by Cydney Rax
“That won’t be necessary. Just tell me real quick.”
Tell me before I change my mind.
She memorized his address. Then she decided to pay a visit to Adina Davis.
Kiara texted Adina to let her know she was popping by her hair salon. When she arrived, she was happy to see that her friend was waiting for her as soon as she pulled into a parking spot outside the salon.
“Hey, girl.” Adina hugged her. “I got one customer who just sat under the dryer so you can come on in my room and we can talk.”
“Thanks.”
Adina styled hair in a complex that housed seventy beauty professionals all under one roof. She led her friend down the long hallway and into her own separate little suite and closed the door.
“Well, Adina. The shit has hit the fan.”
“Oh, girl, what happened?”
“I think Rashad is fucking a new chick I hired at the job.”
“You think he is? Can you find out for sure?”
“If I ask him, all he’ll do is deny. No unfaithful man will confess to anything unless you catch him with his pants down.”
“Even if that was true, I don’t think you need to worry about a new chick. You got the upper hand on that one, Ki. You have no history with her and you can shut that down easy. But still, girl, get your receipts first. You don’t want to act salty over a bitch then find a lawsuit on your hands. I know your job is way too important to you.”
“I’m not concerned about her. I’m more concerned about him. Did you not tell me that if it walks like a rat, it is a rat?”
“Yeah, but sometimes it looks like a rat, but it’s really a mouse.”
“Adina, please. I know my man. He loves sex. And when I can’t give it to him, there will always be another woman who will. And I know he’s not stupid enough to still be kicking it with Alexis.”
“If that’s true, he is getting ridiculous. Is he a sex addict or something?”
“I don’t know what his problem is. He’s becoming a whole different person.”
“Oh, now that’s where you’re wrong. When a woman meets a man, all the signs of his true character are already evident, unless he’s a con artist. But your man’s ways were always obvious, Kiara.”
“But I was too blind to see.”
“And it sounds like you refuse to be Stevie Wonder anymore. So what’s next?”
“Kiara Eason is about to do something she never thought she’d do.”
“I feel you, baby girl, but please think long and hard before you do anything you regret.” Adina sounded serious. “Women take a lot of shit off their men, but make sure whatever you decide that it’s worth it, whatever it is. Don’t be dumb and don’t be weak.”
“I’m not weak. I’m human. I’ll let you go now. Just needed to vent. Bye, Adina.”
And she left.
Kiara arrived at Eddison’s house long before he did. Just as she expected, he lived in a classy, well-established neighborhood with stucco houses that had pretty green vines climbing the sides of the homes. His property was so big he had a horseshoe driveway. But she decided not to park there. Instead she did a U-turn and found an empty spot in front of a house several doors down. She waited in the car and thought about her life.
It was difficult for Kiara to breathe. The more she thought of Nicole and Rashad, the less normal she felt. It was one thing to test a man’s faithfulness, another thing if he accepted the bait. She then knew that she was dealing with a deeper issue that might be irreparable.
Kiara and Rashad had just gotten engaged. She was ecstatic. She’d never been so in love before. And she felt pleased that the man she desired wanted her enough to put a ring on it.
They were out together on a Saturday evening having dinner.
She beamed at him when he stuck her straw in his mouth and slurped up some of her cocktail.
“I love you, Rashad.”
“I love you back.”
“I want to ask you something. Are you really going to be able to stay faithful to one woman the rest of your life?”
“I will damn sure try.”
“Try?”
“Kiara, I’m used to getting a lot of pussy. I already told you that.”
And he did. He never gave her actual figures about how many women he’d laid. Only a fool would confess that. But he never hid the fact that he had had ample sexual experience.
“So, Rashad, if you love pussy so much, why did you decide we should get married?”
“You are the future mother of my kids, Kiara. I want to leave an heir on this earth. I want to have a family. And I want a pretty, sweet, and ambitious woman by my side. You fit that description perfectly. Plus I’ve never loved any other woman like I love you.”
She smiled and her insides melted. Kiara decided she’d give her man all the sex he wanted and felt that by doing so she would make sure he never had a reason to stray. Every single day she’d strive to be Super Woman for Rashad and that alone would be enough.
Kiara sat in her car and thought back on those early years. She felt alarmed at how drastically things in her marriage had changed. She wiped the tears from her eyes and wished she had clarity.
Kiara’s heart was hurting, which meant she could feel. And if she could feel, that meant she was still alive. And if she was still alive, that meant she could do something to help her situation.
As soon as Eddison drove past her vehicle, she waited a few minutes then calmly stepped out of the car and walked to his place. She was carrying her briefcase and her laptop and felt self-conscious.
The eyes of camera phones are in every place, beholding the evil and the good.
Eddison warmly greeted Kiara and welcomed her into the house. It smelled fresh and clean and was tastefully decorated.
“Make yourself at home.” Kiara took a seat on the sofa in his huge family room while he puttered around in the kitchen.
“It’s been one of those days. So thanks for your understanding. I had to get out of that office.”
“What’s going on?” he returned and handed her a glass of red wine. “This may calm your nerves.”
“Thanks, but do you have a drink from a bottle that hasn’t been opened yet?”
“Uh, I have flavored vodka.”
“I appreciate that.”
He brought her a watermelon Smirnoff, knelt at her feet, and removed both of her pumps.
While she talked, he rubbed her shoulders. “You are tense. What happened?”
She told him, “I have a confession. I feel like an idiot and I blame myself. But you know Nicole Greene?”
Kiara proceeded to tell Eddison everything. The way the woman was dressing these days, the way her husband behaved after working at Nicole’s house. The way he was never hungry after he left her house; and how he seemed more distant than usual. She even told him about the photo of him smiling for the camera while he was with her. “Every little thing he does is adding up to something that doesn’t sit well with me. His mood swings vary. Sometimes Rashad is warm and like his old self. Other times there is this invisible wall that I can’t seem to climb. And I’m tired. So tired.”
“So have you thought about what you’re going to do?”
“I don’t want to be pressured, I know that much.”
“Sorry,” he said sympathetically. “It’ll be all right, Kiara. You’re going through a lot. You need some peace of mind.”
She appreciated how good Eddison’s warm hands felt on her back, but when he started lowering his hands toward her butt, she stopped him. He was sensual and fine, but she was too distracted to enjoy his attention.
“Thanks, Eddy. But that’s enough. I feel a little better.”
“You sure? I can give you a full-body massage.”
“Yeah, right. What good will that do?”
“Are you serious? What has my man been doing all this time? You’ve been living beneath your privileges.”
“You’re funny. I’m fine. I just want to figure out
my life, that’s all.”
“Have you talked to him about how you feel?”
“How many times . . . I sense that he’s holding back. And I want to know why, yet I don’t want to know why.”
“Because you’d—”
“I’d be devastated. Just about everyone knows us as a model couple. How can I face them if they know we’re not?”
“Truthfully, all married people are probably going through their own problems.”
“Did you have them with Nina?”
“They weren’t big enough to cause a breakup. But when I lost her, it made me learn that life isn’t guaranteed. You have to live every day like it’s your last.”
“Well, I certainly hope that’s not what Rashad is doing.”
Eddison smiled. “It could be a temporary crisis.”
“Yeah, right.”
“So, Kiara, do you feel that your husband is messing around with the secretary?”
“She’s not a secretary. But her title could be marketing assistant to Jesus Christ and his twelve disciples. It doesn’t matter. Rashad is slinging his dick in another woman.”
She would die of embarrassment if Eddison knew about Alexis too, so she decided not to tell him about her.
“You have no solid proof. But you feel something’s just not right.”
“Exactly. In fact, she’s already paid him for the work so he should be done. I deposited the check myself. And she gave him a check with an Alabama address.”
“He accepts out-of-state checks?”
“That’s what I’m talking about. So if he’s finished and is still visiting her, that means he’s over there because he wants to be there.”
“Maybe he’s tying up some loose ends. Oops, sorry.”
“Oh, Eddison!”
He wanted to comfort her so badly, so he silently took her hand. He played with her fingers. He toyed with her hair. She smacked at his hand so he’d stop. Eddison picked up her legs and swung them onto his lap. He grabbed a bottle of lotion off the coffee table and dabbed some into the palm of his hand and started to gently massage her.
“That feels good,” she murmured. She closed her eyes.
Eddy started caressing the base of her feet, then he rubbed her ankles, then stroked her thighs.
“Oh, my goodness,” she gasped, wondering if her vivid dream was about to come true. She held her breath and was glad she’d worn a fresh new pair of bikini underwear.
Eddison stared at Kiara with a tenderness that said he adored her. He moved his fingers up her thighs to her groin. He started rubbing her and her eyes rolled around.
“Eddison.”
“Yes, Kiara.”
“That’s my spot. That feels really good.”
His fingers were strong and she felt herself getting weak and wet. Soon his lips were on her hair. He kissed her forehead and she couldn’t believe how loving that felt. This was it. She wanted this. She deserved it. It had been so long since she’d really felt loved. She opened her eyes and smiled up at him.
“Kiara, I’ve been waiting to have you for a long time.”
Their lips came together in a sensuous kiss. She was amazed at how hot she was getting. He scooped Kiara in his arms and carried her to his bedroom. He carefully laid her down like she was precious and valuable. She loved the way he stared into her eyes and the sexy thing he did when he licked his lips.
“Kiara, do you want me?”
She hesitated, then nodded. He removed his shirt and she helped him. She almost lost it when she saw the long shape in the front of his briefs. She reached out and squeezed him. He moaned. He stood in front of her and undid her bra. His hands were hot like flaming coals. He bent over and sucked on her erect nipples. She nodded and laughed and moaned and enjoyed how loving he felt. She kissed his hair and inhaled the good smell of his locs.
They were so into each other. She licked his ears and sucked on them. He told her to get on her knees and she did. Once he rolled on a condom, Eddison was like a field slave that got set free. This is what he had wanted for so long. He kissed her on her ass as she bent over. He entered her from behind and she heard him pump and grunt his pleasure. Kiara loved how it felt to feel his thrusts. She felt one with Eddison. And when he hit it from the back one final time and climaxed, she felt exhausted but satisfied.
“Let’s go one more round.”
“You making up for lost time, huh?” she gasped.
He got up and tossed the condom in the trash can. And when he returned, she ordered him to lie on the floor on his back.
He obeyed and waited on this gorgeous woman. She straddled his body, held his penis in her hands and took him in her mouth. She sucked him till he became rock hard. Then she eased herself on top of his shaft and rode him. The line between pleasure and pain was so thin, but she felt so good, she just kept on going. She flipped him so that he was on top. Eddison kept pounding her over and over. He groaned and arched his neck. She moaned with him and loved how he felt inside of her. After they both exploded with an orgasm and they were lying on the bed spent, a thought popped into her mind.
Kiara tensed up. “Uh, did you use a condom?”
“Oh, shit. No. I didn’t.”
“Dammit.”
What am I doing? My husband and I haven’t had sex in a minute. What if . . . ?
Kiara shoved Eddison off of her and covered herself with a blanket. “I can’t believe it. What the hell was I thinking?”
“You weren’t thinking about Rashad, and for good reason. But don’t worry. Nothing bad is going to happen. That was beautiful. Didn’t you enjoy it?”
“Yes, of course, Eddy.”
He uncovered Kiara’s body and slowly started to kiss her neck. He jumped on top of Kiara and kissed her all over her body.
“What are we doing?” Kiara whispered.
“I don’t know what you’re doing, but I’m having a good time. I’ve wanted you for so long.”
He stopped kissing her and stared into her eyes. “I love you inside and out.”
What he said sounded so ridiculous yet made Kiara feel so good, she started laughing.
It was almost five o’clock. Kiara had gotten dressed and so had Eddison. Now she was pacing back and forth in his bedroom. “I need to talk to Rashad. I gotta hear from him. Soon.”
“Why would he even care? He’s screwing everything that moves.”
“It doesn’t matter, Eddison. I’m not trying to make things worse. I just want to touch base. I hate to leave you like this. But I’ll hit you up when I can.”
She wanted to get home and take a quick shower. She got in her car and called Rashad. He didn’t answer. She left him a voice mail.
“Hey, bae. What you doing? I haven’t heard from you all day. I—um, call me.” She wanted to say more but didn’t. It was her day to pick up Myles from the after-school day care. She made a U-turn and drove to the school and collected her son and rushed home. When she saw her husband’s car in the driveway, but not his work van, she felt a little better.
Once she got Myles settled, the first thing she did was hop in the shower. She squirted lots of liquid soap on her body and scrubbed herself from head to toe.
“I can’t believe I did that. Doing dumb stuff like cheating isn’t even in my DNA.”
She got dressed and couldn’t help but notice the new clothes from Nordstrom hanging in her closet. She stared at them and felt sick to her stomach.
Rashad walked through the door earlier than she expected.
She greeted him with a hug but failed to look him in the eyes. He avoided eye contact with her as well.
“Hey,” she said, “how was your day?”
“Busy man. Working hard.”
“Um, have you ever taken Nicole to lunch?”
“Yes, but only as a client; nothing more.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure. Why?”
If what he said was true, did she actually have revenge sex with Eddison? Did she reall
y have it in her to stoop that low?
“Never mind.”
She was dressed in a negligee. A red one that she knew Rashad loved. On the drive back to her house, she had come up with a plan. Her plan was to seduce Rashad, but now she felt unsure. Using sex as a tool for any reason was a dangerous game.
“Hey, sexy. You look hot,” he said.
“I do?”
“And you look exhausted. You had a hard day?”
“Uh, yeah. It was . . . very hard,” she told him.
“What you got to eat in there?”
“What?”
“Are you all right? I asked what is there to eat.”
“Rashad, trust me. I didn’t have time to cook. I ate some leftovers.”
“No biggie.”
Rashad headed toward their room and she was right behind him.
“What are you about to do, Rashad?”
He looked at Kiara like she was insane. “What do I always do? I’m about to hit the shower.”
“Good. I’ll join you.”
“That’s cool.”
“You know it’s been a while. Too long,” she said and felt like her dinner was about to rise up her throat and explode from her mouth.
He accepted her embrace, then peeled off his clothes and dumped them on the floor by the bed. While he was in the shower, she quietly found his pants and felt around in both pockets. She reached in one pocket and pulled out a single condom still in the wrapper.
Well, at least he’s smart enough to use protection, she thought.
Kiara got undressed and slipped into the shower behind her husband. Water had already splattered on his back. She couldn’t see any scratches, nothing. But it didn’t matter. She grabbed Rashad’s waist from behind and pressed her lips against him.
Inside she was trembling. Having sex with two men in one day wasn’t part of her character. Yet Kiara felt that his cheating could not completely justify her having unprotected sex.
She made her way down the back of his legs, kissing his skin and not feeling aroused while she did it. When she worked long enough to hear him moaning and groaning, she still wasn’t satisfied until she moved to his front.
