The Neighbor

Chapter Fourteen: Cool for the summer

Michael and Jubalee fell asleep on facetime last night, so, she was the one to wake him up.

"Michael? Michael baby...it's time to wake up!" She smiled. She heard him grunt and groan, not ready to get out of bed. "Aww, Jubalee...do I have to?" He said, pouting in the camera, his curls were going every which way, and they were extremely adorable! His caramel, perfectly crafted chest blessed her eyes through the screen. "You have to wake up a bit earlier cause you gotta get Amina ready to bring her over here, remember?" Jubalee scolded. Michael smiled, clearly still sleepy. "Where is Amina anyway?" Jubalee asked. "Janet stole her for the night and she said she wanted to get her ready this morning to send her to your mother, so, you woke me up early for nothing." He giggled and looked down with an annoyed look on his face.

"What's wrong babe?" Jubalee asked, concerned. "Every morning, I have to deal with this!" He fussed. "WHAT?!" Jubalee asked again. "A damn boner!" He said in a serious tone, causing Jubalee to blush, but also laugh. "Really Michael?" She finally managed to say. "Yes really! You're my girlfriend now so, I can tell you these things freely." He smirked and wiped his face. "How do you like, make it go down?" She asked out of pure curiosity. Michael put his hand in the camera and said: "This, is the solution to all my problems." He laughed. Jubalee laughed and sat up, unaware that her night shirt was completely pulled down in the front, exposing her boobs. "BABY NOOO! I WASN'T READY!" Michael said, covering his eyes playfully. Jubalee looked down and screeched. "Oh shit!" She mumbled as she fixed herself. Michael pouted and looked back down at his bulge. "You made it worse Jubalee!" He said in the camera. "AW! I'm sorry! You should go fix that. We have like an hour before we have to get dressed so...that should be more than enough time,right?" She replied. Michael bit his lip and swept his hand across his six pack. "You want me to call you back or..." He was started to ask but JJ cut him off. "No Michael...I wanna watch..."

Michael's POV

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I didn't know Jubalee had that in her! She's a...nasty little thing! No idea why she wants to watch me, but hey. Gotta give her what she wants! I think she's just curious. My curious, innocent little Kitten... As I slowly slide my hand down my torso, I noticed Jubalee's facial expression. She's biting her lip. Why? Maybe because I'm just that damn irresistible. I expose myself, off camera of course, and then the fun begins...

Bernice is in the next room, fast asleep. Unaware of what's going on. Her phone rings. It's a wake up call from Jermaine. "Huh? Wha-...Oh...Good morning Jermaine." She said, still a bit sleep. "Good morning B! You sound so cute when you're just waking up..." He replied. Bernice giggled a bit and wiped her eyes. "How did you sleep?" He asked. Bernice groaned and rolled out of bed. "Not good." She replied with a bit of an attitude. "Why not?" Jermaine asked. "Because you took my fucking pills! Don't act like you don't know!" She groaned. Jermaine ignored her attitude for a second. "I'm just trying to help you love....look, I'm going to get dressed now. I just called to make sure you're awake..." He said, still trying to be sweet. Bernice sighed heavily and Jermaine heard her. "Bernice Jalisa...I suggest you get rid of that attitude, now. It isn't helping anything." He said sternly. Bernice's eyes widened! Jermaine called out the government name! "Y-Yes Jermaine...I'm sorry." She sniffed. "No need to apologize...just try to control it, okay? I'm here to help you, not hurt you. See you soon beautiful." He said and hung up. She undressed, drug herself to the shower, turned it on, and got in.

*An hour later*

Everyone is dressed now. Michael brought the baby over to JJ's mom because she agreed to watch her on the days she didn't have to work, to give Katherine a break. She won't let Michael pay her though. For one, both of their families are filthy rich, and plus she didn't feel right taking money from a boy. Even though he was the king of pop, he was still a teenager. All she asks of Michael is to "Treat her daughter like the queen she is" and to not make Jubalee Baby momma #2.