“Envy started to cry, I’m sorry Michael, it’s the baby messing with my emotions, I don’t want the money back we can just use it for a work program for the teenagers okay.”
Michael kissed her on the forehead and wiped her tears away with his lips then broke their embrace and headed for the room door.
“Where are you going? I said sorry baby. Envy replied.
He kept walking not saying a word as he made his way down the hallway to his favorite room in the house. The only place he could ease his stress. He walked into the room and shut the door.
Mike had learned the sound of Michael’s footsteps by heart along with everyone else in the house.
He looked at Tazz who was fast asleep next to him after he fed him pieces of Detective Tommy he had stuffed in a jar. He eased out of the bed carefully not to wake up Tazz as he pulls the sheet over him to hide him just in case someone would open his room door to check on him. He slowly opens his door and walks out of his room and down the hallway to the room he knew Michael was in. He put his ear to the door and could hear what sounds like Michael fighting. Mike creeps open the door cautiously and with concern for his brother. He stood there peeping threw the crack and smiled at what he was looking at. He never seen the inside of this room before and now knew why Envy didn’t allow him too. On the walls were ninja swords and knives, sticks and weapons of all kind. The floor was a blue mat, like a gym. Mike grinned then looked at Michael and twist up his face in confusion as he watched Michael with two all black machetes in his hands swinging them around slow, then fast, acting as if he was fighting a group of people. Then it looked like he was dancing while kicking.
“You can come in the room now Mike.” Michael said without looking at him and stopping what he was doing.
“Huh!” Mike said and wondered how his brother knew he was peeping through the crack of the door and never turned his head once to look at him.
Mike entered the room and shut the door behind him.
“Ummm, Michael what are you doing, I hear you in here almost every night?” Mike said in a childish manor with his eyes wide open.
Michael stopped what he was doing. His body was covered in sweat dripping down his muscles. He took the white tank top off to cool off his skin.
“I’m going to be big just like you and our father right?” Mike asked while looking at his brothers muscles.
“You sure ask a lot of questions, but to answer them you will be big like me forget our father. Never compare me or yourself to that bastard. We will never be like him but better. Do you hear me?” Michael stated.
“Yes.” Mike replied while shaking his little head up and down but still couldn’t understand why his brother couldn’t love their father as he did.
“And what I’m doing little brother is called a Kata.” Michael replied.
“What’s a Kata?” Mike asked twisting up his face, it sound like a do-do.”
“Hahahaha!” Michael laughed.
“No it’s not a do-do it’s a Karate Kata and it’s to train you how to fight and move if you do it long enough practicing, blocking, kicking, punching, swinging and fighting that when you do have a fight, it will be very natural breathing.”
“Oh can you teach me how to do a Karate Kata?” Mike asked.
“Sure, no problem, a lot of people don’t know that Black Ice is a ten degree black belt in martial art and been studying since he was your age. That’s how he's able to pull people’s wind pipes out with his bare hands and fight better than other people. I know because my mother told me and made me study and learn as well when we escaped him. I’m not a ten degree black belt but I am close to it. I’m a nine degree black belt in a style called Judo, that’s the art of grabbing and breaking arms and throwing people, there’s many different Karate Kata’s. Some are for swords, some for knives and even a gun Kata. Here, let me show you.”
Michael spent the next few hours teaching Mike what he knew.
“Envy would kill me if she knew I’m giving you these.” Michael said as he hands Mike three funny shape knives.
Mike took them and looked at them.
“Why are they shape like this?” He asked.
“They’re throwing knives. Do you see the red target on that wall over there? Throw them at it.”
Michael said.
Mike pulled all three of the knives out the holster and throws all three of them at the same time.
“Oh shit!” Michael yelled as he stood there shocked to see all three had hit the red bull’s eye.
“Can you do that again?”
Mike shook his head up and down and walked over and pulled the knives out the target then throws them all again and hits the bull’s eye again.
Michael looked down at his little brother in amazement.
Chapter 14
Michael sat at his desk in his office stretched out drinking a bottle of Deer Park water looking at paper work on the new building and the center that was almost done. His mind wandered from work to Janet then Black Ice then to Envy’s mood swings.
“How in the hell am I going to deal with all this shit.” He said out loud to his self as his office door opened.
He looked up to see Angela standing there. Her dark skin complexion seemed to glow. She had on a red button up blouse with a black blazer and a skirt to match, holding a Gucci purse in her arms. Her hips were wide and her thighs were thick. Staring at her juicy lips started to arouse him, watching her sixteen inch weave swing side to side as she walked toward him. Michael knew he had to get away from her. There was something about her that pulled him in. The whole month she worked at the center he did everything in his power to avoid her.
She came and sat on his desk and crossed her thick thighs.
“You’re working hard boss man or hardly working?”
Michael took his eyes off her voluptuous thighs and looked her in the eyes but only could see lust and her face screams fuck me as she stuck out her tongue and ran it across her top lip very seductively. Michael closed his eyes and shook his head as he felt his ten inch dick try to break through his jeans. Angela took two white ecstasy pills out of her inside blazer jacket pocket and dropped them into his open bottle of water. Michael opened his eyes.
“I’m working hard.” He replied then grabbed his bottled water and took deep gulps hoping it would cool him down.
Angela watched him down the water and smiled.
“I have a lot of work to get done, is there something I can assist you with?” Michael said wanting her to get out of his sight as fast as possible.
He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand as he got hotter and his head felt light headed.
“What the fuck?” He said out loud as he realized something was terribly wrong.
Angela slid off the desk knowing the ecstasy was taking effect. She leaned close to Michael and with her juicy lips placed small kisses on his neck.
“Shiiit!” Michael moaned.
Her lips felt like nothing he had felt before. Just by them touching his neck he felt a sweet sensation run through his body.
“Stop, this is wrong I have a woman.” He moaned but Angela didn’t stop.
“Mmmm!” She said while unbuttoning his shirt while kissing him.
She stopped and a cheese smile spread across her face.
Damn I didn’t think his body would be so damn sexy she thought to herself as she unbuttoned his belt and jeans pulling them down along with his boxers. She almost got poked in the eye by his ten inch chocolate dick.
“Damn!” She grinned and was pleased as she slowly licked all around it and then opened her mouth and took it as far into her mouth as it could go.
“Shiiit!” Michael moaned as he held the back of her head pumping it up and down.
The wetness and warmness of her mouth drove him crazy and her slurping sounds echoed through the walls. She looked up at him and stared into his eyes seductively as her tongue ring touched every part of his dick. Michael couldn’t take it no more he didn’t
know what was wrong with him and felt that his feelings and sensation was hiking. He stood up but Angela stood locked onto his dick then began to suck on his balls. His legs began to shake.
“Whoa!” He groaned then lifts her up and places her on top of the desk knocking papers onto the floor.
Angela smiled as she got wetter from his strength as he picked her up with ease as if she only weighed 90 pounds when she was really 170 pounds of all ass and thighs. Michael rubbed his finger across her pussy and smirked as he realized she wasn’t wearing any panties. He spread her legs wider inching her black skirt higher up on her waist and thighs and grabbed his ten inch dick and rubbed the head of it up and down on her clit sending a sweet chill through both their bodies as she guided him into her soaking wet pussy. Her eyes opened up wide as his manhood filled her insides with length and thickness.
“This shit so sweet.” Michael groaned as he ripped open her blouse and pulled out her size C breast from her bra.
He took her right nipple into his mouth as he wind his hips giving her slow deep strokes hitting her walls.
“Mmmm! Damn! Ayyye! Fuck!” Angela
moaned while breathing hard.
No way would she expect that his dick would feel so good.
“Mmmm! Ahhhh!” She screamed as the juices flow onto his dick and leaving a puddle on the desk.
He pulled her to the edge of the desk and lifts her legs high onto his shoulders and slammed deep into her picking up his pace as he thrust in and out of her.
“Shit! Oh shit! Oh wait!” She moaned as he went faster and harder.
Angela’s pussy got wetter as she looked him in the eyes.
“Damn you’re fucking the shit out of me.” She cried in pleasure as he held both her hands and pulled her body into him even more while grinding his hips giving her long and fast strokes.
“Damn!” She moaned as she climaxed coming for the first time as he lifts her up in the air and held her in his arms as if it were nothing, pounding hard and deep in her pussy while spreading her legs and bouncing her up in the air.
“You never got fucked like this have you?”
Michael groaned.
“No, no, no!” She screamed as he slammed her body into him, loving the feeling of his dick all the way in her stomach.
Michael eased her back onto the desk and turned her around and stared at her juicy ass in the air. He grabbed his head as the room began to spin.
“What the hell is wrong with me?” He said.
But before he could get another word out he felt Angela’s strong gripping hands on his dick as she worked it back inside of her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
“Damn this is the best dick I ever felt.” She moaned as she threw her ass back onto his dick then shakes it up and down.
Michael looked down at her ass bouncing and his body took over. He grits his teeth and grabbed her waist with one hand and with his left hand grabbed her hair pushing his dick all the way inside of her.
“Ahhhhhh! Oowee! Ayyye!” She moaned as he slammed all the way into her up to his balls.
“Damn! Shit! Oh Lord!” Angela screamed as his dick teased and pleased and gave her pain at the same time.
Michael wrapped his hand around her mouth and the next one around her neck choking her a little.
“Oh God! Goddamn! Ayyye! Ayyye! Yes! Yes!
You’re fucking the shit out of me!” Angela yelled in pleasure as she had multiple orgasms releasing thick white cum all over his dick.
This only turned him on even more and made his dick grow another inch. A hot flash ran through Michael’s body as his head spun and he blinked his eyes.
He fell backwards into his chair as his body felt weak.
He looked up to see Angela bent over on his desk as his head nodded up and down like a dope fiend.
“What are you doing here? What’s going on?”
He asked as he tried to keep his eyes open.
“Schmmp, Damn!” Angela sucks her teeth, mad that he stopped fucking her.
“Shit, your dick is too good to go to waste. I never felt a dick so smooth, thick and long.” She moaned as she got off the desk and mounted him sitting on his lap and inserting his dick inside of her.
She let his stiff strong manhood fill her up.
Michael’s head was still spinning but the sweet sensation of Angela’s pussy sent chills through his body. He moaned and was barely able to open his eyes.
“Mmmm! Shit! Why do you have to feel so good? This wasn’t part of the plan.” Angela moaned with her facial expression balled up in pleasure as she wined very slow and rocked her hips back and forth taking his ten inch chocolate dick that she could feel all the way in her stomach and tapping her walls.
“Oowee! Shit! Ahhh!” She moaned as her body shook uncontrollably and she came for the fourth time.
She leaned on Michael laying her head on his neck and shoulder. She shook a few more times as she continued to bounce up and down on his dick.
Envy rubbed her huge stomach. She was just about due to give birth.
“Damn time flies I can’t wait to get your ass out of me little one.” She said and smiled as she felt the baby move inside of her as she walked down the hallway of the center passing children that were playing and people going on about their business. She opened Michael’s office door.
“Hi baby…” She started to say loud but lowering her voice as pain filled her heart and tears streamed down her face.
She looked at Michael sitting in her chair and Angela’s skirt raised high up on her waist with her ass hanging out as she sat on his dick, moaning and riding him. Envy dug in her Louie Vuitton purse and pulled out a four inch knife with a purple handle Michael had given her and held it by the tip of the blade.
I’ll kill both their asses, he wants to cheat on me after all the shit I been through with his black ass. The fighting for my life and I’m carrying his child. Hell fucking no, she said to herself as her pain was consumed with anger and hurt.
She aimed the knife praying that it would go through both of them. Angela rocked her hips as hard as it could go and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she felt his dick hit another one of her spots.
“Damn I really don’t want to do this. I had no way of knowing your dick would feel so good. You have me feeling like I’m falling in love and shit.” She said as a tear of pleasure and guilt rolled down her cheek.
She reached behind her on the floor and dug her hand around in her Gucci purse and pulled out a 32
caliber hand gun with a silencer on it. With her thumb she switched off the safety and pressed the silencer to his temple.
“I’m sorry baby.” She mumbled.
Michael’s head was spinning and he couldn’t hold it up as he nods off. Envy wiped her tears away as she realized what Angela was about to do.
“Oh hell no, no one’s killing his ass but me!”
She shouted as she threw the knife.
Angela heard Envy scream and turned around.
“Ahhh! Ahhh!” Angela screamed as the knife crashed into the center of her shoulder blade of her back, ripping through her flesh and getting stuck inside of her causing her to drop the gun, but not before squeezing the trigger and missing Michael’s head.
She fell off his lap and hollered in pain as she rolled around on the floor.
“Ahhh! Ahhh!” Tears streamed down her cheek as Envy pulled out her 40 caliber handgun with the purple handle from her Louis Vuitton purse and stepped into the office keeping her gun pointed at Angela.
“Bitch! You’re going to fuck my man then kill him, oh hell no!” Envy screamed and looked at Michael.
She could tell something was wrong with him.
He looked disoriented as spit was dripping from his mouth.
“Michael baby are you ok?” She asked as she feared the worst.
“What the hell did you do to my man slut?”
Envy shouted, but had no response from Angela as she screamed and cried while
rolling on the floor.
She tried to reach and pull the knife from her back but was unable to do so because of the weird angle it was stuck in her.
“Bitch I will kill you if he’s not alright!” Envy shouted and felt an arm wrapped around her neck and putting her in a head lock and the barrel of a gun pressed against her cheek.
“Drop the fucking gun Envy!” The man ordered as he flexed his biceps choking her a little more.
“No!” Envy cried out as she recognized the voice.
“Bitch I’m not playing with you. I will kill you where you stand. Angela, get up off the fucking floor.”
He said looking at Michael sitting on the chair with his head leaned down to his chest and his jeans pulled down to his knees and his dick standing strong pointing in the air.
“You were supposed to drug him then kill him not fuck him!” He yelled at Angela who looked up at him with tears in her eyes.
“Get this knife out of my back.” She cried.
“Hold up.” He replied.
Didn’t I tell you to drop your damn gun?”
“No!” Envy shouted.
The sound of her voice and being in trouble made Michael open up his eyes. He jumped up out of the chair and Envy smiled as she tossed her gun up in the air and he caught it and aimed it at the man, while pulling up his jeans with one hand and his eyes popped open seeing who was holding Envy in a head lock holding the barrel of the gun to her cheek.
“Tone is that you?” Michael said as he couldn’t believe his eyes.
He shook his head to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. Tone was his head counselor for the center for over two years, someone he trusted and called more than a co-worker but a friend.
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