Mikey
We had a fun-filled afternoon at the park as promised, and now we’re pulling back up to Shelly’s house for pizza. When we get upstairs with all the picnic stuff, I see Brea and a guy chilling in the living room. Brea does a quick intro. “Mikey, this is my boyfriend, Eric.” We shake hands and they ask what we’re up to.
“Mikey promised Ryker some pizza for dinner. Are you guys sticking around?”
“Sure,” they both agree, and Ryker jumps up and down excitedly.
“Go watch a movie in your room while we put everything away, buddy, and then we’ll order the pizza.”
“Okay.” He skips off to his room.
Brea leans against the door frame watching Shelly and I put stuff away. “What shall we do tonight?”
“Well, I need to give Ryker a bath. He’s disgusting from the park, but then we can chill and do something if Mikey’s down.”
“I’m game. I have nowhere to be tonight,” Mikey agrees.
“Do you play poker?” Eric asks, standing behind Brea.
“Haven’t played in a long time, but I’m sure it will come back to me.” I wrap my arm around Shelly’s shoulder and look down into her beautiful eyes. “Do you play, baby?”
She smiles. “Yeah, my sister and I bought some poker chips. We never play with real money but we each get a full row of chips and the first one to run out of chips loses.”
“Works for me.”
“Great, I’ll put this stuff away and you go clean him up before the pizza gets here, and then we can all chill,” Brea suggests, grabbing the stuff as Shelly walks toward the bathroom.
I grab my cell phone from my back pocket to look up the number to a local pizza place. We order Ryker a plain cheese pizza and two more for the four adults. Shelly bathes him while we wait on the pizza and I’m left feeling a bit awkward sitting in the living room with Brea and Eric.
Eric finally breaks the silence. “Brea tells me you own a club.”
“Technically I own two. Temptation is my night club that I’ve owned for quite a few years now, and I’m half owner of Oasis. My partner Logan and I bought that one and started it together.”
“That’s cool. Must be a lot of work.”
“It can be, but I employ some good people to manage Temptation, that way I don’t have to be there too often. Logan and I are both working at Oasis right now until our manager starts. His wife is about to have a baby.”
“Nice.”
I can tell from looking at him that he’s a bit older than Brea. “What do you do?”
“I work for a local general contractor. We do a lot of residential work and some small commercial stuff.”
“Cool.”
The conversation continues on. He tells me that he was born and raised here in L.A. and that he recently lost his father to a heart attack. He’s been dating Brea for over a year now. I can tell they are totally in love with each other and I’m willing to bet from our conversation that Brea is only living with her sister because she knows she needs the help. Eric is a good guy, and he seems to be understanding of the situation.
When the pizza finally arrives, I grab it from the kid, sign the slip, and send him on his way. Ryker is already at the table with a glass of milk, ready to eat. I put a plate down in front of him with a huge slice of cheese pizza.
“Thank you, Mikey.”
“You’re welcome, little man.” Everyone else is in the pantry-style kitchen grabbing food, so we can all sit to eat.
He shoves a huge bite of pizza into his mouth, like he’s in a big hurry to eat. “Ryker, slow down or you’ll choke,” Shelly scolds him.
“But you said we could play a game when I was done.”
“If you choke, you will end up sick and won’t be able to play anything. Now eat properly.”
After dinner Shelly and I clean up the kitchen while everyone else sets up a game of Go Fish. It only takes us a few minutes since we ordered out and that’s a good thing because the little guy is being really impatient. “Come on, Mommy, Auntie has already given everyone cards.”
“Okay, I’m coming.” I chuckle at her comment. I want to mumble, not yet you aren’t, but with Ryker standing right there I decide to keep that to myself.
He’s being very demanding this evening. “Mommy, you sit here, and Mikey, you sit here.” He points to two chairs, one on either side of where he’ll be sitting.
“I take it you want to sit next to both of us.” He nods with a huge smile. “All right, little man. Let’s get this game going so I can kick your little butt.”
“No way, Mikey.” He shakes his head and everyone laughs.
The first game is a quick one. Shelly went out first. I could have sworn Ryker was going to freak out that his mother won, but he took it like a champ. I find myself proud of him, and it reminds me of how quickly I’m falling for him and his mother. I ruffle my fingers through his hair and give him a smile. He smiles back and picks up his cards, ready to play the next round. This round I have zero pairs in my hand, and Ryker already has two, so he only has three cards left. He’s thrilled, sitting there with a huge smile as he looks around the table. This kid is so observant. Eric tells him to take his turn, so he calls to me and asks me for a “free.” I chuckle at his attempt to say three and toss him the card. His smile grows, realizing he only has two cards left. He asks his aunt for a card next, but doesn’t get it. We all take our turn and it comes back to Ryker, who is hardly sitting still, he is so excited that no one went out. He calls to me again and asks for a king, and is thrilled when I have it. I hand him the card and he puts his pair down. Now he only has one card left and he has four people to pick from. He looks around the table. “Mommy, do you have a five?”
“Go fish, buddy.” He looks totally devastated until he picks up the card he needs. His face lights up with excitement.
“Mommy, look—I got it. I won!” he shouts.
“Way to go, buddy.” He jumps into her lap and she wraps him in a hug. “I think it’s time we set up a movie in your room. What do you say?”
“Okay, Mommy.”
“Give hugs and say good night.” He jumps down from her lap and runs over to his aunt, hugging her. Eric gives him a fist bump and then he runs into my arms.
“Mikey, will you tuck me in with Mommy?”
I can’t help but smile. “Of course I will.” I carry him to his room and playfully toss him onto his little bed, tucking him in while his mother sets up the DVD. “Good night, little man.” I ruffle his hair one more time and walk out of the room.
“You are so great with him.” Brea looks torn, like she wants to say more. “He’s been through a lot, stuff I’m sure Shelly hasn’t even begun to tell you yet.”
“She hasn’t, but it was part of my plan to ask her when we go out tomorrow.”
She nods slightly. “Good, you need to know what you’re getting into. He’s a sweet boy and really needs a good man in his life.”
“Hey what am I, shit?” Eric jokes, trying to lighten Brea’s mood.
She chuckles. “No, baby. You’re awesome too, but you know what I mean.”
“I do, and I love that you care about your nephew so much.”
Shelly takes a seat next to me. “Okay, who’s ready for some poker?”
“I have the chips right here.” Brea places them on the table and Eric begins to shuffle the cards.
“Five card stud,” he announces, and then informs me they play with dealer’s choice. I haven’t played poker in a long time. The first round I do horrible, trying to get the game down and figure out everyone’s game face and strategies. Actually, it takes me a few rounds to figure it out, but now I’m getting the hang of it. It’s too bad I only have a few chips left and I end up the first one out on the first round. Eric offers me a beer, telling me they are in the fridge. Looking at Shelly, I contemplate what to do. I’m not a fan of drinking and driving, and I’m not sure what her intentions are for tonight.
She grins at me. “You can stay if you want.”
“Are you sure?” She nods.
“Eric, you want one while I’m up?”
“Sure.” He folds his hand, leaving this hand to the two girls who are now glaring at each other like they’re about to attack.
Eric takes his beer from me and I place mine on the table. “Babe, I’m going to run down to the car. I have a bag that I keep in there.” She looks at me with her brows raised. “There are times I spent all night at the club working. I would freshen up there and change my clothes. It became a habit.” I shrug and run down to get it.
When I get down to the Escalade, I notice the same car from last night is down there and this time a woman is in the driver’s seat. Something is weird about this. Why has this same car been out here twice now right in front of the apartment but with two different drivers? Without staring I go about getting my bag from the back of my SUV, and at the same time I pull my phone from my back pocket and pretend to be texting, but I’m really jotting down the plate number so I can be sure it is, in fact, the same car. Being that I grew up watching my back all the time, I became very observant. I had to, or I would have ended up like some of the kids I went to school with, six feet under from some junkie who wants what little you have. Swinging my bag over my shoulder, I close the trunk and hurry back upstairs, not saying a word to anyone when I get there. I don’t want to freak Shelly out.
“Let’s go, Mikey. We’ve decided to start another round.” I drop my bag by the door and take my seat, noticing that they’ve redistributed the poker chips.
Three beers later we’ve finished another round of poker, with Eric and I the only ones left with chips. We decide to call it a night. Eric and Brea collect the poker chips and then say goodnight before they go to Brea’s room.
Shelly takes my hand and starts toward her room. “Hold on, baby. Let me grab my bag.”
She smiles, looking thrilled that I’m spending the night with her. She closes the door behind us and in a very slow, seductive way she strolls toward me. She wraps her arms around my neck and looks into my eyes. “Thank you for an amazing day today. I think it’s safe to say that both Ryker and I had fun.”
“It’s my pleasure. I really enjoy spending time with both of you.” I press my lips to hers in a very soft, sweet kiss. “And now the pleasure will be all yours.” I slip my fingers into her hair and tug gently, pulling her head back, giving me access to her neck. She gasps as my lips make contact with the vein in her neck, peppering kisses down to her collarbone, breaking away only long enough to peel her shirt over her head. Her lips crash onto mine and our tongues collide, dueling for control, but control in the bedroom is not something I give up easily. I push her down onto her bed, grabbing the top of her leggings. I pull them off and toss them and her panties to the floor. She’s suddenly shy as she lies before me in nothing but her white lace bra. “You’re beautiful, baby.” I climb on top of her, forcing her to look me in the eye. “Don’t be shy. I love this body of yours.” I run my hand slowly up over her beautiful curves. Her eyes well with tears. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“I’m sorry, it’s just my ex always told me I was fat and that I needed to watch what I ate. I lost quite a bit of weight after he left, but never got to the point where I had the perfect body like the girls I used to dance with do.”
“You’re wrong. These curves are what make you perfect, and I don’t want you to change a thing.” I kiss her hard, and then quickly begin kissing, sucking, and biting my way down her chest. Pulling her breast from the cup of her bra, I suck her nipple into my mouth, gliding my teeth over it. She grinds her hips into my cock, causing it to twitch in my now tight pants. Her hands pull at my hair as I continue to assault her nipple while massaging the other one. “I need to taste you,” I whisper, with my lips gliding along her skin. She scoots further up the bed while I free myself from the confines of my jeans. She opens her legs as I climb onto the bed. I’m itching to taste her and won’t wait any longer. She groans in frustration when I only lick the inside of her legs. It’s been a long time for her, and I know she needs this like she needs air to breathe. She’s looking down at me, watching and waiting for the moment I make contact. With a smile on my face, I lick through her folds, making contact with her hard little nub. Her eyes close and she bites her lip as she enjoys the pleasure I’m providing. The look of pure ecstasy on her face as I attack her clit is a beautiful sight. I can’t wait any longer. I need her to explode all over my tongue. I slip two fingers inside her tight pussy, curling them to ensure I hit that sweet spot. She falls back on the bed, no longer able to support herself, and begins rolling her hips, looking for more friction. Her muscles are tightening, telling me she’s getting close. Replacing my fingers with my tongue, I fuck her while my thumb presses and rolls over her clit, causing her to explode. Her hands are in my hair holding me in place as I lap up the juices from her explosion.
“Fuck, Mikey,” she pants.
“One second, baby.” I grab the condom from my wallet and make quick work of rolling it on. I need to be buried in that sweet pussy of hers. She’s so tight I have no doubt she’s going to feel like fucking heaven.
She looks into my eyes as I climb back on top of her. Lining myself up with her opening, I press just the tip inside of her before pulling back out. “Mikey, please,” she begs. I press my lips to hers, licking at her opening. She moans into my mouth the second our tongues meet. I’m betting she’s just tasted herself for the first time. Breaking our kiss, I look into her eyes as I slip my cock deep inside her tight pussy. Her eyes slowly close as she feels every inch of me.
“Open those beautiful eyes, baby. I need to see you.” Her eyes flutter open and a small smile spreads across her swollen lips.
My hips roll and she meets me thrust for thrust. “God, Mikey, it’s been so long. That feels so…” her words trail off for a second. “Good.” I press her legs to her chest, changing the angle slightly and taking away her ability to move. I continue pounding her pussy, slowly working her back up, but she’s so tight and her pussy is squeezing my cock. I seriously can’t hold on too much longer.
My thumb strums at her clit as I continue my rhythm. “Come on, baby,” I pant, sweat glistening my skin.
She turns her head and bites her pillow, her pussy clenching my cock and sending me over the edge with her. I slam into her one last time, emptying all I have into the condom. She looks into my eyes and lifts her lips to mine. “That was amazing.”
I smile at her. “Why thank you.”
She throws her head back and laughs. “I’m glad you decided to spend the night.”
“Oh really. Is that because I just gave you two orgasms or because you really really like me?” I joke with her.
I didn’t think her smile could get any bigger. “Both.” She laughs.
“Me too.” I slip out of her, holding onto the condom so we don’t make a mess. I grab my shorts and run it to the bathroom, where I wrap it in some tissue so Ryker doesn’t find it. When I get back, Shelly has the bed turned down and is lying on one side in a t-shirt and shorts. I climb in with her, spooning her from behind. I kiss her on the head, say goodnight, and we both fall asleep.