The Mike Black Saga; Payback by Roy Glenn

goin’ right. So when she calls, I tell Pam it’s you reminding me that I need to make the rounds, ’cause you know I forget shit, especially shit I hate doin’."
    "The old Bobby is back." Mike laughed. "You always were a lyin’-ass, pussy-gettin’ muthafucka. I’m surprised you lasted so long. But let me ask you this. Why couldn’t you just tell her you were goin’ to the club?"
    "She could call the club or just show up there. You know how she likes to just show up there. See, if I’m making the rounds, all she’ll do is call my cell. I’d even call her from some of the houses."
    "You were actually making the rounds and taking her with you."
    "Yeah."
    "How come I’m just hearin’ about this?"
    Bobby just looked at him.
    "How long has this been goin’ on?"
    "Six, maybe seven months."
    " You sportin ’ this bitch around with you for six months? Your ass was out of control." Mike laughed. "It’s not that I give a fuck if you get some pussy. I’m just surprised, that’s all. All these years you’ve been playing the happily married man with kids. You were the only faithful man I knew."
    "Yeah, well, now you can be the only faithful man I know." Bobby laughed.
    "What happened to all that shit about finding the right woman?"
    "I did. I married her."
    "You ain’t thinkin’ about leavin’ Pam, are you?"
    "No," Bobby said absolutely. "I would never leave Pam. I love her."
    "Then what’s up?"
    "Mike, I just can’t resist her."
    "You got it bad, son."
    "It was cool at first. Like I said, we would just hang out, talk shit, have a good time. We weren’t even fuckin’ then," Bobby said passionately as he drove. "But that night when I picked her up from Cynt’s, we stopped at a couple of places, had some drinks on the way down to pick up the keys, so we were both kinda drunk. So, I’m drivin’, and she says, ‘ You gonna give me some of that dick, nigga.’ And I laughed at her and said ‘No, I’m not.’ She said, ‘Yeah, you gonna finish what you started,’ and she reaches over and starts pullin ’ down my zipper."
    Mike started to laugh.
    "I’m tryin’ to drive and fight her off at the same time, but she gets it out anyway. Mike."
    "What?"
    "Mike."
    "What?" Mike asked again, laughing.
    "She sucked my dick all the way down the FDR Drive," Bobby said as he pulled in front of Cityscape.
    When Mike and Bobby got out of the car, Mike saw Freeze’s truck parked in front of the club. As they walked toward the club, Mike’s thoughts drifted to Shy. He thought about Rio and what a good time they had there. He also remembered that was the first time Cassandra mentioned that she wanted to come back to New York to face her charges. Mike didn’t want to think about that right now.
    While they sat in the Cityscape and looked around for Sal Terrico , Bobby, Nick and Freeze enjoyed themselves with the ladies. Mike sat with them, watching, but it was obvious that his mind was someplace else. As the music pounded, Mike was taken back to Rio and their club-hopping nights. They didn’t have to go far from their hotel to reach the clubs. In Copacabana, there were different parties every night. In Ipanema , they hit Baronetti , Nova Lounge and Spazio ; Melt, in Leblon ; and Sky Lounge in Lagoa .
    When they returned to their room in the early hours of the morning, Mike and Shy were playfully drunk. Shy came into the room and plopped down on the first piece of furniture she got to. Mike laughed as he fumbled for the light switch without success.
    "Never mind, baby. I’ll just light a candle. It will be more romantic," Shy said as she fumbled for the matches. Once the candle was lit, it illuminated the room. "That’s better."
    Mike sat down next to her and Shy stood up. "Un-zip me, please."
    "Why did you wait until I sat down to ask me that?"
    "Stop being so lazy." Shy laughed as Mike struggled to his feet. Mike took a step toward Shy and she turned around. He zipped down her dress and it fell to the floor to reveal her