PLAYTIME

Chapter 5

After their make up sex Sephora and Reggie made plans for dinner that night. Shortly after Reggie left Sephora drifted off to sleep. Sephora awakened to her cell phone and door bell ringing. It was 7 am when she last looked @ the clock, which now read 1030 am. “What the fuck?” she said aloud. She hit ignore on her phone without seeing who was calling. “Hold on!!” she yelled @ whomever was @ her door. She was still naked so she slid into a pair of Old Navy yoga pants and a t-shirt. She bolted down the stairs to the door. She looked out the peep hole and saw Marc. She wondered what he wanted; he must be looking for Reggie. She opened the door and said, “Hey Marc, Reggie went home.”

“Yeah, yeah I know. I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Oh okay.” Sephora said confused. She stepped aside so Marc could enter. He sat on the cream colored leather sofa and removed his jacket.

“So whats up Marc? What you wanna talk to me about?” Sephora inquired.

“Well first of all Reggie or Kima don’t know Im here and Id like to keep it that way.”

“Okaaaay…” Sephora had this look on her face that said get-to-the-point.

Reggie sensed that she was getting irritated so he continued. “Well Reggie was tellin me how you are curious about being with another female.”

“He told you that?”

“Look if Im outta line shawty just say the word and ill be gone.”

“No, I wanna see where this is headed, continue.”

“I was just thinking that if you found Kima attractive maybe you could see if she would be a willing participant.”

“Kima is BI?” Sephora said sounding genuinely shocked.

“I think shes curious. Whenever I ask her about being with another female she just brushes me off.”

“Whats your motive Marc?” Sephora asked beginning to think this was some type of trap.

“No motive other than trying to save my sex life and ultimately my marriage.”  Sephora could not believe what Marc was saying. He went on to tell her how much of a prude Kima is in bed. How she doesn’t like to do certain things like head for instance. That was definetly not the case during the female playtime they shared. She was ready willing and able to do any and everything. And the girl gave some amazing head. It was apparent that Kima and Dorian had been fucking for a while as well. Sephora told Marc she would see what happened but wasn’t making any promises. Marc thanked her and left.

Sephora went into the kitchen to get a bottle of water and realized it was the last one. She decided to go to WalMart to get some more as well as some other items she needed. She went upstairs to re-shower and dress. Once she was dressed she headed out. She remembered that some1 called her earlier so she checked her call log and didn’t recognize the missed call. “whatevs” she thought.

Once @ WalMart she got 2 cases of Deer Park water, Cover Girl Lash Blast mascara, 4 cans of Starkist tuna, a loaf of multi-grain bread, and a 12 pack of toilet paper. The lines were long a usual. As she waited that same mystery number called her again.

“Hello?” she answered.

“Hey Sephora its Kima.”

“Hey girl wassup?”

“Oh I was gonna ride out Wheaton to go to Macy’s. Wanna come with?”

“Yes indeed, I’m always down for shopping.” Sephora said excitedly. Shopping always put her in a great mood. “I’m @ WalMart by my house and you know its crazy in here. Ill be there when I’m done here.”

“Okay see you then.” Kima hit end to disconnect the call. She told Marc she was going to be leaving to go shopping with Sephora soon. He asked her to have Sephora to drive because he was having the mechanic come by to do a tune up on her car. It took Sephora 15 minutes to get thru checkout. The man in front of her looked as though he had all of the 5 dollar dvds and all the Fruit of the Looms in the store in his damn cart.

Kima and Marc lived in Mitchellville so once she actually got out of the store it didn’t take her long to get there from Bowie. Just as Sephora pulled up Kima came out of the house. She must have been in the window waiting. Kima walked up to the car and asked if Sephora minded driving. Sephora didn’t mind. Kima jumped in the passenger seat of the Accord and they pulled off.

“Lets hit Negril first, my treat. I’m starving and have a craving for some jerk chicken.” Kima stated. Negril was right up the street so they were there within 2 minutes. They went in and Kima ordered jerk chicken, rice n peas, and a sorrel. Sephora got an order of rice n peas, 2 beef patties, and a Champagne Kola. They received their food and sat in the window. As they ate Sephora spoke. She chose her words carefully.

“Kima, Marc came by to talk to me today.”

“Oh really, about what?”

“He wants me to proposition you for a some girl on girl playtime. He asked me not to mention it to you or Reggie, but I felt you should know.” Kima took a sip of her sorrel and placed her fork on her tray. She looked @ Sephora with tears in her eyes. When she spoke her voice was soft and shallow.

“Marc thinks Im a prude because I don’t wanna do everything he wants to do in bed. He has felt this way since before we were married but he assumed things would change. He gave me “permission” to step outside the marriage to experiment, if it would spice up our sex life. He paid the membership fees on Fling.com and built my profile. He even checks it daily to see if I have any messages from any1. That’s how I met Dorian.”

“So he knows youre BI? Because he perpertrated it to me like he wasn’t sure if you like women or not.”

“He knows I was supposed to meet her for drinks one night, but I told him she never showed up. Actually, I fucked her that night. She sparked something in me that I had never felt before. I thought I would carry that spark back home to ignite the fire that had once burned feverishly between Marc and I. But it was the same. He has no clue that I’ve been sleeping with Dorian. Don’t get me wrong, I love my husband but he just doesn’t get me excited like he used to. Sometimes it seems like such an effort to have sex with him. He trying everything he can think of to save this marriage…to save us.”

Sephora was dumbfounded. She would have never guessed that Kima and Marc didn’t have the perfect marriage. It sure seemed that way if you were on the outside looking in. All that was missing was the 2.5 kids and white picket fence around the house (they had a dog already). Sephora knew that people sometimes put on a façade…a show for the public but she just didn’t think they were those people. Sephora consoled Kima as best she could. They finished their meals, returned to the Accord and headed for the Beltway. While they were riding Kima’s phone rang. She looked @ the screen and rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth.

“Yeah?” Kima answered obviously irritated.

“Hey baby girl…I hadn’t heard from you today. How are you?” Dorian asked.

“I’m fine just out and about.”

“You wanna hook up tonight? Maybe dinner and a movie then playtime back @ my spot or we could rent a room @ the Four Seasons in Georgetown.”

“Sorry Dorian I have plans with my husband tonight.” Kima said flatly. Dorian hit end withoust saying or waiting for another word to be spoken.

“Bitch!” Kima yelled once she realized she had been hung up on. She wasn’t really mad it was the principal of it all.

“Wassup? Everything okay?” Sephora asked.

“Dorian is a trip…she hung up on me because I declined her offer for dinner and a movie with a  side of pussy. She knows I’m married. Every time I don’t wanna or just cant hang out or come over to fuck she gets an attitude. Be careful if you plan on messin around with her…she’s very possessive.” Kima warned. As Sephora was parking, after reaching their destination, her text message alert sounded. It was Dorian. The message read: ME U DINNER MOVIE N A RM @ THE 4 SEASONS…SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN? Sephora handed her phone to Kima so she could read the message. “Same deal she offered me.” Kima informed her. Sephora texted Dorian back letting her know that she and Reggie had dinner plans for the evening. She never received a response so she thought all was said and done. About 30 minutes later Dorian called Sephora’s phone.

“Hey Dorian.” Sephora answered.

“What you up to Boo?”

“@ Macy’s with Kima. What are you up to?”

“WHAT?!?! OH SO THAT’S HOW YALL GOIN HUH?” Sephora could feel the rage seeping thru the phone.

“Look we aint tryna do you no kinda way, Dorain. Don’t start trippin!” Sephora shot back. She was not about to start backing down from this bitch.

“So its just a coincidence that yall both tell me you got plans with your dudes tonight? And yall out shopping and shit? Fuckin lyin ass bitches!” Dorian said in a cold calculated tone. Sephora had heard that tone before, usually right before some1 got choked the fuck out or shot. She was not going to get into a shouting match while she ws in public. She hated when people had loud ass conversations in public, airing out all their dirty laundry along with that of their family/friends. Sephora hung up then sent 2 text messages. 1 to Reggie saying she was out shopping with Kima but her battery was dying and shw would call him later. The second 1 was to Dorian. It read: I WILL CALL U LATER AFTER U CALM DOWN.

“What is she trippin about now?” Kima asked.

“She thinks we are lying about having plans tonight with Reggie and Marc.”

“Whatever. Neither of us owe her ass an explanation about shit we do.”

“I see what you mean about her possessiveness.” In unison both said, “Glen Close…Fatal Attraction!” and laughed as they headed for the register to pay for the items they had acquired.