He couldn't stop crying once it started.
There was nothing he could do but let it happen once it started, and Jaquan was grateful for the loud steaming spray. He just broke down unable to stifle himself after finding Renee asleep on the cabin's bed with a hand resting on their baby. He'd been unfaithful throughout this trip with her family members unable to control himself in their presence, or had he? Jaquan experienced several episodes where time seemed to ebb and flow around him as he met and had sex first with Daisy Mae and then with Honey, a veritable wild child wandering behind the brush and tall switch grass bordering the property. He felt depleted and exhausted on a level never felt before; so much, that his legs wobbled under the steaming spray giving way.
But was it real, or not?
There was white snow inside his head juxtaposed with multiple mind movies or perhaps, memories. He could feel everything through these ragged visions spiking and shredding to nothingness in his abused noggin. He sobbed openly keeping his large hands clamped over his face, particularly his mouth. Renee's family had been hostile towards him from the start other than Carlie, who now looked upon him with a disgusted sneer burned into her innocuous, somewhat plain features. She'd born witness to his degradation by the elder Kelly woman who took him sexually in front of the young woman, just to prove a point.
"Jaquan?" Renee called from the other room breaking up his internal anguish.
"YEAH!" He shouted from the tub, shaking uncontrollably at the sound of his woman's voice.
"You gonna rub my feet or not?"
Jaquan broke down again, trying to shove his head between his knees.
"HEY, ARE YOU GONNA DO IT, OR ARE YOU CAMPING OUT IN THERE?!!" Renee shouted again with an air of indignation that made him flinch at the sound of her voice. Jaquan's mind drifted to Daisy Mae powerwalking towards him only to be struck upside the head with nothing held back, only to sit up afterwards chortling. Bits and pieces of their tussle in the field outside followed intercut with his sexual breaking. The zaftig matriarch of the Kelly women was an irresistible force of nature, and he was shook.
"No." He mumbled under his breath.
"JAQUAN?!!" Renee shouted again, making him look up from his hands, finding the bathroom door cracked open.
"I'LL BE OUT IN A MINUTE!!" He shouted back managing some base in his voice. He got up washing and scrubbing his naked body meticulously washing away the grime and dirt, shoving his face directly into the spray mouth open. He could still feel her fists pummeling him, her tightened cunt squeezing and stroking his manhood while they struggled on the grass in front of Carlie.
He popped wood, long and strong to the point of a ghost climax from the images in his head alone.
"JAQUAN!! GET OUT OF THAT FUCKING SHOWER!!" Renee shouted again making him panic due to his obvious guilt and the state of his straining tumescence.
He stepped out of the tub slipping a bit as he snatched a towel from the rack on the paneled walls wrapping it around his waist. His cock stuck out like a flagpole and didn't seem to want to go away necessitating the fleshy spear be pressed against his abdomen as he redoubled the knot in front of it. It was so hard it was pulsing and throbbing as the visions continued intercut with closeups of Daisy's face.
His hand was trembling on the doorknob, while he kept the towel bunched up over his manhood.
"Uh, oh...uhm." His brown eyes were wide as saucers stepping into the room.
Daisy Mae was sitting on Renee's side of the bed with an arm draped over his woman's body
They seemed to be in deep hushed conversation as Jaquan started huffing about to cry out. She'd cleaned up as well. There was a flowery smell about her person. Daisy Mae's body was covered in a cropped white cotton tank leaving her lower half exposed with an ankle length floral print. Her calves and bare feet had a few visible scratches as she peered over her shoulder at Jaquan's face.
"You gonna put your britches on, or is that how you get around with my little cousin, here?"
He didn't say anything but noticed a mason jar on the bedside table with some sort of beige substance inside. Renee's top was up exposing her swollen tummy as Jaquan realized what Daisy Mae was doing.
"JAQUAN!!" Renee shouted raggedly drawing his attention to her face, then down at his partial nudity making the elder Kelly chuckle and lovingly rub her smooth cheek. Daisy Mae shushed her younger cousin.
"Treat him nicely; he's had one hell of a day." The amused sound of her voice made him retch as Renee ignored Daisy Mae with a snarl. He grabbed his unpacked suitcase by the handle yanking it inside the bathroom.
"Sorry about that." He heard Renee apologize as he dressed.
"Cut the shit; how many times have I told you to let a man be a man, little girl?"
"Well, he's..."
"A man, Renee; ain't nothing but a swinging dick and some misplaced attitude. Your job is to speak life into him, or death if he displeases you. Sometimes you just gotta ride it out of him; know what I'm saying, huh?"
"But Jaquan's..."
The room went silent for a moment as he got dressed behind the bathroom door pulling on a long-sleeved white compression gym shirt and some black adidas sweats. He wanted to climb out of the window after looking at his bruised countenance in the bathroom mirror. His eyes were swollen with a fat bottom lip and slight lump on the right side of his temple.
"So, we understand each other, right princess?" The playful yet stern tone of her voice made him feel queasy in hindsight.
"YES!" Renee gasped, alarming Jaquan who rushed into the bedroom to find Daisy Mae still sitting there but facing him with her arm draped over Renee's body. Her left hand was cupping the back of Renee's head and there was a look of muted distress on her symmetrical face.
"And here you are boy; now I want you to love up on Renee here, give her that little foot massage and while you're at it, rub some of this salve on her belly. It's good for her, and the baby."
"Renee, you okay?"
"Did you hear what I said, boy?" Daisy Mae interjected, cutting him off. She shot Renee a look, then stared pointedly looking him in the eyes.
"Yes." Jaquan answered, raised brows watching her hand cupping the back of his woman's head like a baseball.
The bedroom seemed smaller as Daisy Mae's expression softened. He tried not to flinch as she stood rubbing her hands obviously measuring him from head to toe. She nudged him walking to the open bedroom door. Renee lay on her side in a fetal position looking at the wall and window in front of her as Daisy Mae put a hand on her wide hip, the other on the door frame looking at them both.
"I told her everything, Jaquan." She left them alone to hash things out as he felt his face starting to break. He looked down at Renee averting her slanted eyes from his bruised face, starting to flush. Jaquan wanted more than anything for this to be a dream or delusion, but knew it wasn't.
