Chương 6: Chapter six
Nigel paced the floor of his room as his two friends sat on the bed and listened to him rant. He still had not heard from Miriam and it was an hour before Amy's performance. Gio stood, "We came here to spend time with Amy and your mother, let's focus on that."
Nigel grunted, "Why the fuck did she even come? We could have left her. I hate this shit!"
"Tranquilo, amigo," said Emilio.
Nigel's cell phone sounded, "It's her," he said before he answered, "M, where—"
"Love, please don't be angry. I met up with some old friends and they invited me to a premiere for their new movie in LA at a film festival."
Nigel's head looked as if it were going to explode. He took a few deep breaths. It was silent as he listened to her go on and on about the two Nigerian guys she was with. When she finally paused, he took another breath, "And what about our daughter's dance recital?"
She was silent. He scoffed, "You know what M, have yourself a fucking great time."
"You aren't upset, are you?"
He ended the call and almost threw his cell phone but he paused. He chuckled twice. Gio placed his hands on Nigel's shoulders, "It's okay. I mean it's not but you know Miriam is not about this kind of life. She likes to be out and about the town."
"And what am I supposed to do with that information?"
Gio shrugged, "You can either accept it or not."
Nigel nodded. He took a few more breaths. There was a knock at the door. Sarah's voice sounded, "You guys have to come to see our little princess."
This immediately put a smile on his face. He hurried to the door and opened it. He saw Amy with her hair pulled up in a bun with all of her baby hairs swirling the front of her head, "You look so precious," he said to her.
Gio and Emilio agreed. She smiled; pleased with the compliments she said, "Auntie Nyla did my hair and makeup." Her face beamed with pride.
"She did an excellent job," replied Nigel as they exited his room. Nyla was standing in the hall along with Sarah. Nigel smiled at Nyla, "Thank you so much."
"No problem. It was my pleasure."
"It's time for us to get going. Emily and Adrienne will ride with me and Amy, you can drive the rest," said Sarah.
"I want my dad to drive me," Amy protested.
Sarah hesitated, "I suppose if Gio doesn't mind driving Nigel's car, I can ride with you all so Amy can have her wish."
Gio smiled, "Of course. I'd love to."
"Thanks, Uncle Gio."
The dance studio wasn't far only a few miles from the area. As Nigel drove with Emily sitting on the passenger side and the girls in the back, he remained quiet. His mind kept trying to conceive of why Miriam would just take off when they were about to do something so important.
Emily could sense his energy was off. She attempted to make a joke to which Nigel didn't respond. "I guess I better work on my comedic skills," she commented.
His head turned to her, "What was that?"
"I was just trying to lighten the mood a bit. You're not feeling up to it."
"I'm sorry Emily."
"It's all right. I get it. You're upset and rightfully so."
Nigel sighed. He and Emily had been together before he moved off to attend college. She dreamed that Nigel would return and marry her but she later found that Nigel had become smitten with Miriam who was quite the looker.
Emily was modest and didn't have the glam or glitz that Miriam possessed. Many often thought of her as the girl that guys had as a friend and nothing more.
"I'm trying to not think about any of it," he said exhausted from running different scenarios in his mind.
"Our minds tend to focus on the negative even when we have so many beautiful things around us to appreciate. You have your mother, your beautiful daughter, friends ... I'm still your friend, Nigel," she reassured him with her sweet eyes.
He smiled, "You're right. I'm going to enjoy this night and leave tomorrow's woes for another time."
"That's the spirit," smiled Emily.
The show was adorable. A company of young women of different age groups took to the stage to wow their onlookers with their best efforts. As Nigel sat watching his daughter, he was in awe. He had to contain his emotions but she did have star quality.
He indulged in her performance and realized that he did have something beautiful. His daughter and new talent for his label. He stood and clapped enthusiastically when the show ended.
They took the girls out to eat and later Sarah offered to take the girls to her house so the grownups could go over to Emily's place for drinks. After all, the day was still young and there was a lot of partying to be done.
Emily lived in her sister's home. Her sister was a pilot and stayed gone often. Her husband worked in politics and stayed busy. They offered Emily to stay with them so she could help out with Adrienne, which she loved doing.
They were in the sitting room listening to Nyla's two songs that were completed from Nigel's phone.
Emily was amazed, "I knew this girl had to be something when she told me that you signed her."
"She's got that special something. This time it will be perfect." He remembered his time with Sky. It turned out to be a fiasco and nearly ended his company but he managed to sign a few people after her that got him back on solid footing in the industry.
He saw Nyla as the thing that would propel his company into international recognition. He had talked with Gio about doing a three-album deal and if things continued to progress more would be available.
The station was playing her song Bitch Vibes like crazy. People were using it on social media and Nigel had already started getting messages and phone calls about meeting Nyla. This was big and they all recognized the potential.
Nyla smiled as she looked into Gio's eyes, "Thank you, babe, for everything."
Tampa, FL, USA
Jake looked into the disgruntled man's face as he held him by the throat against the wall of his house, "Tell me the fucking truth!"
He choked and gagged, "I done told you ... I didn't send anyone to your spot. How the fuck would I know where your spot is if you always met me at the warehouse?"
The man realized there was some validity to what Jake said. Jake had never been to his location where he farmed out the products, he stole from various companies and sold to his suppliers for profit.
Yet somehow, he did not understand how he was tracked down. The police showed up at his spot and confiscated thousands of dollars worth of equipment from precious metals to car parts and stereo systems. Some of his men were behind bars. But he knew the cops would not stop until they found the one in charge.
He rubbed his scruffy chin, "This is bad," he said in Spanish. "I have to figure out how to fix this or we're in trouble."
Jake's eyebrow lifted, "We?"
"Yes, we."
He shook his head, "Nah, dude, I don't know nothing about what you had going on other than what I already sold to you. Any problem you have now ... is your own."
"I said, this is our problem."
"How?"
"Because I said so. If your stupid ass would not have gotten yourself fired ... this would not be an issue. That warehouse was my biggest source of income and you fucking ruined it. The way I see it is this is all your fault," he said as he nodded, "Yes, your fault."
Jake was done. He had too many issues to worry about. The first was getting revenge on Gio and reclaiming his wife. The second was finding some kind of employment. His funds were low and the rent was coming due again soon. He didn't have time to mess around his Fernando anymore.
"Dude, I just," Jake started in desperation, "I'm still trying to get my wife back from this fool and my rent is coming due. You realize ... that this shit cost me a good job and my record was already bad. It's not going to be easy—"
"Ya, Ya, I don't want to hear about your problems," Fernando stated as he pulled out a stack of cash, "pay your fucking rent, you work for me now. I have a sweet job for you, hijo, one that you will enjoy." He grinned sinisterly.
Jake watched as Fernando walked toward the front door. He picked the money up off the floor and fanned through it, "what do I have to do?" he asked.
Fernando stopped by the door and turned to him, "Whatever I tell you to."
Jake nodded, "I want revenge on Gio, too."
Fernando smiled, "Revenge is my middle name."
Jake smiled. The door opened. Fernando left.
London, England
Nyla had only had a couple of glasses of wine but Emilio, Gio, Emily, and Nigel drank until they were shit-faced. She ended up driving herself, Gio, and Emilio back to the house. They went to the bedroom that she and Gio shared.
As she lay with Emilio between her legs with his face buried in her treasure, Gio stood at the head of the bed with his cock between her lips. Back and forth he moved to stuff her mouth. He felt her lips pressing on his shaft as she hummed.
Emilio was enjoying his first time with Nyla. He wondered when he would get invited to the party and there it was. He took his time and French kissed her center. She had a fist full of his hair as she lay in ecstasy enjoying his tongue.
Once she dripped nectar on his lips, he kneeled between her legs and surveyed her opening. His fingers played slipping in and out until she climaxed again. Nyla was in heaven. She had gone over a year without sex and suddenly she was having her socks rocked every night.
Emilio had seven inches of curved cock. She felt it when he pressed his way inside. He held her leg up and kissed down her shin as he stroked. She liked how each man had his cadence and different stoke patterns. The way his hips moved in a wave in a continuous motion.
Her mouth was still stuffed. Her jaws grew tired. Gio stepped back and got in bed next to her on the left. His mouth covered her left nipple. It was something so erotic about hearing his love moan in ecstasy as he lay there. He couldn't wait to stuff her pussy with his giant cock and erupt inside of her. He didn't mind his friend warming her up but he loved to be the one to finish.
Emilio let down her right leg. He wanted to suck those big tits too. He pressed into her body and grabbed the right nipple into his mouth and he rode her nice and easy. He grunted and quickly pulled out releasing his cum on her belly.
He left the bed. Gio lay waiting for her to mount him. She did with the cum still oozing down her belly. He didn't care. He pulled her close with both hands gripping her full ass as he thrust from beneath.
His strokes were nice and rapid. He had one mission to burst and leave her center wet and messy. He saw her eyes roll. He felt her pussy grip his shaft, "Yes, Bella, I feel you, yes, arggghhh!" he grunted and erupted.
They panted and kissed as the moment faded.
The morning sometimes brings abrupt realizations. His eyes opened to a foreign room. He scanned quickly, although he was still a little hungover from the previous night's festivities. He looked to his left and saw milky smooth skin, Emily, he smiled inside briefly, her gorgeous red locks were spread out on the pillow.
He blew out a puff of air. His cell phone sounded. He saw that it was Miriam calling. He sighed as he slowly left the bed. The search for his clothes began. He grinned as he saw the disheveled mess that was in the room. He remembered that it was a great night.
Sex with Emily was sweet, passionate, and deep. He could feel how much she longed to have him inside of her. That was how he wanted it to be with Miriam.
As he stood with his chiseled naked body wondering what was next. He remembered that Nyla had taken the car. He rubbed his hand across his head. Suddenly, he felt cool lips pressed against his shoulder and a warm embrace.
He turned to see Emily smiling. His face was slightly disturbed. He sighed, "Look Em—"
"Last night was great. It was something we both needed. Let's not ruin it with unnecessary words."
"I just—"
"I'm still your friend," she said as her hand felt him and massaged until he was firm. She went down to her knees. Her mouth covered his stiff member. His eyes rolled back. She was gifted with her mouth. Diligent in her duty. Taking more than half of his cock before gagging and still sucking.
He gathered her luscious red locks into his right hand and with his ass cheeks clinched, he thrust away.
Emilio had awakened to use the bathroom. After he relieved himself, he still had a hard-on. He returned to the bed where Nyla and Gio were still sleeping. He snuggled close to Nyla and began to rub. He toyed with her pearl until felt her moist.
Her eyes fluttered open to witness him looking at her sweetly. "Roll over, mami," he whispered.
She rolled onto her belly. He lay on top, parted her cheeks, and penetrated her wet center. "Yes," he moaned. Her grip game was something to be admired. With each stroke he felt her walls closing tighter, massaging his shaft, he groaned in delight trying to keep his watery mouth from dripping on her back, "Ay mamita, so fucking tight, ay dios mio, que rico."
She smiled as she took on his strokes. His hands touched hers as he drizzled kisses down her neck. Then his fingers interlocked with hers. He rode the wave long and steady. She purred like a kitten sweetly and cussed; Gio's eyes popped open.
He watched as Emilio stroked. His cock stiffened. He wanted in on the action. Emilio knew it. He paused and lifted Nyla's hips. He pressed his way back inside and stroked as Gio sat in front. Nyla's tongue danced along his shaft and made circles on his tip. She loved to play with his piercing as she suckled and licked. He loved that she enjoyed how he tasted.
His eyes pierced into her soul as he spoke in Italian, "Siediti sul mio cazzo.," which meant to sit on his dick. So she mounted him.
Emilio stroked his cock as he waited for her to get adjusted. After all, she was Gio's lover and he was just happy to be a player in their sex life. He saw how she rode him. How his hands caressed her back. He eased closer pointing his stiff wet cock at her.
She leaned over and tasted her nectar all over him. Sucked until Emilio erupted in her mouth. He kissed her and smiled before he exited their bed.
They were there enjoying their last few moments at the house before it would be time to head back. She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled as she climaxed, "Fuuuck, babe, shit."
He smiled. He loved when she expressed how much she enjoyed fucking. Their mouths touched, then his thumb inserted into her mouth. She sucked it as he licked her left nipple. It was sweet. It was just the beginning of many hotter steamy passionate moments they'd share.
Gio emptied into her pussy. He held her in place. He licked his lips. "I know that I put a baby inside of you." He smiled.
She smiled. Her mouth touched his. "I hope so."
It was an emotional goodbye. Nigel's mind flashed on how Amy cried and protested as he got ready to leave. His heart ached. As he pulled into the driveway at his house, he could barely keep himself together and Gio knew it.
He stayed outside and spoke with Nigel for an hour. Later that evening, Nigel, Gio, and Nyla were out on the patio eating dinner when Emilio came outside all dressed up.
"And where are you off to, Casanova," said Nigel.
He smiled brightly and responded, "I have a date."
"Someone we know," Nigel asked.
Emilio shook his head but he knew that was a lie. He just wanted to hurry out, "I'm going to be late. I'll see you guys later tonight."
"Or early tomorrow morning if you're lucky," Nigel joked.
They watched as he left. Nyla asked out of curiosity, "So what's Emilio's story? He doesn't have a girlfriend, never married?"
Emilio was from Spain. An attractive young man that was low-key in the escort business. One night when Gio and Miriam wanted an extra they went to a club and met Emilio. The night was perfect. Ever since then, Gio hired him to be his assistant.
After they gave her the details about Emilio, they continued to talk until the stars sparkled in the sky. It was time for bed.
Her apartment was set up like a mini studio. There were ring lights, studio lights, backdrops, microphones, cameras, and a keyboard. She sat at the keyboard and sang to him, "Besame, Y a destiempo, Sin Piedad y en silencio..."
He smiled, "Camila, I'm impressed."
She smiled as she rose from the keyboard and walked over to him, "I remembered that you liked their music."
That was more than a year ago at his birthday party in London. Gio and Nigel hired a group to cover some songs from Emilio's favorite artists.
"That was last year in February, you remember that?"
She nodded as her hand caressed his handsome face, "I remember a lot. I was with Saul but my heart longed for something different."
She did like Emilio's gentle way. He was always kind to her even when she fucked up a lot. He had taken her home many times when Saul would leave her at the club because of his jealous fits.
"I liked you too."
"And what about now?" she asked sweetly as her lips touched his.
"I don't want to be used. I can't get you what you want."
She nodded, "I just want you and if it leads to something more, then that will be a bonus."
His hand gripped her nice firm ass. Their mouths connected. The temperature in the room increased as they tore at each other's clothes. He held her upside down and tasted her center and she sucked his member. Finally, Emilio wasn't extra for Gio or Nigel, he had his woman.
Tampa, Florida, USA
It was Monday ... a whole week and two days had passed. Jake was furious. He dialed Miriam. She answered, "Hello Jake, darling."
"When the fuck is your husband bringing my wife back from Miami?"
Miriam was still in LA with her new lovers. Two filmmakers from Nigeria were making big moves in the industry. They provided her with plenty of glam and even more serious fucking. She sighed, "I'm not exactly certain when but I'm sure you'll hear from him soon enough."
"Girl, stop playing with me, put my wife on the fucking phone."
"I can't do that, dear."
"And why the fuck not?"
"Because I left them in London and I'm in LA." She ended the call.
He stared at the phone, "London, the fuck?"
Before he could cuss, he heard a knock on the door. He walked over and looked out the peephole and saw an older Hispanic woman. She was shapely in a fitted tight red dress that barely covered her ass. Her jet-black hair cascaded down her back in big waves and she wore red lipstick on her full lips.
He opened the door, "Can I help you?" he asked with a hint of confusion.
"Fernando sent me."
His eyebrow raised, "Ooookay?"
She strutted into his house and looked at him as he stood without a shirt. He was a handsome young buck. And she was a hot older woman whose husband could no longer deliver the punch she needed in the bedroom.
"You going to fuck me hard until I pass out."
He shook his head, "What?" He grabbed his phone and dialed Fernando, "Man there's some woman here talking about you sent her here."
"Ah yes, that's Brenda, you'll love her."
He was flabbergasted, and he scoffed, "What you think I am some kind of a hooker?"
"I believe the proper term is gigolo or male escort. You already love fucking ... you might as well get paid."
Jake shook his head, "Naw man, I don't just be outchea fucking no random women. There is a method to whom I choose."
"Brenda is not random; she's only had one sexual partner. Her husband is now older and near the end of his days. I promise it will just be a few select women that you have to keep happy. I'll give you sixty percent."
He looked at Brenda who was already naked in front of him. She had a nice body. She looked like she spent a lot of time at the gym. She had thick muscular thighs, a flat tummy, and huge breasts. She reminded him of Nyla. That was how Nyla was shaped before the baby.
"So this the job, huh?"
"Not a bad gig if you ask me."
"And when will I get my revenge on this fool?"
"Patience. All good things come to those who do as they are told and wait."
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