Zion ‘Steel’ Perkins
LET ME SEE YOU
“Let me see that thong,”Sisqo sang over the loudspeakers in the mansion that I was in with my boys.
My bachelors party was officially in motion. In less than 24 hours, I was getting ready to be a married man. With that, my boys felt like I had to have one last dance, so there wasn’t one, but two bad bitches in my lap, and they were damn near about to break a hip bone trying to throw their asses on me. I had money in my hands, that I was throwing at them, and my boys were standing around, tossing money too, looking as if they were having the time of their lives, while I was having mixed emotions about this shit.
The older I got and the more shit that I went through in life, simplicity to me was laying up with my girl. Shit, the definition of a good time was having Toni in my presence. As fine as these strippers were, and as nice as their bodies were, I had everything plus more back at home with my girl. There was a stripper pole down in my mancave, and about once a week, Toni and I would sneak down there, once all the kids were asleep, and she would give me a couple of dances. After the dance, it would result in usfuckin, and then I would carry her back up the stairs, before one of the kids woke up, looking for us.
That was fun to me. That was a good time to me. I let my boys oversee my bachelors party, and I knew that this shit was going to come with some strippers. Toni knew it too, but she was cool with it. She told me to tell the strippers that they had a two-minute max of dancing time on me, and right now, they were about a minute and some change in.
“It’s not your wedding day until about another hour. You got time to fuck us without committing adultery,” the fine, chocolate one whispered in my ear, as she slammed her ass into my lap.
The ass on her was heavy, but I had my hands to my side, keeping them to myself, carrying on as if I was afraid to touch her.
“Yeah, Steel. It’s not cheating. I promise that it’ll be worth your while,” her friend, who was a light skinned woman said to me, and she was just as thick as the dark skinned one.
The only thing that they had on were thongs, so I was staring at titties that looked to be filled with silicone.
“Nah. I’m good,” I replied to them, and you could hear my niggas laughing around me.
“That’s the wrong nigga to get to cheat. I told ya’ll to just give my brother a dance. He ain’t got no plans on fuckin either one of ya’ll,” Khari let them know, already knowing how obsessed I was when it came to Toni, so he knew early on that I wouldn’t take either one of them to the back for a quick fuck.
“You sure? I feel like you only turning it down because you never tried it. Let us sample that dick, Steel,” the light skinned one cooed, and when her hand grabbed at my dick, that’s when I respectfully pushed both out of the way, so that I could stand up.
“Watch out,” I voiced, so that I could get out of the chair.
These bitches were persistent because even with me standing up, they were still standing there, begging for me to come back.
I left them right there, and I walked into the kitchen area, where the food that we had was still sitting in pans, spread out on the counter. I grabbed a plate, put about five wings on it, and I sat down with the wings. Moments later, Khari came over, joining me, sitting down in the empty chair that was next to me. From where I was sitting, I could see Enzo out there with the women, and because that nigga was so fuckin wild, him, and Khari might just take them to the back, and run a train on them women. I wasn’t on that kind of timing.
Montana was here with me. A few of my boys from the gym, and just some of my old friends from around the way, that flew in for my wedding tomorrow were here, kicking it with me, celebrating this night with me. These niggas were better off taking me out to dinner because I wasn’t on all that wild shit no more.
“Little shit like this is how I know that I’m not ready for marriage. Steel, do you not see them bitches? I would have fucked, and then walked my ass down the aisle tomorrow, said my vows, and married my woman like nothing happened. You got a maturity about you that I don’t have, and that’s how I know that marriage just not in the cards for me. At least not right now it isn’t,” he voiced, and I shook my head at him, as I finished chewing the wing that I was holding in my hand.
“Ya’ll niggas be too reckless, and don’t fear diseases enough. So, I’m supposed to take one of those bitches to the back, and fuck her, simply because she got a pretty face, and a fat ass? My fiancé face ten times prettier than both women, and her ass fat too. I don’t gotta jump up and fuck a bitch just because the physical look good. You make too much money, and too fuckin smart to be doing some of the dumb shit that you do,” I snapped on him, hating when he would be on that reckless shit, not giving a fuck who he fucked.
“You saying that like I just be going around, fuckin all kinds of bitches raw. The baby mama’s that I do have, we were on that kind of level, where I was able to slip in without a rubber. I got rubbers on me, nigga, so if I do go back, and fuck one of those hoes, Ima use protection,” he defended himself, and I just shook my head at him, looking at him like he was stupid as fuck.
He stared back at me, and after a little while, he let out a laugh.
“Toni strict as fuck though. You wouldn’t even touch them bitches. What? You think she hiding out somewhere in this big ass house?” he asked me, trying to make it make sense on why I wouldn’t disrespect my fiancé the way that he would have disrespected his if he had one.
“I’m not even going to waste my breath explaining that shit to you bruh. You don’t have the maturity to even understand it,” I let him know, and he laughed at that again, while shaking his head.
“I’m fuckin with you, Steel. I hope you don’t think that we hired the strippers on some disrespectful shit. No lie, I hit up Toni weeks ago, telling her some of the things that we had planned for the bachelor party, just seeing from her if it was okay to have strippers. You built that woman up to be confidant because she didn’t mind. She knows the kind of man that she has, so she wasn’t worried about you fuckin them. I ain’t opposed to marriage, bruh. I feel like the shit that you got going on with Toni is beautiful, man. I just do my shit, dibble, and dabble with different women because I haven’t found one yet that has me ready to settle down, and be on my grown man shit like you,” he voiced, and I nodded my head, hearing what he was saying.
“You gotta change up your scenery, nigga. Them strip clubs and shit that you like to hang out at, I don’t believe your wife is chilling there on a Tuesday night. On a Tuesday night, your wifeis home in bed, sleeping, getting ready for her workday in the morning. You gotta slow down with the fast life that you living too, bruh. I try to stay out of it because I know that you, and Enzo don’t like when I start preaching to ya’ll, but it’s about time to wrap up what you doing in the streets, find a good woman, and just live your life peacefully,” I told him, and like he heard me, and understood me, he sat there, nodding his head, even though I knew that the things that I was saying to him was going in one ear and out the other.
“I know you don’t think that I be hearing you when you start preaching to me about that, but I swear I do. I may not be moving my feet as quickly as you want me to, but Steel, I hear you. It won’t be much longer that I’m out here doing this shit,” he voiced, and I nodded, knowing that that was all that I wanted to hear from him.
This was my god brother. The closest thing that I’ve ever had to a real, blood brother, and I just loved him to the point that I didn’t want anything to ever happen to him.
I chopped it up with him for a little longer, and then I tossed my food in the trash. I wanted to go upstairs to my bedroom for a little bit, so that I could holla at Toni. She was with her girls, but she was fucked up right now, recovering from a bad ass hangover. She went to Nola yesterday on a girls trip, had a ball with the girls, knowing that her ass wasn’t used to drinking like that, and she was still feeling the aftermath of that shit.
Today was part two of her bachelorette party but today was much calmer. Just like my niggas did for me, her girls rented out a mansion for her as well, and throughout the day, she had been calling me and sending me videos of all the things that they’d done for her. They started their morning with a catered brunch, and right after, someone pulled up to the house, so that all the women could get massages. She had been getting catered to all day, getting her nails done, pedicure service, all her waxingservices right there from the house, making it where she didn’t have to leave, and take care of those things because her girls took care of it.
I just wanted to escape for a little bit, talk to her, and see how she was doing. I made it to the bedroom, and I closed the door, so that I could drown out all the noise that was taking place downstairs. I took a seat in the chair that was off to the side of the room, pulled my phone out and I placed a facetime call in for Toni. She declined the facetime call, but seconds later, she called right back, choosing to call me using regular audio. Laughing, already knowing why her crazy ass did that, I answered, putting the call on speaker, allowing it to rest in my lap.
