by Nicety
MISCONDUCT
Part 3: The Finale
Nicety
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I WOULD LIKE TO DEDICATE THIS NOVEL TO EVERY MARRIED COUPLE WHO HAS EVER HAD A PROBLEM IN THEIR MARRIAGE. WHETHER YOU’VE TRIED TO FIX IT, WORKED IT OUT, AND/OR REMAINED TOGETHER, AS LONG AS YOU KNOW YOU PUT IN THE WORK AND GAVE IT YOUR ALL THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERS. KEEP REACHING FOR LOVE.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
SPECIAL SHOUT OUTS go to my family and my friends
who have supported my dream of becoming a published writer.
They believed in me when I didn’t believe in myself years ago.
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To some very special people who have been rocking
with me and supporting me from day one, your love knows no bounds.
Much love goes out to my editors Latosha Scruggs and Samantha Kennedy. You ladies are truly a blessing. Jackie Figueroa, the CEO of #TeamNicety, I couldn’t do it without you diva. If you rep #TeamNicety, then this book is for you.
Chapter 16
Chino
This hotel room was beginning to be my little home away from home, even though I could never bring myself to spend the night there. For some reason, my real home was always the only place I needed to lay my head at. It was safe, it was quiet, and it was where my heart was. Besides, hotels were only good for one thing. Ravenous sex with random partners was presented every time I came here. I had to listen to the folks in the neighboring rooms fuck each other’s brains out, while I sat there with the biggest hard on ever. My cell was over on the wooden end table by the window ringing with Avant’s “My First Love”. It was Starla and mine’s wedding song.
“Jacobs.”
“Hey. I need to talk to you badly, like right now. It’s important and I won’t take you’re busy for a damn answer. Where are you?”
“At the Ritz.”
“I’ll be there in five minutes.”
My thumb hit the end button without much thought. Lying on my belly, I buried my head into the comforter. I did not have the strength to fight her or debate about the fact that I needed to be alone with my thoughts. She sounded hysterical like she had done something she should not have but I was in no mood to discuss that over the phone. Furthermore, I would rather not discuss it period but once she came through that door it would be all she had to speak on. For her sake she had better not piss me off or her feelings would undoubtedly be hurt. My phone rang again.
“Jacobs.”
“Dude, guess what I saw at lunch today.”
“Let me guess, Mario. You saw my wife and Ashley together.”
“Nope, I saw your wife punch the shit out Ashley in the hallway of the parking garage to the Everest! That shit was so dope dude. You should have been there. I didn’t know Starla could fight like that. Looks like you’ve got a brawl on your hands bro.” Mario’s excitement did not sway me.
“Is that right?”
“Yeah, but in all fairness, Ashley hit her first. Derek from accounting and I were standing there cracking up laughing. We saw it all go down. Our only regret was that we didn’t get it on video so we could upload that shit to YouTube,” he laughed, as there was a knock at the door. “Man, would’ve gotten a million views off that shit, bro!”
“Yeah. Alright, man. Call me later. I gotta go.” I did not even give him a chance to finish the sentence he tried to get out before I hung up on him.
“Chino, are you in there?” She knocked speaking through the door ten minutes later. “It’s me.”
I rose casually, sliding over to open the door letting it swing back. I didn’t even look at who walked in as I skated slowly back towards the bed, flopping down staring up at the ceiling. “I’m not in the mood for any bullshit right now so I hope that’s not what you’re coming in here with.”
“Chino, your wife set up a fake business meeting with me today. At the Everest of all places, just so she could talk to me about not seeing you anymore.” Ashley stormed in tossing her bag and suit jacket onto the sofa chair.
“I know. That woman is ruthless.” My lips formed a smirk.
“Huh? Is that all you have to say? And, you knew she did this?”
“Wait, don’t jump down my back alright. I found out after you all were already wherever you were. An informant told me after the fact. There was no way I could stop it and I tried to call you back,” I noted. “Meanwhile, what did you expect me to say?”
“I don’t know but that was not the response I was expecting to get from you once I said it. Are you okay, baby?” She sat down next to me rubbing my leg gently with hers.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just tired of all this damn rain we’ve been having lately.”
“Chino, I’m not stupid what’s wrong?” She asked but I remained silent. “Fine, since you don’t want to talk, I will. Your wife is a trip. She pulled off this crazy meeting and then she leaves calling me all kinds of names. Ugh! Very classy woman you married.”
“She is classy.”
“Yeah, as an inner city high school that’s about to close down,” Ashley laughed. “You know, you always had a thing for picking up stray animals wanting to save them and shit. It’s what I liked about you the most. But, sometimes you’ve just gotta leave those bitches where they are, sugar.”
“Hmm. You look disheveled. What’d you get into a fight or something?”
Her swollen eyes bulged from shock. “What? Ugh, no. We just had a bit of a disagreement that’s all. I don’t have to fight over you cause I’ve already got you.”
Ashley mounted me locking her thighs firmly on the side of mine. I did not even try to fight her, simply laid there like a bump on a log. The only thing that did move was the bulge in my pants. My dick could sense hot snatch a mile away at this point, seeing as though I was so horny I would probably skeet all over myself six seconds into the pussy. Besides, it had a mind of its own. She grabbed my hands forcing me to cup her tits as she fake moaned to get me aroused. I was not buying it though. I was one of a rare breed of men who could sense when a woman was faking it and it was far from a turn on.
“Ashley, stop. Get up. And, just for the record, you don’t have anything.”
“You’re rejecting me again? Oh, my Gosh! What is it going to take to get this dick out of your pants? You’re the only guy that I know that holds on tight to that shit. Does she really have a hold on you like that, Chino?”
“Nobody has a hold on me. I’m no
t so desperate to fuck somebody that I’m just gonna stick my dick in anything that walks. You should only be so cautious.”
“Are you calling me a hoe?”
“I’m not calling you anything. I’m just saying don’t be so quick to fuck me after so many years of not even seeing each other and don’t expect me to just fall back in line for you stringing onto your every word. I’m not that guy from college anymore. In fact, I’m a married man Ashley.” I picked her up by her waist and flopped her onto the bed as I rose to lean against the wall putting much needed space in between us.
“You have to let her go, Chino. Like you said, she’s toxic to your life. Why would you want to keep getting hurt over and over and over again? It’s just not right for someone to keep reliving misery like that, sugar.”
“But, it’s my misery, Ashley. Marriage is about more than just what one person wants. You can’t just think about yourself when you choose to marry someone.” I gawked at her wondering why an intelligent woman like herself simply did not get it.
“But, you weren’t thinking about her or your marriage when you were licking the shit out of my pussy a few weeks ago. So it’s your tongue that’s the hoe and not your dick, huh? You weren’t so high and mighty then. Why now?” Ashley pouted like a five year old hoping to get her way.
“Ashley, I like you. I really do. But, honestly that was a mistake what we did. That should have never happened. Not to mention, I should have waited until the divorce papers were final before I opened Pandora’s Box.”
“Oh, really? So why’d you do it then? I didn’t force your face down there.”
“Hell, had I known you were going to get all clingy and crazy on me I wouldn’t have done the shit at all. I thought I was just doing an old friend a favor, returning the favor.”
“I didn’t need you to fuck me, Chino. Don’t throw me any pity parties because I haven’t had sex in as many years as you. I’m a big girl and have been taking care of myself. Thank you very much,” she paused. “But, that’s not what it seemed like to me. Your tongue was so soft and soothing. Naw, I’m not even gonna believe that shit. You loved the taste of this sweet pussy in your mouth. Admit it.”
She was right. I couldn’t deny that I loved the flavors she spewed into my mouth that day. Hell, I could not even focus for much of the day just daydreaming about the very act. But, she was starting to do what no woman should ever do to a guy if she wanted him to like her, which was dominate too much of the situation. She was cool in the beginning but it was like when I ate her for brunch she just lost her damn mind with her clinginess. Ashley lost all sense of control along with her sanity chasing a dream that might not ever come to her. I stuffed my hands in my pocket realizing that she was only making me miss my marriage more and more.
“I’m not going to admit to anything, Ashley.”
“You know, I told Starla that I would never give you up. Do you know she had the audacity to be surprised that I said that to her?”
“Why would you say something like that to her, Ashley?” My nerves were on edge as I stared down onto her tight fitting dress.
“Chino, you don’t really want her. I think that you are just scared of being alone because you have been with her so long that you don’t know anything else. But, you wouldn’t have eaten me out if you were in love with her so much. Men who have love coming out of their nose don’t eat other women’s kitty cats. You don’t love her, sugar.”
“You don’t know what I love. Next time keep your opinions to yourself. Alright?”
“Don’t get mad at me because I told your wife the truth about your marriage. No, she needed to know. You are a good man and until you realize that you will never be happy or free. We’ve found each other again for a reason.” She finished as my phone rang out on the end table.
I headed over for it. “Jacobs.”
“There you go working again. Listen man, I know you’re upset about earlier and I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I know that might’ve hit an artery or something but you know I’m a dickhead sometimes. My bad bro,” Mario blared through the phone.
“This isn’t college anymore, dude. But, I can’t fault you ’cause you’re still single and just having fun. Hell, I’d probably be doing the same thing. But, if you don’t slow down you gonna die single. Gotta slow down, bro.”
“Maybe…yeah I know. It’s cool. But, the fight was sick though. I just thought I’d tell you.”
“Yeah, Mario, let me call you back man.”
“Alright, alright but check it out. You ain’t been answering my calls lately and every time you come to work you’re either in the office with somebody or out of the office with somebody. I see I did good, huh?”
“Ugh, Mario I need to talk to you about this later bro.”
“Hey Mario,” Ashley squealed at the top of her lungs, as the headboard bumping on the wall behind her commenced.
“Is that Ashley? Awe shit! Tell her I said what up,” Mario responded.
“Yeah, anyway, I’m going to have to call you back man.” I was becoming annoyed.
“Alright but don’t leave me out of the loop too long man. I am your bestfr—“ Mario was shouting through the phone so loudly, that I could do nothing but hang up on his ass. He would've only continued to grill me for answers.
“Seems like your best friend wants to see us together too.” Ashley stood walking cautiously over to me, meeting her nose with mine. “Maybe another visit from the head doctor will unclog your memory about us. I need to make you remember all the good times we had and how happy we used to be together.”
“We were never together, Ash.”
“Yeah, but it wasn’t for lack of trying…on your part anyways,” She giggled.
Ashley reached her hand down anxiously, rubbing the bulge sprouting up from my slacks, squeezing gently yet firmly every few seconds. I kept my hands in my pockets. It was wrong of me to allow her to fondle me but I could not help how good she was making me feel at that moment. My head leaned back against the wall and my eyes closed. Ashley pressed her plumped tits up against my chest as her legs straddled one of mine rubbing her clit up against it yearning to cum.
“You ready baby?” She carefully unzipped my pants so as not to startle me into stopping her.
“Ashley—“
“Shhh. Just relax sugar. Momma’s gonna take damn good care of you.”
Enough was enough. My loins were throbbing wildly and I needed this shit. Starla had the time of her life for a whole fucking year and so one moment of unattached spineless sex was not going to make a difference one way or the other. I swallowed my reservations so as not to allow myself to feel guilty about wanting to bang this sexy ass chick throwing herself at me. Starla had gotten her cake on more than one occasion or the other so my seeking happiness and relief really would not be all that bad in her eyes.
“Shut up and bend that ass over,” I demanded pushing Ashley’s back down forcing her to her elbows bent over onto the table.
“Hell yeah! That’s what I’m talking about. Beat this pussy up baby.” Ashley wiggled her ass, popping it happily as I lowered my pants stroking my dick to its full potential.
My hands spread her backside cheeks apart and pulled them up using my hips to maneuver my dick to her opening. It was like a magnet or some sort of vortex pulling me towards her, a black hole. She was ready for her pounding and my dick was long overdue for giving one. Ashley placed her face on the table sending her backside further up into the air. It was clear that she did not want anything stopping me from entering her with ease. My tip grazed her opening sending a stir up to my nipples then back down again begging to release cum all on her plumped fat ass.
“Ugh, wait. I can’t do this. I feel fucked up just even touching you like this. I’m sorry for steadily jerking you back and forth but I truly don’t have the heart to do this.” I stepped back gazing down at her amazing backside before pulling up my pants and plopping down on the bed.
“No, Chino not again. This
is it. If you don’t fuck me right now we are so done and I never want to see you again,” Ashley cried.
I ached inside, feeling bad that I was the reason for the bulk of her pain. “I’m sorry that you caught me at a confusing time in my life. But, I cannot fuck you, Ashley. I hope you will forgive me.”
“Forgive you, Chino? Forgive you? Fuck you! How about that?” Ashley fixed her clothes and grabbed her bag before heading out the door.
I had fucked up but apart of me really was not as sorry as I said I was. I told her from the beginning, that I was not ready to stick my dick in another chick’s twat. Her stubbornness wouldn’t listen. It was partially my fault for even letting it get that far. Nevertheless, it was mostly hers for pushing the issue continuously when she knew how I felt about it. We both set ourselves up for failure on that one, with only one of us getting the shorter end of the stick. Ashley was a great old college buddy but she should have left it at just that. Adding sex to a long-term friendship always goes bad no matter how well one tries to play it. The walls of this room were closing in on me. I needed air fast.
Chapter 17
Starla
My skin felt as soft as butter, as I massaged my Juicy Couture lotion filled hands all down my thighs. The sweet scent would no doubt bring that man to his knees once he got a whiff of me. I made sure to cover every inch of my body with it leaving no crevice uncovered. My freshly painted red toes slipped into my deep black peep toe red bottoms. To keep the package unwrapping to a minimum, I slipped my see thru baby doll low cut cami over my full breasts. Once they were secured, I stepped into the paper-thin matching pink thong. The full sized mirror in my gigantic closet painted the picture of raw sexiness as I admired how hot I looked in the getup. I was so engulfed in myself that I walked like I was on a fashion show runway to get my phone as it buzzed wildly on the bed.
