Quickie

"You're not with anybody right?"

I should have said no but she was nuzzling my neck when she asked me this. Her breath was hot. Her hands on my bare thigh running dangerously under the dress that common sense told me not to wear. There was only the lamp on and nothing else. I had been set up but then again, I sort of knew I was.

My mind said no but my lips said, "No. Not really."

"For real, for real?" She breathed A soft kiss with a little tongue. Her hand moved under my skirt, teasing the outline of my panties. I didn't want to melt. I didn't want my knees to come apart. I didn't want to betray him. Am I? I thought. Would he really mind? I don't think he would mind...


Then she kissed me. It was shy at first which was so unlike her, like she was afraid to take more from me without my permission. It was too endearing for me not to respond to it. I reached for her, brought her close, inhaled the scent of cologne and fresh soap.

I wasn't cheating on him. That's what I told myself.

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"White girl wasted. Its such an ignorant term and terribly racist."

"Like you ain't never get wasted like a white girl."

"I don't even know how Caucasian women get wasted  I mean-shit-goddammit!."

"You suck at this game. Why the fuck did you buy it?"

"Because you keep complaining about me only bringing over Japanese shit."

It was like the eighth or so time of me fucking him up in some Modern Warfare.  I shoulda brought the game myself but I guilted his ass into getting it for me since we ain't been hanging out too tough in the last three months. I'm pretending that shit don't bother me, you know, playing it chill but it does and be damn if I'm not gonna find out why. He's got cottonmouth so of course he's in my fridge without my permission. "Bring me a soda since you stealing shit you thirsty ass nigga."

"You really ought to drink more water and juice." This nigga amazes me sometimes I swear to God. Its like he forgets that he's black or at the least what a black guy is supposed to be. Jean shorts, a black shirt with THINK on the top of a box and Vanz, fuckin' Vanz. The nigga don't even skate. "Soda is hella bad for you. You'll be a diabetic if you keep that shit up."

Who the fuck says hella? "So you doctor-fuckin'-Oz now nigga?" He shoves a Minute Maid in my hand rolling his eyes. Sometimes he act like my damn daddy sometimes...and I hate the fact that I kinda like that shit-that I kinda like him but by definition, a dyke ain't supposed to be after dick and definitely not whoever's attached to it.

Confusion. This mufucka just fucks me up.

"Defensive much Nino? I'm just offering you some helpful advice." He plops down on the sofa with a space between us. In our routine of shootin' the shit and fuckin' each other's brain's out, we're usually next to each other by now. I'm fuckin' blazed out my brain with some pajama bottoms and a t-shirt, a guaranteed signal that I wanna be fucked and this nigga is ignoring me. He takes a pull of the blunt, ashes in the tray and passes it to me. "Fuck I'm high."

"That's the point bitch."

"Ah how I miss being belittled in casual conversation. How do I get along without you?"

"That's a good fucking question." I didn't mean to say it like that but fuck it I'm mad and horny and just don't give a damn. He picks up my X-Box controller and examines that shit like a rubix cube. Eventually though, he man's the fuck up and looks me in the eye because he wouldn't be my nigga if he didn't. "I'm dating someone."

"Who?" Didn't mean to say that shit either but I'm on a goddamn roll.

"Rosalina. You know the girl from chemicals?"

I nod and drink some of my lemonade before I say something else that's gonna make me look like a pussy but  even that's not enough so I get up and start cutting on the lights in the kitchen and shit because its obvious that I don't need it to be dark in here since we ain't gonna fuck. "You want something to eat?"

"Are we straight?" Tall, gray haired, nerdy, geeky, lame, sexy, big dick mufucka! Fuck no we ain't straight! How the fuck is we straight when you fuckin' dating the bitch that was on my clit when she was dating little-dick-ass Pito?! And the bitch ain't even tell you!

He comes up behind me and touches me on the shoulder and I shrink away from his ass. "I don't need that shit." I'm taking shit out the fridge and don't even know what the fuck I'ma do with it feelin' stupid as hell and being pissed at myself for feelin' this way.

"Nino-"

"Why?" Fuck I'm too high and I'm crampin' and I'm all emotional and shit. I just can't stop myself from fuckin' up. I want the nigga to tell me he jokin'. I want to get some dick before this period comes down. "What you wifin' bitches up suddenly?" I'm not looking at him but I don't have to. He sighs and gets quiet like he ran a marathon and is just catching his breath.

"I'm tired. I'm just-I don't want to fuck a different woman every couple of weeks. I don't want random sex. I want-I want someone to hold when I'm sleeping. I want someone who likes the shit and gets along with me. I'm tired of being alone."

"So you turnin' ya playa card in?" My hands go for cooking oil and the chicken nuggets even though I feel like exploding and callin' that two-faced bitch Rosa and tellin' her about herself. She only started fuckin' with him after I talked about his ass and even when she actually did, she turned around and was fuckin' me. And she got the nerve not to even tell him she did because if she had, he would let me know about it. Shit, he confirmed that I had fucked Laquina. Regret that shit but I did it.

"I'm not saying that. This is just working for me right now you know?" I can feel his eyes, hear the way he sighs and I know he wants to hold me and fuck me and tell me that he's just doin' him but he can't because he's being loyal.

I get my shit together and turn around to look at him. He got that lump in his pants but he's being cool so I'ma be cool. "You can watch this shit why I get online and kill people who know how to play this game."

"I hate FPSes." He sounds relieved. He starts taking out other shit to cook as our ritual goes. "You know that."

"So you don't mind me keepin' this shit then?"

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She was in red Cardinal's fitted with a matching Polo shirt, crisp dark blue jeans and blinding white Keds. She didn't sneak up on me at work so much as swaggered until I couldn't help but notice her.

I should've known something was wrong then.

Nino dressed so clean that Pito even took tips from her. From the way she wore her shades to her immaculate fade, Nino had been sexy as hell to me. She was friends with Pito in the Automotive department so whenever I hung out with him, I'd inevitably be within her gravity.

I had heard things about her around the store. The way Laquina was saying it, she was turning out girls left and right. Straight girls. Tall girls. Pretty girls. White girls. Any girl.

On some level, I had hoped that she would do the same with me though I was dating Pito. Maybe she realized that or maybe she was just being Nino but every time she was around me, she'd making comments about my ass or how pretty I was or how pretty my skin was and Pito, ever the typical man, was happy that a lesbian was complimenting his girl, unaware that I valued her compliments above his.

Then one night, we came from a club too drunk and too blazed to keep any of our inhibitions in check. Before I knew it, I was making out with Nino in the backseat of Pito's Acura, her hand in my pants as Pito said over and over how hot this shit was. When we got to his house, he watched as she took advantage of me, all the while Pito jacking his dick in the shadows. The way she probed me with her fingers, sucked my nipples, and ate my pussy made me wish to God that Pito wouldn't interfere, that he would just let her have me, that maybe he'd just disappear all together. Before I knew it we were making it a regular thing, that is, until it was a twosome and not a threesome. After a while, she stopped calling for whatever reason and I realized that dick or no, a womanizer was a womanizer but still...

My first experience with a woman and I was hooked, for awhile at least. Now I was with Silver though and Nino was in the past. After catching up a bit and her telling me about her new job she asked me what I was doing after work. I should've said I was busy.

_______

I had that bitch wrapped around my finger soon as I stepped to her.

Fuckin' loose pussy ho. She just as uppity and stupid as her sisters. No wonder I fucked all three of 'em; I just added her to the set. Actin' all shy and shit. I don't know Nino. I've gotta lot of stuff to do. But the bitch lookin' me up and down, knowing I'm lookin' sharp, knowin' I'm tryna get up in her ass, frontin' like she might not go though she want to.

This the bitch he choose over me? No fucking loyalty.

I pick the bitch up around seven. She tells me she's got the confidence to wear dresses now so I tell her to put on something cute. She comes out this yellow joint that barely comes over her knees with these sexy as sandals with straps, toes painted the same color, thighs thick as hell. I got to admit, the ginger bitch look good with her freckles and her short ass hair. I know I'm about to do what I'm about to do but fuck if I ain't gonna enjoy it.

First thing I do off rip is get that bitch high with-get this-some of the same shit Silver left me with. That shoulda  tipped her flaw ass off right then but it don't 'cause this ho dumb as shit and don't know her weed. We fog up the whip with two blunts back to back then I roll the windows down, spray a little, and head down 17-92 to Sergio's to feed and liquor her ass up. By the time we get back to her crib, her ass is throwed the fuck off.

It don't take much convincing to get her upstairs. She too drunk to drive, wobbling and shit, giggling, face all red. She and I both know she ready to fuck but that don't stop her from going through the door. I look over my shoulder and make sure my neighbors ain't peepin' in on me.

She already on the couch damn near sleep, not seeing the little camcorder I got hidden in the book on the shelf. I gotta go an turn that mufucka on the sly. At first I'm thinking, damn this bitch gonna find me out but no, she mumbling about not being responsible or some shit. The lens is black and the light is covered by the spine plus the all the lights are off accept the lamp and the T.V. So she shouldn't see a thing.

"So how you feelin' mami?" I sit down next to her with my arm around her shoulders. I'm tracing her freckles and I feel her tense for a second just to relax and laugh. "You alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Everything is fine." She's giggling with her eyes closed and I know I'm gonna get her...

And sure enough, I got my fingers in her pussy and she wet as fuck. Sexy, decietful  bitch. Just like Plies said, pussy smell like water, dripping all over my couch. Her skin doesn't smell like perfume or nothing, just soap and water like she just got out the shower.

Now I remember why I took her ass from Pito in the first place and now I'm taking her from Silver.

I think about stopping because I know this is gonna hurt him but we boys and this here is a hoe. A thick, pretty, freaky ass hoe but still a hoe. She's squirming and moaning no as her creamy thighs spread and her dress comes up those hips. I lick on her neck, tasting that freshness as I ease that strap down her shoulder. Her arms comes through automatically.

Fucking turncoat bitch.

The nipple ring is new, a little silver stud that makes her it look that much pinker. I lick and tease just the same. "Fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." she says over and over until I feel her pussy start to tighten. That's why I'm glad I got big hands; I'm rubbing that spot with no problem.

"Uh uh." I whisper. "Don't fuckin' run now." Her hips lift up off that couch. She digging her nails in my arm. Her eyes flutter and she bites her lip.

"Shit...I-uh-shit-"

"You know you wanna cum."

"No-I-" I pull on her stud a little with my teeth and cut her ass off. Her pussy is juicy as fuck and I can't even help it. I get on my knees and start licking that clit, three fingers deep. Rosa thighs snap shut around my face and I feel them shaking but I can't be stopped now. I gotta show to put on. "Same my name." I say in her pussy.

"Noooo!" My fingers are working. Goddamn she twisting and turning like i'm lighting her ass on fire. I got to hold her down with my free arm to keep her from wiggling away. Fuck her pussy taste good.

"Say it."

"I'm-no-I'm not-" I suck on that clit, press on the spot and then-"Niiiiinoooo! FUCK!" Rosa ain't skeeting but goddamn if my face and her thighs and greasy. I let her ass go. I got cream on my fingers, sticky and sweet like honey. I tell her to lick them clean and she does without a second thought, sucking them like a dick.

I fucking hate this triflin' bitch more than ever.

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The mpeg in the email was followed with "We're through."

It was obvious that Nino had set me up from the get go. She didn't appear out of nowhere after not talking to me for months just because. She had did so for the express purpose of ruining my relationship with Silver. So of course, I confronted her about it.

I called her and was as courteous as I could be even though I had been crying for a night or two by then. Sleep had not come easy. Work was terrible enough with him avoiding me and knowing that I should have known better was worse. It didn't matter though. I needed some closure somewhere.

"What it do?" She answered like everything was business as usual and I couldn't fucking help it.

"What the fuck Nino?! You recorded us fucking and sent it to his email?!" She laughed and that just infuriated me more. "This shit isn't funny! He forwarded me this grabage!"

"And?"

And? That's all she had to say to this? And? "Why the hell would you do this! He's your friend-"

"And you just some bitch."

"Bitch?!" I swear before almighty God it was like talking to Pito. She was just a guy without a dick. I was rocking with tears streaming down my eyes I was so angry. I was glad I was at my place, glad I was hiding in the darkness of my bedroom. I didn't want the world to see me lose my shit. "Don't fucking call me a bitch!"

Laughter, haughty and mocking, so like a guy. "I calls it like I sees mama. You with my boy for three months and just like that-" She snapped her fingers for emphasis. "-you fuckin' somebody else. That's what bitches and hoes do."

"Fuck you!" It sounded feeble when I said it and more so when she started to laugh. I was so angry I was shaking and rocking more.

"Nah mama, fuck yaself, you'll get that nut quicker."

"If I'd have fucked Silver instead of you, I'd have gotten it even quicker." I snapped my fingers for emphasis this time. "Just like that."

That got her mad. Her tone changed real quick. "Whatever you skeezy bitch. Wasn't saying that shit when you was screaming my name."

"Silver never has to ask me to scream."

"He won't be askin' you for shit now."

"Jealous bitch. A few fingers can't substitute a dick."

"Worked for yo stank ass."

"Not nearly." It was my turn to laugh but it didn't sound nearly as convincing. I was breaking up inside but I'd break her too. "Even you need dick now and then right?" No response, just really angry breathing. I'll take that. "That's what it really is, isn't? He wasn't fucking you and guess what you mannish bitch? He won't be askin' you for shit either!" I hung up before she could say anything and curl up into a ball, another night of crying and lack of sleep ahead of me.