Who Do I Run To? (25 page)

Chapter Twenty
-Nine

Janiece was on her way down the steps with a basket of clothes. She decided she’d take her suitcase out of her storage while she was in the basement. She started one load and went inside of her storage cage to get her luggage. That’s when she heard a noise and came out of her storage and looked around. She didn’t see anyone, so she turned slowly and went back in. She continued to move stuff around to get to her luggage when she heard the door open and shut again.

She walked out of her storage cage
once more and looked to see who had come in, but she didn’t see anybody. She stood still for a moment and waited to see if she’d hear the same sound again, but nothing. She hardly ever went downstairs when it was dark because it used to creep her out, but it was a little after one in the afternoon right now. She walked over to the door and opened it and walked up the five steps, and no one was out there.

She looked around
, but no one was on the street either. K.P. wasn’t back yet, and she suddenly wished he was so he could come downstairs with her. She shook it off and went back into the basement and entered her storage cage and tried to move things quickly to get to her luggage so she could get out of there and once again, she heard the door open and shut. Then she heard whoever it was lock the door. She froze at first, and then she grabbed the bat that she had in the cage and moved slowly toward the door. She knew not to say anything, because that would tell the perpetrator exactly where she was.

Taking
a deep breath, she moved silently toward the cage door and almost knocked Isaiah’s head off when he stepped in front of her storage cage.

“Isaiah
! What in the hell are you doing? You scared the shit outta me,” she said putting the bat down, her heart thumping wildly in her chest.

“I’m sorry
, baby. I didn’t mean to scare you. I saw you walk down with the basket of clothes and when I saw his truck gone, well, I thought this would be a good opportunity to get a little time in with you,” he said. She was still holding her pounding chest, thanking God that it was only Isaiah.

“Well
, you should have said something or called out my name. You almost gave me a heart attack.”

“I’m sorry
. I had no idea you’d be in your storage cage. I thought you’d be out by the machines,” he said moving close to her. He touched her arms, and she began to shake. She knew she was doing K.P. wrong, but she couldn’t help herself when it came to Isaiah. She was trembling from the kiss that he planted on her lips.

“What are you doing
, Isaiah?” she asked, knowing where he was going, but she wanted to hear it from him.

“I’m doing exactly what you want me to do
,” he told her.

“How do you know this?” she asked with her eyes closed.

“Because I can read your mind,” he said and kissed her passionately. Her nipples immediately hardened. She was mesmerized by him, and she wanted him to take her body and make her explode like he had done before. He lifted her sweatshirt, revealing her breasts because she wasn’t wearing a bra. Leaning over, he took one into his mouth and Janiece grabbed the back of his head and let his tongue probe her erect nipple.

The more he sucked
, the wetter she got. He started to rub her through her jeans, and she wanted him to strip them off to touch it without any interference. He came back up to kiss her lips and took her hand and put it on his erection. It was so stiff and solid. She wanted to please him. She undid his pants and took his dick in her hands and stroked it while they played around each other’s mouth with their tongues. Janiece wanted to please Isaiah so much, so she knelt down and took him inside of her mouth. 

His skin was so clean and fresh it made her give him the expert mode head job. She was sucking on his dick like it was familiar territory. Like she had been sucking his dick for the last decade and he was on cloud nine with the feeling she was giving him. It was so pleasing he thought he was going to bust
right there and he didn’t want to do that just yet so he pulled back and began to kiss her passionately again. He undid her jeans and motioned her to go over to the laundry table.

She didn’t object
. She just allowed him to take her hand and lead her to the table. After he removed her jeans, he sat her on the table. She wore a purple thong. Isaiah didn’t bother to remove it. He just moved it aside and tested her wetness with his finger. Of course, she was good because Janiece had no problems when it came to getting wet. He took the condom from his pocket and opened it.

She had second thoughts as she watched him roll it over his dick, but she had
come this far. No way was she going to stop him. As soon as he was completely protected, she spread her legs, giving him an open invitation to penetrate her love nest. He slid inside of her tight, juicy hole and found a rhythm that they both began to moan to.

Janiece closed her eyes and enjoyed the
sensations that Isaiah was giving her, and secretly, she didn’t want it to end. She tried to keep her moans low, but he pumped her harder and harder, causing her to moans to erupt louder and louder. He leaned over and sucked on her nipples as he pumped his pelvis, giving her feelings of pure joy.

“Stand up
, baby,” he suggested, and she did just what he said. He turned her back to him and gave her a slight push, bending her over the table. Then he planted his feet firmly on the concrete basement floor so he could pound her correctly. By now, she was screaming his name and had to bite her bottom lip. His dick was feeling so good inside of her she forgot where she was.

The machine changed cycles
, bringing her back to reality. She opened her eyes and looked over her shoulder at him, and their eyes locked.

That look
made them both realize how much they cared for each other. He stopped and turned her to face him. Passionately, he grabbed her head and kissed her deeply. His erection was between them, touching her stomach, and she wanted it back inside of her body.

“Come on
, baby, I wanna feel you some more,” she begged and sat back on the table. He watched as she spread her legs. Then she took her fingers and opened her lips so he could get a good look.

It was shining with loads of juice
, causing his erection to jump. Eagerly, he slid back in, and she grabbed him around his neck and worked her hips back on him. They were rocking so hard the table was making a loud thumping noise against the floor. She sucked on his earlobe because she was there, where she wanted to be. Her body was giving him the response that it was supposed to give from all of his good penetration. He felt her juice rain down on him, and he let go of what he had been trying to hold back from the moment he entered her body.

The way he groaned and the way she moaned confirmed to
them that their mission had been accomplished. She didn’t let his neck go right away. She waited until his dick was no longer erect before she released him. They looked at each other and wondered what to say or do next. He kissed her, and she smiled. He knew he should have left this woman alone, but he couldn’t resist her. He didn’t want to resist her. She was sexy, smart, and funny. He was so into Janiece that he knew he couldn’t walk away or just let her go. He was just as determined as K.P. was to get her, and he didn’t care if he had to go head to head with K.P.; he wanted Janiece, and he had to find a way to convince her to leave her situation with K.P. and start fresh with him.

“Are you okay
, baby?” he asked, making sure she was okay with what just went down.

“Yes, I’m fine,” she said smiling. “I would like my clothes because it’s kinda chil
ly down here, though,” she said, and they laughed. He stepped back and let her get up. He looked at her curvy body as she stepped into her jeans. He pulled his jeans up from his ankles and she went over to her storage cage to get her sweatshirt. She felt so good and so guilty at the same time. If K.P. knew what was going on he, would kill her. K.P. was doing everything so right, and now she was getting it all wrong.

“Can I see you later
, Janiece?” he asked.

“I don’t know
, Isaiah. K.P. will be back soon, and I know he is gon’ be on me like white on rice. We leave to go to Florida tomorrow and won’t be back ’til Saturday night.”

“Janiece
, you have to try because I don’t want this to be my last time seeing you,” he said and stepped closer to her.

“I know
, Isaiah, but it is gon’ be hard. Trust me, I don’t want this to be the last time I see you either, but I’m with K.P., and he loves me, Isaiah. I can’t start this sneaking around. I mean, I adore you, but I love K.P., and the last thing I wanna do is hurt him.”

“Listen
, Janiece, I know you’re stuck on this dude, and I can’t make you not be stuck on him, but I do feel like you are shortchanging yourself. If you were my woman, no way I would have to be between you and another woman.”

“Isaiah
, please, that’s our shit; please don’t try to analyze our shit. I am not perfect. I just fucked you in the laundry room, so I’m no better than he is, so if you know what the real deal is, you got to accept it for what it is, or if you can’t, you need to back off because right now, I’m not ready to walk away from him …,” she said, sounding like K.P. in the beginning when they had their first conversation about their situation. Like she knew K.P. had a wife, Isaiah knows she has a man.

“Damn
, it’s like that now, huh, Janiece?”

“No, and I’m not trying to be mean
. I’m just being honest because I don’t have time to play games. K.P. is finally stepping up to the plate and willing to give me everything I ever wanted from him, and I just can’t walk away from him, so please try to understand, Isaiah. I wish I could shake you, but I can’t. That’s why I’m right here right now with you, but I’m not over him,” she said being honest.

“I see,” he said and scratched his forehead. “You enjoy your trip to Florida,” he said and just walked away and left her standing there.

She felt more confused than ever at that moment because she didn’t want to hurt Isaiah either, but she had to tell him the truth. She went into her storage cage and retrieved her luggage. Then she walked up the steps and when she got inside, she saw she had a missed call on her cell phone from K.P., so she called him back.

“Hey
, baby,” she said when he picked up.

“Hey
, where were you? I’m on my way back, and I wanted to know if you wanted anything to eat,” he said being considerate. His mind led him to believe other things, but he wanted to trust Janiece. He had trusted her all these years, and he didn’t want to believe the worst now.

“I was down in the basement putting clothes in the machine
, and I got my luggage from the storage cage.”

“Oh, okay
. Do you want a bite?”

“Yes
, a bite of you,” she teased.

“Oh
, that can definitely be arranged,” he said smiling a devilish grin.

“Just one more day
, daddy, and I’m going to take care of you,” she said having a flashback of what just occurred in the basement with her and Isaiah.

“I can’t wait
, trust me. I need some of that gushy-gushy,” he said, and she smiled. “Hey, I’m close. What do you want to eat, babe?”

“Well
, since we can go as we please now, I’d like to go out to get something, if that’s okay with you.”

“No problem
. I’ll be there in twenty.”

“Okay,” she said
, and they hung up. She ran and jumped in the shower and took a five-minute wash on her important parts. Then she put on some fresh clothes and applied a little makeup to camouflage the bruise on her cheek. In twenty minutes, she was ready and K.P. walked through the door with a couple of bags of clothes.

She knew he was moving in because of all the stuff he brought with him. She didn’t object because she had wanted him with her from the beginning. She
kissed him at the door, and then helped him put his things in the bedroom.

“I love you
, K.P.. You don’t know how happy I am to have you here,” she said sincerely. Although she was wrong for messing around with Isaiah, she was glad to have the man she had loved for the last five years to herself.

“I’m glad to be here with you too
, baby and I have something for you,” he said, and gave her the ring and she was speechless. He slid it on her finger and all Janiece could do is stare at it. It was gorgeous and the only thing came into her mind was, what just went down in the basement with Isaiah and blinked back her tears. How did she get there and what was she going to do now?

Chapter
Thirty

Kimberly was calling K.P. back-to-back, and his phone just went straight to voice mail. She was furious because she hated trying to reach him and he didn’t pick up or he’d power off his phone like he had no cares in the world. She was so angry that he was gone and off with Janiece living La Veda Loco and all she had was the kids to use as leverage. There were plenty of sitters she could afford to pay, but she wanted to put them on Kerry just to play the single momma with no life role to try to make him feel some type of remorse for leaving her with two kids to raise alone.

She had her sitter on standby just in case she couldn’t make Kerry come and take them off her hands. She hesitantly dialed Janiece’s home number and got the answering machine. Since Kerry had neglected to respond to her ten messages she had left him on his cell phone, she figured he kn
ew she was serious after she left a message on Janiece’s machine saying, “I know y’all are there probably laid up or some shit. I’ve been trying to talk to you for the last couple of days, and I don’t intend on spending my Saturday night cooped up in the house with your kids, so call me back, you jackass.”

She attempted to call his cell phone again, but she knew it was useless. She wondered why she hadn’t talk to
K.P. for three days. He called on Wednesday to talk to the kids, and she hadn’t heard from him since. She had a hot date with her man Rodney, millionaire and heir to his daddy’s empire, so she cared less what Kerry was really doing. She just wanted to be evil and didn’t want folks looking down on her for not being able to keep her man. Rodney was first class all the way, and as long as she served him up and made him feel like a king, he didn’t hold back on spoiling her.

Rodney did all the things
K.P. didn’t do. He was generous and not cheap like K.P., so he never shopped at JC Penny’s like her tight-ass husband. K.P. had the money, but always tried to control her spending. All the things that K.P. thought was superfluous she would just go to Mr. Rodney and he’d give it to her without question.

Half of the things
K.P. thought her daddy was buying her came from the generosity of her lover. She didn’t intend on cheating on K.P. with Rodney, but when she met him he was so charming. It was almost two years ago when she was at one of her father’s parties. Rodney was there with some young woman that looked like he had taken her out of a Mattel’s toy package because everything on her was utterly fake.

Kimberly
, always the center of attention, was a little bit jealous of this juvenile because all the men in the room were taking notice of her every move, so Kimberly’s mission was to find out who she was and who she was with so they could be dismissed from her daddy’s party. K.P. had already gotten out of the party with some lame excuse so she was solo. She was trying to catch one of the servers to get a glass of champagne, and Rodney stopped one of them for her. He took a champagne flute from the tray and handed it to her.

“Thanks,” she said taking
it from him.

“My pleasure,” he
replied in a deep voice and instead of him walking away, he struck up a conversation. “So, do you know the host?” he asked her and took a sip of his drink.

“Yes
, I do, however, I wish I knew who the young lady in black is.”

“Over there at the bar
?” he said looking in that direction.

“Yes,” Kimberly
answered in an irritated tone.

“Why
? Is she making trouble?”

“No, she
’s just a little underdressed for such an occasion,” Kimberly said looking at her with an evil eye.

“Yeah
, you can say that. Her dress is a bit much, but you, my dear, are looking positively stunning,” he said looking at Kimberly with a smile.

“Well
, thank you. I guess we all didn’t get the invitation that said formal, not trashy,” she said and they snickered.

“
If she’s too inappropriate I can have my driver take her home,” the handsome stranger continued, and Kimberly’s jaw dropped.

“I take it you know her?” she asked feeling embarrassed for talking about his date.

“Yeah, that’s my date, and trust me, I did tell her formal attire. My driver picked her up first, and when I got into the limo, that is what she had on,” he said with an apologetic smile. His teeth were perfect and white. Kimberly looked at his fingernails and his shoes and knew she was talking to a quality man. She wanted to get to the core of what he did and what his worth was before she insisted he send little Barbie home.

After finding out a few details and his status
, she batted her eyes, slipped him a little note, and they found themselves in the coat closet. After the party, he gave her his card and told her to call him. When she got home and opened the garage to find K.P. not there, as usual, she pulled out her cell phone and Rodney’s card. She asked him if his naked girlfriend had been dropped off yet, and he said, “Pulling away from her driveway as we speak.”

After that
, he invited her to his home. She didn’t mention her marriage, nor did she mention she was the daughter of Mr. Grayson. When she made it out to his beautiful mansion, her eyes lit up at the sight of his estate.

She pulled up to the gate and pressed the button
. No one spoke, but the gate opened. She pulled into the circular driveway and parked her car. When she made it to the front door, a butler let her in and led her to the study. She looked around and imagined what it would be like if she lived in an extravagant and luxurious home like his, like her parents. She admired all the paintings and artwork and couldn’t resist touching the fabric on the drapes that covered the grand windows.

The butler walked back in and snapped her out of her fantasy of being the madam of that miniature mansion to offer her something to drink. She asked for an apple martini
, and he told her to make herself at home. Mr. Armstrong would be with her momentarily.

Rodney came in a few moments later with her drink and joined her on the leather sofa. He didn’t ask her any questions
; he just handed her the drink and took her feet in his hand and removed her shoes.

“You have a beautiful home,” she said and he didn’t respond as if to say
, “I already know.”

It didn’t take her long to realize that he didn’t want to talk, so she sipped her martini while he massaged her feet and calves. Rodney was so smooth
, by the time she finished her drink all she wore was a diamond necklace, earrings, and thigh highs. He gave a new meaning to oral sex because he had her shaking from the oral magic that he performed.

She never experienced that type of pleasure with
K.P., because K.P. barely looked at her. The times they did make love, it was routine. They did the same dull-ass positions that they started off in the beginning doing, and K.P. barely went down on her. He never asked her to go down on him either, so Rodney was definitely a person she had to make a return visit to. He was a man of highly refined, expert skills.

Rodney had her on top of the desk in th
e study pumping her to ecstasy when his butler walked in on them. Kimberly jumped, but Rodney continued to fuck her as if nobody was in the room with them. “Rodney, baby, someone’s—” she tried to say, but he put his hand over her mouth and kept on doing his thing. The butler set a tray on the coffee table, and then walked out like nothing was going on.

Kimberly felt confused and embarrassed at first, but Rodney’s dick was feeling so good she let it go. They went from the desk to the chair, from the chair back to the sofa. They walked naked through the foyer and up the spiral steps to his huge master suite. He laid Kimberly down and gave her some more
, and her mind was totally gone. Once he finally collapsed, she realized it was after three in the morning, and she knew K.P. was home by then.

“Rodney
, I’m sorry, but I gotta go,” she said getting up from the bed.

“Oh
, so your husband got you on a curfew?” he asked, and she looked at him confused.

“What’d you say
?” she asked in astonishment.

“Come on
, Kimberly, I know you are married, and I know who your daddy is,” he told her, and she was shocked. She had never seen him before in her life, so how did he know all of this about her?

“Come again, how do you know these things about me?”

“Well, for one, I am Rodney Armstrong, Samuel Armstrong’s son,” he said, and Kimberly paused for a moment. The name Samuel Armstrong was familiar to her, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

“Come on
, Kimberly, your memory can’t be that bad. Your dad and my dad used to play golf together when we were little. I went away to boarding school when we were fifteen,” he told her, and it was coming back. Her dad and Mr. Armstrong were still buddies, but why didn’t she remember his son Rodney?

“Well
, I know your father, but I definitely don’t remember you,” she said looking around for something to put on because her clothes were on the floor downstairs in the study.

“I was at your wedding with my folks. I guess you wouldn’t have time to notice another man on your own wedding day,” he joked.

“You know what? I do remember you. I remember when your dad brought you over to me, and he said that he thought you would be the lucky one to marry me,” she said with it all coming back to her now. She was so into K.P. she didn’t give Rodney a good glance when his daddy said that. She sat down on the bed next to him, because she felt awkward standing there naked.

“Yep
, that was me, and you barely made eye contact with me,” he said like, now who’s the man?

“Well
, Rodney, things aren’t that way anymore,” she said sadly.

“I see,” he said and gently rubbed her back.

“Since my secret’s out, I must go home,” she said standing.

He got up and handed her a silk robe and walked her downstairs. “I’ve always had a crush on you
, Kimberly,” he said and she looked up at him. Now she was able to recall that the two of them played together most of her childhood. She remembered how she was upset when his parents sent him away. She liked him when they were kids.

“I know
. I remember you were my first kiss,” she said looking at him. She didn’t know how or why she didn’t recognize him earlier. His daddy was a millionaire, and from the looks of it, he wasn’t doing too badly himself.

“Yea, I had no clue what I was doing back then.”

“Well, you sure know what you’re doing now,” she said with a shy smile.

“Come on
, let me walk you out,” he said and grabbed her hand. When they got to the door he kissed her softly. “I know you’re married, Kimmie, but I must see you again,” he said, and she hadn’t heard that in so long. That’s what her parents and her really close friends called her, and it brought back so many memories. Her heart skipped a beat to the sound of him calling her that name.

“Rodney
, let me call you, and we’ll see,” she said because she wasn’t sure if it would have been a good idea to start seeing him. He had it bad for her back then, but she was so popular, that she played with him. She knew he really like her and she used to take advantage of him, and now he was all grown up. No more braces, no more pimples, just sexy as he wanna be. His body was tight, and his tongue was a breath-taker.

“
Baby, you have my card, and you know where I am, and that I’ll be waiting to hear from you,” he said, and she walked away. She didn’t know what to feel when she got in the car. She drove home, letting her mind take her back to her childhood when they used to be in the pool together at her parents’ home. Her parents were not short of a few million, so she grew up living in luxury and had everything.

When she fell in love with
K.P., she didn’t expect him to turn out to be basically a cheapskate. K.P. made way more money than they spent. He had so much money invested, and it would piss her off that he didn’t want to spend ex amount on certain things.

Like their house
; they could have gotten a house twice as big, but no, he wanted to wait a few years after they made a certain amount of money before they could purchase the house she wanted. He fussed when she splurged a little on jewelry or designer brands, so all the things she wanted that he refused to get for her came from Rodney. Rodney didn’t tell her no; whatever she wanted, he just gave it to her.

She just couldn’t make herself love him the way he loved her. She couldn’t help herself
; she still loved K.P.. Even though she knew about Janiece, she still loved that man. She always got everything she wanted, and she never wanted people to know that her husband had a mistress. To know that he was leaving her for a broke-ass bitch like Janiece was so embarrassing.

No matter how much Rodney had and could give her, money can’t buy you love. She enjoyed all the gifts and fancy things that Rodney had to offer her, but she wished he was
K.P.. Now that things were over for them and he was leaving, she was getting more comfortable with Rodney. Not seeing him that week made her miss him for a change, and now she wanted to go out and K.P. was ignoring her.