by Jacob Spears
“Damn, girl, you trying to give a nigga a hard-on answering the door with that?’ Smooth joked.
“I could have answered it like this,” she replied, letting the towel fall to the floor. She stood there butt-ass naked and looking so sexy.
“So, you gonna let me in?”
“Yeah, come on in.”
Amanda turned and walked to the kitchen. Smooth stared at her fat ass giggling the whole way. Talk about a sexy walk. Once in the kitchen, Smooth set the bag on the table and then grabbed Amanda, kissing her while grabbing her ass.
“Drop your pants,” she ordered.
After taking his pants off, he started to take off his shirt.
“Just sit down,” she said.
Once he was in the chair, she straddled him and lowered herself onto his hard cock.
“God, you feel so good inside me.”
She picked up the pace, sliding up and down. Smooth watched her breasts bounce up and down on his hard cock.
“Mmmm . . . damn, you feel so good,” she moaned.
“Your pussy feels so good, baby.”
“Oh, God! I’m fixing to cum,” she said.
“Me, too!” Smooth agreed, as he tensed up and busted his nut inside her.
“Here I cummmm! Oh God! I’m cumming!” she screamed, riding him faster.
After she came, they just sat there, locked in place until she finally stood up.
“I love the way you feel when you cum inside of me,” she added.
Out of all the girls he slept with, Amanda had the best pussy—better than everyone except China did. China’s pussy was number one. Walking over to the counter, Amanda poured them both a drink and handed a glass to Smooth.
“Let me go put some clothes on.”
“Alright.”
Smooth slapped her on the ass as she walked by. A few minutes later, she returned wearing some Lucky jeans and a tight miniskirt that hugged her body and showed off her flat stomach.
“You are so sexy. You know that?” he asked.
“Yeah, right! You probably say that to all the women!” she joked.
“Nah, I’m serious.”
“This the four keys?” she asked, changing the subject and grabbing the bag.
“Yeah, that’s the four keys. I’ll be back to get them on Sunday.”
“I’ll have them all done and bagged by then.”
“Thanks.”
“So, where you going?”
“To visit my girl. She’s in prison.”
“So you got a girl, huh?”
“Yeah, but it’s a weird relationship. She knows what I do.”
“And she’s okay with it?”
“It was actually her idea. She didn’t want me to catch a bad case of the blue balls.”
“Very funny.”
“I’m actually being serious. She is sleeping with her roommate.”
“Sleeping with her roommate?”
“Yeah! Like I said, it’s a weird relationship.”
“How long ‘til she gets out?”
“About two and a half years.”
“Guess I better enjoy you while I can then.”
“Yeah, guess so.”
“Well, these will be done when you get back.”
“Okay, I’m gonna go ahead and get on the road.”
“Drive safe.”
“I will.”
Smooth gave her a kiss and then headed to his car. As soon as he got in his car, the phone rang.
“Hello.”
“Hey man, just checking on ya. Wanna go out tonight?” Ronny asked.
“Nah, I’m on my way out of town to visit China.”
“Alright, see ya when you get back.”
* * *
After grabbing them some food, Smooth sat down at the table to wait for China. Five minutes later, she entered the visiting area. As soon as she saw him, she broke into a big smile. He stood up and hugged her, giving her a long kiss. Then they both sat down.
“I got us both pizzas and chicken sandwiches, since I know you like them.”
“Yeah, it tastes good.”
She removed the bottom bun of the chicken sandwich, and then set the top bun and chicken on the pizza. She then picked it up and took a big bite.
“Yummmm! This is so good,” she said.
Smooth did what did she did and then took a big bite. He was surprised how good it tasted. Smooth opened a bag of Doritos and set them in the middle of the table so they could share them.
“So, how’s everything at home?”
“Good, other than missing you. Zorro has gotten so big.”
“Tell him mommy misses him.”
“When I get home, I’ll take some pictures for ya and sent them.”
“That’d be really nice. I have a few pictures of us together that Roxy sent me, but I’d like some more.”
“I got ya.”
“Roxy told me about the dildo,” China laughed.
“I told her you’d laugh.”
“Wish I could have been there.”
“You should have seen her face. It was priceless!”
“I bet. She’s always been easy to embarrass.”
“Yeah. So how you holding up in here?”
“I’m good. It’s rough missing you all, but I’m holding in there.”
“That’s my girl!”
“Remember, Rebecca gets out on Wednesday, so you got to be here before 9:00 a.m.”
“I’ll be here. I think I’m gonna go to New York and re-up while I’m already out of town. So let her know we won’t be going straight home.”
“I’ll let her know. Smooth, I gotta ask you something.”
“Just ask, baby.”
“We always talked about our future. About badass cars we’d have, big houses, traveling the world and shit. But we never talked about kids or marriage. Why?”
“I don’t know. Guess we never got around to it.”
Damn, Smooth thought, first Amanda talking about kids and marriage and now China. But then again, it was a big difference, because he could see himself setting down with China because he loved her.
“Well, would you marry me?” she asked.
“Yeah, I would. How about we set a date for when you get out?”
“And what about kids? Would you want kids?
“I’d love for you to have my kids. I’d want at least two kids—a boy and a girl. How about you?”
“Two sounds good. But we’d have to find a house. That way, we would have a backyard for the kids to play in. Where we live now is nice, but not for kids. We’d definitely have to move to a house with a yard.”
“How about I start looking for houses now? I already bought two apartment buildings. So might as well buy a house and have it ready for when you get out.”
They finished up their visit by coming up with baby names. And Smooth promised to be there to pick up Rebecca.
* * *
Smooth called Banga when he got close to Stuart.
“Yellow?”
“Hey, yo! What’s ya up to?”
“Oh, hey Smooth. I was just fixing to call you.”
“Why, what’s up?”
“I need a few more of those things.”
“Well, you’re in luck, my friend. I’m in Stuart, and I have three of them with me.”
“Good. Meet me at the apartment.”
“Alright.”
A few minutes later, Smooth pulled up to the apartment and saw Banga, Meka, and Ham all sitting outside.
“What’s up, B?” Ham asked, giving Smooth dap.
Meka stood up and gave him a big hug and kiss.
“Good to see ya again, daddy. Are you gonna have time for me?”
“Hell ya, baby!”
“You got those three?”
“Yeah, come on,” Smooth said, leading Banga around to the trunk. Popping open the trunk, Smooth reached in, grabbed the bag, and handed it to Banga.
“Come on. I’ll get your money,” he replied, leading
Smooth and the others into the apartment.
Banga went over to the table, dumped out the kilos, and then started stuffing money into the bag. Once he was finished, he zipped up the bag and handed it back to Smooth.
“Hey Meka!”
“Yeah?”
“Let me put this in the car, and then I’ll be right back.’
“Okay, daddy.”
Smooth ran the money out to the car and returned.
“Come on daddy,” Meka said, grabbing Smooth’s hand and leading him to the back bedroom.
Once they were in and the doors closed, Meka started taking off her clothes.
“Come on, get undressed!”
When they were both naked, she pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top. Sliding down on his hard cock, she gasped and sat still for a minute, biting her bottom lip. Then she started riding his cock up and down until they both started to cum at the same time.
“Thank you, daddy, for letting me please you. Mmmmm!”
She slid down and took his soft cock into her mouth. Within minutes, she had him hard again. The way she was deep throating him, and humming while she sucked him dick, was driving him crazy, until he emptied his load in her mouth. She kept sucking until he was bone dry.
“Shit, you taste good, daddy,” she said, getting up and getting dressed. Following her lead, Smooth then got up and got dressed
“Well, I’m sorry, but I got to go,” he told her.
“That’s okay.”
He kissed her and headed to his car. Outside, he saw Banga so he stopped to give him dap.
“I’m outta here, dawg.”
“Alright, catch ya next time.”
* * *
On the way home, Smooth started thinking of his last talk with Miranda. The stuff she said was real. He had enough money to get out of the game and go legal, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t explain it. The streets called to him. He grew up on the streets. The streets were all he really knew. The streets were his house.
As he continued thinking about this, his phone rang. Looking at the display, he didn’t recognize the number.
“Hello?”
“Hey Smooth?”
“Who is this?” Smooth asked.
“It’s me, Missy.”
“Oh, hey baby girl. What’s good?”
“Just thinking about you, wanting to know if you’d want to hang out.”
“Sure. Where you at?”
“My apartment.”
“Alright. Give me 30 minutes, and I’ll be there.”
“Okay, see you then.”
Smooth reached his apartment building as he was hanging up. He rushed upstairs, opened the door, and as soon as he entered, he was almost knocked off his feet by Zorro.
“Hey there, big guy. Ready for a walk?” he asked, grabbing Zorro’s leash.
After he walked Zorro, he took a quick shower and then put on a Polo Ralph Lauren outfit with some Bottega Veneta boots and headed out the door. Five minutes later, he was at Missy’s door. Before he could knock, the door opened.
“You said 30 minutes. It’s been 45 minutes!”
“Sorry.”
“No problem. I’m just busting you balls.”
“So what are we gonna do?”
“Figured we’d lay around my place and watch some movies.”
“Sounds good.”
“I got chips, dip, and rum with Mountain Dew.”
“Yum . . . perfect.”
Sitting on the couch and eating, they started to watch White House Down with Jamie Foxx and Channing Tatum.
“Don’t know about you, but I’m starving, and these chips ain’t working,” Smooth said.
“Well, let’s order a pizza.”
“Meat lover’s deep dish.”
“Sounds good. I’ll go order it,” she said, going to the kitchen. He paused the movie so she wouldn’t miss anything. She returned in a few minutes and sat back down on the couch.
“They said it would be about 30 minutes.”
“Thought it was 30 minutes or less . . . or it’s free”
“That’s Domino’s. I ordered Pizza Hut.”
“Shit, Pizza Hut has the best pizza.”
“Back to the movie!” she said, grabbing the remote from him and pushing play.
“Do you think this could really happen?”
“What?”
“Terrorists taking over the White House?”
“I don’t know. That place is built like Fort Knox, but armed better. Those Secret Service people don’t play around.”
Knock, knock, knock.
“That must be the pizza. I’ll get it,” Smooth said, getting up and going to the door. Sure enough, it was the pizza. Smooth gave the guy a $20 and told him to keep the change. Walking back to the couch, Smooth set the pizza on the coffee table, opened the box, pulled out a piece, and took a big bite.
“Now this is what I’m talking about!” he said.
“Mmmmmm . . . this is good!”
“Yes, it is!”
They sat there and ate the pizza while they finished watching the movie. When the movie was over, Missy said, “Now it’s time for my favorite movie: Pretty Woman.”
“That’s your favorite movie?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Just asking. Let’s watch it.”
Smooth was actually enjoying the movie. About 35 minutes into the movie, a sex scene made Smooth’s dick get hard. He adjusted himself, trying to make room for his hard-on. Missy noticed and leaned over and undid his pants. Pulling them down, she pulled out his hard cock and put it in her mouth.
“Mmmm,” she mumbled, when she placed it into her wet mouth. She began to suck it.
“Damn!” Smooth answered, as he grabbed Missy’s hair and started fucking her mouth like a pussy.
“Mmmmm . . . mmmm,” Missy moaned, as the juices ran down her mouth and neck.
Smooth continued to fuck her mouth until he came inside her mouth. She continued sucking until she swallowed all his cum.
“Get up and get undressed” Smooth ordered Missy.
After she undressed, Smooth, told her to bend over the couch. She did as she was told. Smooth grabbed her around the waist and slid all the way into her tight pussy, causing her to gasp. He pulled out and then slid back in hard and fast.
“Yessss . . . give it to me, baby,” she moaned.
With every moan, he fucked her harder. Her moans and gasps really turned him on. He continued to pound her pussy until she came. Once she came, Smooth laid her on the floor, put her legs on his shoulders, and slid off in her. He continued to fuck her until he busted a nut in her. Afterwards, he lay down beside her on the floor trying to catch his breath.
“I think we missed the movie,” Missy joked.
“That’s alright; I had my own pretty woman to entertain me.”
“Very entertaining.”
“Glad to hear that. You weren’t bad yourself.”
“Are you kidding me? I’m the best!”
“Yeah, you are.”
“Thanks. Now do we rewind the movie, or do we just start another one?”
“Let’s start another one.”
They spent the rest of the night watching movies until Smooth and Missy began to doze off.
“Let’s go to bed,” Missy suggested.
Smooth fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Chapter 13
After knocking on Amanda’s door, he waited for her to answer. When she did, she stood on her tippy toes to give him a kiss.
“You had me so worried.”
“I know I said I’d be here Sunday, but something came up and I couldn’t make it.”
“I waited all day and all night. You could have at least called me.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
“I forgive you, but don’t let it happen again, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Now, come on in,” she said, as she led him into the kitchen and poured him a drink. After taking a s
ip, it burned all the way down.
“What the hell is this?”
“It’s Jack Daniels. I’m out of rum.”
“Next time warn me.”
“Don’t be a baby. Just drink it,” she replied playfully. She was looking sexy as always, wearing tight low-riding jeans, a tight belly shirt, and sandals.
“Shit, ma, you looking good in that outfit. You plan on going out or something?”
“Nah, just gonna go get my nails done and do some shopping.”
“You need a ride?”
“Nope. Got my girlfriend is coming over. We do it once or twice a week.”
“Just make sure you all are careful. It’s a crazy world out there.”
“I know.”
“Here’s your money,” he said, handing her an envelope.
“Your stuff’s all in the bag.”
“Alright. I guess I’m gonna get ghost before your friend shows. I’ll see you in a few days.”
“I’ll be looking forward to it.”
Smooth gave her a kiss and then headed out to his car. He opened the trunk with the remote, threw the bag in, and closed it. Getting behind the wheel, he put on a Big Sean CD, cranked it up, and then headed to Ronny’s.
* * *
Smooth saw Guru’s blacked-out Dodge Charger sitting behind Ronny’s Lexus. Smooth looked around. Not seeing anything out of place, he got out and walked up to Ronny’s door. He could hear Flo-Rida bumping inside. Smooth banged on the door loud, so Ronny could hear over the music.
Ronny opened the door and screamed, “Damn, why you trying to knock a nigga’s door down?”
“Just wanted you to hear me over the music.”
“We heard you. Damn, thought the police were at my door the way you were banging!”
“Can I come in or we gonna stand here all day?”
“Come on in.”
When Smooth got inside, he saw Guru playing Xbox while sitting on the couch.
“So what’s good, my nigga?” Ronny asked.
“Nothing. Just thought I’d pop up and see what’s happening.”
“Business is doing good. No problems lately.”
“Well, I’m gonna be going out of town on Tuesday, and won’t be back until probably Thursday.”
“Alright, we should be good ‘til then with two more.”
“Shit, I forgot! Be right back,” Smooth said and he ran out to his car, looked around, popped the trunk, pulled out the bag with the four cooked keys, and came back inside.
