Chapter 14
Alex
Dilemmas
I was sitting at my desk after I got off an important call for one of my clients and I couldn’t help but flash back to a couple of days ago when I was in the police office with Jasmine. She really put on a performance. We had done no rehearsing or any of that. It was all improvisation. At the beginning when she slapped me, I was about to slap her ass back though. That shit hurt like hell. But I kept my composure and moved ahead with it. At the end when I kissed her and she stuck her tongue in my mouth, also unplanned, I wanted to take her ass somewhere and fuck the shit out of her for that one. She was definitely a firecracker. I could see why she and Ashley were friends, even though Ashley had calmed down quite a bit over the last year or so. But again, Jasmine was Ashley’s friend and didn’t want to go down that path. I reached down and grabbed my dick through my pants and squeezed it. I was envisioning me banging her back out in my mind.
The nasty thoughts were instantly snatched from in front of me when there came a knock at my door. I didn’t have an appointment for anybody to show up at my office so I was kind of pissed off at the interruption. I was primed to take my monster out and “suicide” a few of my sperm into one of them Kleenex on my desk.
It could be that receptionist coming in to get a piece of this wood she was avoiding this last couple of days. She knew she wanted to slide down this pole. I instantly perked up and said, “Come in.”
One of my high-earning professional football players walked in. He had a look of nervousness on his face.
“Hey, Lance. What can I do for you?” He was a strapping guy. All muscle and testosterone. All the ladies wanted him but he was a married man with five children. He was only thirty-two years old. I could only assume that he broke a few headboards in his life by his stature. His wife would probably fight in the street to hang on to him. Some of this he told me but some was speculation as well.
“I’m in some deep shit,” was the first thing he blurted out of his mouth.
I got up out of my chair and closed my door. As I walked back to my desk all manner of things popped into my head. What in the hell could he have gotten himself into that would make him come here?
“And you came here?” I looked at him, curiously waiting for him to spill the news that he was holding on to. “I’m only your agent.” I did handle some of his personal affairs but not many. I was more of his business agent. I mostly got him endorsement deals and the like. His wife and his lawyer was on top of his money. He was a cool guy and all of that, but I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know what he was holding on to. I partied with a few of them but I didn’t want to know any secret or get caught up in no shit that would cause me to lose my job or my credibility. Yes, I was a little loose at times, but I did my best to keep my business life clean. Everyone had a slip-up every now and then.
“I know, man. You seem like a trustworthy guy. I need to run something past you to get your advice.”
“Okay,” I said as I scooted closer to my desk so I could listen more attentively.
“I got this situation man that I can’t control. My wife/ accountant got my money on lock. My PR person is my holier-than-thou cousin. You’re the only one I can trust. And I need some serious advice on this.”
“Whatever we talk about will stay between us,” I reassured him. It was actually true. Agents had to sign a disclosure agreement when you signed on to this agency.
“Okay.” He paused for a long time. I waited patiently though. I was still the nosey twin. Believe that. “I went out to this private type of whorehouse to get me some freaky stuff done to me. It was a place that specialized in keeping your identity a secret.” He looked at me as he talked.
I nodded my head in understanding.
He continued, “Okay, so I’m in there getting my freak on and drink on. Now here is the problem: somebody slipped something in my drink. I woke up the next morning in a bed all alone. All I can remember is this chick with this banging-ass body work her magic on me before I took this drink. That it.” He placed his head in his hands and then started rubbing his face in anguish.
“So, what’s the problem?” I asked, disappointed at the fact that what I heard wasn’t as juicy as I thought it would be.
“I gathered my shit and got the hell out there. I was a foggy mess, man. My head was spinning and shit. I was fucked up. But that’s not the kicker. As soon as I got in my car and pulled off, I got a text with an attachment to it. Here take a look at it.” He took his phone out of his pocket and slid it over to me.
I pushed a few buttons and a video popped up and started playing. I watched as this pretty chick give him the blow job of his life. I mean she was putting in work. She was dressed up in a little nurse’s uniform and all. Lance looked as if he was high and enjoying the pleasure she was giving him. They both were making pleasurable noises. Then the sucking stopped abruptly and I scrolled down to another attachment. It was another video. This one was of the pretty chick doing a few selfies of herself and then placing the recording device in a stationary position and she continued to record herself as she stood in front of the camera. First she pulled off her wig and my mouth hung open in shock. Next she took off her bra exposing a flat chest. The finale was complete when she pulled down her underwear and exposed a deflated penis. I looked up at Lance with complete shock written all over my face. This was crazier than what I had watched in California a few years back. This one took the cake.
“I know.” He shook his head. “Scroll down again.”
I did as I was instructed and it was another video. I listened as it played:
“Hey, Lance, my name is Henry. I’m pretty, ain’t I? You like my skills? I like yours. You have a real monster in them pants. I wish I could keep it. Anyway, I know you are scared as shit right now and you need to be. Because I have all of the contacts off of your phone and one press of the send button and your life as you know it is over. All I want is some money. I can’t do this nasty shit all of my life, so I am going to need you to come up off of some of that dough I know you have. I knew who you were right out of the gate. That mask you had on couldn’t hide that big-ass head of yours and that crooked smile you have. I almost didn’t go through with it when I was giving you the head job, but then I said you fucked up the minute you crossed the seal of the door. You jocks will do anything to bust a nut. Well, you did a fifteen-year-old for that good ol’ nut you got. Was it worth it? It was to me. I am going to need two million dollars to keep this video a secret. You don’t have long so don’t keep me waiting. I’ll be in touch with the specifics later. Sleep tight.” He winked and then the video faded out.
My head slowly rose up to look at Lance. I was speechless. He was fucked big time.
“What am I going to do?” He looked at me helplessly.
“Do you have any money stashed away?” I asked him.
“No, my wife has all of that on lock.” He shook his head.
“Damn.” I shook my head as well.
“Man, I haven’t even been home yet. I am fucking screwed. All for a nut. What am I going to do?” He looked at me. I didn’t have an answer for him.
“I think you might have to bite the bullet and confess this to your wife.” I spoke earnestly.
“Man, I can’t do that. This is not the first time this has happened. I have messed up before and she let me slide. This right here might take her over the edge. She can take all of my money and property if she catches me cheating again. She got me locked in an agreement. Man, this would ruin me if this came out. I could lose everything and do some jail time. I can’t believe this shit.”
“Lance, keep calm and let me talk to my dad about this situation and see what he says. There might be a chance you get out of this.” I wasn’t sure if what I was saying was true, but I was trying to give him some hope to cling on to. Truth was, I wasn’t even sure I was going to mention this to my dad. Lance might be on his own with this one.
“Okay,” he said as he got up out of the chair.
“I’ll call you in a day or two. Call me if anything changes.”
“I will.” He looked at me with fear in his eyes. “But please keep this hush-hush, bro. I’m trusting you.”
“I got you.” I walked him to the door, opened it, and watched him wait for the elevator. He looked back once more as the elevator arrived and then he stepped on it.
I walked back in my office, closed the door, and then flopped down in my chair. This was quite a dilemma and I was glad for once it didn’t involve me.
Chapter 15
Jasmine
Wet
“Why can’t you let these tricks go? Why are you making me do this? All I wanted to do was live my life with you, have your children, and cook your food.” I sat in my window and watched him walk with another chick. It was sickening to watch him grope her as they walked across the short parking lot. I didn’t know where they were going but at least it wasn’t inside of his home. It was late at night, about eleven o’clock at night. I hoped that he was changing his mind and taking that broad home. They had come in a little earlier that night, but there was no music playing so I could only assume that he didn’t fuck her. You would have thought that he would have learned his lesson by narrowly escaping possible multiple murder charges with the help of my excellent performance skills. I gave up everything in that office for him. It was a performance that I could have gotten an Oscar for. I had broken-hearted girlfriend down to a tee. I could still taste the sweet nectar of his kiss from when he let my tongue swim around in his mouth those few short seconds. He made really wet thinking about him.
“What am I going to do with you?” I said as I continued to watch him walk her to her car and then as he walked over to his. I was hoping that he was following her to make sure she got home safely and not taking her back to her place to fuck. I was actually talking about both of them. I had to get rid of her and teach Alex about loyalty and obedience as well. He was like a dog off of his leash. I was tired of him treating me like I wasn’t here waiting for him at night. And, longing for his long, wet kisses between my legs. He was pissing me off slowly but surely.
I had to handle this chick though because the police was hot on the trail of the murderer aka me. I didn’t know if they were watching Alex or what. I had to stand down until the heat died down. That took me back to the police office for a minute. Troy was looking at me quite oddly. I wondered if he was on to me. Or, if he believed my performance. He looked like the regular dumb guy, you know, slow in the head. Alex was the exception though.
I was broken out of my trance by the ring of my phone. I walked over to the living room table and picked it up. “Hello,” I answered with some pep in my voice.
“Girl, what are you doing?” Ashley’s upbeat voice rang out through the receiver of my phone.
“Nothing at the moment,” I answered.
“Well, get dressed and put on something hot. We going out to get you a man and I won’t take no for an answer. I’ll be there in twenty. Be outside waiting.” Then the phone went dead.
I looked at the phone in disbelief. I would go out but I wasn’t going to enjoy myself.
As scheduled, twenty minutes later I was on the outside of my building as Ashley pulled up in front of the door. I hopped in her car and she pulled off.
“Girl, you look hot in that dress,” she said as I strapped myself in. “We are going to get you a man if it’s the last thing I do.” She was smiling hard. I plastered on a fake smile as best I could.
“I know that’s right.” I pepped up a little to fake out some more. Truth was my man was probably fucking the brains out of that bimbo right now. I wanted to open the door to the car, take a few hard rolls on the cement, and make my way back home and track my man down, but I didn’t. I sat still and pretended like I was going to be all over a few lame-ass dudes wherever we were headed to. “Where are we headed to anyway?”
“To this hot club called Wet. It’s new and I know we can find you at least a man for the night up in there.” She laughed and I let out another fake chuckle. I was going to be doing a whole lot of faking tonight.
We pulled up to the club and there was already a line forming to get in. I wasn’t really the crowd type of girl. I like being in a setting with one on one. Not a bunch of sweaty men acting like they needed to get a nut before the stroke of twelve or else their dicks would shrivel up and fall off. Men were desperate. Alex wasn’t like them; he had to beat the skanks off of him. I knew that they practically threw themselves at him. That’s what I was trying to save him from. He wasn’t going to ever ask me for sex because if he breathed the right way I would be on my knees ready to take him in my mouth.
“You hear me, girl?” Ashley poked me in my shoulder breaking me out of thought.
“Yeah.” I nodded my head.
“No, the hell you didn’t. You were off in some far-off land.” She laughed. “I spotted a few good-looking ones in the line already. Girl, we gonna get you somebody to come to my wedding with.”
“Troy proposed?” I looked at her, shocked.
“Girl, no. But I do think he is the one.” A bright smile covered her face. It was one of satisfaction.
“Really,” I said with a little more gloom in my voice than there should have been. “That is so nice.” Now I really wanted to go back home and track that bitch down and cut her head off.
“Yes, it is. Who would have thought that I would be in this place that I am in right now?” She shook her head. I could see a few tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. Her ass was getting soft. I remembered when she didn’t even get emotional. Her ass was as close to being a guy a chick could get, emotionally wise anyway. She was still a chick, but she was tough. Now a man has softened her up.
“I know right. You was a real bitch in high school. Bitches wanted your head on a stick.” I chuckled a little and then looked at her face.
Her face was stone-cold serious.
“Girl, I was joking. I mean you wasn’t that bad. You was a little rough around the edges.” I stammered on through the words I said. She still had the same look on her face.
Then she burst into laughter. “Girl, I was a piece of work wasn’t I? I’ve done some crazy stuff in my past.”
“Yes, but that is the past.” I nodded my head.
“Okay, now let’s get out of this car and get you a man.”
We both got out of the car and headed across the street. I had to admit there were some good-looking guys in the crowd.
We stood in line for fifteen minutes before we were frisked and let into the club. It wasn’t your typical type of club. The music was pumping but it wasn’t that hood music, you know, fuck this, lick that. And there wasn’t anyone dry humping on the floor. I was relieved. I wanted to find a spot and become incognegro.
“Girl, there are some eyes on you already.” Ashley whispered in my ear as we made our way across the club. She was guiding me toward the bar. I wasn’t really a drinker, but tonight I needed something to take my mind off of Alex and that sleazy girl he was with.
“Girl, what are you ordering?” Ashley asked me as we both sat at the bar. There were a few others sitting along the same bar. Everybody was in their own world.
“What can I get for you lovely ladies?” a black male bartender asked us.
“Something very light and fruity please,” I ordered.
“Give me a Long Island Iced Tea,” Ashley ordered. “Jazz, we are going to enjoy ourselves tonight. I am hoping this is the only drink I have to pay for tonight,” Ashley said as she laughed. “There’s nothing like a few free drinks. These fellas in here don’t have to know that I’m taken until after the drink is paid for,” she said as she leaned over toward me and then laughed. I did as well; again, I didn’t really want any men all up on me, free drink or not. The bartender came back with our drinks moments later and we both sipped on it them for a few seconds.“Excuse me, you here with someone?” A guy came up and slid into the recently vacated seat next to me. “Or are you all alone tonight?”
I turned my head in his direction. “I’m here with my girl next to me, and she and I are chilling tonight.”
“What girl?” He looked at me in curiosity. I turned my head and noticed that Ashley had vacated her seat, with her drink, without my knowledge.
“Oh, she must have gone to the bathroom or something.” I smiled in an awkward manner. I really wasn’t for this.
“Good.” His smile showed up again.
I had to admit he was a good-looking brother but he wasn’t getting any play tonight. I wasn’t going to be rude though. I’d at least talk to him. Check his game. I was hoping this brother was full of himself so he could talk and talk and make this night go by faster. It was a Saturday and I had nowhere to go tomorrow.
“So what’s your name, beautiful?”
“Jackie,” I lied.
“That’s a beautiful name.” He eased a little closer to me. His hot-ass breath was permeating my space. I pulled back on the seat I was in as far as I could go, which wasn’t much. “How could I get to know you better?”
“You don’t want to know me.” I shook my head. “I’m bad for your health.”
“Sounds like a challenge.” He perked up. I groaned on the inside. I turned away from him briefly to see where Ashley had gone off to when my eyes fell on a most amazing sight.
“Alex,” I whispered under my breath. Now I perked up.
“Excuse me?” The guy next to me sounded confused.
“Huh?” I looked back at him.
“You said something, but I didn’t hear you,” he answered.
“Oh, I saw someone I knew. I have to go.” I got up out off of my stool before he could say another word. I followed Alex around the club with my eyes as I made my way to a wall to blend in. The club had grown crowded in a matter of minutes. Alex was not alone. He had the same girl with him from earlier. My blood raged in my veins. I was going to get rid of her before the night was over.
“Girl, what are you doing over here by yourself?” Ashley had unexpectedly eased beside me.
“Ash, these dudes are lame. I’m not interested.” I twisted my face up as I looked out into the crowd of people.
“Hey, look what we have here.” Alex popped up on us as we talked. He had his side piece with him and she was all over him. I wanted to puke. “Destiny, this is my sister, Ashley, and her girl Jasmine.”
I wasn’t up for pleasantries at all. I tried to smile graciously. She reached out to shake our hands, Ashley’s and then mine.
“Hey let’s grab a table,” Ashley suggested. There were only a few on the outskirts of the club. We made a beeline to the closest one that was empty of people. There was a drink on it but we sat down anyway.
“Yes, my feet are hurting in these heels, girl.” Alex’s girl looked at me for agreement. I really didn’t want to say anything back to this trick.
“Yeah, I know what you mean.” I smiled back.
“Hey, I’m about to go to the bar to get a drink; anyone want one?” Alex asked as he got up out of his chair and looked at us.
“No, I’m good,” I spoke up before anyone else did, because one drink was enough for me tonight. And I didn’t even get to finish that one. I was in the minority because Ashley and Destiny chimed in with their orders. A few minutes had passed before Alex had made his way back to the table where we were seated.
We sat there as the atmosphere around us went on. The music was really going now and the people thronged the floor with bodies mashing into each other. Ashley had gotten up and danced with a few guys while I watched on in boredom. She was really enjoying herself. Then the worst thing that could happen, happened. Alex and Destiny made their way to the dance floor as a freak ’em song came on. They joined in the crowd of people who were already out there getting their freak on with clothes on. I watched as she ground her ass into his crotch as if she was trying to get pregnant by him. They were dancing really hot and heavy.
“Jazz, you missing you one hell of a good time out there. I am getting my life. I am sad that Troy couldn’t come with us. He said he had some work to do on a case he was on, but he said that I should have fun and enjoy myself. And I’m doing just that.” She was a little tipsy from the drinks that she had drunk. She was good enough to drive home though. I hoped.
“I’m so glad that you are.” A faint smile crossed my face. “I’ll be ready to go home in a few. Let me go use this bathroom real quick.” I got up and made my way through the people and found the bathroom deep in the back of the establishment. I walked in and there was no one in the bathroom. It was odd because ladies were always in the bathroom. I shrugged my shoulders and made my way into one of the stalls to relieve my bladder. I couldn’t hold my water well. As I was finishing up in the stall I heard the door open and the music from the dance floor made its way into the bathroom momentarily. Then I could hear a set of heels going across the floor and into one of the stalls. The door shut and I exited my own. I walked up to the faucet so I could wash my hands and be on my way.
“Damn, ain’t no toilet paper in this stall,” the person in the stall exclaimed in frustration. I laughed to myself as I finished washing my hands.
“Excuse me, can you hand me some toilet paper?” she asked.
I stayed silent. Her ass should have checked before she squatted. Any idiot knew that shit.
“I hear the water running. I know you hear me,” she bellowed again, this time with more agitation in her voice.
“Okay, hold on,” I said in defeat. I didn’t want to go near anybody while they were on a toilet. It was a pet peeve of my mine. The only reason I did it for my patients was because I was getting paid good money to do it. Real good money. Her ass was lucky I was in a good mood.
I walked into the stall I came out of and pulled some tissue off of the roll that was in there. I got what I thought was an adequate amount of tissue for any person and exited the stall.
“Here you go,” I said as I knocked on the stall.
“Hand it to me underneath the door,” she requested.
I looked down at the floor and then the door. “Baby girl, open the stall and I’ll hand it to you. This place is filthy.” At least it was by my standards.
“Damn, why you got to be so difficult?” She groaned but then the door to the stall opened. It was Alex’s ho with her dress around her waist and her underwear around her ankles. I was shocked she had on underwear truth be told.