by Natavia
“Yo, don’t be walkin’ too hard,” Governor said, hitting the lock on his car.
“What’s walkin’ too hard?”
“You know what it is. You be walkin’ like you want some dick in you,” Governor said. He was a little tipsy and high. We drank and smoked a little before we headed to Baltimore. While we were walking down the sidewalk, I put my arm through Governor’s. I wasn’t sure how he would’ve reacted if I grabbed his hand, so I left it alone. Leray was standing in front of the building with a cute petite woman. She reminded me of a younger version of Jada Pinkett-Smith. Her hair was even cut in a short style which framed her face. Leray’s wife looked hella expensive. There weren’t too many women walking around with a Birkin’s bag. Leray introduced us.
“Essa, this is my wife, April. April, this is Essa,” he said.
We waved at each other. I was relieved that she didn’t have an attitude like that bitch, Malorie, but I couldn’t help but wonder if Governor brought other women around April. The place was crowded when we walked inside, and we were practically shoulder to shoulder. It took about fifteen minutes before we were able to sit down. April and Leray sat across from us. The seating was a little different than most places I’d been because more people could sit with us. Me and April made small talk. April was thirty-four years old with a teenage son who wasn’t by Leray but the last two children she had belonged to him.
“So, how did you and Governor meet?” she asked.
“Work,” I lied.
There was no way in hell I was going to tell her he was my landlord.
More people were coming into the comedy factory. I just knew I was being punished for whatever reason. Out of all places, Ricardo, Evelyn, his father and stepmother sat at the table with us. Ricardo’s face turned red and Benjamin actually had the nerve to speak to me.
“Oh, wow, look what the wind blew in. I wasn’t expecting to see you in my neck of the woods,” Benjamin said to me but I ignored him. Ricardo’s stepmother’s face didn’t move with the amount of Botox she had. Ricardo’s stepmother was the typical housewife. Benjamin married her for her looks in her younger years because now she looked like beluga whale with her pale bleached face. Evelyn seemed uncomfortable and Ricardo was fuming.
“Who is babysitting my son?”
“He has a nanny,” Evelyn spoke up.
Ricardo didn’t work that much to have a nanny for Ke’Ari. Daycare was enough! Ricardo was being an even bigger bitch than I thought. He wanted Ke’Ari but didn’t have the patience to take full care of him and I doubted Evelyn was helping.
“Nobody asked you, Deloris! Why does Ke’Ari have a nanny, Ricardo? You’re too busy for him?”
“Now is not the time,” Ricardo said.
“Then when is the time because we can’t talk like adults when we’re alone. You’re too busy askin’ me what I’m doin wit’ my pussy! So, please enlighten me.”
“Ohhhh, this is gettin’ good,” I heard April whisper to Leray.
“You see, son, she has no class!” Benjamin said.
“Shorty, listen. Calm down before that nigga say some fly shit to you then I’m gonna have to fuck him up in here,” Governor said in a low voice.
“And is the man you want around your son? Look at him. I bet he has a dime bag in his pocket now. Well, at least I can say you finally stooped to your level,” Benjamin said.
“Nigga, what the fuck did you just say?” Governor asked, startling Benjamin.The look on his face said it all.
“Father, please, just let it go,” Ricardo said.
I wasn’t stunned Ricardo was trying to be the peacemaker. Everything was about Benjamin. He was the one using Ricardo to hurt me and probably made him take Ke’Ari away.
“Enough, Benjamin, for Christ’s sake. We’re in a public place!” his wife said.
“This isn’t over, son!” Benjamin warned Ricardo.
I almost felt sorry for Ricardo because he wasn’t nothing but his father’s bitch.
Governor wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer to him. He gave me butterflies when he kissed the side of my face.
“You look beautiful tonight,” Governor said, and I blushed.
I caught Benjamin rolling his eyes like a female and Ricardo’s eyes teared up.
“She does look nice. I love those heels by the way,” April said and Leray agreed.
Evelyn was smacking her teeth and was trying to over talk us. Benjamin was quiet and so was Ricardo. Ricardo pretended to drop something on the floor. He reached down underneath the table and that’s when my phone beeped. It was a message from him and it read:
You’re killin’ me! Please get away from him! I cannot take it.
I sent him a text back telling him to look underneath the table after he sat up. The bastard dropped a napkin by mistake. I grabbed a handful of Governor’s dick and stroked him underneath the table.
“FUCK!” Ricardo said when he hit his head on the table. There wasn’t any use in hiding me and Governor anymore. It was obvious we were dating, and I promised Governor I was going to trust him when he told me to chill out for a bit.
An hour passed, and everything was peaceful. We were cracking up with each other, almost forgetting Ricardo’s family at the end.
“I hate to kill the night, but this show is borin’. We should hit up a club or sumthin. I can’t get wit’ these corny jokes. I’d rather watch Tinka and Baby Head Poo,” Leray chuckled and Governor agreed.
“And who are they?” April asked Leray with an attitude.
“My cousins,” I replied.
Governor and Leray split the tab right down the middle before we left out of the building. Being away from Ricardo’s family was like a breath of fresh air.
“Essa, wait!” someone called out to me. When I turned around, it was Ricardo.
“I need to talk to you,” Ricardo said.
“About what?”
“You know what! I can’t let you disrespect me any longer. How can you leave with a man in my face, huh? That shit you pulled back there was uncalled for!” Ricardo said.
“I’m not talkin’ to you unless it’s about Ke’Ari!”
I tried to walk away from Ricardo, but he grabbed my arm. Governor struck Ricardo in the face and he fell into a car.
“Nigga, the fuck is wrong witchu? Didn’t she tell you leave her da fuck alone?” Governor said. He grabbed Ricardo by the collar of his shirt and slammed him on top of the car. Leray rushed towards Governor and I followed suit.
“Get off of him!” Evelyn yelled, running down the sidewalk.
She hit Governor with her purse and I punched her as hard as I could. I’d been holding it in for quite some time and my reflex kicked in. When I saw her stretched out on the sidewalk, I panicked.
I’m goin’ back to jail.
“Damn, shorty is slumped!” someone said, walking by.
Ricardo was getting off the ground and staggering when I turned around. He rushed over to Evelyn to help her up. Ricardo’s eye was swollen shut and his nose was bloody. Governor messed up.
“Yo, Essa, bring yah ass on!” Governor said while walking over to me.
“I’m callin’ the cops!” Ricardo said, getting out his cell phone.
“Go ahead, muthafucka! You were harassin’ my shorty and you put your hands on her. The fuck you think this is, huh? You thought you was gonna keep disrespectin’ her? Naw, we ain’t rollin’ like that over here, fam. Go back inside and get your sugar daddy, bitch boy,” Governor said. Ricardo helped Evelyn up and she was still dizzy. I’d never in my life hit anyone that hard before but it was waiting to happen. Governor grabbed my hand and told me to hurry up.
“You good? You want to follow Leray and April or do you want to go in for the night?” Governor asked when we got inside his car.
“We can go out. Might as well get drunk because ain’t no tellin’ how many cops they called on us.”
“Let me worry about that but nobody should ever have a hold on you like
that. I understand you doin’ it to get your son back but lettin’ them control you ain’t gettin’ him back neither. I saw it wit’ my own eyes how they purposely use that against you. Naw, shorty. We ain’t lettin’ them muthafuckas make a fool out of you. I’m not wit’ it, Essa,” he said. My eyes watered, and Governor pulled my face to his, so he could kiss my forehead. He told me to put my seat belt on while he pulled out of the parking spot.
“Shorty tried to hit me wit’ her purse but she hit your son’s father instead,” Governor said while we were sitting at a red light.
“Are you serious?”
“She rocked his ass. I ducked when she swung at me. It happened so fast you probably thought she hit me. I don’t hit women, but I would’ve choked that broad if she did,” he chuckled.
“So, I knocked that hoe out for nothin?”
“Naw, you had a reason. You thought she was attackin’ yah king. That’s loyalty, shorty,” he said.
“My king?”
“You already know what it is,” he said.
We ended up going to a spot in Catonsville, Maryland called Loafers. It wasn’t a club, but they played music and we were able to eat real food. Also, the drinks were much stronger than the ones at the comedy place. I had fifty missed calls, all from Ricardo followed by text messages. In the texts, he talked about Governor going to jail and me and him having matching jumpsuits. I ignored him all together. He was harassing me at this point and I had the proof in my phone.
Four hours later…
Me and Governor ended up at a hotel room because we were exhausted. Neither one of us felt like driving back to his house. Leray offered his home to us so we could crash, but Governor said he couldn’t lay up in another man’s crib when he could just get a room.
“I’m not hangin’ wit’ yah young ass anymore. You had a nigga drinkin’ tequila,” Governor said, kicking off his shoes.
“I’m young? You’re only five years older than me.”
“Yeah aight,” he said while undressing.
Governor helped me out of my clothes and we almost fell on the bed. He complained about my pants being too tight and I couldn’t stop laughing.
“Mannn, Essa, what you need this for?” he asked, trying to undo my waist trainer.
“To keep me lookin’ good.”
I helped Governor take it off. It was a headache dealing with them especially after a long night of drinking and smoking. After it came off, my bra followed. I went into my purse and grabbed two travel-sized Dove body washes. Governor was in the bathroom brushing his teeth. Once I finished brushing my teeth, we stepped into the shower. I know I told him we weren’t having sex anytime soon for not telling me about the drugs, but who was I kidding? He stared at me while I lowered myself onto the shower floor. Governor rested against the wall and gripped my hair when I took him in my mouth. It wasn’t an easy thing to do, so I had to relax my jaw muscles to deep throat him. He gripped my ponytail and pushed further almost making me gag but I held my composure. Governor was the type of man that didn’t want to have his dick just sucked, he wanted to stroke your mouth as if he was fucking.
“Damn, baby,” he groaned when I jerked him off and played with his testicles. He was getting harder. I pulled away from him while still jerking his thickness in my hand. He bit his bottom lip when I sucked on his nuts. I could see the muscles in his stomach tighten as he fought the urge to explode. After I got him right where I wanted him, I placed him back into my mouth. By that time, my mouth was sloppy wet. Governor was diving to the back of my throat and it sounded like he was deep in the pussy. The splashing noises mixed with his groans made my pussy throb. He grabbed my breasts and toyed with my nipples. He jerked inside my mouth and gripped my hair tighter.
“FUUCCCKKKKKKK!” Governor said when he exploded down my throat.
He fell against the wall and I stepped out to rinse my mouth out with Listerine.
“My bad about that,” he apologized for not pulling out.
“It doesn’t bother me.”
I got back in to finish washing myself. Governor washed my back while massaging my backside with his other hand. Moments later, we stepped out and dried off.
“I ain’t gonna lie. I’m drained. I just want to go sleep,” Governor said when he got in bed.
“What? No drunk sex?”
“Naw, shorty,” he said.
Governor turned off the light next to the bed and I was pissed off because I was still aroused.
“Why you muggin’ me?” he smirked.
“Come on, you’re still semi-hard. I can lay on my stomach the way you like it.”
“Oh word? But you can’t handle it though,” he said.
I laid flat on my stomach with one leg bent. That position was enough to make me scream how much I love him, but I was down for it. I needed him inside me. Governor tossed the cover back and laid on top of me. He placed a pillow underneath my chin and I wanted him to hurry up.
“Ohhhhhh,” I moaned when he rubbed the tip of his head down my drenched wet slit. The pain was sure to follow because in that position I could feel every ridge of him. He sucked on the back of my neck while entering me. My pussy gripped him, and he moaned. There was something about a masculine man’s moan. It was hoarse and deep but also intimate. I arched my back and he gripped my hips. He went deep, then pulled out. When he came back in, he grinded into my spot. Governor wasn’t an in and out type of stroker. The man fucked like he was stirring something in a pot. He smacked my left ass cheek then gripped it, fucking my G-spot while slamming me onto his girth as he pushed further into me. I stuck my face into the pillow while he took my body on a journey.
“This my pussy, Es?” he asked, speeding up. I mumbled into the pillow, but he couldn’t hear me.
“I said, is this my mu-tha-fuckin' pussy?” he said between thrusts. He wrapped his hand around my neck then went faster. I felt him in my stomach. He knew I couldn’t talk!
“Yo, you hear me?” he asked and sped up.
Tears welled in my eyes from having an intense and powerful orgasm that made my clit swell.
“Y-E-SSSSSSS!”
Governor flipped me over on my back and re-entered me. I wrapped my legs around him and he sucked my breasts. My nails scratched at his back while he made love to me. He pushed my arm away, so our hands could interlock. I must’ve scratched him too hard because he was trying to keep my hands away from his back. I brought his face closer to mine, so I could suck on his lip. He pinned me to the mattress while we passionately kissed.
“OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I moaned against his lips when he rammed his dick in my spot again. I was coming; my pussy was gushing with each stroke. Don’t get me wrong, I never had an issue getting wet, but bomb dick makes your pussy leak. Governor throbbed, and his thrusts were stronger. We both climaxed at the same time. He laid on my breast and I kissed his forehead before I fell to sleep.
Sinna
Five days later…
I watched the clock at work. It was seven o’clock and I didn’t get off until eight. The manager was an older Jamaican dude. He was always flirting with the females and a few times he had been reported for messing around with the staff. He was a real creep and I hated his guts. At times I wanted to throw hot chicken grease on him.
“What are you gettin’ into tonight, pretty gyal?” Timothy asked.
“None of your fuckin’ business!”
Two girls walked into KFC and one of them looked really familiar. She was wearing a pink crimpy lace front wig with matching pink eyelashes and eyebrows. Her outfit was a bit too tight. She had on a jean all-in-one with a neon green fanny pack around her waist. Her nails reminded me of kitchen knives and they had a lot of designs on them. I couldn’t deny how cute her shoes were. They were clear with a wedge heel. Her friend wore an Adidas sweat suit and she had big rollers in her hair. Despite her cute face, she had a small head that didn’t match her body. I cursed to myself when they got in my line. The KFC I worked at was near the hood so we saw all
kinds of people at work.
“Welcome to KFC. What would you like to order?” I asked them.
