Side Chick Turned Wife: A Hood Romance

by Tamicka Higgins

  My hair was on point as fuck too. I let it stay natural and fluffed it up a little with some product that Mel was messin’ around with. It made my curls stay in nice ringlets and the texture of my hair was fuckin’ amazing. I did another quick twirl before realizing that I forgot to put on some lipstick. I recently bought some of that matte liquid lipstick in this real loud red color. It wasn’t too loud, but enough to grab some attention. I liked this shit ‘cause I heard that it takes some effort for it to come off. That meant that I could be drinkin’ and kissin’ all up on Tyrek and this shit ain’t gone come off. When I finished applying the lipstick, I watched as it dried and tapped it lightly to make sure that it was good and dry. I looked hot as fuck, and I was definitely ready to have a good ass time with Tyrek.

  I strutted over to the living room and looked out the window. I leaned onto the window sill as I waited for him. He didn’t take too long after that. Before I knew it, I heard loud music blarin’ from someone’s car and it sounded like it was comin’ down the street in my direction. My neighborhood was quiet as fuck and it wasn’t normal for someone to come rollin’ down the street blastin’ some Fetty Wap. But shit, come my way baby, I’ll gladly get into his car no matter who is lookin’ at us. I love my quiet lil neighborhood, but it was nice to hear my baby comin’ down the street with his windows down and music blarin’. In a way, he is a slight reminder of what I moved from. I used to live in the projects, and I used to be one of them prostitutes and shit who used to roam the streets for money. It was good money, but it wasn’t somethin’ I wanted to make a career out of, which is why I left and Mel helped me get out of that situation. So whenever baby rolls down the streets like that, it gives me slight nostalgia of what it was like livin’ that life. Maybe I miss that? Nah, I don’t miss the struggle, but I do miss the fast life and the money and the fun. Shit, that it the very essence of what this man is and I love that shit.

  I quickly grabbed my little black clutch and headed down the stairs as he pulled up in front of my house.

  “Hey baby,” he said as I hopped into the car.

  He eyed me real good and bit his bottom lip. He looked like he approved of my outfit and that made me really happy.

  “Damn, babe. You lookin’ real nice. I knew you would be able to dress up just like daddy likes.”

  I couldn’t help but giggle and roll my eyes. He placed his hand on my thigh as we drove off to the club. Every now and then, he would give me a nice squeeze or caress my thigh. It was such a turn on, but I knew that I had to wait until later, couldn’t jump him right now. Even though I really wanted to.

  We pulled up to the club and he had someone valet park his car for him. I saw that the club was packed and there was a hella long line of halfway dressed hoes and niggas waitin’ to get in. I knew that rollin’ with Tyrek meant that I didn’t have to wait in line to get in. He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me close to him as we just walked in. I looked back at the bitches who were waitin’ at the door, eyein’ my man and shootin’ me dirty looks. I just rolled my eyes and stayed close to his side, proud to be his arm candy for the night. We walked through the club and I watched as he said hello to his friends. Baby must have noticed that niggas was lookin’ me up and down ‘cause he pulled me extra close to him and made it known that I was rollin’ with him. I loved that attention and I’m sure he did too—knowin’ he had a badass female hangin’ on his arm who all these niggas wanted to approach and dance with. I wasn’t havin’ any of that shit, that is for sure. I was only there for my man.

  We finally made it to the VIP section where they had a bunch of bottles in some ice, strippers, blunts, and a good amount of his friends. They all welcomed him and did their infamous handshake before they came my way and hugged me. Baby grabbed me by my waist again and led me to the back where there was another section of his friends and some more drinks. There was a stripper in a bikini wavin’ around some sparkler and a nigga was all up on her. It looked like they was havin’ a good ass time back here. Tyrek grabbed a bottle of Ciroc and two glasses of ice. He turned to me as he poured it into the glass, handing me one that was filled all the way to the top. I tried to be careful not to spill it, but it ended up goin’ everywhere anyway so I just shrugged my shoulders and drank it up. Baby saw that I was quick to finish my drink so he took my cup from my hand and ended up dumpin’ the ice before he filled it up to the top again.

  “You ain’t need that ice, babe. You a real one, you can take it just like that. The bottle was kind of cold anyway. Go on, drink up baby, we gone celebrate.”

  I took the cup and knocked it back like it was a glass of water. I cringed a little and shook away the burn. Tyrek wrapped his arms around my waist again and lead me to sit down with him, where he then poured us another glass of Ciroc. By this time, we was both in our zone. The music started to sound like it was gettin' louder, and I just felt the need to either fuck this nigga right here right now, kiss and just touch all up on him, or get up to dance. I was all up in my feels so I had no idea what I wanted to do with myself. I watched as Tyrek let go of me and went to go say hello to some more of his friends, leavin’ me with these random ass niggas and fit ass strippers. I decided that I wanted to try some shit. I felt like I needed more alcohol in my system and some type of drugs or somethin’ before I went up to go dance. Shit, I don’t know. All I know is, I was havin’ me a good ass time and I wanted to go dance.

  I leaned over and got up, stumbling when I caught my foot. The stripper that was wavin’ the sparklers around earlier caught me and helped me to make sure I was up and on my feet.

  “Oooooh girl. You gone be aight? Come let me hold you. You want somethin’ to drink or smoke or somthin’?” She said as she wrapped her arms around my waist.

  I ain’t ever been one to fuck around with females but if I were to, she would be the perfect candidate. Shawty was it. She had the perfect fit body, perfect skin complexion, her makeup wasn’t too much, her hair was long, and she was just fucking gorgeous.

  I just nodded my head, not knowing what the fuck she just said. I let her take me to wherever. It was a section similar to the one that we were just in. The people looked the same too, but I was for sure that this girl took me to some other area. She sat me down and sat down next to me, pressing her body close to mine as she leaned over to the table and grabbed us a blunt.

  “You wanna try some new shit? This is my favorite,” she whispered all seductive and shit into my ear. Shawty had her lips barely grazin’ my ear. That shit gave me the chills. I didn’t know how to act or feel, whatever the fuck this woman was doin’ was puttin’ me all up in them feels.

  I looked over at her and licked my lips as I looked at hers. She must have taken that as a yes because she turned back to the table and grabbed the swisher sweet and weed. I just watched in awe as she placed the weed on the swisher and made sure it was all level and shit. I thought she was gone wrap it up but she didn’t. Instead, she grabbed a little baggie with some white substance in it. She opened it up and pinched a little bit of it to sprinkle all along the inside of the blunt before licking it up to finish rollin’ it.

  “You ready?” she asked as she placed the blunt in my mouth and took a lighter to the other end of it.

  I took a couple hits off of it and coughed horrendously. When I finished coughing, I found myself in a fuckin’ daze and on the floor. Shawty was laughin’ as she took the blunt from my hand and took a few hits off of it like it was nothin’.

  “You good, mami?” she asked as she skillfully held the blunt in her mouth and bent over to help me up.

  I was straight deadweight so when she went to pull me up, I only gave a little and ended up fallin’ back on my side, bringin’ shawty down with me. She ended up fallin’ on top of me and rolled over on her side, continuing to laugh. I got up and steadied myself. I don’t know what this girl put in this shit, but I was strugglin’. For one, I kept blackin’ out every once and a while. Whatever that shit was, it made me wanna dance and it made me w
anna get all over some nigga. My nigga or this shawty right here, I honestly didn’t care. I wanted to be touched and to touch others.

  I hobbled back over to the main floor and the stripper hoe followed behind me, holding on to my waist like we was some damn human train or somethin’. The strobe lights and loud music made me wanna move my body so I did. I started dancin’ everywhere. I danced on everyone and anything, I was real life zonin’. I didn’t know where I was or who I was dancin’ with, but I was happy and this just felt so good.

  Tyrek came out to the dance floor and spotted me. He grabbed me by my waist and we went to dancin’. I was all twerkin’ on him and he was holdin’ me good and close to him, grippin’ on my waist real firm. We danced for a while, or for what felt like a while. I wasn’t sure; I was too damn crossfaded to tell between time and shit. I was still high but it felt like whatever I was on was startin’ to wear off and I was startin’ to come down from this high.

  When the music stopped, Tyrek grabbed my hand and led me back to the VIP section that we were in earlier. We just chilled in there for a little while longer and drank some more. I sat back in the couch thing and looked at what was goin’ on around me. I couldn’t really tell much that was goin’ on, but I was able to recognize that there were people kissing, drinking, dancing, getting danced on, smokin’, and other shit. We was all havin’ a good ass time.

  While I was in my daze watchin’ everyone else, Tyrek grabbed my face and forced his lips on mine. It caught me by surprise but I wasn’t mad. I just went with it and started to make out with my baby. This shit turned me on and I found myself climbin’ on top of him. We obviously didn’t care who was around us or who was watchin’. He grabbed and squeezed my waist and kept lifting up my dress as we sat there. He stopped lifting my dress when he was just below my breasts, and when he realized that niggas was eyein’ my damn near bare ass. Tyrek pulled my dress back down and looked up at me as he bit his lip.

  “Aye, let’s go up to my room. I got a suite up at the telly over there. Come on.”

  I just nodded my head as I dismounted him and grabbed his hand. We brushed through the crowd and made our way outside. The nigga at valet was about to go pick up Tyrek’s car, but he waved him away and told him to move the car to the telly instead. While he was doin’ that, we wobbled over to the telly and made our way up to the suite.

  I walked inside the suite and leaned up against the wall to take off my heels. Just as I was tossin’ them aside, he came up to me and pushed me back up against the wall, forcing his tongue down my throat as we passionately kissed. He wasted no time and started to pull my dress up, breakin’ our kiss as he pulled the dress over my head. Once he had that tossed aside, he placed his lips on my neck and went to biting on me. I tossed my neck back and let out a soft moan. It felt so damn good; baby was applyin’ just the right amount of pressure on my neck.

  He lifted his head and picked me up to toss me onto the bed in his bedroom. As I sat up on the bed and unhooked my bra, he pushed me back down onto the bed and kissed down my body. He definitely knew what he wanted and he was not about to waste any time. When his trail of kisses stopped at my waist, he tugged on my panties and slid them off. He then parted my legs and hovered his lips right before my pussy. He looked up at me with a smug lil smile on his face before he nibbled on my pussy lips. He was such a tease. I wanted him to get on and start doin’ some work with his mouth. So much for hurrying up just to wait again. I wiggled my hips in anticipation and grabbed at his hair, clenching tightly as I pushed his head down. He got the cue and let out a chuckle before he used his fingers to slide in and out of me, making me squirm and moan. After doin’ that for a minute or so, he then gave me what I wanted and started to eat me out. I arched my back and grabbed at his head while he licked my pussy and slid his tongue in and out of me. After a while, I grabbed onto his face and dragged him back up to kiss me.

  He got up to take off his shirt before he rolled over to lay right next to me. That was my cue that it was my turn and I was more than happy to pleasure my man. I climbed on top of him and kissed his body like he did to me, trailing my kisses down to his waist. He still had his jeans on and that was a problem. So to fix that, I slowly unbuttoned his jeans and wiggled them off of him. I could see his length through his boxers and that excited me even more. I mean, it wasn’t anything new to me ‘cause I’ve seen it before but every time felt like it was the very first time.

  Because he teased me earlier, I thought it would be funny to put baby through the shit that he put me through. I ran my hand across his boxers and rubbed his length before I slowly took off his boxers. That killed him. He looked extremely impatient and that turned me on. It made me feel like he wanted me. I smiled and chuckled as I took him into my hand, stroking him teasingly and very slowly. He smiled at me and it looked like he was motioning me to go on and suck his dick, but I didn’t want to, not yet at least. I wanted to tease him even more and make him impatient. So I spit on my hand and used it as a lubricant. He tilted his head back and impatiently wiggled his hips. I was content with that and decided that I would finally give him what he wanted. I lifted his dick and licked the underside of it, trailing my tongue up the shaft all the way to the tip. I looked up to see how he was doin’ and I giggled knowing that he was enjoying himself. As I groped his balls, I took his entire length into my mouth and slowly bobbed my head. He let out a groan and placed his hands on the back of my head, forcing me down onto his dick. I did as he wished and gagged on his dick before taking it out of my mouth. I smiled at him as I continued to stroke his dick with my hand. He then picked me up and tossed me back onto the bed so that I was on my back and he was in front of me with my legs spread apart.

  I licked my lips and wiggled my hips in anticipation again. I knew exactly what he was getting ready to do and I was ready for it. He pulled me closer to him and propped my hips up so that it would be easier for him to slide inside of me. He looked at me slyly before he slid himself home.

  “Shit baby, you so damn tight. I love this shit.” He moaned as he slid his entire length inside of me.

  My response for him wasn’t verbal. I just winced and moaned, wanting more of him. He rotated his hips in and out of me, moving slowly at first before speeding up. We didn’t even get a chance to fully enjoy one another by switching to other positions. I mean, I was enjoying myself as is, I just wish it lasted longer. We only spent a few minutes in this position before we both came at the same time. I wanted more, but it seemed like Tyrek was finished.

  He pulled himself out of me and laid down next to me, catching his breath. I tried to initiate and make some type of contact with him, but he pushed me away. Was I hurt? Kind of, but I knew not to get all emotional and shit because I was the side bitch, not his main hoe. That was somethin’ I should have recognized by now. Of course I have realized that, but there are just moments when we are together that he makes it feel like we are more than that. I can’t let that shit keep getting to me though.

  I simply rolled back onto my side and rolled off of the bed. I was still pretty faded from the combination of all the shit that I took tonight. It was wearing off, but I could still feel it. I just wanted to take a shower and lay back down. I hobbled over to the bathroom and turned on the shower to the hottest that I could take it. I stepped inside and leaned up against the wall, letting the water just flow down my back. It was so relaxing, but it was starting to make me dizzy so I shut off the water, stepped out of the shower, wrapped the towel around me, and took a seat on the toilet. I leaned forward and placed my head in my hands as I became lightheaded. Well damn. Looks like the shower helped me for only a moment before it made me dizzier than I already was. I needed to lay down now. I walked back into the room and saw Tyrek still lying in bed. I looked around for a spare shirt to put on, but I didn’t see any so I just went back to the bed with just the towel wrapped around me.

  I looked over to the clock that was on the nightstand and saw that it was hella late. It was already thre
e in the morning and I had a ten o’clock shift later on in the morning. Tyrek noticed me looking at the clock.

  “You wanna stay wit me or you tryna go home?” He said, sounding pretty blunt. The way he said that made it seem like he wanted me to go home. It wasn’t welcoming at all.

  “I wanna go home.” I said, matching his same tone.

  We both got up and put our clothes back on before we made our way down to the lobby and then over to the parking garage. It was quiet for the most part as we walked to the car, and it was even more awkwardly quiet on the way to my house. I didn’t like the silence so I tried to break it.

  “Thank you for tonight. I wanna have fun like that again with you, and I wanna spend some more time with you.”

  “Yeah.”

  Yeah? His response to all the shit I just said was that? What the hell was I missing? Why the fuck is this nigga sayin “yeah”? I was getting flustered but I didn’t wanna turn up on bae so I just sat there lookin’ pretty. I just kept my lil loud mouth closed ‘cause I didn’t wanna start shit with him.