All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume II (62 page)

Christian
and Dorian follow a beautiful young woman as she leads them into the private room of an upscale Baltimore Gentleman's club known as Phat Kats. No expense has been spared to decorate this lavish, stately room which boasted twenty, kingly, high-back, black leather chairs strategically positioned around a low rise stage. As they enter the room the men applaud Dorian's arrival.  Several of the guys come over to congratulate him as a scantily dressed hostess greets Christian.

“
Good evening, my name is Fanci. I will be your hostess for the evening.  By any chance are you Mr. Swan our guest of honor?”

“
Hello Fanci, actually I'm Christian Love, the Best Man.  This is Dorian Swan, the Groom.”

“
Hi Fanci, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Dorian grinned.

“
Great, it's my pleasure to meet you both.  Please follow me and I will show you to your seats Mr. Swan and Mr. Love.”

“
Actually it's Mr. Swan and Dr. Love.  Dorian winks at Christian as they followed the curvaceous young woman to two throne like seats at the center of the stage.”

“
My mistake Dr. Love I was not aware that you were a doctor.  You're so young.”

“
It's not really a big deal.  Dorian's just joking around, because of my last name.”

“
Oh, so you're really not a doctor?”  Fanci pouts, as she licked her lips and quickly surveyed Christian for a wedding ring.

“
He's a doctor alright.  In fact he's a single doctor who is...”

“
Uh, Mr. Swan, I am sure that Fanci is really not interested in my personal life.”

“
Oh, on the contrary.  I am extremely intrigued.  So what type of medicine do you practice Dr. Love?”

“
Dr. Love is a gynecologist at Her Lady of Mercy Hospital downtown.” 

“
You
would think that Dr. Love is a deaf mute, the way that you keep answering for him.” Christian discreetly whispers to Dorian in a futile attempt to get him to stop his shameless attempt at match making. “Nigga, stop it! The last time I checked tonight is about you not about me.”

“
Hey, I'm just trying to help you out.  I got a warm one waiting for me after I've had a few stiff ones. What about you?” Dorian mumbles beneath his breath loud enough that only Christian could to hear.

“
A Gynecologist?  Well that's good to know.  Maybe I can get your card Dr. Love before the night is over.” 

Christian
smiles politely. “I'm not sure that I have one with me.”

“
Gentlemen here are your seats.  Please make yourselves comfortable and don't hesitate to let me know if there is absolutely anything that I can personally do to make your night more pleasurable.”

“
Thank you, Fanci.” Christian responded with a polite smile..

“
Would you like to start the evening off with a drink or champagne before the show?  Perhaps cigars will be in order?”

“
Why don't you bring out champagne and cigars for everyone?  Thanks.” Christian decided.

“
It would be my pleasure.”

“
Thank you Fanci.  Hey, here is one of Dr. Love's cards.  I just happen to have an extra one.  Give him a call.”

Fanci
takes Christian’s business card from Dorian and places it in her bra.  She smiles and winks at Christian as he watches the card magically disappear in Fanci's ample cleavage. 

Christian
instantly flashes her an, “I'm so ashamed to know him” smile.

“
Great, I'll give you a call.  I'll be right back with the champagne.”

Fanci
walks away in full rump shaker style. Her rotund booty bounced effortless from left to right as she strolled away. She devilishly looked over her shoulder to make sure Christian was watching the show as she flashed a big brilliant smile.  Naturally, Christian like every other man in the room within eye shot enjoyed the view.

“
Unfucking believable!  We're not in here five minutes and you're trying to hook me up with a stripper.  Christian shakes his head in disbelief.”

“
Hey, she's a hostess, not a stripper.  Besides, pussy is pussy.  Especially, when you're not getting any.  You better stop playing around with Queen and take home that Fanci Kat that wants to play with your balls.”

“
She's a hostess in a strip club.  Fine as hell but she still works in a strip club.  And what part of me leads you to believe that I need you to hook me up?”

“
The part that's sprung on unavailable ass.  All I'm saying is that you need to get on that.  Big eyes, big butt and an ‘I'll suck your dick if you let me smile.’ What more can you want?”

“
Nigga, try to focus.  Again, tonight isn't about me.  I have one goal and one goal only tonight and that is to get your monkey ass to the after party, uncompromised.”

“
That's all well and good, but I am going to make sure that, that dry as the Mojave desert dick of yours gets wet tonight.”

“
Bitch, you don't even have a chance in hell of sucking my dick, tonight or any other night.”  Christian laughs as he removes a cigar from the cigar box on the table between their two chairs.  He clips the tip off the cigar with a cigar cutter, lights it and takes a big puff and blows it in Dorian’s direction. “Not to mention, even if I liked cock, like you, which I don't, you would be so fucking out of your league.  You fugly mother fucka.”

“
Nigga fuck you.”

“
Not in this life you won't.”  They laugh as Fanci returns with an expensive bottle of champagne and two glasses.

“
Whatever nigga.  I promised Teddy that I'd get you some pussy tonight.  So whatever it takes.  You'll thank me tomorrow.”

“
I should have known that nigga had something to do with this bullshit.  Look, right now I don't have time for the extra drama. I’m busy as hell and I really don’t have time to chase tail. Besides, you're the nigga that's about to go on new booty lock down.  You should be concentrating on your inch worm of a dick.  Matter of fact let's catch up with these niggas and get you a lap dance.”

Christian
motions over a couple of small waist, ghetto booty dancers and pointed to Dorian. They immediately go to work to earn their tip.

“
Ladies, this is the Groom.  Make him happy.” Dorian quickly downs a glass of champagne and sinks back in the luxurious leather chair to watch them work.

“
Damn, no more new booty smell.”

“
Yeah, till death do you part.  Till death do you part. You do know that 'I do.' is the longest sentence in the world.”

“
Fuck it.  Who needs a new booty cutie when you got an ass like Jade's waiting for you at home.”

“
Oh yeah, Jade does have a nice ass.  Real nice...” Christian's voice trails off as a third dancer shakes her ass in his face before grinding in his lap.

“
Shit, who am I kidding.  A brother loves drama.”

“
Hey, that's all I've been trying to say.  A little drama could be interesting.  Besides, the shit's just going to get harder and harder as the night goes on.”

“
You're so right about that.”  Christian licks his lips as he watches his dancer suck her finger, smack her own ass, gather her breasts together and jiggle them within inches of his mouth.

“
Ladies, I think my Best Man, Dr. Love needs a little sexual healing.  Resuscitate that limp dry dick of his. He's rich, he's single and he's a doctor.”  Dorian announces as he motions to his dancers to join Christian's private dancer.  He immediately refills the two champagne glasses and hands one to Christian.  They clink glasses in salute.

“
By the way there ain't a damn thing limp about this dick, especially not right now.”  Christian quickly downs the champagne as the three women began to swarm all over him.

“
Now that's drama.”  Dorian laughs as he watches his Best Man disappears in a sea of gyrating titties and asses.  As he surveys the room to find all his friends loving life he smiles and lights a cigar.  Secretly wondering what his Bride to Be was getting into he relaxes in the chair and enjoys the view.

Right
about now, Jade’s bachelorette party is just getting started. Queen rented the penthouse of the six, star Bayview Hotel which sits on Baltimore’s Inner Harbor.  The ladies mingle amongst themselves as they enjoy good food, drinks and the mellow music of DJ Charismatic.  Suddenly there is an extremely loud banging sound at the door.  The ladies are understandably startled by the hard relentless knock.

“
Who is it?” Queen yells over the loud banging.

“
It's Hotel Security. Open up!  We have a complaint. So, please open the door.”

Queen
is apprehensive as she prepares to open the door. “Oh shit, turn the music down.  It's Hotel Security.”

The
DJ immediately cuts the music.  Everyone stops whatever they are doing and nervously anticipates what will happen when Queen opens the door.

“
I’m sorry can I help you?” She asks through the cracked door.

“
Is this your party?”

“
Yes, it is. What’s going on?”

“
Mam can you please step back and let us in?” A second officer sternly demands.

“
Sure, but what’s the problem?”

“
We've received several complaints about this party.”

“
You've received complaints about my party?  This is a bachelorette party.  In fact this is Jade the Bride to Be.”

“
Then who are you? I thought you said that this was your party?” The officer asked annoyed.

“
Well it is. I’m the Maid of Honor. I’m hosting the party. What kind of complaints are you talking about?  Is the music too loud? I mean we’re barely getting started?”

“
The complaint is that there ain't no damn men at this party!  DJ hit that shit.” The second officer yells.

Immediately
the two officers rip open their shirts revealing glistening washboard abs.  Charismatic instantly cues "It's Raining Men," by the Weather Girls. Suddenly ten more male exotic dancers burst into the room to join them.  The women instantly go wild dancing and gyrating with the dancers to the thumping beat. The bachelorette party had officially started. The two fake Hotel Security Officers immediately surrounded Jade and poured themselves all over her like she was an undressed butter pecan sundae.  Flattered and unashamed she drops down and shakes that ass for a stranger for the last time. 

Meanwhile,
Queen sneaks off to take three more dancers to a back bedroom to prepare for the show.  She returns to the main room to be greeted by a humongous brutha with a humongous package who instantly begins to gyrate and dry hump all over her ass.

“
Baby, you're as fine as Iraqi sand.  My name is Chocolate Thunder Down Under.  What's yours?”

“
Mye Queen.” Queen answered as she grind back on his hard and then got low, as she winked at Jade who was dancing next to her.

“
Mye Queen… Well, yes you are.  And before this night is over I plan to  be your King.”

“
We'll see, the night is young and almost anything is possible.”  Queen smiled as she allowed him to grab her around the waist and grind on her ass just a little longer than conceivably necessary.  As the music changed she locked eyes with this gigantic hunk of delicious chocolate and said ... “Chocolate Thunder Down Under as much as I hate to, I have to let you get back to work.  It's time for me to get back to my Maid of Honor's duty.”

“
Seriously, I want to talk to you before I leave Mye Queen.  I'm Derrick.’  The stripper said as he held on to Queen's arm, unwilling to let her go so soon.

“
Nice to meet you Derrick.  Okay, get back to me before you go.”  Queen said as she took inventory of the strikingly handsome young man.  She smiled as she glanced at his package which had surprisingly expanded.  The big sexy grin on his face indicated that he witnessed her checking him out.

“
Abort the mission!  Walk away Queen.  Abort the damn mission!”  Jade advised as the two strippers continued to swarm over her like a pack of killer bees.

“
Mind your business you old hag.  Before I send Dorian a picture of his Bride to Be.”

“
Don't forget I have a camera phone too and I have an Archangel on speed dial.” Jade retaliates. 

Queen
laughs as she heads to the DJ table and takes the microphone. “Ladies let's give the gentlemen a round of applauds as they retire to prepare for the show.”

The
remaining exotic dancers leave the dance floor and retreat to a back bedroom to join the other dancers. Queen had pulled out all stops and hired a first class exotic dance group known as the Chocolate Drops and the women were in for a tasty treat.

“
I trust that everyone is having a great time.  Personally, I never knew that Chocolate could be so good.  My name is Mye Queen and I'd like to welcome you all to Jade's bachelorette party.  Naturally it wouldn't be a party without sexy men, so ladies get your money together and show them some love and some cash.  Please welcome the Chocolate Drop Exotic Dancers.”  Charismatic takes over and announces the first male stripper.  Queen takes a seat next to Jade who already appeared to be unusually hot and bothered.

“
I saw you let that boy grind all over that big bubble butt of yours.  Don't even think about it.”

“
Think about what?”  Queen asks as she pulls out a stack of cash from her purse.  She instantly waves a twenty dollar bill in the air to get the attention of the dancer.  He immediately comes over to get it as she shoves it in the cleavage of Jade's top. “The Bride wants a lap dance.”

The
handsome, well built Chocolate Drop instantly goes to work on Jade.  Queen pulls out her camera phone and snaps a picture as he retrieves his tip from between Jade’s breast. Jade was shocked to say the least.

“
I am so going to kill you.”  Jade declared as the stripper went for the twenty dollar bill with his mouth.

“
I got a whole stack of cash and we can play this shit just like Lionnel Ritchie- All Night Long.” Queen joked as she snapped two more pictures. “Besides this is your last night to legally enjoy another man's affection.” 

The
stripper retrieves his reward and moves on to finish working the crowd.

“
Okay, you want to play, than we can play.  But remember I have a dick waiting on me tonight.” Jade retaliates.

“
Oh yeah, well I think I got a big one waiting on me too.  It's name is Chocolate Thunder Down Under.”

“
I don't know why you insist upon going through with this bullshit.  Queen, the man just brought you a convertible Cadillac for God's sake. Cut him a damn break Queen.”

“
So what?  He gave me this too, but ain't shit changed.  I'm not for sale this time. No fucking sale!” Queen declared as she reaches in her wallet and pulls out the Plum American Express card and hands it to Jade.

“
What's this?  Oh hell no!  I know this is not what I think it is. This is a fuckin Plum American Express card.  I've heard about it but I never imagined that I'd have one in my hand. I think I just came in my panties. Do you know the spending limit on this bitch?  There isn't one! Oh my Lord!”

“
Yeah, I know. So what?”

“
What do you mean, so what? Bitch, don't fuck this up.  You've taken his shit for over five years now.  You can eat a dooky sandwich until after you get married.”  Jade advised as she reluctantly relinquishes the card back to Queen's waiting hand. “Come on Queen, the man is showing you that he trusts you with everything that he has.  And you're contemplating sleeping with a fuckin stripper to get some damn pay back.  And don't get me started on Chris.”

“
How do you keep forgetting that this was your damn idea?  Bear uses money and things in place of fidelity and frankly I'm fuckin sick of it.  He has to learn that he can't keep fucking up and getting away with it.  Money don't mean shit to Bear.  He'd drop a million on me and not even blink as long as it keeps me on the shelf.  I'm tired of being on the shelf.  Hell I'm getting too old to be on the shelf.  These bitches he's fucking around with are getting younger and younger.  Jade, I don't want to wake up in a big cold mansion married to a man that's fucking everybody but me.  And please leave Christian out of it.  This has nothing to do with him.”

“
Queen, he has as much to do with this as Teddy.  You got that boy strung out like country laundry on a clothesline.  If you do this shit it is going to hurt him more than Teddy.  And so what if you marry Teddy and it don't work?  The alimony alone will set you for life.”

“
It's not about the money.  I love Bear.  I don't want to lose him but I can't stay if he can't be faithful.  Besides it's just a matter of time before he brings something home that we can't get rid of.”

“
So, what are you going to do?  Cheat on Teddy and then what?  What?  You think that's going to make him stop?”

“
I don't know.  Hopefully the thought of me with somebody else will hurt him enough that he can feel a fraction of how much it hurts to be betrayed.  I fuckin just can’t do it anymore. I didn't mind so much when I had Logic, but he made me choose between two of them on the pretense that he was ready to get serious about our relationship. Then he goes and fucks around with some worn out saddle tramp because his dick got hard and she offered to suck it!”

“
Okay I'll admit that Teddy has issues, but so do you.  And frankly, you need to find another way to deal with them.  And, I'm sorry that Logic is gone. You're right that shit was fucked up. But Queen, please don't do something that's going to fuck up the rest of your life.  Cause you could fuck around and lose Chris and Teddy if you fuck with this man tonight.”

“
You're missing the whole point.  I really don't want to do this.  But I got to do something.  Hell, I'm not stupid.  I know what's on the line.  I don't want to do anything that will jeopardize my relationship with Christian.  But it's not about him.  This shit is strictly Bear.”

“
Well, if you're hell bent on doing this leave the Plum card with me.  We don't want stripper boy to roll you, I mean Teddy, for a couple million dollars worth of shit.”

“
Damn girl, I was just dancing with the boy.  I haven't even had a chance to sample the other Chocolate Drops.” 

Jade
quickly peels off a twenty from the stack.  Waves it in the air and shoves it up Queen's way to short skirt as the dancer approaches. “Great, here's your chance.”

The
stripper instantly comes over, falls to his knees and shoves his face up Queen's skirt to retrieve the bill.  Queen gasps as the dancer's hot lips kisses her inner thigh and his tongue flicks around wildly before he finally catches the money with his mouth.  Jade grabs Queen's cell phone from the table and snaps two pictures, before the stripper comes back up with the money in his teeth.  She snaps a third picture of the expression on Queen's face.

“
Got it.  Oh yeah, you're so right.  We can do this bullshit all night long.”

“
I am so getting some tonight.  I forgot what head feels like.  His tongue touched my thighs and I thought I was going to fuckin faint. What the fuck?” Queen blankly mumbled.

“
Teddy's the one who is going to faint when he gets these damn pictures.”  Jade quickly pushes a few buttons on the phone and sends the pictures to Teddy's private line.

“
Oh, you dirty bitch!”  Queen snarled as she snatches the phone from Jade and frantically tries to stop the transmission.  The expression on her face tells the story.  She was too late.

“
I can't believe you sent him those pictures.  He is going to be so fuckin pissed.”

“
Not half as pissed as he would be if he finds out that you let another man put his dick in your mouth.”

“
Oh my God.  I can't believe that you fuckin did that!”

Seconds
later Queen's phone rings. Jade clasps her hands together and prays. “Please be Teddy.  Please be Teddy.  God please let this be Teddy.”

“
Who the fuck else would it be?” Queen snapped. “Jade, why did you do that shit?  What am I going to say?”

“
Hey fuck it.  Better this than that.” Jade concedes. 

Queen
holds her breath as she looks at the number to confirm her suspicions that it is Teddy. “FUCK!” she screams before answering. “Hey Bear, what's up?”

“
Apparently some nigga's head up my woman's fucking skirt.”

“
Yeah, about that.”

“
Yeah tell me about that.  What the fuck is going on?  Where are you and what the fuck are you doing?”

“
Jade's bachelorette party.”

“
Okay so why the visuals.  What, are you trying to do make me lose my fucking mind or what?”