Layover (11 page)

“It’s like you said, Ny. She’s not with that military boy anymore. She needs some support for that child and Allen has more than enough means to provide some assistance. Anyway, why are you so worried about it?”

“Because that’s my brother-in-law,” I said defensively.

“Um hum,” she smiled.

“What?” I asked, smiling.

“Ny, I just act old and crazy. I’m really just old.”

“What do you mean?”

“I know you have feelings for Allen,” She told me.

“Why do you say that?”

“It’s obvious. I can’t name just one single indication, it’s just obvious.”

“Well, I don’t know what you’re talking about. But, I know one thing, if that girl comes around here again, I’m going to kick her ass for upsetting Lisa.”

“Something tells me Lisa is not the only one upset. Well, Ny, I’m going to bed. I’ll talk to you in the morning.”

With that, she got up from the couch and went to the room where she had been sleeping. I couldn’t believe her! First, she tries to pawn me off on Allen, then she tries to claim that I’m the one who likes him. She’s just saying that because she wants me to want Allen. That old lady is a trip!

I decided to go to bed as well. I had about as much excitement as one girl could handle. I was tired and I had a lot on my mind. I just needed to sleep and think about everything in the morning. I took a quick shower and put on my sexy pajamas, just in case Kenny wanted to pick up where we left off earlier today. Even though I wasn’t really feeling him emotionally, he had sparked some renewed sexual interest.

I was awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of the front door opening. I could hear someone stumbling in the dark and I was sure it was my intoxicated husband. I could hear the heavy footsteps down the hall and soon my bedroom door opened. I could hear Kenny taking his clothes off and bumping into the dresser. It was a familiar sound and I felt no need to inquire about his condition. He climbed into the bed and the smell of Hennessy was prevalent. He moved his body closer to mine and I quickly realized there would be a continuation of the afternoon delight we shared earlier that day. However, I was very tired and did not feel like my full participation was warranted, so I turned over for easy access. He never seemed to mind hitting it from the back, as long as he could get a little bit. He began to pull my panties down and put it in. I was rock-hard and he was acting more passionately than I ever remember. It wasn’t his usual middle-of-the-night performance. He seemed to have more passion and purpose. He wrapped his arms around me tightly and I reached my climax multiple times. He was giving me such great pleasure that I felt obligated to moan,

“Oh, Kenny.”

He stopped in mid-stroke. I began to rotate my butt and ask,

“Why did you stop?”

There was still no movement on his part.

“Kenny?” I asked, “Are you sleep?”

The silence was petrifying. I couldn’t even hear him breathe, yet he was still inside of me and still rock-hard. I turned my head over my shoulder to see why he had stopped. My mouth dropped open and I tried to let out a scream, but it wouldn’t come out. I was looking at Allen’s face! He looked me straight in the eyes, grabbed my shoulders as tight as he could, gave three quick thrusts and began to ejaculate inside of me. I tried to pull my small body away from him but he wouldn’t let go and his massive arms were impenetrable. I lay there helpless for several seconds until he finished releasing his semen inside of my body. He let go of me and got up quickly. I lay on the bed, in complete shock. I still didn’t know what just happened. He hurriedly put his clothes on and opened the door to leave the room. Before he walked out, he gave one final plea,

“Ny, I am sorry. I am so, so sorry.”

I felt like a dirty whore. I couldn’t have felt any more worthless if he had left a $100 bill on the dresser. I couldn’t believe what just happened. I didn’t know if he had come into my room by accident or on purpose, but I do know that he got off of me on purpose. I quickly got out of the bed and got into the shower. I turned the water as hot as I could stand it and stood in it for what seemed like hours. I scrubbed my body until the skin turned pink. I was angry and I felt used. I had always imagined that making love with Allen would be beautiful and sweet, but it was the most disgusting feeling I ever felt! What a selfish thing for him to do. How could he come inside of me like that? When he realized that it was me he was fucking, and not his wife, he should have gotten up. Instead, he just kept fucking me like some kind of rapist or something. I hated him now! Now, everything Akina said doesn’t seem so far-fetched anymore. Maybe that’s how he got her pregnant, by holding her down until he came. I was so angry. How could I face my husband now? How could I even look at Allen without asking him why he violated me?

After I got out of the shower, I changed the sheets on the bed. There was no way I was going to sleep on sheets that he had laid his disgusting body on! I took the dirty sheets to the laundry room and came back to my room. I had put on my favorite lounging pajamas. They made me feel safe, like I was at a slumber party. I couldn’t sleep, because I felt nervous and afraid. I turned on television and sat up on the bed. I sat there looking at the TV, wondering what I had done to deserve this. Maybe I led him on in some way. Maybe I made him think it was okay. Maybe I didn’t try hard enough to get away from him. I was even angrier at myself than I was at him. I actually stood up for this man and defended him when that crazy girl came over and said he fathered her child. I put him up on a pedestal, even thought he was nobler than the man I married. Now I hated him. I feel like such a victim because I couldn’t even protect myself. I couldn’t even get him off of me.

I sat up for what seemed like hours, staring at the television. I heard the front door open once again and I was sure it was Kenny this time. However, I couldn’t be certain about anything now. I sat up on the bed, tense, waiting for someone to open the bedroom door. Finally, I heard what sounded like Kenny’s footsteps walking down the hall. He opened the door and looked at me.

“What are you doing up? Were you waiting up for me?”

“Yes,” I lied.

“Oh, you want to get a little freaky?” He asked.

“No,” I told him, “I was just worried about you driving home from New Orleans.”

“Oh. Did Allen and Denise make it back?”

“I don’t know,” I said defensively, “I was asleep earlier.”

“Did you hear anybody come in?”

“No, I didn’t hear anything.”

“Well, I’m going to bed. Do you mind if I turn off the TV?”

 “Go ahead, I’ll go in the living room,” I told him.

 I went into the living room and turned on the TV. It was already 4:30 a.m. and I was wide awake. There was no way I could sleep after what just happened. I felt horrible and I didn’t know what to do.

I eventually fell asleep on the couch and woke up about 5:45am. I was the only one in the living room. On a typical morning, Allen would have his raggedy ass up at 5 o’clock, but I guess he decided to sleep in since he got some a few hours ago. Maybe that’s why he gets up so early in the morning, because he wasn’t getting any from Lisa. I got up to make a cup of tea, when I heard footsteps in the hall. I got nervous and angry, all at once. I knew it was Allen. When my eyes made contact with his, I turned my face and walked as far away from him as I could, trying to pass him in the kitchen and get to the hall so I could go back to my room. I didn’t want to talk to him or have anything to do with him. The sight of his face made me sick. As I tried to pass him, he reached and grabbed my arm.

“What are you going to do, rape me again?” I asked sarcastically.

“Ny, you know I didn’t rape you,” He defended himself.

“Well, I didn’t consent to it, so what does that make it?”

“An accident, mistaken identity.”

“And at the point you realized who you were fucking, you couldn’t stop? You couldn’t just get up, apologize profusely and leave my room?”

“Ny, I was about to burst, did you really expect me to stop?”

“Hell yes! Allen you violated me. How dare you?”

“Nya, I have dreamed of that moment since I met you. I couldn’t control myself.”

“Well, I hope you enjoyed it, it will be the first and last time you ever touch me. I thought you were special, but now I can see the family resemblance between you and Kenny, you’re both selfish motherfuckers!”

“Ny, you don’t mean that. Look Ny, I love you. I would do anything for you, you know that. I want you to be happy and follow your dreams. That’s why I gave you the money.”

“Oh, now I get it. The money was payment, in advance, for services rendered. Is that what it was worth to you? Fifty thousand? Damn, at least Demi Moore was a One Million Dollar whore, I’m a fifty-thousand dollar ‘ho!”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it. I came into your room by accident. I was drunk and I’m used to sleeping in the big room. I forgot you and Kenny had that room this time. Nya, I swear I thought you were Lisa right up until you called me Kenny. But Ny, I needed to reach that climax so badly. I haven’t had sex in months! Lisa cut me off some time ago. I never meant to hurt you, but it was like I was dreaming, I didn’t want to let you go. Now that I’ve done it, I feel terrible, but I can’t take it back. Ny, I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”

“You can’t. You took something special from me. I didn’t want our first time to be like that. I wanted it to be right. I wanted us to be married to each other. I didn’t want some stolen moment in your mother’s bed. That’s low-life and disgusting! You can’t make it up to me. I don’t want anything else to do with you. And one more thing, if I hadn’t already lied to Kenny, I would tell him exactly what happened!”

“Ny, don’t do that. Don’t even talk like that. Look, I’ll do anything. I’ll tell Lisa right now that I don’t want her anymore. We can tell everyone how we feel today. Ny, I don’t want to lose you, I can’t lose you.”

“Forget it Allen. Besides, something happened yesterday while you were gone. This is not a good time for you to be leaving Lisa, especially for me.”

“What are you talking about?” He asked curiously.

“I can’t really say, I mean, I’m not supposed to. In fact, I told Lisa not to say anything to you about it either.”

“Oh, now you two are keeping secrets from me? What is it?”

“Look, we can’t talk about this now, it’s too detailed, but the main thing is that Akina is back and she says you are the father of her child.”

Allen stood with a look of shock on his face, still holding me by the arm, where he grabbed me.

We heard footsteps in the hall and we both began to act as if we were fixing ourselves something in the kitchen.

“You two are up and at ‘em as usual,” his mom greeted us.

“You know us, no rest for the weary,” I told her.

I could see that Allen was disturbed by what I had told him and I hated myself for being the one to tell him. I want to think it’s not true, but as I found out last night, I don’t really know the man I was in love with just days ago.

Allen’s mom began looking eagerly in the cabinets for something. It seemed that she wasn’t able to find what she was looking for.

“Mom, what are looking for?” I asked her

“The non-dairy creamer.”

“I used the last bit in my tea yesterday. Do you want me to run to the store and get some?”

“Yeh, my baby, you can. In fact, you can go just like that, in your pajamas. It’s early, no one will be in the store. Just put on your coat.”

“OK, ma. I’ll be right back. ”

I grabbed my purse and keys. Before I could grab the doorknob, she said what I knew she was going to say:

“Allen, go with her.”

It never fails. She is always sending that man with me somewhere. I don’t understand that lady. It’s like she wants us to get together.

Allen grabbed his coat and opened the door for me. We walked out and got in the car. It was cold, so I let the engine warm up for several minutes.

“Nya, what happened when Akina came over? Was Lisa there?”

“Yes, Lisa was there. Look Allen, I don’t feel right telling you this. This is between you and your wife and maybe your daughter and baby momma.”

“I don’t have a daughter or a baby momma! Don’t ever say that!”

“Oh, touchy, touchy. You’re very irritated for a brother who got some last night,” I joked.

“Nya. That’s not funny. That girl is lying. I did not father her child. So, what happened? What did she say? What did Lisa say?”

“If she’s lying, why are you so worried about it?”

The engine had warmed up and I drove off to go to the store.

“Because I want to know what kind of lies are being spread about me.”

“Look, Allen. She came over, she tried to insult Lisa’s looks, she said you are her child’s father. That was it.”

“That was it?”

“That, and I told her that she was a liar and to get the hell away from our house and if she ever came back, I was going to kick her ass.”

Allen laughed.

“You said that?”