TYCE (18 page)

Dallas turned toward Angelique and smiled. At the same time, they both peered toward the back of the club but couldn’t see the faces of their shy admirers in the low light.

“Tell em we accept.” Dallas said not wanting to be rude.

“Yes tell em we’ll be there in a sec. And since it’s their dime, order four shots of “
Patron”
and charge em double, you keep the change for yourself sweetie.” Angelique said finishing her drink and winking at the young lady.

Angelique lead the way, cat walking across the

dance floor toward the pool tables, Dallas followed behind her making her steps keep time with the beat of the music.

“Yo nigga here they come, that shit always works!” The tall man elbowed the other man in his ribs.

The ladies arrived at the pool table flashing million dollar smiles.

“Yo wasup, how you ladies doin’ tonight? The shorter one asked holding his pool stick.

“We’re fine, thanks for the invite fellas.” Dallas said shifting her weight to one foot. “This is my girl Kim and I’m Monique.”

The two men looked at each other and grinned, “When you say your girl…do you mean
your
girl
?” The short one quizzed sexily.

Dallas smacked Angelique firmly on her ass. Angelique did a little dance to show her approval then retaliated by giving Dallas a slow passionate juicy kiss on her bronze painted lips. After 15 slow motion seconds the two divas finally

unlatched their lips and took a breather.

“I hope that answered your question but don’t get it twisted…we both
love
dick.” Angelique reassured.

The young waitress arrived with four shots and passed them out. They all clinked their glasses together and toasted to meeting new friends and

loving life.

“So I heard you guys wanna get your asses whipped in some pool huh? Dallas flirted. She walked over and grabbed two more sticks, “You don’t need to take it easy on us either.” Angelique boasted.

The two men ordered another round of tequila for the foursome as the tall one set up the table to begin the game. The party was jumping and overflowing with beautiful women however, none of them could compete with “Monique” and “Kim” who were dressed less to impress. A black see thru mini dress with solid black panty and bra hugged Dallas’s curvaceous body and red silk booty shorts with matching low cut blouse squeezed Angelique’s body like a boa constrictor. The shoes, earrings and bracelets all coordinated perfectly. Angelique rocked a slightly altered look sporting green contacts, a fake Marilyn Monroe beauty mark, and a honey brown cascading curly

weave. She looked like a Brazilian bombshell.

“Hold on Kim.” Dallas interrupted. “I don’t play with strange men. We don’t even know ya’ll names.” She said folding her arms across her chest.

“Damn, my fault ladies, I’m TJ and this is my partner Lincoln.”

Angelique extended her manicured hand with pink

and white fingertips offering it to Lincoln. He gripped her hand softly inside his rough mitt.  After Lincoln took the first shot to begin the game, TJ abruptly excused himself. Dallas watched him closely as his dark eyes moved through the crowded club. He disappeared into the bathroom for several minutes then stood at the bar inspecting every corner of the club and the people congregating there. His eyes jumped from person to person, concentrating on their faces. After his inspection was complete, he returned to the table and continued entertaining the ladies. The flirting was moving at warp speed as Angelique and Dallas traded jabs and sexual innuendos with their opponents. Two games and eight drinks later everyone was feeling loose. It was obvious who was feeling who; Lincoln clearly liked Angelique and TJ was staring at Dallas so hard his pupils were dilating.

Beginning to get a little nosey Angelique

asked, “Are you guys from LA?”

“
Naw
we from back east…where
real
niggas live.” Lincoln bragged.

“
Oh really,
so what ya’ll doin’ on the west coast with all the fake niggas?” Angelique placed her hands on her hips.

Exchanging a brief glance with TJ, Lincoln

answered, “Jus’ a lil’ business.”

Seemingly, on cue TJ left the group and headed to the restrooms. Again, he surveyed the club and then rejoined the group. He sat on the edge of the pool table and looked out into the sea of people. Dallas relocated between his open legs, blocking his view of the dance floor,

“I
hope
you’re not looking out for some jealous ex or baby mama. I’m lookin’
to
cute
too fight tonight, I’d rather save my energy for later.” She whispered with her lips next to his earlobe.  

TJ palmed her plump ass, “It’s nuthin’ like that Monique, I’m jus’ lookin’ for somebody…but it’s
definitely not
a jealous bitch and I
don’t have any kids
.”

Across from them Lincoln’s arms engulfed Angelique’s waist as they danced; his dick was as hard as a forehead and it kept head butting

her in the stomach. 

“Is your friend ok? I mean, he keeps leavin’ and lookin’ around the club. Did he lose somethin’?” Angelique looked up at him.

“Naw, we jus’ tryna mix a lil’ business with pleasure; the pleasure showed up tonight but the business didn’t. It aint nuthin’ tho; look Kim, we stayin' across town and it don’t look like we gon be workin’ tonight so-” Angelique cut him off.

“I thought you’d never ask daddy.” She said

relieved. “Monique baby lets go.” Angelique

announced interrupting her deep kiss with TJ. Dallas turned around and put her ass in his lap,

“That’s good with me, but can we jus’ hit the ladies room first?” Dallas requested girlishly.

With their bladders about to burst the ladies switched back and forth across the dance floor toward the bathrooms. Lincoln and TJ racked the pool sticks and prepared to leave the club. They were pissed that Tyce hadn’t made an appearance tonight. Biz called them earlier in the day and said one of his boys was in the barber shop today and told him Tyce would be coming out tonight but they’d been there for four hours…guess he was wrong. The night wasn’t a total loss; at least they

would get some much needed pussy as a consolation prize. The lights came on signaling the end of the party; while they waited on their one night stands to come out the restroom, they surveyed the crowd filled with the friends and family of Flash. The gold treasure chest was stuffed with cash, checks, and sympathy cards for Flash’s family. Everyone there was mourning and celebrating his life…everyone except Lincoln and TJ. They’d gotten as far away from the crowd as possible, preferring to hang out in the back. They didn’t give a wet fuck about Flash
or
his fucking family. He was a mistake, and that was all. They had to put their egos in a straight jacket to keep from grabbing the mic at the DJ stand and announcing, “WE killed his lil’ ass, and ya'll aint gonna do
shit
about it!!”

Angelique and Dallas finally emerged from the bathroom and the new couples prepared to leave and regroup in the hotel room. Once outside, the cool night air attempted to sober them up a bit before they all piled in Lincoln and TJ’s newly rented “
Maxima.”
The music was turned up, pushing the stock speakers to their limit. TJ shared the back seat with Dallas; his fingers were inside her panties making mini circles around her clit. Her soft moans were drowned out by the loud music as she began to massage her own titties through her black bra. Lincoln’s driving duties prevented him from attacking Angelique, but unlike him, her pretty hands were free to roam. She slowly unzipped his baggie jeans and grabbed his dick like a dumbbell; squeezing it gently in her small hand. He licked his lips and leaned his seat back to give her more room to work,

“
Damn girl
…you got my shit as hard as college calculus right now. I need to speed up; I can’t
wait
to get in that shit!” He confessed as he merged onto the highway.

Angelique was silent and just smiled at his honesty. She released his dick and proceeded to slowly unbutton her blouse, she went braless tonight so undressing would be easy. She took off her shirt; letting her breast come out to play and lazily lit a cigarette. With the window rolled down completely and her seat slightly laid back, she rode the rest of the way topless. Lincoln drifted into the next lane as he tried to watch the show.

“Damn nigga you aint never seen titties before!” TJ laughed behind him.

As Lincoln straightened out and accelerated toward their destination, Angelique took a long drag from her cigarette…she looked in the side mirror of the car and smiled. 15 minutes later, they pulled up to a quiet tucked away hotel in a suburban neighborhood of Santa Monica. Lincoln parked the car in the back of the hotel and turned off the ignition. He studied her body in the darkness and imagined all the nasty things he was going to do to her. It had been weeks since he had some pussy; all the pent up stress he had from working with no results was about to be relieved by her. Kim was just what he needed to get back on track.

“I’m jus’ a lil’ curious…are you planning on walking up to the room like that?” He asked gazing at her round titties.

“Like what.” Angelique answered winking at

him.

She grabbed her small purse, cell phone and opened the door. She hopped out the car and stood up letting anyone who was up at this late hour enjoy the view. Dallas got out the backseat and joined Angelique, the two shared a girlish giggle as the cool breeze made Angelique’s nipples perk up.

“What room ya’ll in?” Dallas asked looking at the men from across the roof of the car.

“We upstairs on the left, room 224.” TJ said walking around to get closer to Dallas.

Everyone walked toward the stairs together; the men purposely let the ladies go up ahead of them so they could be eye to eye with their “backyards” as they climbed the steps. This was an outside hotel only, there wasn’t a huge luxurious lobby; there door faced the parking lot and over looked the medium sized pool. The low budget room was warm and smelled like sock scented air freshener; it connected to another room to accommodate two guests. Angelique assumed this was Lincoln’s side because he’d opened the door. She looked at her new surroundings, satisfied, she headed straight for the king size bed; laying out on her back. Dallas followed her, crawled like a tiger across the flower printed comforter, and rested on top of her prey. Lincoln and TJ just stood there staring as the

two women made themselves real comfortable.

Angelique suddenly sat up on the bed, “Damn I forgot my shirt. Baby could you run down and grab it for me? I promise I won’t put it on til’ after we leave.” She flirted. “Plus I think I’m being held hostage now.” She said referring to Dallas who was straddling her.

“Yeah, I’ll be right back.” Lincoln snatched the keys as he walked out the door leaving it slightly open.

“What you standing there for baby? You need to dim these lights and bring your
fine ass
over here
! Like my girl said earlier, we
love
dick and I’m sorry but I don’t have one to give her and I
can’t
fuck
myself
.” Dallas spoke to TJ as