Girl Next Door

7/24/2007

Today seemed to be like any other day. It’s 95 degrees with
80 percent humidity. The air conditioner is working overtime
to keep my apartment cool. I just stepped in the shower when
my phone began to ring. I swear someone is looking in on me
and decides to call me when they see that I got into the shower
and just got my body wet. Usually I jump out the shower and
see what inconsiderate person is trying to rob me of my meditation
time. Don’t sit there and tell me you’ve never gone into
the bathroom to take a shower or to take care of business
and heard phone ring and say to yourself, “You’ve got to
be kidding me!” Anyway today that phone is just gonna have
to ring. I need this shower to get my head on straight.


It’s been three weeks since I broke up with my girlfriend
of three years. I know what you’re thinking. What could
possibly happen. The sum of all fears happened. I caught
my girl Sheena cheating on me with another man. Now when
I say I caught her I mean I caught her. I’m talking about walking
into the bedroom where she and I made love and fucked each
other brains out countless times and seeing your woman
and another man performing the ghetto Karma Sutra. You
know I must be the last of a dying breed. Most men and women
I know would of grab something hard and go Barry Bonds on
that ass. Thank goodness I have the gift of remaining calm
under stressful situations. Can you imagine that. You
standing there in the doorway of the bedroom and seeing
your baby do things to another man that you thought were
exclusive to you? I couldn’t imagine it either until I saw
it with my own eyes. If it weren’t for the guy taking a minute
to stop his eyes from rolling into the back of his head she
would of never even seen me. I guess it’s quite hard to notice
your surroundings when you’re balls deep into giving someone
a blowjob. You should of seen her face. Sheena just sat there
looking at me like she was a deer caught in the headlights
of a car. What she said next takes the cake. Let me recall
her statement correctly. What did she say…”Baby its not
what you think.” Are you kidding me? You’re damn near gagging
on this mans dick and you mean to tell me that its not what
I think! Let me guess, ole boy is a dentist making a house
call and he’s filling a cavity. I didn’t say a word. I just
dropped the keys to her apartment on the floor and walked
out. Sheena followed me down the stairs yelling and screaming
begging to explain. Folks that live in her complex opened
their doors and came out to see what was going. I kept walking
toward my black Infinity FX35 and didn’t say a word.


Sheena’s been calling me non stop but I have nothing to
say to her not that there is anything to say. I sat down and
really thought about the whole thing trying to make sense
of it. Examining things that I done and said that may have
made this chic do something like this. I did everything
right. I was everything that a woman could ask for. I was
kind, sweet, expressive and I listened. I’m not wealthy
but I’m comfortable. I make an honest living as a cop. Apparently
it wasn’t enough. Then there’s the guy. From the looks of
him he looked like some I’ve arrested a couple of times
for pumping crack into their our own people. I really can’t
blame dude. It’s the game and I was its most recent victim.
He has to ask for the booty but she’s gotta give it up. Oh well
her lost and someone else’s gain.


I checked the caller ID to see who called and saw that mom
called. I listened to the voice mail from my mother who is
checking in on her oldest and his recent life tragedy.
I would call her back but my mother would talk your ear off.
For example, my mother would be talking to me and I can put
the phone down and walk away and complete a mission of SOCOM
on my Playstation 2. I’ll pick up the phone and my mother
would still be going. I swear you’ve got to say all that you’re
gonna say in the beginning because once you stop and she
starts it’s a wrap. Mamma will talk you into a comma. She
means well but I gotta be in the mood to deal with the one way
conversation. Sorry Mamma, I’m gonna have to get back to
you later. After throwing on a Nike T-shirt, a pair of shorts
and some Nike sneakers I bounce out the door to run some errands.



It’s so damn hot out here I wish that I could wait until later
I went out but if you don’t pay those bills you’re gonna find
yourself out a house, no whip, and bad credit. Not that I
can get financing for the car of my dreams (Aston Martin
Vanquish V12 in pearl white) but I do alright. I stop myself
from daydreaming about my favorite car and notice the red
Toyota Solara park next to my whip. I’ll lose my mind if someone
hit my car because their trying to talk on a cell phone and
drive at the same time or pull the stunt I seen last week.
I stopped this lady for driving with her knees and putting
on make up. She couldn’t find the problem with that. Anyway
the Solara has a sister driving it. By the looks of things
she having a hard time trying to park between my car and a
blue Honda Pilot. Babygirl is really out there struggling.
The security guard at the Comcast service center notices
and rushes outside to help this woman. He’s standing behind
her guiding her in like she’s piloting a Boeing 767. After
a lot of hand signals and another of approaches she finally
gets her car in the space next to mine.


Of course everyone is now looking to see who the hell was
out there messing up the parking lot. Out steps this sister
wearing white Capri pants that hug her hips show off the
shape of lower body. She wears a mid cut tight baby blue Baby
Phat T-shirt that has a slight cut in the middle of the shirt
that displays a tasteful amount of cleavage of her luscious
breast. On her feet she sports a pair of white Nike sneakers.
Her hair is black with brown highlights. It glistened in
the sun and had a healthy bounce. Sister looks like she can
close down a mall shopping and and takes good care of her
body. This brother in front of me almost broke his neck turning
staring at this woman. I ain’t gonna lie, sister was very
attractive but I wasn’t about to drop my jaw and make my eyes
pop out like that coyote on those old cartoons. Besides
I wasn’t ready to deal with any women right now. Not in the
state of mind I was in.


She stood in line and I could tell she was a bit embarrassed
for the display she just put on in the parking lot. After
paying my overpriced cable bill I got into my car and headed
to the cleaners to pick up my uniforms and to the grocery
store to pick up items for dinner tonight. As I enter my apartment
complex I stop to grab my mail or should I say more bills and
out the corner of my eye I notice a red car go by. I turn around
to see a red Toyota Solara roll by with the same sister from
Comcast driving. Behind it is a Uhaul truck with a couple
of guys driving it. The Solara stops and then reverses back
to where I am standing. She stops and steps out. I can see
her up close and personal now. She wears lip gloss that make
you want to reach out and kiss her with a deep passionate
kiss. Her eyes are brown almond bedroom eyes with beautiful
eyelashes. Straight up, she is bad!


“Hello” she says. “I’m sorry to bother you but do you know
where K building is?” “Yes I do” as I close my mailbox. “Just
continue straight until you see the clubhouse and turn
left and continue all the way around the corner and you’ll
see it on your right.” I can see in her face that she was kind
of confused so I offered to just show her. “I’ll tell you
what, I live in K building why don’t I just show you. My name
is Jai and let me be the first welcome you to the complex.”
I extend my hand to shake hers. She shakes my hand and smiles.
Her hand is soft but yet has a firm grip. She has on a fragrance
on that smells spicy and warm. She stands about 5‘ 2“ and
is fine! “Hi I’m Fire.” I look at her in astonishment. “Fire”
I say.“ I smile and tell her to follow me. As I walk to my car
I can feel her eyes on me. I look back at her as I get into my
car and confirm she is looking at me. In my car I wonder what
she is thinking about. Is she thinking can she use me as a
handyman? What about the guy who helps her carry groceries
in? Nah, maybe she isn’t thinking about me at all. I settle
for the latter and drive toward our building. I park car
next to my police cruiser under the carport. Fire and her
group park near the stairs and start to unload. I grab my
food and my uniforms and make my way toward my door. My door
faces the stairs but my patio has a good view of mountains.
Here in Denver some people have to pay this view. Not me.
I just said hey I’m a cop and the management company hooked
a brother I offer my assistance to one of the guys in the Uhaul
truck. He declines and tells me that more folks are on the
way to help out. Cool I didn’t really want to pull a back muscle
lifting furniture.


I go inside my apartment where the AC has the place cool
and comfortable and pop in an old Mary J Blige CD so I can feel
depressed just a little while longer. I hear a knock at the
door and look out the peep hole. To my surprise I see Fire
standing at my door wearing everything she had on earlier
except for her Phat Farm shirt. Now she is rocking a white
a sports bra. She is looking good! Damn! I opened the door
hiding the excitement that is now starting build every
time I see her. She smiles and apologizes for disturbing
me and then asks to come into. She steps in and I see her analyzing
my apartment as she walks toward the sofa. I offer her a bottle
of water and ask her what’s on her mind. She sits down and
asks, “So you’re a cop huh?” I nod. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure” I say. “Would it be ok if you could look out for me from
time to time?” I ask her, “What do you mean?” She goes on to
tell me about her ex-boyfriend that has abused her in the
past and was looked up for giving her a beating. As she tells
me about this idiot I can’t help but to think what man would
beat a woman especially this woman. Then I’m thinking,
what does she take me for Captain Save a Hoe? Not me Jack,
I’m all set with that. I tell her to just call 911 for emergencies.
As fine as this woman is I am not willing to get involved personally
with this woman and have her beating on my door at all times
of the night.


As she continues to speak my mind wanders into a scene where
I am sitting on my sofa right where Fire is sitting right
now and Fire is on my lap with her legs wrapped around my waist.
She’s slowly thrusting her hips into my waist rubbing her
pussy up against my throbbing dick. I caress the small of
her back all the way into her Capri pants passing my hand
into her thong that is letting all of her honey brown ass
show. I squeeze her ass pushing and guiding her pussy against
my dick. Every thrust is hitting the right spot as Fire gasps
and grabs the back of my head for leverage kissing me deeply
and slowly. I lift her up and sit her down on the sofa. If I
did anymore grinding I was either gonna bust a nut in my pants
or punch a hole through my shorts.


A knock at the door interrupts her story and my day dream.
It’s my boy Sid. Sid and I go back a few years since I moved
here from New Jersey. He and I were the only brothers in our
academy class. So you know we had to stick together. Sid
comes from Jamaica by way of Boston. This cat is funny as
hell and always has some shit going on with a woman. Sid has
a thing for plus size women. If you asked him why he’ll tell
you, “…More cushion for the pushing. Little women can’t
take the pain I bring.” Like he’s knocking sisters out.
This self described “Bedroom Bully” walks in and immediately
sizes up Fire. “And just whom this may be?” “This is my new
neighbor Fire.” “Fire” he says as he reaches out for her
and kisses it. I stand there in amazement. Sid putting a
move on a woman who is a size 5/6. This is truly a shocking
moment. Fire feeling a bit uncomfortable from the brash
come on from Sid excuses herself saying “Jai since you have
company I’ll catch up with you later sometime. Thanks for
your time and welcoming me to the complex. It’s nice to have
nice neighbors.” She waves closes the door and even before
the it closes all the way Sid starts, “Man you are the luckiest
man I know. You lose your girl and find another one within
the same month in your same complex! You’re the man!” “Sid
how am I the man? My girl left me for some two bit hustler and
I’m the man? Brah you’ve got some stats ratings that need
to be reevaluated. He continues, “Look all I’m saying is
that baby girl is fine as all hell. If you’re not trying to
get with that you’ve got some issues YOU need to work out.”
I counter by saying, “Sid, you know it’s not a good idea to
sleep with where you play. I gotta keep my head clear.” “Look
Jai if you’re not going to get with that fine ass sister,
I’m going right after that.” “Anyway Sid what’s happening?”
“Man I came to tell you about last night. I knew it. Here comes
another story about his latest conquest. “You know George
from Internal Affairs right.” “Yeah what’s up?” “You know
he was banging ole girl from the District 13.” “The little
red head that looks like Faith Evans” I ask. “Nah, nah the
blond head sergeant that works overnights.” “Oh ok I know
who you’re talking about. I thought she was a lesbian.”
“Brah you know damn well she ain’t no lesbian” he jumps in.
Eager for the story I ask, “Sid tell me what happened.” “So
last night I see George and ole Sarge in the gym working it
out and I mean working it out.” I’m walking out the gym just
as George’s wife Vanessa walks past me. Man you know it was
going down. I turned around and walked in just as Vanessa
is slapping the hell out of George. Ole Sarge jumps in between
them and gets leveled by a right hook that would make George
Forman envious.” I walk from the fridge passing him a Heineken
yelling, “You saw George get knocked out?” “It was like
the scene from Friday when Debo knocked the hell out of Red
and Smokey was standing over him saying, “You got knocked
the fuck out!”


We sat there laughing our asses off at the latest drama.
Sid’s phone rings and he has this shit eating grin showing
off his gold capped tooth. I know immediately it’s a woman
that he’s wooing. He gets up and throws up the peace sign
and bounces out the door jumps into his white Cadillac Escalade
rolls out for another episode. I glance at the clock and
see it’s getting close to 7 PM. In an hour I gotta meet with
my personal trainer. I look out the patio doors and see Fire
with a couple of females who I assume came by to help her move
in. I scan the crowd and can’t help but notice that they are
all attractive. This would be the group you’d see at the
club and would have a hard time trying to decide which one
you wanted to approach. I must have been looking too hard
Fire turns around and sees me standing there examining
her posse. She smiles and gives me that cute little wave
that women like to do when they just use their fingers to
wave. Her girls are doing the only thing that all women would
do at this point, asking a lot of questions. “Who’s that?
How do you know him?” and every other question that comes
to mind. I wave back and walk to my bedroom and change so I
can go to the gym. I’ve gotta get out of here her and get my
swole on.


It’s about 9:30 PM when I get back home. I feel like I’m about
to fall out. My personal trainer Marc most of had a fight
with his wife Debra. He worked me like a today. This is
common behavior when he and Debra fight. At the gym there’s
usually a lot of yelling at me for his lack of manhood at home.
I roll up to my usual parking spot next to my patrol cruiser
and see Fire’s car next to mine. At first I’m like, “Oh no
she didn’t.” But hey what’s a parking spot. Only that I’ve
been parking here for the last year and a half. I just park
on the other side of her car and stroll to my door feeling
half dead. Inside I check the caller ID and see Sheena has
called 3 times since I was at the gym. I guess she is catching
the hint there weren’t any messages from her on voicemail.
I take a shower and made a protein shake. I’m searching through
the TV Guide on cable to find out what’s coming on worth watching.
Nothing tonight. You know what that means, early night.
Passing on playing Playstation 2 and doing anything else
I hit the sack and fall asleep.


About four days go by before I run into my new neighbor.
I haven’t seen any trace of her except for her car in my spot
every time I come home. It’s 7:30 PM and I’m sitting down
with Sid at a soul food joint called Ma’s Place on Washington
Street. Sid is telling me about Sofia. He swears this may
be the one. I hear the mumble rumble like in Charlie Brown
cartoons but I don’t hear any words he’s saying. I’m thrown
off by the red Toyota Solara that just pulled into the parking
lot right next to the door. Out steps Fire wearing a two piece
navy blue suit with a satin white shirt with black heels.
Her hair is flowing and bouncing just as day one when I met
her. She opens the door and you should see the brothers in
here lose their minds. Brothers from young thugs to old
players and executives drop their forks and get distracted
from their food that usually commands their attention.
She sees me and smiles happy to make a connection in a place
where she’s the newest item on the menu. “Hi there” she says.
Sid looks up and gestures for her to sit next to him. This
is the same guy telling me that he might have found the one
for him. That boy is something else. “Fancy meeting you
here” I reply. “I come here all the time after work when there
aren’t any leftovers or I don’t feel like cooking. Long
days at the office will do that to you.” “What kind of work
demands such long hours and chairman of the board clothing?”
“I work at Merrill Lynch as an assistant to the Senior VP
of Southwestern Operations. He’s always flying here and
there doing this and doing that. So he keeps me busy.” Sid’s
phone rings just at the right time and excuses himself and
heads out to make love on the phone. Fire slides in closer
to the table as the waitress comes by and takes her order.
She takes a sip of her raspberry tea and I look at her suit
and how it embraces her body. Tastefully it shows her hips
and small waistline. Her blazer hugs her breast and her
heels help define her already well defined legs.


There’s an awkward moment of silence between us. It’s
broken up by Fire stating, “Your uniform fits you well.”
“Thanks I reply. I go to the gym to stay fit and keep a healthy
soul.” “I’ve always wanted to become a cop but I never took
the opportunity to make it happen. Is it rough?” she asks.
“Yes at times you’ll have rough days and there are days that
make you feel happy because you know you did the right thing
and help someone who couldn’t help themselves.” The waitress
brings out her food all wrapped up and ready to go. Fire not
expecting her food to be ready so quickly expresses some
disappointment that this could be the end of the conversation.
She asks, “When will I get a chance to see you again?” “I wasn’t
aware that you wanted to see me again” I state. “I’m usually
not forward. Men are usually the ones making the moves but
the day I moved in and I was outside talking to my girls I turned
around and saw you standing there I felt something weird.
It felt like a twisting topsy turvy motion in my stomach
that I really can’t describe.” I really wanted to tell her
about the throbbing sensation that I had in my pants when
she sat on my sofa but I think that would be the wrong move.
Instead I say something that I thought I’d never say or any
man in their right mind would say. “I’m flattered that you’d
like to see me again but I’m really not in the right frame
of mind. My girlfriend and I just broke up and I’m slowly
dealing with it.” “You poor thing. What happened?” Without
going into many details I told Fire I caught Sheena with
another man. She sat there covering her mouth in astonishment
in disbelief. She reached and held my hands rubbing them
ever so caring. “I’m so sorry Jai. I wish that wouldn’t happen
to anyone. Is there anything that I can do to help you out?”
“Thanks but no thanks” I reply. I’m keeping myself busy
with work and other projects.” “Well you’re more than welcome
to hang out with me at movie or whatever…if you want.” She
reaches into her pocket inside her blazer and pulls out
a business card and writes down a few numbers. “On the front
you’ll find my business numbers and on the back I wrote down
my home, cell and my apartment number. I didn’t remember
if I ever told you which apartment number I stayed in.” As
I look at her card I can smell the sweet smell of the fragrance
she’s wearing. Man does it have my nose open! Fire grabs
her food and heads to the door. Write before she passes my
table she stops and walks over to me leans over and gives
a soft sexually moist kiss on my forehead. She then leans
over to my ear and whispers, “There’s no reason why you shouldn’t
call me or why you can’t get in touch with me. It would make
my day to hear from you.” Right after that I swear it was a
scene from a movie when everyone and everything stops moving
and all you hear is a fork falling onto someone plate. She
made her way to the door and not a mans head in the place didn’t
break as she walked by. No lie every brother was stopped
grubbing the best plate of food in town to watch the best
ass in town walked by. Fire got in her car waved and took off.
A bunch of cats in the restaurant were whistling and clapping
their hands giving my props. I sat there thinking about
did I really want to get involved with her. Now I know what
you’re saying, “What brother in his right mind would turn
that woman down?” That’s just it. I wasn’t in my right mind
and haven’t been ever I seen Sheena in action with that guy.
I could play the hard role and tell you that I wasn’t phased
and just went to the next girl I had lined up. I was exclusive
to our relationship. Yeah it’s a rare to hear that or even
see it but I wasn’t into playing games and lying. Even after
this bullshit went down I’m not gonna change who I am. The
right woman is out there for me Lord let it be Fire!


A whole week has gone by and I haven’t seen or heard from
Fire except when I called her and left a message. She called
back and left me a message. I called again and felt like I
was playing phone tag and just hung up when the voice mail
kicked in. I was all set with getting down with the phone
tag . It’s like dealing a chain letter in your email. Sometime
it’s fun other times it’s just annoying.





I’m the supermarket picking up a few things for dinner.
It’s a couple days since I prepared a meal of my own. With
all the hours I’m working I’ve been spending money on food
when I could of just brown bagged my lunch. I’m standing
going through the meats in the beef section. You know it’s
not easy to get the right amount of quality meat for the right
price. Out of the corner of my eye I see the honey brown skin
of a female wearing Adidas red shorts which a matching jacket.
I look up and see Fire looking down at with a sexy smile on
her face. “Hello there handsome.” “Handsome?” I say. “Oh
you mean the meat?” Fire gives me that devilish grin and
I get the impression that I’m about to hear something that
is gonna catch me off guard. “Well I haven’t seen the meat
but I’ll bet half of my salary that if the man is handsome
then the meat he’s packing is handsome as well.” This woman
is a trip. She’s got the gift of gab. I think she’s looking
at me as a wounded animal and she’s hunting me. I’m ready
to flip this little game and see where this goes. “I’m shopping
for dinner tonight if you don’t have any plans care to join
me?” I ask. “Not until just now. What time did you want me
to be ready?” I smile and say, “Dinner will be ready around
7 PM.” “Did you want me to bring anything” she asks. “Nope
just show up at 7 PM.” She approaches me and kisses my forehead
and leaves.


It’s 6:30 PM and dinner is done. I prepared boneless, skinless,
chicken quarters on top of stuffing topped with cream of
chicken soup. I also did a steak on the grill of my patio just
in case she wasn’t feeling the chicken. There’s a California
mix of vegetables that include carrots, broccoli, cauliflower
and peas. I made brown rice and baked sweet potatoes. It’s
a good amount of food but I just wanted to provide some options.
I put on a couple of Cds I made recently that have R & B
jams on them. Not the booty jumping ones and not quite the
mushy ones either. I’m talking about JOE- I Wanna Know,
Donnell Jones- You Know That I Love You, Jaheim- Put That
Woman First. I bounce to the shower to wash the “I’ve been
cooking” smell off of me. You know what happens next? The
damn phone rings. I grab a towel and walk out to pick up the
phone. “Hello!’” I answer. “Jai?’ ‘Yeah who’s this?’ ‘It’s
me Fire.’ ‘Oh what’s up?’ ‘Nothing much just on my way to
your place. Did you want me to get anything before I come
over.’ ’I got everything covered unless you have a particular
drink you’re fond of.’ ’Well I’m easy when it comes to drinks.
I don’t drink anything that will put me on my ass. I wanna
be in control of the decisions I make.’ As she’s speaking
I can hear keys jingling and a door closing. Is she talking
to me on the phone as she’s leaving her place to come to mine?
Nah! Why would she do that? No later did I think that she knocks
on the door. I open the door and welcome her in. “Hey! Sorry
you caught me while I was taking a shower. I guess I wasn’t
keeping track of the time.” She smiles and lifts her heard
up as though she is smelling the air. “What’s for dinner?”
Chicken or Steak, veggies, and I thought we go out and get
dessert. She smiles and starts laughing. “What?!” I ask.
“You poor thing, you have soap in your hair. Go finish your
shower. Where is your bottle opener, I think I’ll have a
glass of wine.” I pass her the bottle opener and go back to
my shower. I’m thinking I gotta hurry to get back out there
and entertain my guest when I hear the bathroom door open
up. It felt like the scene in Psycho when Norman Bates walks
in on the woman when he kills her. My mind is trippin…What
the hell is going on? I peek out the shower to see Fire standing
there in all her beauty. Her breast are full and succulent.
Her skin is flawless and she has a look in her eye like I am
the prey. She comes in the shower with me. She doesn’t say
a word. Neither do I. She begins to wash and massage my chest
and arms. Her hands feel so good as touches every inch of
my body. Fire pushes me against the back wall of the shower
and bends over. I can see the water flowing down her back
right over her beautiful ass. It looks like a human water
fall. She washes my dick with her hands. Massaging and damn
near jerking me at the same time. She rinses my dick off with
her hands. Did Fire places her mouth around the head of my
dick and I feel the intimate warmth of her mouth on my dick.
She sucks my head with professional precision. If there
was a course of dick sucking this woman must of graduated
at the top of her class. Damn she was good. I felt like I was
the Leprechaun Lucky throwing yellow hearts, blue moons,
and purple horseshoes. She takes as much as she can of me
down her throat without gagging. Licks and sucks my balls
so good I felt like I was in church with all the, “Lord, Jesus
have mercy” I was screaming. She looks up at me and says,
“I think it’s clean now. “ “Chile if that’s clean then I’ve
been cleaning myself wrong my whole life.” She pick her
up and place her against the wall. She knows what time it
is. She tells me, “Let Mama feed you some of her pudding.”
Fire lifts one legs and wraps it over my shoulder and I go
to work. I lick her clit and walls with smooth strokes. Nibbling
and sucking on her clit. Fire gasp and screams in excitement.
I can feel her pushing my head deeper into her pussy. I begin
to speed up my licks on her clit. While I suck on her clit I
notice it’s swollen a bit as she nears her climax. She yells
out, “Oh you God, I’m cumming.” Just then I say something
I never saw before. Fire begin to squirt out her pussy. I
sat there in amazement thinking what else does this girl
have up her sleeves.