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9– Diamond earring

Author: Miriam Mavuzi
last update Last Updated: 2022-09-05 21:29:10

“I still wanna know, bisexual women feel both dick and pussy, right?” Joe was drunk, talking in Zahn's face. “Now, people claim that lesbians don't feel dick at all. How's that possible?”

Zahn looked at him like he was annoying her. “That's cause they don't.”

“Man leave her alone man.” Hunter laughed, pushing Joe backwards on the couch. Joe and Zahn were both sitting on the three-seater with another girl between them. On the two-seater, there were two other girls and then Hunter was seated on the one-seater with a girl sitting on his lap.

“He's stupid.” Zahn said, drinking from her bottle. She was wearing a vest, showing off her tattoos. Both her arms were covered in red, green and black ink. Most of which were entangled branches and flowers. Zahn had black dread locks, dyed blonde at the edges, the sides of her head was cut low, and the dreads were in the middle, like a mohawk. She was African American, and light skinned. Both her nostrils were pierced, a ring and a stud. She was pretty but masculine, looking more like a guy who just happened to look like a girl. Not the other way around.

“No for real,” Joe continued. “A pussy is a pussy. It should feel something.”

Just then Rita came back from the kitchen with a few more bottles of beer and placed it on the coffee table.

“Hi mami,” Hunter winked at her as she walked past the one-seater where he was sitting. She looked back at him and smiled, shaking her head.

“Hey, hey, hey.” Zahn was scolding the both of them. “I saw that.”

“When are you going to let me tap that, Rita?” Hunter asked her as she went to sit on Zahn's leg.

Zahn looked from Hunter to Rita with a frown. Rita just smiled and looked away, biting her bottom lip.

“Girl, what are you looking all shy for?” Zahn nudged her.

“What?” Rita giggled.

“Tell him never.”

“Wait, no. The real question is, when are you gonna let us have a little Fun, Zahndrea Willis?” Hunter pulled out a cigarette and began lighting it. “Cause I know Rita wants me too.”

“You want me to let you fuck my girl?” Zahn said as Rita began playing with Zahn's dreads.

Hunter shrugged. “What, you wanna join? You're most welcome to.”

“Like a threesome?” Rita asked.

“Yeah.” Hunter said.

“Boy, I ain't trying to see your ass.” Zahn answered.

“I'm not trying to see yours either.” Hunter said.

“Do this,” Joe said. “You both be the guy and let her be the girl. That way you don't touch each other.”

“Who knows, when Zahn sees how freaky I can be she might just throw herself on me.” Hunter chuckled.

“Hunter, even if I wasn't gay, I would never fuck your ass.” Zahn said with a grim look on her face. “On God.”

“Ouch. My first rejection.” Hunter put a hand over his chest and pretended to feel hurt.

Rita and Joe laughed and then Joe said, “I don't know how girls like you, you're so full of yourself.”

“Me?” Hunter stood up from his couch, the girl that was sitting on his lap almost fell off. He placed his cigarette in the ash tray and then sat back down. The girl sat back on his lap.

“Yes, you.” Joe sat forward in the couch and pulled the coffee table closer to him.

“Who do you want me to be full of, you?” Hunter laughed.

Joe began rolling a joint. “You see Zahn, this is your underboss.”

Rita whispered something in Zahn's ear. Zahn then looked up at her and asked her, “Are you sure?” She then nodded with a smile.

Rita was African American too. She was dark in complexion and had long big single braids that fell past her butt. Whenever she walked, the strands swayed from side to side. She had a nose ring too, a septic. And oh, was she sassy! Sassy but sweet sassy. Hunter found that attractive about her.

“Rita down with it, so if you're really serious then let's do it.” Zahn said. She wasn't smiling. “But I don't wanna feel your hands, bro.”

Hunter laughed. “You got it, but you can touch me if you want to. Gently though.”

Zahn shook her head.

“Let me hit that,” Rita smiled at Joe, holding out her hand. “I need to be really high for this.”

Joe took a few pulls and then passed her the blunt. He leaned back on the couch and then breathed out the smoke.

“I see you wanna be freaky today...” Zahn told Rita. Rita smiled shyly and then they began kissing.

“Woah, relax you two.” Hunter told them, He tapped the girl who was sitting on him on the thigh, and she stood up. He then got up and she sat on his chair. “I feel left out.”

Rita and Zahn kissed for a few seconds longer and then Rita got off Zahn. She passed the blunt to Zahn as Zahn got up from the couch.

“I thought you don't share your food.” Joe was looking at Hunter.

“Here, hit this.” Zahn was holding the joint towards Hunter.

“Nah, you know I don't smoke that shit.”

“Trust me, now is the time.” Zahn told him as she gave him the blunt.

Hunter shrugged and took a long pull.

“I have a few rules if we gonna do this though.” Zahn told Rita as they both made for the stairs, hand in hand.

“I thought you said you don't share your food.” Joe repeated when the girls left. “You're a 'lion', remember?”

Hunter took another long pull and then placed the blunt on the ashtray.

“That's two girls, it's different.” Hunter then grabbed his phone and walked to the stairs, feeling excited. He was about to take a step up the stairs when Lolita came into the living room.

“You done?” He asked her.

“Yes sir.” She said taking off her apron.

“Alright, and you really came on a bad day. When these people leave here tonight the place is gonna be a whole mess all over again.” He reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out his wallet.

“I know.” she answered as she folded her apron.

“Here you go...” Hunter handed her her pay. “There's an extra for your boys' bus fare to school for the week.”

“Thank you sir,” Lolita was used to Hunter's generous acts. He was aware that she was a single mother of two and was struggling to make ends meet.

“You're welcome. See you next Monday.” He put his wallet back in his jeans.

“And I found this in your couch while I was cleaning this morning.” A bright earring was hooked and hanging from her pinkie finger. As it swayed slowly it glimmered.

“Maybe it's Rita's or one of these girls.” Hunter gestured. “Show it to them.”

“No I found it before they all came.”

“Just throw it away, one of the girls that came here probably lost it.”

“Throw it away?” Lolita gasped. “This looks really expensive. I think it's real diamond.”

“I doubt it. Show me.” Hunter said. She walked closer to him, and he took the earring from her pinkie. He examined the earring for a short while. He was now feeling the high. He frowned when he started losing focus. “All the girls I bring over here are gold diggers anyway, so I wouldn't be surprised if this was real.”

He looked at the girls sitting in the living room and held up a hand. They were all staring at him. “No offense.”

“What should I do with it?” Lolita asked him.

Hunter shrugged and began walking up the stairs.

“Let me see it.” Joe said, looking back from where he was seated.

“Well, you can start by finding out if it's real diamond or not. But you can keep it either way.” Hunter said as he walked up the stairs. When he reached the top, he then called out, “Just don't quit work.”

She chuckled and then responded. “Okay, sir.”

“Can't trust a new person owning a key to my apartment and walking around touching everything.” He mumbled to himself as he entered his room.

Zahn and Rita were on his bed, kissing. Zahn was on top, and Rita was at the bottom.

“What took you so long?” Rita broke their kiss and asked. “Come here, daddy...”

“Hm…” Hunter smirked as he pulled his t-shirt over his head.

“Hey, hey. None of that dirty talk. I told you.” Zahn told her. “What you calling him daddy for?”

Rita looked away, smiling.

“I'm being serious, what you calling him that for?” Zahn asked her, getting off of her.

“Why you have such an attitude anyway if you agreed to do this?” Rita began sitting up.

“I only said yes cause you wanted to do this.” Zahn told her.

“Then why you getting mad at me for calling him 'daddy'?” Rita was getting louder now.

“Is that even a question?” Zahn got off the bed and began fixing herself. “Besides the fact that I specifically said no dirty talk, does calling my friend daddy feel right to you?”

“Where are you going?” Rita shouted at her.

“Have fun.” Zahn said walking towards the door.

“Are you serious?” Hunter chuckled, putting his hand on Zahn's shoulder as she was about to walk past him.

“Whatever man...” Zahn said, pushing Hunter's hand off and walking out the door.

Hunter watched her leave and then turned to Rita who was sitting on the bed.

“Girls, right?” Rita whispered.

Hunter frowned. “And you are?”

Rita quickly got off the bed and went to close the door slowly. She then locked it and came close to Hunter.

“I wanted that to happen.” She said slipping her hands into Hunter's jeans.

Hunter smiled at her. “You're bad, aren't you?”

“Nah, I'm a good girl,” she said, slowly going on her knees. “But I can be bad if I want to.”

She undid Hunter's button and then pulled down his jeans. Hunter watched her lick the head of his penis for a while and then began giving him head. As she did, she stroked his abs and ran her hands up and down his thighs.

“Gee,” Hunter moaned, closing his eyes and tipping his head back.

He's phone began ringing in his hand. He looked at the screen. It was Angelo calling. He picked up.

“Hello?” He answered, looking down at Rita, who was also looking at him now while she gave him the blow job.

“Uhm, I did like you said, and this guy asked me to give him another six months.”

“With more interest?”

“Nah. Just six months to pay.”

“Is he insane?” Hunter asked. “What type of broke ass billionaire is that?”

“Seriously?” Rita asked him, moving away from him. She looked pissed. “I sit here sucking your white ass dick while you have business talk?”

“I think he's playing us. He just doesn't want to–”

“Just, give me a minute.” Hunter said pulling up his jeans and stepping to his window.

“Huh?” Angelo responded.

“Not you. Go on.” Hunter placed his fingers between the blinds and watched outside.

Rita sighed heavily and threw herself on his bed.

“Yeah, I think he has the money but just doesn't want to pay back. I mean this guy owes us one and a half million. Who wants to give that much money away on one go?” Angelo then sighed. “I've dealt with people like him before. He'll keep making us go around in circles.”

“Get me everything on this guy. His company, his family, his security. Everything.” Hunter then looked at Rita lying in his bed with her arms crossed on her chest. He then lowered his voice. “He's going to have no choice but to pay it all back.”

“Cool then, we'll try to get everything we can on him.”

“I don't want you to 'try', Angelo. I want everything on that guy, and I want you to bring it to me tomorrow around this time.”

“Sure.”

“Anything else?”

“No.”

Hunter hung up and looked back at Rita. She was shaking her head at him.

“Relax mami,” he said walking to the bed. “Let me make it up to you.”

“I heard your conversation with your housekeeper.” Her arms were still folded.

“And so?”

“So... you have girls around here a lot?”

Hunter sat on the bed facing her. “I'm single. You jealous?”

“I don't date guys.” She looked away. “Just checking to see who I'm about to mix with.”

Hunter cleaned his teeth at her. “Girl, I only had one girl here last week. Just one.”

“Whatever.” She said crawling towards him.

“For real. Was too busy this last–” Hunter didn't finish talking cause Rita started kissing him. As they kissed, Hunter remembered Becca, the only girl he had at his place last week. He started getting flashbacks of their time together. How she smiled at him on the dance floor and how she expected him to sing along to that song. He smiled. And her body...

“What?” Rita smiled back at him.

“Nothing, just enjoying the kiss.”

She blushed and then pulled him closer, and they continued kissing...

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