CheckMate (Play At Your Own Risk) (3 page)

“Hey Mo I see Monty over in VIP. Let’s go where he’s at,” Candy shouted, then grabbed Mona’s hand.

“I should’ve known you would have sniffed Monty’s ass out even in this big ass crowd,” Mona replied while squeezing through the hyped crowd and gripping Candy’s fingertips until they finally made their way up to the VIP section.

“Well, here’s my lil’ sister and her psychotic ass best friend.” Monty smiled as he checked out Candy’s hips on the sly.

“Now is that the way you to talk to your future wife?” she asked, and then smiled back at Monty and winked her eye.

“You must be feeling good tonight?” Mona asked. Monty continued to smile and rock his head back and forth.

“Why do you say that?” Monty inquired.

“Because you got your darkest pair of shades on and you can’t stop smiling. How many drinks have you had, anyway?” Mona probed before sitting down at Monty’s table.

“I’ve had maybe two or three. I don’t know, but I do feel pretty good,” Monty replied and continued to smile while turning around to scope out the dance floor.

“Damn, this crowd is wild and mad thick.” Mona threw her hand in the air while moving her body in a belly dance motion, swaying from side to side like a smooth sensual wave.

“Hell yeah, I’m feeling this shit tonight, too. Monty, are you treating us?” Candy asked as she flirted.

“Yeah, get what y’all want. Hey, Trina, come here and take my folks order.” The waitress walked over and asked Candy and Mona what they want to drink.

“I’ll have an Incredible Hulk,” Mona said. “Betta yet, let’s make it two off top.”

“
Me too, so make that four off top, and top shelf,” Candy stated while smiling. She then stood up and walked over in front of Monty, who was leaning back on the iron rails that separated them from the crowd. She began rubbing her ass up against Monty’s throbbing dick seductively while grooving to Lil Wayne’s,
The Beat Goes Boom
. As Candy was so smoothly shaking what her mama gave her, Rico walked over and whispered in Monty’s ear.

“Hey, man, you know you my boy, right?”

“Yeah, we like brothers. What’s up?” Monty asked while feeling dazed out by Candy’s ass rubbing up against him.

“I know shawty be all on your dick, but damn, man. Let a brotha try to get with Candy. She fine as hell. I don’t see how you ain’t already hit that, much as she
be up in your face. The gurl is a dime piece fo’ sho, and I wanna rub that ass just one time,” Rico spoke as his eyes were glued to Candy’s sexual dance moves.

“Hey, Candy, here comes Trina with y’all drinks. Why don’t you go have seat by Mona and drink up,” Monty whispered in Candy’s ear as she walked off and sat back down. “Hey, man. I ain’t trying to be funny, but Candy is still seventeen.
Nobody should be sleeping with her lil’ young ass yet. I ain’t gone lie, though, the way she shaking her ass on me makes me wanna fuck her. But, I don’t fuck with nobody under the age of eighteen. Shit, I don’t care how good they look. Some people say age ain’t nothing but a number, but I love my freedom. I don’t even know if I’ll get with her then, but if it happens, it happens. At least she’ll be of age and I ain’t gotta worry about no shit from the law. I might have to deal with her mama, though, and you’ve already heard Candy’s mom doesn’t play. She has always seemed like a sweet lady to me, but you never can judge a book by its cover and you don’t wanna cross her or her family because if you do, you’re playing at your own risk. Now, her daddy, on the other hand, is a real cool cat. He’ll keep you laughing. His only problem is that he’s a player to his heart. Candy and her mama know it, but he takes care of them and he’s good to them regardless of what he does in the streets. So, just chill out with that shit, man. Find another broad to hook up with.”

“Damn! I feel ya. I’ve heard about Candy’s mama beating the shit out of Shay’s mama over her husband and I thought that was rather funny. I see she means business. Well, you ain’t gotta worry about me fucking with Candy no more, not like that. It’s clear she wants you anyway, man.” Rico paused. “Damn, so Candy ain’t but seventeen years old, huh? I didn’t know that shit. I thought she was at least eighteen going on nineteen by now since they graduated this year,” Rico said as he shook his head from side to side in a disappointed kind of way. “Ain’t Mona nineteen already?”

“Naw man, Mona won’t be nineteen until next year, and I just let Candy shake her ass on my dick just to ease her nerve. She’s been wanting me to hit that for couple of years, but I don’t wanna get with her right now because I’ll blow her lil’ young ass mind. She ain’t giving that up, anyway. She’s really just a shit talker. That’s all. Trust me. Anyway, she and Mona are off limits to your ass. You got me?”

“Yeah, man. I just asked about Candy because you’re always acting like you don’t want her and she got mad body. The gurl is fine as hell with them eyes that’s mind blowing. I would take her or your sister, but you put a block on your fine ass sister a long time ago,” Rico continued, and then headed toward the dance floor. “I’ll holla at ya bruh.”

“That’s cool. I’ll be right here making sure these two don’t get into anything.” Monty watched Candy, but she couldn’t tell who he was looking at with his dark shades on.

“Are you rolling tonight?” Mona asked as she waved Monty over to the table.

“I’m flying, rolling, and floating tonight.”

“Oh, so you on them Skittles tonight, huh?” Candy asked as she began to smile.

“Yep, I am. And, it’s too bad you two are too young to be playing around with that shit.”

“Whatever!” Candy said as she
downed her drink with one gulp. “I’ll show you who’s too young. What’s up?”

“Ain’t
nothing up, Candy. I keep telling you that you ain’t my type, so quit trying me like that. Hey, Trina.” Monty flagged her over. “Bring me another Hennessy on the rocks.”

“Oh, I forgot you on that independent woman bullshit. And, I see you done got yourself a new whip. It must be nice. I always loved them Monte Carlos, though. What year is that?” Candy asked as she was trying to start a normal conversation for a change.

“It’s an ‘02, but it’s mad clean on the outside and the inside, and it’s paid for. So, a brotha can’t complain.”

“Yeah, I feel ya,” Candy said just as Chingy featuring Amerie,
Fly Like Me
came on. “Ooh, that’s my shit. I’ma go out on the dance floor, Mona, because you ain’t never seen a gurl look so fly like me. Are you coming?”

“Yeah, let’s go. I see Ross standing over there, anyway, and I wanna tell him something.”

“Tell him what? Maybe you’ll finally tell him that you like him as much as he likes you.” Candy grabbed Mona’s hand and headed toward the dance floor while once again, squeezing through the hyped crowd.

Monty stood in one spot, leaning up against the rails as he looked down and watched Mona and Candy mingle. Rico grabbed Candy by the hand and pulled her on the dance floor as they slow grinded on each other to the Ying Yang Twins,
Bedroom Boom
. Monty began to find himself becoming a little jealous as he watched them all over each other.

“Hey, stranger, what’s up?” a soft spoken voice asked as a sexy woman tapped him from behind and got up in Monty’s face. “I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“I know, lady. I’ve been kinda busy lately. What? You got something for daddy, because daddy always got something for you,” Monty said as he flashed his million dollar, pearly white teeth.

“I bet you do with your fine ass,” said Melanie. “Damn, Monty, you look so good. I just wanna fuck you right here, right now. I’ve been dreaming about that big ass dick ever since I last saw you. I gotta tell ya, you really know how to please a woman. When can I see you again?” she asked as she stood so close to Monty that her lips almost touched his.

“Damn, baby. Back up a lil’ bit. I love sticking my dick in that hot pussy of yours, but you know what I want, right?” Monty questioned, staring nonstop into Melanie’s eyes.

“I got $300 on me right now if you would take me behind the building and bend me over for a quickie. That’s how bad I want you. Just let me feel your fingers rubbing through my pussy hairs. I believe that shit might make me cum,” Melanie said, squirming for some kind of interaction with him.

“I tell you what. Here’s my table,” he replied and pointed. If you wanna sit next to me, I’ll please you right quick. But, I gotta take the whole $300, though, because I got shit to do and you can get the dick when you got the full $500 up front. What about that, baby?” Monty asked as he stood there with confidence that she would agree to the arrangement.

“What are you waiting for? Let’s go.” Melanie grabbed his hand and quickly walked him over to his table.

“Oh yeah, right there, Monty. Just keep rubbing my clit. Right there,” Melanie moaned as Monty ran his fingers through her pussy hairs, and then slid them deep inside her wet, juicy hole.

Monty’s dick got rock hard as he pleased Melanie, but he didn’t want to fuck her because he was serious about his money and she was already $200 short. Interestingly, Monty imagined he was playing in Candy’s pearl, and before he knew it, he snapped back into reality. 

“
Ooohh,” moaned Melanie. “Oh… oh shit… oh shit… I’m cumming.” Melanie released the words out of her mouth as she grabbed hold of Monty’s arm, her body shaking. Her goods exploded all over his fingers. Monty just smiled at her because, as usual, she was another satisfied pawn and he didn’t even have to take out his dick.

“You can sit here if you want. I’m about to go wash my hands,” he said as he stood up and straightened his LRGs out since his pants was showing his dick print. “Damn, gurl. You got my shit hard as hell.”

“Well, here is your money, baby.” Melanie handed Monty the three hundred dollars. “If you come by the house next week when Markus is gone, then I’ll let you hit his stash up for at least an extra $200. That’s just because I’m short this time and you always deserve it.”

“Sounds good to me, and so you know I’ll be expecting seven when I come over, right?” Monty asked as he put the money in his pocket.

“Yeah, you know that’s cool with me because you keep me happy. As long as you continue to do that, then I’ll keep you happy.”

“You betta hope your husband don’t ever find out about your extracurricular activities,” Monty stated, joking around.

“I ain’t worried about him. That law firm keeps him working all the time, and those big salary checks always hit my hands first because I get to the bank way before he does. I spend big and he doesn’t ever miss anything. But, I be missing you, Monty. Please tell me that you’ll come next week.”

“I’ll come next week for you. I mean literally, I’ll cum.” He walked off, cool as ever, heading toward the men’s restroom. Candy came out of nowhere and grabbed him by the hand, but he snatched it back quickly. “Wait a minute, gurl,” Monty quickly said.

“Eww! Your hand feels sticky,” Candy said as she followed him down by the restrooms.

“I spilled my drink and I’m about to go wash my hands now. Gone and wash yours, too, before that liquor start to smell on you. You know how you like to put on that lip gloss of yours.”

“Yeah, I know, right. I’ll meet you back out here, okay.” Candy walked inside of the women’s restroom. She walked over to the sink and began to wash her hands. She looked in the mirror to make sure her face was still flawless and her lip gloss continued to shine. She smiled because she thought the night was only going to get better. She walked out of the restroom and to her surprise, Monty was standing there waiting for her. “Wow, I didn’t expect to see you.”

“I just figured that you needed some assistance getting back to the table. I know you’re feeling good and I don’t want to be responsible for anything happening to you. You know you’re very outspoken when you’re on that alcohol.” Monty grinned, and began to lead the way back to the VIP section.

“Are you done drinking for the night? Because, I’m about to order another Hennessy on rocks,” Monty asked Candy as he called Trina back over.

“Yeah, order me another Incredible Hulk and that’s going to be it for me tonight. Nigga, you done had about five cups of Hennessy already. You betta slow down before your sister be driving your ass home later,” she replied, simply enjoying having a decent conversation with Monty. She sat there very amused by him because he was not teasing her and it felt so right. She had been feeling Monty ever since she could remember. He was her first crush and she wasn’t even a teenager yet. Since she was of age, her only thoughts and dreams were to make him see her for who she really was - a genuine woman who really cared for him.

“Where is Mona, anyway?” Monty looked around the club.

“She’s over there talking to Ross,” Candy answered as she pointed in the crowd. “She’s enjoying herself, so don’t worry about her.”

“Oh, it’s all good. I like my man, Ross. He’s a real cool cat. I’d rather see her talking to him than some old bitch ass nigga just out for some pussy.”

“Well, you must not be a bitch ass nigga. You ain’t asked for my pussy, yet, and I been throwing it in your face for a long time, now. It kinda turns me on though, because I know there’s nothing wrong with me even though you try and act like it is. But, really, you’re just being a gentleman and I like it,” Candy explained while blushing.