CheckMate (Play At Your Own Risk) (16 page)

“Oh, okay,” Candy replied, wondering if Monty may be lying to her. But, she didn’t want to think about it too much. “Okay, well,
go on home and get you some rest. Call me when you get up.”

“Alright, I’ll call you whenever I get up because you have been wearing a brotha out lately.” Monty tried to make a joke and throw Candy off a little.

“I’ll talk to you later then,” she said as they ended the call. She sat there listening to Mona, but was thinking about Monty in the back of her mind.
I wonder what he’s been up to this morning,
Candy thought.
Don’t even start that shit. Let him do his thang and don’t worry about it. You already got the upper hand because this past week you ain’t let him out your eyesight and he was good. So, let him have that lil' bit. It’ll be alright. He’ll be back.
Candy shook her thoughts out of her mind, and then focused her attention back to Mona, who was looking through photo albums.

“Damn, I can’t believe you got this old ass picture of me, Monty, and Monica in here. What made you take a picture of Monty and Monica together, anyway?”

“I don’t know. I was young. I guess I wanted to take a picture of someone who Monty was attracted to. Maybe just to look back at it and stay up on my game as I got older. I mean, look at her. She was a very pretty girl and I’m just glad that bitch had to move away because Monty probably still would’ve been hitting that.”

“Yeah.
You probably wouldn’t have had a chance then, Candy.” Mona began laughing.

“And, that shit is supposed to be funny? I don’t think so.” Candy rolled her eyes at Mona.

“Quit taking things so serious.” Mona continued to laugh.

“Whatever. So, what’s been going on with you and Rico lately?” Candy asked as she smiled at Mona.

“We’ve been chilling more and more and it’s been real fun being with him. He’s real sweet, ya know. I love looking into his sexy eyes and his physique is so serious. He has that magic touch and I love it when he kisses me. And, the brotha can lay it down, too.”

“I know the feeling,” Candy said as she thought about Monty. “So, are y’all planning on being in a relationship or just chilling right now?”

“We’re just chilling. I don’t wanna really settle down yet. I’m still messing around with Ross, ya know. I know Rico still has his lil’ chicken head girls all up on him. So, I ain’t gonna sweat that as long as I know what I’m doing. These days, gurl, you gotta accept the things you can’t change and roll with what you can.” Mona gave Candy high five.

“I know that’s right,” Candy easily replied. “We can’t watch
them men 24/7, and if they really want to do something, they’ll do it, no matter what we have to say about it.”

“Yeah, but that’s vice versa, gurl. Most of these women just forget about that and put their all in a man, who I ain’t saying don’t care for them, but just don’t give a damn at times,” Mona said as she was trying to slyly tell Candy to not let anything Monty do or don’t do get to her.

“You are right about that,” Candy said before she stopped and thought,
I wonder what Mr. Monty is doing, anyway?

Monty pulled up to Sierra’s apartment. The neighborhood looked vaguely familiar as she lived in the projects, also. Monty liked her, though, because she was a single mom with two kids, but worked hard to have something. She went to school in the mornings to become a registered nurse and was a stripper by night. He remembered meeting her at the strip club. She dazzled him by the way she would put her thick ass up in his face and shake it. The smell of her perfume was luring and made him want a little more with each visit. He knew she was not a whore because she would make plenty money off of him and still wouldn’t sleep with him. He tried for several months, but she wasn’t having it. Once he stopped pursuing her, she decided she wanted him. It was too late by then and the tables had turned. She then had to pay him for his services.

Monty walked in Sierra’s house and she handed him five old one hundred dollar bills. “It’s about time you showed up,” she said, wearing a stunning white lingerie get-up that made Monty want to fuck her right there on the floor.

“You’re looking good, as usual,” Monty replied, and then Sierra immediately undressed and went down on him before he could say anything else.

Damn,
she sucking all of Janet’s juices.
Monty’s eyes roll back.

“You like that, baby?” she asked with Monty’s dick going in and out of her mouth. His knees almost buckled, but he caught a grip on the floor by pressing down harder in his white Air Force Ones. He pushed Sierra’s head up and down on his throbbing dick as he enjoyed the treatment she was giving him.

He pulled a condom out of his pocket and slid it on. Sierra became so horny that they had sex on the floor by her front door. He bent her over one of her kitchen chairs and beat her pussy from the back as he remembered sexing Janet the same way.

Nobody has a better gig,
Monty thought as he continued to do his thang. He played around in Sierra’s pearl for about thirty minutes, and then she had an orgasm that was so good she dug her nails deep in his back until he knew she left her marks. That was nothing unusual considering the size of Monty’s dick, but he couldn’t let his pawns continue to scar him because of Candy. He knew she wouldn’t be so happy to see fresh scratches on his back.

Monty began to beat Sierra long and slow, causing him the desire to nut. So, he took his dick out of her, then quickly slid the condom off and jacked his dick until
he nutted all over her stomach. While Monty was enjoying his climax, his phone began to ring but Sierra payed no mind as she continued to whine and moan while rubbing Monty’s sperm all over her stomach.

Damn, who could that be?
Monty wondered.
It can’t be Candy because she thinks I’m sleep.
He stood up straight and pulled his pants up, as he didn’t even have time to take them completely off.

“Hold up, baby. Let me clean you up before you leave,” Sierra said since that was what she normally did after they had sex. She got up and walked down her long hallway, then into her bathroom as Monty checked his Caller ID.

That was Melanie with her freaky ass.
I’ll call her back when I leave.
Monty walked down the hallway and by the time Sierra appeared with the rag in her hand, he was already standing there with his dick out. Sierra washed Monty off real good as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom with his pants halfway down. She made sure she cleaned the curly hairs, too, since she knew and understood what type of work Monty did and wanted to make sure he was straight when he left her house.

Monty got in his car, feeling good to have his swagger back, and picked up his phone to return Melanie’s call. But, before he could finish sending the number through, he got a text message from Paris.

He’s coming over to cut my grass n
da morning. Thanks… Paris

Monty smiled because he couldn’t wait for Rico to take her off his hands some. Monty text messaged her back.

No problem… Mo Money

Can
I c u for a quickie… Paris

Maybe later…
Mo Money

That’s cool… Call me… Paris

Monty hits the send button to redial Melanie’s number just as Melinda called. Monty accepted the call, happy to see his pawns didn’t give up. “Hello,” Monty said in his deep, sexy voice since he ignored most of her text messages.

“Hey, sugar. I missed you. What happened? Are you alright?” Melinda asked.

“Yeah, I’m cool. Just had a family emergency and couldn’t be bothered at the time. I didn’t mean to leave you hanging like that, though,” Monty answered as he was rounding all of his pawns back up and getting them in order.

“Well, everything is cool now, right?”

“Yeah, everything’s cool.”

“Good, because I want to see you later,” said Melinda.

“When, later?” Monty questioned. He was already trying to figure out something just in case he needed an excuse.

“Maybe around ten,” responded Melinda.

“Ten will be good. I’ll see you then.” Monty hung up the phone and attempted to call Melanie back again.

“Hello,” she said in her sexiest voice.

“Hey, what’s going on with you?” Monty asked, knowing she was happy to hear from him.

“Missing you is all that’s up over here. I hope things are straight for you now. I know you said you had some things to deal with. I’m hoping everything is good now,” Melanie stated like she was horny and ready.

“Everything is all good now. I just needed some time to take care of someone important to me.”

“Someone, you said?” Melanie asked.

“Yeah, I said someone.”

“Well, she must be special if you took a whole week off for her and only her. Melinda told me she’s been trying to contact you but you wouldn’t even hit her back. Well, that explains things to me. But, I don’t care about that, as long as you ain’t quit your day job. Ole gurl must be lucky to have you want to be with her like that.”

“Yeah, well, maybe I’m the lucky one. Anyway, what do you need besides this big dick?” Monty asked, as he remembered he needed to stop all that small talk and get right to the point.

“That’s what I’m talking ‘bout! I love it when you talk to me like that. Can I see you in a little bit at the Comfort Inn?”

“Yeah. No problem. But, you gotta give me about forty-five minutes to get there.” Monty made his way back to Augusta, heading toward their designated hotel. “I need to stop and grab something to eat first but I’m coming, though. Text me with the room number.”

“It’s room 108. I’m already here waiting for you,” Melanie replied.

Damn!
Monty thought. “Keep it wet and juicy for me. I’ll be there shortly.” He hung up his phone, and then opened up his glove box and grabbed his pill bottle out of it. He popped an X pill because he was tired and needed the energy back. He wasn’t tired of fucking. He just hadn’t had any sleep in about forty eight hours and it seemed like his body was beginning to feel it, just like his mama said it would. Monty pulled up at the Burger King drive through window and ordered a Double Whopper value meal, preparing himself for the adventure Melanie had planned for him.

Chapter Fourteen

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M
onty pulled out of the hotel parking lot after his rendezvous, feeling energized from the pill he took earlier. He smiled because of his acting skills. He had Melanie thinking she made him nut, but in reality, his dick just wanted to keep going and felt like it would never bust. So, once the charade was over, he took a long, hot shower, got his thousand dollars, and left the room knowing his mission was successful as he left Melanie sleeping. As soon as he turned his radio up, Plies featuring Neyo,
Bust It Baby
played, then his phone began to ring. He answered the phone without looking at the caller ID.

“Hey, baby, whatcha doing?” Candy asked. “I’m glad you’re not sleeping because I didn’t wanna wake you.”

“Yeah, I just got up about thirty minutes ago,” Monty said, but felt bad for lying.

“Where are you?”

“I was just getting out of the house for some fresh air.” Monty bobbed his head to the music while thinking Candy was his lil’ bust it baby.

“Well, that’s good at least you got you some sleep.”

“Only about three hours because my phone kept blowing up,” Monty continued as he didn’t want her to feel like he was hiding something.

“Who was it, the lil’ pawns?” Candy questioned, trying not to show her discontent.

“Yeah. But, I just feel like chilling and getting me some rest, ya know? I really am tired.”

“Well, while you’re out, would you mind going to Burger King and getting me a number one with cheese, cut in half, no onions, and extra pickles?”

“I’ll do that for you. I’m glad to hear you want something to eat. I’ll be there shortly.” Monty hung up the phone and headed toward Burger King again.

Monty pulled up to Candy’s house and got out of his car. He noticed that Linda’s vehicle wasn’t there. He walked up on the porch, knocked on the door, and it opened. He entered and heard the loud stereo system playing Ciara’s
Promise
. Monty smiled just as Candy came from the back in a very nice little pink and white bra and panty set on. Monty could see her ass from the front and his dick got hard just from Candy walking up to him since he could see right in between her thighs.

“Hey, baby. I know you’re tired, but I got something for you that might make you wake up a little bit.” Candy kissed Monty on the lips, which sent chills up his spine because that was something he only did with her.

“I’m awake already,” Monty whispered and kissed Candy back. He quickly put the food down, picked her up with his hand palming her ass, and took her over to the sectional in the entertainment room, then laid her down. He begins to kiss her from head to toe.

The ecstasy pill had Monty pumped, excited, and ready for Candy, so he went down on her. She moaned louder and sexier as Monty ate her out. He got a thrill out of being able to do whatever he felt, so he really let her have it every time she asked for it.

Candy enjoyed everything Monty did to her and believed she was the only one who he went that far with. She held his head tight and Monty rolled his tongue around her clit until she begged him to make love to her. He pleased her by giving her what she wanted. She enjoyed winding her hips up on him as he gently stroked her freshwater pearl. She could feel the sensation of his dick as it went in out while rubbing up against her sensitive walls. Her inside muscles held on tight as if they didn’t want to let go, and Monty gave her more and more of him each time he pulled out a little and went back in. Monty then flipped her over on her stomach and she gripped the edge of the sofa tight. He stroked her from the back while thinking that it was his pussy and he wasn’t letting anybody else get it. Candy screamed out as she began to have an orgasm, and, to Monty’s amazement, he nutted, too.

Damn, this is some good pussy,
Monty said to himself as he lay on top of her smiling.

Damn, this nigga got the best dick in the world,
Candy thought. She was so much in love with Monty and the way he made her feel.

He stood and helped Candy up. But, she sat back down quickly because her legs were weak from such a beat down. Monty smiled as he looked over at her.

“Are you alright?” He handed Candy her underwear.

“Yeah, I’m good as long as you’re here,” Candy replied, but quickly remembered she couldn’t keep him there and she didn’t want to smother him like that, either. “So, do you have other things you have to get into today?” Candy asked, curious to know what was on his agenda.

“Naw, I’m going to go home and go to sleep. I think I’ll turn my phone off. That way, I know I’ll get some rest. But, if you wanna call me, call the house phone. I’m sure my mama or Mona will wake me up.” Monty answered while hoping she was not going to call him.

“Well, I know you’re tired and I’m the biggest reason for that. So, go on back home and get you some more rest. It might be better if you turn your phone off because them lil’ pawns will probably call you all night like they did last week,” Candy stated, trying to break the ice when it came down to talking about Monty’s extracurricular activities.

“Yeah. I’m pretty sure they will. But, I won’t hear the phone ringing if it’s off,” Monty responded. “Where is Miss Linda? Has she left yet?”

“She went home. But, Mona is coming over to stay so get on up and go get you some rest. I’ll holla at you in the morning. But, if you wake up in the middle of the night and you wanna talk, call me.” Candy kissed Monty.

“I will,” Monty said as he walked to the door a very happy man. ”Go put some clothes on before somebody sees my goods.”

Oh, his goods?
Candy thought.
I like the way he put that.
“I’m going right now,” Candy replied as Monty hit her on the butt, and then walked out the door. She stood in the window peeking at him.

“I’ll call you later if I get up through the night,” Monty yelled as he got in his car. He headed home to get ready for at least one more date with Melinda.

Monty woke up the next morning as he felt a kiss on his forehead. He saw Candy’s pretty face smiling.

“Wake up, baby. I just brought Mona home and I saw your car parked out front, so I decided to come in. Did you get a good night’s sleep?” Candy inquired. She was very glad to see Monty didn’t stay out all night.

“Yeah, I did. But, for some reason, I’m still very tired.” Monty yawned. He then remembered getting with Melinda, then leaving her house to see Paris after one o’clock in the morning. Monty got home around five after stopping by the Touch of Class and hanging out with Rico. They talked about a strategic plan involving Paris.

“You look like you’re still tired and it’s only nine in the morning. So, you can go back to sleep and come over later if you feel like it, okay?” Candy wished she could stay, but again, didn’t want to over crowd his space.

Monty sat up and stretched out. He looked at Candy, who had walked over to his bedroom door. He noticed how good she looked in her skin tight Capri pants and matching fitted shirt. “Hey, how about having breakfast with me this morning? We can go to IHOP.” Monty got up out of his bed.

“Are you sure you don’t need any more rest. I can just go home and wait for you there,” Candy said with hesitation in her voice.

“I’m positive. I’d like to take you out for breakfast. Plus, I bet you haven’t even eaten, yet? Have you?” Monty asked as he slid into his O Dogs.

“No, I haven’t. In that case, I’d love to eat breakfast with you this morning. Just get yourself together. I’ll be up front talking to your mama and Mona.” Candy walked out of the room.

Thank God I came on home or Candy would have been upset. Let me count this money and see how much I came up on last night.
Monty dug down in his deep pockets.

Monty pulled out money from all pockets, including the twelve hundred he got from Janet. She really missed him dicking her down. He then counted out the five hundred he got from Sierra and the one thousand he got from Melanie. He reached in the other pocket and counted out the eight hundred he got from Melinda, who was also
feening for him, then the stack he received from Paris’ clingy ass. He realized that he’d had a long day with his pawns, and not to mention his queen, but it was all worth it as he counted his money.

I’m a bad man. I love when my pawns miss me because they’re willing to give me more money just to make sure I come see them,
Monty thought as he walked into the bathroom to freshen up. Then, he came out and went into his mama’s room to leave a stack on her dresser before joining the front area where Candy, Mona, and Catherine sat talking with each other.

“Candy, I love the way you did Mona’s hair. Would you do mine like that whenever you’re up to it?” Catherine asked since she loved to have the latest hair styles and pin ups.

“Sure. Just let me know when you’re off of work and I’ll come over and do it for you. It didn’t take much time to do that, at least not the pin up part in the back. But, the tiny micro braids across the front took me about two hours,” Candy replied, and then smiled at Monty as soon as he walked in.

“Hey, Mona, with your ugly self,” Monty said, laughing as he kissed Catherine on the cheek.

“Oh, go screw yourself,” Mona responded. She turned up her nose at Monty, and then hit him on the arm.

“Alright.
Don’t y’all start that shit this morning,” Catherine interjected as she puffed on a Newport slim.

“I’ll be glad when you stop smoking
them damn cigarettes,” Monty stated while spraying the air freshener in the room.

“I don’t say shit about you smoking that reefer, do I?” Catherine looked over at Monty, who was still spraying.

“I don’t smoke in the house. Plus, why are you trippin’? Cigarettes smell stronger than weed, or shall I say, reefer.”

“Whatever, son.
I’m still your mama and I do whatever in the hell I wanna do. So, leave me the hell alone about my cigarettes, okay?” Catherine pointed her finger in Monty’s face like she was fed up with him telling her what to do.

“Alright!
You ain’t gotta get so crazy about it. I was just playing with you. I don’t give a damn what you smoke.” Monty opened up the front door.

“Watch your mouth, son.” Catherine hit him on the head.

“Yeah! Watch your mouth, with your big head self,” Mona added, laughing because Catherine smacked Monty across the head.

“Are you ready, Candy, because these are some violent women in here?” Monty grinned.

“Yeah, let’s go.” Candy got up and walked to the door, standing beside him.

“I’ll be back later,” Monty said.

“Where are you two going?” Catherine asked.

“We are going to get some breakfast.” Monty opened up the door and exited with Candy walking right next to him. They got inside of his car and left.

Monty and Candy ate their breakfast at IHOP. He enjoyed being out in public with Candy, who was a very fly chick to have on his side. They laughed and talked, and for a change, Candy ate most of her food.

“How have you been feeling lately?” he asked after he swallowed his orange juice.

“I’m better. I realize my daddy is not coming back and as long as I can visit my mama on the weekends, it makes me feel better. We still don’t know how much time she’ll serve, but we’re praying that she doesn’t get a life sentence. I just wanna take care of me and stay in my own house, ya know? My mom even agrees
with me on that. She’d rather that I live in our home and attend school here. She’d go crazy if she thought I wasn’t going to college. My Aunt Linda understands and will check on me from time to time with her surprise visits, I assume,” Candy answered.

“Well, you’re eighteen now, so she shouldn’t have a problem with you being on your own,” Monty continued.

“To be honest, she doesn’t have a problem with me being on my own. She just wants me close to her because she misses my daddy so much.” Candy ate the last of her bacon. Her phone rang and she looked at the caller ID. “Speaking of Aunt Linda,” she said as she answered it. She had a brief conversation, and then hung up.

“Is everything alright?” Monty asked in concern.

“Yeah, I was just told that I have a lil’ brother.”

“Damn, the test results came in, huh?”

“Yep, that’s what it seems like. Just tells me my daddy wasn’t being honest about a lot of things, but I don’t care to concentrate on that anymore. It’s over and done with. Ebony and the baby are in Jamaica now and Aunt Linda is going to pay the baby a visit. I’m not going. I don’t have anything to do with that.”

Monty chose to change the subject. “Well, I’m glad to see you ate most of your food. Has your stomach been feeling betta?”

“A lot better since I don’t cry as much now. I just pray anytime I’m feeling down, then you always make my day whenever I’m around you.” Candy exposed her big pretty smile.

“Are you about ready to get outta here?” Monty looked at Candy, who nodded her head up and down.

They got up from their table and walked toward the exit. Monty opened the door for Candy just as Paris entered through the same door, staring at Monty, then Candy. Monty’s heart dropped. He was hoping she was not going to say something crazy to him around Candy. Paris entered as she was watching Monty, who didn’t even acknowledge her because he was too busy looking at Candy to make sure she was not paying any attention to Paris. They got inside of his car. Then after starting it, Monty backed up and saw Paris, who was sitting at a table watching them.