Surprise, Surprise

The sound of roosters crowing had started. Martha’s eyes popped open. It was almost time to start her morning chores. She looked to her right where Dave lay wearing nothing. She smiled and eased closer to him.

She was six years older than Dave. A heavy-set woman with soft brown eyes and fair skin. Her hand found his shaft and massaged until it grew.

Soon her mouth covered him. She was an eager beaver. Her skills were impeccable. She made him holler from how she deep-throated and gargled on his rod taking every inch of him as her lips brushed his pubes. He hit the bed and begged her to just ride it. He couldn’t take it anymore. He wasn’t prepared for a morning workout like Martha was accustomed to receiving. He hadn’t taken his Viagra to give him a little extra staying power.

She granted his request, tossing her chubby leg over his body. She devoured every inch of him into her wet paradise. She grunted and panted as she rode him hard and angrily. “I’m about to cum!!!” he exclaimed.

She rode him even harder nearly bucking on him like she was riding a mechanical bull at high speed. He cried out once more and she began to squeal, “Yes, yes, yes!!”

It was done. She rolled off of him and left the bed. He was still lying on the disheveled bed sheets panting attempting to catch his breath.

The shower sounded. He cleared his throat and sat up. He was about to join Martha in the bathroom, but his cell phone rang. He huffed as he saw Rhonda’s name, “This fucking girl,” he fussed. He answered, “Yes.”

“I’ve been calling you,” she said angrily.

“Yes. I know.”

“Where are you?”

“Look the only woman that can question me is my wife and even she doesn’t do that.”

Rhonda sucked her teeth, “Babe, we have to talk.”

“There’s nothing to talk about. Get the abortion or I’m done with you.”

She pretended to cry as she spoke, “Baby, come on. I really care about you. You were my first. Remember?”

“Yeah, you say I was your first, but, huh, you lie about so much.”

“I haven’t lied to you. I got pregnant by accident. I wasn’t trying to trap you.”

“That’s what you say. Look, I have to go,” Dave heard the water stopping in the main bathroom, “Bye.” The call ended. Dave put his phone on silent and headed into the bathroom for a shower.

Later that morning, he sat at the kitchen table as the light from the window over the sink poured in kissing his dark skin. Martha stood by the stove preparing his breakfast. The kitchen was filled with the delicious flavors of creamy grits, potatoes with sausage, scrambled eggs with onions and peppers, homemade biscuits, and of course, a fresh pot of coffee.

Martha had been the latest addition to Dave’s shenanigans. They had been seeing each other for about eight months. He met her at a truck stop one morning before he headed home to his wife. He noticed her gaze. He always had a thing for light-skin women. It didn’t matter that she was a little fluffy. He loved thicker women.

Martha placed a plate of food in front of him and kissed his cheek, “Here you go baby,” she said sweetly. She joined him at the table. “How long are you in town for?” she asked as she bit into a biscuit.

“Just until Tuesday.”

“Will I get to see you again before you head out?”

Of course, honey, you know I always make time for you.” He did. Whenever he would ride back from a long trip, Martha was his first stop before heading home to see Jordan. “I’ll be back Monday night.”

Her dimples sank into her cheeks. She continued to enjoy her breakfast with her new boo-thang.

As Dave enjoyed the rest of his meal, he felt his phone vibrate. He looked at it and saw a text from Rhonda. He opened it. It was a picture of her outside of Jordan’s workplace and another picture of Jordan stepping out of her car. “If you don’t come to see me right now, I’m telling your wife everything, try Jesus, not me.”

Dave’s neck got hot. He cleared his throat. Martha looked with concern, “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah baby, I have to run and check on some stuff.” He reached inside of his pocket and dropped a few hundred-dollar bills. “I’ll see you later,” he said as he kissed her and left shortly after.

*****

As Dave drove, he cussed up a storm. How the fuck did I let myself get caught up with this immature ass girl, he thought?

One night drunk in a club in Buck Head, Georgia, Rhonda walked in dressed with her tatas on display. She had this pretty high yellow skin which was his weakness. Rhonda flirted heavily with him. He spent money on drinks for her and her friends.

Later that night, they ended up in a hotel room. He had explored her body not knowing a very important detail. The next morning when he woke up, he happened to see her school ID in her purse. He almost shit a brick.

He nudged her, “Lil girl, what the hell were you doing in the club last night?” he asked angrily.

She still had sleep in her voice as she sat up, “They always let me in there.”

“You’re underage!”

She sucked her teeth, “I’ll be eighteen in a few months,” she said as she laid back down.

“You have to leave.”

She sat up and started crying, “Please don’t. I won’t tell anybody. It can be our little secret.”

Dave was at a loss. He knew he could get in trouble. He ended up helping her get her own place when she turned eighteen. And every time he visited her city, that’s where he stayed overnight.

He called her phone, “What the hell you up to now?”

“Relax, I’m not at your wife’s job. I’m at my sister’s. Come see me.”

Reluctantly, Dave asked for the address and headed over. He knew he had to figure out how to deal with Rhonda. The issue wasn’t going away.

He pulled up to the apartment complex and parked in the visitor spot. He looked up at the third floor and saw her standing at the top as he walked toward the stairs. She was all smiles as she held a sleeping child in her arms.

Dave was slightly winded after climbing all the flights of stairs. He looked at the baby and suddenly realized that that was going to be his reality in about seven months.

She greeted him, “Hey babe, come inside.” She led him through the door. “I’m going to go put him down, I’ll be right back,” she said before walking to another room. The door opened, and she went inside where her other nephew was still resting.

She went back to the living room and sat on the sofa, “Come sit next to me,” she said sweetly as if she had not just menaced him earlier in the day. He huffed and sat next to her. “I wasn’t going to tell your wife. I was just trying to get your attention.”

“Don’t play like that. I told you that my wife is not to be disrespected.”

“Okay Daddy,” she said as he climbed on top of him, “I missed you,” she added in a little girl voice.

He hated that she was turning him on. He felt his cock swell. She smiled when she felt it pushing against her pussy. “Take it out,” she insisted.

He undid his pants and revealed his fatty standing at attention. She eased her panties to the side under the loose shorts she wore and invited him inside. Her hips rocked and he began to moan. His was the only cock she had ever known. She was in love with Dave. That’s why she got pregnant on purpose. He knew he wasn’t really happy at home; how could he be if he was cheating on his wife? All he needed was a reason to leave Jordan. She figured a baby would convince him.

After they enjoyed a moment, they sat talking, “You have this baby and I’ll help you out with what I can, but you don’t ever go near my wife.”

She nearly exploded with joy as she hugged him, “I promise. I won’t say anything. I love you.”

He sat back and nodded. The door opened, and in walked Rhonda’s sister. “Hey sis,” said Rhonda as her sister walked in with a few bags and some folders. She had just finished some paperwork for her new job at the hospital and stopped for groceries.

“Hello,” she greeted them. She had met Dave once before. He waved at her and smiled. She was very attractive with skin as fair as Rhonda’s with long wavy black hair. They had similar features but the sister was more classic and reserved whereas Rhonda was wild.

“How’ve you been Dave?” she asked.

“Good. And you?”

“I’m doing pretty good.”

Dave stood to his feet, “I have to get going. You ladies enjoy the rest of your day.”

*****

At work, Jordan had just finished a meeting with her team. She headed to her office where she found Rodrigo sitting in her chair. She eyed, “Um, excuse me?”

He stood and pulled out her chair, “Here you are.”

She huffed as she strutted to her desk, “What can I help you with?”

He looked into her pretty brown eyes, “I have something to tell you about your little—”

“Um, there’s nothing little about Montell.”

He rolled his eyes, “I was just saying, you shouldn’t trust him. We would be together if he hadn’t interfered. I bet he hasn’t told you what he did.”

“You mean sending Stephanie that email which caused her to drop in on us in South Carolina?”

“You know?”

She nodded and took her seat, “He told me. Of course, it was a little petty, but she wouldn’t have shown up if you had already broken up with her. And if you wanted me, you would have chosen me. And you didn’t,” Jordan smiled and then sipped from a tumbler.

He gulped, “I didn’t know what to do at that moment.”

“It’s fine Rodrigo. There’s no need to keep rehashing this.”

“It’s not fair. He cheated to win you.”

Jordan stood, “Look, do you think for one second that Montell would have tossed me into the streets without any regard for my safety? You fucking drove me to South Carolina and then sent me out of your house into the fucking streets in the rain. You had no idea how I was going to get home. So excuse me for not feeling all sympathetic. You did exactly what the fuck you wanted to do.”

He nodded, “Fine Jordan,” he turned to leave before he got to the door, “he’s going to hurt you.”

“Can’t be no worse than what you already did.”

He left and closed her door. Her cellphone sounded. She saw Dave’s picture. She answered, “Hello.”

“Hey baby, I know I said I was coming home Saturday, but got held up with a load. I’m not going to make it back.”

“Oh,” she said with concern, “you know I’m going out of town next week for five days.”

“Yeah, I know and I’m so sorry I won’t see you before you head out.”

“Well, okay. I guess you have to do what you have to do.”

“I’ll talk to you later,” he said and the phone went silent.

Part of her was concerned but the other part was filled with glee. She quickly sent Montell a message that she was all his for the rest of the week up until their trip.

******

After work, Montell went to have a few drinks with his buddy Mike. As they sat laughing and joking, his eye caught a view of someone very familiar. Their eyes connected. He was about to look away but she waved and began her approach, “Awe shit.”

Mike made a face, “What’s wrong, man?”

“Hi, wow Montell. I’ve been calling you. It’s crazy to see you here.”

Mike saw the pretty young woman. He remembered her. The one that had his friend sad for months after their breakup. “Kass.”

She hugged him, “Mike. You’re still looking good.”

He smiled, “You too.” Mike stood, “I’ma go to the, yeah—” he stepped away.

Montell glared at him as he left him stranded with Kassy looking into his eyes. She leaned in and hugged him, “Nice to see you.”

He nodded, “So what are you doing here?” he asked uncomfortably.

“I’m here now,” she replied smiling hoping it would generate some enthusiasm.

He blew out a puff of air, “Interesting. So your husband moved his company here or—”

“Oh,” she showed her left hand. There wasn’t a ring, “we’re divorced. Today makes five months.”

“Didn’t y'all just have another kid?”

“Yes. Well, he’s almost a year. My sister moved up from Georgia to help me. She’s about to have a baby too.”

Montell’s eyes widened, “Oh yeah.”

He pulled out her phone, “This is little Jeremiah.”

Montell smiled, “He’s handsome.”

She swiped, “And this is Micah.”

Montell’s eyes were glued to the picture. It was as if he was staring at a younger version of himself. He shook his head, “Wait how old is—”

“He’s three.”

Montell nodded. He felt his temples thump.

“He’s your son. I was pregnant when we broke up. I, I didn’t know how to tell you but—”

“Kassy what the fuck?”

“Can we go somewhere private to talk?”

“Let’s go," he said angrily and marched out of the bar. She followed him to his car. They stood by his vehicle and spoke, “So what is this all about?”

“He’s your son. I just thought you should know.”

He scoffed, “And you didn’t think three years ago, this would have been good information,” he ran his hand over the top of his head, “Damn girl, why did you do this Kassy?”

She shrugged, “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry. Really. Sorry? I swear some of you women talk about men but y’all be on some bullshit too.”

She sighed.

“So what happened? Did your man get tired of fathering another man’s kid?”

She didn’t respond. He pointed at her, “You didn’t tell him. He didn’t know you were pregnant. You let the dude think it was his baby. How did he find out?”

“DNA test.”

“Wow. Just fucking wow.”

“Are you seeing someone?”

Montell huffed, “I am. I am seriously involved with a woman. I’m in love. And now you pop up here with this.”

“So, you don’t want to be in your son’s life?”

He scoffed, “Don’t pull this shit on me. Girl, you know your ass ain’t never had to work or want for anything when you were with me. I’m going to take care of what’s mine. I’ll be in touch with you later.”

Montell got in his car and drove off. Mike called him, “Man where you at?”

“Fuck man, my bad. I completely forgot I was there with you.”

“No worries, man, what happened? What did she want.”

“She was pregnant when we broke up.”

“No fucking way. You got a kid?”

“It seems that way.”

“Damn dude. And you and Jordan have been going at it pretty heavy.”

His head started to pound. He realized that he was under the impression that he couldn’t make babies. He had been letting his seed flow inside of Jordan for months. “Man, I’ll hit you up later.”

The call ended as Montell raced home.

******

Kassy called her sister and told her that she had seen Montell at the bar where she was having drinks. They spoke briefly before Kassy got home. When she arrived at her apartment. The door opened and Micah jumped into her arms, “I miss daddy,” he said.

She rubbed the top of his head and kissed him, “I know baby.”

Her sister shook her head, “So, you never told me what he said?”

“He was upset of course.”

Rhonda shook her head, “I don’t know why you didn’t just stay with Montell in the first place. He was the better choice.”

Kassy knew her sister was right. She picked her husband over Montell because it seemed like he was going places. He had money, and a business, and he spoiled Kassy with jewels and trips. The only issue was, that he was possessive and once they got married, he stayed busy. Kassy was left to care for two children by herself.

Montell was attentive. He wasn’t rich and he didn’t believe in spending money on frivolous things before making sure bills were paid and his savings were good. He was disciplined at the time they were dating but she never had to pay a bill when they were together.

Kassy set Micah down, “Go play with your brother.”

Micah ran over to where Jerimiah sat on a cushion on the floor and played with toys.

Kassy went into the kitchen. Her sister joined her, “If I can get Dave back. I’m sure Montell will eventually be okay. Plus, he’d take care of Jerimiah like his own.”

Rhonda was right. Montell was that kind of man. He was serious about taking care of those he loved. He would have seen Jerimiah as his son and no one would have known the difference.

Kassy sighed, “He’s seeing someone.”

“Who?”

“I don’t know Ro. Geesh, he didn’t divulge all of his business to me.”

She sucked her teeth, “Girl, you gotta be like the FBI when it comes to these men. Ain’t nothing Dave got going on I can’t find out. I know about his two older kids, and this other old heifer he be creeping with out in Davidson County.”

How did you find all that out?” she asked

“It was easy. I figured out the passcode to his phone…his birthdate. And from there, I checked his messages and pictures. I found out his wife’s name. I saw pictures of them together at a company function, I know where she works. I took a picture of his driver’s license, so I know where they live. And I even got a copy of his social security card and a few strands of his hair just in case he tries to pull some bullshit when this baby is born.”

“Damn.” She chuckled. “I just wanna know whom Montell is dating. See what my competition is.”

“Girl, I’m sure she ain’t nothing. What’s his Instagram?”

“He doesn’t have any pictures of any women on his Instagram. I already checked.”

She put her finger on her chin, “He gotta woman and don’t post her…sound like it can’t be that serious.”

“Montell was never like that anyway. He doesn’t post all his business on social media which means this woman must be pretty special.”

“Or that heifer could be butt ugly.”

They laughed.

"Is Dave's wife ugly?"

Rhonda sighed, "I mean she alright. But she's old. Like in her forties. Dave wants a nice young woman." She fluffed her hair, "This heifer Montell seeing probably got a five head, three backs and nappy-headed.”

“Girl. Stop.”

“You know I’m telling the truth.”

They laughed.

*****

As Jordan headed to see her man, she felt a little light-headed. After her interaction with Rodrigo earlier, she felt ill. She wondered if maybe she was too harsh on him and her body was reacting to the negative energy.

She pulled over, opened the car door, and spewed out the sweet tea she had drank before she started driving, “Uh shit,” she commented as she searched her glove compartment for napkins. She found a few and wiped her mouth. She took a swig of water from a water bottle she had in the cup holder and rinsed her mouth and later chewed on some gum.

She rolled down the windows and allowed the fresh air to touch her skin as she drove. She felt a little better by the time she arrived at Montell’s house.

She parked her car next to his and headed inside from the garage. She saw Montell looking casual in a pair of gray sweats and a muscle tank, “Hey babe,” she greeted him. He approached her and placed a kiss on her lips.

“Every good? You hungry?”

“I’m good. I can’t eat. My stomach has been weird all day. I swear that damn Rodrigo got on my last nerve today."

Montell suddenly felt nervous, “You mean like nervous energy or nauseous?”

She sighed, “Nauseous.” I had to pull over and throw up. I feel a little better now. Maybe I can have a glass of wine to relax.”

“Or maybe, a class of sprite or club soda to settle your stomach,” he insisted.

She made a face and walked over to the wine refrigerator, “No. I’m going to get some wine. After the day I’ve had. First Rodrigo, then Dave acting all weird.”

He watched nervously as she poured the white wine into a flute. Her hand lifted, the rim touched her lips, and she sipped, “Um, that’s so good,” she said as she took off her sandals and headed to the living room and sat.

He joined her on the sofa. She had a familiar look in her eye. One he loved after she had a glass of wine. She grinned, “I just want you to fuck me so good that I don’t even remember anything that happened today.”

He smiled before licking his pretty lips, “I can do that. I just—”

She was already taking off her shirt and peeling off her pants. She wore nothing but a black G-string. She sat on the sofa patting her kitty, “Come kiss it,” she said sweetly.

He stood and attempted to walk away. She grabbed him, “Where are you going? I want it right here and later over there.”

“I was going to get a condom.”

She made a face, “For what?”

“You know just in case.”

“Montell, stop playing around. Fuck me, baby.”

He nodded. She looked delicious sitting on his sofa with her full breasts sitting nicely. They had been together for several months and she hadn’t gotten pregnant, maybe she was already menopausal, he thought.

He spread her legs and kissed her crotch before rubbing it, later kissing her inner thighs. She moved the fabric to the side revealing her rose petals. She watched as he feasted. The room filled with her soft moans and the sounds of her juices being lapped up. “Uh fuck,” she said sweetly as her right leg shook.

She turned and tooted her ass in the air. He rubbed and later slapped both sides. She smiled, “Again babe,” she insisted.

He slapped her ass cheeks again and again to her liking. He was rock hard and ready to dip into her pool. He pulled off his jogging pants and pressed his way inside and watched her throw it back swallowing his shaft.

When he saw her nectar cover his rod, he pulled her legs out and kneeled behind her pushing his cock inside holding onto the G-string as he rode her hard. She cried out, “Oh god, baby, fuck Montell!”

“Uh-uh, this what you asked for, right?”

“Yes.”

He continued to ride her hard no matter how much she squealed and shook. After a few more strokes, he slowly lowered kissing her neck and shoulder, “I love you, Jordan.”

“I love you too.”

“I’m about to cum, babe.”

“Cum, baby, cum. Please, cum.”

He grunted and spilled inside of her, panting and moaning, “ah, shit, mmmm, mmm, mmm, you’re something else.”

She smiled and looked back at him, “But you love it, right?”

“You know I do,” he said as he pulled out.