to cum too soon.
When I didn’t have sex on a regular basis and wasn’t drunk as hell, there were times that I might ejaculate faster than I’d like, and Lisa’s pussy wasn’t helping the cause. The extra foreplay I’d indulged in had her soaked. I gripped her faux locs in my hands and pulled her hair. Lisa’s hold on the dresser tightened as she pushed out choppy expletives. She was cursing, hissing, and trembling as I delivered deep, long strokes. The room was filled with sounds of pleasure, our bodies smacking together, and the effects of her gushy pussy.
I pulled out of Lisa and guided her over to the bed. I positioned myself flat on my back, and she mounted me. The view I had of her breasts had my mouth watering. As she slid down on my pipe, I gripped her hips. Lisa’s lids fluttered closed as she began to bounce up and down on my dick with her feet flat on my bed.
“Shit,” I groaned as she bounced faster and harder. She eased all the way up so that only the tip was inside of her, and she paused. With her bottom lip pinched between her teeth, she rode only on the tip for a few seconds. She then eased all the way down, and she came for the second time.
I couldn’t take it, and my seeds spilled from my dick into the condom. “Fucckkk,” I grunted as she continued to ride me.
Finally, she got off me, and I saw blood on the condom. It wasn’t a whole lot, but it was noticeable for sure. “You expecting your period?” I asked.
Lisa looked over at me confused, but when she noticed the blood-tinged condom, her eyes widened. “Oh shit. Um, no. That’s embarrassing. I’m sorry.”
“There’s no need to be embarrassed. You’re a woman. Things like this happen. Was I hurting you?”
“Not at all.”
I let Lisa get cleaned up in the master bathroom while I used the guest bathroom. When we were done, we met in my bedroom, and I walked her to the door.