Back Home with Ray & Derrick

By mid-May, the best thing happened, Ray helped Susan find a house she could reasonably afford to pay for by herself. He said it was best to buy while the market was hot for buyers because he anticipated things getting crazy in a year or so.

He found her a house that had four bedrooms, two and one-half baths, and a nice backyard. And the best news was that it was in Riverview. That meant, she couldn’t just pop up in Lutz whenever she wanted. I was back in the house with Ray and Derrick. But Jeremy was still there. He wasn’t moving out until June. However, Jeremy and I had an understanding. Over time, he saw how Ray and I interacted. I wasn’t there to swindle Ray as they originally thought. I was there to help preserve his legacy. So, he left me alone…for the most part.

*****

It was a wonderful Sunday morning. I wasn’t planning to work and Ray was off as well. Our morning started how it normally would. Me on top looking down into his mesmerizing eyes. His hands cupped my breasts as my center swallowed every inch of him.

I had been back for a week. I was home. I was where I was supposed to be with my man loving him and sexing him. I folded into him. My lips touched his. I suckled his bottom lip and licked the top one. I sucked his tongue and then bit his chin. I was panting softly. I felt the surge of energy building up, “Uhhhhh,” I gasped and collapsed in his arms twitching.

He rolled over and took control. There it was. Those strokes. My feet were on his chest as he worked my middle. Most women dreamed of being fucked as I was. And I had it practically every morning. My legs drifted down. He laid on me. I wrapped my arms around him. Our bodies were sealed tightly as he humped.

He cussed and grunted as his essence left him and entered me. We hummed in unison. It felt wonderful. As he rolled off to my left. I turned to him. My hand rested on his chest. Briefly, we drifted off and woke up fifteen minutes later when the alarm sounded.

We were headed to the hospital to see his mother and later, we planned a day on the river on a yacht.

****

Living in a house with three men. I didn’t mind cooking breakfast. It was usually the only meal I had to prepare. At the table, Derrick discussed his upcoming graduation which was in a few weeks. His maternal grandparents, aunts and uncles, and cousins would visit during that time.

Jeremy talked about his upcoming move to his new condo. And Ray and I talked about our plans to go away for his birthday.

After breakfast, I headed to my room. Well, the room where most of my stuff was. Ray kept insisting that I take all my things from the room and put them in his room which he considered our room but I had a reason to keep some things there. Like that morning after breakfast, meeting Derrick in the shared bathroom space and allowing him to hit it from behind as I stood in front of the mirror watching him hold my tits in his hand.

I knew the moments I had with Derrick were dwindling and I wanted to cherish as much of him as I could before he moved away.

I hated the mornings when we had to hurry but I hated the days we went without. We panted and took several deep breaths as our orgasms faded. We chuckled as he pulled from my center, “That was so fucking good.,” he commented with a huge smile.

“It was.” I hurried to clean myself. Before I stepped away, he pulled me in for a kiss. “I can’t believe in another month or so, I won’t get to meet you in the bathroom. Or go for a walk along the river.”

I touched his face, “You’ll still visit?”

“Of course,” he kissed my mouth, “and no matter who I’m with, she’ll have to understand this.”

I nodded and smiled. This. This thing that Derrick and I had. She would have to understand that our hearts were entwined and that we would still enjoy each other whenever we could. This was us. I stepped back and left the bathroom and later the bedroom.

********

Even though it was slightly overcast, it was still a good day to be on the water. Sundays were for resetting and preparing for the week ahead. As we sat on the deck relaxing and having a few drinks, I received a text message from Donovan, “Can’t stop thinking about you.”

Our Saturday group sex night was becoming his favorite event of the week. It started every other week and then turned into a weekly event.

The night before Donovan and Damian got to double me while Ray enjoyed a threesome with Jess and Gracie.

There we were on the sofa. Donovan lay back as my lips encircled his love stick and Damian was bringing up the rear stuffing my cunt from behind with a heavy thrust that caused my body to jolt. Damian had these huge hands that seemed to cover both of my ass cheeks as he thrust from behind.

He was having a grand time. I felt his cadence quicken. I knew he was about to erupt but he didn’t want to. He pulled out for a second and said, “Ooh wee, shit, gyal,” before pushing back into my center and stroking away. It didn’t take long after that for him to explode.

He pulled from my throbbing center and sat back on the sofa and I straddled Donovan with my wet messy pussy. He didn’t care. He liked it sloppy and wet as I rode him to perfection. He ran his fingers through the right side of my hair and we kissed.

As I replied to his message. Ray sat up and looked at me, “Tell Donovan that you’re with your man today.”

I placed my phone down and looked out at the sky which was getting grayer by the second. I looked over at Ray. He smiled, “I can tell that he has a little crush on you but, you’re my woman.”

I nodded. He summoned me with his finger and I joined him on his lounge chair and we laid back looking at the sky. The air was misty. He commented, “It looks as if it’s about to rain. Maybe we should head inside.”

“Or we can make love in the rain,” I suggested.

His eyebrow rose, “Are you sure?”

“Haven’t you ever wanted to try it?”

He chuckled, “I’ve done it before.”

“But, not with me,” I said as I lifted my dress, and then I pulled out his cock and sat on it.

The rain fell softly at first and it felt romantic. Sweet strokes as I looked into his eyes. Our clothes began to dampen and our hair as well. We were smiling and giggling. It was like a scene from a love story but then it came down in stinging pelts.

We laughed as we retreated inside. With our clothes still wet, he filled my center as we sat on a leather chair.

He made me stop humping. We sat motionless. He held my face and we looked into each other’s eyes. This form of tantric sex was designed to increase the intensity of your orgasm by waiting as long as you could before succumbing to the pleasure.

On the days Ray would make me wait to cum, my whole body felt like little needles were poking my skin. Like my head was going to explode but then when he’d start his stroke, my body would quake and my pussy would be sloppy wet like a river overflowing its banks. My eyes would water. It would feel like I was floating and falling all at once.

“That’s it, that’s it, cum for me babe,” he whispered sweetly to me. It was done.

**********

By the end of May, I was preparing for my cousin’s baby shower. As I was walking through the store buying decorations, I received a call, “Hi, is this Ms. Ashanti Blair?” she asked with a professional voice.

“Yes, this is she,” I replied wondering who the hell was contacting me sounding like a bill collector.

“My name is Rachel Mooneyham and I’m calling from the fraud investigation department of your bank.”

At first, I was thinking it was a scam but the more she spoke, the more concerned I became. I won’t lie, since I had been with Raymond and didn’t have to concern myself with paying bills like I once had, I had become lax about checking my account daily.

I had not checked it in weeks. My car payment was automatic and so was my car insurance. I didn’t have any other bills. Ray took care of me.

When she said that there were several checks written from my account totaling more than five thousand dollars, I almost shit a brick. They became suspicious because the checks were out of sequence and they noticed I didn’t use checks often and the signature on the checks didn’t match the one I had on file.

I was happy that they put the money back in my account. The issue was tracing it back to the person that wrote the checks.

They traced the money back to an account in the name of Marie Mathison. I had no idea who that was. I went home and told Ray about it.

“Maybe you can just move your money to my bank and I can add you to my account.”

I hesitated. He shook his head, “I know you want to be all independent and prove to everyone that you have your own money but we have nothing to prove to anyone.”

“Can I think about it?”

“Sure.” He kissed the top of my head, “Marie Mathison,” he repeated as if he said it enough times it would trigger something. He shrugged, “Are you sure you didn’t leave your purse somewhere, and maybe a customer got ahold of your checkbook?”

The only thing I could recall is finding my purse by the wine cabinet one day mysteriously. But I didn’t want to bring that up because it would have implied that I thought his sister did it. I shook my head, “No, I haven’t.”

“You should destroy your checkbook. No one writes checks anymore.”

I nodded. I didn’t use it. Maybe it was time to shred them.

******

Sunday, May 30th, we gathered at my grandmother’s house. It was all decorated with soft pink. My cousin was having a little girl. A child that would be both my sister and second cousin. My dad had conveniently disappeared as I knew he would. It was his style. It was always fun and games until it came down to doing the work and he wasn’t about that life. He was selfish. He only cared about himself which left little room for caring about others.

My cousin was in a funk but we hoped the support of relatives would cheer her up. She asked me and my grandmother not to tell anyone that she was having my father’s baby. Gladly, I agreed and so did my grandmother.

As she sat in a chair, we had specially decorated for her, I handed her the gifts one after the other. There was one marked MM. It wasn’t wrapped it was in an amazon box. “This one is from MM, no name…just MM.”

She held out her hand, “It must be the new lady in my support group for single moms. She wanted to come but couldn’t make it today. She’s visiting a sick relative.”

I took the liberty of removing the item from the box. It was a pair of baby Uggs in pure white, an embroidered blanket with the baby’s name Hailey Blair and luxury bath items.

She smiled, “Wow, she went all out. I didn’t think anyone would buy this stuff off my Amazon wish list.”

My eyes widened. I didn’t even know why a newborn baby would need a pair of Uggs. I wasn’t sure why anyone would need a pair but I digress. As I continued to hand her gifts, I couldn’t help but wonder about this woman whom Holly knew. I wanted to meet her and I planned to do so. I was going to offer to attend one of her meetings.

******

After the baby shower, I helped my grandmother clean. I heard my cousin speaking on the phone, “Yes, thanks so much Marie.”

My ears perked up.

“You didn’t have to buy all that but I thank you. Yeah. I’ll see you Tuesday night.”

I walked into the living room. “I hope you had a good time today.”

She smiled, “I did. Thank you. I appreciate you doing this.”

“Oh, no problem. So, I was thinking I could take you to your appointment on Tuesday night.”

“We meet in Tampa.”

“I know.”

“Okay.”

It was settled. I was going to meet Marie.