Ratchet Bitches 2 (7 page)

“You’re right, but that’s because I love you and I want you to be happy. I honestly don’t have a problem with Tessa coming over. She seems to be cool people. She’s definitely funny and y’all must share something special for you to even consider her your best friend. Trust me, I know you and I’ve seen that bad girl image that you once portrayed in action.” He said with a slight smile on his face as he thought back at the time he pulled her off of Jamal’s psycho wife after an altercation between her and Lauren in the Wal-Mart parking lot.

Bianca laughed, knowing exactly what he was talking about. “I only did that, because that bitch hit my sister and she was holding my nephew. You know I don’t play about my sisters. At times, we may not get along very well, but we’ll go to war for each other.”

“That I know,” he said with chuckle. “I thought you were about to kill that lady. I’m surprised that the Wal-Mart security officers didn’t come out or call the police.”

Bianca laughed. “I only punched her ass in the face. Had I really put these hands on her, she would’ve been in the hospital, and then they wouldn’t have had a choice but to call the police.”

“I already know it,” Tory said with a shake of the head. He then chuckled. “And, let’s not forget about that kiss you planted on Justin inside my club that night.”

Bianca playfully hit him as she sat up and leaned over to kiss him. “Quit playing. You know I only did that because your ex was standing there over us like she was trying to straighten me or make a point. So, I had to show the bitch that I’m not desperate for a man. I didn’t want Justin’s old scrawny ass, though. He just happened to show up at the right time for me to fool you like he could’ve been my man. Hell, I don’t see why my sister is so crazy about his cheating ass.” She said, thinking back at how she caught the two of them fondling each other inside of Kerry’s bedroom.

“Well, that wouldn’t be for you to know, sweetie. It’s obviously something that keeps her attracted to him.” He said then kissed her. “Just like it’s so much that keeps me attracted to you.”

“You just like this good ol’ wet, wet I be throwing on you.” She teased, making him laugh.

“I must admit it. You do have some really good stuff down there.” He said, sliding his hand inside of her loose fitted, cotton Victoria Secret boy shorts. “I think you should give me some now, just to remind me of how good it is.”

Bianca laughed, but she definitely didn’t mind giving him what he asked of her. “Sure,” she said, quickly coming out of her short, cotton bottoms and straddling him. She could feel the bulge of his hard erection poking out like it would come through his jeans as they kissed passionately. Tory slid his hands up her white fitted tee-shirt and started caressing her breasts. Bianca’s pussy throbbed at just the touch of his gentle hands, massaging her most sensitive bodily parts. Hands down, Tory was no joke when it came down to them having sex. He went all in, one-hundred percent every time, which only made her go just that harder at making sure that she pleased him, too.

Bianca sat up just enough for Tory to pull his Tru Religion jeans down so they could get in a quickie. She leaned back, balancing herself on her knees as he slid his thickness inside her juice box. Her hands pressed against Tory’s chest while she held her head back and gently rode him. Back and forth she rode on his hard dick, listening to him softly moan from ecstasy. From time to time, Bianca would pop her ass up and down on him, enjoying the look of pleasure on her husband’s face. She’d ride him slow, and then fast, as each move on his dick stimulated her walls even more. They embraced as their bodies touched one another. Tory hugged her tight as if he was never letting go, feeling her walls tighten up around the shaft of his dick. Her creamy insides had him on the go as he pumped her strong and long from the bottom. Her pussy was slippery wet and very good.

“Cum on my dick,” he whispered, causing her to ride him faster. Her juices were overflowing making the feel of her clit rubbing against his skin throb from the erotic sensation he was giving her. “Cum on this dick,” he insisted.

In no time, she was moaning out loud and screaming, “I’m cumin’, baby. I’m cumin’.” She started hugging him tighter as her body shook with pleasure. The sound of her sexy voice forced Tory to release all of his goods inside of her as he let out a deep breath that he’d been holding in for quite some time. Bianca grinned as she sat there on top of him.

“Whew,” she said, letting out a deep breath. “Now that, my husband, was too damn good.”

He laughed a little. “Yes, it was.” He agreed with a satisfied smile on his face. Bianca got up and grabbed her shorts off of the floor. Tory stood up with his pants hanging around his ankles.

“Come on, let me clean you up.” Bianca said, leading the way down the hall to the bathroom. Tory followed closely behind her, walking like he had shackles on. No sooner than they could make it in the bathroom for Bianca to clean them up, the doorbell rang. “Damn, that’s gotta be Tessa. She always shows up at the perfect time.

Tory grinned. “Good thing we’re finished or she would’ve been outside waiting.”

“I know that’s right,” Bianca agreed as she cleaned herself up right quick and then handed him a different warm wash cloth.

“What are you doing?” Tory asked with a slight frown on his face. “This is your job.” He teased.

She playfully hit him on the arm. “No sir,” she said. “I have company at the door, so now it’s your job.”

“Okay, do a brother like that then.” Tory joked as Bianca quickly kissed his lips then exited the bathroom, heading back up front to let her bestie, Tessa, come in.  

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No sooner than Bianca could open the door, she eyed Tessa up and down. Of course she had to have on the shortest of Daisy Dukes that she’d ever seen. “Must you wear some clothes, sometimes?” Bianca pondered while reaching out for a friendly hug.

“Hey girl, it’s hot as hell out this door. Plus, my damn air condition fucked up in my car. I gotta do better.”

“Yes, you do.” Bianca said. “Come on in.”

Tessa walked in and followed Bianca to the living room where they sat down to talk about her moving in. “You talking about my shorts, but yours are not that much longer than mine.” Tessa said with a playful roll of her eyes.

“Yeah, but I can wear stuff like this. It’s my house and my husband already knows what’s under here. I don’t need you walking around him with that kinda mess on.” Bianca always admired Tessa’s body. She was definitely a bad bitch. Her only problem was that at times it was like she didn’t know it and therefore always wanted to show it. That couldn’t be a good look for a man that wanted a woman to settle down with which was probably why she always found herself being single.

“Wow, listen at you.” Tessa said with a smile. “I respect that. I’m not looking at your husband like that even though he is fine as hell.” She teased.

“Yeah well, keep your eyeballs to yourself and we’ll be just fine.”

“Now, you know I wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize our long term friendship. We’re like sisters. I mean, I know we may bicker every now and then, but I wouldn’t be moving in here to cause you any chaos.”

“Good,” Bianca said, feeling relieved that Tessa didn’t give her any push back. “So, what are your plans? I mean, you don’t work so what are you gonna do to make a living?”

“Listen, I know that you’re not gonna take care of me. This I already know. I will pay my own way.” She smiled. “I have some good news anyway.”

“What?” Bianca quickly asked out of curiosity.

Tessa smiled really big with her perfectly straight, white teeth. “I have a job as of this morning.”

The look of surprise covered Bianca’s face. “Oh really?” she asked. Tessa never worked. She always looked for men to take care of her and or supply her with her needs. “Who did you talk into hiring you?” she chuckled.

“Dips and Splits,” Tessa said proudly.

Bianca frowned. “Dips and splits,” she repeated, still with a baffled expression on her face. “Talking about downtown?”

“Yep,” Tessa said like she really had herself a good job. “Girl, I can make some good money there. The owner, Tom, said that if a drug dealer or a celebrity drops through that I could make anywhere from about one-thousand to ten-thousand in one night.”

“So, you’re gonna be a stripper now?” Bianca asked just to make sure that she was hearing her best friend correctly.

“Yeah, you say that like it’s a bad thang. I mean, look at this body; why not?”

Bianca shook her head with light laughter. “Well, for one you’re thirty-two years old. I thought that your stripper days were over twelve years ago.”

“Had I known that I was leaving my job to get with a so called baller only to have him leave me hanging; I would’ve kept my ass on the pole back in the day. I’m sure by now I would’ve had the money saved up to live my life like I want too. Tom is excited to have me back. He says that it’s like I’ve not changed a bit since back then.”

“Hell, you haven’t,” Bianca uttered. “And, neither has Tom I’m sure with that bald ass shiny head. I mean damn, how long has he been running that spot?” She often times thought that Tessa was delusional and always made the craziest decisions. This only took her back to why they were even best friends, because not long ago she was just like her. Now that she’d made some major changes in her life, going back to the way things were wasn’t an option.

“Look, this is a quick way for me to make some money and the quicker I do that, the quicker I can get out of your house.”

Bianca nodded her head, agreeing. “Well, you make a point there. You don’t have to do that though just so you can move quicker. I just don’t think that being a stripper at this age is a good look. You want a husband some day, don’t you?”

“Yeah, I do but I don’t have a prince charming that has stepped up to the plate to take care of me. So, I have to go find one. If that’s inside the strip club then so be it.”

“How do you know that this one will be able to take care of you? Remember, the last one couldn’t and you found that out quickly. I think you should just go back to school or something.”

“School wasn’t for me when I was in it. So, I know that it’s not for me now. Hell, I’ve matured a lot since back then. I know what to look for. I just think that this will be a good thing. I can certainly still shake my ass and much better than back in the day.” She said, standing up. “You wanna see it?”

This was one of the things Bianca loved about her bestie. She was just as much holds barred as she was. “Yeah do a lil booty shake for me.” Bianca said with a wide smile spread across her face. She was ready to see some entertainment and to liven up the mood. Tessa started grinding her ass in the lil coochie cutters she had on. Then she dropped it like it was hot and picked it back up, dancing to her own tune inside of her head.

“You see this?” She asked, pointing at her fat dairy ere.

“Oh yeah, I see it.” Bianca said, still smiling. Tessa certainly knew how to wind her ass up and Bianca always got a kick out of watching her. Tessa walked over and started popping it on Bianca.

“So, this is how you’re gonna be giving your lap dances, huh?”

“Yep,” Tessa said still popping it up and down and winding it like she was in Hawaii dancing for guests at a Luau.

“Shake it girl,” Bianca sang, now caught up in Tessa’s seductive dance. “All you’re missing is the pole.”

“Yeah, that’s all she’s missing.” Tory said as he entered the living room, causing Tessa to immediately stop her show.

“Okaaaaay, guess we’re done here.” Bianca quickly said as she stood to her feet. “Sorry babe, we’d gotten carried away.”

Tory smiled. Seeing Bianca let her hair down and enjoy herself always made him feel good. “Oh no, you’re alright. I’m just leaving for a little while, anyway. How are you Tessa?” Tory asked, staring her right in the face. There was no way he’d let his eyes wander down to her short shorts that showed off her nice thick thighs and legs.

“I’m good, Tory.” She responded, clearing her throat. “I’m sorry. I was just having a little fun with my girl.”

“Yeah, that’s all.” Bianca chimed in; hating that Tory had witnessed Tessa doing the booty dance in such tiny clothing.

“It’s okay, babe.” He said to Bianca. “Really, it’s all good. Y’all have fun and I’ll be back later. I’ll also stop by mom and dad’s place and get the kids on my way back home.”

“Sounds good,” Bianca said as she kissed him softly on the lips. “Love you,” she said.

“I love you too.” He said back. “See you later, Tessa.”

“Okay, Tory.” She said. The minute he was out the door, she started back booty dancing up on Bianca trying to be funny.

Bianca slapped her on the ass. “Get it girl,” she said already enjoying Tessa’s company. Once they’d stopped playing around, Bianca sat back down. She was out of breath from dancing with Tessa. “Now, you know that can’t happen again.”

“What?”

“You can’t be dancing like that when my man is home, especially in nothing like those lil shorts you got on. You better save this type of shit for the strip club.”

“I got you, B.” Tessa seriously responded. “I promise to be on my best behavior and not wear any booty shorts around the house. In a month’s time I hope to be gone. Just give me that long and I’ll be grateful forever.”

“I won’t pressure you. I just want you to know that some things I’m not gonna have around here. There will be no smoking or getting high of any kind.” She said, referring to Tessa sniffing cocaine from time to time.

“I’ve chilled on that stuff.”

“Well, we should be good then.” Bianca said. “Now, since I’ve gotten that out the way, let’s have a drink.” She said, getting up. “Follow me into the kitchen.”

“Oh you still drink? I thought you had turned all the way into a good girl for a minute.” Tessa chuckled.

“Girrrrl, I still love to have fun. I just do it in a more conservative manner now.” Bianca told her as she grinned. Tessa followed her into the kitchen. Having a drink was certainly right up her alley and it felt good to share it with her best friend of more than twenty-five years.

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