August's Empathy

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AUGUST'S EMPATHY

Debarge groaned as Nikki worked her mouth over his manhood. He sat back on the sofa, his hand gripping onto the pillow. She looked up at him watching as he went through his many faces. Debarge felt like his feet were going to burst out of his shoe from all of the toe curling. He gritted his teeth as he finally exploded, his cum dribbling down his manhood.

Nikki pulled away then stood up, walking to her bedroom. He had to catch his breath. Debarge stood up then walked into her bedroom as well. She was standing at the sink brushing her teeth. He walked inside then grabbed a wash cloth from the basket she had.

Nikki spoke, her mouth full of toothpaste, "Are you coming to the club tomorrow night? It's lingerie-themed."

"Yeah, me and my boy'll slide through. I was wondering if you wanted to make a quick drop for me tomorrow morning? I promised a close friend that I'd take him to the airport, you know, see him off before he go to handle business for me."

Nikki nodded. "Whatever. It sounds suspect to me but I got it. Leave it in the living room before you leave tomorrow."

"Ah, I can't stay the night. I just stayed last night, ma. You trying to keep me away from home?"

Nikki nodded. "This is your home. Why haven't you even got your own place yet? You're fit for it and all, plus you making your money. I have all this room as well and I like being around you, baby."

Debarge pushed her aside, gently, proceeding to wash her off of him. "Chill out. That's moving too fast for my liking. I'm gon' head out because I got something to do. I'll see you tomorrow. Get the sexiest lingerie for me."

She smiled, nodding her head.

Debarge exited her house while tucking himself back into his pants. He made his way to the car. It was getting late but Bianca had been calling him. He decided that he would go see her before he made his way home. He was definitely going to miss having her so close but he was sure that the distance made their relationship. He seemed to love her more when she wasn't in Georgia.

He arrived at her hotel room, after riding the elevator. He knocked on the door. Tremane was getting out more since it was his last days. Fortunately, Debarge caught him while he was resting with a temporary friend. He cracked the door open, revealing his bare chest. "Bianca's gone."

"Where to?" Debarge threw back.

"Somewhere with Monique. I think they went to a li'l sports bar. I don't know which one befo' you ask."

Debarge kissed his teeth before leaving. He sighed heavily. He knew how Monique could be when she got drunk. Her decisions weren't as smart as they would be in her sober state. He had never seen Bianca drank and he didn't care to. His call went to voicemail. It was bothering him. Although she was just trying to enjoy her last night, he didn't know if he trusted her to not make the wrong decision.

He could dish it but he couldn't even stomach the thought of Bianca cheating on him like he had did her. The image of Nikki slobbering over his manhood came to mind. He closed his eyes then began to blow up Bianca's cell phone, each call going to voicemail.

Bianca laughed loudly, "I thought that you were so different. O-M-G."

Monique shook her head. "No, no, no. I act different around them because they're men. If I'm talking about sex, they're going to get the wrong idea. I love Barge and Aug but I don't think I'd ever get down like that with them. You understand?"

Bianca nodded while gulping down her straight drink. It would've surprised Monique if Bianca hadn't done it at least five times in a row. She was taking drinks back to back. The bartender had told her she was almost at her limit, which meant the fun ended. It was their second bar at night and they had done nothing. They were just having fun before Monique had to start work and Bianca left.

Bianca admitted, "I really feel sick. I think I need to lay down or get some food on my stomach."

Monique slipped from her seat. "I'll call us a taxi and we can go to our homes."

She pulled her dead phone out but Bianca took it, laughing lightly. "Girl, it's a hotel around the place. Let's just walk."

They left out of the bar and then headed to find a hotel. Bianca could hold her liquor. Monique liked the fact that she didn't have to hold her up, or listen to her slur all night. She could drink with her more often. She didn't even like having female friends. Bianca was much sweeter and she didn't seem sneaky at all. Monique thought.

As they rounded the corner, they saw the Crown Inn. Monique laughed as Bianca pointed. "See, ho, I told you! Didn't I tell you?"

"You did," Monique drug her word along with a smile on her face. They crossed the street together and then headed inside of their place. With their intoxication, the man had a hard time taking them serious. He took advantage of it and even slipped a few more dollars from Bianca's stack of money. He handed them the key and then watched as they left out, talking.

"I know that Indian nigga was looking at you because you're pretty. He want to see about you. I seeee it!"

Monique laughed, attempting to stick the key into the door. Bianca leaned against the wall with her phone in her hands. She saw the missed calls, but threw it back into her purse. She lied, "My boyfriend hasn't even called me. I bet he's with another bitch."

Monique defended him. "C'mon, B, Debarge ain't going nowhere. You got that on lock."

They entered the nice room, immediately walking over to the bed. Monique mumbled as Bianca used the restroom, "I'm still trying to figure out why you got one bed. What if I'm a wild sleeper?"

"So? It saved me money. Girl, I need 'dat. Ain't no telling what my boss back in 'da boot thinking. He like me though so I got it." Bianca rambled on about her job as she messed with her hair in the mirror. Monique was sprawled out on the bed with her hand underneath her cheek. She was well on her way to a peaceful slumber.

Bianca pulled her leg. "Get up! Don't be shitty now 'cause you near a bed. I got a game we can play."

Monique turned onto her back, kicking off her wedges while laying there with her eyes fixated on the ceiling. She wasn't about the liquor life. She could really show someone a good time with a couple blunts. Drinks seemed to drain her energy. Bianca still wanted to have fun so she was trying her hardest to keep her eyes open for the girl.

"Let me ask you a question, do you really think Debarge is being faithful?"

"Do you?" Monique replied, trying to shorten the conversation and neglect the truth.

Bianca answered, "No... I know he ain't which is why I'm interested in someone else. He comes over at 3 in the morning and claims it was because of business. He so stupid because I can clearly smell the other female on him. One night I saw the blush stain near his boxers which I decided to let slide by. It confirmed it for me when he wouldn't even have sex with me all because he was tired."

Monique groaned. "Why don't you tell him this instead of me? I mean, what can I do? Debarge grown plus that's y'all relationship. I'm just a close friend. I didn't raise him and I can't change him. The best thing for you to do is to just tell him because I can't do nothing because I'm a friend."

Bianca looked at her weird. Monique was so tired that she wasn't even realising that she was talking in circles.

"What if I'm attracted to August?" she mumbled, as Monique closed her eyes.

She was dosing off therefore she couldn't pay Bianca much attention. Bianca felt that she was being ignored on purpose. She moved closer to Monique, leaning in towards her. "Did you hear me?"

"What? Yes, Bianca, I'm sleepy." Monique opened her eyes, finding it hard to even hold her head straight. She felt the bed dip then the last thing she saw was darkness.