by CJ Hudson
“Nigger, what the fuck are you doing with my daughter?” Dryer screamed at Hank.
“Daughter? What the hell are you talking about?”
Not even bothering to offer a response, Dryer swung wildly at Hank. Hank easily avoided Dryer’s attempt to take his head off.
“What the fuck wrong with you?” Hank yelled.
Dryer then swung a wild left-handed punch at Hank. Hank ducked under the punch, sidestepped, and caught Dryer with a bone-crunching right hook to the ribs. Dryer crumbled to his knees. Hank drew back to finish him off just as Nancy walked back out of the house.
“Daddy!”
“Don’t worry ’bout it, baby,” Hank said. “Daddy got it all under control.”
“Not you, Hank, him,” she said, pointing at Dryer. “He’s my father for real.”
“What?” Hank said in shock as he looked at Dryer. Seizing the opportunity, Dryer, still gasping for air, quickly pulled his pistol from his holster.
“Daddy, no!” Nancy’s pleas fell on deaf ears as Dryer aimed and shot Hank in the foot.
“Ah shit,” Hank screamed as he fell to the ground. Dryer then struggled to his feet. As Nancy stood there in shock, Dryer smashed Hank on the top of his head with the handle of his .357 Magnum. Hank blacked out immediately, and Nancy was left standing there, begging her father not to kill him.
“Daddy, what the hell are you doing?”
“What the hell am I doing?” he screamed. “What the hell are you doing? You fucking niggers now?”
Embarrassed and stunned, Nancy ran back into the house and slammed the door.
“Open this door, Nancy! Open this damn door!”
Nancy ignored her father as she rushed back over to the nightstand, where Hank had left her a small amount of powder, and she began to snort. In a matter of minutes, she transcended to a world where she was the only inhabitant on the planet.
* * *
Bobby drove down the street with a huge smile on his face. He was in a good mood after meeting Tammy at Cookie’s party and getting to know her. Although he knew that it wasn’t any of his business to get involved in scuffles that didn’t concern him, Bobby just couldn’t help himself. When he saw a beautiful sister about to get strong-armed by two thugs, he felt like he had no choice but to step in and save the damsel in distress. He hoped that Tammy wouldn’t be too upset with him for showing up at her house unannounced. After Tammy left the party, Bobby did a little palm greasing to find out where she lived. He gave Cookie $50 to find out her address. Cookie then went to Nancy and lied to her, saying that she was having another party on New Year’s Eve and needed Tammy’s address to formally send her an invitation.
Nancy smelled a rat and wanted to question Cookie as to why she couldn’t just go and ask Tammy herself, but with Hank promising to get her high and screw her brains out, Nancy’s priorities shifted.
With Tammy’s address locked into his brain, Bobby pulled up in front of Tammy’s place of residence. To calm his nerves, Bobby quickly fired up a blunt. When he felt that he was ready to face the storm, Bobby got out of his whip, walked up to the door, and knocked.
Tammy had tossed and turned all night. The fact that her mother had taken the word of a virtual stranger over her own children left her with an unsettling feeling. She was going to have to watch Steve’s perverse ass. “Shit!” Tammy yelled as she grabbed her head and shook it from side to side. It was killing her that she couldn’t remember where she had seen Steve before. She was also worried about her brother. She had no idea where he was.
Although they had gotten into an altercation the day before, she was willing to put that on the back burner just to know that he was safe. She’d called and texted him no fewer than ten times, and he still hadn’t responded. She knew that, even though Hakim was her brother, she would much rather he be somewhere up in some pussy than hanging out with his newfound friends. With attitude in tow, Tammy rolled out of bed. It didn’t help her mood that she had to be at work in an hour and a half.
Even though she had taken a shower before she went to bed, the thought of Steve seeing her naked had her still feeling dirty, so she decided to take another one. She quickly walked out of the room and made her way down to the bathroom. The sweet aroma of bacon, sausage, pancakes, and maple syrup slid through her nostrils, causing her mouth to water. Tammy couldn’t get into the shower fast enough. As fast as she could, she cleaned herself, rinsed the soap away, and dried off. She put her clothes on in record time as her stomach started to growl.
She had spent so much time talking to Bobby at the party that when Ivory was ready to go, she hadn’t eaten a thing. Checking her watch, she had just enough time to grab a bite to eat and get to work on time. Tammy then hurried downstairs. She was beyond famished. The second she walked into the kitchen, her mood got instantly worse. With Steve sitting where Hakim usually sat, Tammy and her mother locked eyes with each other. Neither woman said a word as they stared at each other. Tammy finally broke the contest as she walked over to the cabinet and took out a plate. She shot Steve a death stare as she went over to the stove and fixed herself some breakfast.
When she sat down, her mother looked at her plate with a raised eyebrow. Tammy knew why, though. Her mother wasn’t used to her having that much food on her plate, but as hungry as she was, Tammy wasn’t going to have any problem finishing off the meal. At this point, she really didn’t care if she was going to be late to work. All she wanted to do was eat. For several minutes, no one said a word.
“Have you heard from Hakim?” Janice asked, breaking the silence.
Tammy looked up into her mother’s face and could tell that she was clearly worried about her son. “Nope,” Tammy said, continuing to eat. After the way her mother treated them the night before, Tammy wasn’t about to give her any sympathy.
“He could have at least called,” Steve mumbled to Janice.
“And you could be minding your own damn business!” Tammy snapped. “You don’t know me or my brother, so you need to attend to your own affairs!”
“Hey, all I’m saying is—”
“I don’t give a damn about what you’re saying! This is all your fault to begin with!”
“Okay, you two, that’s enough,” Janice said, although she was only looking at Tammy when she said it. “Steve is right. Hakim could have at least called me and let me know that he was okay.”
Tammy looked at her mother like she had never seen her before today. I can’t believe she’s defending this asshole again. Damn, is the dick that good to her?
“Mom, are you serious? Do you even hear yourself right now? The way you acted toward him last night, we’ll be lucky if he comes home at all.”
Tears formed in the corners of Janice’s eyes. Although she meant what she said about it being her house and that she could have anybody she wanted up in there, she never meant for her son to leave. She had hoped that he would just storm off and go into his room like he normally did when he got pissed off. She never thought that he would leave the house.
“Excuse me,” she said as she got up from the table. Janice sniffled as she headed toward the bathroom to wipe her eyes.
While she was gone, Steve saw it as an opportunity to get closer to Tammy. “Look, I’m not trying to cause any trouble around here,” he said to her.
“Oh, really? Is that why your perverse ass was peeping through the bathroom door at me?”
“As I said last night, your brother was mistaken. I would never do anything like that.”
“Hmmph. We’ll see. And another thing. Where the fuck do I know you from? I know I’ve seen you somewhere before.”
“I don’t know,” Steve answered. “Maybe you saw me in the movies. People have told me that I look like Harry Belafonte.”
“I don’t know about Harry Belafonte, but I do know that I’ve seen your ass somewhere before. So why don’t you just save me the investigative work and tell me where I know you from?”
Tammy watched as Steve got noticeably
nervous. Tiny beads of sweat formed on his upper lip, but before Tammy could question him any further, Janice came back into the kitchen. Her eyes were red and slightly swollen. When Janice sat back down at the table, Tammy reached for her hand.
“Mama, I’m sorry. I never meant to—” Before Tammy could even finish her sentence, Janice held up her hand and cut her off.
“Don’t even worry about it,” she said with a slight attitude.
I don’t know what the hell she has an attitude about, Tammy thought. She’s the one who chose to believe a damn man over her kids. Tammy’s head then snapped around at the sound of the door chime.
“Is that the doorbell?” she asked. “I thought it was broken.”
“It was, but Steve fixed it,” Janice said as she placed her hand on top of Steve’s. Tammy rolled her eyes and let out a loud snort. Before she could get up to answer the door, Janice asked Steve, “Can you get that for me, honey?”
Tammy stared laser beams at Steve as he walked out of the kitchen with his head held high. “He’s answering the door now? Why don’t you just give his ass a set of keys and let him move the hell in?”
“I just might do that, Ms. Smart-ass, and make that the last time you cuss in my presence.”
“Unbelievable,” Tammy mumbled as she continued eating her food. She stopped in mid-chew as she heard a familiar voice asking if she was home.
“Who should I tell her is looking for her?” Steve pried.
Tammy jumped up from the table in a flash. Seeing the speed at which her daughter left the table, Janice followed her with a concerned look on her face.
“Hold up,” Tammy shouted. “Why are you questioning someone who’s here to see me?”
“I just thought—”
“Whatever you thought, it’s none of your business who comes here looking for me! She’s your woman, not me,” Tammy said as she pointed at her mother. “So, tend to your business and stay out of mine!” Before Steve or Janice could respond, Tammy grabbed Bobby by the hand and led him off the porch.
“Where is your car?” she asked.
“My truck is right there,” he said as he pointed to a blue GMC.
“Let’s get in for a second,” she said. As soon as they were inside, Tammy lit into him. “First of all, Bobby, I don’t appreciate you showing up on my doorstep unannounced. And just how the hell did you know where I live anyway?”
“Whoa, pump ya brakes. Look, I’m sorry for just popping up like this. I just remembered from our conversation last night when you said that you had to catch the bus to work this morning. A queen like you shouldn’t be getting on no damn bus.”
Tammy’s insides melted. As hard as she tried, she just couldn’t suppress the smile that had made its way to her lips. “Thank you,” she said, beaming. “But that still doesn’t explain how you found out where I live.”
“I did a little asking around for that info. Money talks and bullshit walks.”
Tammy’s pussy started doing cartwheels. She couldn’t believe that Bobby cared enough about her after just meeting her to pay for her address. She was flattered that he wanted to pick her up and take her to work. So much so, in fact, that tears came to her eyes.
“You gonna let me take you to work or what?”
“Let me go and get my purse,” she said, smiling.
Bobby watched as Tammy used smooth, graceful strides to make her way up the steps and into her house. He was tired and sleepy as hell but saw a great opportunity to get closer to Tammy by taking her to work. As soon as he dropped her off, he was going to go straight home and catch some much-needed z’s.
Tammy was all smiles as she bolted up the stairs to get her purse. Bobby made her feel like a giddy schoolgirl. She’d only met him the night before, but there was something about him that made her stomach do backflips. After grabbing her cell phone off of her dresser, she looked at it and saw that she had a text message.
Sorry I haven’t been answering my phone, sis. I just didn’t feel like talking about what happened with Mama and her bitch-ass boyfriend last night. Just know that I’m okay.
Tammy’s smile got even brighter. Knowing that Hakim was okay made her feel much better. Tammy ran back down the stairs and into the kitchen. She could almost feel her mother’s eyes on the back of her head as she quickly emptied her plate and put it in the sink.
“I guess you’re in a hurry,” Janice said dryly.
“You know I have to work today.”
“I don’t know why yo’ ass is rushing when you have that Snoop Dogg look-alike out there ready to give you a lift in his thugged-out truck.”
Tammy ignored her mother’s comment and headed for the door. She couldn’t get out of the house fast enough.
“Where did you meet that thug?” Janice asked.
Tammy stopped dead in her tracks. She couldn’t believe that her mother had the nerve to question her about Bobby when she kept her in the dark for so long about Steve.
“Let me see if I’ve got this straight,” she said after turning and facing her mother. “You want to question me about a friend of mine when you tried to keep this dude a secret for so long?” she asked while pointing at Steve. “That sounds kind of hypocritical to me.”
It took Janice all of two seconds to get all up in Tammy’s face. “Did you just call me a fucking hypocrite? Who in the fuck do you think you talking to?”
Seeing the fire in her mother’s eyes, Tammy backed up a little. “I’m not calling you anything. I’m just saying that your question sounds like a double standard to me. I have to go, Mama,” Tammy said after seeing that her mother was getting angrier by the second.
After Tammy walked out the door, Janice went over to the window and peered out. She watched sadly as Tammy disappeared into Bobby’s truck. She couldn’t help but wonder if she was losing her children.
Seeing that she was upset, Steve walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. “It’s okay, baby,” he whispered into her ear.
Janice then turned to him and looked him directly in the eyes. “Steve, I have to ask. Were you . . . I mean, is my son telling the truth about seeing you looking through the bathroom keyhole at Tammy?”
“I already told you that I didn’t do no bullshit like that!”
“I’m sorry. It’s just that Hakim sounded so convincing when he was talking about it.”
“I can’t believe this bullshit,” Steve yelled. “You know what? I don’t have to take this shit! I’m the fuck up outta here!” Steve headed toward the door, and just like he knew she would, Janice stopped him before he even came close to leaving.
“No! Please don’t leave,” she begged with tears leaking out of her eyes.
“If I’m gonna hang around here, you gonna have to start trusting me. I ain’t got time to be arguing with you about ya fucking grown-ass kids! Either you control them muthafuckas, or I’m out!”
“Okay. I’ll keep them outta your way.”
With Janice down on her knees, practically begging Steve not to leave, he bent down to her level and kissed her on the lips. He then pulled her up by her arm and swept her off her feet.
“I’m sorry I made you cry, sweetheart,” he said while nibbling on her earlobe. “Let daddy make you feel better.” Steve then sat her on the kitchen table and spread her legs. He smiled when he saw that she didn’t have any panties on.
“Wait, Hakim might come home,” she said when his head dipped between her legs.
“So? Let his ass come,” he said as he started licking around her pubic hair.
“No, I can’t take the chance that he . . . Oooo shit!” Janice screamed in delight when Steve gently bit her clit. “Oh, my God, you gon’ make me cum!” Just before she got ready to cum, Steve abruptly stopped.
“No, pleeeassse don’t stop!”
Steve smiled wickedly as he unbuckled his belt. Seeing the lust in Janice’s eyes, Steve slowed down. He wanted to make her wait. He wanted to tease her.
“Stop fucking teasing me!”
Steve laughed maniacally as Janice reached down and ripped his pants open. Her mouth watered as Steve’s nine-and-a-half-inch dick sprang out. Before she met Steve, Janice hadn’t had sex in over a year. She was sexually starved and deprived of satisfaction. So when Steve gave her the hammer for an hour straight, Janice fell face-first in love. Steve made her have no fewer than eight orgasms that night, and that fact alone gave him the power to tell her the sky was purple when it was blue.
“Give it to me, pleeassee,” she begged. Satisfied with her pleading, Steve then grabbed her roughly by the neck and threw her on the floor. Janice screamed at the top of her lungs when Steve threw her legs on his shoulders and drove every inch of his man meat into her dripping womb.
“Ooohh, my God!”
“Shut up, bitch! You know you want this dick!” Steve yelled.
For the next fifteen minutes, Steve battered Janice’s insides. When he got ready to come, Steve pulled out and squirted on her stomach. After rubbing Steve’s babies into her skin, Janice collapsed onto her side with a satisfied smile on her face. With her passed out on the floor, Steve then went up to Tammy’s room and went through her drawers. His dick instantly became hard again when he came across a pair of her Victoria’s Secret panties. He put them up to his nose and sniffed. Then he put them in his mouth and started sucking on them as he masturbated right there on the floor.
Chapter 19
After waking up and feeling an arm draped across his chest, Hakim’s eyes popped open. He looked up to the ceiling first and then to his right. It took him a minute to realize that he wasn’t in his own bed. Hearing light snoring, Hakim looked to his left and saw Nikki lying there with a smile on her face. His memory of the night before slowly started to return. Nikki soon interrupted that thought as she ran her hand down his thigh and grabbed his dick.
“Good morning, baby,” she said as she kissed his bare chest. “You ready to please me some more?”
