Richonne (Short Love Stories) How Many Drinks Part II (Chapter 5)
Six months have passed and Rick and Michonne are in a full-fledged relationship. Both of them are busy with their careers, but make it a priority to spend time together. Rick is in Atlanta during the week, so they alternate between each other's apartments. Most Friday nights, they travel to his home in Senoia for the weekend, returning to Atlanta on Monday morning.
"Michonne! You forgot to set the alarm! It's almost 9 o'clock!" Rick scrambles out of bed, looking around trying to figure out what to do first.
Michonne turns over lazily and looks at him. "What's going on?"
"I was supposed to be in Atlanta by 8:30. I've got that meeting with Blake," he reminds her.
"Calm down." She moves over to his side of the bed, grabs his cell phone, and hands it to him. "Call Daryl and tell him to handle the meeting for you and you'll be back tomorrow morning."
"Tomorrow morning? No, the meeting is this morning. Come on, let's get dressed. I'll just have to be late," he concludes.
She reaches for her cell and starts texting.
"What are you doing?" he asks.
"Telling Andrea to cover for me since I'll be out of the office today spending time with my boyfriend," she completes her text and places the phone back on the night stand.
"No, we're not staying. We gotta go," he tells her.
Michonne stifles a yawn as she stretches her arms up and out, allowing the sheet to fall revealing her bare, perky breasts. She eyes Rick as she brings her fingertips to her nipples and starts to circle them slowly. "But it would be so much fun for us to spend the day together."
Rick drops the phone, then bends down to retrieve it, searching for Daryl's number, but eyeing her at the same time. Luckily, Daryl picks up after the first ring.
"Hey, man, I thought we were meeting at 8:30," Daryl speaks in a hurry.
"Yeah, umm….something came up, so I can't make the meeting. Would you handle everything for me? I'll be back in the city tomorrow morning," Rick informs him.
"But you told Blake you'd be there," Daryl returns.
Michonne pushes the sheet away to reveal her completely nude body, spreading her legs wide as she slides a hand down to caress her womanhood.
Rick gulps loudly. "Daryl, the meeting. Handle it. Gotta go." He ends the call abruptly and tosses the phone aside. He is completely mesmerized watching Michonne pleasure herself. He is torn between arousal and voyeurism. Arousal because he wants to join her, a vision of burying his head between her long and shapely brown legs drifting to the surface of his mind, and voyeurism because this is better than any skin flick he has ever watched.
Her lips part on a gasp as she increases the pace, rocking her hips to match the rhythm of her hand. Her groans flow to Rick, drawing a response from his body, his manhood lengthening, hardening, and thickening.
"Oh….oh, Rick, I'm coming," she pants. Her body stiffens suddenly as she arches her back, pulling her legs together as if she may fall to pieces if she doesn't.
His own breathing ragged, he gives her a moment to recover, admiring her lack of inhibition. Damn. This woman never ceases to amaze me. "Am I needed at all here?"
"Hmmmm….yes, you're definitely needed, but I want to watch you now," she informs him as she zeroes in on his fully erect member.
"What?" He asks as he frowns with confusion.
"Slide your hand down and pleasure yourself while I watch," she instructs.
"Michonne, I don't think….." He stops suddenly as she parts her legs again, exposing herself, her flesh glistening with fresh juices.
"She's all yours if you do." She smiles as he slowly grips his manhood, moving his hand up and down gently. She clutches the sheets as she tries to refrain from reaching out to touch him. It's her turn to be mesmerized as she admires the way his stomach muscles clench with his movements and the way his biceps are on full display. She is brought out of her little daydream when Rick starts to walk toward her.
"I need a little help," he tells her as he makes his way to her side of the bed, still caressing himself.
She waits in anticipation, wondering what he has in mind. He slowly removes his hand from his body and touches Michonne's center. A knowing smile spreads across his face as her breath hitches and she rolls her hips up to feel more of his hand on her. He fingers her gently, then grasps himself again, coating her juices all over his length.
She is front and center and starts to groan almost as loudly as he does just watching him. He closes his eyes, letting his head drop back as he really gets into it. Moments later, he releases a strangled cry as his body jerks with his climax. He allows his hands to drop to his sides as he brings his eyes back to hers, breathing heavily.
Michonne moves up on her knees in front of him, wrapping her hand around him, wanting to prolong his orgasm.
He jerks again and whispers, "Don't."
"That was so hot. Do you even realize how sexy you are?" She starts to kiss his neck, pulling his skin into her mouth, biting and sucking gently.
Rick's knees almost buckle, so she turns his body and allows him to collapse on the bed.
"So, do you need a couple of minutes?" She inquires with a smile.
"Just a couple," he says as he grabs her ass with a slight squeeze.
Hours later, they are preparing for the short trip back to Atlanta. Michonne is making the bed as Rick returns from placing some items in the car. He stands in the bedroom doorway, watching her.
"You ready?" she asks as she notices him.
"I have a favor to ask of you," he informs her.
"Sure, babe. Whatever you need," she returns.
"Well, I've been talking about you to someone and she'd really like to meet you," he says with just a hint of hesitancy.
"Ok, who is it and what have you been telling her?" Michonne teases.
He moves over to her, draping his arms around her waist. She looks up at him, expectantly.
"How do you feel about going to King's County next weekend? My mom wants to meet you," he tells her.
"Your mom? You've been talking to your mom about me?" She bites her bottom lip, nervously.
"Yep and she's most impressed, so she wants to meet you. I've been putting it off for a while now, but she's getting pretty persistent," he relays.
"Why have you been putting it off?" Michonne wants to know.
"I'm trying to keep you, not scare you off," he jokes. "Honestly, I wasn't sure how you'd feel about it, so I just didn't say anything. I haven't met your folks yet, so…"
Michonne frowns as she can't tell if he just made a dig at her about not meeting her folks. She just never truly gave it much thought, but she realizes they have been together long enough to warrant a meeting with each other's families. "Ok, we'll go to King's County next weekend and we can go to Columbus the weekend after that. How does that sound?"
"Great. I'll make arrangements, but um…does your family even know about me?" He asks cautiously.
Michonne takes a speculative look at him and realizes that Rick is trying to slyly divulge how deeply she feels for him. "Yes, they know about you. I didn't tell them everything of course, but they know that I'm dating a former cop who is now a business owner and that I'm totally crazy about him."
"Is that right? So, what did you leave out?" He reels back as Michonne swats at him playfully.
"You know exactly what I left out and you better not say one word about it," she demands.
He laughs as he grabs her hand and leads her out of the house.
A few weeks have passed and all is going well for the couple. The visits with both of their families went as well as could be expected. Rick's family welcomed Michonne with open arms, especially his mother, Gladys. His father, Arthur, was a little more reserved and laid back, but seemed to enjoy their visit. They hit a snag in Columbus as one of Michonne's uncles wasn't too happy with his niece dating a white man. Ms. Mae (as Rick calls her), Michonne's mother, quickly put her brother in his place, letting him know that if her daughter was happy, nothing else mattered. Michonne's father, Walter, agreed with his wife. Rick was uncomfortable for a short time, but realized that he was only worried about her parents' opinion of him and they seemed to like him just fine.
Another Friday night has rolled around and Rick is busy with work, so Michonne decides to join Andrea and Sasha for a girls' night out. They had dinner, took in a movie, and now Michonne is ready to call it a night.
"No way. It's barely 10 o'clock. I say we go to AFU and have a few drinks. Drinks we probably won't have to pay for," Andrea tells them.
"Is that your only motivation? Free drinks?" Sasha asks.
"What else are you gonna do? Come on," Andrea prompts.
Michonne is unsure, but gives in. "Fine, but I'm only staying for an hour."
AFU is packed as usual, but they manage to find a table. Luckily, they didn't have to name drop to get any perks. At least, two guys has sent a round of drinks to their table. One of them was bold enough to come over and ask Michonne for a dance. She was flattered, but turned him down nicely.
"Too bad Rick isn't here. Wonder how he'd react to his woman getting all this attention?" Sasha leans toward her with a smile. "You know you gotta keep him on his toes."
Michonne laughs, shaking her head at Sasha.
"Oh, he's here alright. Does that little scene over there mean he's trying to keep you on your toes?' Andrea asks with a smirk.
"What are you talking about?" Michonne inquires.
Andrea points in a certain direction. Michonne looks over and sees Rick conversing with a tall brunette who's unsuccessfully trying to drape her hands all over him. She narrows her eyes as she takes in the scene, her heartbeat quickening, but decides not to get upset.
"Wonder what they're talking about?" Andrea snaps.
"Don't make it worse, Andrea," Sasha interjects.
"Is he leaving with her?! Oh, hell no! Come on, you need to confront them," Andrea is grabbing her purse as she attempts to stand.
MIchonne gives her a stern look. "Sit down, Andrea. It's nothing." She watches as Rick places his hand at the brunette's elbow, steering her towards the front exit. He is not leaving with her. He can't be.
"I knew it! I knew he was no different than Shane and you fell for this bullshit!" Andrea states. "How long has it been? Six, seven months? Yeah, that's about right. They always move on after a few months."
"Maybe you should stop talking right now," Sasha says to Andrea. She looks to Michonne. "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine," Michonne informs her. If he's not back in five minutes….
"You are not fine, Michonne. Your boyfriend just waltzed out of here with some bimbo. He's probably taking her back to his place just like he did with you…." Andrea stops abruptly as Michonne gets up from the table and walks off.
When Andrea sees that she is moving towards the back of the club, she yells, "You're going the wrong way!" She turns back to Sasha. "You know what? Fine, she won't handle it, I will. He's not going to get away with this shit."
She moves in the direction she saw Rick take, but Sasha stops her. "You've really upset Michonne. I think we should go check on her."
Andrea scoffs, "And let that asshole get away with treating her like this?"
Sasha was about to retort when they both notice Rick coming their way.
"Hey. Where's Michonne?" He wants to know.
Andrea frowns at him. "Really? What'd you do? Give her the key to your place and told her to wait for you?"
"What?" He asks with a frown.
"We saw you, Rick. Michonne saw you leave with that woman, so what's your excuse? You obviously didn't know she was here, otherwise you wouldn't have been playing the field tonight," Andrea states.
Rick is shaking his head as he is trying to comprehend all of this. "I knew Michonne was here and I'm not playing the field. Where is she?"
"I think she went to the ladies' room," Sasha inputs.
He makes a move to leave, but Andrea detains him. "No, you leave her alone. You men are all the same, aren't you?"
"I don't know what your problem is, but I wasn't hitting on anyone or making plans with any…..Why am I talking to you?" He walks off with a huff in pursuit of Michonne.
Michonne is in the ladies room, trying to hold it together. She just had to get away from Andrea before she started playing into her madness. Rick wouldn't hurt me. I know he wouldn't. Why did I even come here tonight? She looks at herself in the mirror, then looks at her watch. If he didn't come back… She can't even fathom the thought, so she takes a deep breath and steps out.
Rick is in the hallway outside of the ladies' room, lounging against the wall with his head down. He straightens up quickly at the sight of her, trying to gauge her mood.
She is visibly relieved when she sees him. She exhales with a smile. "You came back."
He walks up to her slowly, bending his head slightly to look directly into her eyes. "I don't know exactly what's going on. Your friend, Andrea, is yelling at me, but I didn't do anything wrong. The lady you saw me with? She was drunk, so I asked Jokes to get her a cab home." He hesitates for only a moment. "I do know her. She's an ex, but that happened way before you and tonight was the first time I have seen her in over a year."
"You don't have to explain anything to me," Michonne returns.
"No, I do. I don't want there to be any misunderstandings between us. You told me what you went through with Mike and I told you about my stuff. We both agreed that we weren't those type people and you've gotta know that I would never do that you. Never. I had a little time when I first moved here, trying to hang with Shane, but that's not me. You know that."
She moves up to him slowly, placing her hands at his shoulders. "Rick, I know." She kisses him softly, smiling against his lips as he wraps his arms around her waist, deepening their kiss. They break apart when they hear Andrea's voice.
"I should've known you'd fall for his charms. Wake up….." Andrea stops as Michonne gives her the most murderous look over Rick's shoulder.
Sasha laughs as she grabs Andrea by the arm and pulls her away.
"Can you get rid of her?" Rick asks about Andrea. They both laugh. "I think her real problem is Shane."
"What does Shane have to do with any of this?" Michonne asks.
"You mean you don't know?" Rick is surprised that her best friend hasn't informed her of her relationship with his best friend.
A/N: I wanted to at least address the idea of Rick possibly being a womanizer hence the club scene. He tried it at one point, but that wasn't who he was. Also, now that Michonne is in his life, he only has eyes for her. This story won't stop. I already have ideas for Part III, so do you guys want more?