The Boss Lady

by Lolah Lace

  “Hey.” I said as I opened my eyes. Nicole ignored me and tried to lift Kelly’s sleeping body. “Hey I’ll take her upstairs.”

  “No, I got her.” She whispered but she could barely lift her sleeping daughter.

  “No, that’s too many stairs. I will take her.” I was completely alert now. I stood and wrenched Kelly from her arms. I cuddled Kelly against my chest and I didn’t feel any pain in my shoulder but it was tight and stiff.

  I heard Nicole huff and puff at me behind my back but I ignored her. I heard Nicole’s heels tapping the steps as she followed me up to Kelly’s bedroom. Who would attempt to pick a kid up in high heels and carry them up a staircase? Who wears high heels in the house? Miss Nevels the devil, that’s who.

  I passed Nicole’s bedroom and went into Kelly’s bedroom. I placed her on the bed. Kelly had her clothes on but she was shoeless. I pulled the covers back and tucked her in real good. I stood back and looked at her sleeping and I realized that Nicole was watching me. I turned to leave and almost ran Nicole over.

  Miss Nevels the devil followed me out the bedroom and down the stairs. I patted my pockets for my car keys. Shit where did I put them? I searched the area by the pizza box.

  “Why are you still here?” Her voice hit me from behind.

  “I’m looking for my car keys.” Which was obvious so why did she ask?

  “I don’t like you.” Did she just say that to me?

  I stopped frantically searching for my truck keys in the couch cushions to glare at her. “Sorry, I don’t like you either.”

  “You could have gone home. You got my kid thinking you’re some kind of super-hero. I don’t like you. You think you’re so clever. You make me so mad I could hit you.”

  I’m no one’s super-hero. “You can hit me but don’t get upset when I hit you back.”

  “I wish you would hit me in my house.” Nicole was staring at me and daring me to make a move.

  “Nicki, I’m not afraid of you. That bully bossy shit doesn’t work on me.” Why did I call her Nicki? I guess it just sounds better to my ears.

  “Get out of my house.”

  “Calm down.” I chuckled when I thought about what Tony had told me about black women and the words calm down. “Nicki calm down.” I couldn’t help myself. I had to say it again.

  “You don’t tell me to calm down.”

  She was up in my face. I think she was really going to hit me. Her fists were balled.

  “Be quiet before you wake Kelly. She’s had a hard couple of days.”

  “No you be quiet.” She barked in her snotty version of a hushed tone.

  “Shhhhh!” I said.

  “You shhhh, don’t shhhhh me.” She glared at me and poked me in the chest with her finger.

  I had enough. I was tired of her trying to constantly emasculate me. I grabbed her by the wrist and jerked her to my side. I pulled her to follow me. I was practically dragging this domineering woman behind me. Her high heels were tapping on the hardwood floors. I drug her to the door that connected the garage to the house. I quickly opened the door. When I forcibly pulled her through the door I closed it. Now we could speak freely. I let go of her wrist.

  “Why are you such a condescending bitch?”

  “If you call me a bitch one more time I’m going to fuck you up.”

  I don’t normally call woman bitches but here goes. “Bitch.”

  Oh shit. She was fast. Her hand jumped from her side and slapped me hard across the side of my face. I was too stunned to respond. Keep calm or choke the shit out of her? Keep calm or choke the shit out of her?

  Nicki Nevels is truly the devil. She was daring me. She had her fists balled.

  “Nicki if you hit me again I will fuck you up and not in the way you think.”

  She looked confused for a moment but then went back to her evil glare. “Fuck you!”

  I stalked two steps toward her and pushed her against the garage wall with my hulking body. I looked down on her. Damn she was pissed off. She was tough as nails.

  “You better get back off of me.”

  “Look sweetheart I’m not on you yet.”

  Nicki reached up and tried to slap me again but I grabbed her wrist and pushed it behind her back and drew her close to me. She tried to push me off but I was too big, too strong and too fast.

  “I told you I was going to fuck you up.” I used my free hand to rip her shirt open in the front. All the buttons went flying to the floor and I didn’t stop there. She didn’t seem to care I had exposed her bra. I got a glance at her silky chocolate breasts securely contained in her bra. She was completely unfazed by this. I was the opposite. I was completely fazed. My entire body turned to instant heat. I couldn’t believe I was doing what I was doing. Who am I right now?

  Nicki was desperately struggling to free her wrist. No way would that happen. My fingertips jetted down to her thick smooth thigh. I pulled her skirt up around her waist and leaned into her body until she couldn’t move.

  I warned her. I roughly ran my hand up her thigh until I felt the thin lace of her panties. Oh yeah, I stuck gold. My fingers, my hand, my wrist and arms stopped being controlled by my brain. As soon as I felt the lacy material I went brain dead.

  With one brutal swift tug I ripped the fine lace panties from her body. I had control of only one of her hands, the one that I had held behind her back. Her free hand was dug deep in my hair. She was trying to pull my hair out of my head. The struggle was the only time we were both quiet. There was some heavy breathing and grunting but all the profanity had stopped. She needed to be fucked. I had made up my mind that she needed cock, a strangers cock, some man’s cock, today my cock will do.

  She could get me off her with a single word. The word was No and as soon as I heard it I would stop. I waited but the word NO never came from her throat. I waited and the word STOP never hailed from her lips.

  My cock strained against the soft fabric of my sweatpants. The pure agony of it jumbled my thoughts. All I could think about was fucking her up.

  I reached in between her legs and pushed my lone finger pass her pussy lips and slid that one finger inside her wet cunt. As soon as I felt her wetness I wanted to replace my finger with my cock. I closed my eyes and decided to literally fuck her up, mentally, sexually, seriously.

  When I opened my eyes she was glaring at me with that same mean ass expression. Like she was still in control and I hadn’t just ripped her shirt open, rid her of her panties and invaded her wet pussy with my finger. I decided I was going to slay this devil the only way I knew how. I untied my sweatpants while she writhed and wiggled around in my grip.

  I dropped my pants quickly and exposed my rigid cock with the ease and grace of a magician. She was too close to see my big cock but she was going to feel it. I quickly released her wrist and lifted her legs and feet off the garage floor. I rammed my cock inside her so hard and fast it knocked the wind from her chest. She instantly released my hair and her face fell into my neck. I was inside her pussy fucking her just like I imagined. HARD.

  I was slamming her back into the wall and moving fast and deep inside her tight wet walls. How could a woman so mean feel so fucking good and delicious inside? She was moaning into my neck and cradling the back my head with her hands and fingers. Her body was all jelly while I was jamming my big cock deep in her hot moist tunnel.

  Her high heels fell off her feet one at a time. I heard them hit the floor but they didn’t distract me from the task at hand. I swung her around in the air and placed her on the hood of her car by the driver’s side door. I never stopped moving inside her. She never stopped moaning and panting in my ear, on my neck and into my shoulder.

  I realized I couldn’t control myself. I tried to slow it down but I was too frantic and wild. I was acting like an ungodly beast. She didn’t seem to mind but I was mindful.

  “Hey, Nicki.” I wanted to get her attention.

  “Don’t stop.” She begged in my ear.

  “I’m goin
g to dent your car. We have to move.” There was no way I was going to damage her Mercedes. One hard thrust and I was sure I would bang her ass so hard into the side of this car we would make a dent. “The bed.” My mouth picked another location.

  “Okay, the bed.” She moaned into my ear and I almost released my load inside her. Wet, hot, horny agreeable Nicki was sexy.

  While still inside her I took a minute to regain my breath. I was having too much fun on this playground to just jump off the seesaw.

  One at a time I released her legs from my roguish grip. I slowly pulled my dipping wet cock out of her taut pussy. Damn, I feel abandoned. I pulled up my boxers and my sweats. I quietly followed her as she walked to the door. She looks good from the rear, too good. What am I doing? I’m fucking a customer. This is very unprofessional. This is very raw. This is very hot.

  “My shoes.” She turned back to me and looked to the ground for her pumps.

  “I’ll get them.” She left me alone in the garage. I grabbed one black pump and the other one had been kicked under the car. I went down on one knee to retrieve it. I had them both. I went to the door and switched off the light as I left the garage.

  I was so fucking ready to finish what I started. There was no need for me to run up the stairs. My cock was going to stay hard until I came inside her. The thought of being back inside her sopping wet hole could keep me bedrock hard for hours. I entered her bedroom and she was lying in bed. Her body was turned away from me and the door.

  I closed the door and locked it. I placed her shoes on the floor beside the bed. I walked toward the bed removing my shirt and shoes mid stride. I remembered I had a bandage over my stitches. I had to be careful not to tear my stitches. I was too horny to feel any pain or stiffness.

  I got rid of my sweatpants and boxers and I slide under the sheet and up to her warm round backside. When she felt my body cradling hers she pushed her nice full ass back on me. What a warm reception. Wow! I flipped her over to her stomach and slowly entered her from behind.

  “Ohhhhh.” She hummed as I sunk my cock deep inside her lubed up walls. I buried my face in the tiny space between her neck and shoulder.

  I moved slow as I savored her delicious cunt from an entirely different angle, position and direction.

  “Ohhhhh. Goddddd!” She moaned out as my cock rocked her to the depths of her inner core.

  “Fuck yeah.” I murmured as I felt the passion stir in my cock begging to release itself.

  Nicki rolled her hips and she started fishing for my cum. She rolled and rolled and it was her own devilish brand of catch and release. She would catch me with her pussy and hold me tight squeezing me with her inner muscles and then she would roll and release me, giving me just enough time to breathe. She was torturing me with her lovely snatch. It was a torture that was alluring and sensual. I could slam into her and make her cum along with me but I love the way she rolled her hips. I enjoyed the rock and roll rhythm of her soft subtle movements. I dug my fingers into the mattress as she worked her magic. I closed my eyes, clenched my jaw and took over. I rolled my hips along with hers and pressed my cock deeper and deeper into her pussy until she couldn’t move under my pressure.

  “Oh God! Luke.” She cried out in ecstasy. Luke and God in the same sentence I love to hear that. “Oh Luke.”

  “Say it baby, say my name.” I moaned.

  “Oh Lukeeeeee.” She groaned.

  I bashed and banged inside her barricades until her pussy walls collapsed around my cock and squeezed the cum from me while I was still moving inside her.

  “Fuck me.” I was done, spent, depleted. I filled her pussy up and waited until my cock had stopped convulsing to completely pull out.

  I could vaguely remember the last time I had sex. But I can’t remember the last time I had sex that felt as good as this. I crumpled on the bed next to her. I didn’t remember closing my eyes but somehow I fell into a deep uninterrupted sleep.

  I woke up at six o’clock the next morning. Nicki was still very much asleep. She was still wearing her bra. When I raised the sheet she was still nude from the waist down. I quickly covered her back up before my cock got hard. I grinned on the inside and it formed on my lips. I had her. I took her.

  I’m not sure how this happened but I had to get out of here before she flipped out on me or Kelly woke up and wandered in her mother’s bedroom. I quickly got dressed and I high-tailed it out of there without making sufficient noise to wake mother or daughter.

  It was Saturday and I had to go into work. I raced home, showered, changed. I checked my stitches and went into the office. Tony was waiting on the front doorstep when I arrived. I parked and approached him.

  “Am I late?” I asked. Maybe I had lost track of time while I was in the shower.

  “No, I’m early.” He stood as I unlocked the door. I disarmed the security system as Tony trailed in behind me. “Hey Luke, what’s wrong with your eyes?”

  “What?”

  “You don’t have those bags under your eyes.”

  “Oh dude I got some sleep.”

  “You got you some different sleeping pills.”

  “Ah no I didn’t take any sleeping pills last night. I just went to sleep on my own.”

  “On your own? I thought you had insomnia?”

  Damn he knew something was up. “I do have insomnia.”

  “You look, fresh and clean and well rested.” Tony was staring at me.

  “I am well rested. I showered this morning…Shit, Tony. Don’t go blabbing it to everybody. I got laid. I had sex. It’s no big deal.”

  “You fell asleep in some pussy?”

  “Well no, yeah kind of.”

  “Where did you meet this female sleep aid?”

  “Shit Tony. It’s not a big deal.”

  “Yeah it is. How did you just get laid out the blue? You don’t even have any woman on standby? Tell me what’s up. How the hell did you get your dick wet?”

  “Okay listen. It wasn’t planned or anything. It’s a long story but the condensed version is I slept with Miss Nevels the devil.”

  “Damn, how you going to just lie to me like that? What you do, pay a prostitute?”

  “No.” Never.

  “A stripper.”

  “No, Tony I slept with Miss Nevels, Nicki Nevels.”

  “Black, African-American, calm down, snobby rich bitch, Miss Nevels the devil.”

  “That’s the one.”

  “Details, I need details.” Tony frowned. I’m not sure he believed me although I had never lied to him.

  “It’s not exciting. I was there at her place. We started fighting. She hit me and I hit her back with my cock.”

  “Damn, you fucked that fine ass sister.”

  “Fine, you’re the one that called her the devil.”

  “Yeah she is the devil but she’s scorching hot, ass, tits, the whole nine.”

  “I know. I knew I couldn’t be the only one that thought she was hot. Tony, she’s so fucking mean.”

  Tony grinned. “The mean ones and the crazy ones are the best in bed. As mean and crazy as she is, she has to be hella good in between the sheets.”

  “Yeah.” A smile escaped my lips without my consent. “Nicki was so fucking hot.” I involuntarily closed my eyes. I was reminiscing on her pussy. That may not be the best thing to do this early in the morning. “I got out of there before she could go crazy on me.”

  “She must’ve been damn good. You look like a brand new man.”

  “I feel the same.” I shrugged off his assessment.

  “Liar…Have you ever slept with a black chick before?”

  “You know that I haven’t.”

  “You dipped you dick in some chocolate milk.” He teased.

  I chuckled. “I guess.”

  “Once you go black, you start listening to rap music.”

  I grinned at his remark, a joke, typical Tony. “I’m cool.”

  “True ‘dat. Is black pussy different to you since this was your
first time in some?”

  “Not the sex part. If she didn’t curse me, and hit me and talk shit to me it would have been like any other woman.” That was a lie. Her pussy was Tony the Tiger Grrrrrrreat. I didn’t really think her race had anything to do with how good the sex was. I hadn’t had any in a while and the near death experience may have had a little to do with the intensity of the sex. Plus she had an ideal body type and I had something to prove so I was really hopped up.

  “Man the crazier the better. That’s the best part of it.” He was smiling like he had experienced the same thing I had and he was reminiscing on all the drama. “Hold up. What the hell were you doing at her house?”

  “Remember her kid.”

  “Yeah a little girl.”

  “The kid called me up and asked me to fix some things around the house. The kid’s grandmother was okay with all the work I did but the mother didn’t know anything about it. So when Miss Nevels the devil showed up and saw me in her house it was like World War III. She laid into me.”

  “And you laid into her. Looks like it was worth it.”

  I shrugged. “I don’t know.” For now I decided to omit the part about the burglar the stabbing and the hospital stay.

  “You going back for more?”

  “No, I’m cool.”

  “Yeah right, I don’t believe you.” Tony blurted out. I frowned. “I’m going to make the coffee.” Tony left my office but I knew he would be back soon.

  Why would any man want to put up with that kind of abuse and torture? I can’t handle that massive bossy attitude, no thanks. Nicki Nevels was far beyond my mental capacity.

  I had to think about whether or not my daughter’s killer would serve real time or get a slap on the wrist, vehicular manslaughter. I can’t entertain toxic people. I had to admit it felt so nice to sleep for once. Just to close my eyes and fall asleep. I miss my daughter. I miss sleep. I miss my old life.

  CHAPTER SIX

  It had been a week since my lascivious encounter with Nicki. I didn’t call her at all. I continued to talk to Kelly over the phone. I’m not sure if her mother was aware but I didn’t really care. I was no longer intimidated by Nicole Nevels. I made her wet. I made her cum hard. I did that. I had control over her body if only for an hour. That passionate hour gave me confidence and bigger balls.