Hell House (10 page)

“Just deal the cards,” I said to Sylvia. “Let us see what cards we get before you go calling yourself a winner.”

Sylvia dealt the cards. Jada and I looked through her hand and it wasn't about nothing. She had two spades. That was it.

“I quit.” Jada pouted. “You win, but there is always tomorrow. Right now, I'm goin' to bed.” She slightly turned to face me. “Jaylin, you gon' come tuck me in?”

“Only if you promise not to call me a nigga again and you make me a healthy meal that I can eat.”

Jada put her hand on her hip. “I can't promise you all that, and as much as you complained about my spaghetti, you ate the shit out of it. So stop playin' and come tuck me in.”

“I will, once I get done talking to Sylvia. Don't wait up for me, though.”

I winked at Jada as she playfully rolled her eyes and went into the house.

“What is it with you and Jada?” Sylvia questioned. “Are the two of you liking each other?”

“She's not my type, but she's sweet. She wanna be hard, but I bet she wouldn't hurt a fly.”

Sylvia laughed. “I would have to disagree with you on that. Jada looks as if she don't play, so you'd better watch yourself messing with her.”

“Maybe so.”

There was silence for a while, and then I suggested going for a swim.

“I would love to, Jaylin, but I can't swim. Never learned how to and all I ever do is just get my feet wet.”

“Well, sit on the steps in the water and get wet. You can watch me swim. Maybe by then you'll figure out where you know me from.”

Sylvia stood and removed the sheer wrap from around her waist. She walked in front of me and my evaluation process clicked in. Sexy—check. Nails done—check. Hair intact—check. Great personality—check. Nice ass—check. Pretty titties—check. The only thing that I didn't like was a huge birthmark on her thigh. She couldn't do anything about that, so I didn't hold it against her. She held the rail and stepped into the water. When she sat back on the steps, the water came up to her waist. She watched as I jumped in and went under to knock off the chill I thought I'd get from entering the water. It was warm, though, and felt very relaxing.

I wiped the water from my face and then went for a quick swim, stroking my way up and down the pool. Sylvia started kicking her feet in the water and that was when I swam up to her. I sat in between her legs and she started to massage my back and shoulders. Her deep massage was working wonders.

“Now, that shit feels good. What you got on your hands?”

“Water,” she said, laughing. “But you are real, real tense.”

I cocked my neck from side to side and then rolled it in circles. “So, have you had enough time to think about where you know me from?” I said.

“Been thinking about it all day. Just can't figure it out, but I do know for a fact that there was no intimacy between us.”

“Are you positive about that?”

“One hundred and twenty percent positive.”

“What makes you so sure?”

“Because I would remember if a man like you were ever inside of me.”

I removed her hand from my shoulder and turned around. “What do you mean by a man like me?”

“I mean a man as sexy, handsome and well-endowed down below as you are. As bright as you seem to be and I'm impressed. Don't think for one minute that I'm not paying attention.”

“And you should be. For the record, I am too.”

I held myself up, while looking down at Sylvia underneath me. She rested on her elbows and her legs were wide open as I was in between them. The direction of my eyes dropped to her lips, but before I could inch forward, she lifted her head and pecked my lips. “Jaylin, I'm here to deal with my pain. I've made some mistakes with a relationship that I'm not happy about. Just felt as if I needed to tell you that.”

“That makes two of us, so what's your purpose for telling me that?”

“I'm not interested in having a relationship with anybody right now. I'm not capable of giving you what you may need, no matter what that may be.”

“I'm not interested in a relationship either, but you are most certainly capable of giving me what I need. You're giving it to me right now.”

Sylvia held my head steady, as our tongues lightly danced in each other's mouths. Her kiss was sweet, gentle and was what I needed right now. I squeezed her hips and eased my hand between her legs to touch her goodies. I could feel her soft hairs; she didn't have much. But when I attempted to slip my finger inside of her, she tightened her legs.

“Not right here, Jaylin,” she whispered.

“Then where?”

“I…I don't know. Someplace where there are no cameras.”

It must have clicked for us at the same time—the bathroom. We
hurried out of the swimming pool and rushed to the bathroom. I had Sylvia hemmed up against the closed door, while I grinded hard against her.

“I can feel it, Jaylin,” she confirmed, barely able to take a breath as we smacked lips. “Your dick is so big. I can't wait to ride it, taste it, umm,” she moaned.

I lowered the top of her swimming suit and went to work on her sweet, chocolate breasts. As I massaged and sucked them, I also worked her tiny nipples with the curled tip of my tongue. Sylvia squirmed against the door. She was on the tips of her toes, trying hard to control her trembles.

“It's tingling.” She referred to her pussy. “Make it stop, Jaylin, please make it stop.”

“I don't want it to stop, baby, I want it to come. You gon' come all over me, right?”

“I'd rather show you than tell you.”

My dick was so hard that I yanked my trunks off, lowering them to the floor. Sylvia gripped my ass and dug her nails deep into my butt. Then, her hands ran through my wet hair like she needed this more than me. A change, that is. Something new. Something that had no emotional attachments. Something that wouldn't hurt me like I was hurt when I found out my ex-wife, Nokea, had been having sex with another man. And even though we weren't married anymore, I could have killed her that day. To hell with my thoughts of marrying her again. Never would I do that shit again because she had lied to me for many months. It was over and I was not a forgiving man. I was free to be who I wanted to be. Free to fuck anybody I wanted to and free of the love that I tried to convince myself, over and over again, that I didn't want anymore.

Sylvia knocked me out of my thoughts when she pushed me
backward. I staggered, but watched as she stepped out of the rest of her swimming suit. She backed up to me, ass first, and positioned my dick right between her legs. I could feel her heat, even before I entered.

“You're going to love this,” she said, bending over in front of me. I moved her long braids aside and began to rub her smooth back. My dick was in position to aim then shoot, but as soon as I separated her round ass cheeks, Sylvia caught me off guard.

“Oh. My. God,” she cried out and rose up a bit. “I…I remember where I know you from.”

I pulled her back toward me. “Fuck! Tell me later. I'm not interested in knowing that right now.”

She jumped away from me as if I were contagious. “Jonathan Taylor,” she said, snapping her finger. “You know him, don't you?”

It took a few seconds, but hell, yes, I knew John-John. He was a close lawyer friend of mine. “Yes, I know him. He was married to Dana for years and—”

I turned around and let out a deep sigh. My dick deflated when I remembered Sylvia was his secretary, whom he had fallen in love with. “Damn,” I said, turning to face her. “I remember now. I came to the office to see him a few times and you were there.”

She smiled, but looked embarrassed. “Yep, that would've been me. I remember you too. My coworkers and I couldn't stop talking about you that day.”

“Well, that's too bad,” I said with another sigh.

I was damn sure disappointed that we had to pack it up, but I couldn't even see myself getting down with a woman who had truly meant something to one of my partners. I swiped my trunks from the floor and handed Sylvia her swimming suit. She sighed too.

“I am so mad right now,” she said. “A little embarrassed too, and I hope you don't think—”

“Doesn't matter what I'm thinking right now, but you'd better hurry up and get out of this bathroom before I say to hell with Jonathan. Besides, I need a cold shower right now. I doubt that you want to be in here with me.”

Sylvia covered herself with one of the towels and then put her swimming suit back on. She kissed my cheek, before leaving the bathroom and closing the door behind her. Yeah, I was pissed, but hopefully the cold shower would do me some good. I put it on full blast and then stepped inside to wash myself. I lathered my entire body and closed my eyes in thought. As I had done many times before, I visualized that motherfucker touching Nokea's body. I could see him sucking her breasts and going in and out of her pussy as if it belonged to him. I wanted details; details that she wouldn't give me. Details that she said were none of my business anymore. I was left to assume a lot. Was he capable of making her come, and what did she say to him in the moment? I was sick to my fucking stomach about the whole thing, but she didn't care. All she did was throw up in my face all the shit I had done to her. Rightfully so, I guessed, but we both knew that taking care of our children was the priority. Nothing else mattered anymore, and if we were to ever have a future together again, it would be far into the future because there was no getting over the lies anytime soon.

My dick was still hard, so I reached down to touch it. Thought about what had happened between Sylvia and me and what a big mistake that would've been. I really didn't have a choice but to use my hand, but as I started to work myself, the bathroom door flew open. Jada stood in the doorway, but she let out a loud gasp and grabbed her chest. I rushed out of the shower and quickly tied a white towel around my waist.

“Damn, baby, are you alright?” I asked as I made my way up to
her. She held onto the doorknob and eased to the ground. Her body was shaking like she was in a convulsion-like state, and she kept choking and gagging at the same time. I assumed she was having a heart attack, so I lay her back on the floor so I could perform CPR and give her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. With all the noise, everyone rushed out of the bedroom to see what was going on.

“Oh, my,” Sylvia said, rushing over to us. “Is she going to be okay?”

“All that salt,” Prince joked, but I didn't see anything funny.

But as I was about to pump Jada's chest, her eyes popped open and she grabbed my arms. “Please, please tell me, Jaylin. Is it really that humongous? Did I really see what I think I saw with my own eyes? Are you seriously packin' like that? Really?”

I was so mad that I pushed her away from me and stood up. Some people laughed, as I walked to the bedroom and slammed the door behind me. I went into the closet and pressed my hands against the wall. I couldn't help it that thoughts of Nokea had rushed across my mind when I was in the bathroom getting ready to have sex with Sylvia. If I couldn't be with the one I loved, in a way that I wanted to be with her, then I would never show love for anyone else. I told Nokea the same thing that day, but she wasn't trying to hear it.

Nokea and I had been getting along well, especially considering that our marriage had fallen apart. I had given her the space she'd asked for, and I refused to force her to do anything she wasn't comfortable with doing. She was still trying to heal from my adulterous ways that wound up costing us big time. I understood her need to back away, and as long as we remained great parents to our children, I was good. We continued to live separately and it appeared not to be a problem for either of us. I had gotten accustomed to Nokea not being in the same
house as me, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss rolling over in the morning and seeing her beautiful face. But I'd made my bed and was willing to lay in it. That was what I told myself, until I drove to Nokea's place that day with Nanny B and the kids. I was supposed to drop the kids off and take Nanny B to the doctor for a checkup. But when I arrived at Nokea's condo, something didn't seem right. It took her about five minutes to open the door, and when she did, the look in her eyes said it all. She was nervous about something, and her slouchy clothes and disheveled hair implied that she was in the midst of getting her fuck on. The kids rushed inside to hug her, but with her eyes still locked on me, she asked why we were so early.

“Does it matter?” I asked, then stepped inside. My eyes roamed the dining room and the living room as well. Nanny B came inside too, but she remained by the door with me.

“It doesn't matter,” Nokea said. “But you're two hours early. Had I known you were coming this soon, I would have made other arrangements.”

I wasn't so sure what kind of other arrangements Nokea was talking about until I saw a tall, brown-skinned brotha with dreads come from the kitchen with no shoes on. My face fell flat, and my gaze was without a blink. Nokea and I had been getting our fuck on every now and then, and I was shocked that she had started seeing someone else. She told me that her schedule was too busy for her to be dating, and that if she did start seeing someone, she would let me know. Obviously, that wasn't the case, and she could tell by the look in my eyes that I wasn't too pleased about the brotha being there. Like always, Nokea turned to Nanny B for assistance. “Would you mind taking the kids outside on the playground for a while?”

Nanny B side-eyed the brotha on the couch who hadn't said one word, and then she told the kids to come with her. After they left, I walked by Nokea and went into the living room to introduce myself. I extended my hand to the brotha and he stood up. No smile was on his face, but a
smirk was definitely there. It was apparent that he knew who I was.