P R E S E N T
MARTRAY
I rested onto the couch with my head back, my hands wrapped around Jackie's long extensions as she pleasured me with the best dome I've had in years. The way the warmth of her mouth and tongue swirled around the shaft of my dick sent my head to spinning. I wasn't gonna make it long. And she was doing the damn thing. She literally had me wanting to wife her up, for real.
Jackie was young, she cooked, clean, worked as a receptionist at a law firm, she was in college majoring in Psychology, and she took care of her man. I thought I hit the jack pot when I met her. Only thing is, Jackie had a long life ahead of her and a lot of growing up to do. She's only twenty-one and she has a son and her baby daddy was still around. But he wasn't right at this second.
I scoped her out at the law firm when I went in to thank the man who was able to have my sentence shortened. It was about two weeks ago. I owed the man a big thank you. He wasn't in office, but she was handling his clients for that day. And when I seen her, my eyes locked on her instantly. See, she has a habit of being most attracted to bad boys and I guess my charges sent electricity to her clitorus because she called me the next day and asked me to drop by the office where we fucked on my lawyers desk. Her pussy was so good, I wanted to keep her around. But I know that I can't for long. I was just having fun right now.
I started to nut without warning. Jackie sucked it up and looked at me as she swallowed as if she was trying to prove a point. I liked that shit.
Before I could joke with her about it, my phone started ringing in my pant pocket. Grabbing it, Tereny's name was on the screen which instantly had me feeling guilty as shit.
Quick, I stood up from the sofa and pulled my pants up, walking to Jackie's bathroom to get privacy and clean myself off. I've been waiting for her to call and I didn't want her to wait any longer. So I answered.
"Yo, what's up, Tereny?"
"Hi, Tray." Tereny spoke gently into the phone. "Sorry, I'm just getting in touch with you about the situation."
"Oh, naw. You good. What's up?"
"Bruce and I are leaving in about two days for a wedding. I just wanted to know if you wanted to meet up somewhere tomorrow so that you can see your daughter." Hearing her say that almost had me in tears. Hell yea I wanted to meet up and see my daughter. I didn't give a fuck what I had to do. Shit, community can wait.
"Yes. I would love to see Britney." I couldn't help but smile from ear to ear. But I couldn't help but wonder if Bruce knew anything about this. "Bruce know about this?" And as soon as I said that, she sighed lightly, confirming that he didn't know shit.
"Tray, I-"
"Don't worry about it. I'm not gonna sweat it. I would prefer he know, but I can't go through more bullshit just to see her. If you're gonna let me see her, that's all that matters to me." I say, not even worrying about getting into details and running a marathon with it.
"Can you just meet me at Crystal Cove?" She asked me. I smiled at the fact that Crystal Cove was the spot niggas met to sneak off with bitches that weren't theirs. Crystal Cove brought back so many memories.
You only took your hoes to Crystal Cove. But never had I ever taken Tereny there. She was too good of a woman for that. And I don't consider her a hoe. I wasn't about to meet my daughter at A Cheaters' Getaway.
"Naw. Just meet me at the Budget Inn in EP. Crystal Cove is out the way. I'll get a room there. I need to spend some time away from my parents' house anyway. I'll text you with the info tomorrow." I tell her.
"Okay."
I ended the call with Tereny and looked into the mirror at myself before starting water in the sink and getting a wash cloth from under the sink and wiping my manhood off. When I was finished, I walked out of the bathroom and found Jackie in her kitchen standing at the stove.
Smiling at how good of a housewife she would be, I walk up behind her and wrap my hands around her waist. She giggled a little bit as I leaned in and kissed the crook of her neck.
"Your baby daddy's a lucky man." I say to her before kissing her cheek.
"I wish he realized that." She smiled.
"He will. It might not be when you want him to, but he will. Y'all young as hell. That's all. It took me until now to realize that I lost the best thing that could've happened to me if I would've done right." I say to her, thinking of Tereny.
"Where is she now?" Jackie asked me as she turned around to look at me. I sighed, not really wanting to get into it, but Jackie and I had quickly bonded and if she needed guidance or advice, I was gonna give it to her.
"She married. With two kids." I answered. Jackie's smile faded slowly.
"Aw, Martray, I'm sorry." She touched my shoulder. I touched her hand that rested on my shoulder and smiled, shaking my head.
"Naw, don't be sorry, man. I'm meeting her tomorrow to see my daughter. Everything will play out. In due time. She'll be mine again." I tell her, knowing that in the back of my mind, Tereny wanted to be with me too. Jackie smiled again.
"Now, that's the spirit, Martray. You get your woman." She laughed. I couldn't help but laugh back and shake my head. "I hope you washed up in there. Lunch is almost ready and I have to head out for a grocery run." In other words, Jackie was telling me to hurry up and eat because I had to get the fuck outta here.
I couldn't help but chuckle as I sat down at the kitchen table and watched Jackie. She was too understanding, but that's something a man needs in his life. A woman who understands. God had certainly brought Jackie into my life to show me things. Every good girl, she needs a good man. I'm not saying that I'm a good man, but I've changed. And I'm not trying to break anymore hearts. I want the real thing. Trust, love, loyalty, and a family. And I wanted that with Tereny.
Now, I'm not gonna try and force it. If she wanted to continue her life with Bruce, then that's her. But I know where she really wants to be. There's no denying that.
I ate up the lunch that Jackie had prepared for me. Which happened to be fried chicken, corn on the cob, and mashed potatoes. She could definitely throw down in the kitchen. She earned my respect.
After finishing up, I bailed and headed towards home. On my way there, I started feeling a little hungry for ice cream, so I made a u-turn around the block to head to Dairy Queen for a blizzard or something.
The parking lot was kinda thick, but I wasn't about to stop that from letting me get my ice cream. I was about to wait in this long line just like everybody else up in that bitch.
Getting out of my van, I look around the parking lot and shut the door. I swear, driving this shit would put a nigga to shame. But once I'm able to make some extra money, I was gonna pimp the shit out of this van. Just wait on it.
As I made it up towards the franchise, the glass doors had opened and my eyes widened. And when she saw me, her eyes lit up as she held onto her ice cream cone. She looked up to her mommy and then back at me with a big smile on her face.
"DADDY-" before she realized what she had said, she frowned. "I mean...Mr. Martray." She corrected herself. And I knew no one had demanded she call me my first name but Cheri.
"So, you telling my daughter not to call me daddy?" I asked Cheri. Cheri rolled her eyes away from me and took a deep breath.
"No." She answered dryly.
I looked down at Cashmere who watched me and her mother with confusion on her face. Slowly, I knelt down in front of her, gaining her attention. She looked directly into my eyes and blinked twice.
"Cashmere, I want you to know that just because I'm not your real daddy, it doesn't take away the bond that we had before. I still love you the same. To me, you're still my daughter and I'm still your daddy. And I'm very happy to see you." Once I told her that, slowly, I smile crept upon her face and she was back to her normal self.
"Okay, daddy." She smiled. "I heard from my bestest friend, Hazel that having two daddies are fun. Only difference is, her daddies live together. Will you and my daddy live together, too?" She asked me seriously. I looked up at Cheri who was snickered as she covered her mouth to hide it. I cleared my throat and looked back at her and chuckled.
"No, baby. Me and your daddy will not be living in the same house." She frowned a little but then smiled as she licked her ice cream cone.
"Come on, Cashmere, we gotta be going. We have to pick Jeremih up from nana's. She's probably worried angry about what's taking us so long." Cheri interrupted us.
"Oh, mommy, can't I just spend time with daddy?" Cashmere spoke with excitement.
"It's close to bedtime, Cassie. Maybe some other time. Besides, I'm sure he's busy." Cheri objected.
"But mommy, he's right there." She whined.
"Cashmere, what did I say?" Cheri scolded her.
"Aw, mommy..." She frowned again and looked down. She always looked down when she was about to cry. I didn't want her to be upset with Cheri, so I took her into my arms.
"I'll tell you what. All of your brothers are supposed to be at granny and pop-pop's house this weekend with me. You can join us. We'll have fun. And if your mom lets us, we can have a daddy/daughter sleepover. Just you and me. No brothers allowed." She looked at me with excitement dancing in her eyes. It made me feel good about myself.
"Really, daddy?!" She smiled.
"If it's okay with your mom and your other daddy, it's cool with me." I tell her. Cheri looked at me with an attitude, but then changed her expression once Cashmere looked her way.
"Mommy, can I please?"
"I'll have to talk it over with your other dad and we'll see." Cheri answered her sincerely. I smiled and nodded in agreement. It's only right she ask her real daddy since he's in her life too and may not want me around for whatever reason.
"Okay." I say as I put Cashmere down.
"See you later, daddy." Cashmere waved me off as Cheri started walking. I waved bye to her and watched as the both of them walked to the truck.
Once they got in, I walked inside of Dairy Queen, thinking about just walking back out. I had suddenly lost my appetite. I just wanted to head on home. A nigga was feeling depressed as shit.
P A S T -
Despite what Cheri was saying, I had gone upstairs and showered myself clean before throwing some clothes on and leaving out of the door. As soon as I made to her house, she was already opening the door for me with a look of worry on her face.
I followed her into the house and shut the door behind me. The vibe wasn't right and I could instantly tell that something was wrong. I touched her hand, stopping her mid-step. She sighed and turned around to look at me.
"You aight?" I asked her. That was all I needed to ask in order to get a reaction out of her. In a matter of seconds, she burst out into tears and just dove into my arms, leaning her head onto my shoulder. All I could do was hold her and rub her back as she cried.
Walking her up the stairs and into her bedroom, I pull her covers back and let her get in. I felt kind of out of line getting in the bed with her, but I just wanted to hold her. I felt that's all she needed. Was some affection. And man...she cried for hours.
Listening to her sob had me pissed off. I already knew that she was suffering from hurt and pain. More than anything, I knew that Martray was one to blame. The way he just up and decided he wanted to make shit with with Cheri and just bail on Tereny. It had me feeling even more guiltier that I had agreed to do the shit that I had done to her. And now, here I am, comforting her. I can say that it made me feel wrong on so many levels. Not to mention, I was falling for her. I just couldn't find myself to telling Tereny what was really going on or what I had done. Believe me, I want to.
I had ended up dozing off, holding her as she cried in my arms. I had gotten too damn comfortable.
Some time later, I felt her shifting around in my arms, making me open my eyes. Waiting a few minutes, I realized that she wasn't crying anymore. Thank God.
"You stopped whining." I speak.
Hearing my voice, she looked up at me with a smile on her face. I tighten my grip around her, wanting to kiss her.
"Now, do you care to tell me what happened?" I asked her, wanting to know what was the cause of all the damn crying she was doing earlier. She cleared her throat and looked down. "You don't necessarily have to, right at this moment. I'm a patient gentleman. I want you to always remember that."
"Well...I called and he actually answered. But... I didn't get a chance to tell him about the baby. Instead, he was too worried about his..." She paused for a moment, but I already knew what she was about to say.
She went on ahead to telling me everything and I listened to what she had to say, trying not to get too pissed off with Martray. I let out a few jokes here and there to not only brighten the mood, but cure the animosity that I had built up inside of me for this mess Martray had created.
Staring into Tereny's eyes, I realized just how much I had really wanted her. And at that moment, nothing mattered. All I knew is that I just had to have her. No matter what Cheri had to say or what Martray thought, I wanted Tereny to be mine. I wanted to sacrifice things for her. I had most definitely grown to love this girl in such a short amount of time.
But I knew deep down, none of this was supposed to be happening. It was supposed to be an in and out situation. But let's be real, I couldn't abandon her like that. I had caused her more damage than she could ever know. And I wanted to make things right. Yes, I have gotten close to her under false pretenses, but honestly, I feel this was meant to happen. If it wasn't, I wouldn't be sitting here with her right now. And I needed her. I wanted her. Her body.
Not being able to take it anymore, I cupped her chin and lifted her face up to mine. I crashed my lips against hers, feeling her softness against mine. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, thinking that she was going to pull away from the kiss, but she didn't.
I had instantly turned rock solid when she straddled my lap. I wasn't expecting her to move so fast. But I remained calm as I let my hands fall alongside of her wide hips. She wrapped her arms around my neck. She started to moan in between kisses, turning me on all the way. There was no turning back now. This was happening and I didn't give a fuck.
Turned completely out, I lifted her up and put her on her back as I crawled on top of her. I pulled down the pajama pants that she was wearing and started to massage her through her panties, longing to taste her. She started gyrating her hips, making me massage her a little faster. That only made me want her even more. And she was so moist that I could feel her moistness through her panties. They were soaked.
I moved her panties to the side and pushed my index inside of her, feeling her warmth. I loved what I was feeling. My middle finger joined my index as I slowly moved them inside and out. Her moans filled my ears as I felt her moistness turn to what I like to think of as wine.
Damn, she's a squirter. That shit just turned me on even more. When she was finished cumming all over my hand, just like I've been wanting to, I put my fingers in my mouth to taste her. And she tasted just as good as I imagined. She bit her bottom lip and all I could do was smile.
"Damn, you look sexy as fuck when you do that." I tell her as I climb from out of her bed to remove my balling shorts. I doubled up. I was ready to fuck her. I was going to make her mine.
She's no longer Martray's girl. She belongs to me now...
P R E S E N T
TERENY
The digital clock on the side of my bed has read 11:35PM. I could feel Bruce on the side of me in a deep sleep. I had decided that I wanted to go to sleep early for this occasion. Bruce claimed that he wasn't feeling too good either, so I went on ahead and prepared dinner early so that we could eat and be in bed. We had a long ride ahead of us tomorrow morning. From what he said, we're spending the whole week in Georgia and I really wasn't up for it. But whatever.
Slowly getting out of bed, I walked out of the room and shut the door behind me. The hallway was dark so I cut the light on. Looking back at my bedroom door, I could feel the butterflies dancing in the pit of my stomach as I walked to Britney's room.
I had never done anything like this before in my entire life. And it could be because I didn't have kids until now and was never in a situation such as this one. And I can admit that I felt bad for doing this, but what other option did I have? And Tray really wanted so bad to be in Britney's life. And I mean, eventually, I will tell Bruce what I did. I don't plan on keeping this from him for long.
Walking into Britney's room, I grab her baby bag that I had pre-packed earlier. She didn't really need one, but I just had it in case. She was in her crib sound asleep with her sippy cup in her hand. Typical Britney. She couldn't sleep without her cup in her hand. It could be empty and wouldn't fall asleep without being glued to it.
I picked her up, cautiously and leaned her head onto my shoulder, rubbing her back to soothe her. She remained asleep as I walked out of her bedroom and closed the door behind me.
Quietly, I walked past my bedroom and down the stairs. Down the stairs, I grab my phone off of the table and clicked the unlock button to see that I had two calls and a text from Tray. He's probably under the impression that I stood him. I had purposely left my phone downstairs because I didn't want Bruce to hear it constantly going off.
I walked over to the door and undid the locks. With each lock that came undone, I grew more and more nervous. I was so nervous, my hands were hurting.
Walking out of the door, I pushed the door slowly and twisted the knob to make sure that it was locked. Confirmed, I rushed over towards my car and unlocked the doors, moving towards the back to Britney into her car seat. When I had her strapped in, I went on ahead and placed myself inside of the car and started the ignition, looking up at the second floor of the house to make the light was still off. And once I was confirmed, I backed out of the driveway.
Feeling like a teenager sneaking out of the house, by the time I made it down the road and towards the stop sign, I turned the headlights on. Letting out a deep breath, I dialed Tray's number and waited patiently as it rang for him to answer it.
"Yo." He answered after several rings.
"I'm going to Budget Inn. I'll be there in about ten minutes." I informed him. He chuckled on the other end.
"Okay cool. My room is in the far back. Call me when you make it around the loop. I'll stand outside."
"Okay."
I'm not sure if it was because I was doing wrong or not, but it seemed like the ride to East Palatka was taking me forever. And I was just ready to get there and off of the road.
By the time I made it to Budget Inn, I pulled my phone back out and called Tray again. He directed me to the room and when I pulled into a parking spot, he was walking over towards my car. And instantly, I had grown nervous when I put the car in park and killed the ignition.
He opened the door for me and helped me out. Seeing his face, all I could do was smile and think about how he looked a lot different from the first time I did see him. All before, he looked kinda rough. But now, he dressed nicely and smelling good, looking like somebody. I was impressed. All this for his daughter? He was truly dedicated.
"You look nice." I smiled.
"Got to. It's a special occasion." He said to me before looking around he car. "Where is she?"
"In the back."
He followed me as we walked to the other side of the car, towards the back. I opened the door and couldn't wait for his reaction. I just knew that it would be priceless.
Slowly, I unlocked the seatbelt from around Britney and grabbed her. She jumped in her sleep at my touch and started to make whining noises because she was being disturbed. When I had finally gotten her out, Tray led me towards his hotel room, closing my car door shut. And as I walked in, I admired how neatly decorated the hotel room was. It smelt just like his cologne. I smiled at a gift box that was wrapped in maroon wrapping paper with a pink bow on it.
Tray had then walked into the room and shut the door behind him, staring at Britney. He stood in front of me and examined Britney from her face all the way down to her socks. He pinched his lips together and looked at me. And for the first time in a long time, I started to find his heart again.
"Damn..." Tray said as he touched the curly strings of hair that stood up from her pigtails. "She looks just like my mom." I smiled. I've never saw his mother before. But at the same time, Britney didn't resemble me. She looked more like Tray to me.
"You can hold her." I tell him as I hold her up to him. He took her into his arms and cradled her like a newborn, although she was now two. He kissed her on her forehead and looked at me.
"Thank you." Tray said to me. All I could do is smile at him and admire the image of him and his daughter. Although Britney has no recollection of what's happening, just the fact that Tray is now meeting her for the first time, it was nice. And this is all that he wanted from the beginning.
I didn't say another word as he continued holding his daughter. I just walked over towards the table and sat down to watch him hold her. He looked at me and had walked over to the table and pulled out a chair and sat down, rubbing Britney's back, soothing her. She lived for back rubs. He was going to learn that real soon.
"So..." He said as he stared at me. "Bruce let you out this late with our daughter?" He asked me. I looked down, starting to feel guilty.
"You know..." I say with a brief pause. "Ever since he told me everything about what he did to me, I just don't care right now." I say as I fold my arms. "Right now, I'm doing what I think is best for her. And that's to know who her real father is." Tray nodded with approval as he looked back down at Britney.
"Look, I don't want to come in and mess up what you and Bruce have. Believe me, I wanted to do that in the beginning. But I'm tired of hurting you. I just thought you should've known the truth." He said to me as he looked back up at me. "But, it's not any fun torturing him now that you know about everything. I guess the fear of me telling you about him and Cheri setting you up and the fact that he was fucking Gabby ate him up and he just had to tell it all." Hearing the last little bit, my ears perked up and my heart had stopped for a moment.
"Come again?" I asked him, looking confused. Tray narrowed his eyebrows and looked around as if he had then said something he wasn't supposed to. "He was fucking who?"
"Damn..." Tray mumbled. "I take it he didn't tell you every-everything. Tereny, I'm sorry you had to find out like this. That really wasn't my intention." I shook my head and stood up, ready to get back to the house and kick Bruce's lying ass.
"Wow..." Was all I could say before turning around to look at Tray. "You know about all this, don't you?" He started to look guilty.
"Tereny, I did. But I thought it was best you heard it all from him. I'm gonna admit that I did want to come in between you two. But now the I'm out, I have no intentions on that. I just wanna be around my daughter. That's all." He spoke sincerely.
"Since you know about it all. Tell me. Did he fuck Gabby while we were together?" As I watched his expression go blank as he stood up, it felt as if the taste was knocked out of my mouth and I was moments away from crying.
"Tereny..." Tray said to me just before laying Britney down onto the bed. He walked over towards me and looked down at me. "I'm sorry." I shook my head as the tears fell from my eyes.
Tray wiped my tears with his thumb and took a deep breath as he licked his bottom lip.
"I can't believe he would do this to me." I whined. Tray shook his head slowly before wrapping his arms around me. And because I was so hurt, I wrapped my arms around him tightly. "He told me they were just best friends." I whined.
"I know." Tray responded.
As he pulled away, I looked up at him. He was staring deep into my eyes. And it was at that moment, my feelings had started to return. I didn't want to fight them. How could I? This man was once the love of my life. And seeing him trying to do better after being put down was enough.
Tray pulled me closer into him, catching me off guard. I wasn't going to fight him. Instead, I invited him in when he leaned down to kiss my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and closed my eyes as he held me tighter. He pulled away and looked away before back at me.
"Come here..." He said to me as he grabbed my hand, leading me towards the empty bed next to the one Britney was sleeping on.
I had no other choice but to follow behind him, considering that he had my hand. I bit my bottom lip as he sat me down. Staring up at him, I watched him as his eyes danced over my body. I can admit that I was feeling guilty, but at this moment, I just didn't care.
Alright. So give me your honest opinion. Is Tereny making a mistake? You think she's being vulnerable? What about Martray? How are ya'll liking him right now? I tried to make this chapter as long as I could. ❤️ VOTE & COMMENT! It's only motivation to keep the updates coming. ✌🏾️