Life After Sadie

by Natalie Weber

Serenity licked on Heaven’s neck and moved up to her lips. “Heaven ... Can I taste it?” she asked between hot kisses.

  “Are you sure? Shouldn’t we stop? Do you want to take it that far? What if my brother walks in?” Heaven spit out faster than a bullet.

  Serenity continued to play with the silky liquid flowing on her fingers. “It could just be our little ... Heaven, I know the way you look at me. You want it just as bad as I do, so I think it’s time to act on it and really see if we want this.” Her breathing became heavy as she continued to please Heaven.

  Heaven spread her legs wider, and Serenity’s fingers probed deeper.

  Serenity pulled Heaven’s skirt up and slipped her panties off. Heaven spread her legs and cooed as Serenity’s tongue touched her swollen, aching clit. She moved her tongue back and forth and sucked Heaven’s bald pussy. Serenity could hear Heaven reaching her peak.

  “Oh ... yes ... Please, don’t stop ... Suck it, Serenity . . . yes, baby ... I’m gonna cum.” Heaven’s moans were getting louder.

  Serenity quickly covered Heaven’s mouth to muffle her sounds. She moved her tongue faster over her throbbing clit and placed three fingers deep inside her.

  “Ahhh ...” Heaven clutched Serenity’s head, while pressing her face hard between her quivering legs.

  Serenity licked her flowing nectar slowly, allowing her miniorgasm to spill over into her mouth.

  Heaven’s body was now on cloud nine. All she wanted to do was lie next to Serenity and explore every inch of her body. Heaven jumped up almost kicking Serenity when she heard her office phone ring. In a split second, she looked at the door and answered the phone, “Hello?”

  “Heaven, can you stop bullshittin’ with Serenity and get the fuck out here? This shit has to be right. You know what I mean?” Cass spoke into his cell.

  “Okay, I’ll be there shortly,” Heaven said in her calmest voice. She waited for a response but could hear her brother talking to the chef. She was relieved to know he was in the kitchen all the way in the basement. She had time, but her movements had to be fast. She hung up the phone knowing he wouldn’t care.

  “Serenity, we gots to move swiftly”—she kissed her lips. “Cass could come this way!” Heaven buttoned her blouse and fixed her disheveled look.

  “Oh, shit, Heaven!” Serenity ran into the bathroom in the office and washed her face, then applied some light makeup.

  Serenity looked Heaven over and tamed a loose strand of hair lingering over her eye.

  Heaven looked at Serenity. “Just perfect. Now let’s go before ...”

  As Heaven opened the door, Rico was standing there just about to knock.

  “Rico, shit, you scared me! What the fuck!” Heaven hoped he wasn’t standing there long.

  “Sorry, Heaven, but Cass called me and said to get extra cash from your office for the till tonight,” Rico said, explaining his appearance.

  “Oh, okay, well, there’s a thousand dollars in various bills on my desk. Just go in and grab it,” Heaven said, itching to get out of his face.

  Serenity nudged Heaven to move forward and head out to the lounge.

  “Okay, no problem. I’ll lock it when I leave,” Rico assured her.

  Heaven headed down the short hall with Serenity whispering behind her, “You sure about that? He won’t take nothin’, will he?”

  “Nah, he’s my number-one employee. There’s no funny business with him when it comes to his job. His personal life, well, that’s a whole other story,” Heaven said confidently.

  Rico walked into the room and detected a sweet smell. He searched the desk for the money, but it wasn’t there. He looked on the floor in front of her desk and still didn’t see it. He moved envelopes, invoices, some more paperwork, and it wasn’t there. He walked behind the desk and looked under it. What he discovered was a black laced thong on top of the stack of money. That’s why they were so thrown off by me at the door. I knew it! I knew Heaven was gay. His thoughts of finding out his boss was gay were gratifying. He finally could speak freely about his personal life without offending her.

  Rico grabbed the money and placed the thong on her chair and pushed her chair in. He wanted to let her know he knew of her little episode. He was no dummy, and blackmail is a bitch when negotiating a rise. This way, maybe I won’t have to work so hard and still have cash rolling in, at least until she comes outta that closet! Rico snapped his fingers, pleased about his new discovery.

  Chapter 10

  A spanking new Continental Supersports Convertible ISR pulled to the front of the restaurant, followed by a Maserati GranTurismo S and two top-of-the-line Benzes. Cass rushed to the front of the restaurant to greet his special guests and guide them through to the VIP area. He didn’t have any trouble getting through the now-growing crowd because his security did their job. He walked through with pride and saw Heaven standing in front of the VIP area. She introduced herself as they took their seats. They were all smiles.

  “Now, let’s get some of this food I been hearing about,” someone from the entourage spoke loudly.

  “No problem. I got the chef working on somethin’ as we speak. Is anyone allergic to anything?” Cass asked.

  “Nope,” they all said in unison.

  “Okay, well, you guys enjoy and please don’t hesitate to ask any of the waitresses here for anything,” Cass said before leaving the room with Heaven following behind him.

  Heaven stopped in front of the entrance and whispered in the security guard’s ear, “No one gets in or out but the waitresses. If our guests want to take their party to the lounge area, call me immediately.”

  Serenity sat at the bar watching Cass and Heaven do their thing. Her thoughts swirled around her head like a category-four hurricane. What the fuck did I just do? My God, I thought my feelings were over. I’m the one who initiated the entire thing. What the fuck is wrong with me? But I liked it. I wanted it badly! She was interrupted when Rico tapped her hand.

  “You want a drink?” Rico asked, leaning closer to her.

  “Nah, I’m good. I think I’m gonna leave,” Serenity answered.

  “Why? This place is about to be jumpin’ in a hot minute,” he shouted. “Who knows you might just get some . . .” Rico lowered his voice.

  “What?” Serenity couldn’t hear him over the noise in the dining area. She turned the stool around and stood up. She could see Cass walking toward her and Heaven heading to the lounge area.

  “Hey, baby, you not leaving, right? The night is just beginning,” Cass said, opening his arms for a hug and a kiss.

  “Baby, I think I’m going home. This ain’t my kinda thing, you know that. This growing crowd only scares me,” Serenity voiced sweetly.

  “Oh, I see. So, you sayin’ you don’t feel safe?” Cass raised his eyebrows.

  “No, nothing like that. I would rather be home, that’s all. Besides, I got some reading to catch up with.” Serenity assured him everything was fine.

  Cass kissed her lips gently. “All right, but let me get someone to walk you to your car, okay?”

  “Yeah, that might be a good idea,” she agreed.

  He pulled out his iPhone and spoke briefly into it. Three minutes later, Serenity was being escorted out the back exit to her car by a six foot four giant. He reminded her of Michael Clarke Duncan, the actor from The Green Mile. She safely reached her car, and he waited for her to drive off.

  Shawn P saw all the expensive cars that lined the block. He was impressed and definitely would have to give his props to Cass. There was a line around the block trying to get into the place.

  “Damn, what the fuck! Everybody and they momma tryin’ to party over here tonight,” Stuckey said, looking at the expanding crowd.

  “Yeah, you better park this shit in the lot over there. Let’s just hope it ain’t filled up already,” Shawn P suggested.

  Stuckey pulled into the lot, hopped out of the car, and took the ticket from the attendant. “Yo, keep that shit close by.” Stuckey handed him a crisp f
ifty-dollar bill and walked out of the parking garage.

  They both walked past the crowd to the front entrance. Females were shouting for the two men to take them in with them and what they would do if they did. Stuckey and Shawn laughed at all their suggestions and promises. They approached a six foot five male dressed in a well-stitched Brooks Brothers suit.

  “Shawn P and guest. I’m sure my name is on the list,” Shawn P spoke.

  The man looked at a clipboard and said, “Enjoy your night.”

  Upon entering, Shawn P scanned the room for any not-so-friendly invitees. He rubbed his eyes and turned around to face Stuckey. “Yo, our luck done happened. Look straight-ahead by the bar.”

  “Oh, wow! Ain’t that the bitch there talkin’ to your boy, Mr.-Ready-to-Please? You can see the drool drippin’ from his grill when he talkin’ to her,” Stuckey laughed.

  “Hell, this is sweet! Our plans have changed,” Shawn said, smiling at the crowd.

  “It looks like she leavin’. She got some dude walking her out of the back exit,” Stuckey spoke her every move.

  “A’ight, Stuckey. I think your time in Detroit will be ending soon. I just hope he ain’t already knee-deep in it. You know what I mean?” Shawn turned around to see her stepping out of the exit.

  “Yeah, pussy can definitely get you in a situation,” Stuckey added, not realizing the impact of his words.

  “Go get the car and follow that bitch. Now I can go feel this nigga out,” Shawn barked at him.

  Stuckey moved quickly to follow Shawn’s direct order.

  Stuckey sat in the rental on a quiet tree-lined block. He saw Serenity walk into the house. He pulled out his phone and texted Shawn P.

  I know where she stay.

  Stuckey’s phone vibrated.

  I want u Stuckey. I’m playing with my pussy n u not here 2 watch.

  He looked at the message on his screen and saw there was a picture attached to it. He saw two fingers spreading apart a pair of wet lips of a phat pink pussy. Her clit was fully visible. His dick jumped, knowing who the sender was. He dialed the hotel number and requested to be patched through to her room. He spoke softly into the phone. “You want me to stick tongue in that hole, baby ...?” He massaged his crotch.

  “No, I want somethin’ stiff and big ... You coming in soon? It’s so wet, Stuckey,” Tootsie teased.

  “Ow, baby, just hold off. I’ma get there soon enough to stick my big, black dick in your wet, sweet pussy.”

  “I can’t wait. You better strip once you hit the door,” Tootsie said in her sexiest voice and hung up the phone.

  Stuckey held on to his dick and looked around. He saw that no one was coming or going so he whipped out his cock and jerked off to Tootsie’s naked pictures she sent. She’d been feeding him her pussy day and night, whenever and wherever since that first time. His mind was slipping on what she was really there for.

  Cass’s face beamed as he walked through his lounge. Everyone was enjoying themselves, and his rap superstar guests were happy, bumping to the music with some high-priced hoes. He noticed Shawn P standing in front of the bar not bumping to the newest hit from Jay-Z. He walked over to him. “Yo, you good?”

  “Yeah, man. This shit is live! I can’t get over the crowd still tryin’ to get in,” Shawn stroked his ego.

  “Yeah, that shit is bonkers out there. We got like an hour left before I have to shut this place down. I don’t need no tickets from the boys in blue, know what I mean?” Cass bopped his head to the beat of the music.

  “Yo, your girl must be pissed at you with shit like this poppin’ off. And, you know it will only get worse with the exposure you gonna get tonight. You might need to buy the lot next door and expand this lounge area,” Shawn offered some advice.

  “Nah, nah, Serenity ain’t big on crowds, so she don’t care. But you right about expanding. I’m only allowed a max of 116 people in this area,” Cass stated as he panned the room.

  Shawn P knew that Cass didn’t do his homework on his little girlfriend and knew nothing of his connection with her. He didn’t want to press him with questions about Serenity so he just leaned back against the bar and pretended he was enjoying the music. In reality, he was thinking hard about how he was gonna get Cass to give up Serenity for good and how much money he would have to part with to make it happen.

  Chapter 11

  It was a Monday night, and Iris seated herself in the far back corner table in perfect view of all entrances into the restaurant. She rested her bag on the chair next to her. It was her third trip to Detroit from D.C. for the month. She loved the money she was making, so she didn’t care about how many trips she had to make. As long as Carla and Cass kept the girls coming, her retirement fund was building by the day. She had almost a quarter of a million dollars stashed from their business alone. She wasn’t even counting the twenty Gs a month she was getting with her drug connects.

  The waitress came over to take her order.

  “Can I just have the peach cobbler with a scoop of vanilla ice cream, please?” Iris asked her and handed her back the menu.

  She could see Cass walking toward her table with a smile.

  “Hey, lady,” he said, kissing her on her cheek.

  “Hello, Cass, you seem to be in a good mood,” Iris commented.

  “Why shouldn’t I be? I’m in the presence of someone far greater than I,” Cass laid the compliment on thick.

  “Come on, Cass, you know flattery will get you nowhere with me,” Iris’s tone was cold. She looked at the bar and could see a beautiful woman standing there with her arms folded.

  “Okay, then, I guess business it is,” Cass said a little disappointed.

  “Who’s that at the bar, Cass? She look like she about to let into your bartender. I ain’t never seen her sexy figure around here before. Don’t tell me you keeping all the hot chicks for this place?” Iris continued to stare at Heaven.

  Cass turned around to see his sister behind the bar with Rico. He turned to face Iris and said, “That’s my sister. She always gettin’ into somebody ass about something.” Cass thought nothing of it at first, but then, it hit him like a ton of bricks. “Iris, my sister is not yours, or anybody else’s, prospect, you hear me? If anything happens to my sister, Ir—”

  “Calm the fuck down. Remember where you at and what you do. Ain’t nobody touchin’ your sister. Just fuckin’ relax!” Iris reached into her bag and pulled out an envelope containing thirty Gs of crisp one-hundred-dollar bills and handed it to him. Money always makes people’s mood change.

  Cass took the money and slipped it into the inside pocket of his blazer. “Thank you, very much. This feels fatter than usual.” His tone showed how quickly his temper switched gears.

  “Yeah, it is. Let’s just say the last two girls you sent my way came with a bonus,” Iris replied with a smile. “So listen, I’m leaving in the morning. Did you get any girls off the bus depot?”

  “I’m working on that. It’s a prime location, and you should know that some of these pimps would cut you and gut you if they knew how we were getting our paper at spots. I ain’t tryin’ to step on anybody toes. Just give me a couple of days and I should have at least two to send to Gary,” Cass assured her.

  “Good, ’cause I just got another request for two more heading to Mexico,” Iris showed her pearly whites.

  His thoughts of his sister being in the clutches of Iris scared him. He knew exactly what happened to the girls when they got picked up from Gary. He knew their future was hopeless. Sometimes his morals would make him feel bad, but his greed for the money suppressed it well. Cass’s phone sounded. He excused himself from the table and waved her a good-bye.

  At the same time, the waitress brought out her order. Iris stopped the waitress from setting the plate down in front of her. “I changed my mind. This kind of treat will increase my size by the mouthful. I’m sorry, but please take this and enjoy the rest of your day.” Iris reached into her purse to retrieve a hundred-dollar bill. S
he looked at the time on her watch. Looks like I’m gonna be late meeting up with this chick, she thought, walking out to hail a cab.

  “Wow, thanks, Miss. You have a good day too,” the waitress said with gratitude.

  Carla awoke from her afternoon nap and waltzed into the kitchen for some water. She noticed Serenity reading the latest release from Carl Weber on the sofa as she walked by. Carla returned to the living room with a glass of water in her hands. “Good book?” she asked Serenity.

  “Hmm ...” Serenity continued reading as if a question were not posed to her.

  “Okay, I guess it must be good ’cause your ass ain’t even look up,” Carla spoke out loud, knowing Serenity wasn’t paying her no mind. “What’s up with you? Like you don’t talk to me no more. What, am I not giving you space?”

  “Oh my God, Carla, please! I’m fucking just reading a book. I don’t want to talk. Ain’t nothing wrong with me, but I should be asking you if anything’s wrong.” Serenity stood up and walked to the china cabinet. She stretched to the top of it and picked up an envelope and threw it at Carla. “When were you going to tell me that we might be losing the house? I didn’t know you took out a second mortgage.”

  “Oh, that’s old. Look at the date. It was like a month ago. Everything is good now. Who the fuck you think you barking at anyway?” Carla shouted back.

  Serenity scanned the paper for the date. It is a month ago! Her face flushed with embarrassment. “Sorry,” Serenity said in a low, defeated voice.

  “We ain’t losing Momma house,” Carla stated loudly, then continued in a calmer tone, “Where the fuck you been anyway? I don’t see you around here anymore.”

  Serenity walked back over to the sofa and took a seat before she spoke. “Carla, you know my schedule. Between classes and that job I am booked solid!”

  “That ain’t all that’s filling your time. What, think I don’t know that you been seeing Cass almost every night?” Carla asked, beginning to laugh.