When Bae's a Boss

by Lucinda John

  Shortly after I started stripping for Dewey, I lost contact with Emma. One day when I went to her house to catch up with her she was gone. Her neighbors told me that they moved but didn’t tell me where.

  “We moved to Miami, I just recently moved back to Fort Lauderdale since my job was closer.”

  “What do you do?” I asked.

  “I’m a paramedic.”

  “That’s what’s up, I’m happy for you and you look fabulous girl.”

  “Thank you, but your body is still on point. How’s Elijah?” she asked.

  “He lives with my grandmother.”

  “How did that happened?”

  Taking in a deep breath I told her everything that went down sparing no details.

  “You know you wrong right.” Emma said as we headed to her house. I didn’t feel like being around Mayhem so I agreed to spend the night with her so we could catch up.

  “How am I wrong?” I asked.

  “Just like Mayhem kept Macy from you, you’re keeping Elijah from him.” she replied.

  “Him being married affects our relationship, me having a child that I don’t have custody of don’t.”

  “Why won’t you just tell him?”

  “I’m sick and tired of people using Elijah against me in arguments. I made the mistake of telling a guy I use to deal with about him and whenever we would argue he would toss the fact that I was an unfit mother in my face. That shit hurts.” I cried.

  “Don’t beat yourself up about. If you see yourself being with Mayhem in the long run, you have to tell him about Elijah.”

  “Right now, I don’t even want to see his face.”

  “I know how you feel boo, let’s go grab something to eat because a real bitch starving.” Emma said causing me to crack a smile. It felt good to have my good friend back at least I had someone real and genuine to help me through this unlike Neesha’s fake ass who was just waiting for shit between Mayhem and I to go left.

  “How did you end up with one of the Godfrey brothers?” I asked Emma as we sat on her California king sized bed pigging out on beef ribs, garlic potatoes, and oven baked lobster mac and cheese.

  “My partner and I was at Apple Bee’s enjoying lunch outside since it was nice and sunny out. Anyways, Ramsey looked as if he was on a date because he had a female with him. So we’re eating our food and what not and this fool walks up to the table, pull my chair out and excuse me from my partner while pulling me to the side. He started going on and on about how beautiful I was and how he just had to say something to me. He asked me was my partner my dude and I told him yeah, he was ‘good because I was prepared to snatch you from that nigga anyways’.” She giggled before she continued with her story…

  “He was so damn sexy and cocky. I didn’t even know he was so powerful and rich, I mean a rich nigga wouldn’t be asking a girl on a date to Apple Bee’s, well at least I hope not. Anyways, I asked him about the chick he was with, and he was up front. He told me she was a chick he was fucking and that they had a mutual agreement, he also told me he wouldn’t dare bring someone he was seriously dating to Apple Bee’s unless that’s somewhere she wanted to go. While we talked and exchanged numbers, the girl he was with watched but never got up or gave me attitude, it was like she knew her place. I was so captivated by him, he gave me a feeling like the one Mani gave me.” she sadly said with her head down.

  “I never expected for us to get so serious, but here we are almost seven months deep into our hectic yet wonderful relationship.”

  “Have you had any problems with women?” I asked her.

  “Nope. I mean if he is fucking he’s doing a great job of hiding it.” she replied.

  “You’re happy and I’m happy for you.” I honestly replied hugging my friend. “What happened between you and Mani if you don’t mind me asking?” I asked remembering the tall and scrawny cutie that had my best friend head gone back in the days.

  “Mani and I dated up until my senior year. On my prom night he dropped the bombshell of him going to the army on me. I never saw it coming because we’ve always talked about going away to college together. That night we made love until the wee hours of the night, and then he was gone. We linked up a few times while I was in college. The last time I saw him was the day before I met Ramsey, he was down visiting his mother and he wanted to spend his final day in town with me. I called off of work, and we spent the whole day together. We had fun. He blessed me with that good dick and then he was gone.”

  “I’m sorry to hear that.”

  “Don’t be. I’m over it now.”

  “Do you still love him?” I probed.

  “I do, I will always have a place for Mani in my heart, but I’m in love with Ramsey. That’s where I want to be.”

  “Damn girl Ramsey must have that dope dick!” I exclaimed.

  “Girl he’s a Godfrey, I bet Mayhem’s dick is equally as good.” she giggled.

  “Girl, that’s what I’m going to miss the most about him.” I replied looking down at my nails.

  “Are you really done with him?” she asked.

  “He’s married, I learned my lesson.”

  “I mean I’ve heard of his wife, but Mayhem never brought her around. She was never present when we had family functions; it was always just Mayhem and his kids. If they were together like that trust me I would know, I’m around a lot.” Emma said while opening a bottle of wine. She poured two glasses then handed me one.

  “Ramsey barely discuss his brother’s business with me, but I do know that she didn’t do what she was supposed to do as a wife while he was locked up. I really do think it’s a wrap between them.” she said taking a sip of her wine.

  “I got my GED, I’m looking into going to school. I really want to be a high school guidance counselor. I wish I had someone in school who I felt comfortable enough to talk to, maybe I wouldn’t have dropped out ya know.” I said before drowning my cup of wine and holding my glass out for a refill.

  “That’s good Tiny I am so proud of you. Growing up, I wish there was more I could have done for you. Maybe if I would have spoken up to my mother we could have helped you, I’m sorry.” Emma apologized.

  “There is nothing for you to be sorry for it wasn’t your fault. You did your job as being a great friend to me, I just hated how we got separated.”

  “Well we’re back at it now, you’re stuck with me FOREVA.” she stood so she could mimic Cardi B.

  “You so damn silly.” I giggled.

  “Y'all looking real cozy and shit.” A deep voice said causing me to jump out of my skin.

  “Hey baby.” Emma said jumping up to greet Ramsey.

  “Don’t worry he ain’t here, ma got his ass locked in the house.” Ramsey chuckled.

  “I’ll just go home. I’ll call you later.” I said grabbing my things until I remembered I didn’t drive.

  “Nah stay and chill with ya girl. I got work to do. I’ll get up with you later.” Ramsey said kissing Emma on the lips.

  “Next time I call your phone pick that shit up, or we gon’ have problems, ya heard?” Ramsey scolded her.

  “Yes daddy.” she blushed as he smacked her on the ass.

  “Come walk me to the door.” he said pulling her by the hand.

  Instead of the door opening and closing, I heard moaning and Emma begging Ramsey to go deeper. Rising from the bed, I gently pushed the door shut to give them their privacy. Picking up my phone, I decided to finally turn it on allowing the notifications to beep non- stop. When the beeping and vibrating finally ceased I looked at the screen at Mayhem’s name, in total I had thirty missed calls to match the thirty voicemails, and twenty-six text messages.

  Stop being so fucking childish and call me back so I can explain! You lucky ma got me held down in this bitch, or I would have been came and snatched you up!!

  Was what the last message read before I cleared all of my notifications. I was tired of always getting the short end of the stick in life. I wanted to be happy, and take care o
f my son without having to sell my body or sleep with a married man. I deserved a man of my own, unfortunately the way my body count was set up it prevented me from getting one.

  Mayhem

  My Hermes loafers hit the pavement as I made my way to my club. I haven’t been there in a week because my mother was too afraid that I would kill Macy’s dumb ass. After she was able to have her book a flight to New York in order to escape my wrath, I was free from my mother’s house. Although I enjoyed her cooking me three meals a day, lounging around with my kids, and getting the royal treatment I had business to attend to plus I was missing Tiny’s little ass like crazy.

  I don’t know what it was, but after getting a taste of her pussy I was hooked. A nigga wasn’t in love or no shit like that but I was feeling her on a deep level. I enjoyed watching her transform from a stripper to a woman thanks to me. I had every intention on dragging her ass back home, but I had to make sure my money was straight first.

  When I walked into the office I gave Tiny, the smell of her perfume lingered in the air. My heart sped up when I turned and saw her sitting in my massive executive chair with a pair of glasses on her face with her head buried in some books. A smile graced my face as I watched her do her job despite our little falling out. She must have felt my presence because she looked up, rolled her eyes and went back to work.

  “Don’t roll unless you want me to knock them out of your head.” I snapped getting agitated with her childishness.

  “I should be done with the books in a few then I’ll start payroll. I forwarded you all emails of potential clients who are interested in using the club for events. Michael called, he wants to go over the last details for the foam party he’s hosting.” she replied keeping everything professional.

  “Tineah.” I called her by her first name.

  “Yes, Mayhem.”

  “Why are you playing these kid games with me?”

  “What games? It was fun while it lasted, but you’re married.” she replied never making eye contact.

  “I’m legally separated while waiting for my divorce to finalize.”

  “Why didn’t you tell me that from the jump.”

  “I told you everything about Macy!”

  “Except for the part that she is you WIFE!” she yelled.

  “After hearing what you went through with your ex, I didn’t want you to shy away from me because I’m married as well. I wanted a fair chance with you.”

  “So you lied….”

  “No, I just didn’t say it, but I never lied. I don’t lie.”

  “Yeah ok.” she waved me off.

  I walked over to the computer that was in front of her and reached over to use it. I felt her suck in a breath as I stood with my chest behind her and my arms wrapped around her. My fingers punched the keys as I entered my email information. Once I found the email I was searching for I pulled up the document and stood up straight giving her the opportunity to read what was on the screen.

  “I’m serious Tiny. I wouldn’t fuck with you like that if I was happily married, I’m a man of commitment I take my vows seriously. The years I was married to Macy I never stepped out on her. I entertained a few girls at the strip club, but that was as far as it went. The divorce papers are signed, everything is sorted out, just waiting for it to be final.”

  “I just don’t want to….”

  “I’m not going to hurt you baby.” I said cutting her off.

  Pulling the chair away from the Cherry Oakwood desk, I picked her up and carried her over to the sectional. The weave was now out of her hair, and she now rocked a finger way short cut that was blond. Although, I was a man that loved the long hair, the look on her brought her face out. The color made her skin glistened it was as if I had my own chocolate version of Eva Longoria.

  Kneeling down, I hiked her Karen Kane thigh length dress up and pulled off her lace thong. Inhaling her sweet essence, I ran my fingers all over her kitty enjoying how smooth and fat it was. Using my index and thumb, I spread her lips wide and French kissed her clit causing her to cry out loud. The way her juices ran out of her hole and onto the material of the couch proved she was highly anticipating this moment.

  Licking my full lips, I opened my mouth wide and devoured her insides. I licked her like a dog lapping from his water bowl to the sounds of her moan. My full beard tickled her inner thigh as I made love to her middle with my tongue.

  “Uhhhhhh daddy.” she moaned pulling my head deeper into her sex.

  I sucked, then licked, sucked, then licked until her insides gripped my tongue and held it captive. She was near her peak, and I was getting ready to teach her a lesson. Three licks later she was panting and screaming waiting for me to finish her off until I stopped. Her eyes shot open, and she gave me the look of death as I sat up and arranged my business attire. Leaving her on the sectional to wonder what happened, I walked to the bathroom and brushed my teeth.

  “Get back to work.” I said when I walked back in the office.

  She was still laying in the same spot of the couch, with her legs spread the same way I left it as her juices ran down and stained the couch.

  “I know you heard me.”

  “You’re not going to finish?” she asked in a child- like voice.

  “Are we good? You done playing games?” I asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Good, finish up here, and I’ll meet you back home to finish you off. Let this be a lesson, this big dick ain’t gon’ be blessing you if you keep getting out of pocket. Learn how to listen when I speak because I will never steer you wrong.

  Reluctantly, , she got up and made her way to the personal bathroom I had in my office. I heard the water run as she cleaned herself up. Instead of putting her panties back on, she placed them in her bag and resumed to the work she was doing before I walked in. Since she had everything under control, I kissed her on the forehead then walked out of the office. Since my legal business was all handled it was time to trade in my business suit for some jeans, t-shirt, and Tims and head to the trap.

  Macy

  “Do you have to leave?” Robert groaned as he wrapped his strong arms around me.

  “Yes my lawyer has been calling me, Mayhem is trying to prolong the divorce.” I lied.

  “Why can’t that nigga let you go so I can be with you and my son.” he snapped.

  “I don’t know. I guess for the same reason you won’t leave me alone.” I smirked.

  “That ain’t funny Macy! Have you been giving that nigga my pussy?” he asked.

  “Of course not.”

  “Next time you come bring my fucking son with you!”

  “I told you if he finds out that I cheated on him then I won’t get a dime according to the prenup I signed.” I lied again.

  Since I’ve been messing with Robert this lying thing was now second nature to me. I could now look someone square in the face and lie my ass off.

  “Fuck! We don’t need his money.” he snapped.

  “Yes we do! That music teacher gig is not fit enough to take care of me and three kids.”

  “It ain’t all about the money.” he said.

  “Yeah, but you need the money to survive.”

  “What’s wrong with you getting a job?” he asked.

  “Don’t insult me like that anymore Robert.” I snapped.

  “You lucky your high maintenance ass got some bomb pussy.” he said pinching my ass.”

  “Is that the only reason you’re with me?” I asked.

  “No, I love you.” he replied palming my firm booty cheeks.

  “I love you too.” I honestly replied.

  The years Mayhem was away I was able to get the attention I was missing from Robert. If Robert was making money somewhat on Mayhem’s level; then I wouldn’t hesitate on leaving him. Yes, I love Robert and would love to be with him, but I loved the security Mayhem provided me. If I mention Paris, Mayhem would be on his MacBook booking me a flight something Robert couldn’t afford to do.

  As I t
hought about the years Mayhem and I spent together before his incarceration I blushed. Mayhem was the man; he was sexy, powerful, smart and caring. When it came to the people he loved and cared about there wasn’t anything Mayhem wouldn’t do. I had to admit I was wrong for leaving him in his time of need, but I had to do it. My skeletons were threatening to fall out of my closet, and I was willing to do anything to stop that from happening.

  I knew taking our children and leaving Mayhem’s family along with his home would cause problems in our marriage, but I didn’t think it was deep enough for him to divorce me. I understood where he came from when he explained how he had to settle and marry me to become the man his father was, but still I didn’t care. If Mayhem stayed married to me and decided he wanted to hoe around, I would have turned the other cheek. I needed the Godfrey last name, having that last name meant I would be set until my casket descended six feet under.