Friday, February 19, 2010

She's Bad 15

Charlene meets up with Mr. NFL on 14th street Union Square in the city. They make a quick stop to the Apple store. Charlene is dolled up to the fullest. She's looking like two million bucks. They run into Shanna in the apple store. No words were exchange. Charlene kept her head down as Shanna walked by rolling her eyes at Charlene. Mr. NFL didn't even notice the negative energy between the two former friends. He was too busy get a nice good look at Shanna's apple bottom. After leaving the Apple store they pick up Mr. NFL's cranberry painted Escalade truck from parking. Timothy calls Charlene. It's still early so Charlene picks up to prevent Tim from thinking anything suspicious. "Hello" answers Charlene while Mr. NFL is driving ... "Yeah babe you know you left these damn keys right here on the kitchen counter" replies Timothy ... "Damn I did? Thanks babe" says Charlene … She wants to end this conversation quickly ... "Where you at? You want me to bring them to you?" asks Timothy ... "No, No, No babe you can just leave the keys there, I'm on my way to Jersey real fast with my friend" replies a smooth talking Charlene ... "A friend? Who you with Jenna?" asks Timothy ... "Yup good guess punk" replies Charlene ... "Okay, Okay call me later babe, Love you" says Timothy ... "Muah" replies Charlene as she hangs up the phone ... Timothy didn't even pick up that Charlene didn't say I Love You back to him. Mr. NFL didn't pick up that she was talking to her significant other on the phone. Score for Charlene. The ride to Jersey is about an hour and a half from Manhattan. Shanna is also going to BB Kings tonight. Fabolous and Red Cafe are scheduled to perform. Shanna has already made up her mind. She plans for her and Tim will have a "talk" whenever they cross paths again. She wants to ruin Charlene's already corrupted relationship. The anger she had on the night of the fight hasn't died down a single bit. She wanted to slam Charlene's head into the Macbooks inside the Apple store. Shanna and Charlene still have workable keys to each others house. Shanna doesn’t want to fuck Timothy to return the favor. At least at the moment that's not her motive. She just want to let Timothy know what type of grimy bitch he's in love with.



Charlene and Mr. NFL finally arrive to his 5 million dollar home. The mansion has 11 bedrooms, 6 Bathrooms, a mini movie theater, a computer lab, and a kitchen the size of some McDonalds. Charlene is amazed at the house size and structure.  "This fucking house is crazy babes" says an excited voiced Charlene ... "You like it?" replies a cool calm and collected Mr. NFL Player ... "Do I like it? I fucking love it!, I'm bout to learn how to play football" says a laughing Charlene ... "Girl you so crazy, So do wanna take the stairs or the mini elevator to the master bedroom area?" ask Mr. NFL player ... "The elevator please these 7 inch heels no joke Papi" replies Charlene ... After Charlene gets comfy Mr. NFL takes her on a tour of the entire house. He cooked a dinner earlier in the day for Charlene. He made jerk chicken, baked mac & cheese, cabbage, and some muffins. Charlene is highly impressed. Mr. NFL is filthy rich, he can cook, he can fuck, he's handsome, and he's not cheap at all. Mr. NFL is the type of man that any female can get used to real quick. After eating dinner and a quick fuck session, Mr. NFL tells Charlene that two of his teammates and their girlfriends are coming over to play Taboo. Charlene has never played Taboo in her life. The object of the game is for a player to have his/her partner(s) guess the word on his/her card without using the word itself or five additional words listed on the card. Mr. NFL explains the game to Charlene. She realizes that the game is easy and sounds fun to play. Back in Brooklyn Timothy is home alone playing NBA 2k10. He has the "61 inch television blasting loudly. Zita is outside the house with two of her homegirls busting out Tim's car windows. They bust out all the windows too. The front seats, the passenger seat windows, the back window, and the front window. A neighbor hears the alarm and peeps, Zita and co. leaving the scene. The neighbor calls Timothy to tell him the news. He has his phone on vibrate so he feels the phone shaking. He turns down the extremely loud television and answers the phone.

"Hello" says Timothy ... "Hello Tim it was just about 3 bitches outside busting all your car windows out" says the hyper toned neighbor ... "Son you better be lying!" says Timothy as he walks downstairs to check on his car ... "Nah son them bitches did a number on ya shit" says the hyper neighbor ... Timothy hangs up the phone on the neighbor. He yells at the top of his lungs once his eyes come across the damage. "What the fuck!!!!!!!" screams Timothy in the street ... A group of teenage girls walks past and one mumbles "That's what you get for fucking around with more than one chick" ... Tim catches the food for thought from the young lady. He's so angry his eyes are starting to water. It's glass everywhere. He walks back to the house yelling like a crazy man. He knows it was Zita that did this to his car. She only knew where he worked at. "The crazy bitch must've followed me home from work" says Timothy to himself as he calls Zita's phone ... Zita sees the call and quickly presses the ignore button. "Now the motherfucker wanna talk on the phone huh?" says a laughing Zita to her girls ... The three girls get a good laugh tonight at Tim's expense. He doesn't know whether to retaliate or let it rock and move on as a valuable lesson learned. If Charlene was home it would have been World War 3 in that house. When a guy has busted car windows is an automatic sign that you pissed a female off. Only females bust car windows. When a guy has a problem with you the only thing he'll bust is you're damn head. Tim calls up his homies to tell them the bad news. He's still plans on going to BB Kings. After sweeping the glass out the car he drives the car to his boy garage until the a.m.

Taboo & Drinks night has started at Mr. NFL's mansion. The two teammates arrive with their girlfriends. All the ladies are looking magically delicious tonight. Charlene is a good people person. She's not a cocky individual person at all. Charlene and the two ladies mesh together well. You know Charlene goes bother ways like 42nd street so she's checking out the girls too. It's the ladies versus fellas in Taboo. The ladies are kicking their ass badly. "Damn we beating ya'll worse than Colts did" says a joking Charlene ... "Ha, Ha, Ha real funny punk you'll pay for that statement in the bedroom later" replies a smiling Mr. NFL ... The drink of the night is Diddy juice aka Ciroc with Pineapple juice. Mr. NFL has a fully stocked bar. Any liquor and champagne you can name he has at least two huge bottles of it. Everybody is feeling nice and tipsy. The easy game of Taboo has become too difficult to play due to the Ciroc effect. The two teammates of Mr. NFL decide to take their respective company to their own mansions. Once the house is clear Charlene and Mr. NFL go into the house movie theater. Mr. NFL has a massive collection of DVDs. Charlene chooses the movie Love Jones to watch out of the 300 plus choices. They don't make it 20 minutes into the movie before they start making out playing tongue tag. Charlene lifts up her dress to show Mr. NFL that her panties are indeed missing. At the sight of that Mr. NFL drops his pants at lightning speed and puts on a condom. Charlene stands up and squats down on his erect penis. Once the dick is firmly inside her she starts bouncing up and down on it with force. She's not even letting Mr. NFL fuck her she's fucking him tonight. After 15 minutes of getting "45 inches of booty slammed on him he finally explodes inside the condom.

"Now who's shaking?" ask Charlene as she gets up off of a shaking Mr. NFL ... "God Damn girl that shit got me dizzy" replies a drained Mr. NFL player ... "I'm ready to go to sleep now daddy" says Charlene in her midnight love voice ... They go up to the master bedroom and pass the fuck out. Charlene sets her phone alarm for 9 a.m. Tim didn't get to get inside of BB Kings it was too packed. Shanna was in there too. Tim and his dudes went to another spot called Eden and got beyond twisted. Tim thinks Charlene is at Jenna's house. He got a few chicks numbers but he was so drunk he forgot to save their names with the numbers. The next morning Mr. NFL dropped Charlene off at her mom house. From there Charlene drives her car back home. It’s around 12 noon and Timothy is still knocked out sleep. Charlene doesn't have her key to get in. She calls Timothy phone non stop along with leaning on the house bell. While calling she notices that his car is missing. She now thinks he's not even home. Charlene turns around to go back to her mom house. As Charlene is pulling off she notices Tim is calling her phone. "Where you at!?" ask a slightly bothered Charlene ... "I'm in the house, I was sleeping my head killing me" replies Timothy ... "I'm outside open up the door" says Charlene as she re parks her car ... Once Charlene walks in she questions Timothy about the missing car. He tells her that he let his best friend borrow the car for the weekend. "Aw that’s sweet of you , I hope you don't think you gonna be driving my shit till Monday" says Charlene as she gets ready to hop in the shower ... "Fuck you and ya car Charlene, I'm taking my ass back to sleep" replies a hung over Timothy

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