Side Chic (2 page)

             
“Ma, I apologize for causing you to worry. I just called to let you know that I am fine and that
I have about another hour
of driving ahead of me before I get to Danville.”

             
Once
I
reached Danville I
was going to be
staying with my cousin Nita
. The two of us have always been really close. So when I told her about my situation she didn’t hesitate to let me know that I could come and stay with her until I found a job and a place of my own. She understood why I wanted to get away and agreed that it was probably for the best. She was afraid th
at if I continued to live
in Boykins and continued
my relationship with Tre
that eventually his baby
mama was going to find ou
t and there would be a big mess!
Honestly I believed that his baby
mama knew that Tre wasn’t being faithful. We women always have a feeling that something ain’t right when our man is creeping. Aside from that, there have b
een plenty of nights where he
has called home and told her that he would be a little
more
late than usual because somebody didn’t show up to work and he had to cover for them. That was his excuse at least twice a week so that he could be with me. No woman is that damn stupid! She had to k
now that something wasn’t right!

             
“I’m glad that you are okay but I still wish that you had thought this through some more before you made a final decision. I know that you are grown and I know that I told you to do whatever you felt like you needed to do but baby running away from a problem doesn’t solve it.”

             
I really didn’t feel like going into all of that. I’d made my decision to leave and whether or not it was the best decision it was still my decision.

             
“I understand everything that you are saying ma and I appreciate your advice but I really don’t want to continue to talk about it.” I looked down at my food and suddenly didn’t have much of an appetite anymore. “Ma, I’m about to get back on the road again. I will call you back in a few.”

             
I heard her let out a sigh. “Okay. I love you.”

             
“I love you too.” I pressed the end button and took a couple
more
bites of my sandwich before picking up my tray and dumping my food in the trash.
I went to the bathroom to empty my bladder before leaving.

             
Once I was back inside my car I turned up the music and continued on my way.

             
             
             
             
             
Tre

             
Saturday morning rolled around and found me sitting on the sofa watching Saturday morning cartoons with my seven year old twin boys, TreShaun and TreQuan. That’s right I started young. I was sixteen when Kisha came to me and told me she was pregnant, she was eighteen at the time. I can’t lie I was scared to death of becoming a father. I didn’t know shit about no babies but I did know that I was going to be there for my seeds.
             

             
My father raised me to be a man and to never walk away from my responsibilities. Even if I was a child myself I knew that now was the time to stand up and act like a man. Luckily for me, my uncle owned a barbershop so he gave me a job sweeping up hair and running errands for him. As time passed he taught me everything he knew and allowed me to cut all of the kid’s hair that came in. That allowed me to stay in school and also work and help take care of my kids. My mom almost had a nervous breakdown when I told her that I’d gotten someone pregnant and with twins at that but she accepted it. It wasn’t like she had much of a choice because the babies were coming regardless. Between my mother and Kisha’s mother we had been blessed to never have to worry about a babysitter.

             
I sat there on the sofa with my sons watching TV but I wasn’t paying attention at all to the show. I had too much other shit on my mind. I
couldn’t stop thinking about Lala
and how she’d just packed up and left. When I
’d
called
and she
’d
told me that she was on her way out of town I thought she was joking but when I heard her crying and then she told me the reason why she was leaving. I knew that it wasn’t a joke.

I’d seen her feelings for me starting to change but I didn’t think that it was so serious. I knew that something was wrong with her the night before at the hotel when we were together because she was extremely quiet and when I’d sexed her that night, for what I didn’t know was the l
ast time, she’d held on
to me so tight as if she didn’t want to ever let me go. Normally she would complain if I kissed her or tried to hold her.

             
She would always say, “Move boy we don’t need to be doing
all of that mushy lovey-
dovey stuff, that’s how people catch feelings! Now move!” But that night to my surprise after we
’d
finished getting it in she
’d
laid in my arms with her head on my chest. I didn’t bother to say anything because I was enjoying the way that she felt in my arms but I was wondering to myself what had brought on the sudden change of her all of a sudden wanting to cuddle. Like I said before
,
that wasn’t like her at all.

             
I shook my head trying to possibly shake away my thoughts. This shit was beginning to give me a headache. I don’t even know why I was allowing it to fuck with me this much. She wasn’t my woman. She was just my side chic.

             
I turned my attention back to the TV but that didn’t help at all because Saturday
morning cartoons was me and Lala
’s shit. At the age
of twenty-eight and twenty-four
, we were still two big kids at heart. I would go over to her house sometimes on Saturday morning and crawl into bed with her. We would lay back and watch all of the old cartoons that we both loved so much. Tom and Jerry, The Flintstones, The Jetson
s
,
and
The Pink Panther.

             
Normally
we’d end up tuning out the TV when it would get a little hot up under the covers. The two of us couldn’t keep our hands off of each other whenever were together. Our sex
ual chemistry was off the meter!
Her caramel 5ft.2in. frame was my personal playground. I loved everything about her body, from her sexy ass hazel eyes to those full lips of hers, her 36D’s, wide hips and phat ass. She wasn’t no skinny chic but she was
nice and thick. She wasn’t fat. S
he was packing a few extra pounds but wore it well. I didn’t care if her stomach wasn’t flat as a board, she was always a little self-conscious about her stomach, which to me wasn’t even that big but to her it was. I would tell her all the time that it just gave me a little something extra to hold on to.

             
I am one of those men who just love women period. All shapes, sizes and colors. I love them. I appreciate all women and everything about them. That’s why my ass is always
getting caught up in some shit!
My babymama, Kisha, has caught me cheating too many times to even count but for some reason she loves my ass so much that she always takes me back. Don’t get it twisted I love her too
,
more than anything else in this world besides my parents and my kids. There is no other bitch out here that could take
her place not even Lala
. She’s wifey, always has been and always will be. I just can’t control my dick. I have been doing a lot bette
r though because after I met Lala
and we started kicking it,
she
and Kisha have
been the only two women that I mess with. I let all those other chicks go.
I feel like that’s progress!

             
Kisha
doesn’t know anything about Lala. That is because Lala
always played her position, never blowing up a nigga’s phone
nor
doing some dumb shit like coming by my house. We are even friends on Facebook, she has never did any shit like write some fly shit on my wall or send my girl a friend reques
t or inbox her some bullshit. She
isn’t like that and that is what I love about her. Besides
,
I’ve already warned her and let her know that if she ever does some shit like that I will fuck her up! I do what I do in the streets and whether it’s wrong or right I let any bitch that I fuck with know not to bring any dumb shit my girl’s way!

             
I got up and grabbed my pa
ck of Newp
orts and lit one up and then
walked over to the window and looked
outside. It was raining. This shit with Lala was driving me crazy! The more I tried not to think about her, the more she stayed on my mind.
I’d tried to call her, text her, Facebook message her but she hadn’t responded to anything. I didn’t like the way sh
e was carrying this shit at all!
I felt like she could at least call or text and let me know that she was okay. I’d grown to care about her a lot over the past two years and so knowing whether or not sh
e was okay was important to me.

             
I heard footstep coming down the hallway, I already knew that it was Kisha. She came into the room wearing a pair of red shorts, a black t-shirt and a pair of black socks. She walked over and kissed both boys on the head and then came over to me. She wrapped her arms around my slim waist and stood up on
her
tip toes to kiss me. I took the cigarette from my lips and kissed her.

             
“Good morning baby.” She smiled up at me. Her red hair was pulled back into a ponytail. I loved her hair this color it was so sexy against her light complexion. Kisha was so light that she was damn near white. She was 5’4 and very petite. She has some of the prettiest hazel brown eyes that I’d ever seen. I am a man who love hazel eyes. They do something for me.

             
“Good morning sexy.” I replied.

             
“Have y’a
ll eaten yet?” She asked kissing me again and then gently caressing the side of my face.

             
“Yeah mama we ate cereals.” Quan answered.

             
“Oh okay.”

             
“If you keep on kissing me like that I’m gonna take you down the hallway to our bedroom and eat again.” I whispered in Kisha’s ear, while licking it with my tongue.

             
“Mmmm, boy you’d better stop.” She whispered back. “The boys are awake.”

             
“So…they aren’t thinking about anything but those cartoons. Come on.” I said tugging on her hand.

             
We slipped out of the living room and down the hall to ou
r bedroom. I locked the door,
undressed her and then laid her back on the bed. She eased her legs open
,
eyeing me with a wide smile on her lips. I crawled between her legs and dove right in head first. First
,
I licked the outside of her lips and then spread her pussy open with my fingers and licked up and down the inside of her lips. I licked and sucked on her clit as she moaned and squirmed.

             
“Damn Tre…that feels so good.” She said with one hand one my head holding it in place to make sure that I didn’t move
as she gyrated her hips. “Mmmm…
baby just like that.”

             
I left her clit alone and inserted my tongue inside of her
opening
fucking her with it
. Her juices were spilling out onto my tongue and I could tell that she
loved
what I was doing. I replaced my tongue with three fingers and her pussy gripped them tightly as I moved them in and out of her nice and slow. I zone back in on her clit and started licking and sucking it. By now she had started to get loud.

             
I lifted my head for a second, never stopping what I was doing with my fingers. “Baby
,
you have to quiet down some the boys are awake.”

             
“Shit
…
Tre
…
I can’t! Damn
…
baby
,
you know exactly what to do with this pussy.” She moaned still grinding her pussy on my fingers and trying to get as much of them inside of her as possible. “Baby
,
stop talking and use your mouth to make me cum.”