Playing By The Rules

My Cheat

Musical Suggestion: Sweetest Pie - Megan Thee Stallion

I quickly found out that Kevin was not alone in Miami. He and his buddies were hanging out in South Beach trying to find some shit to get into. Felicia found his guy in Wet Willies and they invited us back to their place. The only reason we really went was to smoke their weed. Any chance we got to smoke for free was a chance for us to save our own weed.

Their place wasn't that far from the beach, as most rentals were. It was a small, 2 bedroom right off of Collins Ave, with 3 guys, someone had the couch. As we walked in the guy on the couch brighten up and joined in.

"Well damn." He said looking at us, but staying on Keisha. Keisha caught that look too and she was on it.

"Oooo, what your name is?" She said licking her lips while walking over to the couch. She was gonna be there for a minute.

"Andre, Mama. What is yours?" He asked.

"Keisha." She said smiling and crossing her legs.

"So how long y'all staying in Miami?" Felicia's guy asked as he was rolling a blunt in the kitchen. He was tall, dark, thick and he loved the Lakers. He had a full Lakers outfit on from head to toe.

"Just the weekend." I said. I couldn't stay here any longer than that. I would get into too much trouble; not with my husband, just trouble in general.

"Aight cool, so are we. We just got here today." Kevin said, looking at me. I looked at his lips, they looked kissable. I wanted to kiss him.

"Yup, us too." I responded.

Mr. Lakers lit up the blunt, puffed and passed it around. He then started working on rolling another, this was my kind of guy. The stench in the air was good. The aroma lifted my mood and I enjoyed the atmosphere. While we chatted in the kitchen, Keisha and Andre were having their own little thing going on over on the couch under the covers. I looked and thought, that is not my friend.

"So what you got planned while you down here?" Kevin asked as we talked softly.

"I got nothing planned. Not a damn thing. I'm going on what happens, happens." I answered.

"I like that in you." He said looking at me and passing the blunt. I inhaled quickly twice, then pulled on it one last and longer time. That weed was good and I really enjoyed myself.

"Y'all from ChiTown right?" Kevin asked as he received the second blunt.

"Yeah, you from Vegas right?" I responded.

"Yup. You ever been?"

"Not yet." I said, smiling at him. He smiled back and caressed my hand. He was interesting and cute, so I figured he would be the one out the gate. He was available and he wanted a taste of me anyway. I got his number and told him I would catch up with him later. Felicia and I decided to leave, while Keisha's ass wanted to stay. She got mad when we told her we wouldn't come back to pick her ass back up.

"Y'all be fuckin' up my shit." She said as she pouted down the stairs of the apartment building.

"Bitch, you just got here and that nigga ain't even come outside, he was sleeping on the fucking couch! Yo' ass trying get up with a nigga who ain't even come out with his boys. What the fuck is that?" Felicia said. I giggled and shook my head, thank God she was not my friend.

We hit the clubs up and down Ocean Dr. until Felicia found some guy who invited us to his boy's club on Collins Ave. We walked in and it was lit, people were everywhere; white couches with neon laser lights moving all around. The vibe was good and we were feeling it. Her dude had his guy hook us up on drinks, so no money was spent. I was watching Felicia dance with her guy; some tall motherfucker that looked like he played basketball. His height was good for Felicia, as she was not your average size woman. She stood around 5 '10 and the dude had to be about 6'2". She was grinding her ass on the guy's dick as he just stood there. He wasn't dancing at all, just standing. I took a glance at him; he looked young as hell to me but what I thought didn't fucking matter 'cause he wasn't with me.