Married to A Boss

by Lucinda John

  “Lala, this is our home now, end of discussion.”

  “This that shit I don’t like.” I got up and stormed into the bathroom.

  After washing myself off, I felt Stacks presence. He bent me over and place one of my legs on the counter. Squatting in front of me, he started sucking on my pussy.

  “Mmm,” I purred, squeezing my nipples and throwing my head back.

  When he was done sucking me dry, he replaced his mouth with his dick and we went for rounds five, six, seven, and eight. By the time Stacks was done fucking me, I was asleep with all thoughts of us moving back to Miami erased from my thoughts.

  Chapter 13

  Honey

  I’ve been divorced for three months now and I’ve been very happy. Cole has been by my side every step of the way and he’s been nothing but an excellent friend. He asked me to fly with him to Flint to meet his father, and I was ok with it. This would be the first time I’ve met any of his family members because, per my request, we were keeping our friendship on the low.

  Rob and I were at a place where we were able to be cordial. Trisha made it her business to flaunt her pregnancy in my face, but what she failed to realize was I didn’t give a fuck. All she did was confirm I made the right decision by divorcing Rob’s dog ass.

  “When will you be back?” Rob asked as I placed Rob Jr.’s car seat in the back seat of his car.

  “My mother will pick him up Sunday night,” I said handing him the baby bag.

  “You’re looking good,” he licked his lips.

  “I know,” I replied, throwing my Gucci shades on my face and driving off.

  I was supposed to meet Cole at the airport for our flight in twenty minutes, and I was hoping that I didn’t run into traffic. With five minutes left to spare, I was pulling into the airport and running to get my bags checked. When I finally boarded the plane, Cole was in his seat sipping on some Remy with his headphones in his ears.

  “If you would have rode with me you wouldn’t have been late,” he said as I took a seat next to him.

  “I had to drop my son off to his father.”

  “And?”

  “I’m not ready for you to meet him yet.”

  “Mmm,” was all he said before placing the headphones back in his ears and turning the volume of his iPad up to the max.

  When we landed, he was still ignoring me. I knew Cole wanted to be more than friends and I did too, but I wanted to take things slow. My problem with men is that I rushed into a relationship too quickly, so I was trying to tone that down. If I wanted things between Cole and I to last, we had to learn each other as friends first.

  * * *

  “I need to slide to this spot and holla at my boys real quick before I head to my pop’s crib. Is that ok with you?” he finally spoke to me.

  “I’m just your passenger,” I replied opening the door to the Ferrari 458 and climbing in the passenger seat.

  “Nah, I want your sexy ass to push the whip.” He licked his lips.

  I was so lost in those sexy grey eyes. I was definitely feeling something for Cole. Being around him, I was comfortable. I could talk to him about anything without him looking at me differently. I came clean with him about my whole past, and he still stood by my side.

  “You gon’ drive or daydream,” he said tossing me the keys.

  Running my hand on the smooth cherry red paint that dressed the car, I took a seat in the driver’s seat and fired up the engine. The leather interior felt so good against my skin, as I sat back and sped to our destination.

  We arrived to a cookout that was in a park. A group of guys walked up to Cole and started dapping him up as I stood back in the corner.

  “This my girl Honey,” he said wrapping his hands tightly around my waist.

  I tried to keep myself from blushing as his homies greeted me and welcomed me. A few girls were in the corner giving me the evil stare. Winking my eye, I continued to soak up all the attention I was getting. Cole’s homeboy talked him into a game of dice so I sat back and watched him take everybody’s money.

  “Baby, can you grab me something to drink?” he asked licking his lips at me.

  Why did he do that shit? I thought, feeling my panties get wet.

  Walking over to the cooler, I grabbed two orange Crush sodas and was about to walk back over to Cole, but I was stopped.

  “You fucking Cole?” a skinny chick that needed a burger or two, asked.

  “That is your concern because?”

  “I’m sick of you white bitches always coming for our men,” she spat.

  “Our men?” I laughed. “Bitch please.”

  “Yes, our men. Y’all white hoes always tryna act black and shit, wearing weave, doing the fucking most,” she ranted.

  “Color blind bitch, do I look fully white to your ignorant ass? That’s what I thought. Half of me is black and that half will come out and beat your ass. Next time you want to step to me, come correct, skinny ass, lookin’ all malnourished and shit. It ain’t my fault that my half-white ass got more body than you fully black ass.” I rolled my eyes before walking away.

  I ain’t even trip that I gave that hoe my back, she knew better than to jump stupid. I would of broke her skinny ass in half. I handed Cole his soda and stood next to him with a smirk on my face until he finished his game. After he said his goodbyes, we took a few plates to go and headed to his father’s house.

  “Why are you looking so nervous?” he asked.

  “This is my first time meeting your peoples.”

  “That’s your fault,” he smirked. “My pops cool people. I ain’t met his wife yet but she seems cool.”

  We parked in front of a beautiful two-story brick house. The lawn was beautifully trimmed, with flowers neatly planted along side of the walkway.

  “Pops doing the damn thing,” Cole said as we walked up to the door.

  “This not your old house?” I asked.

  “No, pops moved since he got married.”

  “Oh,” I shrugged as he knocked on the door.

  I almost choked on my spit when I saw who answered the door. If it wasn’t for her baby bump, I would have jumped on her ass. The part that pissed me off was that she stood there with a smirk on her face, as if me standing on her porch didn’t faze here.

  “What’s good boy?” Cole’s father came to the door and greeted us.

  “What’s good pops?”

  “Nothing, who is this?” he asked looking me up and down licking his lips.

  I could definitely see where Cole got his looks from. They shared the same skin complexion and grey eyes. Cole’s father was the older version of him, although he didn’t look a day over thirty.

  “This my girl Honey,” Cole smiled.

  “Hmm, so this is the girl that got you ready to settle down,” he smiled. “Nice to meet you, Honey. Whatever you’re doing to my son, keep doing it,” he laughed.

  Chasity cleared her throat causing me to cut my eyes at her. Cole’s father didn’t catch on, but Cole didn’t miss it at all.

  “This is Chasity, my wife,” his father introduced her.

  “Pops, you ain’t tell me she was expecting,” Cole said hugging Chasity.

  “Yeah, this was a surprise, to me too,” he joked.

  “Come on in, I made dinner,” Chasity finally spoke.

  “Go on in, I need to have a word with Cole,” his father said.

  I wanted to interject, but I didn’t want to be rude. I walked inside of the beautifully decorated home and took a seat on the sofa. I pulled out my phone and started surfing the net.

  “Hey Honey.” Chasity took a seat next to me.

  “Save the theatrics.”

  “You would think I would get some love for saving you and your man’s life. Whatever happened between you and Rob anyways? Y’all can’t still be together if you’re here with my stepson,” she smirked rubbing her stomach.

  Chasity was such an evil person
that regardless if she saved my life or not, I still didn’t trust her. She’s nothing but a cokehead, compulsive liar, and if Cole’s father wasn’t careful, he would fall right into her web of lies and deceit.

  “Honey, let’s go,” Cole stormed out of the house.

  I ain’t even put up a fight. I grabbed my bag and walked out. The drive back to the airport I noticed Cole was sporting a mug on his face.

  “You good?” I asked.

  “I’m straight.”

  I didn’t want to impose so I left it at that. When he was ready to talk about it, I would be all ears.

  Chapter 14

  Cole

  I know Honey was wondering why once we landed, I left without a proper goodbye, but I was pissed. I was going to make up being rude to her later, but first I had to calm down. I loved my father and all, but his coming at me sideways about crossing my brother, was some shit I wasn’t down for.

  I wanted to tell my father about it, but I didn’t want to risk him going after my pops. Ralph had this hatred for my father that ran so deep, that he was itching for a reason to kill him. Although my pops was foul for coming at me the way he did, he was still my pops. I just needed a few minutes to myself to chill and think things out.

  I was lying across my bed smoking a blunt, when a text came through my phone.

  Honey: I miss you already. I hope you’re ok.

  Reading her text did something to me. Just like that, she turned my day around. I was tired of sitting in the friend zone with her. Something had to give.

  Me: I’m sorry for leaving like that, let me make it up to you.

  Honey: Come over and watch some chick flicks with me and I’ll forgive you.

  Me: Let me handle something real quick and I’ll be there.

  Honey: Ok

  Smiling from ear to ear, I hopped up from my bed and jumped in the shower. Grabbing the Irish Spring body wash, I lathered my rag and began cleaning every part of my body. I probably wasn’t going to get any pussy, but I still wanted to be fresh.

  After brushing my teeth and gargling with mouthwash, I decided to change my tongue ring from the diamond I usually wore, to the pearl stud I used to eat pussy with. I wanted to be prepared just in case I was going to be between her legs putting in work. Spraying my body down with some Axe Harmony, I fished through my closet in search of something to wear.

  Throwing on a fresh out the pack, white wife beater, some blue joggers, and blue and white Jordans, I picked the sides of my hair, and put a diamond in each earlobe. Licking my lips, I admired my sexy until I was interrupted.

  “Somebody’s son is fine,” my mother said bursting in my room.

  “I know right.” I smiled, licking my lips again.

  “I swear you’re your father’s child,” she said instantly annoying me.

  “I bet,” I replied, grabbing my wallet and stuffing it in my back pocket.

  “Off to see your little thot?”

  “Ma, she ain’t a thot. Watch how you talk about your future daughter-in-law,” I scolded her.

  “Well she can’t be much of my daughter-in-law if I ain’t meet her yet.”

  “You will, just chill. Love you ma, but stay out my business,” I said, kissing her on the cheeks and walking out of the house.

  Before heading to Honey’s house I had to collect money, count it, and stash it in the safe. Once a month, Ralph made his rounds and collected the money out of the safe. Although we all worked together, Stacks felt it was best that only Ralph and I knew the location of the safe. That is why I was the one who was in charge of the money. My count was always A1 and I never came up short.

  “What’s good Tooley?” I greeted one of the block boys.

  “Coolin’ boss. Hold on, I got that thang for you,” he said walking to the back.

  He came back with three duffle bags and handed them to me.

  “Good looking out,” I said grabbing the bags.

  “I need to re-up tho’ boss man.”

  “Rob ain’t been by to take care of y’all?”

  “Nah, nigga phone going to voicemail,” Tooley replied.

  I was in charge of the money and Rob was in charge of the re-ups, that’s how we ran everything on our end. I know this nigga was going through some shit with his ole lady, but business is business. His ass wanted to be in his feelings and shit, is causing us to lose money.

  “I’mma be back on your side and handle that,” I said hopping in my ride.

  This shit only pissed me off more because this was more time I had to waste going all the way to the warehouse that was on the other side of town, only to come back this way. I shouldn’t have to clean up behind a grown man. I also didn’t want my brother losing out on money, so I decided to take one for the team.

  * * *

  I was done making the drop and heading towards Honey’s house, when I swore I saw Rob roll past me wit’ a bitch in his car. Not paying it any mind, I pulled up to the address and parked my car. Throwing a piece of gum in my mouth to disguise the smell of weed that was on my breath, I texted Honey I was outside and made my way to the door.

  “You’re late,” Honey said opening the door wearing some sweats and a sports bra.

  “I bought you some ice cream,” I said handing her a box of Publix brand Neapolitan ice cream. Honey always carried on about how that was her favorite ice cream, so I decided to pick her up a box since I was running late.

  “In that case, come on in,” she smiled, taking the ice cream from my hand.

  Her house was beautifully decorated. It wasn’t as big as my house, but it was nice and comfortable for her and her jit. Honey led me to the kitchen where we sat at the bar and ate ice cream out of the container.

  “So you gon’ tell me what’s up between you and my dad’s wife?” I asked.

  “Well, that girl I was telling you about who saved us, well it was her,” I rolled my eyes.

  “If she saved your life, why you mad at her?” I quizzed.

  “Because the shit she put my sister through was crazy. She used to date Chad so she did everything in her power to break Cinnamon and Chad apart. That hoe is a snake.”

  “Damn.”

  “Why did you storm out of your father’s house?” she asked, catching me off guard.

  “He was spitting some fly shit about us taking my brother out and taking over.”

  “Damn that’s fucked up.”

  “For real man, the beef between my brother and pops it’s starting to affect me. I love them both, but I feel like sooner or later I’m going to have to choose between the two.”

  “Hopefully it doesn’t come down to that.”

  “I’m feeling you, for real ma,” I said invading her personal space.

  “You are?” she said licking the back of the spoon.

  “Why you playing with me?” I whispered before placing soft kisses on her neck.

  “Mmm,” she moaned, causing me to bite her neck and suck deeper on it.

  I slipped my hand in the band of her sweats and traveled down to her pussy. Using my hand as my eyes, I ran my hand across the top of her pussy and it was smooth and bare, just the way I liked it. Using my fingers, I spread her lips and dipped my fingers in her wetness, before using it to rub on her clit. With my teeth, I tore through her shirt and grabbed one of her nipples in my mouth. Running my tongue ring across her nipples, I began to simultaneously suck on it while rubbing her clit.

  “Goooooooood GAWD!!” she called out when I slipped two fingers in her and started finger fucking her.

  Her pussy started contracting tightly around my fingers, letting me know she was near climaxing. Pushing down hard on her love button, her body began to shake as she came.

  “You know what would be sexy?” I said licking her juices off my fingers.

  “What?” she panted.

  “If you got your nipples pierced,” I smiled.

  “Why would I do that?” she asked, frowning up
her face.

  “You got some pretty titties. I swear that shit would look sexy on you.”

  “I’ll think about it.”

  “It’s a turn on.” I lifted her up and sat her on the counter.

  “What are you doing to me?” she asked looking me in the eyes.

  The look that she gave me pleaded with me not to hurt. All I wanted to do was love Honey the way her bitch ass husband couldn’t. I’ve done experienced all types of bitches and been with my share of hoes. All I wanted now was to settle down with one woman, give her my last name, and potentially a few babies.

  “I’m trying to love you, give me a chance,” I said pulling her sweats off.

  Laying her back on the counter, I inhaled her sweet smelling pussy before reaching in the cabinets and fetching a bottle of honey. Flipping the cap, I poured the honey all over her pussy before licking it all off. I spread her lips and poured more honey on her clutch, then sucked it off as if I was a leech. I had my head buried deep in her pussy making a sweet mess.

  Pouring some honey on the tip on my tongue ring, I circled it on her clit causing her to grab ahold of my head. Making my tongue shake like a vibrator, I placed it firmly on her clit and listened to her cries for me to stop. Stuffing my tongue in her hole, I fucked her using my pearl to play with her pearl. Opening my mouth as wide as it would go, I munched down on her pussy, sucking up her wetness that was mixed in with the honey.

  “Ohhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuucccck.” She came the same time her doorbell rang.

  Licking her dry, I helped her up and watched as she attempted to pull her sweats over her ass. I mentally gave myself a pat on the back because I knew my head game was the truth. This tongue ring served a purpose and I used it well. Fixing her shirt, I made sure she looked presentable to answer the door for the visitor that was now banging on the door.

  “This how the fuck we do it now!” I heard a guy’s voice yell. “Where the fuck this nigga at?” The voice sounded so familiar but I couldn’t put a name to it.

  “Rob, get the fuck out of my house. I am grown and no longer your wife.”

  Rob? Honey was the chick Rob was married to? If I would have paid attention to him when he was complaining about his girl, then I probably would have been able to put two and two together. Was this the reason she didn’t want me around her family or to come around my family? I asked myself. The sound of someone being smacked, followed by Honey’s cries, brought me back to reality.