Keisha II

Next day, at the mini market I hardly noticed anybody, I felt my heart was torn leaving me heartless. Shane would come and buy something but I no more talked to him, whenever he was in the store I’d flirt with which ever guy was in the shop by then. I became open to people, but at the same time hostile, I’d even kiss a guy who made a joke. Then he stopped coming, for 4 days I didn’t see Shane and knew for sure that he really had been playing with me. I went into the storage room, where we kept all our things and cried myself to sleep, later that afternoon my aunt came and woke me up. I knew she knew something had happened but I guess she wanted me to tell her by myself. Twice Marlene came into the store and asked about Shane I barked at her and asked her if I looked like his keeper. A week later, mike, my neighbor came to invite me to a party and wondered if I would be his date. “Look, I know you hate people coming on to you, and I won’t, just want you to be my date.” I agreed, and told my aunt I would be going out that night, she nodded her head and I left to go and look for something that would fit my mood. 

I found a short denim skirt, my friend, Cheryl, had bought for me. I’d never worn it before, so I decided I would, with a white tank top. Mike came for me in his beat down truck with some other guys as I got into the car the guys in it greeted me 
“hey Keisha,…”
“Sup Keisha!!”
“Long time no see Keisha!!”
“Where you be hiding those beautiful legs Keisha.”
“Damn! Keisha you look fine, will you marry me?!!”

I laughed and greeted them back, It felt wonderful to know that some other “people” liked you and probably wouldn’t use you. When I got into the house mike led me to a chair, and went to get us drinks (even though I don’t drink…much too bitter for me). I wanted to get wild, and bury my feeling out of me. After the drinks we went to the dance floor, and danced to 4 songs. I’m a pretty good dancer and helped mike, he was very stiff so I told him to move his buttocks to the beat then his legs. Later on came a slow song, that was when I saw Shane coming in. my heart stopped beating, he looked good in the baggy jeans and jersey shirt he was wearing, his hair was done in corn rolls and he had a bandana tied on his wrist, he had a new girl around his arm who very much looked like a slut with short, short shorts and high heels, too much makeup and her mascara basically hid her eyes.. I eyed him for some time then when I saw him looking at me, I moved closer to mike and put his hands on my behind. He looked up and gave me a questioning look. “I don’t even want to know, but …I like it.” He whispered, I smiled at him, then put my head on his shoulder, he put his head on mine. After some time I began to feel mike hardening. “Mike?” I whispered “I’m I turning you on?”
He pushed my head away from him to look at me. “you know you are, you’ve been dancing seductively all night and haven’t let me rested and now your ass is teasing me like shit!” he breathed so fast as he spoke, I gave him a surprise look. “I don’t suppose you wanna go continue this somewhere else?” he asked. I wanted to refuse but then thought, what was the use he (Shane) had already used me, why not go explore with more, probably break a few hearts too, like Shane did. I didn’t want to break mike’s heart, he was much too nice and would probably just go punish himself if I did anything to hurt him. 

“Yea sure” I agreed.
As we went outside I passed Shane who was sitting on a chair with his whore on him, they were kissing madly and her hands were in his pants massaging his dick. He swore when he saw me and tried to call me but I looked away and went out with mike. We got to a room, with a bed and I laid on it, and patted for mike to sit beside me. 

“Look, Keisha I don’t know what’s gotten you acting like this, but if you’re trying to make someone jealous and you want me to stop just say the word ok?” 
Oh mike, if I had to choose at that moment I would go for him, but that was for only a moment. “Mike, do I look like someone who cares?” before he could reply I began kissing him. His lips were soft and his tongue did me justice. We moaned and kissed, his hands roamed all over my body until he reached my pussy, he fingered it and sucked on my breast through my shirt. I removed the top, to allow him better access. God! He was good; he brought me on top of him and let me know just how much he wanted me by crushing my pussy on his dick, which was still in his pants. He called my name as he crushed me to his dick. Next thing I knew he had come in his pants, I laughed as he got up. “Shit!” he said. 

“It’s ok” I said. He removed his pants, and I got a good look at the bulging dick. 9 inch hardened dick and precum flowing. I removed my shirt then went for my thongs, all this while my heart was racing, I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this! I wanted to stop but that would be unfair to him, besides I was wet and wanted something inside me, as he was lowering himself on me the door bust open and Shane came in. 

“What the fuck!!” we all cried together.
“Shane what are you doing here?” i yelled. My heart was beating like mad, and I was happy he had come but wouldn’t let him know that.
“Put your clothes on Keisha” he said, standing there magnificently.
“Hey man,” said mike, “what the fuck, you want?” he had hurriedly put his pants on and was looking mad enough to kill. Now before I continue let me describe mike, he’s 220 ibs and built well, his abs well good too. Shane would hurt him bad should there be a fight, because Shane built at 290 ibs and would break mike before you can call his name twice, perhaps, all the bones in mikes’ body. I quickly put on my clothes and faced Shane.

“What do you want Shane?” I asked him calmly.
“What are you doing with him?” he asked, his breath smelt of strong alcohol. 
“What do you think I’m doing with him, you have no business coming here, your not my keeper or my brother so fuck off!” I cried. 
“no, I’m not but then again…” he looked at me, then smiled, it was malicious and I knew he could just any minute now open his mouth and say what we had done. I looked away from him and turned to mike; “come on mike” I said “let’s go.” 

Shane held his hand out, “no, you aren’t going anywhere.” He told me. “Get out” he told Shane. By now people had gathered at the door. And were waiting to see what would happen. 

Mike took my hand and led me to the door, before I knew what happened shane had pulled mike back and thrown him on the floor and was already hitting him. “Shane!” I cried, and pulled at his arm to free mike, but mike had gotten out of his grip and started hitting Shane back. Someone dragged me away from them, and they fought away. That night mike got away with a bruised leg, two broken joints, a black eye and bruised neck. Shane was hardly touched except his cheek which was swollen. They were taken to the hospital and bandage then sent their different ways. I waited in the hospital for mike, when he came out all his friends were hailing him. He dropped me off at my house. “I would kiss you but…I can’t, I’m much too sore and my lips are bruised.” I laughed and kissed him on his forehead, then went inside. I went to my room and cried, waking up my aunt who shook her head and came and sat beside me. I told her everything, then cried some more, she hugged me to her and I slept off.

The next day, as it was Saturday and no school and lots of home work, and also lots of stuff on my mind, I decided to take a break from the world and go to the towns’ mini beach where parties usually take place or other events. The water wasn’t much of a wave and the beach was always jam packed with people. And right now it was, I put on my bikini and covered the sand with a towel then lay on down my stomach to feel the heat scorch on my back. I was still in that position for another hour when I felt shade on me. It was Shane, standing directly above me, gazing or should I say burning at me. He was wearing the life guard uniform, and the last time I check, I know this would be the last job he’d take. He looked hot in the red shorts, his chest glistening and sweaty from the heat made him look like some kinda black Greek god or something, if we still weren’t fighting I think I’d have lost my power to think and let him fuck me there and then.