The Agreement: Chapter 19

Even though he missed hearing from his friend, the consolation prize was amazing. He had two amazing women to enjoy in his bed every night. Kendra lay on her back. Chima was deep inside with her right leg on his shoulder.

Ashlyn lay beside Kendra with her finger on her swollen button rubbing softly while kissing her mouth. Slowly, her hand traveled upward and cupped her right tit. She squeezed, and then eased back to her pearl and rubbed. She was happy. Chima was happy and Kendra was slowly getting over her funk.

It wasn't so hard when she had her two best friends to help her daily. Chima stroked methodically and exploded filling her yoni with a lot of jizz. Ashlyn took pleasure in easing down between her legs and sucking all of it out.

****

Before he headed to work, Mark took a chance and decided to visit Chima. He parked his vehicle next to Chima's so he knew he was at the office. Mark took a deep breath and walked to the building. He made his way to Chima's office and waited for the assistant to let him back.

Chima sat at his desk like a king. Mark nodded, "Thanks for seeing me," Mark said as he took a seat.

Chima nodded, "So, how are you?" Chima asked.

"I'm good. Good," Mark said attempting to sound convincing.

Chima opened his hands and sat back, "Then sounds like you have everything you want."

Mark sighed, "Not everything. I'd like my friend back."

"Ahhh," Chima shook his head, "you know Ashlyn and Kendra are the best of friends. Kendra was hurt by what you did and how you did it. Don't you see that Charlene did all this to stop you from being happy?"

"Come on, man. Stop. You act like Charlene is a diabolical monster. She's the mother of my children."

Chima nodded, "You know. I've learned to let people do what it is they want to do."

Mark nodded, "Is this you choosing Kendra over me?"

He shook his head, "I haven't chosen. If I had, I wouldn't have agreed to see you. But what I am doing is setting some boundaries."

"I see." He stood. "well, at least you get to enjoy Kendra all to yourself again."

Chima chuckled, "Yes. I am enjoying her. And just remember that you were the one who decided to grant me that access."

"Right. You and your wife, have fun. My wife and I will be working on rebuilding our relationship."

Chima stood and stretched out his arm. His hand hung in the air. Mark's hand touched his. They hugged, "Take care man, we can meet up for drinks soon."

"Alright. Thanks."

After Mark left, Chima sat down and reviewed his schedule. His cell phone sounded. He picked it up and saw the sexy message, "I miss you. Thinking about fucking you so good tonight."

"You didn't get enough this morning?"

"You know I want it all the time."

"Um, my lil freak. I love it."

"Meet me tonight. I want to spoil you. Just the two of us. I'll send you the address."

****

It was 4:00 p.m. when Chima arrived at the beachfront condominium. He parked. He walked casually to the door and knocked. The door opened and a young woman dressed in a uniform, "My name is April. You must be the guest of honor. Your hostess has a wonderful evening planned for you," she said as she took his hand and guided him through the door.

Another worker handed him a drink. He sipped as he looked around the living room. Chima stared at the two pretty young women. After he finished the drink, one took the glass from him. The other said, "Your hostess will be here any moment."

The other woman placed a blindfold over his eyes, "This is getting freaky. Kendra knows how much I love freaky."

They giggled as they removed his clothes and then guided him to a chair and handcuffed him. He was getting more excited as the seconds ticked away. He heard the sexy R&B music. Then he smelled the aroma of the candles.

They rubbed his body down with oil. He wasn't sure about the unknown women caressing his naked body with oil, but he figured it was just like getting a massage. After five minutes, they stood and said in unison, "Your hostess has arrived."

He smiled. Her hands caressed his slick body. Her hand went down the front of his chest, down his ripped abs, and later on his stiff member.

"Um, that feels nice," he said.

She placed her mouth over most of his cock and sucked until she felt a drizzle of precum. She stood up and swung her left leg over him and later placed his tip at her entrance and eased down savoring every inch.

Even though she felt nice on his cock, he felt something different. "Kendra?"

She didn't say anything. She continued to ride him nice and slow. When he leaned in to suck her nipple, he realized her breasts were modest. "Who the fuck are you?" he questioned.

"Don't you want to cum first, Papi?" she asked with her sexy accent.

"Go ahead and remove the blindfold, Yulisa," a man's voice sounded.

She rode him a little longer and when he exploded, she peeled off the blindfold. His brown eyes met hers. She smiled, "Um gracias por todo." She stood and walked over to Coen. He handed her a stack of cash.

"Thanks, I'll be in touch if I need you," he said.

"This was my absolute pleasure. His cock didn't disappoint."

He watched her exit the house. Coen pulled up a chair and sat right in front of him. Chima squirmed in his seat. His cock was covered in intermingled juices.

"What the fuck is this? And can I get my fucking clothes?"

"This is us agreeing."

"Agreement?"

"You're in no position to argue. Now, I recorded you with Yulissa. I'm sure Ashlyn and Kendra would be very upset to view such a recording of a man they care about fucking some random."

"I thought she was Kendra. You set me up."

"Right. I did. But considering the alternative, this isn't so bad. Besides, you're no saint. How do you think Kendra would feel if she knew you were throwing away letters from her child's father?"

Chima gulped, "You don't know shit."

"Who do you think delivered the letters and all the packages? Those were from Jon."

He sighed, "What do you want?"

"Jon wants me to convince Kendra to move to London so he can be with her and the baby."

Chima shook his head in despair, "I can't let you take her away."

"I don't want to leave The States."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want Kendra. And I'm even willing to share. The four of us can continue as you were doing before with Mark. All you must do is convince Kendra to date me. The four of us can be great friends."

Chima gulped, "And what about Jon?"

"I've taken care of Jon."

"You killed him?"

Coen laughed, "Would it bother you if I did?"

Chima remained quiet. Coen smirked, "I didn't kill him. I just made sure that the German authorities were aware of some crimes he committed. He's got enough legal problems to keep him behind bars for years. So, you see, my handsome strapping friend. You and I can have everything we want," he said staring at Chima's love stick.

*****

The sun was just setting when Chima pulled up and parked in the driveway. He sat in his car for a moment. He dropped his face into his hands for a moment. He sat back, looked at himself in the rearview mirror, and took a deep breath before exiting the vehicle.

Chima was already spent. He would have no energy for his pretty women that night. He went inside, took a shower, ate dinner, and went right to bed.

Ashlyn and Kendra enjoyed a night together in the guest bedroom.

****

After sleeping on it, Chima woke up feeling like he knew what he had to do. He was in the bathroom getting ready for his day when Ashlyn entered, "You were really tired last night. Kendra and I missed you."

As he groomed himself, he nodded, "Yeah. I had a long day."

His cell phone chimed. Ashlyn chuckled, "You and Kendra still playing your games?"

He looked at his phone, "It's a message from Mark."

"Mark?"

"Yes. He is still my friend."

"Hmm."

He sighed, "Also, I blocked that number. Turns out it was some weirdo."

Her eyes widened, "Wow, people really are crazy." She placed her hand on his chest, "you are one sexy ass man. I don't blame women for throwing themselves at you. Just remember that you're my sexy man."

He smiled, "I will never forget."

She was about to leave but he stopped her with a question, "What do you think about Kendra dating that Coen guy?"

She stared at him like he had seven eyes all blinking at different intervals, "I thought you didn't like Coen."

He shrugged, "I talked to him briefly. He seems okay. He likes Kendra and he is fond of Behati."

She nodded, "He's coming by today to do some pictures of the girls together. I think Coen is a sweetheart. He's handsome. Those eyes."

"Eh, hem."

"I was just saying. He's nice looking."

"Yeah. Yeah."

She chuckled, "I'll mention it to her. But you don't think it's too soon. She still has a thing for Mark."

"Yeah, but Mark has his nose wide open and he's not available. She may as well move on."

Ashlyn nodded, "I agree. You should talk to her before you leave today."

*****

He found her downstairs in the guest suite. She was in the shower. She saw him through the glass getting undressed. She invited him with open arms. They gazed upon each other sweetly, "I missed you last night."

"I know. I missed you too." He touched her belly, "My son."

"Or daughter."

He smiled, "Yes, or daughter."

She turned and leaned over. He pressed his way inside. She was so moist. Every stroke was delightful. They hummed and panted as the water cascaded down their bodies. He watched as his rod slid back and forth and he enjoyed the sound of her voice reverberating in the shower.

Her sounds crescendoed. He knew she was getting close. He pulled her up. His hand touched below. He felt her walls tightening. He hummed as his cock unloaded.

After getting dressed, they were in the bedroom talking when Chima mentioned they were having a get-together at a fancy rooftop restaurant for couples. Kendra nodded, "I can watch Simone."

"I want you to come," he replied.

She sighed, "I don't have a partner. Unless you plan on introducing me as your official mistress," she joked.

He chuckled, "I was thinking you could ask your friend, Coen."

She made a face, "Coen. The same Coen you hate."

"Hate?"

"Yes. I specifically remember you and Mark having some opinions about Coen hanging out at my place and around the baby."

He shrugged, "He likes you. You find him attractive, don't you?"

She chuckled, "He's handsome. It's just."

"What?"

"Do you think Mark is serious about staying with his wife?"

He sighed, "It appears that he is serious about making things work with her."

Her face was saddened. He reached for her hands, "Stop worrying about Mark. He's my friend but he made a choice. Now, it's time for you to live your life."

She nodded, "I suppose I can ask him, but do you think he's going to want to be involved with me? I'm pregnant again. Mark was fine with this. He was already a dad. Coen doesn't have kids. This would be a lot for him to accept."

"He liked you before when you were pregnant. I don't see why this time it would be any different."

"Speaking of this baby."

"What?"

"We must tell Ashlyn that this baby is yours. She thinks it's Mark's baby."

"You're right. We'll tell her tonight."

****

The room was set up with a pristine white rug on the floor. Simone wore blue jeans and a yellow top. Behati wore a yellow dress. Coen took plenty of pictures of the girls together and separately. When he was done, Ashlyn put the girls down for a nap.

Kendra sat out on the patio with Coen, "Thanks for everything, Coen. Ashlyn and I appreciate it."

"It was my pleasure. I had fun. Only got puked on twice. That's a win."

She laughed. They shared a sweet look. He could tell something was brewing in her mind and finally, she said, "There's this thing. It's for couples. Chima and Ashlyn asked if I wanted to go but I—"

"Yes. I'll go with you. I mean, you were asking me?"

She chuckled, "Yes. I was. Thank you."

They sat talking about visiting South Africa. Kendra mentioned that her grandfather was living in Cape Town. Her grandmother lived in Johannesburg. Her grandparents were never married because they were of different races. Her mom was known in their town as a distant cousin to her grandmother. Because her mother was born with fair skin and hazel eyes, people would have questioned her existence and how she came to be.

Coen sighed. He knew the issues regarding race all too well. He liked to think of himself as more progressive. He didn't participate in behavior that oppressed others and often spoke out against those evils.

After a few hours of hanging out, Kendra informed him that she was pregnant. He nodded, "Is the baby Mark's?"

"Not exactly."

"Chima's baby."

She nodded, "I understand if this changes—"

"No. It's fine. I knew the four of you were close. I even asked you before."

She chuckled as she remembered how she politely asked him to mind his business. "Yes. You did."

"I'm fine with everything. As long as we can all get along."

She nodded, "I'm sure we will."