Scandalous (9 page)

Saturday morning and I am supposed to be extremely happy but I’m not. Brandon is coming in town today. Lately I don’t know if he’s been acting strange or if I’ve let Michelle get to me. I stood in the bathroom mirror looking at myself and said, “I’m not going to let anything ruin my time with him today. I’m not going to argue about anything with him since I have such a small amount of time with him this weekend. He’s leaving tomorrow and I want everything to be perfect. My cell phone rang.

“Hello?”
“Hey baby it’s me.”
“Brandon, how are you this morning?” I tried to sound as

cheerful as possible
“I’m good. I should be at your house in a couple of hours.” “Good. I put the good sheets on the bed this morning.” I

said in a very seductive voice.
“Oh I’m staying at the Ramada on Arlington.” I wanted to scream in the phone Why the fuck are you

staying in a hotel when I have a house in town. But I held my tongue and went along with it. Something’s not right. It just does not make sense to me to pay for a hotel when your girlfriend has a house. Walked into the front room, Michelle was sitting on the sofa eating a bowl of grits and eggs. I needed someone to talk to and since she was the only person at the house I figured, what the hell, she’ll have to do.

She sat straight up and looked as if she was paying close attention.
“Brandon is staying in a hotel this weekend, instead of here with me.”
Before I could get another word out she jumped right in. “Some funny shit is going on! Don’t no nigga pay for a room unless he has to!”
I didn’t want to admit it but Michelle and I were actually on the same page.
“What do you think I should do?”
“That’s between you and your man. I’m staying out of that.”
It felt like my feet were on fire and the flames were moving up my spine.
“What the fuck you mean, you staying out of it. You the one got me thinking he’s doing something. When I come to you as a friend you turn your back on me! That’s fuckedup!”
“I just got you to start thinking. That’s all I did. If your man is doing some dirt, then that’s on you. Maybe your game ain’t tight enough to keep him at home.”
I was ready to knock the hell out of her for saying that to me. She started all of this, now she’s dumping it on me. My eyes swelled up with water. I was so angry, I was ready to cry. The last thing I wanted to do was hear anymore she had to say, but that didn’t stop her mouth from running.
“Look Tracy, I’m sorry. I should have been a little more sensitive to your needs than I was, and I apologize.”
All I can do is smile. Every time I’m ready to jump on her ass she turns around and acts like she has some damn sense.
“No problem. It’s just that he’s been acting weird and I want to know why. If it’s somebody else all he has to do is tell me and we can work it out.”
“He’s only here for a day and a half. Fuck the hell out your man and let his ass go back to Miami. Worry about that other shit later. Tonight is gonna be a lot of fun, so don’t mess it up with a lot of drama. If he’s doing something, it’s sure to come out anyway.”
About twenty minutes later, Eric walked in the house. He is smiling from ear to ear. Michelle started with her questions
“So where’s your boy B?”
“He said he’s going to meet me at the club tonight. He’s

gone to hang out with some cousins he has that stay up here.” I couldn’t help but be nosey myself.
“What did ya’ll do last night?” As if I didn’t know. “We fucked like two long lost lovers. I would go into

detail but I don’t want ya’ll heifers to steal any of my signature moves. But I will tell you this after we were done we lay in bed and just held each other. It was a beautiful moment.”

I long for the day when Brandon is able to hold me like that again. I’m going to take Michelle’s advice and fuck his brains out tonight after we get back from the club. All of a sudden I felt excited to see him. It seemed like all my concerns flew out the window.

I heard my cell phone start ringing in my room. I ran in and without looking at the caller I.D. I answered the phone. “Hey baby!” Thinking I was talking to Brandon “Now that’s the way I like you to answer the phone.” I instantly wanted to vomit. It was Byron. His voice just

makes me want to throw up.
“What do you want? I have a busy day ahead of me.” “I just wanted to say thank you for a wonderful dinner.” “Good, great. I’m glad one of us had a good time. But

look, I have to go. Like I said, I’m busy today. All day!” “Go handle your business. I’ll catch up with you later” “Much later!”I hung up the phone. I turned around and

Michelle was standing at my bedroom door.
“Damn I would hate to be the person you were just talking
to.”
I didn’t realize she had heard me talking to Byron.“Girl
that was one of those customer service people calling ’bout some
bull they’re selling.”
“Yeah okay.”
She turned and walked away. I really hope she didn’t hear
my entire conversation with Byron. Just like that, all the happiness I
was starting to feel for Brandon was sucked away by Byron. Trying
to stay focused on my man is a hard task when the person I hate is
in the picture. I had to do something to get myself back in the right
frame of mind. I packed an overnight bag just in case I ended the evening in the hotel with my man. I put all the necessities in it. A
thong, outfit for the next day, hair curler and my toothbrush. I heard a car pull up in the front of the house. I looked
through my bedroom window and saw Brandon step out of his
car. My heart started to race. I couldn’t get out of my room fast
enough to go greet him at the door. Eric was standing at the door
ready to open it when I jumped in the way.
“Let me open the door for my man please!” I said in a
sarcastic voice.
“Go head then!”
He sucked his teeth and walked away. I thought what was
that about. But as soon as I opened the door all myattention,
love, and focus was on Brandon. I wrapped my arms around his
neck. The smell of his cologne, Allure, was in theair. I felt his
large hands rub my lower back. It felt great to have my man back
with me. Michelle and Eric just stood back and let me have my
moment. I hadn’t paid any attention to what Michelle was
wearing until I saw her walking towards Brandon to say hello.
She’s wearing skin tight jeans and a too small wife beater, with a
red lace bra on underneath. Her eyes roamed all over his body as
she stood in front of him trying to act like he wouldn’t notice her
big titties shaking from side to side in his face. That was grounds
for an ass beating for disrespecting me like that, but I held my
tongue with her again. Eric walked up to Brandon and shook his
hand. Eric didn’t really say much to Brandon; they just kinda
looked at each other and walked away.
Brandon and I walked into my room. Lying on the bed, I
hoped that Brandon would see me and instantly want to make
love to me.
“Baby come lay down next to me you must be tired from
the long drive.”
He walked over to the bed and lay next to me. I slid my
hand under his shirt and felt his well shaped chest. He began to rub
my breast. My nipples instantly jumped hard. I rolled over on top of
him and we kissed like we had not seen each other for five years.
His dick was hard enough to cut a diamond and it had been a long
time since we were last together and I need to feel him in me. I stood up to take off my pants when I heard another car pull into the driveway. While I was standing there, I looked out the
window. I saw a girl from school walking up to the door. Brandon asked, “Who’s out there?”
“Some girl, I guess, for Eric”
I continued to take my clothes off. Brandon looked as if
he was struggling to hear something. I heard Eric and the girl
from outside talking and they sounded like they were walking
towards his room. “I thought he was bi, but every time I see him
he’s with a girl.”
“Eric is bi. He likes dick too,” I said laughing. Thing is,
I’m the only one who was laughing. I walked over to Brandon
wearing nothing at all. I even shaved my pubic hair totally off to
add a little newness and excitement to it. But, for some reason he
seemed like he was preoccupied with something else. Through
the walls I heard R. Kelly’s 12 play come on.
“What the fuck is that!” Brandon asked with an irritated
voice.
“I guess Eric is about to get some. He always turns the
music up when he’s about to handle his business. Now can we
handle ours?” I was trying not to get pissed off but, when your girl
is standing in front of you butt naked, and you are asking questions
about somebody else that is getting some, we have a problem.
Dropping to my knees I knew Brandon loved getting head. I licked
his balls as he lay stiff on the bed. I took him in my mouth and
slobbered all over it. As I pulled my lips away, a long string of spit
hung from my lips to his dick. I sucked the spit back into my mouth
like spaghetti. Brandon always loved to watch me suck him off.
Finally he seemed like he was starting to get into it. Suddenly my
cell phone rang. I had no intention of answering it and from the look
on Brandon’s face I don’t think he heard it ring. It stopped ringing
and I was still sucking him. The phone rang again. This time
Brandon heard it and reached for it. I don’t think he was going to
answer it but I guess he wanted to see the caller I.D.
“No, no. Don’t touch it!” I think I scared him the way I
jumped up and started yelling.
“Damn aiight, I wasn’t gonna answer it!”
Just like that, the mood was lost. Brandon was looking at
me as if to say I’m hiding something or there is somebody on my
phone I don’t want him to know about. He listened to Eric and
that girl go at it in the next room. I was more turned on by
listening to them than actually having sex myself. The entire
situation was weird, the louder Eric and his friend got, the
madder Brandon became.
I bent down to pick up my clothes and looked at my
phone that was on the nightstand next to my bed. The caller I.D.
had Byron’s number on it. I snatched it off the stand while I put
on my panties and while Brandon had his back turnedlooking for
his pants. If he ever found out that Byron was up here it would be
over between us in the blink of an eye. Brandon has said in the
past that he forgives me for what I did but if he found out about
Byron now, I hate to even think about it.
For the rest of the afternoon, there was tension in the
house. Brandon was not talking to Eric, and my phone rang so
much that I just turned it off to not add to the tension. Not to
mention, I was still a little upset with the way Michelle bounced
around the house in front of Brandon. She even went so far as to
leave the bathroom door unlocked when she was in there taking a
shower this afternoon. Brandon didn’t hear the water running and
walked right in on her as she was bending over turning the water
off. He looked right up her lumpy wet ass.
That night we all decided to go to Club Dynasty over on
Green Street. Everybody in town goes to that club. The rest of
the clubs were old redneck bars that none of us wanted to go to.
We were about to leave for the club when Michelle asked Eric,
“Where is B?”
“Oh, I talked to him earlier and he said he would meet us
there.”
“Is your girl Skye going? Or has she had enough of you
for one day,” she said laughing.
“Nah, I don’t think she’ll be there tonight”
Brandon looked at me and asked, “What kind of nigga
fucks a girl named Skye. Sound like some hippie bitch.” I mumbled under my breath, “What kind of nigga passes up
good pussy laying next to him?”
“You said something,” Brandon asked?
“Huh? No I didn’t say anything honey.”
On the way to the club Brandon and I rode together, and
Michelle and Eric rode together. Brandon hardly said a word to
me the entire time in the car.
“What’s wrong baby? You act like something’s bothering
you?”
“Nothing I’m cool.”
We pulled up to the club and you could hear the music
clear into the parking lot. They had Ushers song “Yeah”
bumping inside. Once inside, the vibe in the club was hot.
Everybody was looking good and feeling good. I must admit the
ladies are representing tonight. If the club held five hundred
people it was four hundred ninety nine in here. We found a table
and I asked Brandon to go get me a drink. He quickly
disappeared in the crowded club. The only other person at the
table with me was Michelle and she was looking like a hawk
looking for dinner. Every guy that walked by she tried to grab
him or try to get him to buy her a drink. It was funny just sitting
there watching the ghetto in action. This white guy walked up
and Michelle flung her arms around him.

Tracy.”
“Nice to meet you Steve.”
He shook my hand then led Michelle to the dance floor.

They were all over each other. I looked over to the bar and saw Brandon and Eric standing next to each other. It’s good to see them actually having a conversation; even though Brandon does not look too happy to be standing there talking. As a matter of fact, he just walked away from Eric all together still standing at the bar.

Brandon walked back over to me and sat down. Michelle walked up and sat next to Brandon. She had on the shortest skirt in the club. All I could see was big thighs everywhere. Her breast looked like two brown bowling balls on her chest and she was getting a lot of attention because of them. A few hours into the club, Michelle had been doing a lot of drinking. She leaned over to Brandon. She thought she was whispering. “Would you like to dance with me?”

I’m not gonna sit here and be disrespected like that to my face.
“What the fuck is your problem!”
“What, what are you talking about?”
“Don’t play with me bitch. I heard you ask my man to
dance!”
Brandon stood up and grabbed Michelle’s hand. He leaned down to me. “Baby look, don’t start a scene in here. I’ll dance one song with her drunk ass and that will bethat.”
She stared at me as she walked on the floor with myman. I looked around and saw Eric dancing with that girl I saw him with the first night I moved into the house. I thought, where is this B character he was happy about? But he’s over there dancing with some hoochie. Nigga’s ain’t shit.
I looked back on the floor and saw Michelle all over Brandon. The song Move Your Body was on and she was following every word. I wanted to run out there and snatch her bald right on the floor. But I had to remember I’m a lady dealing with a hood rat. 112’s “Crazy Over You” came on the system and everybody slowed down and grabbed a person to dance with. Michelle pulled Brandon close but I wasn’t having any of that. Walking to the floor I saw another nerdy looking guy tap Brandon on the shoulder. Michelle looked like she wanted to faint. Brandon backed away and the nerdy guy started dancing with Michelle. The look on her face made the entire night better. She looked like she wanted tofall through the ground. She was so embarrassed.
On the way home from the club Brandon and I stopped to get a bite to eat at the Waffle House. The parking lot was packed with everybody from the club. I spotted Michelle in the car with that white guy Steve. I guess she ditched the nerd. Brandon looked at me.
“Do you want to eat
here?” “This is fine.”
“Cool I’ll go in and see how long the wait for a table will be.”
As soon as Brandon walked away from the car, another car rolled up next to me. The window rolled down and it was Byron. My heart fell to my feet. Brandon was no more than fifty feet away from us.
“What the fuck are you doing here!”
“It’s a free country I can go where the fuck I
please!” “Look, you have to leave!”
“Why ’cause your boy is here? I don’t think so!”
“Please don’t do this to me. If you love me as much as you say you do then please don’t do this to me. Not tonight.”
He looked me dead in my eyes and made me a promise “I’m going to have you Tracy. You can bank on that!” Brandon was walking back to the car when Byron rolled up his window and drove off.
“Who was that?” Brandon asked as he got back in the car.
“It was some dude asking for directions to another club”
I looked around the parking lot and happened to look right in Michelle’s face staring at me.
“On second thought baby, let’s go some place else.” I said, just to get out of that parking lot.
How did Byron know where I was? How did he know what car I was in? This shit is starting to get crazy.