Kiss the Girls and Make Them Cry

by Brittani Williams

  “I’m supposed to see her tonight. She invited me over to her house,” Ricky said grinning.

  “Okay, lover boy, I’ll talk to you later. Just remember what I told you about India.” she reminded him, walking up the stairs. When Nicole went upstairs into her bedroom, Ricky sat down on the sofa.

  * * *

  “I think my daddy likes you, Ms. India,” Asia said.

  India stopped the Range Rover at the red light and asked, “Why do you think that?”

  “Because my daddy looks at you funny,” Asia said with a smile.

  “He does?”

  “Yup. I mean, yes. He looks at you the same way he looks at my mother’s old pictures,” Asia smiled.

  “Well, I like your daddy too,” India said, pulling off when the light turned.

  “Are you gonna be my stepmother one day?”

  The question caught India completely off guard. “Would you like that?”

  “Yup. I mean, yes, and I think my daddy would like it too,” Asia said.

  A few hours later

  “Damn, he did all of that?” Malinda said shocked.

  “I’m telling you, Malinda, the man is gifted!” Tori smiled.

  “Girl, I still don’t believe you walked out on Roscoe! That nigga was calling me all last night looking for you. I know he knew I was lying, but I told him every time he called the same thing. ‘I ain’t see her all day,’” Malinda said laughing. “Do you think Roscoe is gonna just let you go like that?” she said in a serious tone.

  “He don’t have a choice. I love Roscoe, but I’m not in love with him the way I should be to commit my life to him forever.”

  “Tori, I just don’t understand how after three and a half years of being with somebody you can just easily walk away from them. What did ‘Mr. Orgasm’ do to you?” Malinda asked.

  “Malinda, it’s hard to explain. He did everything to me that Roscoe never did. It was so much deeper than just sex. The man had me screaming, yelling, crying, moaning—just from his kisses! I honestly didn’t have any control of my own mind, body, and soul. And every time we finished making love, he would cuddle up with me and just talk to me,” Tori said.

  “Talk about what?” Malinda asked curiously.

  “About life. About my life. The man is deep. He talked to me about learning to love myself first. And I could tell that he was sincere. I decided to leave Roscoe because being with Ricky showed me that I wasn’t truly happy with the man I was engaged to. Not only sexually, but emotionally, mentally, and spiritually also. Roscoe only satisfies me financially. That’s not enough anymore. I’m not no young, naïve little girl caught up in a materialistic lifestyle anymore. I’m a full-grown woman with needs. Why should I marry a man who doesn’t even know the woman he has? My mistake was letting our relationship get this far without seeing the signs of misery sooner. Being with Ricky last night opened my confused eyes. Yes, I must admit that the sex was the best I ever had in my life, but his mind and presence played a major part too,” Tori said seriously.

  “So what’s up with y’all now?” Malinda questioned.

  “We are friends, and I think we will be friends for a very long time,” Tori said.

  “What about Roscoe?”

  “I truly hope Roscoe finds what he’s looking for, but that person will no longer be me. Like I said, I love Roscoe, and I always will for all the things he’s done for me, but I am not in love with him like I thought I was, so I had to do what was good for me. I had to move on.”

  Malinda just shook her head in total disbelief. Then she looked at Tori and said, “Okay, enough of all that. Tell me more about the trick he did with his finger, his tongue, and the vibrator.” They both started laughing.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Love and Pain

  India and Asia had enjoyed a wonderful time together at the circus. India let Asia ride on the pony, take pictures with the clowns, and even play with some of the other children that were there. They ate popcorn, cotton candy, corn dogs, and shared a large Pepsi and an order of fries. Most of the time they held hands and talked. Asia was having the time of her life. India was like her new best friend and role model. After they took some pictures together of their adventurous day at the circus, they got inside the Range Rover and India drove downtown to the Gallery Shopping Mall on Ninth and Market street. She took Asia to the GAP Kids outlet, KB toy store, and a few other stores. Carrying all the bags from their shopping spree, they rode the escalator up to the third-floor parking lot and put all of the shopping bags into the truck. Five minutes later, they were driving out of the Gallery Mall with a trunk full of new toys and clothes and big happy smiles on both their beautiful faces.

  * * *

  Damon looked at his friend Roscoe and didn’t know what to say. He had never seen Roscoe so mad. So confused. They had been driving around the city all day long picking up money and beating people down. Roscoe was so upset about his breakup with Tori that he stomped a female worker’s head into the ground until she fell unconscious. Throughout their violent journey, he had beaten down four different women and two men. When he decided to call Tori, she had already changed the number on her cell phone.

  Roscoe looked over at Damon and said, “Tell me what you think, man.”

  After a long sigh, Damon said, “I honestly can’t believe it! I can’t understand why or what could make her just suddenly want to end y’all’s relationship. You treat that girl like a queen. She don’t need for nothing.”

  “Do you think she’s been fucking around on me?” Roscoe muttered desperately.

  “Naw, man! With who? Who is crazy enough to sleep around with Roscoe’s fiancée? Plus, can’t nobody give her nothing that you ain’t already given her,” Damon said, trying his best to cheer Roscoe up.

  “I’m telling you, Damon, there’s something going on, and I’m gonna find out what it is. If it’s another man she leaving me for, I’ll kill’em both before I let that happen,” Roscoe said, punching his fist into the steering wheel.

  “Well, if anybody know the truth, it’s got to be Malinda. Girls talk, and they are best friends, so I’m sure Tori always confides in her. Plus, they work together at the hospital. If Tori won’t tell you what’s really going on, then maybe we might need to put the press down on Malinda,” Damon said with a shady grin.

  Roscoe just nodded his head. “I’ma wait awhile and see if Tori comes back. If not, we gonna pay Malinda a visit.”

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Desperate Housewives

  Inside the Hyatt Regency Hotel, Flex and Nancy had just finished making love. Nancy had gotten the suite for the whole weekend. Throughout their stay, they would leave and go handle some business, then meet back later to make love. Nancy was lying across Flex’s lap as he sat up on the bed watching the flat-screen TV.

  “How long do we have to keep sneaking around?” he asked.

  “Flex, I told you already, as long as it takes. My husband ain’t even been dead a whole year yet. Do you know what that would look like? What will people think?” Nancy asked.

  “Is that why you went and had the abortion? Because of what people think?” Flex asked angrily.

  “Flex, I thought we moved past that. I’m almost fifty years old. What the hell would I look like having another baby? I was pregnant when my husband was still alive. How would that have looked? A baby would’ve messed up everything we put together. Who do you think the police would’ve been looking at first for my husband’s murder? His adulterous wife and her handsome young lover!”

  Nancy looked up at Flex’s sad face and said, “Baby, just give it a little more time. At least six more months, then we’ll come out in the open about our relationship. And by then, I’ll have a good excuse to get rid of Ricky so you can take his place as the club’s new number one exotic dancer,” she said, moving the sheet back and grabbing his hard dick.

  “Now, why don’t you just lie back and relax and let my warm mouth put you back to sleep,” she said sedu
ctively.

  * * *

  Ricky pulled up in front of the beautiful row home and parked his BMW. The Art Museum section of the city was where the upper-middle-class citizens lived. The street was quiet, clean, and lined with tall trees. He got out of his car and walked up and knocked on the front door. Moments later, Victoria opened the door and let him inside. Ricky stood there with a shocked expression on his face. Victoria was wearing a short, pink, see-through nightie, with nothing on under it. Ricky could see her hairy pussy and her luscious breasts staring at him right in the face. Victoria had a gorgeous body that went perfect with her lovely face. The scent of her perfume and those ocean-green eyes had Ricky instantly turned on. He took off his quilted black leather jacket and passed it to her. Victoria took it and hung it up in a closet.

  “Did you have a hard time finding the house?”

  “No, your directions were perfect,” he said, looking around the beautifully decorated home.

  “Thirsty?”

  “No, I’m fine,” Ricky replied, looking into her eyes.

  “What’s wrong, handsome?” she asked.

  “I’m trying to figure you out, that’s all,” he said seriously.

  “What have you figured out so far?” she teased.

  “I just don’t understand why would a woman as beautiful and educated as yourself want to pay for sex. Is it that you want to sleep with a black man? Is it a fantasy of yours? What is it?” Ricky asked, confused.

  Victoria looked at him and said, “Yes, it’s both of the above, and a lot more also. I’ve always had fantasies about being with a black man. After I saw you dance in that club, I just couldn’t get you outta my mind. I’ve left messages on your Web site’s e-mail a few times. I even signed up for your ‘Mr. Orgasm’ Number One Fan Contest. When I found out that you were my student’s older brother, I asked her to introduce me to you.”

  “Persistent, huh?” Ricky said, smiling.

  “Very. When I see a good thing,” Victoria flirted.

  “So you’ve never been with a black man before?”

  “Never,” Victoria smiled.

  “So you’re just curious to see if the myth is true or not, huh?”

  “No. I already know that the myth is true. All my girlfriends have black lovers or have slept with a black man before. I guess you can say that I’m just overdue,” Victoria replied flirtatiously. She walked over to the glass coffee table and picked up five hundred-dollar bills.

  “Here is the $500 you charged me.”

  Ricky folded the money and put it inside his pants pocket.

  After Victoria walked around, dimming all the lights in the house, she grabbed Ricky’s hand and said, “Come follow me. Up to my bedroom.”

  They walked up the stairs and entered a large, spacious bedroom. A canopy queen-size bed sat up against the wall. The bedroom was well decorated with a large walk-in closet. Victoria dimmed the bedroom light, then walked over to the stereo wall unit.

  “Do you like Kenny G?” she asked softly.

  “Yeah, Kenny G’s fine,” he replied, watching her from behind. After sliding the CD in, she pressed the play button, and Kenny G’s magical soprano sax flowed from out of the speakers. She turned around and saw Ricky staring at her. She looked into his handsome dark face and bedroom eyes and smiled. Without saying another word, Victoria lifted her pink nightie over her head and tossed it on an empty chair.

  “You like?” she asked, spinning around so Ricky could see her gorgeous hourglass figure. He just stood there in total amazement.

  “Your turn,” Victoria said invitingly. Ricky started slowly undressing. While he unbuttoned his shirt, Victoria stood there playing with her wet pussy. Ricky watched as she took her fingers out of her wetness and put them into her mouth. When he slid down his pants and boxers, Victoria looked at his mammoth dick and gasped. Ricky’s eight-and-a-half-inch rock-hard dick was at full erection.

  “Oh my God!” she muttered. Ricky had the biggest, baddest, blackest dick that she had ever seen. After a long sigh, Victoria walked over to the bed and lay her naked body across it. Ricky quickly joined her as he climbed on top of her excited body. He began kissing all over her neck and shoulders. While he kissed on her breasts, Victoria reached under the pillow and took out a condom.

  “Here, big boy, it’s a Magnum. Just like you asked for,” she said. “Lie back and I’ll put it on for you,” Victoria said eagerly.

  Ricky lay back and watched as Victoria ripped open the condom and slid it all the way down his dick. It was a perfect fit. He placed Victoria on her back and started kissing all over her body.

  “Mmmm!” she moaned, as his lips maneuvered their way around her breasts. After kissing all over her body, Ricky grabbed a pillow and put it under her hips. He then spread open her legs and slid his hard dick into her wet pussy.

  “Ahhhhhhhhhhh!” Victoria yelled out. He filled up her entire insides. “Ohh! Yesss! Yesss! Ohhh!” Victoria moaned out. Her body trembled under him. Her hands cupped his firm ass. Ricky stroked hard and long. For several minutes his superior sexual strength overpowered and overwhelmed her. Victoria screamed out as the powerful orgasm exploded all throughout her body. As Ricky continued on with his dominant sexual performance, the closet door slowly creeped open. Walking from the closet was an older, naked white man. Ricky saw the man standing there and quickly jumped up off of Victoria.

  “What the fuck is going on?” Ricky asked in shock. “Who the fuck is you?” Ricky shouted.

  “That’s my husband!” Victoria said.

  “I’m sorry if I scared you,” the man said calmly.

  “You been watching us?” Ricky asked, stunned.

  “Yes. I saw everything,” he said.

  “Victoria, what the fuck is going on?” Ricky asked, walking over and picking up his pants.

  “No, please, don’t go, Ricky! This is my husband, Tom, and this was his fantasy too!” she revealed.

  “What?”

  “Today is Tom’s birthday. He wanted to do something special. Something totally different,” she said.

  “You want to see your wife get fucked?” Ricky asked, confused.

  Tom nodded his head and said, “Yeah, but I wanted it to be by a black man, and so did she. She showed me your picture on the Internet, and we both decided on getting in contact with you,” Tom said solemnly. Ricky stood there shaking his head in total disbelief.

  “Please, Ricky. He’s harmless. All he wants to do is watch,” Victoria pleaded.

  “You didn’t say anything about somebody watching me fuck you, Victoria!”

  “I’m sorry, I didn’t think you would do it,” she confessed.

  “You paid me $500 to fuck you; that’s all you said to me,” Ricky said, reaching down and picking up his boxers.

  “Please, Ricky, don’t leave,” she begged.

  “I’m outta here.”

  “Ricky, I’ll pay you $1,500 if you stay!” Tom yelled out in desperation. Ricky stopped what he was doing and looked at both of them. He saw the serious expressions on their faces.

  “Fifteen hundred, no strings attached, and all you gonna do is watch me fuck your wife?” Ricky asked.

  “You got it,” Tom said.

  “Ricky, please . . . Please stay,” Victoria pleaded softly.

  Ricky tossed his pants and boxers back on the floor. He then looked at their smiling faces.

  “You! Go stand over there!” Ricky instructed Tom.

  Tom then walked over to the corner as Ricky climbed back on the bed with Victoria.

  “Thank you for changing your mind,” she said. Ricky turned her around on her stomach and started fucking her from behind. This time, he fucked her more aggressively. Victoria’s screams and moans filled the room. While the orgasms flushed throughout her trembling naked body, her husband Tom stood in the corner smiling as he masturbated.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Confessions from the Heart

  Sunday afternoon

  When Ricky lef
t Victoria and Tom’s house, he drove straight home and went to sleep. He was tired, and his body was in need of rest. Before he got into his car and drove away, he made sure they had both gotten their money’s worth. For them, it was a $2,000 investment with a great return. It turned out to be the best birthday present of Tom’s entire life. He stood there watching and thoroughly enjoying himself as Ricky had his beautiful, sexy wife screaming and climbing up the walls of their bedroom. Ricky did things to Victoria that Tom never knew existed. That’s why before Ricky left, Victoria and Tom promised to call him back very soon.

  Once Ricky got back to his loft, he took a warm shower, and then went to bed. Early in the morning, he got dressed and drove over to his parents’ house to see his daughter. Before Asia had left to go to church with her grandparents, she had told her father all about her wonderful day with India. After Asia and his parents drove off to church, Ricky called India on her cell phone and thanked her. Before he hung up the phone, he told her that she could now take out Asia whenever she wanted. India was excited beyond words. By giving his daughter away to someone else to look after, he had to have a lot of trust and faith in that person. No matter how long it would take her, India was determined to penetrate Ricky’s impenetrable love shield.

  * * *

  Roscoe stood in the living room watching as Tori and Malinda walked out of the apartment carrying suitcases and bags. He stood there in total silence. But the anger in his eyes was clearly visible. When he tried to talk to Tori, she didn’t want to hear it. Her mind was made up. The relationship was over. She told Roscoe that the most they could be was friends. She loved Roscoe for all that he had done for her. She wasn’t in love with him or sexually satisfied by him. And Tori was fed up with settling for less.