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Click hereBut I guess I got my answer, didn't I? She's put up a wall between me and her. I don't care what her motivation is. I'm dome worrying about it. I'll focus on my restaurants. And as for Cherise's company, well, I have a lot to think about. She can fire me if she wants to, but she can't take away my ownership stake; the papers are already signed and I have the certificates. So I guess she's stuck with me in that regard.
So here I sit at an unusually long red light, at the corner of Sahara and Las Vegas Boulevard, ready to go back to my suite. I look around at the scenery - lots of advertising and glitz, along with an oddly placed ad for a lawyer's office. There sure are a lot of cars here for late at night, but that's life before Labor Day weekend on the Las Vegas Strip.
Then I hear my phone again - wow, getting a lot of calls. My first thought is that it's my parents calling about earlier, but it's after one in the morning in Ohio. My second thought is that, if it is them, I hope it's actually Dad. I wonder if he heard what Mom said - or if he'll do anything.
It's not them, as I breathe a sigh of relief. Oddly enough, it's Monet.
"How are you holding up?" she asks - she knows about the phone call from Mom and the visit from Marilyn. "You know what? Fuck them. I know she's your mom, but you can't let her rule you. My mom had to get away from her parents so she could get a Ph.D. - all they thought she should do was get married and pop out kids."
"Yeah, she's on me about kids, too," I answer. "She should have had more kids if she wanted lots of grandkids. I just hope she comes around."
"Maybe she won't, and that's fine." I'm beginning to agree. "My grandparents never talked to Mom again, and she's a lot happier for it." If that's what it takes for me to be happy, then at this point, so be it. "So what are you doing now?"
"I just got done house-hunting, and now I'm stuck in traffic heading back to my suite." And I need a drink. "I have a lot to think about this weekend."
"Yeah, me too." What? "Cherise is being a total bitch. I hope you didn't get the worst of it." So she knows something happened - so yes, I tell her all about the call. "She's not relationship material, Dave," she continues. "What do you think she's doing in Houston?" Something with a damn jewelry shop? "Her ex lives in Houston." Really now. "Cherise was totally inseparable with this guy. I seriously thought they were going to get married until they had a huge fight." Umm, OK. "Let's just say he's six-five and handsome. I'd fuck him if I were into black guys." As if I need another knife through my chest after what Cherise did. Her damn ex?
I need a moment. And this traffic is not helping - third time not getting through the light.
"Take that information as you will," she continues. "By the way, do you know where I live?" I don't - she texts me the address from another phone. It turns out it's Michelle's. I guess she's there. "Come on over."
"Umm, OK," I think, as I read off the address - it's not far from here and turning right will be a piece of cake at this point.
"I'm here, and so is Michelle. And we're both naked. I'll see you soon." She hangs up, and I'm left with a dilemma. I know Cherise isn't my girlfriend, but I also know she said she values loyalty. Of course, she hasn't been showing me any lately. So what the hell do I do?
I look up at the signs again as I see the other direction turning yellow. I have a decision to make. So I look at my surroundings - go straight and head back to my suite or go right and head to Monet's?
Then the lawyer's billboard catches my eye again as I prepare to move. Turns out the guy's name is Jerry Black. As I make my decision, I read off his slogan: "Always Bet On Black."
...you've fleshed out Cherise's character more, it's been slower than I would like. Also, always mentioning Cherise's cup size takes something away--I'm sure we as readers remember she's "stacked."
What I'd like to see explored is why Cherise is rushing so much she drinks all those Red Bulls. That suggests a lot is out of balance for her and if Dave is the guy to help her balance, let's see that interaction start.
You pack a lot of drama into this story, although the mom being that obsessive doesn't fit; Marilyn finally accepting things does. Interesting you got Chaz into the mix, but where did the buddies he hired go?
You write the interaction pretty well and it's interesting to have all this revolving around gambling--despite the fact I really want to know more about Portland and Houston now. That backstory's begging to be fully explored.
...you probably should have left it alone with the way the first chapter ended.
The damage is done though, hope you make a spectacular final chapter.
A couple of things - first of all, I notice people had to refresh their memories of this story because it took me a while. Sorry about that. I'm a busy guy and don't get a lot of chances to write my stories, but I will do my best to get this one up soon. I should have it up no later than Memorial Day at worst. Also, for the curious, the third installment will be the final one. I will try to move on to another concept after that.
The time you spend fleshing out Cherise's character (smart, business savvy, etc), seems to be chipped away every time you mention that her cup size is DDD. We gathered that she has extra large breasts in the first chapter, and if they've been going at it as long as they have, and he's crazy about her whole person (not just the size of "dem boobies") the character you've crafted for him wouldn't refer to her breast size so often...imo.
Aside from that, as someone that says crazy things to her hubs all the time (refer to "dem boobies" above 😉), I don't mind their sexual banter. Overall, you still get 5 stars from me and I look forward to the next installment!
You took almost a year to get to chapter 2 ... love the story. If it's going to continue, don't wait so long for the next chapter. Like everyone else, I had to go back and read chapter 1 to remind myself what it was about. Please keep it going.