Flag On The Play

by Lace, Lolah

  “I thought you had to go to work.”

  “I do but you’re more important.”

  “Don’t be stupid. Help me up.” I scooped her up in my arms and stood. She seemed surprised that I did it so quick and easy. “Just put me in the bathroom and then go.”

  I walked her to the bathroom and sat her on the toilet. She looked up at me like she needed privacy. I looked at her like that was not an option. She started peeing. I turned to the bathtub and started running the hot water.

  “I can’t leave you like this.”

  “Leave me. Get the fuck out!”

  “Be nice.”

  She rolled her beautiful chocolate eyes as she reached for the toilet paper. “I have food. I have everything I need so go. I need a break from your extra ass.”

  “You want me to go?”

  “Yes, hello, do I have to write that shit in hieroglyphics?”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Mason, go. I can barely walk. Where am I going to go? I will be here when you get back.”

  I took one step forward and I was in her face. “You better.” She cowered a little and I like the feeling it gave me. It’s been awhile but I’m still the Coach. I call the plays.

  CHAPTER 4

  Against my better judgment I left Kari alone. It was Sunday morning but I really did have a lot of work to do. Now that I had two construction locations I had to make sure things were going as planned. I took on double the work and had dulled out the responsibilities as I saw fit.

  Marcus Jackson was my right hand guy. He was in charge of my new location. I had explained to him that my brother was in charge by name only. I give him the management title but Marcus was really my guy. I paid Marcus more money than my brother because he deserved it and Marcus has a daughter in college. He needed the money more than Mike.

  My nephew RJ and I stayed back at the old location. RJ was young but he was learning the business pretty well. He was smarter than Mike and able to adapt easily. Everyone liked RJ, women and men. He had personality and people skills. His only downfall was his age. He knew how to act professional. It helped that he had a girlfriend. She calmed him down and got him to act more mature.

  I was a bundle of nerves the first few hours at the job. I left my office at lunch time. I had to pick up my trio of rugrats.

  I strolled into my old house. I still had s key. I hoped that Tess had bathed and dressed the kids. It was always hit or miss when it came to Tess. The divorce was final but I had to admit that it probably didn’t help the situation when I would sleep at the house.

  I only slept there a couple nights a week. I wanted to be close to my kids. They are unaware of the divorce. Hannah would be the only one that would understand but I don’t have the courage needed to break ladybugs little heart.

  I couldn’t stay with Tess. I couldn’t stay married. I was miserable. I couldn’t breathe. I had a noose around my neck. It felt like a real albatross. The more I thought of her and I coupled the more bitter I became. I didn’t love Tess anymore. I was at a point now where I just tolerated her in small controlled increments.

  Tess’ suicide attempt was the death of us. The intensive therapy made things worse or at least that was my perception. The more Tess and I talked about things, the more distant and disillusioned I became. Silence would have probably built a wall that blocked the horror of it all.

  Thank god the kids were dressed and ready to go. I went inside for a moment and Tess had looked better than I had seen her in months. She was hovering around the stairs while I put the kid’s coats on. It was cold out for November.

  “Mason.”

  “Yes.”

  “Are you coming home tonight?”

  This isn’t my home anymore. I gave it to her in the divorce settlement. She owns it outright. She knows this. “No, I have work at the office. Karen will drop the kids off later tonight.”

  “Oh okay. I was going to make dinner.”

  “That’s not necessary.” Here alone with Tess is not something I’m trying to do. I would rather pull my teeth out with pliers.

  I was relieved to get the kids in the truck. I drove Hannah, Tim and Matty over to their Aunt Karen’s house. She was going to take them to see Disney On Ice. Karen had been really helping me out since the divorce. She was a godsend.

  I was in a rush to get back to work so I could finish up and get back to Kari. I had to make sure she was still where I left her. I had been second guessing the decision to leave her handcuff free. I had to convince her to be with me. I was eager to see Kari but apprehensive about the future outcome of the mess I had made of this situation.

  After I said my good-byes and kissed my kids Karen followed me to the front door. She shadowed me to her driveway and out to my Range Rover.

  “I need to talk to you.” Karen snipped.

  “Talk.” I opened my truck door and turned to her.

  “Mason, what did you do?”

  “What?” I was going to ride this denial bus until the wheels were bald. I had an idea where this was going. Be cool or is it keep calm and deny, deny, deny?

  “Where is Kari?”

  “How would I know?”

  “Mason seriously. Don’t friggin’ fuck with me today.”

  “Karen what are you talking about?”

  “Yesterday Kari was supposed to be getting married. She never showed up to the church. She friggin’ vanished. No one has seen her since yesterday morning and I know you had something to do with it.”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  “Mason, this has your name written all over it.”

  “My name isn’t written anywhere. I haven’t seen Kari in months. I thought she was already married.”

  “Bullshit!”

  “You’re saying she left Jack at the altar?”

  “Yeah that’s exactly what I’m saying.”

  “That’s really heartless and cruel. Doesn’t sound like the Kari that I knew.” Past tense.

  “No it doesn’t but it sure sounds like something you would do.”

  “I haven’t done anything. Maybe she ran off with her son’s father.” I quickly came up with another suspect. I am the man. Quick thinking. Fist bump from me to me.

  “Trey’s father was at the church.”

  “Christ Karen what are you implying?”

  “I’m not implying a friggin’ thing. I know you had something to do with this.”

  “I didn’t.”

  “You’re lying.”

  “I’m not lying.”

  “Look at me Mason.”

  I chuckled. “What?”

  “Why are you so nervous?”

  I chuckled a little harder this time. “You are paranoid.”

  “I know when you’re lying.”

  “I’m not. This is so ridiculous.” Now I was getting nervous. Karen was like a hound dog.

  Karen was staring me straight in my eyes. “Did you hurt her?”

  My own sister thought I could hurt Kari. I’m insulted damn it! “I didn’t do anything.” I was fuming but it was best that I hold it all in. Why would I ever hurt Kari? I love Kari. Am I the only one that understands this?

  “Mason, is Kari still alive?” Karen started tearing up. I could not believe my eyes and ears. “Mason, is she still alive?”

  “Karen you better watch what you say to me. It sounds like you may be calling me a killer. I told you I don’t know where she is. I haven’t seen her in months.”

  Karen took a pause. I could see she was carefully thinking before the next words spewed from her mouth. Our brother sister bond has been tested since the death of our mother. “Jack is going to call the police.”

  “If my fiancée left me and I haven’t heard from her I would call the police.”

  “She sent him a friggin’ text message?”

  “How did she send a text if she’s missing?” I was dead set on keeping my lies straight.
I had to remember that I was Leonardo DiCaprio’s understudy. I was a thespian, a trained method actor. I was going to act my balls off. If I didn’t get an Oscar I was going to get that Golden Globe. If I didn’t get that Golden Globe I was sure as hell getting a daytime Emmy. Fuck I would settle for a SAG award. I nailed this role. I only have two balls and I was throwing both of them to the wall.

  “Mason, she better be okay. She better be alive.”

  “If she’s texting Jack she must be alive and well.”

  “I don’t believe you.”

  “Whatever, I’m tired of the accusations. You need to stop letting your imagination run wild. I’m going back to work. So if this little interrogation is over I’ll be on my way.”

  “Mason.”

  “Karen.”

  “I’m sure Kari is fine. Whatever is going on with her and Jack is their business.”

  “Kari is my friend.”

  “Yes I know. You told me that before. I’m going back to work. Have fun at Disney on Ice.” I kissed my sister on the cheek and jumped into my truck before she could accuse me of anything else.

  Work went slow. I had no way to communicate with Kari. I was a mess but I hid it well. She was smart and she might find a way to escape. Could she really go anywhere? She had to be sore after that beating I laid on her pussy. My evil twin went crazy. I couldn’t control him. He has a mind of his own. I will make it up to her. This random plan I barely concocted is holy Batman and Robin crazy.

  I cut out as early as I could and went back to my secret house. I bought a foreclosed house and renovated it. I removed some things added some things. It was a house that I thought Kari would like. I took what I knew about her and tried to cater it to her tastes. I wanted her. I wanted to please her. She is everything to me. I hate that it took so long for me to realize it. I was trying to keep her on the side as my mistress when she was too good for that.

  My new house was in a secluded area with its own private road. It was huge but a steal for me. I searched for it. I was privy to a lot more than the normal buyer. As soon as it hit the market I scooped it up.

  I had my princess locked away in the dungeon. I wonder if she will ever forgive me. I know that sex can’t solve our issues but it’s a good way to start. I hoped there would be more of it, the sex.

  I stopped at the store and picked up a few things that Kari would need. I remembered the brands that she used, her shampoo, deodorant, lotion. I had a tendency to rummage through her things when we were together. She didn’t seem to mind. We were so open with each other when we first got together. I long for things to go back to the way we were.

  I got back to Kari around six that evening. I unlocked the door that lead to the basement and jogged down the stairs to the door that held Kari behind it. I hope she still is here. I unlocked the door and placed the key in my pocket. I entered and closed the door behind me.

  Kari was in bed sleeping. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful, so young. How did I fuck this up? I took a seat on the bed and grabbed the remote. I turned to Sunday night football. Kari woke up after a few minutes. Maybe she sensed my presence.

  Kari rubbed her eyes, yawned and noticed me.

  “Hey.” I whispered.

  “Hey.” Kari seat up and moved close to me in bed.

  “How do you feel, your body?”

  “I’m okay.”

  “I’m sorry I hurt you.”

  “I know you didn’t mean too. Mason thank you for not putting the handcuff on me.”

  I didn’t know what to say to that. It made me feel like an assclown.

  “Mason, how was work?”

  “It was work. You’re being nice. What do you need?”

  “I need to call Trey.”

  “Kari.”

  “Please.” Kari put her hands on my chest and my body stiffened. “Mason, I just want to talk to him for a minute. Please, just a minute.”

  Kari started rubbing her fingers in circles all over my pecs. My cock instantly got hard. Fuck me! My love is so fucking clever. I reluctantly grabbed her wrist and removed her hands.

  “Kari.”

  “Mason.” Kari leaned over and licked the side of my face. Oh God! I leapt from the bed like a scared virgin.

  “Kari Lynn, that’s enough.”

  She was innocently glaring at me. “You don’t want me to lick you?”

  What? Oh God! “Listen.” I took a breath and watched her eyes roamed down to my erection.

  “It looks like you want to get licked.” She seductively licked her lush lips.

  Huh? I was taking little steps backwards, away from Kari, the bed and definitely her mouth. I didn’t play fair and I can see that she wasn’t playing fair either.

  “Kari.”

  “Stop saying my name. You sound like a broken record.”

  “Stop using your words and mouth to seduce me.” I placed my hand on my jeans and adjusted my hard on.

  “Give me a phone to call my son. I’m not going to say anything. I just want to make sure he’s good. I swear on a stack of bibles.”

  “A harlot like you doesn’t have a stack of bibles.”

  “Funny, give me a phone.”

  Give me a blowjob. “Okay. I will get your phone. You can call Trey.”

  “Thanks Master.”

  “I like the sound of that.” I smirked. Kari rolled her eyes so hard they almost fell out the sockets. I guess that wasn’t a politically correct response.

  That was my cue to leave her to get her cell phone. I didn’t really trust her but my cock was hard. She had licked my face and somehow I knew that after I had sex with her the tables would turn on me.

  I locked her in the basement and went upstairs and retrieved her cell. I keep it inside her purse in the master bedroom closet. I decided to bring the purse as well. She had a few things in it that she may want close by.

  I would just keep an eye on her and listen in on her conversation. She couldn’t tell anyone where she was because she didn’t know. She could say I took her but what good would that do without a location. This house doesn’t trace back to me. I was smart enough to cover my tracks.

  I waited to get my cock in check before I went back down to the basement. I wasn’t going to let her manipulate me. Shit too late. That’s what was already happening. How the hell did the tables turn so quickly? I’m not going to let this little curvy five feet six inch woman get the best of me. She knows what she doing. I got a stern punishment for her ass.

  I walked in and closed the door behind me. Kari was on her knees on the bed. I walked over and placed her purse in the bedside table. I held her cell phone in my hand.

  “If I let you make this call you’re going to have to pay for it.” That sounded meaner than I intended.

  “What does that mean?”

  “You will see. Do you still want the phone?”

  Kari took a moment to think about it. “Yeah I want the phone.” I handed the cell to her. I watched her power it up. She started reading the text messages.

  “What are you doing?” I snatched the phone away.

  Kari punched me in the face. Fuck! Closed fist, right in my jaw. Shit! Her eyes grew the size of my balls. My balls are big. Supersized Italian meatballs.

  “Kari what the fuck is your problem?”

  “I, I—”

  “Do you want me to hit you back? What the fuck! I haven’t hit you. Why did you punch me?”

  Kari started to cry. Her eyes had tears but she was really quiet. Now I feel like shit.

  “I hurt my hand on your face.”

  I didn’t expect her to say that. “Kari, what the fuck am I going to do with you?” I put the cell phone down on the bed. I got up and walked over to the frig. I grabbed two pieces of ice from the only ice tray. I grabbed the roll of paper towels off the microwave and walked back over to the bed. I took my place next to iron Mike Tyson and placed the two covered pieces of ice over the back of her hand.
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  Kari snuggled into my side. I leaned back into the pillows while she cried into my chest. I knew her well. This was her apology. She didn’t need to say she was sorry for hitting me. I deserved it. Sure it shocked that shit out of me. I just hate that she hurt her hand.

  “Kari, calm down and call Trey.”

  “Okay I need a minute.”

  “Okay whenever you’re ready.” I kissed Kari in the top of her head. I took a whiff of her intoxicating scent.

  It was ten minutes before Kari rose from my chest. The ice cubes had melted all over my chest. I was wet but I really didn’t care. I sat up and took the wet paper towels from her hands. I handed the cell phone over to her. I three point shot the wet paper towels into the waste basket across the room.

  Kari found the contact name and hit the number. I could hear the phone ringing because I was so close to her.

  “Hey Ma…I’m good Ma…I’m sorry…I left for a while. I needed time to think…I don’t really want to talk about it now…Is Trey okay?...Is he around?” I heard Kari’s mother yelling Trey’s name through the receiver. “Hey baby-boo…I’m sorry. I forgot you’re a big boy and I’m supposed to call you Trey…I will be home soon. What are you doing?...Okay. I love you…I miss you already…I know…Tell Grandma I’m going to turn my phone off and I will call her maybe tomorrow…Later man.”

  Kari ended the call. She put the phone back in my hand.

  “Do you feel better?”

  “Yes, thank you.”

  “Do you need anything, water, food, anything?”

  “I’m fine.”

  Yeah you are. Do you need a big hard cock?

  I took my shirt off. It was wet. I tossed it to the floor. Kari eyes peered over at me, well actually my chest. She pulled the blanket back and put her body under it. She was wearing one of my ribbed white sleeveless t-shirts. I got quick peek at her dark nipples against the thin white fabric. I tried to block it out. I also got a hot look at her blue thong.

  “Kari do you want me to go?”

  “I’m confused. I don’t know what I want.” That’s what her mouth said but I saw something else in her beautiful eyes.

  I just stood and removed my jeans. I slipped into bed beside her. I cuddle up behind her. We spooned. Kari reached behind her own body and grabbed my arm. She wrapped it around her body. I loved how this moment felt. I want to feel it every day. I want Kari forever. I want this to be permanent.