Page 13 of Rhet

“Yes, who is this?” I sit up placing my drink on the ground

“It’s Marcus,” The voice states.

“Hey. You good?” I ask. A moan echoes from the brunette.

“Uh yeah. Did Trent talk to you about um last night?”

Now he has my full attention. “What happened last night?”

“Shit. I shouldn’t have called. I gotta go,” Marcus replied.

“If you hang this phone up, I’m going to hunt you down. Now. Talk.” Something doesn’t feel right.

“He got into a fight with some guys.” Marcus sounded frighten.

“Who the fuck are those guys and why do you sound so messed up?” I should call Trent after this, but he will be sleeping.

“Look, if Trent didn’t tell you anything I won’t.”

This call is starting to get to me. “Marcus don’t fuck around with me.”

“It’s nothing. I’m sorry I called.”

“Marcus. Don’t you dare hang up this phone.”

“Take care of yourself and your brother. Later man.” The phone goes dead.

“Marcus?” I pull the phone away from my ear. The call ended. I immediately dial Trent’s number.

“Hello?” Trent answers groggily.

“You got into a fight, and you didn’t tell me?” I ask, rocking my right leg.

“Do you know what time it is Rhet? Jesus this could wait till—”

“Until when? I want names Trent,” I hear a moan. The brunette is pulling at the sheets with her head thrown back.

“Listen to me, it’s not that big of a deal. I’m good,” Trent declares

“Trent.”

“Rhet, I’m your bigger brother. I’m telling you to stop. I’m good.”

I want to rage on, but I decide to wait. “Fine”

“Good, see you tomorrow.”

Hanging up the phone, I look at the blank screen wondering what my brother is hiding.

RHET

Weeks have passed since the party, but I haven’t forgotten my brother’s embarrassment. I decided to put my plan for revenge into action. Now here I am, standing with my pants balanced on my ass.

I hate teeth. This is how I know the Maker is a woman. If He were ahe, he would have made a woman’s teeth fucking retractable. Thirty-six fucking years of age and you would think she would know the suck, twist, and slurp combo on a cock.

A blowjob shouldn’t be that hard. Clearly, she didn’t teach her stepdaughter because Charlotte would have me coming in five minutes.

I should fucking stop her because her teeth are grazing the underside of my dick, but the bitch has to learn from someone, right? Might as well be me.