Royce

by D. Hamilton-Reed

  And tonight Tammy wanted to do a party, “Come on, it’ll be fun.” He really didn’t want to go, if Joy wasn’t going to be there no one else appealed to him anymore and when he didn’t respond she said. “We haven’t been out in ages Royce,” and for Tammy he relented. They’d been doing these parties so long it was a part of their social life now. He decided he’d get back to his life again and stop all this frustration behind Joy Abrams. She wasn’t his, she was married, he was married, he’d choose someone tonight and give Tammy two sessions, “Okay, let’s go,” he said.

  A few hours later, clean shaven and dressed in his black suit and white shirt, his black mask on he and Tammy were mingling with the other guests. He’d chosen Dirty Diana tonight and was ready to get on with it.

  Patty came on the mike, “If you’ve made your choice Pleasure Seekers you may go to a room of your choosing, if not the night is still young!”

  He smiled at Diana, “Let’s go shall we,” and as he was leading her towards the bedrooms he looked up and saw Michael and Joy Abrams standing in the foyer. His heart nearly flipped out of his chest. Joy was stunning in red tonight, a red silk sleeveless dress that fit her curves, red high stiletto heels, a red mask with black scroll work, her hair sleek and pulled back in the twist. With Diana’s hand still in his he led her to the stunning couple.

  “Good evening welcome, Jeremy Steel,” he said introducing himself and acknowledging Michael.

  “Malcolm, Malcolm Xrated,” Michael said shaking his hand.

  Then Royce let go of Diana’s hand and took Joy’s and she smiled at him. Diana greeted Michael and hooked her arm in his. Everyone watched as Royce welcomed them, watched as he led Joy in the room, Michael and Diana behind them. Then the room full of masked club members watched as he escorted Joy who nodded and smiled at everyone as Royce led her out the room and down the hall while everyone stood with their mouths agape.

  Royce was so happy to see her. After he locked the bedroom door he scooped her in his arms and lifted her off her feet. She laughed and looked into his eyes, “I think my blue eyed man is happy to see me.” “Yes, yes he is,” he said and hugged her tight and she wrapped her arms around him. He was so happy, but he also wanted to scold her for making him wait so long, but he was too overcome with happiness to be upset. He placed her on her feet and looked deeply into her eyes, “I did miss you my dark eyed lady,” he said sincerely. She smiled up at him and he leaned in and kissed her, kissed her kissable lips, “Ummm, yes, this is what I missed,” he said, and Joy thought, me too, I missed this too. I’ve been thinking about you too, thinking about your kisses and the things you did to me.

  After a long passionate kiss Royce regained some control, “What took you so long to come back?” He asked as he took off his coat and tossed it on the chair. “Well I left it up to my husband and it took him time to decide,” she said and walked over to the tray of fruit and took a peach slice. Royce watched her as they talked, “So have you joined?” “Yes,” and that filled him with happiness and trepidation. He was unbuttoning his shirt, with other ladies he didn’t mind having to slow down and take off clothes but with Joy all he wanted to do was take her in his arms and ravage her, but the clothes, the clothes slowed him down and gave him time to think. His heart was doing all kinds of weird beats, from euphoric that she was here, too frightened as a rabbit at the thought of her joining The Club. Royce took off his shirt and undershirt and slid out of his expensive shoes, and then he walked over to her, “Turn around.”

  Joy loved his bare muscled chest, and thought being with him was worth joining, if all the men looked like him naked then she could do this. She turned her back to him as instructed. “This is going to be a messy hair night,” he said huskily in her ear and kissed her neck. Then he took the hair pins out of her hair and ran his fingers through her hair as he pulled it loose and down her back, “Yes, Ms. Sedona I like it, you’re a very beautiful woman.” He pulled her back towards him and ran his hands over her breast and down her belly to her crotch where he caressed her down there and kissed up and down her throat, “Very beautiful.”

  “I’m glad you like it,” she said sexily.

  Royce slowly unzipped her dress and peeled it off her shoulders, unveiling Joy made him hard as a block of wood. He slowly pulled the dress down to her feet and held it so she could step out of it, he tossed it and looked her up and down. She wore red lace panties and bra tonight. “Ummmm you’re beautiful,” he said and went back to caressing her, he cupped her luscious behind, the red lace hugging her swells, he reached inside and caressed two big handfuls, he kissed and sucked her neck, then he turned her around and unhooked her bra.

  Joy wanted to touch him too and she caressed his strong chest, and sucked his warm skin, her lips moving across him, her tongue savoring him. He moaned and tossed her bra and began unbuckling his pants and pushed them down and stepped out of them. Joy saw him big, swollen, hard and enticing, “Touch me,” he said softly, and she took him in her hand. He kissed her lips as she stroked him, he went down her throat to her upright breast, his tongue going round and round then he took her waiting nipple in his mouth. She moaned letting her hands go up and down and taking a handful of his soft sac caressing it, he reached down inside her panties and pulled them down going down her legs past her high heeled red shoes taking them off. He took off his socks and other than her shoes he was glad the clothes were finally gone and he could have Joy.

  He led her to the bed and pulled the cover back and sat down, she sat beside him, he took one leg and placed it on his lap, he unbuckled her shoe, “I was hoping to see you again,” he took off the other shoe. “I’m glad to see you too,” she said with a smile. He placed the other shoe on the floor and pulled her in his arms.

  “I want you, I want you,” he murmured soft and sexily in her ear, and Joy melted. She passionately kissed him and he went for her, his hands, lips, tongue were everywhere. Then he pulled her up on her knees and bent her forward and knelt behind her, “Fuck me, I want you to fuck me,” he said huskily.

  Royce had wanted to say those words again for months and now she was here and she pushed back on him. He moaned and let Joy have her way with him and just like before she took him so high that his mind and body were lost to the sensation and when he erupted he had no control over his body and he jerked and squirted hard inside her and afterwards he slowly fell on top of her and like before his face close to hers, his body lax, his breath shallow, breathing hard, he had to catch his breath before he could say anything.

  “Damn baby, damn,” he said smiling at her.

  “I know it’s so good right,” Joy loved doing that to him. She’d tried that many times with Michael, but he could never hold still long enough. He always gave in and grabbed her hips and took over, but her blue eyed man held on and on and let her ride him and work him and let her feel the utmost pleasure as she worked the spot of pleasure in her body until he couldn’t take it anymore and let go.

  “Yes, so good,” Royce repeated when he regained his composure, and fighting the urge to sleep he went to the tub of drinks, “White wine?” “Yes, please,” he came back with two glasses and climbed back in bed with her and he took a couple of big sips of his and placed the glass on the night stand, she did the same. Then they snuggled down in the bed and it seemed fighting the urge to sleep was hard. They were spent after that and both wanted to lie down, so they talked and he held on to her. Royce’s biggest concern was other men having her. He didn’t want anyone else to touch her, they wouldn’t appreciate her the way he did he knew that. The others just wanted to check off a notch on their bedpost and he didn’t, it was more than that for him, he didn’t know what. You love her, popped in his head, no, no she’s married to another man I can’t love her. I want her though, want her very much, he thought just as quickly.

  “Look now that you’ve joined I can make sure I’m here, that I’ll always be here for you,” he said.

  “Oh, that would be nice, but can we do that?”


  “Of course we can, we can choose who we want. There are no rules about who you choose, remember that Sedona you always have a choice,” he said and she snuggled in closer to him, “I’m glad, I was worried about that, worried about the men I’d have to be with.”

  “Well you don’t have to be with anyone but me if you choose,” he smiled inside, “I’ll be here, I’ll look out for you,” he said and she smiled, good, she thought, I’ll have my blue eyed man. And despite themselves they drifted off, but when they woke they were clamoring to get to each other.

  Royce was so happy she was only going to be with him he showed her how much in every way possible. He went to the drawers and pulled out the dildo and vibrator and he poured chocolate sauce all over her and delighted in licking it off her body, he put a huge dollop of whip cream on his hard member and let Joy savor him as she sucked and licked him, and Joy felt him sucking her backside and she smiled a little smile. The last time he’d done that she had two big hickeys on her butt. She didn’t know if Michael saw them, but she was dressing one morning and turned her back to her mirror to check out her behind and saw to dark spots underneath her underwear. “What is that?” She said as she lowered her underwear and saw the hickeys her blue eyed man had left, it looked like to two eyes staring back at her. She laughed and thought about him for weeks afterwards and every time she saw the hickeys she chuckled, and she knew he’d leave her marked the same as hard as he was sucking and the way he seemed to love it back there turned her on, she moved against his mouth. And before they knew it they heard Patty on the intercom.

  “The night is over my midnight lovers, I hope you had fun and found what your heart desires, until next time,” and Royce didn’t want the night to end. They’d had fun, but knowing he would see her again that thought buoyed him.

  They cleaned up in the bathroom together, he helped her with her zipper, and put her shoes on her feet, and just before they walked out he took her in his arms and kissed her, his need and want of her never satisfied it seemed.

  “So next month, you’ll be here?” He asked making sure.

  “Yes, I’ll be here.”

  CHAPTER 3 , THE CLUB

  The next month Royce mingled with the party feigning interest in what was being said and doing a little flirting with a few women who flirted with him. Joy was on the other side of the room and he took glimpses at her, someone was always talking to her especially Collin or James Bondage as he went by in The Club. He saw her laugh and smile a few times, and his heart lurched, hoping she wouldn’t change her mind. They had a pact, she would choose him and he her, he was passing time waiting for Patty to get the party started. He checked his watch, at midnight she usually came on the mike, even though couples started arriving around eleven thirty to feel each other out, to see who was there, if a favorite was there or not. It was a few minutes before the appointed hour and he made his way to Joy.

  “Hello Sedona,” he whispered in her ear.

  “Jeremy, it’s nice to see you,” she said, and a few moments later Patty was on the mike.

  “If you’ve made your choice for your night of pleasure you may find a location of your choosing, if not the night is still young,” he took Joy’s hand and led her away.

  The next month it was the same. He feigned interest in others while watching Joy and waiting for Patty’s announcement and then he’d lead Joy away, and he was happy. At first no one noticed or at least the wives didn’t seem to notice, but the men were starting to grumble and say things to him.

  “Hey Royce way to keep her to yourself,” Collin said on the course the next time he saw him. He knew Collin wanted her, he’d seen him flirting with her on the tennis courts and he was a little pissed too because he was sure Joy thought he was him. He could tell by the way she looked when they spoke, and for his part he was trying to make her see that he was her blue eyed man. Every time he was in the same vicinity with her he would look intently at her or make conversation and he’d stare at her a little longer than normal just to make her see and she’d look back at him and always just before her moment of recognition they were interrupted and the moment would be lost. At least Collin was playing tennis and had a reason to talk to her, but he didn’t. So when he did speak to her or was at the same function he willed his thoughts to her, willed her to see him and so far he wasn’t sure if she knew or not. She didn’t give off any hints that she did, but she gave off hints that she thought it was Collin just by her body language.

  And now his buddies were upset with him. Even Bobby was being vocal and cornered him in his office.

  “Hey man can I talk to you about something?”

  “Yeah, sure”

  “It’s about The Club.”

  Royce looked up, “As long as it’s not about Joy sure.”

  “Well it is man, what are you doing Royce? It’s not right what you’re doing, she can go to someone else man.”

  “It’s her choice too Bobby and she’s choosing me.”

  “Yeah, you sure about that? It’s not right man, that’s why they call it a club, we all get to share in the merchandise,” and Royce glared at him.

  “She’s not something you can just pass around okay. She makes her choice and I make mine, we’re not doing anything wrong,” Royce said clearly agitated.

  “Well I want her next time, let her choose me,” and Royce glared at him and Bobby winced, “Royce you can’t have her to yourself man. The fellas are starting to talk and they don’t like it,” Bobby said trying to ease the tension.

  “I don’t give a damn what they don’t like! She has a right to choose! You act as if she’s not human, like she doesn’t have a say! Leave it alone Bobby okay, we’re doing nothing wrong and you know it,” Royce said angrily.

  Bobby looked at him, just stared for a moment, “What are you doing man? Why do you care who has her?”

  “Bobby man fuck I said leave it okay!”

  Bobby kept looking at Royce and he was beginning to see, “I understand Royce man, she’s new, she’s different.”

  Royce looked at him, “What are you implying Bobby?”

  Bobby knew Royce hadn’t seen many black people, but for him he’d grown up in Waco and went to Waco High and he’d seen plenty of black people and black girls and yeah there were a couple that he wanted to be with, but he didn’t need to go that route there were plenty of other girls around to dabble in that pond.

  “Look Royce, I get it. You went to a private school and nothing the likes of Joy went there okay, I get it, but it’s a club man. We all get to sample…the wares,” and Royce glared harder.

  “Bobby shut the hell up! You don’t know how that sounds coming from you, and you know we don’t sample all the wares. I haven’t been with Sarah and you damn well better not be with Tammy okay and you know there’s others we don’t want to be with, so can that shit, alright,” and Bobby knew he was right and he didn’t want Tammy anyway, he never did. He’d always thought she won Royce my default that Royce could have had anybody he wanted. He’d known that at Tech, he wasn’t a chick magnet like Royce and after he started hanging with him girls came up to him every day asking about Royce. At first he would tell Royce, but Royce was so into Sharla and he understood that, Sharla was a complete babe. He never understood how he ended up with Tammy after Sharla, Tammy was mediocre at best. With the dental work and the boob job she’s better and between her and her trash friend Jody she was the cute one that night, but she wasn’t supposed to end up his wife that was for sure. But now Royce was acting like he owned Joy and that wasn’t right,

  “Yes, you’re right but that’s because we have an agreement between the two of us. We don’t have an agreement about Joy and you know it…,” and Bobby paused for a moment before he said, “And you don’t have the right to make one concerning her either.”

  Royce glared at him and said, “She makes her own decisions and you can’t force her. None of you can force her to be with you if she doesn’t want to, and you know that!” Royc
e said angrily.

  “Well I’m having her next time,” and he saw the fierce anger in Royce’s eyes, his blue eyes cold and hard as steel, his jaw and lips tight, and Bobby wondered, god dammit what’s he doing, he’s acting like she’s his, and he knew for sure he had to stop this. He was taking Joy to his bed next time.

  Tonight was the fourth time he was meeting Joy since they’d made their pact, and Royce smiled to himself as he worked out in his home gym. He was doing his sit ups on his sit up contraption, preparing for tonight and Joy. He was laying on the board his arms across his chest, going up and down counting his strong abs working, sweat beading on his body, his thoughts of Joy and on completing his work out. He tried not to think of her too much or he’d lose count, he was on fifty he had a hundred and fifty more to go, he did two hundred every day. He couldn’t’ stop smiling as he worked thinking of tonight and Joy. Fuck me dark eyed lady, went through his mind, Ahh yeah, he was thinking, and then Bobby’s words came to his mind. “Shit!” He lost count, “I’m not starting over,” he said to himself. That was his unwritten rule, if he lost count he must start over, “Fuck!” He said to himself, “Where was I around ninety something, okay I’ll start there, 90, 91, 92…why did Bobby or any of them care who had Joy?” She was her own woman she could choose only him if she wanted and she did only want him, did she Royce or did you plant it in her head? “It doesn’t matter, she agreed to it,” he said and she’s happy with the arrangement and so was he.

  Joy loved the arrangement. She could tolerate being in a club like this now. She had Michael at home who was a wonderful lover and father. He always pleased her beyond words, from the moment she decided he was worthy he’d proven time and time again he was. He’d made her happy. Even though she’d gotten pregnant with their son Michael Deon before they were ready everything had worked as they’d planned it. Michael was such a stickler for plans and right after they got married she found out she was pregnant he’d said, “It’s before we planned but okay we’ll deal with it,” it wasn’t the best response and not the one she wanted but that was Michael he had them on a schedule and he’d had children planned a few years down the road. He hadn’t planned she’d get pregnant on their honeymoon, and neither did she for that matter.