Blinded

I knew from the start that he wasn't good for me, but i was lonely. I'd just broken up with marcus and didn't want to spend valentine's day along.....again. so i went all out. I was definatley trying to put marcuses cheating ass behind me, so i put on my tightest skinny jeans, black lace camisole with the matching thongs, my red chrisian louboutin stilletos, checked my hair, well, my tracks were freshly sewn in, so all i needed to do was run a brush through my yaki mink #1, spray some oil sheen, glaze my lips and step out the door. on the way out, i grabbed my miss kitty cat jacket, a.k.a my black leather baby phat bomber jacket with the mink collar, called my girl Kay and my sister Rachel and was on the way out the door.
I was practically running down the steps because it was 10:17 pm on a Saturday, and ladies were free only until 11:00pm at the loft, and i still had two stops to make. I had to get Kay, and stop and get my sister Rachel, who refuses to drive her toyota corolla anywhere but to work. On my way to my Black on Black 2004 Trail Blazer, I dropped my blocker ring. I should've kept my ass walking, but I saw his ass. He was comming from behind this money green colored Trans Am. He was the hottest nigga i'd seen since marcus, and me, on the prowl, i just had to know who this player was. You dropped this, ma. Before I turned around, I licked my lips, pushed my already bulging 36 double D's up some more to intice him, held my stomach in, and turned around. I dropped what? oh my God, thank you! I would've just died if I'd lost this ring! it means so much to me! i tried to sound so sincere, but anyone who knows me knows im the queen of over dramatizing shit. Well I'm glad i could be the one to return it. He stood back and eyed me up and down, and feeling his vibe, fed his ego. "You like what you see, playa"? I turned around and made sure to turn slowly and pause so he could see the gap between my high perky ass, pussy and thighs. he smirked, then replied", what you think. I wouldn't be staring if i aint like what i see, lemme ask you a question". i paused and again licked my mac glossed lips, and tossed my weave over my shoulder like the shit was mine. " what's that?" i had this nigga, but i don't think he knew it yet. " aye, yo man know his shawty steppin out lookin like she trying to ger some"? "i don't have a man." i said matter of factly. he smiled and took out his blackberry. niggas in st. louis know they be on some stuntastic shit. now what the fuck does he need with a blackberry? i thought to myself. in less than 3 months, i'd find out." Well, if thats the case, lil mama, lemme have a lil bit of your time" I smiled, gave him my name, cell phone number, and left. he stood there and watched, and i gave him an eye full. on the way around to the driver side, i almost fell my ass down, and i pray to god he didn't see that shit.
i got in the car and headed to get kay and rachel. as usual, kay was dressed like she was going to a conservative office party. kay had on this odd colored pink blazer, a white shell, and a pair of blue jeans with black ankle boots. Even her hair was fucked up, up in that fuckin bun. the best thing about the shit she had on was that tonight it fit. any other night, she'd have some shit on that fit like scrubs. " hey Gwen girl, " whats up. " kay got in and looked at me like she usually does, critically. "Gwen, girl you need to cover some of them things up" she tapped on my double D's like a drum. i moved her hand, and snapped at her. " kay, bitch we are going to a club, not to the office party." "yes, but that doesn't mean i want men all on me like im some hoe from on washington or delmar or something." i pulled up in front of rachel's place and blew the horn. " gwen, im just saying, the niggas you attract are like, well, like marcus, and you know that marcus wasn't shit,....you know he went back to his baby mama, even after all the shit you did for his no good ass, look at you, going back to the club looking for another no good ass nigga." i rolled my eyes at kay and laid on the horn. I wished that rachel would hurry her ass up. not only that, rachel be stepping in kay's ass about trying to be bougie, and her ass stay in the goodfellow heights apartments. "you hear me gwen,?" "yea, bitch i heard you" i lied. fuck what kay hating ass was bumpin her black ass gums about. i was thinking about whats his name....DAMN! that nigga didn't even tell me his fucking name! oh well, i know his voice.
rachel finally brought her hoochie ass outside. my sister know she be looking hot with her lil thick self. after she had my lil niece jada, she filled out real good. she used to kinda be built like an H, but now she got thick hips, tits and ass, and she carry that shit good. she aint skinny no more, and she be worried about how she look cause of her short ass, wanna be a thug boyfriend, but every chance i get, i encourage her to love her thickness. Hell, our mama, grandmama, and none of my aunts are skinny, so i don't trip, neither should she. "girl, sorry bout that, reggie be trippin and shit when i be going out. he be on some ol what about family bullshit". kay's eyes dropped when rachel came out and got in the car. rachel had on this short black dress that fastened in the front and revealed her flat stomach and belly ring. she had her jet black hair parted in the middle and it hung down to the middle of her back. rachel looked like a million fucking bucks, and i loved when kay saw her. she was too intimidated by my little sister's sexuality and she tried her damnest to hide it, but i saw it all over her face. "damn rachel, it is cold outside, and you got all your shit hanging out." kay rolled her eyes and turned around and sucked her teeth. " i mean, damn, you do have a daughter, now. it's time to start covering up or you gone attract the wrong type of attention." "kay fuck you, you just pissed because you look a mess", going to the damn club dressed like your mama" i laughed to myself and listened to them go back and fourth until i found a parking space. "okay bitches look, we ain't finna do this all night, we out, lets just go get our drink on, dance the shit off and leave, hell, i got some plans tonight anyway". at least i hoped i did.
after we got our crunk on, i dropped rachel and kay off, still fussing back and fourth about who's the bigger whore. My money is on kay, mainly because she be trying to pretend that she all conservative. Fuck it, Im 28 years old, and i gotta live. I spent 16 years in school, and after i got my bachelors degree in liberal arts, i was done. I mean, i really aint the egg head type, but i knew that i had to get beyond high school if i really wanted some kinda financial security. on my way home, mr. mystery man called. " hey, um, may i speak to gwen?" "speaking" ..."hey sexy, you have fun tonight?" i grinned. "yea, the loft was hot tonight. but more importantly, what are you doing up so late?" as if i didn't know what this 3AM phone call was about. " i wanted to see if you felt like some company tonight." i thought about what kay said earlier, but quickly dismissed the thought because she's too judgemental, and full of it. every man ain't like marcus. "Yea, i'm up for some company". "cool, i'll see you in about 30 minutes, aiight lil mama?" "aiight lil daddy", i replied mirroring his comment. " aw, i'm lil daddy huh,? becha i'll make ya say BIG DADDY,". hmph. i dunno who his ass think he is.
I hung up the phone and proceeded to my house. when i got there, marcus had left another baby i'm sorry, she was a mistake, i so really love you note on my door. He must be out of his gatdamned mind if he thinks he's got a chance in hot hell with me after his lying ass let that funky bitch trick him into thinking that two dark skinned people can some how create a half white baby. Stupid nigga! I remember when he first told me he had got some skank bitch pregnant while we were still together. To make shit worse, the bitch had gave him Trich, and me with my ever so faithful ass took him to the clinic, paid for his medicine, and still stuck by his triffling ass after that. I suppose the more stupid party was me. I shoulda left, but i was gone over him. That is until he called me from the bitches house, felicia was her name, and told me that he needed to be a father to his son, and hoped i could still be his friend because he needs me so much. Well, that shit burned, bad, but i got through it. Come to find out, of course, the little boy is this white guy named Seven's kid, and she was using marcus because she knew he was simple enough to claim a baby that wasn't his until the real father decided to show up. I mean, she dug into marcus's ass too! she had him sign the affidavid stating that he didn't need a blood test, even though she lied to him and told him the little boy was 11 months and he was actually 14 months, hadn't let him know that she'd had the kid, and hid the baby from him until christmas, the day when he decided to propose to her and left me. Damn, karma fucking marcus up real good. Oh well, he might as well make it like he never knew me.
i undressed fully and poured myself a shot glass of martel and sat on my bed thinking about what i want to put on to entertain mr. no name tonight. I thought about my white flannel pajama's with the pink bears on it, but those are my lonley as hell-eat icecream on the couch-pajama's. then i thought about something sexy from my lingerie drawer, but it's too soon for that, and i damn sure dont feel like getting fully dressed again. Before i could make a full decision, a knock was at my door. I grabbed my straight leg grey sweat pants and a white tank top and headed to the door. Shit! i hit my baby toe on the corner of one of my bed. OOWWW! i cried out, and limped to the door. Despite my pain, and swelling baby toe, i tried to sound extra sexy. " who is it?" i licked my lips and said it again."who is it?" "It's me, baby, "lil daddy". I jumped with joy , composed myself and let him in. " hey sexy lady," he said with an embrace that ended with his hands cupping my ass. " You better stop, i like it freaky." he released me and i let him in the door. " you got a nice ass place lil mama" " thank you. you want a drink?" "whatcha got?" " i got bacardi , bombay, hennessy, and martel." " i want martel, lil mama". i gave him a glass of martel and ice, and sat next to him. he swallowed his shot in one gulp and sat looking around my crib. I sipped my second shot of martel, and folded my legs beneath me. "so, um, whats your name?" i asked him .he shifted his body,then took off his jacket, then answered" Terrell". "oh,". i felt stupid because of the pregnant pause that filled the room. " so gwen, what do you like to do, other than hit the clubs and shit. you too pretty to be empty headed, so elaborate. let a nigga in, tell me about gwen." i was amused at first, then glad to have a new nigga trying to really gwt to know me. It was so different from the way me and marcus started.
Over the next two hours I told him about me, my likes, my dislikes, my education, my sister, my best friend kay, my exes, my jump offs and somewhere, some how, over four more drinks, i rattled on about how i've been lonely since my parents were killed 3 years ago in an automobile accident. " damn gwen, that's fucked up to have both of them taken at once." my eyes teared up just thinking back to the night I was called from the hospital and told that i needed to hurry over, there's been an accident and your parents were injured. Their injuries were death imminate, and before rachel and i made it to Barnes Hospital, my mother had a massive heart attack from the impact of the crash and passed, and my father suffered severe head trauma, and a broken neck. He died an hour after ma. "yea, it was. but the worst part is that all my family members were distant until they found out that my parents had set my sister and i up on 3 real nice life insurance policies each." at that moment, i swear i heard my spirit scream "STUPID! STOP TALKING!, but i kept going. something felt so good about terrell listening to me talk and be emotional, so i kept going. He seemed to be all ears, and if i didn't know better smirking. The liquor told me that he was being endearing, my spirit still was screaming shut up!" oh yea, ? well you know, death brings out the worst in all of us. we seem to be controlled and ruled by money, and it's evil, and it's power is so strong sometimes, til you just loose it. Why do you think so many people have dreams of being rich and famous?" he had me thinking. " you know what, you right. alot of.......he interjected " alot of people will do anything to get some money. shit, sell they shit, sell they ass, donate blood and or plasma, work themselves to death, or steal. money is the root of all evil." now my father had said similar shit to me a million times a million times, but it sounded so educated comming from terrell. it was amazing to hear a young man speak so broadly about finaces.
Terell and i sat there and finished the martel and talked about the stock market, investments, money in the bank,black companies, 401K's and, life insurance. He told me that neither of his parents were educated enough to start policies, save money or have bank accounts, stating that it was just another trap niggas fell into trying to be like the white man. He also told me about himself, and how he'd never wanted to work real hard like his father, who worked his entire life at a welding plant, and complained about life daily, and his mother, who accepted it, only because she was robbing his father blind for the little he had. " I made myself a promise when i was 10 to never mess with a bitch like my momma. she wasn't shit, stealing from her own husband, then sitting her ass there crying and lying like she was hurting too!" i rubbed his back when i saw tears swell in his eyes. he turned his head and wiped his right eye, then turned back to me. " i hope you ain't like that, gwen, cause i don't deal with gals who do dirty shit to niggas and still be trying to kick it and shit." "oh no, you aint gotta worry about me being no thirsty bitch. I got 650 thousand dollars from my parents life insurance, plus i make 51 thousand dollars a year working as bank manager, so i sure don't worry about a nigga's money. I felt it again, but ignored it. I kinda felt my spirit bitch slap me right then and there, but my human self felt so comfortable talking to him. Terrell was harmless, and was real. marcus never cried in front of me, saying crying was girl shit, and here it is I've only know terrell for about 5 hours and he was pouring out his soul to me. I knew then and there that he could be my man.before i knew it, time had flown by and it was damn near 6AM. Terrell was nodding, so i got up and locked my front doors and went to my bed room where i literally threw myself into bed. i woke up at about 11:15 AM to a note from terrell : Had a nice time Gwen, glad to get to know you, i'll be back baby, i got something real special for you.....later beautiful, T.
I got all excited and danced around my bed. I snatched up my phone off the craddle and called my sister. " hello?" rae, this gwen, whatcha doing?" nothing, combing jada hair, finna take her to get some pictures made, why, whats up?" "girl, why i meet this dude name T last night?" "where at the club?" " naw, before i came and got you and Kay." before i could continue, rachel began tearing into Kay's ass. "you know what, i don't like kay's negative ass! she act all bougie and she aint shit! always got some shit to say about everybody and her ass come from the most tow up niggas in st. louis!" i laughed becase Kay was from gutter snipes and she does act like she aint cut from the same cloth." girl i don't worry about Kay. I know she seem like a trick bitch to you, but she's been my friend since pre-k, so you know it's deep." i could picture Rachel twisting her chubby brown face up. " what ever. the bitch is fake and remember i said it first when you end up whooping her ass." Rachel, you don't.......hold on,. I looked at my caller I.D and it said Simmons, T. "rachel lemme call you back, okay?" "alright, gwen, and don't forget either. you gotta tell me about your mystery man." i hung up before she could finish." hello?" "hey sexy, how you doing this late morning?" just hearing terrell on the other end made me wet. " I'm fine, i just woke up. when did you leave?" "about 9:30. i left you a note. did you get it?" "yea, and how sweet.." i smile and cooed into the handset. "well baby, thats who i am,Mr. Sweet stuff." "is that so,?" i asked with my mind totally in the gutter. "yea, thats right baby, sweet dick willy....i bet you sweeter though." i blushed, and at the same time rubbed my left nipple until it was stiff. "you wanna find out, mr. sweet dick?" " open the door and see." I jumped up from the bed with the reciever still up against my head and bolted to the front door. when i snatched it open, terrell stood there looking luciuos in a black leather jacket, white and wheat button down, indigo jeans and wheat colored tims. for the first time i noticed his low coal black waves, and peanut butter colored skin wrapped around his chisled face like plasic wrap. Not a blemish in site. Damn he's fine. " what's up ma, you gone let me in?" i was still paused looking at him with lust in my eyes and heart, oh yea, i'm going straight to hell. "yes, yes, come in." "oh, these are for you".....terrell pulled one long stemmed rose surrounded bushel of white oleander flowers from behind his back. "Im impressed, highly, thank you". i laid the flowers on the table and shut the door behind him. " terrell pulled off his jacket, walked and pulled the blinds closed, popped in my mixed c.d of slow jams and baby makers, and led me to the couch, where he kneeled and begain to massage my feet." you got some pretty assed feet, ma." i didn't respond because the foot massage was feeling lovely. I didn't even bother to stop him from slipping off my sweats. I was soaking and was ready for him, I wanted to fuck, and he obliged. he rose from the couch and removed his pants. "Damn, no drawers, huh?" i teased his penis with my foot and he caught it and placed my big toe in his mouth. " gwen, " he breathed my name real slow in between him sucking on my other toes. " go get some hennesy" i slowly took my foot from his hand and pranced into the kitchen. I sat the bottle on the floor next to him and watched him undress right down to his bare skin. his body was amazing, and to add to it, velvety soft, and peanut butter colored. i kissed his chest and shoulder, then backed off and undressed myself. " go get some ice, and glasses...i wanna drink off that scoop in your back." i flew my ass back into the kitchen. " shit! i forgot to get some ice, and damn it to hell about filling up some cube trays." terrell, i don't have no ice...well just have to..." he interrupted me. " go across the street and get some, I still be waiting." before i could respond to my spirit telling me not to leave this cat in my house by himself, i'd thrown my clothes back on and bloted up the street to shell.
As soon as Gwen left her place, terrell opened the bottle of hennesy and dropped three Xtasy pill in the bottle. He knew that at this amount of X she'd be fucked up enough for him to put his plan to work. He popped X all the time, almost by the hand fulls, so having 3 on some hennesy was like kool aid and skittles. Then he moved swiftly into the spot he'd descovered earlier when she crashed on the couch. laughing to himself he said out loud" this one is gonna be too easy! this broad slow! who the fuck leaves a nigga you don't know in the crib by his self?" terrell pulled out his cell phone and called his potna in crime " hey baby, yea im in, and you won't believe how easy it was to get close to this bitch. by this time tuesday, imma have everything we came here for." he hung up the phone and unlocked the safe. gwen had stored 15,000 and a few of her mother's jewlry in the safe. Terrell took 7 of the 15 thousand and made a mental note to lift the rest later. Then he moved into her amor'e and located her bank book and stole a check from the back. His plan was to get her sexed up enough, and high enough to gwt her to sign a blank check and he'd cash it out of town, of course. he placed everything back to it's original origin and returned to the living room, stroking his limp penis back hard. "oh my god, cmon, shit! i got a hard dick waiting for me at my crib!" i yelled out loud and didn't give a fuck about the stares my comment generated. hell, it seemed like everyone and they mama came to this gas station looking for something that they don't carry, to buy lotto tickets, or to curse the register person out for not turning the pumps on fast enough. "fuck!" i had been out of my place for over 40 minutes now, and i know that terrell was beginning to wonder if i'd be comming back. Or at least thats what i was trying to force my mind to think. my heart was telling me fuck the ice and get back home and check my scenery for foul play, but my cunt was saying different. she, as i call my vagina, "she" was urging me to think about that thick, 8 inch dick that was staring me down, and winking at me. i finally paid for two bags of ice and left. i sped down hanley road and turned back into my complex. I noticed the kids playing football on the field of u-city high. damn, i remember those days.
my thoughts were brought back to the present when terrell was standing in my door ass-hole naked, dick hard as a cynder block, and had the nerve to he crooked." i see you were waiting for me, huh?" " damn right, you see how impatient i am?" he walked up and poked me with his penis. then he took the ice from me and kissed my chin, then my lips. we kissed all the way back up to the living room, where terell ripped my tank top off and pulled me to the floor. he removed my tennis shoes, then pulled my sweats down, and immediatley begain kissing my inner thighs. his tounge teased my pussy lips until i couldn't take it anymore. " tell me you want it..." he kissed my hairless pussy lips again. i only moaned. " tell me you want me to eat it....." i still couldn't talk. i literally was near explosion. terrell slowly ran his tounge down the crease of my lips, then parted them with his warm tounge. " oh, ny god," i moaned and clenched my fists and arched my back. Terrell grabbed me and pulled me back close to his face, grabbed the back sides of my thighs and dove in. he moved his face around and around until i caught the rythm and grinded my pussy on his face. " oh, terrell, don't stop, pleeeease dont.......OOOOHHHH" i released one of the stickiest, wettest nuts on his face i'd ever had in my life. he still kept slurping and licking, and fingering my asshole. then he turned me over and said" let daddy get it from the back." i turned over, and immediatley he dove in. long, hard, even strokes at first, then he went faster, and used his fingers to play with my clit. my body colapsed when i had my fourth orgasm, and terrell was still going. I loved every minute of this shit. he turned me over and pushed my legs back as far as to my ears and he gave my coochie a real black eye. "tell daddy it's good, gwen.....tell daddy it's good.." i couldn't talk, hell he was fucking the shit outta me, all i could do was moan and scratch the hell out of his back. " OH SHIT THIS PUSSY FIRE!!! DAMN IM FINNA CUM!" and right afet he said that, he pulled out and unloaded a hot river of thick nut onto my stomach. the weirded thing happened after he did that, but because i was sexually satisfied, i ignored it. Terrell began to lick his own nut off my stomach and almost chanting " mmm, this good, yea, mmm, shit, give daddy that nut". he then got up and kissed me on the mouth, and then poured two glassed of hennesy. I noticed his glass was more full than mine, so i filled mine up." so gwen," terrell began to speak in between sips." why don't you have a man, as fire as that thang is?" he popped me on the ass. " well, my last man fucked up big time, and i don't do do overs, so i've been single for about 2 months now." " so is there a chance that ole boy can come back and claim whats his?" " what!" i raised my voice. " i am not his, neither am i some trophy or prize that can be claimed. trust me, he knows his black ass better not come near me never again, cheating ass bastard!" i was vexed, and at the same time wondering if marcus brought his stanking ass over my house while i was gone and ran into terrell. " well, im just saying, you know, yall aint been broke up that long, and there is still that margin of correction". i finished my drink, poured me another, and straddled terrell. He instantly got hard again " trust me, he and i are done, besides, it's you im on right now...." "oh, just right now?" terrell said sarcastically, and slid his penis inside of me. " oh, im just for right now, huh? damn, i was trying to be ya man in shit, but i see all you want is this dick." he pulled my body down to his and begain grinding beneath me. i couldnt take it, so i took control and started bucking wildly on top of him. terrell began to moan aloud and this shit turned me on more, and i released my sweet stick all over his lap, but kept going." damn, gwen, give a nigga a chance to....OH SHIT, DAMN IM FINNA NUT!" i jumped off his dick and put my face eye to eye with it and waited for the eruption. terrell pushed me back and released. as his cum oozed down his dick, i licked and sucked every drop i saw. "damn," i thought to myself. this nigga cum sweet! that's a first."
over the next hours, terrell and i finished the hennesy, and opened another bottle and fucked all over my place. the same continued on for the next seven days or so. One morning, after terrell and i had finished fucking, he stood at the edge of my bed and looked at me with love all over his face. "gwen, im not gonna beat around the bush, but damn, i think im falling in love with you already." " nigga, please, not in a month, you aint." "im for real, gwen, and it's been more than a month!" i knew it hadn't been over a month, and it was totally impossible for him to be in love, but i again hushed that part of my brain that told me that i should have been done with him weeks ago. " okay, okay, finish your thought." he tilted his head, and continued." gwen, you know, i've never had a girl that has her shit together as you do, and i know that this is a good thing, and i don't wanna mess it up by holding back what i feel." my heart fluttered and my stomach flipped with joy. here is a man that hasn't know me for 90 days telling me how much he adores me. " gwen, im saying i do love you, and if you'll give me the chance, imma show you over time that i'm deserving of you" tears ran down his cheeks and i jumped up and wiped them away." gwen, i love you girl," he kissed me on the face, and we laid down and fell asleep.
within the next two weeks, terrell moved in, had keys to everything, and his name was added to my account. i'd also told everyone that i've got a new man, that i've totally moved on from marcus, and even introduced Terrell to kay and rachel. Rachel swore that something about him seemed fake, but she vibed with him anyway. Kay, of course found flaws in him and immediatley begain to tear him apart one day at lunch. " so gwen, lemme get this traight, you not only have allowed a total stranger into your life, but you went apeshit for him just because he got you some tacky ass flower arrangement?" god, i hate kay sometime." kay, it was a kind gesture, and no, i love him because he is beautifully human," i smiled and looked off at the sky, which was unusually pretty for a cloudy may day. " oh bitch please go head on with that jill scott shit!! you getting played and you cant see it!" "i swear theres something so fake about him....i just aint put my finger on it yet." kay sat there tapping her fork on the edge of her saucer. I glared at her at first, then i spoke up" fuck you kay, first of all! you always got your mouth open about someboy else man, somebody else clothes, somebody else anything! damn why can't you just be quiet and be supportive?" "because you tripping! and cmon, if it was me or rachel, you'd be talking shit too!" " no i wouldn't, i'd mind my damn business and go with the fucking flow!" "why can't you, Kay?" she put her fork down, opened her purse and pulled out 20.00. " because this nigga aint shit, and mark my work, yall wont kick it for 6 months, and then, when he leaves you heart broken, because you flew into the arms of the very first nigga since marcus, i'll be here, still the same kay, but until then, i can't stand by and keep watching you waste your time, and your gatdamned money on this lame!" kay stormed away from the table. I called rachel to tell her what had just happened. " gwen, even though i hate kay, i gotta agree with her. i mean, look how fast shit is moving with you and him. damn, you made marcus wait damn near a month to get it, and he got it in less than 8 hours?" "rae, not you too, damn, i just can't explain it, he makes me weak." "girl yes i do, but sometimes you gotta hold back just to see what it do, yanno?" i shifted in my seat. " yea, but rae, it's different, really. i mean i never talked to any dude about ma nem, and how well off we've been since......she interjected. " gwen, no you didn't open up to him like that! girl niggas be just as thirsty as bitches and you opened yourself up wide for the taking!" "what? rae you tripping. I'm 28 years old, i know better than to get tricked by a nigga!" " oh yea? well, im 25 and i'm telling you, girl watch your back. i meant it when i said something aint right about a man who knows something about every fucking thing. it's an indication that he's a gatdamned liar! watch yourself gwen." " rae, who's the older sister? me, right?" " yes, but what does that mean? you still human. gwen, just make sure you aren't blinded by the illusion of falling in love again, okay?" "alright rae, look i gotta go, i'l talk to you later."
after terrell had prepared dinner and we ate, terrell gave me a foot massage and kissed my feet. I could tell something was troubling him because he was too quiet. "terrell, baby, what's wrong?", " Nothing, baby, i've just got some crazy shit on my mind, thats all." " care to talk about it?" i could tell that something was wrong with my man. Terrell turned his head, rubbed his hand over his waves and stood. " baby, have you ever regretted something that you'd done in the past to help someone out?" "terrell, what's going on, boo? tell me?" i stood and caressed his back, but he walked away. " baby, when i tell you this, you can't be mad, or look at me a certain way". " i'm listening, "..i sat on the bed waiting to hear something that would be devistating. terrell took a breath and began. " before i tell you this, i gotta know that you love me and won't think imma punk for having feelings, aiight?" "tereel, will you just tell me?" "wait, i think i need to get a drink first," without asking me, he returned to the room with a bottle of hennesy and 2 glasses of ice. he poured himself a full glass, and for the second time, i noticed that he poured me a less than half glass. I was beginning to think that he felt i couldn't handle hard liquor, or had a drinking problem, so i filled my glass, drained it, and filled it again two more times before he began to speak. Terrell sat there looking at me wide eyed in amazement at my drinking." baby, i haven't even told you what the hell is going on with me yet, but you throwin um back like it's nothing..." "spare me the small talk terrell, tell me what is on your mind" again, he took a breath and began. "well, about two and a half years ago, i made a bad business move with my friend, Greg. me and him were gonna open up two barber shops and one of them was supposed to be a unisex salon type joint where ladies could get massages, facials, you know, get real pampered like ladies should be, yanno?" i sat there loving him more for even thinking about how to please a woman, but was apprehensive on showing the love until i heard more. " go on." "well, Greg and i sat down and discussed this deal with this accounting group and they agreed to be a cosigner on the bank loan because Greg's credit score was below 500, and mine was 725, but i had not established enough credit history, and to get the loans for the business, i needed someone with a reputable credit history. well, the group's name is Russel and Harris financial, and they loaned Greg and I 500,00, the bank fronted us another 50 grand and Greg and I pooled our funds together and had a little over 300 grand. " so what's the bad part?" i was impatient." well baby, i gave Greg the overall power over all the finances, and i was in charge of the other aspects of the business like hiring people, the layout for the shop, equiptment, and shit like that. well, the other day, I got this letter from an attorney stating that I am being sued for 230 thousand dollars and on top of this, I can't locate Greg to question him about this. " let me see that letter." damn, i coldn't believe my eyes. Terrell had not only made a bad business move, but he hadn't read the entire letter. " baby, you didn't read beyond the initial amount you are possibly being sued for, did you?" "nope. all i know is that i owe two hundred thirty grand to the financing groups lawyer" "terrell, not only that, you and you only are liable for the total amount, meaning Greg's name aint on shit, so whatever he did, you are responsible for, and according to this letter, you gotta have them their money in 72 hours!" terrell looked at me astonished at first, then fell to his knees, screaming, then cursing, then berating himself."motherfucker! gatdamn! shit! my mama told me i was a fuck up!" terrell began banging his hands on his head.i rushed to his side and rubbed his back and kissed his shoulder. he snatched away and stood to his feet. " i gotta go, baby, i can't be here with you, i'll just bring you some type of ruin." "terrell what the hell are you talking about? we are gonna work this out!" "naw, gwen, i gotta take care of this shit myself." he pushed past me in a hurry. "terrell where the hell are you going?" i ran behind him, ready to cry at the sight of him hurting and packing his shit."please don't leave boo, let me help you, please, baby. " "damnit gwen, imma man!" he said hitting his opened fist on his chest." i can't have my woman holding me down like im some child! let me be a man" "terrell if you will just....." terrell grabbed my face and kissed me"goodbye for now, baby." i broke down in tears " terrell, please don't go, wait!!" he walked out and slammed the door. i ran behind him, but he kept going and jumped in his car and peeled off, leaving me crying in a cloud of black smoke.
when terrell got around the corner to his place that gwen knew nothing about, he called his crime potna. "hey you, open up, daddy's home. terrell cut the engine off as soon as he saw the light come on in his place. " what took you so long, daddy? i was beginning to wonder if you actually was falling in love with that bitch!" "na, boo, nothing like that, just gotta get my baby's money, right?" terrell kissed his friend on the lips, then pulled five thousand dollars and a blank, signed checkfrom his pocket.. his friend smiled. "how'd you get the hoe to drop down and give you a blank check so fast?" "with liquor and X, the freak loved me so much and trusted me so much until one night she stamped the mutha fucka!" Terrell smiled and looked seductivley at his friend. " you missed me, huh?" "yea, i did" "well, show daddy how much you missed me." terrell pulled down his black jeans and lifted his hard penis from his boxers, then pulled his tee shirt over his head. " damn, looks like you missed the shit outta me too, you want me to show you how much i love you,?" "bitch, get on them knees and suck the cum outta his dick, but first, take them funky assed rollers out of your hair, then take that tight assed dress and heels off so daddy can see that body." "you like, i bought it for you?" terrell's friend twirled around and paused, then in one motion removed the dress to reveal a naked thong clad body." that's how daddy likes to see his numer one bitch, now pull them rollers out, and toss that long ass hair and turn me on some more so i can fuck the shit out of you." the friend obliged, and removed the rollers and finger combed the tossled head hairs.
"yea, tuen around for me slowly so i can see that ass" I had always been weak for Greg. I didn't give a fuck that he was my 21 year old cousin, or that he's a man, i liked to fuck him in that little rabbit ass of his. Okay, so i'm using gwen, but so what. believe me, she ain't the first bitch i've done this to. Females should learn to think. Hell, i even was amazed at how fast i fucked her, and got into her head with my play thug role. I even got her ass thinking that i'm in love with her. Bitch don't know i'm a fucking faggot?Hell i had to pictue Greg bent over in front of me showing me that he-pussy in order for me to even get aroused by her. I tried ti give her the benefit of the doubt, but i saw she was stuck on stupid when i sent her from her own house for ice. Dumb hoe. And she suspected nothing either. "hey daddy, you want this?" Greg danced in front of me slowly, and sexy like, making my dick super hard. Greg is beautiful. Long, lean legs, beautiful brown flawless skin, long jet black curly hair, hazel eyes, a six pack stomach, and a round ass like two canteloupes. Many of our friends tell him that he is the spitting image of Aaliyah, and the way he is dancing, i can see it. when he turned and bent over and smacked his hard ass, the slight jiggle caused pre-cumm to spill from my dick head. " come sit that fat ass on you dick" Greg moved like he was in the matrix or some shit when i told him to come sit on my dick. I had been getting inside of him since he was 14, and now his pussy was wide open for me. Greg sat backwards on my lap with his legs tucked aside mine and slid up and down on my pole slowly, getting my dick wet. I reached around in between gasps from that bomb pussy sliding on my dick and played with Greg's dick. " gringd down real low on this dick," i popped his ass, and he moaned...." daddy, i'm finna cumm, oh this dick feel so good!" greg slowed his ride down as he released warm semen on my right hand. i licked it off , and pushed him off my lap." suck your pussy off me before i finish,bitch" i loved the way Greg sucked my whole dick, and balls. He could deep throat the shit out of my dick. When i couldn't take it, i laid him dow and fucked his asshole." this dick good, bitch?" "yes, daddy, oh yes! fuck me harder, cum in this ass, cum in this ass!" i was trying to break my dick off in his ass it was so fire. I fucked Greg's he-pussy so hard and so long i exploded in his ass cheeks. i was pulling out and enjoyed seeing my nut run back out of the crack of his ass. it always made mydick back hard, and i needed to fuck Greg at least two more times before i called gwen and finished her off. " Greg, lift daddy's ass up so i can taste it." he got on his knees and slid his fingers in his ass cheeks to spread them open again, and i licked his pussy unitl my dick was hard again. "keep that ass high in the air!" i plunged in and out of his pussy so hard and fast i saw his skin tear a little. this turned me on more, so i grabbed his legs and pulled them further apart and mashed on top of his until his stomach touched the floor. I ground in his ass until he began to cry, which mean he was cumming too. after we fucked a third time, Greg rolled over and looked at me with an intense stare." did you fuck that bitch like you just finished fucking me?'" what?" "you heard me. did you fuck her like you fuck me?" Greg raised his voice and sat up with his hands folded across his chest. " bitch, calm yo ass sown before i smack the shit outta you! you know fuckin well i gotta do what i gotta do to get money from these bitches and if that means i gotta wine and dine, and fuck the dog shit outta them in the process, then so be it! i oughta smack the shit smooth out of your ass for questioning me!" i raised my hand and greg flinched. " ok daddy, i'm sorry! don't be mad" he covered his face. I loved it when Greg knew his role. " you need to appreciate this shit, hell yo ass is living good from me slanging this dick to hoes!" i raised my hand again, only this time, i did it to turn myself on. Truth be told, greg liked getting his ass whooped." ok daddy, i'll make it better," he rolled over and popped my dick in his mouth. " now that's more like it." my eyes rolled back in my head as he gave me pleasure.
"i don't know what happened, kay. all i know is that Terell went on and on about how he was in trouble and the next thing i knew he flew outta here." i hated calling kay and telling her anything, but rae went out of town for a month with her man and i ddin't wanna bother her yet." i told you girl, the nigga's foul and you better go and get tested for everything!" kay fussed through the phone. "kay, i promise you it ain't that serious. Terrell just needed some time to get his head together." "oh bitch please, he aint called you in two, almost three weeks! you better get up and go! he aint comming home nomore!" a small part of me agreed with kay, but i wanted to believe that terrell was different." no kay, it's cool, i trust him." " why gwen? because he gave you a screaming orgasm? or because he cried in front of you?" "kay, i love him and we'll be okay, alright?" kay sighed." gwen, i understand, but listen to me on this one, something aint right. I'm willing to bet you......" her comment was interrupted by another call on my line."hold on kay. Hello?" " Yes, is this Gwen Robinson?" "Yes it is, who am i speaking to?" " ma'am my name is Fletcher Mcdougle, I'm the manager at Dehonorable Bank, and ma'am we just recieved and released an item from your account that seems suspicious to us. we need you to come in immediatley." i dropped the phone and jumped in my clothes. " i'm on the way sir." i hung up while he was still talking. I grabbed my purse and ran t the door and called kay. "kay, i need you to meet me out front in 10 minutes." "okay, girl i'll be ready."
just as she said, kay was ready and outside. I almost laughed at her gear when i saw it. Kay was dressed in all black from head to toe like we were gonna go to whip some ass. " where are we going, gwen?" "to the bank. they called with an emergency." "kay sat there nodding her head back and forth." "girl, i hope it aint nothing serious." "who you telling." when we arrived at the bank, my stomch was in knots and the feeling intensified as i walked in and sw the police waiting by the bank manager's door. "please, miss robinson, come in. we definatley have a situation." when kay and i walked in, i saw a detective,3 plain shirts, 2 bank managers and a teller in tears sitting surrounded by the bank's security guards. " miss robinson, this is detective Gray." "he extended his old black hand. " good afternoon ma'am, uh miss robinson. i am here to investigate some fraud." "fraud? what the hell is going on here?" my heart raced, and my eyes demanded answers." ma'am, we have reason to believe that the check you authorized 7 days ago for 450 thousand dollars was fraudulantly cashed and funds were also released from your account in the excess of this amount 24 hours ago." "WHAT! I NEVER AUTHORIZED SHIT! SOMEBODY BETTER KNOW MORE THAN WHAT I'M HEARING! THIS IS MY FUCKING MONEY HERE!" tears fell from my eyes, not because i was flat broke, but because i'd been robbed by someone. " calm down ma'am, we have leads and need youe help confirming the persons behind the scheme." detective gray said calmly." we have this check, stamped with your signature, written for 450 thousand dollars to a Russell financial?" "i don't know shit about that?" "well miss robinson, you signed for both withdrawls." "no i didn't! you mutha........"miss robinson, are you acquainted with a Fredrick J. Terrell? just as my mouth went to open, i realized that i'd been got. Terrell had used me, and taken me for a grip. " miss robinson, are you aquainted with him?" " I....I....was, until two or three weeks ago. i was in a relationship with him. terrell would never do this to me, though. you might wanna check my ex boyfreind marcus!" beneath all of my denial, and trying to make terrell seem like the good guy, the looks on everyone's faces, including kay, told me the truth. Not to mention that over the next two hours, they presented all evidence to me, which all pointed to terrell, and his accomplist, greg. I felt like such a fool to let this man into my life, and let him blind me with the power of the dick. the manager of the bank let me know that the funds couldn't be reversed, and the detective assured me that with the information i'd provided him that he'd follow up.
More than 2 month had passed since the incident, and i was still depressed. kay and rachel called and came over to check on me, but i never came around. rachel even offerd to stay with me until i could pull myself together, but it wasn't gonna happen. and to top it all off, I am pregnant by his fonky ass. i was falling into a comma-like sleep when my phone rang. It was kay." hello kay," " how are you gwen?" " the same, comming around, trying to work up enough energy to go to the doctor in a week." " oh, so you decided to get tested?" "nope, i'm pregnant, and am going to get rid of this bastards child." " girl! what? i know you better get rid of it! you'll hate that baby!" " i know." i got up to go use the bathroom, and decided to check the mail first. nothing important, bills, cards, and a strange purple envelope. i let kay chatter on and offered the occasional umm-hmph to satisfy her. i opened the letter, almost tearing it's contents doing so, because i knew the letter was from Terrell, Fredrick or what ever his name was. I was wrong. this letter was from greg. i read slowly, and almost threw up at the sight of the pictures of he and terrell kissing, fondling and fucking each other, but i read on. "gwen, hold on girl, okay? " "okay." i was glad to get her off the line for a second. i read the letter:
dear gwen,
i know you don't know me, but i know you, and have been watching you for a long time and had been planning to get you. i mean no disrepect by it, but you are everything i am not, a real woman, beautiful, semi-rich, and have a man who oves you for you. Well, not to sound apologetic, so fuck you bitch. i know you thought Alexander was your man, but everytime you went to work, or left him, terrell j. fredrick as you MAY HAVE known him in your place, fabulos i must add, i was there, and stole a little here and there from you each time. and when alex and i fucked on your bed, i made sure to hide my sexy panties under your mattress each time, and nutt all over yuor sheets. Alex never washed them, just wiped my cumm up. How could you have thought that he was heterosexual when he sucked his own cumm? couldn't you smell my he-pussy on his face? taste me on his tounge? oh well,if you didn't now you know. and it's too bad, i thought you were smart, along with your beauty, but you weren't and you were ripe for the picking. Don't ever try to find us, we are long gone, thanks to your foolishness and your money, thanx honey! and thanx a million for sending us off on our honey moon. i know you'll probablly think that i just incriminated myself by sending you pictures, and a letter, but look closely, we, ALL 3 OF US ( you, alex and me) are in the pictures together, you were just Xed out while we fucked and took pictures on the web cam, which highly involves you too. go try and press charges, and the police will do nothing, because i've sent detective gray a copy also..........XOXOXO, GREG
i dropped the letter and laughed. kay clicked back in, " hello, everything okay girl?" i sighed and shook my head at my stupidity. " yea, im okay. i just need you to go with me to the clinic monday, okay?" "alright, girl i gotta go, i'll call you later gwen, okay?" i hung up and sank to the floor. i looked at the letter, and the pictures again and broke into tears. how could someone do some shit like this? during my ranting, the detective called me and confirmed that greg's accusations were true and that the case was closed because it seemed to have me involved too heavily in it. He suggested i hire a lawyer to sue Terrell J. Fredrik-Alex, whomever he was. He also said they had no traceable address on the letter, and wished me luck in life, and told me to be careful from now on. After that conversation, i cried harder, and kicked myself for falling in love with him- no falling in lust with him. All the signs were always there, but i ignored them.I was just too blind, too stubborn to see them. After an hour or so of crying, and moping, there was a familiar knock on my door. when i opened the door without peeking out, i ran into a surprize. " hey, baby, I know i'm the last person you'd ever expect to see, but i need you, and you need me, and i'm here for you" I never had been do excited to see him, especially since it had been so long, but i needed someone there, and who better than him. " Marcus, please come in." i was tripping. i'd been dogged by him once, then dogged majorly by alex, now i was about to allow marcus back into my life, or was i?
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