Ladies Listen Up (11 page)

“Okay.” He sped down the steps in his towel and opened up the front door.

When he looked out at Kendra his jaw dropped. She stood there on his front porch. There was no trench coat. Instead, in the middle of November, in forty-five-degree, damp weather, this girl was clad only in a pink lace bra and matching lace boy-shorts.

Her nipples were rock hard from the cold, and as she stepped past him he struggled to regain his composure. He glanced around to see if any of his neighbors had seen her. Not a soul appeared to be paying attention, but as soon as he closed his door the headlights in a strange car, just across the lot, came on and the vehicle screeched out into the street.

“Oh, now that’s better,” Kendra said. She placed the shopping bag that she was carrying on the floor. “So are you just gonna stare, or are you gonna hug me?”

Jacob wasted no time giving her a hug. Then he found her lips. As their lips began to lock, their hands began to explore each other. Her skin was still cold from standing outside. His warmth comforted her as well as turned her on. She rubbed his chest, which was still moist from the shower. He didn’t know it, but this was her first time with a man in almost three years, so her responses were even more heightened. She had been in a relationship with another female and hadn’t considered being with anyone else during that time. After going through the same changes with her domineering mate as she had experienced with men, Kendra had decided it wasn’t worth it. She was ready to try a “normal” relationship. She wanted a family and someone whom she could build a future with.

Jacob fit the bill. He was smart, talented, handsome, and they had so many of the same interests. It hadn’t taken her too long to realize that he was the one for her. Now she was ready to give herself to him totally. Her hand reached his waist and yanked his towel. As it fell to the floor Kendra found herself with a handful of his manhood. Instinctively, she began to pull on it, trying to make it come to full attention.

“Uhhh,” he moaned. Her hand warmed up quickly and he was ready to take her right there. He backed away to take her in. Her cinnamon-colored skin, her firm, perky breasts, and her doe-shaped eyes all made her look the part of some tempting seductress. She looked like something he’d seen on the Internet. Their eyes were locked on each other as she continued to stroke him.

“Nice,” she said as she held him in her hand. He was at full attention now and she was pleased with what she saw and felt. He wasn’t small, but he wasn’t going to kill her either, and she was happy about that. The idea of being pounded by a Mandingo had never appealed to her. In truth, the whole idea of sex never really got her wound up. She was into Jacob, though, as a man and that was what provided the potential for her reaching unimaginable heights of ecstasy. “What do you want me to do?” she whispered.

“Huh?”

“Do you want me to suck it?”

Unaccustomed to being asked, Jacob was stunned. It was all he could do to avoid sounding goofy as he said, “Yeah, please do.”

“Come here.” Kendra led him up the steps, past his living room, and took a seat in one of his dining-room chairs. He made his way toward her and she reached for him. She kissed his belly twice and then swirled her tongue in his navel. Her next move sent a sensation
from his head to his toes. Jacob looked down and saw her head completely covering his manhood and felt her tonsils tickling the tip of his penis.

She proceeded to give him the blow job of his life, slobbering heavily all over his shaft as she jerked him off. She kissed the tip and licked the underside until he felt like he was about to lose control.

Jacob closed his eyes and enjoyed the ride she was taking him on. Kendra sensed that he was about to cum and pulled her mouth away. She would gladly finish him off, but she wanted to feel him inside of her first.

She stood up and leaned up against the table. They began to kiss passionately as Jacob reached his fingertips into the cups of her bra. He pulled her nipples out and began to lick them. She moaned and sucked air through her clenched teeth.

He kissed her neck and unhooked her bra expertly. She didn’t wait for him as she yanked her panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them. Then she turned her back to him and leaned her upper body onto his dining-room table. It was a move she’d done a hundred times, but usually before her girlfriend dove into her with a strap-on.

“Come on,” she whispered. “Put it in.”

“But I don’t have—”

“C’mon, Jacob. Fuck me now,” she insisted.

Hard dick, wet, inviting pussy a foot away, and Jacob eased up to her like a mummy in a trance and placed the head of his dick at her entrance. She was tight and he had to push past the opening.

“Awwww, ahhhhh, owwwwssssshhhhh,” she murmured. “C’mon, push it in.”

By the time she finished, he’d sliced into Kendra and slammed
his dick all the way in, eliciting a grunt that made him wonder if he had the wrong hole. Then, instinctively, he began to move slower until he found a rhythm that brought the most response from her. She seemed to like his pounding her in short rapid strokes.

He looked down at her back and her round ass as he stroked her. “Fuck me. Fuck me,” she cried out. He responded by hitting it even harder. He stroked and banged repeatedly with all his might until everything seemed to become a blur. He lost track of time and space and relished the fact that he had his dick inside of Elise’s tight young pussy.

“Fuck me, Mr. Marsh,” she begged. “You feel so good.”

Hearing this girl, who he’d stared at day in and day out for the past month, drove him over the edge. No longer could he deny what he’d tried to hide even to himself. He wanted one of his students. Now, as he caused his dining-room table to rock, he could feel her finally. Kendra’s body, but Elise’s spirit. With that realization, he felt the rush and came deep inside of her.

“Ohmigod,” he cried out, and stumbled backward out of her body as some of his semen dripped out of her onto his carpet.

Kendra’s breathing was still labored and he waited for her to stand. When she turned around he looked into her face, astonished. He’d actually imagined it was Elise. Kendra cracked a naughty smile, happy that she’d pleased him. Not knowing the half of it.

Jacob stood there, still in shock. Neither of them said a word, but Kendra approached him and was reaching out to kiss him when they both jumped as they heard a crash. Jacob looked to his left and saw the rock that had just been hurled through his window.

“What the hell…?” Kendra asked, panting in fear, her eyes glued to the rock and glass that lay on the carpet.

Jacob’s heart was beating so hard it felt like it might burst through his chest. He looked at her, shaking his head. He was silent for a moment as his mind searched for an explanation.

“I need to tell you something,” he said, with some hesitation in his voice. “First, let me call the police.”

It was over. He was going to the principal to confess the first thing Monday and he was about to do a practice run on Kendra.

J
acob lost his nerve when Monday morning came. After explaining the situation to Kendra, he’d got the feeling that she was a little turned off. He’d called her the entire weekend, at least fifteen times. Every single time, her voice mail picked up. Finally, late Sunday evening, she called him back.

“Yo, Jacob, I got to tell you, I really enjoyed the time that we’ve spent and I really, really respect your talent, but, dude, you got some serious issues on your plate right now. I’ma have to step back a little and let you handle whatever it is that you got going on. I just got out of a drama-filled relationship and I can’t really see getting back into another situation.”

Jacob was more shocked at how he felt than at her statement. He felt abandoned. He really did feel like they had a connection through the music, but she was walking away so easily that his head was spinning.

“Well, if that’s how you feel, then I have to respect that…” He
wanted to sound unbothered, but his voice gave him away. “I mean…”

“Thanks, Jacob. Take care of yourself,” she said as if they’d never shared a moment or as if the sex had never happened.

When Monday came,
Jacob walked into the building and headed straight for the principal’s office, where he promptly lost his nerve. All he could think about was the disapproving look he was sure to receive and the repercussions that he would have to face.

As he made his way toward his classroom he began to swallow repeatedly. He then noticed that it was hard for him to breathe. As he passed colleague after colleague he felt warmer with each step. The school and his job were suffocating him, he felt. “Good morning, Mr. Marsh,” one teacher said. Jacob forced a smile and said good morning back.

It was all he could muster. Finally, when he reached his classroom door, he felt a sense of relief. He had thirty minutes during which he could panic in peace. He had a tiny refrigerator near his desk where he kept his lunch. Grabbing a bottle of water and unscrewing the top, he realized that his hands were trembling.

He needed something to calm himself down. He sat down at his desk and placed his hands over his face and realized that he couldn’t take it much longer. There was too much pressure already, with the band and the upcoming competition that he was due to start practicing for in two weeks. Now, with being stalked on top of the possible exposure of his involvement in a student’s rape and a cover-up to boot, he was close to the edge.

Just like that, it came to him. He jumped up from his desk and
headed across the school to the phys-ed department and found Willie Hargrove. Jacob and Willie had been cool for almost five years. The two never hung out other than at work, for the obvious reasons: Willie was the junior-varsity football and girls’ basketball coach and a sports extremist. He respected the fact that Jacob won competitions, but not the fact that it was for the band.

Jacob enjoyed Willie’s “I don’t give a fuck” attitude about everything in life that you’re supposed to give a fuck about—sometimes. Other times, he found it plain-out ignorant. When Jacob walked in, he found Willie at his desk eating out of a McDonald’s bag.

“Jaaaycob. What’s up, dawg?” he belted out in a deep voice that matched his face. Some of the other teachers called him “bowling ball” behind his back. Willie was big, round, and black like one of the balls you get from the alley when you don’t have your own.

“Nuttin’ much. Just trying to maintain.” Jacob knew exactly why he’d come down to see Willie and it was just a matter of time before things fell into place.

“Me, too, bruh.” Willie put the last of the food from his bag into his mouth. He then turned on his CD player behind him. Russ Par was on the air acting a fool. “He cracks me up in the morning. I miss the chick—Olivia. They were funny as hell.”

“Yeah, they were.” Just as Jacob was about to try to cut to the chase, Willie cut him short.

“Listen, you know me, man. I got like twenty minutes before those little bastards get here and I gots to get my head right. Ya feel me?”

“Willie, you know something? I might join you today, with all the stress I been under.” Jacob had long known that it was part of Willie’s daily ritual to get himself a nice buzz. He was high off of
something when school started nearly every morning, and was usually high when the day ended as well.

A look of someone who was pleasantly surprised appeared on Willie’s mug. “Well, come on wit’ it, then.”

He stood up and headed to the showers on the other side of the locker room and Jacob followed the mammoth-size brother. When he reached the last locker he pulled a ring of keys from his pocket and opened the lock. He pulled a small backpack and looked around as if he was being watched by the FBI.

“Here we go,” Willie said. He sat on a bench and pulled out a bottle of Seagram’s gin and two Styrofoam cups, and began to pour. He handed Jacob a cup and said, “Listen, if this is too strong, I have some orange juice.”

Wanting to get the full effect of the alcohol, Jacob replied, “Nope, I’m okay.” Then he surprised Willie once again by taking the cup straight to the head and turning it up until he downed a full shot.

“My, man.” The big fellow laughed deep and hard. “You better pace yourself if you want to make it to lunchtime.”

“I got this,” Jacob shot back. “Hit me again.”

His second cup was filled a third of the way. Jacob took small sips. As he began to feel the effects Willie looked at his watch and then moved swiftly over to the showers. He turned on the shower and in a matter of moments steam began to rise. Willie walked back over to the bag and grabbed a film capsule from inside and popped the lid. He pulled out a joint and lifted it to Jacob. “Grade A, the sticky, my bruh.”

Eyebrows raised, Jacob couldn’t believe that his crazy ass was about to smoke reefer inside of the gym. “Man, are you serious?”

“Yeah, man. I smoke in the shower. The steam kills the smell and keeps it from getting in your clothes. Plus the smoke doesn’t irritate your eyes, so they won’t get red or puffy.” Jacob stared in disbelief. Willie went on: “You ever smelled weed on me before?”

“Nah, I can’t say that I have.”

“Well, I get high every day, sometimes twice a day, right here. So what you wanna do? You know I wouldn’t let you get in trouble.”

Jacob wasn’t really into smoking, but he recalled the stress he was under and thought what the hell. Maybe he’d get fired and the whole problem would disappear. The only problem was that his reputation would be ruined. He watched his drinking partner head to the shower, and against his own better judgment, he followed.

They stood in the rear of the shower, passing the weed back and forth. Three minutes and the joint was done. Jacob stepped out of the shower feeling buzzed, high, and ready to take on the world, or at least the students.

“Thanks, man, I really appreciate it,” he said to Willie.

“Don’t worry about it. Anytime,” Willie said, voice a couple octaves lower. “Hold on, before you step.” He held up a finger as he looked through his bag once more. He pulled out a can of spray. Willie rolled up on Jacob and sprayed his upper body with a body spray. It smelled like something a woman would wear.

“What’s this?”

“Body spray, from Bath & Body Works. It smells good, huh?”

Jacob nodded. It did. Reminded him of pears and apples. “It’s nice.”

“Oh yeah, women love it on a man. You’ll see.”

Jacob thought Willie’s comment over for a second. As much as people talked about his size, no one had ever said he was funky.
“Peace, I’m out,” Jacob said, slurring his speech. Willie tossed him a pack of spearmint Life Savers, which he caught and popped open with the quickness before bopping out of the room.

As Jacob moved back toward his room he thought about how relaxed he felt. In fact, the more he walked, the less he thought, period. Everything was suddenly all good.

He breezed through first period, putting on a film and having the kids write. He had forgotten that he had scheduled a test, but not one student reminded him.

When second period came around he was still mellow from the liquor, but still sharp enough to recall the rock coming through his window. When Anna came through the door he gave her a look that displayed his anger until she’d taken a seat. Her face frowned up and she looked as if she wanted to say something to him.

Then Elise came in, and when he looked at her, he recalled everything that had happened over the weekend, especially the sexual encounter she’d invaded. She offered a smile without showing any teeth and Jacob had a hard time not taking it as sexy.

He remembered the test. “Elise, can you pass these out for me?”

Without a word, she got out of her seat and moved toward him. It was a cool morning and Jacob took notice of the fact that Elise had on a sweater that kept riding up on her belly button. He also noticed that she had a ring in her belly button. Then his eyes scanned over her entire body. She had on a tight pair of Seven jeans, and as she began to move up and down the aisles he likened her ass to a heart-shaped box of chocolates. “Damn,” he said.

The students all looked up in surprise. It was at that moment that he realized that he had spoken out loud. “Excuse me, class. I poked myself.” They went back to work and heads went down, all
except Anna, who’d watch his eyes filled with lust as he’d spoken. She knew exactly what had caused the outburst. When Jacob’s eyes met hers, it was his turn to get the nasty look.

Each time he looked up from his papers, Jacob caught Anna staring at him. She was blowing his high, so finally he waved to her and called her over to him.

She stood up and walked over to him. “Yes?”

In a hushed tone he said, “Is there a problem? Every time I look up, your eyes are on me.”

“No, there’s no problem.”

Jacob scratched his cheek and thought about the rock. He wanted to say,
Bitch, why are you stalking me, then?
But he knew he couldn’t call her out without some proof. So he just stared at her for a second. He looked into her eyes. It might have been the first time he’d ever looked her in the eyes.

He felt an energy coming from her that he couldn’t really put his finger on. The way her face went so easily from any expression of joy into an anguished look told him that she was pained but resilient. Even so, she was pretty, though probably nowhere near as pretty as she would be when she finally blossomed into adulthood. With the girlish charm she possessed, Anna never seemed aware of her assets.

In spite of it all, she was acting out and Jacob felt that she was trying to reach him. Whether it was the weed, the liquor, or both, he was reading something from her finally that he hadn’t been able to read before. She was definitely crying out for help. That had to be why she had thrown the rock, and why she had shown up at his door that night.

As far as the e-mails went, Jacob summed it up as one simple
thing. In addition to all that he suspected he knew, she was also probably oversexed and definitely wicked.

Once she went back to her seat and finished the test, Jacob checked his e-mails. Like clockwork, another message from mocha2munch, but he waited to read it. When he dismissed the class he saw Anna whispering in Elise’s ear, probably telling what she knew of his earlier gaze. But the one key thing that was different today was that Jacob didn’t give a fuck.

A few minutes
after class was dismissed, Elise walked back into the classroom and Jacob didn’t notice her standing there. It was his planning period and he had planned to make a few phone calls. But before he could get to the calls, his eyes had been glued to his monitor reading his latest e-mails. He noticed another one from his admirer. It proved to be just as sexually charged as the previous one, and because of it, Jacob had made a tent out of his pants.

By the time
Jacob finished reading the e-mail, he needed to adjust himself in his underwear. The messages had gotten progressively more explicit each time. Elise watched as he reached into his pants and grabbed his dick. He didn’t play with it, only shifted it so it wouldn’t press against his zipper.

Showing a part of her personality Jacob had never seen before, Elise cracked a joke. “Am I disturbing something here, Mr. Marsh?”

Jacob jumped and turned quickly. In a scramble he turned off his monitor and said, “What are you doing in here sneaking up on me like that…aren’t you supposed to be in class?” He was rambling and embarrassed, wondering how much she’d seen. Then he realized that she must have seen his hands in his pants or she wouldn’t have made the comment.

“I’m not sneaking up on you, Mr. Marsh. I need to speak to you. I actually have an early departure today. I have a doctor’s appointment. But I felt like I should come past here and talk to you before I leave. It’s kind of awkward but important. I really didn’t have anyone to talk to, so I began talking to Anna about my life. I mean, I really let her into my world, which I’ve always kept private, and in return she opened up and shared some things with me. To keep it real with you, Mr. Marsh…she’s told me some things that sort of have me confused and worried.
Some
of them are about you.”