CheckMate (Play At Your Own Risk) (11 page)

“Hey, let me get a toothbrush. My mouth feels dry as hell and I need something to kill this lil’ man that fell asleep in the back of my throat making my shit all hot and tart.” Mona laughed.

“That is a little too much information.” Candy handed Mona a new toothbrush out of the linen closet. “Hurry up and take a shower. I’m about to get dressed now so we can go.”

After Monty took a shower and got dressed, he hurriedly left the house to head over to Paris’ place. He pulled up quickly as he couldn’t wait to get the stack in his hands. He was glad her husband was in the Navy and was stationed out of town for a year, but hated that the only back-up plan she wanted was him. He’d rather it be someone else in the picture, too. That way, she didn’t focus all her energy on him. So, he thought of something right quick before getting out of his car.

I’ll have my man, Rico, approach her the same way I did and get her to be interested in him, too. That way she won’t focus entirely on me. I know him. He’ll be down for the cause even if she doesn’t pay him any money. I know that she’ll like him, too, because Rico is straight. All the women
be on his jock. He’ll also love her long, sexy ass legs and that good pearl she got. I just know he will. I’ma call him as soon as I leave here,
Monty pondered as he turned off his car and got out. He walked up and rang the doorbell just as the door opened up.

“It’s about time you made it here.” Paris immediately pulled him in by his shirt. She shut the front door and got straight down on her knees, and then yanked him close to her while unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down. She began to give him some serious head. Monty stood there as she was sucking him dry. His eyes rolled back in his head and he was feeling the energy that she was giving him to fuck her good. She slobbered on, sucked, and teased his dick until
he nutted in her mouth. She then stood up, wiping her mouth off as she smiled.

Monty wasn’t fazed by what she did because it was still just a part of his job description. He was only there to please her and in the process of doing so, it was okay for her to please him, too. He got to have a great experience and lots of their money, so to him, it was all good. Monty watched Paris in her all over black teddy that was looking so lovely on her that his dick got hard all over again as he was now ready to take her down through there. She took him by the hand and led him into her guest bedroom for some heated sex. He could tell that she was horny as a jack rabbit and he was enjoying her mood. She was not even talking to him. It was like she was about that business that morning and he loved it.

If she’d act like this every time I stopped through, then things wouldn’t be so bad,
Monty thought as he lay back on the bed. “Hold up, let me grab my condom.” Monty pulled one out of his pants pocket and put it on.

Paris then straddled across his waist as she reached down and grabbed his thick, long dick while sliding it inside her wet pussy. She rode him like she was taking control of the situation. Monty loved every minute of it. She then got up off of his dick and began to give him another mind blowing blow job as he tensed up from trying not to make a sound. He really was enjoying her attitude as she climbed back on top of him and rode him some more. His dick stayed rock hard because she was making sure of it by riding and sucking him crazy. She grabbed
ahold of his back real tight then released a well deserved orgasm all over his dick. She jerked and moaned in his ear. She held him tight as if she didn’t want the moment to end, then suddenly, turned him loose quickly and rolled over with her back turned to him.

“Hey, are you alright?” Monty asked as he got out of bed and began putting his clothes back on.

“Yeah, I’m cool, Monty. I just like you more than I should and I know that you told me what the deal was from the get go, but my heart fell for you anyway.” Paris got up and walked out of the room.

What the hell is wrong with her now?
Monty thought just as she walked back into the room with the thousand dollars in her hand.

“Here is your money. It’s all there. You can count it if you want. Don’t be mad at me for feeling this way, but I miss my husband and you’re the only one that satisfies my needs right now. So, please understand it if I get a little pushy sometimes. I don’t mean to. I’m not a bad or psycho individual. I’m just misunderstood and mainly because I’m so lonely at times,” Paris explained as she rubbed Monty across his muscular chest.

“It’s all good, Paris. But, you gotta learn how to control those feelings, though. I told you from the start I can never be with you like that. This is what it is. Please, don’t fuck that up because I’ll be outta here in a flash and you won’t see me no more. Not like this, anyway,” Monty stated, clearly serious about what he was saying.

“I know, Monty. I already know. I won’t fuck that up because I like you too much. You ain’t mad about last night, are you?”

“Naw, you cool. Just don’t try me like that anymore because I ain’t your man. I ain’t nobody’s man, so don’t play me like I am.” Monty walked toward her front door.

“So, can I call you later this week?” Paris asked, seeming like she was trying to keep it together. “I should have another package for you, maybe not as much this time, but close to it.”

“That’s cool, Paris. Just hit me up and I’ll holla at you then.” Monty opened up the front door and walked out. “You need this grass cut, I see. I got a homeboy who does this type of work every day and he can hook you up for the low low,” Monty said, thinking about asking Rico to come over and cut it for her.

“That’ll be sweet of you, Monty. Thank you for that.”

“Don’t take that shit as nothing else besides me being kind to you because I do know somebody that’ll cut it for you. Plus, I don’t think no woman should be out in the yard cutting grass. Maybe planting flowers or something, but not cutting the grass. There really is nothing else to it.” Monty tried to ensure she understood where he was coming from.

“I know,” Paris said.

Chapter Nine

R

R
ico walked out of his house and got in on the passenger side of Monty’s car. He pulled out a blunt from behind his ear, fired it up, sucked in the smoke, held it in for a second, and then blew the massive gray cloud out of his mouth as he talked with a strain in his voice.

“Hey, man, what’s up?” Rico asked as he looked over at Monty.

“Ain’t shit. I was just riding the neighborhood and decided to come by since I didn’t see you this morning when I left Candy’s crib.”

“Naw, man, I brought your sister back there about six in the morning and laid her in one of them beds in Candy’s house. I left the key on the nightstand and hauled ass. Your sister was
clowning her ass off last night, man. She really had me going.”

“Well, I see you had a good time.”

“Yeah, I did. Your sister really is a fun person to be with, and just so you know, I didn’t touch her like that. You can even ask her,” Rico said, and then passed the blunt to Monty.

“I know, man, it ain’t
nothing like that. Mona’s grown. Like I said, I can’t stop her from doing nothing that she wants to do. I can talk to her, but I can’t stop her unless I chain her up in the crib and I ain’t about to do no shit like that.” Monty pulled on the blunt.

“Well, for the record, I do like her. I hope she’ll holla atcha boy. What happened with you and Candy last night? I seen your car was still there when I dropped Mona off.” Rico took the blunt back from Monty and hit it.

“We chilled. It’s like I’ve grown so close to her over night. She’s a cool young lady that I can hang out with. I never thought I would be feeling Candy like I do, but I do,” Monty explained while reaching down and getting a blunt from out of his ashtray to fire up. He sucked in the smoke, held it in for a second, and then blew it out as he continued to talk with the same strain in his voice. “I have to control my feelings, though, man. You’ve known me for how long?” Monty pulled in the smoke from the blunt.

“Since middle school, bruh,” Rico said as he released while coughing a little bit.

“That’s right, since middle school. How many women have I been in love with since then?” Monty asked, trying to make a point.

“There’s only been one girl that I know of, and that girl was Monica Hunter,” Rico said, smiling.

“That’s right, muthafuckin’ Monica Hunter. She is the only girl that I was crazy about, and boy, I got to admit that she had all of my attention!” Monty retorted, remembering how he and Monica used to enjoy each other’s company. “She was young and had that good good.”
Reminds me of Candy,
Monty quickly thought as he smiled, then passed Rico the rest of his blunt since his was a roach. He put it out. “That girl broke my heart when she left me, though.”

“I remember that. But, her parents moved away, man. It wasn’t like she wanted to leave you. I remember her last day at school, right before she moved to Florida. She cried almost all day because she didn’t wanna leave you. You had that girl dick whipped. And, she had you gone, too, because when she left, it took you a long time to snap out of it and realize she was never coming back.” Rico dumped the ashes from the blunt into the ashtray.

“Yeah, you right about that. I told you ever since then that I wasn’t falling for no other girl, especially not how I felt for Monica. It would be in my best interest to have some kind of control over my girl’s decision to move away from me or not, because if I was in the same situation that I’m in now, grown with a lil’ paper, then she wouldn’t have went nowhere. So, why is it that I find myself falling for Candy? But, still I’m not ready to just settle down like that with her?” Monty could barely see Rico from all the smoke in the car.

“I don’t know, man. I think you’re just not over feeling as bad as you did back then when Monica left you. But hell, if it makes you feel any betta, then Candy’s ass ain’t moving
no where. She gonna stay right here with you, so just give it a try. If you like her like that, then don’t let no one or nothing get in the way of it, or this relationship will be the one you’ll really end up losing for good. I can tell that you like her, man. You’ve always known that she liked you. Keep doing what you do. What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. Betta hold on tight to her fine, cute ass before some other nigga comes in and sweeps her off of her feet, right under your nose,” Rico stated, very serious about what he was saying.

“You might be right about that.” Monty looked down at his beeping phone.

Can I c u later? Symone

Monty began to text message her back.

Whatcha got 4 me? Mo Money

I got the usual 500. Symone

Not 2nite I got plans. Mo Money

Alright…
I’ll hit u up later. Symone

I don’t feel like driving to Screven County tonight, anyway,
Monty thought in response to Symone’s timing. “Well, man. I got this lil’ thing I want you to check out for me. It’s this chick who I’m fucking around with. I need you to distract her so that she’s not all on my dick.”

“That’s cool. You know I’m down with that. Just don’t mention this shit around your sister because I’m doing this for you, right?”

“Yeah, man. I wouldn’t do no shit like that. I’ma real nigga, I don’t play them ole pussy type games.” Monty looked at Rico like,
What the fuck?

“My bad, man. What do you need me to do?” Rico asked, getting all excited.

“First off, I need you to cut her grass.” Monty smiled.

“Huh?” Rico
asked,confused. “Shit, I don’t cut my own grass.” Monty began to laugh just as his phone rang.

“Hello,” he answered in a low, deep voice.

“Hey, honey, what are you doing?” Candy asked.

“Hey, baby,” Monty replied, smiling from ear to ear. “Whatcha doing?”

“I was thinking about you.”

“Oh yeah, and I was thinking about you, too, as a matter of fact,” Monty said as he blushed just from hearing Candy’s voice.

“I wanna know if you can step away from your business tonight and give me some alone time before my parents get back?”

“I’m working on being able to do that now.”

“My mama called and said that she’ll be home tomorrow evening. She said she has some important business to take care of when she makes it back and she’ll see me afterwards. She didn’t even mention if my daddy came to see her. I did try to call his phone, but it went straight to the voicemail. He’s alright. I’m sure because if he wasn’t, she’d be the first to know.”

“I understand. Yeah, I think I can spend a lil’ time with you later.”

“Cool, call me when you’re ready.”

“Alright,” Monty said as they ended the call. He then looked over at Rico, who had rolled and fired up another blunt.

“Nigga, I ain’t gonna be able to smoke all that witcha because I gotta go take care of some things before I chill out a little bit tonight. As a matter of fact, what are you doing later?” Monty asked as Rico passed him the blunt.

“I don’t exactly know just this minute. But, I believe I’m taking your sister to the movies. She figured that Candy was going to want to spend some time with you later. They’re going to be together all day, shopping and riding around and shit. So, I guess I’ll see when she calls me.”

“Okay, that’s cool. Well, there is this woman name Paris who needs someone to cut her grass and take her mind off of just fucking with me. Her husband is in the Navy and he’ll be gone for awhile, and I don’t want her to get attached to me because you already know what time it is with that shit. I don’t want her like that. She got some good pussy and some fire head, but I could never see myself being with a pawn. A pawn is a pawn and nothing more. Can you distract her for me? Now, if you can’t...” Monty said until Rico cut him off, almost choking from inhaling the smoke so hard. He passed Monty the blunt.

“Hell yeah, I can. I know how to handle my business without getting caught up. If all she needs is a good distraction and her grass cut, then I’m her man. When should I go over?” Rico seemed anxious to take care of her for Monty. “Because, you already know me, I’m going to cut more than grass, if she lets me.” Rico laughed.

“You know that’s cool with me. It’s whatever’s clever.” Monty passed the blunt back to Rico. “Hey, man, get your ass outta my car, I gotta roll. Call me later and let me know where you’re located.”

“Alright, man,” Rico said as he gave Monty dap and got out of the car.

“That’s cool, and I’ll tell you when the time is right to go over and cut ole girl’s grass.” Monty pulled off laughing, and then sent a text message to Symone.

You still straight… Mo Money

Yeah, I need 2 c u… Symone

Now..?
Mo Money

Yeah… right now… Symone

I’m on the way… Mo Money

Damn, this drive is at least an hour. But, I’ll take that ride for
this five hundred dollars. I ain’t seen her in a minute anyway.
Monty drove down the road in a hurry.

Just as Monty pulled around the corner to Symone’s house, his phone beeped with a text message.

I
need 2 c u 2morrow… M&M

Melanie must have some free time on her hands tomorrow,
Monty thought as he got out of his car and walked through a little path to Symone’s back door.

That’s cool. Whatcha
workin wit & the time…? Mo Money

$700 & 10am… M&M

Alright… Mo Money

Monty knocked on Symone’s back door and as she opened it up, he saw she was wearing a red robe. Monty walked in, smiling as he was watching her because he knew that she had a treat for him. She always did.

“Hey, Monty, it’s been a while since I last saw you. I was missing you, but things been kind of tight around here so I had to wait until I got my hands on some extra cash.” Symone smiled.

“That’s cool.” Monty took a seat.

“I wanted to see you because we’ll be moving next week and I’m not going to be able to see you again like this. My husband has gotten a betta job in New York City, so I’m moving upstate,” Symone explained.

“Wow!
Upstate, huh? I think that’s very good,” Monty replied.

“It’s alright. It was really good while it lasted with you and I’m so glad to have met you because you’ve come through for me so many different times when I needed that touch. Don’t worry about losing money because one of my good friends is moving back here in a couple of months and she wants to hook up with you. She’ll be closer because she’s moving to Augusta. She has a lot of bread and she’ll pay top dollar for what you have to offer. I do believe you’ll like her because she’s a lot like you. She doesn’t wanna settle down with no one. She’s just like a man. She’ll fuck’um and leave’um. That’s her motto.” Symone stood over Monty as he sat down on her couch.

“Oh yeah?” he said. He was curious to know who the bad female was.

“Yeah, she is a trip and very cute. Has a body for your ass, too. You think I got it? You ain’t seen shit. She has the look, the drive, the sex appeal, and she’s very charming. We became good friends in college and she’s been cool with me ever since. I’m warning you to be careful if you choose to fuck with her.
She hooks’um every time. I know, because my brother and my first cousin were crazy over her. She’s been getting tired of men that want to stay stuck under her all the time so we were talking about it and I suggested you. I told her to be careful when fucking around with you, too, because you ain’t nothing to play with, either, especially if her mind ain’t strong enough. You don’t mind, do you? You know, about me telling her about you?” Symone asked as she began to come out of her robe.

“Hell naw,” Monty said.
I wanna meet this superwoman. We might just be able to do the damn thang,
Monty thought as he watched Symone drop her robe. Symone had on a stringed-up jelly bean bra and thong set she’d made out of some string and jelly beans. Monty was dazzled by how good it looked on her. “I knew I was in for a treat,” Monty said, grinning.

“Yeah, I hope you’re hungry, too.” Symone bent down and began giving Monty a blow job.

It’s on up in here,
Monty thought as he lay his head back and enjoyed the ride. After the remarkable sex Monty and Symone shared, he immediately put on his clothes to leave. It was nothing unusual for Symone because she was used to his behavior.

Monty took his long drive back home and was watching the time because he knew that he had to be with Candy later. He finally pulled up to his crib and his phone rang.

“Hello,” Monty answered in a low, sexy voice.

“Hey, sexy, what’s up?”

“Nothing much. I just pulled up to my crib.”

“Well, I just wanted to hear your voice because I’m missing you, or shall I say, I miss what you do to me,” Melinda said.

“Oh yeah?” responded Monty. “When am I going to see you again?” he asked as he got out of his car and walked up in the yard toward his front door.

“Soon, so will you be free Wednesday night?”

“I don’t know yet. But, I might be.” Monty opened up the front door and entered.

“Well, I wanna see you if you’re not busy, okay.”