Married to a Boss 2

by Lucinda John

  He dried my body off with a large terry cloth towel, then walked over to his iPod touch that was in the speaker dock. I watched as he scrolled down the playlist and tapped on the song he was eagerly searching for.

  All I got is 15 minutes and I wanna get up in it

  Ain’t got no time to talk, just come and break me off

  Ain’t got no time for love, just come and give me some

  Ain’t got no time to talk, just come and break me off

  Marc Nelson’s “15 minutes” played in the background as he walked over to me, dick swinging left from right. He swiped his pussy eating tongue ring across his lips, causing me to wet the bed. He pulled me to the edge of the bed by my ankles, teasing me by licking the insides of my legs. I wanted to grab his head and shove it in my pussy, but he kept moving it.

  He used the pearl on his tongue to tease my love button. I felt his tongue ring enter my pussy as he licked me from the top of my pussy to my ass hole. He licked and chewed on my pussy as if he were in a pie-eating contest gunning for a million-dollar prize. Cole had the type of head that had you wanting to kill any bitch that looked at him wrong.

  “Ssssssssssss,” I hissed pushing his head deeper in my pussy.

  My orgasm was building up with so much pressure that I felt it in my back. Since Cole decided to have a bitch fit, I was long overdue for some dick. I had plans on visiting a sex shop when I left work because my fingers weren’t doing it.

  “Honey, you drive me crazy ma,” he groaned as he slid into me with force, causing me to squirt all over his dick.

  Me driving him crazy? The way he was stroking my pussy had me going bananas.

  “You gon’ fuck around and make me hurt you,” he growled thrusting hard into me.

  “You want me to fuck you up Honey? Is that the side you want to see?” He bit my shoulder blade causing me to scream.

  “Answer me dammit!”

  “Oh Cole, baby, don’t stoooooooooop,” I cried enjoying the way he was punishing my pussy.

  He waited until I started matching his thrust, dying to reach my peak, before he pulled out and sat on the edge of the bed.

  “Why you ain’t tell me Rob had been calling you?”

  “I figured it was his way of trying to get in contact with his son,” I shrugged.

  “That nigga tried to kill me!” he screamed.

  “I know, but he is still Rob Jr.’s father.”

  “Turn over,” he demanded with anger in his eyes.

  I happily got on all fours anticipating my nut.

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  He smacked my ass as he plunged his dick deep in my guts. He yanked my head back and bit hard on my neck while he fucked me. The only sound that could be heard throughout the room was the sound of his skin smacking against mine. The way his balls kept hitting against my clit, had me cumming so hard I collapsed on the bed.

  Cole lifted my leg and fucked me in a scissor position, until we both were cumming. While he laid on his back rolling a blunt, I hopped in the shower and quickly washed my body off. I slipped a sheer nude thong and bra set over my body, as I rummaged through my walk-in closet for something to wear.

  “The fuck you dressing in that sexy shit for?” Cole asked.

  “In case you ain’t notice, all my bras and panties look like this,” I snapped rolling my eyes.

  “Whatever. Where is lil’ man?”

  “He’s with my mother.” I put on a royal blue romper and matched it with a pair of royal blue and gold flats. I snapped my gold watch around my wrist and placed my gold hoops in my ears. I didn’t have time to do anything to my hair, so I brushed it to the best of my ability.

  “How long you gon’ be?” he asked offering me the blunt but I declined.

  “There are ten girls in the wedding party, so I should be done around two at the latest; the wedding starts at six.”

  “Bring my boy when you come home.”

  “Bet.” I grabbed my messenger bag and left the house.

  *****

  I was now doing the last client’s hair, which was the bride. She wanted crinkle curls styled in a braided bun, so I was looking at forty minutes top to be done with her. Although I just made fifteen hundred dollars doing hair, I was tired as fuck. I wanted to have some of my employees help me, but the bride insisted that I did all everyone’s hair.

  My phone kept ringing back to back, as the word ‘blocked caller’ flashed across my screen. Something was telling me to ignore it, but curiosity got the best of me.

  “Hello?” I answered.

  Silence.

  “Rob, I know it’s you. Speak now or I’m changing my damn number,” I huffed.

  “Honey wait, we need to talk.” He sounded so desperate.

  “There is nothing for us to talk about.”

  “Honey, Rob Jr. is still my son.”

  “You should have thought of him before you decided to go around shooting people.”

  “Honey, I’m in some deep shit. I know I probably won’t live to see the rest of this week. Please just let me see my son,” he begged.

  “Rob, I can’t-”

  “Honey, please, I have every right to see my son. According to court orders, I am obligated to have my son twice a week. Honey, please don’t make me take you to court.”

  “Rob, are you threatening me?”

  “Honey, I just want to see my son.”

  “I’m working right now, call me in two hours and we can meet up.”

  “Thank you Honey.”

  Instead of replying, I just hung up the phone. I know it was wrong of me to go see Rob, but it wasn’t like I planned on sleeping with him. The purpose of my visit was for Rob Jr. to spend time with his father. Like Rob said, I was obligated to bring him twice a week. I just hoped this didn’t get back to Cole.

  When I finished the bride’s hair, I took pictures of her and her party for my hair book, and thanked them all for coming. It was still early afternoon, but I decided to take the rest of the day off. I didn’t have anyone scheduled for today, so I told my assistant not to book me for any clients. I searched through my car and found a blazer to put over my romper. I didn’t want Rob to get any funny ideas between us.

  I picked up Rob Jr. from my mother’s and waited for Rob to call me with a location. He tried to get us to meet at his house, but I decided to meet with him at a park instead. I figured if we got caught in a public place, then it wouldn’t look to bad.

  “Look at my boy,” Rob cooed as he picked up our son.

  I was afraid that Rob Jr. wouldn’t recognize his father, but I was wrong. As soon as Rob picked him up, Rob Jr. started to squeal with delight. I sat on the hood of my car, as I watched them play with each other. A smile spread across my face as I watched Rob nurture his son, handling him with ease. Rob was making a bottle for Rob Jr. when my phone started to ring.

  Seeing Cole’s name pop up on the caller ID caused my heart to beat fast. I didn’t want to ignore it and seem suspicious, so I decided to answer it.

  “Hello?”

  “Honey where you at?”

  “I’m at the park with Rob Jr.”

  “I’m heading to the hospital, Ralph woke up.”

  “Really?” I asked surprised Lisa didn’t call me. She was probably wrapped up in his arms and it slipped her mind.

  “I’m riding with Stacks. When you’re done slide through, I’ma need a ride home.”

  We said our goodbyes and hung up the phone, around the same time Rob was walking over to me with a sleeping Rob Jr.

  “Thank you Honey,” Rob said buckling Rob Jr. in his car seat.

  “Anytime.”

  “When can I see him again.”

  “We’ll talk, just stop calling me private.”

  “Ok.”

  “Rob?”

  “Yes.”

  “Did you have anything to do with the shooting that occurred at Ralph’s house?”

  “Do you really want to know?” he asked inching closer to me.

/>   “Never mind.” I turned to get in the car.

  “Honey, I know my days on these streets are limited and I’m willing to sleep in the bed I made. I just want to spend as much time as I can with my boy,” He sadly said. “I wish I could go back in time and redo some shit.”

  “Rob don’t do that, what’s done is done. I will never deny your request in seeing your son, as long as you respect me and my relationship we’re good.”

  “I fucked up big time,” he said, as I got in the car and headed towards the hospital.

  Chapter 13

  Cole

  Before walking in my brother’s hospital room, I thanked God for sparing his life. I didn’t know what I was going to do with myself if I lost him. Stacks and I walked in his hospital room and spotted Lisa straddling his lap, feeding him her tongue.

  “Damn nigga, you can’t wait until they release you?” I asked taking a seat in the chair by the door.

  “I’ma need for y’all to walk out and give me a minute,” Ralph said. His voice was still a little shaky.

  “Damn bru, it only takes a minute?” I joked.

  “Leave my baby alone,” Lisa interjected.

  She gave him another kiss and got up.

  “Baby, I’m going to run to work for a bit, I’ll be back after they leave,” she winked.

  She stopped and gave both Stacks and I a hug, before she grabbed her bag and left the room.

  “How you feeling?” Stacks asked.

  “I’m still having trouble moving parts of my body, but I’m blessed to still be here, so I can’t complain.”

  “I hear you nigga, you gave us a scare,” I said.

  “Man, the fucked up thing was me feeling everything that happened but not being able to be there. I couldn’t be there for my son’s funeral, nor was I able to help Lisa get through losing our baby,” he said with a stressed look on his face.

  “It’s all good bruh, the most important thing is you’re here now.”

  “Stacks, what’s G baby? Why you over there looking like you got the weight of the world on your shoulder?” Ralph asked.

  “Man, you won’t believe the shit that’s been going on,” Stacks replied.

  “Try me.”

  “Some niggas got at Lala, jumped on her and raped her. She lost my baby man.”

  “You deaded them niggas right?” Ralph asked.

  “I was able to catch up with one of the niggas. He gave me one piece of the puzzle but stopped talking, so I offed his ass. That wasn’t the fucked up part… Carla is behind this shit.”

  “Shut the fuck up.” Ralph tried to sit up, but the way he scrunched up his face showed he was in pain.

  “Yes, apparently she’s on some revenge type shit.”

  “I thought she was in jail though?”

  “I did too, until I visited that motherfucker and she had a look alike in there posing to be her.”

  “Man, that bitch wild. Any leads?”

  “Nah, I’m still working on that. The fact that the bitch is somewhere breathing is fucking with me. Now Lala is down my back because I don’t want to have sex with her.”

  “Damn bruh, that’s fucked up.”

  “So you back home with Honey?” Stacks asked me.

  “Wait nigga, you and Honey were beefing?”

  “Yeah, this nigga thought she helped Rob set you up.”

  “It’s not even like that. I was madder at the fact that she knew he was calling her blocked, but lied about it.”

  “So nigga, you back home?” Ralph asked me.

  “Yeah, I’m back. Honey is my heart man, I couldn’t leave her over no shit like that.”

  “Love sick ass nigga,” Ralph spat.

  “Nigga, I know your pussy whipped ass ain’t talking,” I laughed.

  “Y’all tryna party?” Chad said walking in with a bottle of Henny.”

  “Back that up,” I replied grabbing a cup.

  “Y’all motherfuckers wild,” Stacks said grabbing his cup.

  “Yo, pass that nigga a sippy cup,” I joked.

  With a cup in each of our hands, we watched the Miami Heat battle LeBron James.

  “I know who put the hit out on me,” Ralph said out the blue.

  “Spill the beans niggas,” I said.

  “It was DC’s pussy ass.”

  “Say that shit again?” I asked thinking I heard him incorrectly.

  “My pops tryna kill me for what reason I don’t know,” Ralph said to himself.

  “Real shit, stop playing,” I said getting up.

  “You heard me Cole, your daddy is behind this shit.”

  “You got it all wrong it was Rob!” I said not wanting to believe my pops would do some shit like that. I knew him and Ralph didn’t get along, but I didn’t think it was that serious.

  “That nigga came and visited me, pussy ass nigga whispered that shit in my ear.”

  “How would you know Ralph, you were unresponsive.”

  “My ability to hear was still intact. Why would I lie about some shit like this?”

  “Man Ralph, maybe you heard wrong.”

  “I ain’t hear shit wrong. I know what the fuck I heard my boy.”

  “Man, get outta here with that.” I sat back down filled with rage.

  If it was in fact my father that was behind the hit, that placed me in a fuck up situation. Regardless of the fact, my father has been riding with me since day one. Yeah, how he treated Ralph was fucked up, but for a long time he was all I knew. Having to choose between my father and my brother was something I wasn’t prepared to do.

  The room became so quiet that it was hard for me to sit here. Without saying a word, I snatched up my phone and stormed out of the room. Just as I was about to get on the elevator, Honey and lil’ man was coming up. I pushed her back towards the elevator and grabbed the keys from her. I waited until she buckled the baby in his car seat before I pulled off.

  “Are you going to tell me what’s going on?” I could feel her eyes trained on me as she waited for my reply.

  “Too much shit on my mind, I’m headed to Flint to see my pops real quick.”

  “How long you gon’ be gone for?” she asked.

  “Just a few days.”

  When we made it to the house, I fed lil’ man and put him to sleep, while Honey took her shower. Her phone began vibrating. Picking it up, I noticed it was a call from her sister so I put it back down. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I pulled out my phone and searched for the next flight to Flint. I was scheduled to depart at six the following morning, so I packed a small bag, undressed, and got in bed to shut my eyes for a few hours.

  *****

  The whole plane ride to Flint, I kept feeling like I had a chip on my shoulder. I wasn’t sure what I was going to say to him, but I knew I had to get to the bottom of this shit. As I paid for a rental, I headed to his house unexpectedly.

  Picking up a blue stone that sat neatly in the grass along with other multicolored stones, I grabbed the spare key and let myself in. The sounds of babies crying filled the air, as the maid walked around trying her best to get everything under control. I knew my dad’s piece wasn’t scheduled to have her baby yet, so hearing cries from multiple babies surprised me.

  “Where is my pops?” I asked startling the maid.

  “DC and his wife are out for the evening. Did he know you were coming by?”

  “No and I’d like to keep it that way.”

  “Yes sir,” she replied shaking two bottles at once.

  “Whose kids are these?” I asked looking at the twin girls. It was scary how they looked so familiar to me.

  “Those are you father’s goddaughters. He’s been keeping them while their parents vacation.”

  “I see,” I nodded, looking over the babies one more time, before heading to my father’s office.

  I wasn’t sure what exactly I was looking for, I just started rummaging through everything. I came across a postage that had Rob’s name on it that piqued my interest. On the envelop
e was an address here in Flint. The fact that my father was communicating with Rob started to raise red flags.

  His camcorder was sitting on the desk and something told me to press play. Images of my father fucking a girl popped up. I was going to turn it off when I realized the girl was crying and my father was holding a sword. He sliced the girl’s head off. I watched as he looked in the camera and basically told Rob to finish off Stacks and Ralph or it was his ass.

  I wasn’t a soft nigga, but finding out that my father caused this mayhem, had me shedding a few tears. I was loyal to both my father and brother, so at this point I didn’t know what the fuck I was going to do. I decided to leave the house and clear my head for a bit. I grabbed Rob’s address and decided to pay his ass a visit.

  I pulled in front of the small family home and it looked as if it were deserted. I parked my car, walked around the house, peeped through the window and saw nothing.

  “Who are you looking for?” an older man asked.

  “My brother Rob, he gave me this address.”

  “The guy that’s walks around with the hideous burnt faced girl?” he asked.

  I nodded my head and waited for him to continue.

  “They moved out two weeks ago.”

  “Are you sure?” I asked.

  “Yup, I saw them loading up a truck in the middle of the night, then poof they were gone,” he replied.

  “Thank you,” I said walking back to the rental.

  My mind was now on overload, so I decided to slide to the hood and smoke one in the park. It’s been a minute since I kicked it in the hood. Since majority of my niggas were either dead or locked up, I barley came back here unless it was to kick it with my pops.

  I pulled up to the REC park, and took a seat on one of the dingy picnic tables. I pulled out a bag of Kush, a few white boy’s wrap and started rolling up. Now that I was certain Ralph was telling the truth about my pops, I had no idea what my next move was going to be. I could always let Ralph handle him when he got better, but I didn’t want to risk him coming after Ralph and finishing him off.

  “Damn Cole, you deaf now?” a girl asked.

  I looked up and stared into the eyes of MiMi, my first love. A lot of people didn’t know this, but I was madly in love with this girl. Every dime I made on the block hustling was so we could get out the hood. MiMi was a good girl placed in the wrong environment, due to her parents finances. When her father saw how deep we were, he sent her off to live with her aunt and I never saw her again. After suffering that heartbreak, I closed my heart to women until I met Honey. MiMi was a secret I held on to because I didn’t want to revisit that place of hurt she left me in the day she moved away.