Katrina Chanice

Part One ~ Day Two of Fourteen

“The first seven years of marriage are the hardest.”

Tutu opened his eyes as the bedroom door was slowly closing behind his wife. It was three in the morning and she was running off to some seedy motel, thinking her husband was none the wiser. Little did she know, her fun was soon coming to an end. He sat up in the bed in disbelief at how the second night of a two-week long couples retreat in Gatlinburg had turned to caca in mere hours of arriving. He shook his head thinking for the sake of their marriage, maybe she was in the kitchen or bathroom.

Their fourth year of marriage was looking rough inside and out. They had just welcomed a beautiful little baby girl whom they adored. Eboni’s still feeling the “joys of pregnancy” in what her new mommy friends call the 4th trimester. Although baby girl is almost a year, it’s taken Eboni a little longer getting back to the woman she once knew. Pregnancy in itself seemed beautiful. It was the emotions she had to later battle. Tutu made sure to cater to his wife. He was perfect in every way. He cooked, cleaned, helped with the baby, supported her through school, planned romantic dates and trips, and showed her unconditional love because she was his wife. Despite his sketchy bad boy past, he worked hard to ensure his wife felt loved and knew it.

It would seem so obvious as to why these new parents weren’t up for what others would scream is a vacation. A much needed break. For Tutu, it was about to be pure hell. He was trying his best not to ruin this trip for Eboni, however, fate was playing a cruel game and Tutu could only stop so much. When Eboni insisted on arriving first to get one of the three bedrooms with attached bathrooms, Tutu made sure to be the first couple arriving in the Smokey Mountains. As soon as the luggage touched the bedroom, Eboni had fallen asleep in bed. The only time they both looked at this trip as a vacation.

Any plans he had of a peaceful retreat was thrown out the window the moment the luggage touched the bedroom floor. His best friend, Patrick, texted him saying, “I’m going to tell you now that Alex is bringing Shannon since him and Courtney broke up and Quinton said he wasn’t coming.”

Instantly, Tutu’s head begin to throb for the thought of Shannon and Eboni being in the same room for too long. Shannon was his ex that wouldn’t go away no matter how much he tried to get rid of her. She pushed herself onto everybody in his life just to make sure she was around him. She believed she could make him divorce Eboni because she knew they were having problems. She had helped cause many of them and was waiting for he chance to claim her man.

That was a dream of hers that was never coming true. He sighed hard at the memory of him meeting Shannon for the first time at Freelons. He should’ve followed his first mind and just went to IHOP the next night. Quinton had just gotten promoted to GM and it was time to celebrate! He even had a coworker he wanted to Tutu to meet but she never showed up. Tutu had his cousin Quinton and his dance crew, The Krumping Kingz, flooding the dance floor like a pack of wolves from Twilight. Eboni was the first to catch his eye. Her butterscotch complexion, thick thighs, full lips, and green eyes had him mesmerized from the moment he noticed her walking back from the bar. All he needed was a name until he seen Shannon. She looked just like a girl he knew when he was a little kid. He’d hoped after so many years that it was her. He learned quickly that Shannon was just a pretty face in need of a straight jacket most days. It made no sense to him why his brother would bring this crazy ass girl on this trip.

The moment Eboni seen Shannon, her entire mood changed. Eboni felt betrayed by Tutu. She was sure somebody had informed that this girl was coming and yet here she was as always looking clueless. Eboni knows all too well of the schemes and lies Shannon has pulled in order to get with Tutu. Eboni really could’ve let her have him but she refused to let a simple minded hoe get over on her. Shannon’s a cute girl but Tutu had to bite the bullet and let Eboni be Eboni. He had given her some pretty messed up ultimatums and she was abiding to them like the good wife that she was, however, that shit flew out the window when Shannon walked in.

Eboni probably would’ve been better off letting Tutu be Tutu, instead she was ready to retire to the room and wanted him to come along. All they did was argue because Eboni’s anger was misplaced in her own infidelities that led her to this place of strife between her and Tutu. She sighed hard as she spoke, “How do you think that makes me look for her single ass to pop up on a couple’s retreat with Alex and you so badly wanting to hang out with her?!”

Annoyed at even having to explain himself, he replies, “I’m not trying to hang out with her but she came with my brother. I didn’t even know she was coming!”

Eboni scoffed recognizing a lie when she heard one. She said, “Sure you didn’t. Like one of your boys didn’t tell you she was coming.”

He sighed accepting the bullshit as he replied, “Do you want to leave? We can leave right now and go home.”

She rolled her eyes, disgusted with his suggestion and replies, “Why would I leave so she can think she ran me off? No! We’re staying right here and best believe I’m watching both of y’all. You want to chill with Alex so bad? Then go be with your fucking brother!”

Eboni would’ve been lucky if Tutu decided to stay longer than three more nights in this hellhole. In order to appease his wife, he laid down and went to sleep. Hours later and he was creeping down the stairs and through the cabin hoping not to disturb anyone’s sleep. The more he walked in silence and darkness, the sooner he realized his marriage was most likely going to be over on this trip. He needed to take in the mountaintop view out back, reflect, and figure out his next move. Tutu went outside to the deck to plot his next move when one of the wives startled him as she spoke softly, “Couldn’t sleep huh?”’

Tutu looked around and seen a breath of fresh air offering him a glass of Snoop Cali Red. She was wearing a pink fuzzy robe with house shoes to match. There was a light blue blanket covering her legs as she sat in the patio chair on her iPad watching what looked like a comedy special by Sommore. He took a sip from the glass and sat down in the patio chair beside her. He stared in amazement at the opportunity that had presented itself before him. Tutu had been plotting for years for a chance to talk to Victoria. She was a girl he knew from back in the day before AOL and Yahoo was a thing. It was him and her saying Candyman in the mirror while he chickened out on the fifth time and she never let him live it down. She was her own version of Chyna and Laila Ali, wrestling and boxing one day and then playing with her Barbie dream house in those poofy ass church dresses the next. They were best friends at 10 years old but for Tutu, that child was in love and nobody was telling him otherwise.

He was strong willed like his father. Never allowing his emotions to get the better of him. Tutu’s calm and strategic demeanor in everything he does, has him always plotting, avoiding drama, and setting things up while his presence alone demands the utmost of respect from even the more prominent members in this game of life. He’s been this way for years and yet when he’s around Victoria, he’s never himself. Even Steve had more confidence with Laura. It hasn’t been easy watching lil Vicki grow into a woman over these years. There were plenty of times Tutu has wanted to speak up but it never seemed like the right time. He feels it’s now or never.

He tried to spark a conversation by asking, “Why are you out here?”

Her reply sounded dry and slightly annoyed, “I guess I couldn’t sleep.”

Only a simp would keep trying. Call him what you want but Victoria was never a sweet girl. She’s always been mean and all that’s ever done is turn Tutu on. He knew exactly what she needed to make her smile like a kid going to Disney World for the first time. He just had to tread lightly on those icy waters but it was going to be worth it in the end. He had time and Eboni was too busy watching his ex Shannon to care about any other female that may be on his mind. Tutu was on a mission! He was coming for the Womb Raider Crown. He sighed and asked, “Why don’t you remember me?”

She chuckled with a puzzled look on her face and said, “I do remember you Tristian.”

He shook his head and replied, “You wouldn’t call me Tristian if you did?”

She was studying his face as she replied, “And what would I call you?”

He smirked and said, “Figure it out.” So many names came to his mind that she could call him. Just the question alone made him rub the back of his neck and take another sip of wine. He’s mastered the art of self control. This moment has him choosing his next words with precision and accuracy, making this a sensual game of chess rather than a trip down memory lane.

She raised her left eyebrow so he knew it was do or die. Her reply seemed like she was a little bothered, “Okay, TRISTIAN!”

Victoria obviously wasn’t blind. Tutu was fine ass hell. He was chocolate covered pleasure that she had already been trying to ignore for so long. She wasn’t even looking his way until Shannon became literally obsessed with him. She wasn’t mad at the girl but if he was such a dog then why not let him go back to the pound. Who needed that type of stress in the good titty years?! However, he didn’t look too toxic but she was going to keep minding her business and admiring the view. That man’s body was perfect! His arms rock hard. Chest holding an 8 pack. She could picture herself in the air like Jody’s mama with him. He seemed cool and he could dance. Vicki was a sucker for a good dance partner. His smile was alluring enough to make her choose the wrong thing if he ever asked. He wasn’t a flashy guy but still managed to outshine everybody in the room.

Vicki was just as bold and demanding as Tutu’s presence so like any woman, she too enjoyed the company of a fine man but he was kind of tweaking and throwing off the vibe. She wasn’t about to play no silly little childish games with this man. Sis, just wanted to relax on the deck sipping her wine. She had her own issues and was only entertaining Tutu for a few seconds because he’s nice to look at. Just as she had the thought to go back inside, Tutu said, “Your mom used to watch me and my brother.”

That definitely got her attention. She sat up and replied, “My mom?” before processing what Tutu had said. He laughed as soon as she said, “Tutu?!”

With his hands raised, he said, “It’s about time!”

Victoria went on a pinching frenzy while saying, “Nigga, why you just now saying something?!”

Tutu laughed and replied, “Ya pinches feel like tickles!”

She punched him a few times in the arm and replied, “Is that better?”

He looked her up and down, licked his lips, and replied, “You said you giving massages?”

When Tyrese said that Capricorn and Pisces were connected, he must’ve heard about Tutu and Vicki. He’s the only guy to ever match her energy and they stayed wrestling because of hormones they didn’t understand at a young age. He understands it fully at 35. Denying the excitement that rushes over his body when she walks in the room would be the worse thing he could ever do to himself. All of his cares about Eboni and Shannon flew out the window when he seen Victoria walk in last with Mario, looking good as always. Word on the street was she couldn’t be happy with that nigga. If only she knew just the half of it.

She took a few glances at him and contemplated giving him that massage and a few thousand more. Word on the street was that the man’s unhappy anyway. Vicki never would’ve guessed he was Tutu though. That only made it easier for her to be her most authentic self especially when she only agreed to the trip because Shannon said it would was just going to be her, Mario, and Alex. When she walked in, it was three more damn couples already here and rooms already taken. Victoria was quick to scoop up the Queen bed in the game room because she refused to sleep on the main floor. She valued her privacy and wanted to be out of everybody’s way.

It was simple for her. This was a vacation before she walked through the door and it’s still a vacation. She wanted a break from her reality. She’s been checked out of her marriage from day one. We’ll call it a bad investment move because shawty ain’t heartbroken. She’s still in her bag. Still drinking her water. Still loving herself and the kids good. She’s heading to divorce court like it’s Carnival in Rio. Vicki was happily unbothered and figured why not get a slight upgrade on this vacation.

She stood up and pulled his arm, while saying, “I may have said that. Give me a hug and let me feel you up.”

He happily obliged to the embrace and hoped it was enough to let down all of her barriers because she’s more than just the mean girl to him but those barriers had disappeared the moment he licked his lips. He couldn’t resist another second as he leaned forward and with excitement that she didn’t lean back, he continued until their lips had connected. His affection poured out producing an exquisite musical of moans between the two of them.

Curiosity had gotten the best of him in their intense make out session leading his hands to discover that she had nothing on underneath the robe. Vicki had a natural body that she loved and embraced. Fupa and all. She’s wasn’t the world’s biggest and she wasn’t a stick. She was perfect to Tutu and any other man that noticed her. She a beauty that surpassed physical features. Men desired her and wanted to have a woman like her but men will be men. Boys will be boys. The conversations would suggest that lust wasn’t off the list, it just wasn’t first. He paused the session to say, “Come with me.”

Without hesitation, she followed Tutu through the cabin and tiptoed upstairs behind him with the biggest koolaid smile on her face. They entered his guest room at the end of the hall. In the middle of the room, he watched her drop her robe while backing up to the king size bed seductively. At the edge of the bed is where he lifted her around his waist, climbing onto the bed while sweetly kissing her. She could feel the excitement ready to bust through those grey sweats and it made her nervous! There was no denying the monster that was ready and waiting to enter her. The kisses begin to migrate from her collarbone, onto her breasts until he was suckling and caressing them both. This was a dick she was going to fall in love with. She was gone want all the smoke behind this one.

When he reached her utopia box, he looked up at her and smiled as he said, “I’ve missed you so much.” Before she could reply, he dove straight in with his hands holding her thick thighs keeping her steady. He didn’t need instructions when he knew exactly what to do. Victoria had never hit a climax so fast in her life. She was a virgin all over again with him after having five whole kids. She wasn’t about to say stop when the man had just started but he recognized every movement and moan she had so he adjusted to meet her needs and wants. The biggest challenge was not to wake everybody up while she drew a bit of blood biting down on her bottom lip, trying not to scream.

Her fingertips begin to ache from gripping the sheets so hard after feeling his wide tongue dart inside her walls. He had her hips gyrating in a circle that made him think that was one good way to ride his face. The plan was him teaching her some more ways. Her legs shook uncontrollably in the moment he snatched her soul. With a glazed smile of victory plastered on his face, he stood up ready to give her even more while he pulled her to him. He teased her as her rubbed his head against her throbbing lips. Slowly, he entered her which made her grip his forearms. Those punches may have felt like tickles but these nails were digging into his arms giving him an ego boost. His strokes were only slow in the beginning. He just wanted to open her up a little. She was taking all 9 inches like a champ!!!

He figured he’d take it a step further so he made her flip over. He had no fucking idea that she had an arch from hell. He stepped back for a second just admiring the perfection that was tooted up before him. The thought to go beat her husband’s ass for playing over this good ass pussy crossed his mind instantly. It was clear he wasn’t getting his wife back. Tutu held her hips tightly and wasn’t going to take it easy with full intentions of shooting the club up. He gave her a few sweet long strokes before wrecking havoc. She had already started throwing it back before he could and it threw him off a little. He didn’t know what his next move was going to be. She was showing out on the dick like they had been fucking for years. The mission was to have her running all over this bed but instead she was fucking the shit out him from the back.

The minute she slowed it down, Tutu took control trying to blow her back out and she loved every second it. He grabbed a hand full of her hair without giving two shits about a wig and luckily for him she wasn’t wearing one. He smacked her ass so hard he had to hold her cheek. He knew his print was going to be there later for him soothe when nobody was looking. He flipped her again and this time she wasn’t his born again virgin. Vicki pushed him down on the bed and straddled him like she was mounting a stallion. She bounced that ass with ease and now he was the one gripping sheets, toes curled, and fighting the moans. She bent down never losing rhythm nibbling on his bottom earlobe. He held her but that ass never stopped bouncing. They sat up and she wrapped her legs around him once more. This wasn’t the finishing move he had in mind but it’s the one that took him out.

Neither of them wanted this to end. A one night stand probably would’ve worked if they didn’t have such a deep history between them. The morning light was starting to fill the sky and soon the entire cabin would be woke. The silent was more plotting than awkward. Victoria had no idea how she was going to keep getting that dick but she was going to figure it out. This wasn’t enough for her. Tutu felt the exact same way. Everything was understood in silence, she smiled at him and he smiled back. She shook her head and walked out the door quickly heading back downstairs to the deck to get her stuff.

Tutu got some clothes to take a shower. He heard the bedroom door open and he hoped it was Vicki returning to join him. He pulled the curtains back and Eboni was standing at the door, leaning on the doorframe. She was smiling hard having just gotten back in herself. In a drunken state, she uttered, “These girls know I shouldn’t drink.”

He chuckled and helped her to the bed before going to take fix him some breakfast. He took off her heels and placed a blanket over her. She was sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. When he walked out the room, all the women were indeed up laughing and clearly drunk. The benefit of doubt started to creep in until he locked eyes with Vicki. She had already showered and gotten dressed acting like she just woke up too. He smiled and she ignored him like she always do. He nodded and went on to the kitchen.

Day 3 begins……