Rayqelle's Revenge ---Book 1--- Special Holiday Edition (Ratchet)

by Shon Cole Black

  We couldn’t have been in line more than five minutes when my cell phone rang. It was Iesha. “Where y’all at?” She asked.

  “In line at the club. We are at the back of the line. Where are you?” I said.

  “I’m inside standin’ by the entrance. Come on up front. I got us three VIP passes!” Iesha shouted into the phone almost busting my eardrum.

  “What? Girl shut yo’ mouth! Here we come now.” I responded excitedly. If there was a hook up to be found Iesha would be the one to find it!

  “Who was that?” Chance asked, as I grabbed his hand and quickly pulled him to the front of the line; still unaware of the night that lay ahead, he followed me like a lamb to slaughter.

  “Just come on and follow me, damn!” I demanded.

  When we got to the entrance Iesha was standing next to one of the bouncers. He was a big, black, greasy lookin’ nigga, wearing a tight ass silk shirt that looked like the buttons were about to pop off and put somebody’s eye out! This nigga was sweatin’ and breathin’ all hard, and grinnin’ at Iesha like he was going to swallow her whole. I mean, he was paying so much attention to Iesha that about ten people must have slipped right passed him and into the club.

  “These are my friends Rayqelle and Chance... Y’all, this is Big Rock!” Iesha said as she gave me the secret wink.

  “Come on in, y’all my guests tonight. Take these VIP passes and enjoy ya’ selves. Miss Iesha, you gon’ call me right?” said the big black ass bouncer as he salivated over Iesha’s voluptuousness. Iesha smiled and winked, saying nothing; only running her fingers across his big sweaty chest as we made our way into the club.

  “Girl! What was that all about? You know what, on second thought… never mind... I don’t even wanna know. That nigga smelled like he had cheese coneys with extra onions under his arms.” I said looking back at Iesha in disbelief.

  “Chance, you remember Iesha?” I said as I watched the wheels turn in his head.

  “Of course, how could I forget?” Chance replied charmingly, with a grin that caught her eye.

  “Girl, did you see that line? It was wrapped around the damn corner! What was up wit’chu and that crazy lookin’ nigga?” I asked discreetly whispering into Iesha’s ear.

  “I was just standin’ in line. He walked up and asked me who I was, who I was with, and did I want some VIP passes. Well, of course I said, “Hell Yeah!” Now here we are. Damn Chance, you are lookin’ tasty tonight boy. You better watch out! Somebody might take a bite’ out cho’ sexy ass… Anyway, I don’t know what y’all came to do but I came here to get crunk! Let’s go!” Iesha said as she grabbed my hand and pulled us to the VIP.

  It was off the hook! The lights were right, the music was thumpin’, and the drinks were strong as hell; but shit, I was already tipsy anyway. So, you know it was about to go down. Chance could not keep his eyes off me and Iesha. I could not keep my eyes off the both of them. Chance was lovin’ it. Iesha grabbed Chance and took him out on the dance floor.

  Chance was in awe. He didn’t know what to do next. Iesha worked his ass on the dance floor and he kept looking back at me like he was expecting me to save him but little did he know, I was the one who set him up for the kill. They must have danced for forty-five minutes. It was weird watching my man being seduced by another woman but in a strange way, it really turned me on.

  While Chance and Iesha got their groove on I made my way to the bathroom; my bladder was full as hell from all the drinks. When I opened the door it was like a bad movie. Two bitches were in one stall kissin’, and one bitch was leanin’ over the sink snortin’ somethin’. Then two other bitches was in the corner poppin’ somethin’ in their mouths (X I guess) then kissin’, and one lil’ dark skinned bitch just standin’ in the corner starin’ like she knew me or like she was checkin’ me out. It was some crazy shit! I mean, me and Iesha used to get buckwild but I don’t remember us gettin’ like this; or come to think of it, maybe we did. We were doin’ some of everything back then, and I do mean some of everything.

  So, I pissed as fast as I could and got the fuck out of there; cuz’ you can’t leave a bitch like Iesha by herself with your man for too long. I know from experience. You’ll come back and the mutha’fucka won’t even remember who you are. Anyway, when I got back to the dance floor it was dark as hell and everywhere I looked it was like one freak show goin’ on after another; like the shit that you see on late night cable or girls gone wild (the ghetto edition). Guys and girls grindin’, girls sitting on each other’s laps tonguing each other down! I mean, it was people in the corner slow grindin’ to fast music. Mutha’fuckas was walkin’ around like zombies. This shit was insane!

  So I’m now standing at the bar and tipsy as hell. I felt a hand touch the small of my back. I quickly turned to see who was finna’ get knocked the fuck out! It was the lil’ chocolate chick that was staring at me the whole time I was in the bathroom. She had followed me out. She was about 5 feet tall, cute as hell, and built like a brick shit house. I mean, she was sexy; almost as sexy as me.

  “Are you here alone?” She asked.

  “I’m here with my fiancé.” I said pointing to Chance and Iesha on the dance floor.

  “Oh really? Well, looks like he’s got his hands full,” she said smiling. She started to dance closer and closer toward me; then put her arms around my waist and pressed her body against mine. We moved to beat of the music.

  “I’m Shela,” she said speaking directly into my ear so she could be heard over the loud music.

  “My name’s Rayqelle.” I responded feeling slightly intrigued by this strange lil’ piece of sexual chocolate that stood just inches away; offering her sweet temptation.

  I could see Chance watching me as he danced with Iesha; never letting me out of his sight for more than a second or two. I knew he was watching, so I decided to give him a little pre-show. Shela and I danced, touching and caressing each other’s bodies. Chance was looking at me, looking at her. Shela leaned forward and pressed her full lips against mine and I let her. I felt her tongue enter my mouth and I responded with the same. Everybody there had a role in the freak show, so I decided to join them!

  “I see you met Shela,” Iesha said, as she dabbed the sweat from her chest with a cocktail napkin.

  “You two know each other?” I asked Iesha in a surprised tone. I began looking back and forth between her and Shela; thinking to myself, “Iesha, what the fuck are you up to now?”

  “Shela is my personal assistant. She’s here helpin’ me with some P.R. stuff. Shela Simpson, this is my girl Rayqelle that I was tellin’ you about and her fiancé Chance. Shela didn’t have any plans tonight so I had her meet me here. I figured we could all hang out.” Iesha said as she turned to look at me.

  “Nice to meet the both of you... This is so weird,” Shela said with the slight look of embarrassment.

  “Enough talkin’ let’s dance!” Iesha said as she grabbed Chance and pulled him to the center of the dance floor.

  We danced; all four of us enticing one another. When the song changed we all moved to a corner table in the VIP. We sat way off to the side, it was dark. Chance sat down and Iesha stood in front of him, giving him the lap dance of his life. I sat next to Shela and watched. The drinks must have really started to have an effect on Iesha because she leaned over and pressed her lips against mine. Chance sat and looked on in amazement. He was stunned, like a deer caught in headlights. Right then I knew it was time to take this little party back to the house.

  CHAPTER 10

  The four of us made our way out of the club and to the parking lot; we were still laughing, dancing and havin’ a great time. It was clear to all of us what was about to go down. I got in the car with Shela and Iesha; Chance followed us in his car. Iesha was in no condition to drive, so I took the wheel. Shela and Iesha sat in the back. I watched them from the rear view mirror as Iesha reached over and pulled Shela’s dress down exposing her firm 36D tits. She moaned as Iesha began to suck her stiff nipples. I
esha moved her hand down between Shela’s legs and I almost hit the car that was stopped at the light in front of us. My clit started to swell as I sat at a stop sign with my fingers in my panties, watchin’ these two bitches wild out in the back seat. Chance rode behind us unaware of the freaky scene that was taking place just ahead of him. Impatiently he beeped the horn!

  The sound of the passing traffic quickly snapped me back to focus. I stepped on the gas but I could barely keep my eyes on the road. The show in the rear view mirror was a dangerous distraction combined with the four double shots of patron that I had earlier. Shela and Iesha went at it like animals!

  We pulled in the driveway and I got out first. Next Iesha got out and came around to the driver’s side door and pushed me up against the car. We kissed as Chance walked towards us. Shela grabbed Chance and kissed him on his neck. I watched them as Iesha fingered my very wet pussy. Chance looked on from the other side of the car. Our two silhouettes tangled in the dark night. Until… the porch light came on from next door. It was nosey ass Mrs. Thomas again.

  “Who’s out there? Chance? Rayqelle? Is that you out there? Who’s there?” She screamed from her window with a scratchy, sleepy tone.

  “Who the fuck is that,” Iesha whispered in a startle.

  “That’s just the nosy ass old lady from next door girl. Let’s get inside.”

  “Everything is fine Mrs. Thomas, go back to bed;” Chance said as he and Shela followed me and Iesha into the house.

  Chance stood confused, almost dazed. “Wait! Will somebody please tell me what the hell...” as I lead him in the house.

  “Where can I get changed?” Iesha asked, looking at my man like she was about to bite him.

  “Rayqelle. What the…?” Chance tried to speak again.

  “Baby? Please just trust me! Stay right here until I call you, and don’t move,” I said to Chance before I kissed him. I then led Iesha and Shela up stairs to the master bath; where we quickly showered and hurried into the bedroom. Chance disobediently eased his way up the stairwell.

  I called to Chance, as I set the music and lit the last candle. When he got upstairs the room was a glow. I reached out for his hand and led him over to the bed where I started to undress him; caressing his body. Once the last item of clothing was removed I kissed his luscious lips. I laid him down on the bed, massaging his body with lavender oil. Lost in my touch… not even noticing that Iesha was on the love seat next to the bed eating Shela’s pussy. They moaned in lustful heat.

  Chance tried to speak. Once again I pressed my fingers to his lips as he turned to me about to ask the obvious question. Tonight there was no need for conversation. This was all for Chance and his pleasure alone…

  Chance remained motionless. His eyes danced between me, Shela and Iesha. The three of us stood at the foot of the bed watching him, almost stalkin’ him. Chance and Iesha locked eyes briefly as if they were the only two in the room. I leaned in closer to him, kissin’ and biting his neck softly. Iesha moved to one side of the bed and Shela to the other. Chance watched Iesha out of the corner of his eye in quiet disbelief; as all four of our shadows locked in a dance against the bedroom wall.

  Chance and I kissed as Iesha’s hands explored every inch of his dark chocolate physique. She was visibly excited as Chance reached out firmly gripping her soft honey colored body. She obviously got more than she bargained for with Chance. Iesha apparently wasn’t listening when I said, “don’t let the small feet fool you!” When she pulled back the sheets all she could say was “damn!” Her eyes could have jumped out of her head.

  Iesha was supposed to be the professional but Chance had taken full control. I gave Chance a look to let him know that it was ok to lose himself. As I let go of his hand all I could think was, “Jump in and get wet. This was my gift to you.” This would be a night of passion that he would never forget. I couldn’t believe it myself. I was actually sitting back watching one of my dearest friends fuck my fiancé.

  Iesha straddled Chance, sliding up and down, back and forth on him; I moved closer. It was tough but I couldn’t stop myself. It was almost as if they had a rope around my neck pulling me in. I kissed Chance deeply, while Shela took her turn and straddled his big black dick. I threw one leg across him so that I was facing Shela as she moaned loudly, “God damn. Yo’ dick is in my guts!” Chance put his hands on my thick peanut butter thighs and pulled me over his face, licking and sucking me like I was the last piece of sweet potato pie at thanksgiving.

  Iesha and I kissed each other as we switched positions. I could not believe my eyes, lips or hands. Chance buried his long tongue deep inside Iesha as she sat on his face. Shela got up as I took my rightful place on top of that big ass dick. Screaming, “Whose dick is this, whose is it? Tell me!” I screamed. Iesha breathed deeply and moaned as her climax grew closer. She clinched my hand and told me she was cumming. It was as though she was asking my permission. “Go ahead girl! Let it out! Go ahead and cum!” I said. Just then Chance moved around and got behind Iesha.

  “Remember that long black dick I was tellin’ you about?” I reminded her.

  Chance leaned over her and squeezed her titties, sliding the head of his big dick between her thick, wet pussy lips, teasing her ever so slowly. Then like out of nowhere, he plunged his big dick inside her; like he’s probably wanted to do since the first time he laid eyes on her. There it was… I made his fantasy come true. As he pounded her pussy from the back she started to scream, “Goddamn! I’m cummin’! Fuck me, gimme that dick! Give it to me, I’m cummin’, oh yes!” Shela stood behind me with her hands on my waist.

  Iesha’s body quaked as she laid on her stomach gasping for air. Chance moved toward me and stretched out his hands to feel for my body in the dark. By this time all but one of the candles had burned out. Chance pulled me close and kissed me. I laid down on my back as he put my legs on his shoulders and pushed his long hard dick inside me. I moaned deeply as Iesha continued to pant. She was still worn out. Chance and I made love slowly and intimately right next to Shela and Iesha as if they were a world away or not even there at all.

  CHAPTER 11

  With morning approaching Shela and Iesha got dressed and left. I put my robe on and walked them to the door. I came back and watched Chance as he slept. That morning he woke up to find me outside on the bedroom balcony, patiently waiting for him. This time his favorite breakfast was on the warmer with fresh juice and his favorite Chinese rose petal tea, along with a single white rose.

  Chance walked from the bedroom and sat on the edge of the balcony, leaning against the rail. He reached for me with one hand, and reached for the rose with other. He looked at me with a look that I had never seen, brushing the petals of the rose softly across my cheek. He then put his arms around me saying, “Last night was incredible. What made you do it?” I told him that I could see how he was attracted to Iesha from the very start, and I thought that she might make a pleasing gift. He told me that last night was absolutely incredible and he thanked me again; adding that it was the sweetest gift any woman had ever given him.

  After watching Chance enjoy his breakfast I immediately got myself dressed and headed out for the gym. As I drove down the road the events from the previous night started to play slowly in my head. I could picture every scene in vivid color almost as if I was reliving it all again. The candles, the breeze through the window, and the smell of Chance’s cologne coupled with Iesha and Shela’s perfume. For a matter of moments I was there again. Last night swept me away. It was even better than I thought it would be, especially with Shela being an unexpected addition.

  Not knowing exactly how much time had passed, I arrived at the gym. I can’t even recall how I got here but, there I was in the parking lot of the sports club. My cheeks were flushed, nipples hard, and panties wet as hell! As I got out of the car and made my way inside, I could still feel Chance’s touch all over me. So, before I could even begin to concentrate on my work out, I was gonna need to cool the fuck off. Quickly I rushed
to the locker room and got my clothes off. Maybe the cold water would knock some sense into me.

  Now after taking the coldest shower of my life, I stood in the locker room; drying off and still reminiscing about last night’s freaky interlude. It made me question everything about myself, my judgment, sexuality, and even my sanity! I just felt so relaxed and comfortable. I guess it felt as though I could let go of all my inhibitions and lose myself in the moment. Sure, I planned last night for Chance but I enjoyed it too. It was a night that I would truly never forget.

  There I was, standing alone in the quiet echo of the women’s locker room drying off and feeling the pleasure of my own touch at the same time. I almost allowed my mind to bring my body back to the place that required the cold shower to begin with. A loud bang from a nearby closing locker quickly brought me back to a sober reality.

  After my work out I returned home to get changed for an afternoon appointment. I hurried through the front door. Once inside I went up the stairs and quickly moved to get undressed. I couldn’t help but stop for a moment to look at what remained of the night before. Everything had been left just as it was. The room seemed quiet and undisturbed. Chance had already left for an afternoon therapy session, so I was at home all alone.

  In the stillness of the room I paused, listening to the almost inaudible rotation of the ceiling fan in our bedroom. I was again transported back to the passionate calm of our intimate four-way encounter. I laid across the bed in the light of day with my eyes closed. The scent of Iesha’s perfume faintly lingered along with the strangely pleasant thought of her lips against my body. The afternoon’s sun set high in the sky. It cast a peculiar light against the same wall that had just held the shadows of four figures engaging one another in heated passion.