Angel - Chapter 9

Brian made his way into the city in record time. He had his cell phone in his hand and ready to call Josh as the clock changed to 3:57am. The entire ride down, Brian thought of his sister and of Johanna. He wasn’t really angry that she was a hooker, he was just angry that she didn’t tell him. Jealousy sneaks up on a man, and Brian was seeing green.

As far as Brian was concerned, Jo belonged to him and had in fact broken up with Lacey in hopes of being with Johanna, if and when he could get her back. He thought he was in love with her and wanted to be with her, even now, knowing what it is she does. Unfortunately, she had refused to give him a number or address, so in a way, this was a blessing in disguise for him. Brian dialed Josh’s number and it was picked up on the first ring.

“Brian?” Josh asked, even though he knew it was him.

“Hey man, I’m on 95 south. Tell me where to go from here.”

Josh gave directions to Brian as best he could remember. Amber had long gone and Josh had been occupying himself with TV and shots. The boys had long gone to bed and none asked why he was still up. He didn’t tell them Brian was coming or that he saw Angel. He was going to deal with this himself.

30 minutes later Josh was waiting downstairs and within a few minutes, he saw his Extera come fast around the corner. He could see Brian grinning in the light of the streetlamps. Rolling to a stop, Brian popped the unlock button and Josh swung himself in. He was glad to see Brian.

“Man, ain’t this some shit.” Brian said. 

“Tell me about it.” Josh replied lighting a cigarette. “But, I got an address and names and more shit than I want to know.”

“How the fuck did you get all this shit?”

“The stripper? The woman who came for Max tonight? She works for Romeo.” When Josh said that name, Brian lost most of the color in his face. Josh knew that look, and was in fact the same look that he got when he first heard his name. 

“So, what do we do from here? Should we start the witch hunt now?” Brian asked looked at the dashboard clock, which now read 4:30.

“Now is a good a time as any. I left a note in the hotel room for the rest of the boys to head home without me. I said I wasn’t feeling well and had my dad come and get me.” Josh shifted in his seat, craning to see what the next street was. “Hopefully they won’t know anything at least until I get back.”

Brian nodded his head. He had also left a note with his mom saying a friend had an emergency and that he would be back by tomorrow. Thankfully his mother trusted him and stayed out of his way. She trusted him and she trusted Angel. However warped that seemed at the minute.

It only took them 10 minutes to get over to Howard Street. Josh glared out of the window as Brian drove slowly; looking for the right address that matched the one Amber had given him. When he spotted it, he told Brian to slow and looked up to the dark row house.

“This is it.” Josh said, glancing up again. “Are you ready?”

“Fuck yeah.” Brian said getting excited. He was ready to conquer and bring his sister and Johanna home to Pennsylvania where they both belonged. He just hoped it would be without incident.

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Johanna and I had just gotten done with our last customer for the evening. We sat at the bar once again, while James, our favorite bar tender fixed us some apple martinis. It was almost 5am and for us the night was finally over. James smiled as he wiped a glass with a white cloth.

“Hello ladies. Can I get you something to eat?” He asked, leaning on the counter. Johanna smiled, flirting like a pro with James.

“Mm. I would love something to eat.” She said, her eyes gleaming. “What do you have to offer?”

“I have a nice desert. Lots of whipped cream.” He said back. Johanna threw back her head and laughed. 

“Do you have enough to share?” She asked, reaching out to stroke my hair. I smiled back to her and then to James. I knew that Johanna had a thing for him and even I had to admit, he was the sexiest black man I had ever seen. He was stocky and built, with arms like those on football players. His eyes were deep and brown, and the goatee he wore was perfect for his chiseled jaw.

“Baby, I have enough to go around plenty.”

“In that case, lets stop talking and lets start the party.” Johanna said, and James looked around to see if anyone was around. Seeing no one who would miss him, he moved from behind the bar and made a ‘follow me’ gesture to us. Taking down the last of our drinks, we followed him.

In the back room, known as the lava room to the dancers of the club, James seated us on the velvet couch. James sat in the middle with me on one side and Jo on the other. She scooted closer to him to allow him more access to her torso and legs. James splayed his hand on her thigh at first and then higher his hand went, sliding now between her legs. I played with his waistband of his pants and managed to unzip them. I saw flashes of Johanna’s thigh and saw that she wasn't wearing panties.

I moved so that I was in front of him and pulled his cock from the restraints of his pants. Its warmness filled my hand and then my mouth. He slid Jo’s skirt up to her waist and she spread her legs wider for him to gain access. Slowly James slipped his finger in and out in the same rhythm as I was sucking his dick.

She closed her eyes and licked her lips. He nudged open her shirt and with his free hand suckled her breast. The nipple was erect as he flicked it with his tongue. With my free hand I touched the inside of her thigh and rubbed my finger over her clit. As he was fingering her I quickened my speed and matched his thrust. He withdrew and shifted in order to take off his pants. As he did so, I slipped in between her legs and kissed where the juice had already been running. 

I flicked my tongue slowly over Johanna's pussy lips and separated them slowly. I dipped my tongue into the wetness and slid it up over her clit. He came around next to me, now naked and finished unbuttoning her shirt. Her large breasts spilled out and he leaned in to bite the tips. Grabbing each side of her tits, he slid his dick in-between them and moved his hips up and down, jacking his cock with chest. She tongued his cock each time it reached her mouth and the wetness made it slid easily. 

I slid one finger into Jo's tight pussy as I continued to tease her clit with my tongue. She was dripping down my finger and onto the couch. Sucking up her juice, I stood up and pushed James away and then pushed her down on her back. James, now taking the initiative, got between her legs with his cock in hand with preparation of entry.