Melanie’s cherry-red lips parted.” Thanks. I’m ready. Let’s go.”
“Why the sudden rush?” Wellington asked.
“I’m so excited. I just want to get there early. That’s all. Shall we?” insisted Melanie as she extended her arm to Wellington for him to escort her.
Wellington opened the doors for Melanie. She liked that a lot. She fastened her seat belt and rested her head back.
“Who called?” asked Wellington.
Melanie never flinched.” Oh, that was my mother calling to tell me what a great time they had on the tour.” Jada was an amateur as far as she was concerned.
“Is there something on your mind?” asked Wellington as he drove across the Bay Bridge.
“Actually, I was thinking. You and Jada make such a wonderful couple,” Melanie lied.” How did the two of you meet?”
As she listened to Wellington talk about the night he met Jada, Melanie’s eyes filled with tears of envy.” Oh, that’s so romantic.”
When they arrived, Walter and Wendy were already seated.
“Hey, man, you clean up pretty good,” Wellington said as they walked up to the table.
“You don’t do too bad of a job yourself, man,” Walter replied.
“Wendy. Walter, let me introduce you to my friend, Melanie Marie Thompson. She’s also my houseguest. And pleased to finally get to the hottest nightclub in California.”
“Pleased to meet you, Wendy and Walter,” said Melanie, extending her hand to greet them.
Melanie engaged Wendy in a conversation about social organizations. Wendy was surprised to learn that they were members of several of the same organizations. Wellington and Walter decided to take a walk over to the bar.
“We’ll be back,” Walter said.” That’ll give you ladies a moment to sort through the various affiliations.”
Melanie and Wendy continued their discussion.
“I’m supposed to leave next week,” Melanie said, “but Mrs. Jones got me a job in San Francisco. I think I’m going to like life in Cali. Please don’t mention this to Wellington. We want it to be a surprise.”
“How do you know Wellington?”
“His mother and my mother have been friends practically all their lives. So, how long have you and Walter been married?” asked Melanie.
“Ten years. Walter and I married right after college. I graduated from Spelman and Walter graduated from Morehouse,” said Wendy.” We both moved back home to California and the rest is wonderful.”
Wellington and Walter returned.” We just ordered a bottle of champagne for the table, ladies,” said Wellington.
“If you’d like something else, please let us know,” said Walter.
“The two of you seem to have hit it off well,” commented Wellington.
“Very well,” responded Wendy.” Walter, I didn’t come out here to sit down all night. Let’s dance.”
“Your wish is my command,” replied Walter.
“Isn’t that sweet. After ten years, they’re still happily married and still in love,” said Melanie.
“I guess you guys did talk a lot,” said Wellington.” Would you like to dance?”
Melanie wondered what took him so long to ask. “Yes. I’d like that.”
LTD’s “You and I Were Meant to Be” played as soon as Melanie and Wellington stepped on the floor. Melanie placed her hand on Wellington’s shoulder. The other he held in his hand. Wellington placed his other hand around Melanie’s waist. Melanie inconspicuously pressed her breasts against Wellington’s chest. She leaned her face next to his. It felt so right. It couldn’t be wrong. They par-tied the night away. They laughed, talked, and danced all night long.
“Well, I guess we had better call it a night,” suggested Wellington.” It’s almost two.”
“Tell Jada we said hello,” said Wendy.
“Oh shit!” responded Wellington.” I forgot to call.”
Melanie remained silent.
“Man, you’d forget to call your mama if she wasn’t on speed dial.” Walter laughed.
On the way to the car Wellington mumbled about forgetting to call Jada. Melanie listened but opted not to comment, to avoid provoking a conversation she didn’t want to have.
Wellington pressed a button. The moon roof opened.
“The stars are beautiful tonight. Don’t you think so?” asked Melanie.
“Are you connected with them?” asked Wellington.
“I’m connected with every living element in the universe,” Melanie replied.
“You know, the last time I saw you, you were seriously underdeveloped. Now, look at you,” Wellington said as he glanced at Melanie’s breasts.
“Well, little girls do grow up,” said Melanie. “You always did look good but now your ass is damn near irresistible.” She looked from his dick up to his dreamy eyes.
Melanie waited until Wellington opened the door. She walked upstairs and kicked off her shoes. She looked deep into Wellington’s eyes. Her lips stood an inch away from his. “Thanks. I had a wonderful time.”
Wellington never said a word. He didn’t need to. Melanie French-kissed Wellington with all the passion she could muster. She was surprised when he reciprocated. Melanie led Wellington into his bedroom. Undressed him. Massaged his body all over. Then she tamed him like a wild horse. She figured Jada was too dainty to have spanked that ass. So she did it for her. Melanie rode Wellington until everything came up, including the sun.
Chapter 8
Wellington tossed and turned. He wanted to believe it was all a dream but the stickiness in his crotch convinced him otherwise. Wellington had just dozed off when his phone rang. The digital clock on the dresser across the room showed 9:45 A.M.
“Hello.” He glimpsed over at Melanie. She rolled over and hugged the pillow. He pinched himself. Unfortunately the past several hours were real. Wellington shook his head.
“Good morning,” Jada said.
“Oh, hi, ba, I was going to call you, but you beat me to it.” Wellington yawned.” How are you doing?” Melanie sat up. He put his finger over her lips.
“I’m getting ready to board my plane. I should make it to my place around eleven. But right now I’d like for you to explain what happened last night?” Whenever Jada was cool, calm, and collected on the outside, Wellington knew her emotions tipped the opposite end of the scale.
“I’d like for someone to explain to me what happened last night,” Wellington remarked. Melanie gathered her red dress and shoes and strolled out of Wellington’s bedroom.
“Well, first let me say, I left several messages with Melanie. Second of all, your first obligation is to me, not her. When did you decide to take her out dancing? And don’t worry about how I found out.”
“Ba, look, I apologize. I don’t want to argue about this. What time should I pick you up for the barbecue?” Wellington knew he’d fucked up. Right now he realized the shortest distance between two pussies was a straight lie.” It was nothing. Really.”
“I’m not going,” Jada snapped.
“But you have to go.” Wellington rubbed his bald head.” This is my first opportunity to introduce my fiancée to the extended family.”
“They’re just a group of pretenders. Just like Mr. Hamilton said. So why should I bother. I’ll meet them soon enough, at the wedding.”
“Please, do this for me, my Nubian Queen,” Wellington begged.” I’ll pick you up around noon.” He didn’t wait for a response. He hung up the phone and walked into the guest bedroom.
“Wake up. I need to talk to you.”
“Can’t it wait until later?” Melanie asked.” My ass is tired.”
“No. So get up,” Wellington insisted. Melanie sat in the center of the bed and leaned forward over her pillow.
“Look. What we did last night was wrong. I don’t want you to think I don’t love Diamond. I love her more than anything. I just got caught up in the moment.”
“It’s too early for sentiments. Can you just write
it down for me?” said Melanie as she swooped the pillow behind her head and slid under the covers.
“Just promise me you’ll forget this happened.”
“What happened?” Melanie paused.” See. I’ve forgotten already.”
“Don’t be cute.” Wellington smiled.” What time are you going over to help Mom?”
“She said she didn’t need my help.” Wellington watched Melanie turn her back.” I’m riding with you so don’t leave me. And turn off the light on your way out.”
It was a perfect day in the bay. Wellington breezed through the traffic in his black Expedition. He glanced over at Melanie in the passenger seat. His dick got hard every time he thought about last night. He had no idea she had matured so much. The royal blue wraparound top she wore reminded him of his first date with Jada. He noticed she’d changed her hairstyle too. Her cherry-red lips exacerbated his hard-on.
“Melanie?”
“Yes,” she replied softly.
“Please don’t forget what we discussed this morning.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not going to get attached. It was all in fun. We both had a great time. And Jada will never know what happened.” Melanie smiled.
Wellington redirected his energy as he parked in one of the visitor spaces.” Wait here. I’ll be right back. And if you don’t mind, please get in the back.” Melanie’s head moved downward and her eyes flipped up at Wellington. He was relieved when she opened the car door.
“Hello, Mr. Jones,” Edward said.” Would you like me to buzz Ms. Tanner?”
“No thanks, Edward. I’ll go up,” responded Wellington.
When the elevator door closed, Wellington unzipped his blue denim shorts and repositioned himself. He slipped his key into the space marked PENTHOUSE. He stepped into Jada’s entrance, grabbed a mint from the lifelike butler statue, and picked up his chilled glass of Moët.
He could always tell what mood Jada was in by what she left at the door. The time she’d left fresh strawberries with chocolate, champagne, a red rose, and explicit instructions on how she wanted him to please her ranked above all.
“Hi, baby,” Wellington called out. “You ready?” Wellington sat on the plush couch in the living room.
Jada sashayed out of the bedroom wearing a black strapless crushed-velvet cat suit.” I’m ready,” she said. She pecked Wellington on the cheek.
The all-too-familiar fragrance lingered in the air.” So, is that all I get?” he asked as he ran his fingers through her hair.
“For now. Yes.” Jada walked toward the elevator.
“Melanie’s in the car. She didn’t have to help Mom after all, so she decided to ride with us.” Wellington watched Jada’s eyes cut to the corner as far as they could, and then they rolled front and center. He waited for her to say something. She didn’t.
“I know this situation has been uncomfortable for you. It’s uncomfortable for me too.” Welling ton tilted Jada’s chin and looked into her eyes.” By this time next week, she’ll be packing her things to leave.” Jada didn’t say a word.
When they stepped off the elevator, Melanie was in the lobby talking with Edward.” Hi, Jada! It’s so good to see you.”
“Hi, Melanie. You look great!”Jada looked Melanie up and down. Then shifting her gaze toward Wellington, she tightened her eyelids and the corners of her mouth. She immediately turned back to Melanie and smiled.
Wellington’s thick eyebrows cringed together. Wrinkles developed along his forehead. He rubbed his temples and opened the door forjada and then Melanie.
“So, Jada. How was your trip?” Melanie asked.” Who was on the set?”
“Roger Turner and Terrell Morgan,” Jada responded. Wellington couldn’t see Jada’s eyes through her dark sunglasses. But if the corners of her mouth would spread any further, her face would probably crack.
“Oh! Roger Turner. Isn’t he the biggest flirt?” said Melanie.” I call him Chocolate Thunder. Because when lightning strikes—and he flashes that Taye Diggs smile—your pussy rumbles and the rain comes pouring down.” Melanie laughed and slapped her thigh. Jada laughed so hard her glasses fell in her lap.
Wellington cleared his throat.” Excuse me. Can we please change the subject, ladies?”
“So, Jada, are Terrell and Candice still an item?” Melanie chuckled.
“They most certainly are—”
“Oh, Jada, before I forget,” said Melanie.” This is the best way to handle the guests. One, always smile and nod agreeably even if you’re not paying attention. Two, you can’t go wrong asking them questions about themselves. And three, if they ask you a question you don’t want to answer, tell them you’ll have to do tea. with them sometime soon, but right now you have spotted someone you must say hello to. Just follow my lead.”
Wellington drove behind the shuttle bus that transported the guests up the hill.
‘This is going to be great!” exclaimed Melanie.” There are well over a hundred people and folks are still coming.” Melanie darted out of the car before Wellington turned off the engine. She opened Jada’s door. “Jada, come with me!”
Wellington watched Melanie and Jada disappear into the crowd.
“Oh, Robert. I’m so happy you and Ruby could make it,” Wellington heard his mother say a? he walked up behind her. He placed his finger over his lip and motioned to Robert and Ruby.” Who are your guests?” asked Cynthia.
“Allow me to introduce you to Jazzmyne and her two children, Brandon and Shelly,” Ruby answered.
“Pleased to make your acquaintances,” said Cynthia.” Do enjoy your stay. If there’s anything you need, ask any of the gentlemen in tuxedos. Now do excuse me. I must greet the rest of my guests.”
Wellington grabbed his mother around the waist.
“Boy, I told you to stop that.”
Wellington kissed Cynthia on the cheek.” Hi, Mrs. Tanner. Mr. Hamilton. Jazzmyne, Brandon, and Shelly,” said Wellington.
“Where’s Melanie?” asked Cynthia.
“Oh, she’s introducingjada to the guests.”
“Very good,” commented Cynthia as she walked away.
“Well, a leopard doesn’t change its spots,” said Robert.” That woman will live the rest of her life in Cynthialand. But one of these days, you mark my words, her world is going to come tumbling down around her.”
Shelly interrupted, “So, Mr. Wellington, we finally meet. I want you to know that I’m still averaging a four-point-oh and I love my school. You’re the nicest man our family has ever known.”
Brandon stood next to Shelly and held his hand out for Wellington to give him five. Wellington slapped Brandon’s little hand. Then he held his open for Brandon.
“So you’re Mr. Wellington Jones,” said Jazzmyne.” Let me give you a great big hug. How can I ever repay you?”
Wellington’s forehead wrinkled when he looked into Jazzmyne’s eyes. There was a weird familiarity about them.” If Shelly keeps that 4.0 average and Brandon does the same, that’s all the return I need on my investment.” Wellington scanned the crowd, searching for Jada and Melanie.” I don’t mean to be rude but would you please excuse me? I need to find my fiancée.”
“Oh, Mr. Wellington,” said Shelly, “before you leave. I made a birthday present for you, but I forgot it at home. Mommy said she’d make sure you got it.”
“Thanks, Shelly.” Wellington swooped Shelly up in the air and spun her around three times. Maybe he would spot Jada.
Brandon jumped up and down.” Do me too, Mr. Wellington!” Wellington whirled Brandon around three times. Brandon sat on the lawn and smiled. Wellington patted his head. There were too many people outside, so he went inside.
“Hey, Dad. How’s everything going?” Wellington walked into the living room. His dad was reclining in his favorite beige leather chair. It was out of place amid the Victorian furniture. His dad never liked to mingle for extended periods of time so it was easy for Wellington to find him.
“Where’sJada?” asked Dad.
> “Oh, Melanie is introducing her to the guests.” Wellington tossed his baseball cap on the coffee table.
“Melanie? Why not you or your mother?”
Wellington wondered why his dad refused to shave his head. It reminded him of a glass of water that was half empty or half full. The salt-and-pepper-colored hair receded so far back you could see the bald spot through the hole in the back of a baseball cap.” Mom’s too busy. Besides, Melanie volunteered.”
“Sit down for a moment, son. Let me have a talk with you.” Wellington sat on the edge of the couch closest to his father.
“Sure, Pops. Is everything okay?”
His dad released the reclining lever. “Your mother likes Melanie because she fits into her circle. Jada doesn’t.”
“Just be direct,” said Wellington.
Wellington’s dad glanced toward the door. He lowered his voice.” Son, I want you to be happy. Draw your own circle. And when you do, don’t let anyone erase it. Remember what I’m saying. Soon there will come a time when you will have to decide what is best for you.”
“Pops.” Wellington stood and placed his hand on his father’s shoulder.” I’ve always been my own man.”
Cynthia stepped into the room.” What are you two doing in here?” She stared at Chris and then looked at Wellington. “You’re supposed to be outside greeting guests. Let’s reunite.” Cynthia clapped her hands twice.” Shall we?” She smiled. At fifty-eight, Cynthia didn’t look a day over fifty. With the exception of her shiny gray hair and thin lips, Cynthia looked a lot like Lena Home.
‘Tour wish is our command,” said Chris as he stood and bowed. His reversed one-pack rolled over his belt and back. Wellington’s dad reminded him of James Avery.
Wellington laughed and headed toward the backyard. At a distance, he zoomed in on Jada and Melanie. It appeared they were getting along very well. The thought of Melanie seducing him flashed into his mind. As Wellington watched Jada and Melanie interact, he undressed them. His imagination ran wild. He pictured Melanie’s 38D’s pressed nipples-to-nipples against Jada’s 36D’s. Two nicely curved waistlines. Two firm, well-rounded butts cheek to cheek. He bent them over. Jada’s beautiful dark chocolate lips and Melanie’s tasty tan lips were in full view. Wellington swiftly shook his head several times.
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