by Yoshe
“Well, you have a good time, Sean. You deserve it. You work hard as hell.”
“Thanks, baby girl. I will have a good time and I do deserve it. Shit, you need to be havin’ fun too.”
“Umm, I dunno if I’m ready to.”
Sean looked at Yadi and laughed. “Yo’, I’m not tryin’ to hear that. You can have men fallin’ at your feet. You can have a NBA or NFL star, you name it!”
Yadi smiled. “Yeah, I guess. I mean, you right.” But I want you to fall at my feet, thought Yadi.
Sean looked at his watch and scurried down the squeaky steps. He waved at Yadi, who was right behind him, and instructed her to lock the door. She continued to watch him get into his truck and pull off. Yadi sighed and fell back onto the couch in the living room. It seemed that she couldn’t do anything right. She kept asking herself why Sean wasn’t paying her any attention now that she was staying at his house. Yadi didn’t want to come out and ask him, especially since he had already given her a nice living arrangement. He was showing his devotion by allowing her and Jada to stay in his home/bachelor pad. Her cell phone vibrated in her pocket, startling her. She saw that it was Devin again. This time, she mustered up the strength to answer it.
“What, Devin?” she yelled. “Why the fuck do you keep callin’ me?”
“Yadi, you need to come home! Where’s my daughter?” he yelled back.
“She’s with her mother, that’s where. You need to leave me alone, Devin.”
“And if I don’t?”
“You will regret—see, this is what I’m talkin’ about. I’m leavin’ you for good, Devin.”
“You’re not goin’ anywhere, Yadi. You’re too weak to make it without a man.”
Yadi laughed at him. “You don’t own shit, you broke motherfucker! That’s my co-op, you were drivin’ my car, and I pay most of the bills around there! As a matter of fact, you need to be gettin’ the hell up out of my apartment!”
“Give me back the money you took out of my account last year!”
“Fuck you, Devin! You’re not gettin’ shit back! You owed me that money. I done carried your ass for too long!”
For a fleeting moment, Yadi thought about calling Vanita’s cousins, Day-Day and Jayquan from Marcy. She had two brothers herself but they both lived in Baltimore. If she told them about Devin putting his hands on her, they would be on 95 North in a hot second with heavy artillery in tow. They would definitely finalize the beef.
“And you’re goin’ to get out my house, Devin, one way or another!” she yelled.
“You’re threatenin’ me, Yadi?”
Yadi squinted. “You’re not even worth a threat, Devin! I’m promisin’ you.”
Devin laughed. “Wow. You left here and lost your damn mind, for real! Anyway, I’m not goin’ no motherfuckin’ where. You done put me through a lot of bullshit all these years and now when the tables are turned, you can’t take it. You left me here, remember? Now if you don’t mind, I just wanna see my daughter!”
Yadi regretted answering the phone. “Yeah, all right, Devin. You wanna play? You wanna try to take over my apartment? No problem. Oh, and don’t think about seein’ Jada!” He hung the phone up in her ear.
Yadi wanted to scream, she was so angry. Devin couldn’t careless about having his daughter living elsewhere. He just wanted to do her dirty. Yadi’s name was on the lease so Devin had no other choice but to leave, either dead or alive. He would have to make that decision or else she was going to make it for him.
Chapter 10
Brandi strolled out of her building, with her four-inch heels clicking against the pavement. At five feet four inches, the Charles David thigh boots she wore gave her ass a nice lift. The waist-length leather jacket she had on made her feel and look extra sexy. Brandi checked Sean out as he opened the passenger door for her and held her hand while she climbed into the passenger seat of his truck. She thought that Sean looked delicious and smelled so good that she wanted to taste him. Sean climbed into the driver’s seat and pulled off. They rode in silence for the first ten minutes, just listening to the slow jam R&B that was playing on the radio, which was getting both of them in the mood. When a commercial came on, Sean finally broke the silence.
“You look nice, Brandi. You would never think that you were thirty-five years old!” he complimented.
Brandi blushed. “Thank you, Sean. You don’t look so bad yourself,” she replied, giving him the thumbs-up.
He smiled. “You like, baby? Yeah, I’m just gettin’ my grown-man on.”
Brandi laughed because she thought about that herself. “Mmmm, you are a grown man, hopefully, in every since of the word.”
Sean glanced at the sexy woman sitting in the passenger seat of his Escalade. She wore some tight-fitting skinny jeans with some stiletto thigh. Her hair fell over her eyes, as she subconsciously swept her bangs back with her right hand, revealing her beautiful brown eyes.
“You know you’re sexy as hell, right?” he said.
She smiled. “And so are you. Where are we goin’ tonight?”
“I thought you were takin’ me out!” They both laughed and began to relax a little more. “Nah, but for real, I’m gonna take you to this spot in Queens I wanted to check out after we eat dinner. It’s called Startini’s. Ever heard of it?”
Brandi frowned. She hadn’t been on a date in a minute. She was just happy to be in the company of someone decent.
“Can’t say that I have but it sounds like fun. As long as I’m with you, I don’t care where we end up,” she said as she licked her lips.
As Brandi rode in the passenger seat of Sean’s truck, she felt a surge of power. She felt like a fifteen-year-old girl again; that same girl that caught Maleek’s attention back in the day. Brandi hoped that Sean was a keeper because she promised herself that she would make him the happiest man ever. She didn’t play when she was younger and now that she was grown, she definitely knew what to do when it came to keeping her man satisfied.
Sean looked at Brandi. Sean wanted to make sure that Brandi was just as comfortable with him as he was with her. He was definitely going to take what she said literally. She was irresistible, as her expensive Bulgari perfume permeated his truck, causing him to become dizzy with infatuation. It wasn’t just her perfume that made him feel that way. Brandi was also very intoxicating. He wondered if he was going to have a hard time trying to get to know the “real” Brandi.
They had a nice dinner and afterward proceeded to go to the lounge bar to have drinks over some good conversation. As the night went on, Brandi became more and more open with Sean. He didn’t want her to feel uptight and before it was all over, Sean was going to make sure she would never have to feel uncomfortable around him again.
“These apple martinis are popping!” she exclaimed. She laughed at herself. “Damn, I sound like one of the kids! What am I doing saying ‘popping’?”
Sean laughed as well. “Yeah, you do sound like one of the kids. You don’t even sound right talkin’ like that. You seem to be real prim and proper,” Sean stated while taking shots of Patron and chasing it with a Corona beer.
Brandi looked at Sean. “Shit, don’t be fooled, Mr. Daniels. I wasn’t always like this. This took some grooming, man, you just don’t know.”
Sean was curious. “What do you mean?”
Brandi caught herself because she didn’t want to tell Sean too much yet. She had to remember that he was a correction officer and her past would probably be a little too much for him to deal with. Although she had moved on from the street life, she still lived by the codes.
“Just believe me when I tell you. It’s nothing crazy, just regular stuff.”
“Well, I’m lookin’ forward to knowin’ everything there is to know about Miss Brandi Wallace.” Sean picked up Brandi’s left hand and massaged her ring finger. “Were you married before?”
“No, I wasn’t. Shamari’s father and I were together for some years but we were never married. Were you?”
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nbsp; Sean sighed. “Nah. I want to get married one day, though. I wanna have children, too.”
Brandi looked into her martini glass. She could do the marriage thing but she wasn’t so keen on having any more children. “I’m not mad at you, Sean. You are a young man and I don’t see why you can’t have the marriage and some babies,” she said as she sipped out of the martini glass.
“Yeah. You’re right.” They were silent for a moment. “As far as my job goes, you know that I’m not supposed to be talkin’ to you, right?”
“Why not?” Brandi asked with a look of confusion on her face.
“It’s against the rules. Fraternizin’ with a visitor is just as bad as an officer fuckin’ with an inmate.”
“Are you serious? I mean, I’m a woman of good moral character and a law-abiding citizen. I have a master’s degree, for Christ’s sake!” Brandi announced, with a look of confusion on her face.
“I know, ma, but those are the rules. They’re fucked up, I know, but that’s just their way to keep us in line. If officers could mess around with visitors freely, can you imagine how many problems that could cause? It would be crazy!”
Brandi laughed. She was feeling a little buzz from her drink. “You’re right, Sean. Even though you have your rules, I’m glad that you decided to break them for me. Fuck the rules!” She held up her glass for a toast and so did Sean. “Cheers!”
Sean looked at Brandi with a lustful look in his eyes. “Cheers!”
Four hours later, after their night was over, Sean pul-led up to Brandi’s building in Delmar Loop in Starrett City. It was quiet in the neighborhood with the exception of a few cars driving by on Pennsylvania Avenue. She sat in the truck for a few before getting out.
“Thanks for a good time, Sean,” Brandi said. “I really had fun!”
Sean put his hands on her upper thigh. His touch sent tingles throughout her body. “You’re welcome, sweetheart. I enjoyed you, too.” He paused. “So when am I gonna see you again?”
She smiled seductively. “How do you want to see me?”
Sean licked his lips. “I wanna see you any way you want me to.”
“Why don’t you come upstairs with me, Sean?” Brandi said, grabbing Sean’s hand.
He looked at his watch, knowing he had to get up to go to work in the morning, but damn, Brandi was irresistible. Sean smiled at her aggressiveness but he had to show her that the pussy wasn’t the only thing he wanted from her. He reluctantly passed her up on her offer.
“You know, Brandi. I can’t, ma. I have to go to work in the mornin’ and if I go upstairs with you, I might fall asleep and not wake up in time. I don’t even have my uniform with me.”
Brandi looked disappointed. “Damn, Sean, I really want you bad. I know you want me, too.”
She started to kiss him, flicking her eager tongue in and out of his mouth. They kissed and groped each other like dogs in heat. Sean finally managed to pull himself away.
“Nah, ma, I gotta chill,” he insisted as he looked down at his swollen rod. A large print was showing through his Paper Denim jeans and Brandi, who couldn’t take her eyes off it, began to lick her lips. She looked as if she wanted to devour him. Sean had to hurry up and get her out of his truck before they ended up in her bed. “So do you agree? We should chill, right?” he repeated. Brandi appeared to be sulking.
“Yeah, okay, Sean. You got away this time but next time, I’m going to eat you alive!” she laughed. “I’m going to let you go home now so you can get some rest for work.”
Brandi slid out of the passenger seat and Sean got out of the truck to give her a good-bye hug. Unable to resist each other, they began kissing again. Sean watched her walk into her building, waiting until she was inside safely before he climbed back into his truck and pulled off.
When Sean arrived home, he kicked his shoes off in the family room, too exhausted to climb the stairs to his bedroom. He pulled out a comforter from the closet and stripped down to his Calvin Klein boxer briefs. Sean grabbed the remote, turned on the television and got comfortable on his couch.
Suddenly, Yadi appeared in the doorway of the living room. She looked at the clock and saw that it was only 12:30 in the morning. She sat on the loveseat, while Sean got comfortable on the couch. He tried to keep from staring at Yadi’s nipples, which were protruding through her nightshirt. He could see her naked silhouette in the dim light from the television. He felt himself rising to the occasion under the heavy comforter.
“What’s up, Sean?” Yadi asked. “How was your date?”
Sean flipped through the channels on television, avoiding eye contact with the sexy Yadi. “It was cool. She’s a cool lady.”
Yadi nodded her head. “So if she’s so cool, why are you home at 12:30?”
Sean yawned. “I know but I had to get up in the mornin’ to go to work. You know I can’t work that visit floor and be sleepy. I would be sick to my stomach.”
Yadi yawned also. “Well, it seems as if the yawnin’ is contagious, so I’m gonna take my butt to bed. I just wanted to find out about your date.” She walked over and gave Sean a hug. “Thanks again for lettin’ me stay, Sean.”
Sean returned the embrace and pulled Yadi close to him. He knew that he shouldn’t have sex with her at that moment but he was still horny from the brief episode with Brandi. Not to mention, Yadi looked quite sexy in her nightshirt with her hair all over the place.
They kissed each other and Sean felt under her shirt, and to his surprise, she didn’t have on any underwear. He massaged her plump derriere and she pulled the comforter back to reveal his iron hard penis. She smiled seductively as she removed his briefs, putting his erect dick into her moist mouth. Yadi shined it up with her saliva and slowly caressed the shaft of his dick with her long tongue.
As she ran her tongue across nerve-endings that Sean never knew he had, he began to moan. His body squirmed with pleasure as she tickled the head of his rod. She deep-throated Sean’s cock, sending his body into convulsions and making his toes curl. He grabbed her hair while she worked the oral and made some slurping noises that made his eyes roll to the back of his head.
Sean pulled Yadi’s face from his groin and put his arms around her waist. He sat upright and guided her on top of his bigness. Her pussy was so hot, it felt like an overheated oven and his dick was the main course. She grinded on his dick as if her life depended on it, making his dick hit every wall in her pussy.
Sean stuck his tongue in her mouth, as they fucked each other into pure oblivion. He felt as if he was having an out-of-body experience while he was sexing Yadira, who was not only a pleasure to look at and be around but to have as some live-in pussy, too. She was bouncing up and down on Sean’s rod like a cowgirl at a rodeo and moaning softly, not wanting to have an orgasm so soon. Her dark hair covered their faces and Sean touched her mocha-colored titties, putting them in his mouth, one by one.
“Oh, Sean, baby, it’s so good. I needed this,” Yadi whispered softly, followed by a sexy moan.
“Take it, baby. Fuck Daddy’s dick,” Sean ordered. “Is it good? Is Daddy’s dick good to you?”
“Oh, yesssss,” she replied. “I need Daddy’s dick, right there, baby, right there—”
They continued to sex each other for the next hour. Sean did everything he wanted to do to Yadi, and she didn’t hold back either. He stuck his finger in her ass while he sexed her and she went crazy. Yadi gently tugged his testicles, while riding him and flexing her muscles. Sean sucked on her pussy and flicked his tongue in and out of her wet crotch like a cat lapping up milk from a bowl. They had orgasms repeatedly until Yadi went to her bedroom for some restful slumber. Meanwhile, Brandi was at home alone with her vibrator, wishing that Sean was inside her.
Chapter 11
The doctors in the clinic awakened Shamari. Some white shirts, Captain Hall, and Assistant Deputy Warden Miller wanted to interrogate him. They were the area supervisor and tour commander, respectively. He was in no mood to answer any questions and he
wished they would leave him alone. He didn’t want to create any more problems than he already had.
His life had become a downward spiral, and as he fell in and out of consciousness, he felt as if he was teetering on the edge of insanity. He tried to turn his head but the cut on his neck was hurting him, as he faintly heard the doctor tell the white shirts that he had received twenty-five stitches on his neck. Shamari was lucky it didn’t hit a major artery because he would have been dead.
Of course, the proper procedure was followed and a search was conducted in Five North. Officers came up empty handed and no weapon was found. The officer on duty told Deputy Miller that she was on the top tier, doing her rounds at the time that Shamari had been cut. Upon her returning to the desk was when she saw Shamari on the floor, holding his neck. Several inmates surrounded him, attempting to hold towels to his neck to stop the bleeding. No one would cooperate and that was the end of it. A few inmates were transferred out of the building, but unfortunately, Born was still there.
Shamari trucked back to the housing area by himself and noticed that the officers had packed his things. He was going to be moved across the hall to Five West for security reasons.
As he settled into his new cell, his bandages covered only the wounds on the surface. His other wounds were unseen and tears began to flood his eyes. His thoughts went back to the day he got caught trying to rob the bodega on Stanley Avenue at 3 A.M. by himself. He had it all planned out after realizing that was the only store in the neighborhood that someone could physically walk into at that time of the morning. All the other bodegas in the hood had customers make their purchases at the plexiglass window on the outside of their stores.
Shamari took his .45-caliber pistol and walked inside the cluttered store toward the back, trying to see if there was anyone else in the store with the young Pakistani dude at the register. He grabbed a Pepsi from the freezer and walked toward the front again. Shamari’s eyes scanned the area once again, making sure the coast was clear. Suddenly, he pulled out the gun, pointing it in the face of the frightened cashier. The man instantly began praying to Allah.
