30/Renee
By Friday, I decided I had strung Kenny along long enough. It had been a week since I had given him a blow job. Besides, I was horny as hell.
As soon as nine o’clock came, I called him at the shop.
“Hey you.”
“Hey, what’re you doing?” He sounded happy to hear from me.
“Thinking about you,” I cooed.
“Oh yeah, what are you thinking?”
I lowered my voice just in case one of the professors came down the hall. “I’m thinking about riding some dick this afternoon. You think you’re up for the job?”
“Hell, yeah. I’m up for it. What time?”
“Meet me at home at noon.” That would give me three hours before the kids came home.
“I’ll be there.”
He arrived right on schedule. As soon as we were in the room, in one swift motion he flipped me over onto my back.
“What are you doing?” I laughed.
“I’m taking control this time.” He reached for a condom and slid it on. Kenny was acting like he hadn’t had pussy in years. He pushed inside me and was so big that I started breathing heavily while my body stretched to accommodate him.
“Damn, your pussy is tight.”
“That’s a good thing,” I moaned.
“Does it hurt?” he managed between pumps.
“Nah, that shit feels good.”
“And so do you.”
Oh, but did I feel full.
He got me this time, but the next time I’m going to be in control.
After Kenny left, I made my weekly Walmart run. I hadn’t been there twenty minutes and my cart was already full. I was in the meat department when Danielle called. I hadn’t heard from her since I told her what I had found on her man.
“Guess what?”
I was afraid to ask, but I did. “What?”
“Chance bought me a ring.”
Her voice was dripping with excitement, so I tried to hold back the sarcasm.
“Really? What kind of ring?”
“A promise-to-love-me ring.”
“Love!” I shouted. “Since when did the two of you decide you’re in love?”
“Last night.”
I could feel her smiling all the way through the phone. This I’ve got to see.
“You at home?”
“Yep. I just got back from the jewelry store. I went to see if I could get my ring sized without them keeping it, and they told me no. So, I bought one of those bands that you can slide on your finger to hold your ring in place. Nae-Nae, wait till you see it.”
“I’ll be over as soon as I finish shopping.”
I hung up and quickly decided on a family pack of center-cut chops. Price really wasn’t a factor since I was spending money that Kenny had given me. That’s one thing I can say about my boo, he keeps spending money in my pocket.
I moved down the aisle for some cornstarch because I learned from my grandmother how to make real gravy.
Forget all that fake stuff. As I was turning down the next aisle, I noticed that big Amazon woman from Portia’s high school staring at me.
When she noticed me looking her way, she quickly dropped her head and looked the other way.
I glanced over at the cornstarch, and when I turned again, I caught her staring once more.
I made a show of looking down at my clothes. Hell, I knew I was looking good in blue jeans and suede knee-length boots. My form-fitting sweater emphasized my small waist.
After making sure that everything was intact, I stared her butt down until she turned and went the other way. I was tempted to still go over to her and ask her fat ass what the hell she was looking at, but I needed to get out of the store and over to Danielle’s as soon as possible.
As soon as I stepped inside Danielle’s house, she held out her hand and I examined the huge cluster of diamonds on her finger. The stones were shiny like polished glass.
“And you think it’s real?” I asked, looking up at her.
She looked offended. “Why wouldn’t it be?”
My brow rose. “Why would it be?”
She snatched her hand back and placed it on her hip. “Because Chance gave it to me. Do you really think he would go to all that trouble to buy me a cheap ring?”
“Girl, you know good and damn well men will do whatever it takes to get some ass.”
She frowned and I knew I had pissed her off. “He was already getting the ass.”
Trying to lighten the mood, I laughed, then moved over to her couch and flopped down on the cushions.
“Yeah, and he knew you had caught his ass in a lie and he was trying to butter you up, and he did just that.”
“Shut up.”
“Whatever.” She hates to hear the truth. “Well, at least tell me that while you were at the jewelry store, you had someone examine the stones.”
“I was at Walmart’s jewelry counter.”
Okay, that answered that.
I reached for the new Cosmopolitan magazine that I had been tempted to buy in the grocery store and was glad that I hadn’t.
I told you Danielle was stuck on stupid.
If she wants to believe that ring is real, then she can go right ahead.
The first thing my ass would have done was run to a jeweler and have those stones looked at.
“Calvin stopped by my house the other day,” I said offhandedly as I flipped to the next page.
Danielle swung around and gave me an evil look.
“No, bitch. It was nothing like that. He wants you back.”
She really liked him because she was grinning from ear to ear.
“Is he still mad about what we did?”
I shook my head. “He doesn’t know what we did and I’d like to keep it that way. No. He told me to tell you he’s sorry and that he loves you.”
She nibbled on her bottom lip, then dropped her head and tried to avoid eye contact.
“Tell him I’ve got a new man.”
“Uh-uh, I’m not telling him anything. I promised to give his message, and that’s where it ends.”
“He’s been texting me and sending me cards and flowers.”
My eyes grew large. “And you haven’t said anything?”
She shrugged. “Because I’m with Chance now.”
Whatever.
“I don’t know why the hell you need another thug when you have a nice man who wants nothing more than to settle down with you.”
She rolled her eyes at me. “You are one to talk. John was the nicest man I’ve ever known, but you were never happy with him.”
I gave a strangled laugh. “John likes dick.”
“I’m talking about before you found out about that. Besides, I don’t think he’s gay. He’s just bisexual like so many others. I really don’t think he expected you to find out that he liked to get a little booty every now and then.”
“Whatever. John and Calvin are in two different categories.”
“It doesn’t matter. I’m with Chance now. He completes me.”
I wasn’t even going to respond to that comment. Ron completed her as well.
“He gave me a gift card for a massage, and you know how much that shit cost.”
I looked up from the magazine. “Where at?”
She rose, walked over to the kitchen counter, picked up the gift certificate, and handed it to me.
HANDS ON MASSAGE.
I looked it over, and sure enough, he had gotten her a one-hour body massage. I was impressed.
“Oh shit. I heard this place was nice.”
“I know.” She beamed with pride.
Okay, maybe she got me on that one, but something was fishy with Chance’s ass, and it wouldn’t be long before I started seeing that dog’s fleas.
“Look, I got to go. Kenny’s coming over and I’m cooking tonight.”
She smiled. “It must be getting serious between y’all.”
“Girl, I’m just trying to show him I’m just as good in the kitchen as I am in bed.”
“You fucked him?”
I was grinning, so I know it was written all over my face. “It wasn’t the first time.”
“How was it?”
“Giiirrrrl, it was so good! Quick, but good.”
She gave me a look of disbelief. “Kenny?”
I nodded. “He’s got a dick on him.”
“Kenny?”
“Yes, bitch, Kenny.”
She fell back against the couch. “Hell nah! Kenny Johnson got a dick on him. Well, they do say that skinny men are packing.”
“Well, I don’t know about all the rest, but that man has it going on.”
I told her I’d call her tomorrow and headed out to my car and noticed I had left my cell phone on the seat. I looked down and saw I had one new text message.
I scrolled through, and what I read made me gasp, “Hell nah.”
STAY AWAY FROM MY MAN, BITCH!