DUBIOUS

by McKinney, Tina Brooks

  “Giving my heart to someone and they end up mistreating it.”

  “Oh, I feel you.”

  We were quite again. His hands were busy rubbing my arms, easing the tension that had worked into my bones.

  “Why me, Sherman?” I looked into his eyes to see if the truth was there.

  “Why not you? You’re beautiful, smart, sexy as hell, and you have a heart of gold. I just want to get in there and bask in your glow.”

  “Have you been burned before?” I asked.

  “Uh … not really. I’ve been close to a few women, but I’ve never felt such a strong connection to anyone like I’ve felt with you. I mean the second you walked into that restaurant, I’ve not been able to get you off my mind.”

  “But you realize this is unethical for me to get involved with a client.”

  “Our business is done. Now there is nothing between us but space and opportunity.”

  I kissed him and swung my legs over his lap and straddled him. If I had shocked him, he played if off well. I could feel the swell of his dick rubbing against my clit, and I just wanted to get closer. I had made up my mind, right or wrong, I wanted this man to make love to me. I pulled my face away from him and looked him deeply in the eye. “Would you make love to me?”

  He didn’t answer. He picked me up and carried me upstairs to his bedroom. We kissed the entire time. My panties were soaking wet and my tits were straining against my dress trying to get free. He sat me down on the bed and lit a small light that cast a romantic glow over the room. The room, like the rest of his house, was very masculine. It was done in earth tones: dark browns and olive green.

  He began to undress me.

  My body was shaking.

  “Are you sure about this?” He kissed my neck.

  “Yes,” was all that I could say. My voice trembled with emotion and passion.

  He turned me around and unzipped my dress. It fell around my ankles, and I stepped out of it. He unhooked my bra and allowed it to fall to the floor as well. He rubbed my back and planted gentle kisses along my neck and arms. I wasn’t wearing pantyhose so he simply slid my thong down my legs. I stood before him totally exposed.

  He turned me around to face him. His eyes roamed over my body, and I felt goose bumps from the heat of his gaze. “You’re even more beautiful than I ever imaged.”

  “Are you going to let me stand naked while you have all your clothes on?” I ran my finger over his belt buckle.

  “Would you like to take them off?”

  “Yes, I would.” I stepped closer to him and began to unbutton his shirt. I pulled his shirt out of his pants. He wasn’t wearing an undershirt so his flat stomach was exposed. I rubbed my hands over his abs. I slid the shirt off his arms and it too fell on the floor. My hands trembled as I fumbled with his belt. I was nervous as hell, but I wanted to see this thing through.

  Finally, I removed his belt, tossed it to the floor then unzipped his pants. They dropped to his ankles, exposing thunderous thighs. My God, I had never seen a man with a body so defined. Every muscle had a purpose, and he was able to flex them individually. He didn’t wear boxers as I had expected. He wore black jockey shorts, a sharp contrast to his caramel skin. His dick was so hard it had to hurt being confined in the drawers. I pulled them down and was amazed that so much could be packed in such little briefs.

  All I could do was stare. I didn’t know what else to do.

  “You still want to do this?”

  I nodded my head but I still didn’t move. Sensing my fear, he took over. He swept me up into his arms and laid me in the center of his king-sized bed. He began his seduction by kissing my lips, sucking gently, causing my knees to quiver. He moved lower to my breasts and took his time sucking them as if he had expected nourishment from them. My nipples were taunt, each eager for a chance to play in his mouth. My head writhed from side to side in intense pleasure. He was moving slowly and that was agony. I wanted to feel his body pressed against mine as I had felt him in the living room.

  “Don’t rush this, sweetheart. We have all night,” he mumbled the words against my skin, sending shivers up my spine.

  When he left my breasts, they felt cold, but they heated up again as his tongue made love to my belly button. I had never thought of my belly button as being an erogenous zone but that shit was the bomb. He slipped lower, ignoring my pussy, and began to massage my feet and legs. He washes my toes with his mouth. Without warning, I came.

  I cried out in ecstasy.

  He abandoned my feet and attacked my pussy, sucking each and every drop that was leaking from it.

  I could not handle the sensations that were running through my body. He sucked my clit and stuck his tongue deep in my pussy. I felt like he was fucking me with his tongue. I came again. In my entire life, I’d never came twice in one day. I’d be lucky if I came once a week.

  He rolled off of me and grabbed a condom from his nightstand. His dick was slightly curved and thick. My muscles constricted just thinking of him putting his dick inside of me.

  He eased inside of me gently.

  I felt like a virgin all over again. As he probed deeper and deeper I began to thrash around, trying to capture every inch of him. He moaned deep in his throat and threw back his head as he thrust farther into me. My legs were wrapped around his waist holding him inside. He wouldn’t have been able to get away anyway, because my pussy was holding him like a vise.

  “Damn, baby, you taste so sweet; and, oh my God, you feel so damn good.” He stopped midstroke.

  I panicked. Had I done something wrong? “What’s wrong?”

  “I don’t want to come yet, but you are making this very hard for me. Slow down a minute.” He lay inside of me trying to be still.

  My muscles kept contracting as if they had a mind of their own. “I can’t take it, baby. You just feel so good; I’m about to come!” Much to my surprise, I came again. Tears flowed from my eyes. Never before had I felt this damn good. If it turned out I had made a mistake and trusted the wrong man by sleeping with him so soon, I wouldn’t have given a rat’s ass, because my ass had just gotten laid out proper.

  He didn’t roll off of me as I had expected; he propped himself up on his arms to take most of his weight off me but his dick was still deep inside my pussy.

  “Why are you crying? Did I hurt you?” Genuine concern filled his voice.

  “No, baby, that was beautiful. I’ve never had multiple orgasms before. My mind and body are running in overdrive.”

  “We ain’t done yet.” He rolled over on his side and pulled me back toward his chest, spooning with me. He stroked my breasts and whispered terms of endearment in my ear.

  I was ready to go to sleep, but I felt him poking me. I was not about to deny him.

  “Get on top of me.” He pulled another condom out the drawer and put it on. I gently lowered myself onto his thick dick. Good Lord! It ought to have been a law against being so gifted while so many other brothers couldn’t even swing in the wind. He was harder now than he was before.

  This time I was in control. I wanted to show him I had some skills of my own. First I rode him hard and heavy, then I started to tease him. I would rise up, almost allowing his dick to slip out, then drop back down on it to the hilt. I rolled my hips and clapped my ass around his balls. I was enjoying myself and so was he. Now I knew that Randy didn’t know shit about making love!

  “Oh, so now you want to tease a brother?” He flipped my ass over and fucked me with everything he had.

  Once again we came together. This time, I knew I was going to sleep.

  “You going to put me out or can I stay the night?” I said, trying to catch my breath.

  “I would never put you out.” He curled up next to me and blew out the candles.

  * * *

  I hadn’t felt Sherman leave the bed, but I did smell the breakfast he had carried into the bedroom the following morning. He had made French toast and bacon and eggs.

  “Breakfast in bed? A
girl could get spoiled.”

  “That’s my intent. Didn’t you know?” He kissed my forehead.

  “I guess I didn’t.”

  After breakfast and a quick shower, we made love again and, of course, that led to another shower. By the time he dropped me off at my house, all I could do was crawl in the bed and go to sleep.

  CHAPTER 26

  Randy

  I had tossed and turned all night long. My thoughts were switching from Felicia to Jamie and back again to Felicia. Several times I found myself picking up the phone to find out if she had made it home last night. It tore me up inside to think that she might have been or would become romantically involved with that guy. These feelings didn’t make sense to me, ’cause I wasn’t sure what I wanted from Felicia.

  I was pretty sure I didn’t want to marry her, but I didn’t want to lose her as my best friend. I went and took a shower since I was due at the testing center within the hour. I didn’t want to be late, because they would not allow me in. My money would be forfeited, and I could not afford that.

  I tried putting all the nonsense out of my mind, at least for the time being. I knew that I would see Jamie at the testing center, and I would talk to him afterwards. I was going to pretend that I hadn’t even read his letter. This way I could avoid that conversation until I found out exactly where my head was at.

  The test was computerized, and I would know immediately if I had passed. If the program quit before I had answered all two hundred questions, I would know I had failed. I prayed I would be able to make it to the end with a high enough score to get picked up by one of the larger accounting firms in Atlanta.

  By habit, I rode by Felicia’s house. Her car was there, but that didn’t mean shit since old dude had picked her up. Luckily for me, I didn’t have time to stop or that would have blown my mind during the test for sure.

  * * *

  I found a parking spot close to the door of the testing center then rushed inside to get a seat in the front of the class. I purposely sat between two strangers so Jamie would not be able to sit next to me. The instructor gave out the test booklets, and we were instructed to fill out our names and contact information. After we filled out our information, we had to turn our booklets over and wait for the test to begin.

  Jamie came in with only seconds to spare. He looked as if he had slept in his clothes. He had dark circles under his eyes. He had probably slept as badly as I had last night, but at least I wasn’t wearing my discomfort on my face. He nodded a hello and headed to the back of the room.

  The bell sounded and the test began. We inserted our score sheet into the printers; it would record our answers as we pressed the appropriate buttons. All of my pre-jitters disappeared as I read each question. Surprisingly, these were the same questions that Jamie and I had been studying for weeks. I finished fifteen minutes early and I had passed.

  I wanted to scream and shout, instead I turned in my scores and left the room. Jamie, however, looked as if he were struggling. I said a prayer for him then left the building. Twenty-five minutes later, I parked in Felicia’s driveway.

  * * *

  She answered the door as if she had just woken up. “Randy, what’s up with this dropping by unannounced shit? It isn’t cute.”

  “I passed my CPA test. I just needed to share that with you.” I went inside.

  “I’m happy to hear that, but the next time call first.”

  “Why, you got company?” I imagined someone upstairs in my bed.

  “That’s none of your fucking business.”

  “Sorry, you’re right. I was out of bounds. How did your date go last night.”

  “It was fine.”

  She didn’t elaborate and it was killing me. I wanted to know if she had slept with him. I tried to think of something else to say but all I could think about was her date.

  “Is that all?” She opened the door. She was dismissing me.

  I ignored her gesture.” I called the kennel last night to see if I could get my personal effects from the office. I was told that you had already picked them up.”

  “Yeah, I have them.”

  “I can take them off your hands since I’m here anyway.”

  “I have to go through it first to make sure no company materials are contained in the boxes. Sam just threw everything in boxes without sorting it out.”

  “I’ll do that for you. I’m sure you have better things to do with your time.” I prayed that she would bite.

  “It’s okay. It comes with the territory. I’ll call you after I’ve been through it all.”

  Shit! If I ask for the tapes, she is going to want to watch them. If she watches them, my ass is toast. “Dag, I was just trying to be helpful. I’ve got some of my old college stuff in there and other personal correspondence. I could go through it a lot faster than you can.”

  “I appreciate your offer, but I still want to go through the things myself. I’ll give you a call later in the week once I’m done.” She looked outside for emphasis.

  ***

  My cell rang as I was getting into my truck. “Hello.”

  “How did you do?” It was Jamie.

  “I passed, how about you?” I looked back at my old house then drove away.

  “Barely. I can’t believe I botched it so badly since I knew all the information. I guess I had a lot of things on my mind. I’m going to take it again to raise my grades.”

  I didn’t even bother to ask what was on his mind. I wasn’t ready to face that music just yet.

  “So, what you up to?” he said.

  “I just stopped by my ex’s house to share the good news, and now I’m about to head on home and get wasted.”

  “I hear you. Want some company? I need to get shit-faced myself.”

  What do I say? If I told him no, he would know I had read the letter. If I said yes, he might try to make a pass at me. “My roommate might be at home entertaining so I better not be trying to bring over company.”

  “So why not swing by my place?”

  Damned if I do, damned if I don’t. I hesitated for a few minutes before I agreed. It was obvious this situation was not going to go away until I met it head on. “What do you want from the store? I’ll stop on my way over there.”

  “That’s okay, I already stopped. We got enough booze to take out a small country.”

  “What about food? Want me to stop and pick up something?” I was stalling and I think he knew it.

  “We can order in if we get hungry. Hurry up, I’m ready to get my drink on.”

  “Alright. I’m on my way.”

  I took the streets rather than jumping on the expressway. I was trying my best to get my act together. What the hell was I going to say to him if he asked me about the letter? I guess I would have to cross that bridge when I got to it.

  CHAPTER 27

  Felicia

  I was still tired from last night, but it was a pleasant kind of tired, at least it was until Randy had stopped by. Two unannounced visits in two days. I was going to have to put a stop to that shit quick, fast, and in a hurry. I went into the kitchen and turned on the coffee pot. While it was heating, I went to the garage and brought in the boxes that I had brought home from the kennel. After fixing me a strong mug of coffee, I started going through the boxes. Justus followed me and settled at my feet.

  I decided to make two piles: one for Randy to pick up; another to store in my home office if it related to the business. The first box contained pictures of us during our happier days. Seeing them brought tears to my eyes; and, again, I wondered what had went wrong. He also had photos of some of the dogs he had mated and sold. I decided to give those pictures to him since they meant so much to him.

  The box also contained detailed journals of the animals and their medical histories. I decided to hold on to these records just in case one of the owners wanted some additional information about the dogs they had purchased. The only other items in this box were things from his desk: paperweight, nameplate
, and other little knickknacks. I put those items in his pile.

  The second box contained detailed records of every dog that had ever came to the kennel. Again, these records might become important in the future, so I decided to clear out a filing drawer in my office for them. The files contained the bloodlines of all the dogs. Copies of these documents were given to the owners at the time of sale. In case they lost them, I would maintain them.

  The final box was full of video tapes. Randy apparently taped the birthing of all the pups. I watched a few, but they grossed me out so much I had to eject them. The final three tapes in the box were not labeled. That made me curious because all the other tapes had dates and labels on them. Assuming they were porno tapes, because he damn sure wasn’t sexing me, I popped one in. The date was illumined in the right-hand corner on the screen: 06/19/07.

  It was a tape of Justus. He was sitting in the corner licking his balls. Why Randy had felt compelled to tape this was beyond me. Justus spent several minutes doing just that. I could hear Randy talking on the tape.

  “That’s right, boy, suck it. Good boy.”

  What the fuck? I had to rewind the tape to make sure I had heard what I thought I’d heard. My ears were not deceiving me. I fast forwarded the tape. Randy had obviously put the recorder on a tripod because he was in this picture with Justus. My heart was beating real fast as I tried to comprehend what the hell I was looking at.

  The phone rang, and I quickly shut off the VCR because I didn’t want anyone to hear the background noise coming from the tape.

  “Hey sunshine, how are you this morning?”

  I started smiling just from hearing Sherman’s voice. “I’m just fine. How about you?”

  “I’ll be honest, I’m missing the hell out of you.”

  “You got a girl over here blushing.” All thoughts of Randy and his tape went right out of my mind. The only thought that remained was that I didn’t know Randy as much as I had thought I did.