Man Of The Year Page 2

  Change of plans. I need you to bring me my keys to me. I need them now.- D.

  She replied:

  Ok, I’m on my way.-Ebony

  As we were riding to my spot he brought to my attention that today was the release date of one of our oldest friends. Black, was like an older brother to the both of us. He caught a drug charge and some snitching got him locked up. He’d been locked up for the last two years. I missed my nigga Black and things had been pretty quiet since his arrest. However, I had a plan and we were about to turn the city up!

  “Man, I got to go pick that nigga up from the county today. Are you trying to slide through with me?” He asked.

  “If I ain’t got shit to do later, I’ll slide thru there with you, slime.” We pulled up to the entrance of my apartment complex and I saw that things seemed normal. I dapped my best friend up and got out of his car. I made my way over to my porch and had a seat until Ebony showed up.

  Normally, I didn’t allow women back to my crib due to my trust issues. Plus, I didn’t want the world to know too much about me.

  She figured out a way to get James to sleep and made her way to me. I’d been sitting outside waiting for about an hour. It was about 11:00 am before she finally showed up.

  “Damn baby, I’m so sorry for how shit went down earlier today.”

  “You good, Eb. Just let me get my keys so I can get in my house.” I reached my hand out for my keys and she pulled them back to her.

  “Nope, I will open up and let us in.” She said walking to the door.

  “Quit playing Ebony and give me my keys.”

  “Who’s playing?” She asked as she began opening my door. I exhaled a deep sigh, gave her a smirk, and gladly followed. I already knew what was about to go down. She unlocked the door. The sweet aroma of Burberry cologne and Burberry Kush hit her.

  “Excuse the mess baby.” I stated as we made our entrance into my red and black bachelor pad. I had a few clothes from the day before laying around in the living room from an encounter with an old flame.

  “It’s ok baby. I like a man who’s not afraid to be a man. Who decorated in here?” She asked. Lying through my damn teeth, I said I did. The truth was my ex-girlfriend Tamara did, right before I put her trifling ass out.

  “You did a great job baby.” She said as she admired the mosaic art I had on the wall along with the red and black paint job. “It looks really nice.” She made her way over to the couch to take a seat. I did the gentlemen thing and tried to make her as comfortable as possible.

  “Would you like anything to drink? Vodka and Cranberry, Ciroc and Lime, water, juice anything baby? “I asked.

  “Isn’t it a little too early to be drinking baby?" She questioned.

  “Its happy hour somewhere,” I responded. I took my shirt off and got down to my wife beater so that I was comfortable. I could feel her eyes piercing my body as I walked past her. She was slowly undressing me step by step. She had always admired my swagger. I was typically always in a beater, some jeans, and a fresh pair of kicks unless I was really stepping out. I kept a low cut fade with waves galore. I had never been on the dread ordeal. I’m in the middle of the city and it’s way too hot for that. She loved the way I sagged my jeans slightly but never enough to where my ass was hanging out.

  “May, I have a glass of water D?” I heard her ask from the living room.

  I made my way back through the breeze way separating the two rooms. I sat next to her on the couch and got comfortable.

  “Here’s your water beautiful.”

  “Thank you daddy,” she said smiling from ear to ear. I grabbed the remote sitting on the cherry wood coffee table and turned the TV onto Sports Center. She looked at me discouraged. “I don’t want to watch this daddy.” I looked at her like she was a deer caught in headlights.

  “Look now,” I say. She quickly straightened up and laid her head on my chest. We relaxed and enjoyed the daily news. About half way through the show her phone began to go off. It was James.

  “Don’t answer that.” I say to her jokingly. She insisted on doing it anyway.

  “Hello, where the hell you at?” I could hear James yelling in the phone.

  “I’m at the gym baby. Where do you think I’m at?”

  “Who the hell you with?” James yelled out again.

  “Kelly and Drea,” She replied impatiently. This bitch was a certified killer with the way her lies rolled so effortless off of her tongue. She could come up with a lie faster than a Catholic priest at an all-boys school.

  “Oh alright, hurry up and get home.” He yelled. She hung up the phone.

  “So you’re just gone answer the phone while you lay up with me?" I asked her. It isn’t like I cared. It just was the principle of the whole thing.

  “Sorry baby. He gets mad and starts hurting me when I don’t do what he wants.”

  “Why the fuck you still with him then?” I questioned.

  “He has a good job and takes good care of me. I don’t have to do anything. I’m a spoiled baby." She whined.

  “Why are you here with me then?" I thought to myself. “Yea, alright.” I pushed her off my chest and started to get up from the couch. She pulled my arm and sat me back down.

  “Please don’t leave daddy. I’m sorry.” I looked at her confused.

  “What are you sorry for?” I asked.

  “I’m sorry I can’t be the woman here in your life.”

  “Come on now and save those game for James. Baby, you already know game recognizes game.” She smirked and replied, “You’re right Demetrius.” “I know, I am.” I say arrogantly. I picked her up and sat her on my lap. “You lucky you’re a bad bitch Ebony!”

  “Nah you lucky,” she laughed. She straddled my lap and began to lean in. Ebony, planted a passionate kiss on my neck. I let out a light sigh. She started to work her tongue over and around in circles. I grabbed a hand full of her hair and started to pull her head back. I slowly glided my tongue over the front of her neck like a sail boat. I heard her moans as they intensified. She began to bite her lips.

  “I want to feel you inside me daddy.” She croaked out.

  “Say it louder!” I tell her as I began sucking and biting on her neck like a Vampire from True Blood.

  “Please fuck me now daddy.” She cried out. Her phone rang again.

  “Fuck your phone right now Eb.”

  “I have to answer and you already know that.” She reached for her phone with one hand and my dick with the other. “Hello,” she answered as she started kneading my dick.

  “Where the fuck you at?” James asked.

  “I told you I’m at the gym.” She put the phone down and deep throated my dick like a submarine on the open seas.

  “Damn girl.” I look at her and said.

  “Ebony, Ebony! “I could hear James continuously screaming on the other end of the phone. “Bitch, I’m going to count to five.” He yelled. “One.” She stroked my dick with her mouth. “Two.” She twirled her tongue on the head of my dick. “Three.” She massaged my dick with her hand. “Four.” She swallowed me whole. “Got damn it, bitch. Five.” She started to gag as she held her head down on my dick with no hands. “That’s ok Bitch. I’m coming to find that ass. Don’t forget I got the GPS enabled on all the phones!” She hung up and came gasping up for air like a Puffer Ball Blow Fish.

  She inhaled deep. “Damn, I thought he would never shut the fuck up. I thought I was going to have to go to sleep with your dick stuck in my throat.” I laughed.

  “You could if you wanted to.” I replied. She worked her way back up and mounted my dick. She slipped her pink Victoria Secret velour sweat pants down and poked her pretty brown ass out towards me. She stepped out of her pink boy shorts with a flick of her wrist. Ebony started playing in her pussy as she headed my way. She took her finger out and licked it clean. She slowly started to give me a lap dance while popping her ass.

  “Quit playing, and put this dick inside of you.” I said to her as my erec
tion became damn near unbearable. She looked back at me and wasted no time slipping my dick between her toned thighs.

  “Shit D, it feels better than it did last night.” She said as the TV took a turn watching us. I sunk back further onto the black sectional couch that I had sitting in the living room. She started to attack my dick like a lioness protecting her cubs. I reached around to place my massive hands on her C cup breast.

  “Damn Daddy, this dick feels so good.” She sighed as she worked my dick like a Massage Therapist with her pussy walls. She continued to ride my dick like a Ferris wheel at the State Fair. Her phone began blowing up. She tossed it across the room.

  “Fuck him.” She said as she sat straight up and propped her feet up on my quadriceps. “You ready for this baby?” She asked as she pounced on my dick trying to catch her breath.

  “Go for it." I said biting my lips trying to hold back the sensation she was giving off. I gripped a hold of her waist. She reached down, gripped my dick, and began driving my dick like she was trying out for NASCAR. She began stroking my dick while timing her strokes.

  “Fuck girl.” I moaned out as she tightened her grip. I grabbed her hips like I was trying to keep from drowning. I started choking the life out of her while ramming her down on my dick. She began losing all sense of control. She started screaming and wailing at the top of her lungs.

  “Fuck you D, fuck you.” She whined out as her cum began dripping down my dick head and over her hands. She moved them up to her mouth and started to slowly taste herself. “Damn boy.” She said getting off of my dick. She threw her wild, damp hair over her shoulders, and made her way down to my dick to finish the job. She slowly sucked my dick into her mouth like attached suction cups. She stroked my dick with her hands until I released every bit of my semen into her mouth. She swallowed every ounce.

  “Baby, I got to go.” She said hesitantly looking at my dick. “I know James is crazy and he probably will be looking for me. I have been gone since 10:30 am and it’s going on 2 pm.”

  I looked at her with a daze in my eyes and nodded as she got dressed. She asked did I have any gum because she didn’t want to go home with dick on her breath. I told her no but there was a brand new tooth brush in the bathroom upstairs. She looked at me, smiled, and then made her way up the stairs. I continued watching ESPN and started to doze off. She made her way back down stairs from brushing her teeth and looked at me.

  “You know, one day you are going to share everything up there with me right?” I looked at her and laughed. I knew she would be infatuated with the appeal of my bedroom and master bathroom. It was huge and very spacious. I got up from the couch and walked her to the door.

  “I hear you.” I say to her as I got up from the couch and head to the door letting her out. She reached her 5’6 frame up and kissed me. I bent down to kiss her. “Call me later.” I informed her as she headed out the door. I drunkenly glided up the stairs to take a shower and get a nap. I needed to get ready for work later on that night. Ebony sent me a text as I headed to my bedroom:

  I love you D.-Ebony

  I looked at my phone and thought about replying. However, deep down inside I couldn’t because we were only fuck buddies.

  CHAPTER 2

  “Mr. Hill, Mr. James will see you in his office now. Please follow me." James’ secretary Samantha replied. I looked at her, nodded, got out my seat, and followed behind her. We made our way down the long cold hallway to his office. I felt like a child in school on his way to visit the principal’s office.

  “Here we are Mr. Hill. Please, go ahead have a seat. He will be in shortly." Samantha said as she gave me a look of disgust. I gave her a smirk and had a seat in one of the executive chairs facing his desk. I watched her as she twisted her hips out the door. Rumors around the office were that James and Samantha had been spending a lot of time together. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that they were having an affair.

  “Demetrius my boy how are you today?” James asked like a lighting strike coming through the door.

  “I’m good.” I replied as I got up from my chair to shake his hand. He offered a firm hand shake and told me to have a seat. He made his way behind his desk and placed both his feet up on his massive desk.

  “You do know why you are here don’t you?” James asked me.

  “Honestly, I don’t.” I said sternly.

  “Two reasons. The first, you have been late or have called in three times in the past two weeks. For that I have to write you up. Is everything ok? Anything you need help with?”

  “Nah, everything is under control now. I appreciate the offer though.”

  “No problem.” He responded. He handed me my write up to sign and began to tell me about the second reason.

  “Secondly, there is a position in management that I am considering you for. Would you be interested when it becomes available?” I looked at James and told him, “Of course.” He looked at me. “The hours are a little bit more flexible and you can continue your extracurricular activities. Whatever, they may be. There is also about a $15,000 pay increase annually over what you make now. The only issue is that it wouldn’t be available for about a month. In the meantime I will be on vacation for the next week or two. This means, I’m leaving you in charge. That will give me time to give you a little on the job training as well as give me a chance to evaluate your performance.”

  “I appreciate the consideration man seriously,” I say thanking James. “Not many people would give me an opportunity because of my past, but thanks again.”

  James got up to shake my hand and we made our way out the office. As we make our way down the hallway he opened a conversation up about going out to the club tonight. I looked at him and reminded him of the work schedule he had provided. He looked at me and laughed as we stopped in front of Samantha’s desk. “Well, one thing I failed to mention is that with that write up you have to take a couple nights off. One is paid, and one is not. So consider yourself free for the night.”

  I looked at him as he placed his hands on Sam’s shoulders. “It’s a go then.” I responded.

  “By the way Demetrius, when you come back to work you will be the immediate manager. My vacation starts tonight.” He said as Samantha tried to remove his hands from her shoulders. “Roger that.” I said to James as I made my way out of the building.

  On my way to the car my phone started ringing. It was Ebony calling.

  “Hello,” I answered while unlocking the door to my car.

  “Hey baby, do you have a minute?" She asked.

  “Yeah, what’s up?”

  “I wanted to know if we could meet tonight. James won’t be home. He’s going out with some guys at the office and I don’t want to be alone tonight.” I tried my best to explain to her that I was one of the guys. However, as a man I couldn't turn her down. Besides, I’d much rather be inside some pussy instead of around hard legged testosterone driven men any night.

  “I’ll call you when I’m free." I responded to her as I started the car.

  She said ok, right before she hung up.

  Before I could get out the parking lot, I noticed James heading to his car. Samantha was also headed to the same place. I couldn't believe this shit. I was right. Samantha was fucking her way through the company. I must say I couldn’t knock her for the hustle. It just opened a world of opportunities for the things I have planned for Ebony tonight.

  As the day turned to night I decided to go ahead and get ready for the night out with the fellas. I began getting dressed and received a text message from Ebony.

  I am so anxious to meet up with you tonight. I can’t wait to feel you inside of me. When and where are we going to meet up?

  I responded to her message and instructed her to be at my place around 1:00 am. Typically, I didn't allow women to get close to me. I figured after all I’ve been through with Ebony, it was probably the safest place. She responded with an Ok and I continued to get myself ready.

  It was about ele
ven p.m. when I made my way to the strip club to meet up with James and the other guys. Making my way through the dimly lit club my presence was immediately felt. I felt like a million dollar man as I had servers walk up to me asking was there anything I need. Dancers were asking did I need any dances. I politely declined as I made my way to the V.I.P section where the fellas were.

  “Demetrius, what’s up baby?” James said loudly half drunk. He stood up and gave me a hug. I embraced him then pushed him back in his seat. “You remember Marcus, Rod, and Tim don’t you?”

  “Yeah, I remember them.” I responded as I glanced around at the fellas while the assortment of color strobe light hit each one. They all gave me a round of handshakes. As one of the servers made her way to the table, she noticed the group and immediately asked if there was anything she could do for us.

  James, drunken ass yelled out, “Bitch get naked and suck my dick!” She looked at him in disgust and anger. She asked again and the rest of us replied with a no. She walked away and we caught one another’s eyes. I asked her for Henn and Coke. I just needed something to wet the lips. She smiled and made her way over to the bar with my order. A couple of girls made their way over to our table as Bands will make her dance played throughout the club. One girl came over, sat on my lap, and whispered in my ear. “Do you want to play daddy?” She asked while grinding on my dick.

  “$10 for the dance and $50 for the back room,” she whispered with liquor laced on her breath. Another girl walked over and began rubbing my chest. I gave the girls $20 a piece and instructed them to give the other fellas a dance.

  As my drink made its way back to the table I asked the waitress for her name.

  “It’s Candy.”

  “Well, Ms. Candy my name is D. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I looked at her and instructed her to give me a call. I offered her one of my business cards. She smiled and placed the card in her bikini top. I gave her $50 and fingered it through her bikini bottom. “I’ll see you later.” I said as I smacked her ass and sent her on her way. James looked at me and smiled.