Babygirl and the Mean Boss (18 page)

“So there I was.  Two degrees and living in the fucking projects on fucking welfare! 
What people don’t always realize is that you can be on assistance and still work.  You can get vouchers for your child for food, medical, even daycare.  And obviously it’s reduced the higher paying job you have.  So someone like me that finds a good job, but has to work their way up, can’t afford all-day daycare for a newborn baby, an apartment, and food…one of those things has to go.  Hell I’m not even talking about phone, bus fare, cable, I’m talking the essentials.”  She sighed again. 
She was here to tell the story, not to apologize, not to appear like a villain or a hero.  She continued. 
“I wen
t back to hanging out with my old friends and getting high.”  Tears dropped from her eyes but her voice never changed and Marty never looked up.

“I thought…I convinced myself that I was keeping it under control when I only got high after Alicia went to bed.  But then the crave started hitting me during the day and I’d take Alicia to a
neighbor’s
house for a couple hours while James and I got high.  Then it was
;
put her in her bed or play pen
and go get high.  A
nd then after a while it was
;
‘she’s two.  She doesn’t know what she’s seeing.’”  Her voice broke and she swallowed back tears.

“James came over with some crack cocaine one day.  I’d just made Alicia lunch and she was in her high chair watching her favorite cartoon show on
TV
  Well…”  She gulped.  Tears dropping like fat rain drops.  “James and I started smoking, sitting on the couch, watching cartoons with Alicia.
”  She still remembered the song playing in the background and Alicia’s tiny voice singing along ‘…if all the raindrops where lemon drops and gum drops oh what a rain it would be; standing outside with my mouth opened wide…’ 
“I remember coming fully awake.  Alic
i
a wasn’t in the highchair.  James was still there nodding.  Every time before
,
she’d be in front of the
TV
, even if she did manage to climb out of the highchair.”  Nicole sniffed down more of the tears and continued in a hoarse voice, drops dripping from her chin and splashing her shirt.

“This time, though, Alicia was lying on the floor with…with crack rocks falling out of her mouth.  I screamed, picked her up and ran to one of my neighbors.  You see, I was so fucked up I didn’t even think to call 911.  My baby hung on for two days…”  Nicole defiantly swiped her wet face while Marty refused to look at her.

“My charge somehow was reduced to child endangerment and I got two years probation.  I never asked for it, didn’t care at that point and to this day can’t remember how and why it happened.  James got 18 months in prison for brining the drugs into the house.  When the Judge looked at me, I saw in her eyes such contempt.  She told me that what made my case so bad was that I
did
have an education…that this was a choice I had made.  I don’t remember any of the events around that time but what that judge said to me will forever be seared in my brain.  That was the very second I died. 
And t
he person that walked out of that courtroom was not the same
person
that walked in.  No handcuffs, no jail sentence…but I was better off dead.  The judge hadn’t lied.  That had been my choice.
”

Marty looked at her then.  Tears dropped from his eyes, too.  “Nicole, I am so sorry, baby…” 
She
looked down at her hands. 

“Although they didn’t set a punishment for me, I set my own…it was more a goal.  I must finish my schooling, have a career and have a home.  Until I’ve done that my life is not my own.  Then I’m going to write that Judge and tell her that Alicia didn’t die in vain.

“That’s why I don’t have a car and I live in a shabby little apartment and school is my life.  That’s why…”

“Why you can’t accept help?”  Marty said solemnly.

“I don’t quite know who I am.  The person here now is no one I ever knew before.  I’m not the girl who lived in the projects or Alicia’s mot
her. I’m kind of…nothing; just a person trying to facilitate an ends to a means.
”

Marty stood
slowly.
  “I had no idea.”  He pulled her into his arms. 
Nicole was amazed that he could stand to touch her after what she’d just told him.  Gratefully,
she allowed it.  The door to Alicia was cracked open finally.

“Nicole.  I want you to hear me.”  He was holding her tight.  “I’m not going to ask you to lean on me.  I’m going to ask you to let
me
lean on
you
.”  A small sob escaped her.  “At first I thought it was me that was helping you, but now I know that it’s just the opposite.
  I need you
.  I
need you.
”

Nicole raised her arms and wrapped them around Marty’s neck.

“You feel this way even after the horribl
e story I told you?”  She asked, face hidden in his neck.

He
pulled back and
looked deeply into her worried eyes.  “I want to be with you.  That’s all I care about.”  This time when he kissed her it was gentle and reassuring.  She became liquid in his arms.

“Nicole,” he croaked, pulling back from her.

“Yes, Baby?” 
S
he responded, eyes hooded.

“You’re fired.”

“What?”  Her arms dropped away from him and she stepped back confused.
  “Are you joking?”

Marty’s eyes were apologetic.  “I’m sorry, Nicole.  I can’t have a personal relationship with one of my employees
-
”

Nicole’s mouth dropped in disbelief.  “You’re serious?”

“
If
I worked that closely with my girlfriend, then it would
be chaos
-
”

“You’re going to fire me?!  You could just work days-”

“But then I’d never see you
-”

“Well FUCK that!”

“I know of another job-”

“Oh my god…”  She turned away from
him
and began to pace.  “Oh my god, you are such an asshole.  After what I told you and how important it is for me to work-”

He tried to touch her but she side stepped him.  “Baby girl, hear me out.  I know-
”

“Will you reconsider what you just said?”  She asked simply.  He was already shaking his head.

“I can’t do that, Baby.  No
, but
-”

He heard her chuckle.  “Well what if I don’t want to be your girlfriend?”  His face paled.  “But I do.”  She said softly. 
His breath came out in a rush of relief and i
n one quick
motion
she pulled off her shirt, th
a
n unhooked her bra.  Marty’s eyes moved from her eyes to her breast where they lingered-
-
then back to her eyes.
  What was she doing?

Nicole placed her hands on his
chest where she lightly pushed him back until he fell back into a sitting position onto his bed.  He didn’t know what to do.  One minute she was spitting fire, and the next she seemed to be controlled by desire.  She knelt down on her knees, positioning her body between his knees.  She ran her hands up his
thighs
and his muscles tensed
slightly. 

“Take that off.”  She commanded while tugging at his shirt.  He quickly swept it off. 
Her fingers
slid
to his crotch and Marty’s exhale was audible. 
She slowly
unzipped him
, slipping her
hand boldly into his shorts
where she pulled
out his rapidly hardening cock.

Marty gasped in surprise.  Nicole eyed what she held in her hands hungrily.  Then her eyes met his and Marty leaned back on his elbows and
decided to just watch
.

Gently, Nicole stroked the shaft, her eyes never leaving his. She leaned forward and her tongue snaked out and flicked the head of his cock. 

“Oh God…”  He groaned.

Nicole’s tongue traced a circle around and around the sensitive head.

“Fuck!”  Marty gripped the sheets blinking rapidly.

She
placed her lips around him before sliding her mouth down his shaft until he had pushed down her throat. 

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!”  Marty threw his head back in ecstasy.

Nicole reached down with her left hand and lifted her breast.  She removed her mouth from Marty’s cock long enough to snake out her long tongue and flick it around and around her taut brown nipple.  She looked at Marty wide-eyed.

His mouth parted slightly.  “Shit…” He whispered.

“Marty?”  She purred in a deep sexy voice.  “Can I have my job back?”

He was nodding before she finished the sentence.

She slipped his cock into her mouth as deeply as she could.

“Fuck!”  He yelled.

Delicately she removed it from her mouth, “Baby?  Can I have a raise?”

“YES!” 

She wrapped her lips around him once again. 
Marty suddenly tensed, the orgasm hitting him by surprise.  Nicole gripped his cock and watched him spurt clear into the air, a small grunt broadcasting each
spurt of semen.  It was like cannon fire!  She let the mess gather on his tummy and she used her forefinger to trace along the warm creamy fluid while his muscles twitched involuntarily at her touch. 

He
lay back
on his the bed in exhaustion and Nicole too
k
his
discarded
shirt and
wiped him clean.  She then joined
him, on her belly, kissing his lips and chin and nose.

Marty reached up
his hands holding the back of her head while he k
issed her deeply, taking her breath away.  Effortlessly he changed positions with her leaving him on top.  Again, he kissed her lips, her chin, her neck.  His tongue snaked out, equally as long as hers and he trailed it down her breast and over her nipple.

Nicole squirmed at bit, her pussy throbbing and pounding mercilessly.

Marty pushed both breast together and then alternately licked and teased one nipple then the other.  He watched her reaction intently.

“Oh…damn.”  She groaned, her eyes hooding slightly.  He released one breast fingering the nipple while he sucked the other.  Gasping, Nicole rotated her pelvis against his thigh.

Marty suddenly lowered his attention, kneeling between her legs he hooked his thumb into her jeans and pulled them off.

Marty couldn’t take his eyes from the mound of dark curls.  With two fingers he gently stroked her
slit,
finding that she was wet and steaming hot.
  He looked up at her while he continued stroking
with his fingers.
 
Nicole’s eyes were two sexy slits.  She gyrated her hips in time to his
manipulations
.  He spread her lips and pressed his mouth onto her hot pussy.

“Ohhh!”  She gasped, hips jerking involuntarily.  Marty’s tongue rapidly jack hammered against her sensitive clit.  This he alternated between long slurpy licks, continuously gauging her reaction, barely taking his eyes from hers.
 
Nicole threw her head from side to side.

“Oh…shit!”  She groaned.

“Is that the spot, Baby?”  He mumbled between mouthfuls of pussy.