“Baby,” Herschel pleaded, holding his wife in his arms, “Don’t ever leave me. I really do need you.”
“Be careful what you ask for,” Nikki said. “I’m tired of you. So if you choose to stay, I promise to make you wish you had left.”
Chapter 3
Lexington
—I, Lexington Lewis, take you, Donna, to be my lawfully wedded wife….
“Meet me at the club. I’m going down…” Lexington sang, driving up to the valet. Handing the parking attendant his keys, Lexington strolled into the sex club.
He was on the prowl for all the pussy he could suck and fuck before sunrise. Handing the front-desk monitor his annual membership card, Lexington held on tight to his supersized bottle of vodka. He wasn’t big on consuming alcohol, but the club policy was bring your own drink. Walking through the swinging double doors, Lexington glanced at the posted sign he read each Saturday night: IF NUDITY OR LIVE SEXUAL ACTS OFFEND YOU, DO NOT ENTER.
Checking out the honeys in lingerie at the bar, their naked, bodacious booties squirming on fiberglass bar stools, Lexington slowly handed his bottle of vodka to the bartender, reciting his membership number.
“Man, you know I got you,” the bartender said, jotting the number on a sticky. “The usual?”
“You bet,” Lexington confirmed.
“Ladies, this round is on Lex,” the bartender announced, pouring a round for all the women at the bar.
Generously sharing his alcohol with women generally gave Lexington premier pick of any, and sometimes all, the women at the bar that he wanted to suck his dick. Unbuttoning his shirt, he exposed the soft, curly hairs on his chest. Working out daily, while his wife, Donna, sat around the house, gaining weight, had paid off tremendously.
“Hey, Lex, Daddy,” said a familiar voice behind him.
Lexington smiled, then turned around. “What the fuck are you doing here?” he asked.
Nikki gave him a kiss on the lips.
What the fuck was his boy Herschel’s wife doing up in the sex club? Donna didn’t even know his spot.
“Nikki, what’s up? You need to take your ass home. Herschel is going to flip the fuck out if he finds out you’re here. And for the record, you’re not with me, okay?”
“And what about Donna? You saying you have permission to be here every Saturday night?”
Lexington’s jaw tightened as he walked over to the dance floor and joined a group of three fine-ass, naked women in high heels. One bowed before him, unzipped his pants, took out his dick, and started licking him up and down. Another one joined her while Lexington eased his finger inside the third woman’s pussy.
Glancing over at Nikki, he saw that she was bent over a table, with some dude fucking her in the ass. Damn. Nikki could take it like that. Shaking his head to erase X-rated thoughts of fucking his boy’s wife, Lexington walked away from the dance floor, bypassed the restrooms, and asked the locker room attendant to open up one of the lockers for him. Undressing, Lexington placed his clothes and shoes in the locker, wrapped his towel around his waist, and headed to the Freak-a-Zone.
Strolling through the club to see what was happening and what regulars were on the scene, Lexington nodded his head at a few of the guys he knew. All six of the Jacuzzis were packed with women and men, who were sitting on the edge, getting their clits licked or dicks sucked. A few were bent over the sides, fucking doggie style.
“Aw, damn,” Lexington thought as he spotted the finest woman in the club. She was sitting alone, checking out everyone else.
She looked classy, sophisticated, and very much in control of her hormones. “That’s the one I’m fucking tonight,” he whispered.
Patiently, he traveled throughout the community rooms. Beds were lined up under a canopy in one room and positioned around a Jucuzzi in another room. Everybody was in the zone. Men were leaning back on sofas, with their hands clamped behind their heads, while naked females with nice bodies and booties were lined up on coffee tables, sucking dicks like lollipops. Condoms were everywhere, but Lexington used Magnum XL exclusively, so he’d brought his own.
Lexington envied his boy Brian and the way Brian adored Michelle. Why couldn’t Lexington feel the same way about Donna? It wasn’t that Brian didn’t do shit on the side. Brian’s preference was to fuck every woman he could but never fuck any of them more than once. But Brian was different from Lexington and Herschel in that he genuinely loved his wife and kept her first. Brian had a plan for all the women he fucked: he rented hotel rooms, had the women put the room charges on their credit cards, then reimbursed them with cash. That way he never left a paper trail. And Michelle loved Brian so much, she’d never leave him, either. Brian boasted about how his wife would never take another woman’s word over his, so basically Brian didn’t give a fuck when chicks threatened to tell his wife about their affair.
Lexington wished like hell he could love his wife, but Donna was a straight bitch. She verbally humiliated him in front of her friends, his friends, their kids, and their family, so why should he give a damn about what Donna felt?
Making his way back to the woman who was sitting alone, Lexington extended his hand and asked, “You wanna join me in a private room?”
“Sit with me for a moment, and we’ll see,” she said, licking her lips.
Lexington sat next to her on an oversized cushion. “What’s up?”
“I’m not from around here. This is my first time at a sex club, so instead of joining in, I decided to watch.”
“What’s your name?” Lexington asked, watching her nipples pop beneath the gold lace teddy covering her breasts. Yeah, she was new. Most of the women strolling through the club were either naked or had on basic bikinis.
“Irresistible is my name.”
“Don’t give me no fake-ass name,” Lexington said. “What’s your real name?”
“That’s what my mama named me. What’s yours?”
Lowering the lace covering Irresistible’s breasts, he caressed a nipple before easing it into his mouth. “Lexington. Hey, let’s go,” he finally said, firmly gripping her hand.
Irresistible stood. Damn! Her sweet ass was working that gold thong. Lexington eagerly led her into one of the private rooms. While he eased the spaghetti straps over her shoulders, she unwrapped his towel. Sitting on the bed, she began sucking his dick.
Tearing off the edge of a condom wrapper, Lexington stepped back, but Irresistible wouldn’t let go of his dick. Her mouth was tight and juicy and felt so fucking good, he wanted to cum but refused. “Whew, baby. You gon’ have to ease up off of him so I can put on a condom.”
“You like the way I suck this big-ass dick, Daddy?” she said, getting a bit aggressive and sucking a lot harder.
Aw, fuck. What the hell? It’s her mouth, he thought. “If you don’t back up, I’m about to explode a load,” he replied. Lexington was enjoying that shit, that is, until the door opened.
“Mind if I join you?” Nikki asked, entering their room without permission.
“Get out!” Lexington said, holding back on squirting cum all over Irresistible’s face.
Quietly, Nikki stood before Lexington, dropped the towel wrapped around her body, pushed him onto the mattress, straddled his dick, and began fucking him.
“Nikki, cut this shit out,” Lexington protested.
Irresistible started sucking Nikki’s breasts and rubbing Nikki’s clit. “Ride him like a horse, baby,” Irresistible said, cheering Nikki on.
“No, don’t encourage her. You don’t understand,” Lexington said.
“Aw, now who’s acting new?” Irresistible moaned.
Nikki started squeezing his dick. Irresistible sat on his face, facing Nikki. Lexington ran his tongue over Irresistible’s shaft, then sucked her clit. What the hell, he thought. Inserting his finger inside Irresistible’s pussy, Lexington began frantically finger fucking the shit out of her G-spot.
“Oh, my God! Yes! Yes!” Irresistible screamed, “That’s my spot, baby! Go
harder!”
Lexington felt Nikki riding him faster. Grinding her pelvis into his dick, Nikki screamed, “Fuck you! Cum for me, Lex!”
Suddenly, it dawned on Lexington that he was ejaculating inside of his boy’s girl without a condom, and as big and long as Lexington’s dick was, his sperm didn’t have to swim. He shot those motherfuckers straight to the eggs, like a fucking cannon ball. That was how Donna had ended up pregnant five years in a row.
“No, Nikki, don’t do this to me. Stop. Please, get up.”
“Ahhhh!” Irresistible yelled, squirting fluid all over his stomach and Nikki’s pussy.
Nikki’s pussy clamped down so hard, there was nothing Lexington could do except yell as he shot a full load, cumming harder than ever. Nikki’s pussy was fucking great.
Lexington knew Herschel was a dog, but Nikki was a straight bitch for this shit. No matter how doggish men were, the one unspoken rule between friends was friends didn’t fuck their friends’ wives. Nikki had to keep this shit between them.
“Irresistible, you need to get up. You, too, Nikki.”
“You two know each other?” Irresistible asked.
Shaking his head, Lexington walked out of the room, went to the lockers, got dressed, retrieved his car from the valet, and headed home to his wife. What should’ve been a great night had ended up all bad.
Stepping into his living room, Lexington found Donna sitting on the sofa, as usual.
“It’s six o’clock in the morning, Lex! Where the hell have you been?”
Lexington did his usual. He grabbed Donna by the hand, led her to the bedroom, ate her pussy, and fucked the shit out of her. As long as Donna got hers, he could shut her up for a little while.
“Lex.”
“Yes, baby?” he answered, dozing off.
“I think we should go to marriage counseling,” Donna said.
“Okay, Nikki. Whatever you want, baby. Just promise me you won’t tell Herschel.”
Married on Mondays
by HoneyB
Coming in March 2010 from Grand Central Publishing
Meet the women of Cunt County. They rule the entire county with their pussies.
Three sisters married the first time around for money; the second time they each married for happiness. When they had money, they didn’t have happiness. When they had happiness, they didn’t have prestige. Each divorcing their husband (and wife), the third time they married for money, happiness, and prestige and relocated to Cunt County, discovering that saints are sometimes the biggest sinners.
The eldest sister, Victoria Cooper, goes by the name Vanilla Cream. She’s bisexual and specializes in catering to couples’ fantasies.
The middle child, Deja Dawson, a delicious double-D dominatrix aka Cherry Cream, gets off beating her clients’ asses to their satisfaction. She’ll draw blood if they want her to.
Baby girl Foxy Brown works under the name Sugar Cream. Sugar is the lesbian every man wants to convert, but she’s happily married to her wonderful wife. Men pay the price to watch her masturbate or have sex with their wives, but Sugar will only strap on to sex women.
When a woman has enough money, the only thing she can’t put a price on is true love. The three sisters of Cunt County have agreed to save themselves exclusively for their spouses on Mondays. Tuesdays through Sundays, the happily married sisters cash in six figures a month.
Preview an excerpt of Married on Mondays in my upcoming novel, Unconditionally Single.
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