Seeds of Tomorrow

54

"Yo, you think I can get a ride home with you tonight?" Mark asked his nephew midway through their shift.

He was scheduled off a half hour before Rocco that night. Normally he'd wait for Amber to close so they could fuck in the car before she dropped him off but Joanna's ebt hit that day and that meant fat ass steaks for dinner.

Plus Joanna's slow ass was starting to catch on that something was up with him and Amber. Mark was generally more on the ball with hiding his extracurricular activities but Joanna was dumb dumb. Usually.

But he'd slipped up by not washing himself off before Joanna tried to initiate sex one night and she caught a whiff of pussy on him. They hadn't fucked in three nights, he was on top of his hygiene so he couldn't claim the smell was from her.

She also made it a point that his balls felt empty.

Soooo Mark did what anybody would do, he claimed he'd jacked off at work. Because that was somehow better? It didn't explain the smell but Joanna seemed to buy his story.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was concerned he would lose his place to live he wouldn't have bothered to cut back on his encounters with Amber but living with Joanna wasn't bad.

The apartment was nicer than his mom's place plus her having the food stamps was nice. His checks just went to the Xfinity, gas, and dope. It was pretty cushy. As far as living low-income could be.

"Yeah, I don't mind," Rocco told him.

"If you wanna come kick it, I can tell my girl to pick you up a steak. She got her stamps loaded."

"Hell yeah, I'll grub."

"So what happened last night," Mark asked, dropping his voice, "You finally smash?"

Rocco tried to fight back the smile that had overtaken his face but failed miserably.

"That's my boy!" Mark gave him a slap to the back, "You lucky you saw her first though because I'd have been on that."

A pang of jealousy stabbed at him, he knew Mark was just talking out of his ass but didn't want him talking about his girl like that.

"Good luck with that, bro. She ain't into scrubby asses like you," Rocco smirked.

"She likes your ass," Mark shot back, a twinkle in his brown eyes.

"Like I said, she ain't into scrubby asses," he laughed.

Mark made himself a strawberry smoothie. They weren't technically supposed to be drinking that shit without paying but Amber was chill about it and because she was fucking Mark, he got all kinds of free shit.

"Aye, I may be a scrub but bitches fucking love that shit."

"Nasty bitches," Rocco corrected him, "I never seen no actual decent females even look twice at your ass"

Mark gave him a half cocked smile, "Tell me Bryn wasn't bomb as fuck though."

Rocco rolled his eyes, "She wasn't bad but bro...Joanna...and some of these other bitches I see you with."

Mark cackled, "Pussy is pussy and Joanna don't count. I know she ugly."

Rocco clicked his tongue against his teeth, "Bro...do you even hear yourself?"

Their conversation was interrupted by a beep over the headset, "Thank you for choosing Panera, how can I help you today?" Rocco said rolling his eyes.

Mark took a sip of his smoothie before taking his place in the kitchen, turning up the Bluetooth speaker he'd set on a shelf and rapped along to Playboi Cardi.