I didn’t have too because just like that we are in the bedroom making hot passionate love. He was inside of my mind, body and soul playing me perfectly until I came hard and crucial as he shot off inside of me back to back.
No words were needed to be said after the dust settled and we pant for breath. I lay in his loving arms and went fast asleep. I woke up knowing that maybe our marriage had a fighting chance.
I was ready for round two. But when I found my husband we were back at square one. He had to go away again on business. My heart was shattered with this bad news. All sort of bad memories flooded my head. I was thinking negatively, he probably was off the see another lady. I shook it off and acted like I was happy for him.
I called Lenora and told her he would be leaving in the morning. I requested that she and the kids come over so that we could wish him well on his endeavors. She explained that none of our children were in town. I understood and invited her over anyway. She agreed. It was a day that I will never forget. A fucked up day that all my efforts were in vain and my best friend becomes a silent enemy. I helped my husband pack his thing like I always would. Lenora arrived soon thereafter.
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I notice that we were out of sage and bell pepper for the chicken dressing. I excused myself from our political conversation and headed to Kroger’s. That was the longest drive, long enough for me to think about life and how fucked up it can be.
I pulled up and went into the store. I figured. Why stop at sage and bell-pepper? I might as well do the one think that I hate and get it over with; grocery shopping. I spent the next hour and thirty minutes filling up my cart.
After a long wait in the line, the bagger put my groceries in the car. I gave him a meaty tip and headed back to my house. On the journey home tears spontaneously ejaculated from my eye’s splatting on the steering wheel. I go into an anxiety attack. My heart is racing so badly. I pull over, pop the glove compartment, grab the brown paper bag and breathe inside of it until I’m calm. I sit here until my nerves are coming back to me.
Chapter 32: Her Confession
Lenora couldn’t wait for Denien to leave the house. She needed to talk to Lee about some things that she had been holding inside. The beat down that she gave Nicole brought back a lot of memories between her and Lee. She watched the car go down the driveway and waited a few extra minutes. She waited for the call that Dee would always give him when she made it to her destination, letting him know that she was safe. A little bit of jealousy sneaked into her heart when he said, “I love you too.”
She sucked it up as her heart hit the pit of her stomach. She got mad love and respect for what they have. But as of lately, she was growing weary at watching the two of them grow beyond anything they ever shared. She was mad at herself because the life the two of them got, he once wanted it them. She was too blind to see. And to keep him close she befriended his entire ex’s. And eventually she would have him back in her arms, bed and daddy would always come back home. It wasn’t like that with his relationship. They shared one night of intimacy while he was dating Denien. Even then, he didn’t stay not even for morning breakfast.
Lee went outside to the patio and proceeds to get the grill started. As the flame started to dwindle and coals turned slightly grey. He asked Lenora to bring the steaks that marinated all night out on the patio. She did as he asked her too.
She glided outside on the patio and handed him the silver platter of T-Bone Steaks. She made it her business to rub his hand like she use to do on olden days. It startled Lee to the point where the tongs hit the cement ground.
“Don’t worry I got it,” She bent over in front of him knowing that he used to love her big round ass.
She picked them up and attempted to place them in his hands. Lee paid her no never mind. He slid each T-bone on the grill and grabbed the corn on the cob.
“You can sit it on the table.”
“Wow” She slammed them on the table.
“Girl what is your problem? Is your period on or something,” He squint his eyes at her with confusion because they were just having a good time.
“How long are you going to stand here and keep pretending?
“Pretending?” He answered a question with a question.
“Pretending like you, don’t love me anymore!”
“Where is all of this coming from Lenora?”
Tears filled Lenora’s eyes. She began to breakdown knowing that she loved Denien with all of her heart. But as a woman she wants her husband back. She walked over to Lee, took the corn away, sat it on the table and went to embrace him. With all due respect he walked away from her.
“I don’t know what is happening right now but I don’t like it.”
“But don’t you remember me.” Grabbing his hand and putting it on her vagina.
“I’m sorry but I don’t.” He responds.
“I think that it’s best that you go back home.” He requested.
“Oh, so you’re kicking me out now. That’s how we doing it!” She acted a plum fool inside of another woman’s home.
“Yes that’s how I’m acting. You’re disrespecting my marriage! Before I disrespect the mother of my children; I’d rather you just leave and let me enjoy my time left here in peace.” He said bringing his tone back down to earth.
“Just tell me that you remember and I’ll leave.” She wipes the tears from her eyes.
“Remember what?”
“Do you remember when we fell in love? We were young and innocent then. We were care free living the good life. I remember it was the first time you told me that you love me.” She said with a delightful gleam.
“Honestly as much as I would like to remember. Lenora I can’t,” looking very serious at her.
“Oh you must remember. We were at the river-walk and you proposed to me on that same day. I was so happy and excited that I asked the jogger to take our picture. I had on a long blue dress and you had on a Black blazer and some denim jeans.
The jogger told us that we make one hell of a couple and blessed our engagement. We shared a passionate kiss and when there was no one around. You took my virginity. We were a wild couple.” She tries to jog his memory.
“Yeah it’s time for you to leave.” His face turned red.
“Fuck it then!”
“Fine, fuck it. You can let yourself out.”
“I’d rather stay and wait for Denien so we can catch up on some girl talk. Tell her about the time we were intimate while you two were involved. Yeah, that’s right.” She threatened.
“When did you and I have sex while we were involved?”
“So you going to act like you don’t remember?”
“I don’t!”
“I love my wife and the only memories I want to have are the vague ones that I can recall and creating new ones. I’m not going anywhere. All this other stuff is not cool so scratch it before I loose respect for you. Again let yourself out the door.
“But Lee,” She yelled.
“Are you still talking? Good-bye Lenora.
She tucked her tail and walked away with embarrassment. The look on her face told it all. Crushed that she was not in his heart like she thought and it was time to move on. She hated to be told no. Lenora sucked it up for now until it was time to strike and spit it out.
Chapter 33: Laughing to Keep From Beating That Ass
I’m sitting here listening to all of this real shit that’s going on in my home. I want to smack the fuck out of her. I just want to dismantle her head and change it over my fire place. But I don’t have time for the chain gang, at least not over no dick.
She had the nerve to put his hand on her stank ass pussy. In my home this bitch is real bold. What kind of woman takes it upon herself to create a problem like she just did? A woman who is still in love with her husband, that’s what kind of woman.
If it had not been for Lee putting her in check; I would have lost my cool. Now, I got to love this bitch the long way. Hell I don’t even kno
w what to say to this walking billboard of jealousy. The disloyalty of it all is what’s fucking me up.
She put on quite a show, really had me going on this big family type of façade. She could have fooled me. After all that I’ve done to condition myself for her presence being in our lives like that; and look at the thanks I get. I feel so used and all I want to do is cuss his ass out for allowing this to go on.
At least I know that my premonition of them being intimate was not off by a long shot. I’m not going to even be mad at it about the intimacy part because while we were going through, I did my dirt too. I will not be a hypocrite. The way I’m felling, if she was on fire I wouldn’t even piss on her to put her out. The audacity to befriend me just so you could be close to my husband is so beyond me. But that’s bitches for you.
I play it cool as she walks into the house looking like she saw a ghost.
“What’s wrong, you leaving,” I pretended to care even though a part of me is laughing in her fucking face inwardly.
“Girl you scared me,” grabbing her purse, “Something came up.” She stuttered a clear indication that she was telling a bold faced lie, to my face.
“I bet it did.” I shake my head at this clown.
“I’ll call you later!”
“Don’t worry about it, I’m good.” She can kiss my ass at this point.
She left my house. I went on the patio with my husband. I want to talk about this shit so bad and yet want to enjoy our time. Shit, why address the truth when you already know what time it is? I know where I stand with my husband. And there is not a damn thing anyone can do about it. Not even Lenora. One thing for sure and two things for certain, I dint come this far to be stripped of everything that I love.
Since she chose to jump out of her lane, it’s my duty to put her back on the right side of the road and park that bitch. I’m not using any signals, blindsiding her with the truth, and she won’t see it coming. I got to nib this shit in the bud, my way and on my terms.
You got to do it every now and again to these common law hoe’s out here these days. I love Jesus but he got to go on the shelf. I’m not to be fucked with. She has taken my kindness for weakness bringing out the bitch in me. The bitch in me that is in rest in peace mode; this beast has risen. If Lenora got any sense she better watch out.
For now, I’m about to fuck “MY HUSBAND.” Then I’m going to suck all over “MY HUSBANDS DICK.” Let “MY HUSBAND” fuck me in the ass. Let my husband eat on this sweet pussy of mine. I’ll be seductively bonding, with MY Husband until he leaves again.
To Be Continued…….
Excerpt: “Religious Love” Spin Off titled “It Ain’t Home Wrecking If I Had Him First”
As time moves on my husband and I are doing just fine. His memory is coming back to him more fluently. The businessman, lover and confidant is come back full force. The person that I fell head over heels in love with is making it his business to get my heart and trust back. Things will never be the same but we are making progress.
I have been spending a lot of time with Olivia, my best friend since Lenora gave me her fifty shades of shade. I keep her as far away from me as possible. Not because I’m bitter or anything of such, but I want to continue to be a woman of character regardless of our circumstances.
The truth of the matter is that I love her children as though they were mine. She was the woman that helped me get my oldest back on track. Yes, it takes an Indian to raise a village but due to her disrespect there is a cowgirl in the camp. My mouth is loaded, cocked and ready to shoot. When I get in the right frame of mind trust and believe, I’m going to address the issue at hand. Until then I’m focused on reconstructing my marriage.
I know that she has to know by now that something is wrong. It’s not like us to go a day without talking and here we are at day 90 with minimum talk to barely any at all. A woman’s intuition or maybe her guilt is keeping her from really engaging with me.
I bet she wonders if my husband spilled the beans on their conversing or not. The truth of the matter is that he never did tell me. That’s okay for the most part because that situation was invalid and the both of them were non-motherfucking factors at the time. Let’s face it rather it is on the terms of taking a break or needing your space; in my eye’s it’s a damn break up. It’s a bittersweet freedom, to do whatever you want; until you figure the shit out.
I did my dirt too. When Lee left me for a spell I ended up letting my cuddle partner give me some head. After numerous attempts to communicate with him, I don’t kiss ass so I got mine kissed. It wasn’t to get back at Lee. At that time, with his neglecting my trying to fix the situation, I wanted to be touched. I needed the comfort of a man and Slackston was who I turned too.
He needed the comfort of a woman. We shared the same issues, a broken heart. The beauty of it is that eventually we were led back to the people that our hearts panted for. That moment was never forgotten as it sufficed our temporary fix. We parted ways and moved forward in our marriages.
Chapter 1: The Cookout
To pass time, I would go hang out with my mother. It made things easy keeping me busy and my mind off of Lee. There was so much wisdom that my mother gave me during this era that it really made me appreciate Lee and my marriage. I vowed to do everything in my power to keep this thing a float. You know how we women can be. When things don’t tend to go our way, it’s easy for us to self-sabotage. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m guilty of this very thing.
Today I help prepare for her and Sunny’s 25th anniversary shindig. I’ll be glad when this shit is over Lord knows this woman has been driving me crazy for the past two weeks. I look up to ole Sunny with his evil ass. I always thought that it was impossible for vinegar and oil to mix, evidently I was so wrong.
Our friends and family begin to arrive at my mother’s house. The backyard looked like a smorgasbord, party house, reception and fairground all in one wop. The festivities are going as planned until Lenora arrived. I couldn’t help but get tickled that the record scratched as she entered the backyard. The DJ read my mind well, because I’m like what the fuck is she doing here as I sip this strawberry daquri and pull my straw hat over my face. I guess if I would have told Pearl the business, she wouldn’t be here in the first place. So it would be safe to say that this uncomfortable position that I’m facing is my fault.
The only one who knew about my personal life and that situation was Olivia. And my loud my friend is also in the perimeter. My only request to Olivia was that she didn’t disrupt my mother’s big day. And of course she promised to behave today. But I know my friend. The best thing for Lenora to do is to act like folks up in this piece.
It eludes me that she can’t even make eye’s contact with me. I can see the nervousness spewing from her essence as a woman. I use to have the utmost respect for this woman to the point most folks would call me stupid. The truth is I was just being a real damn woman to my husband’s past life. We both had baggage but mine disposed of them long before my children were registered in the fucking daycare. His came with a lifeline of history, I respected that and was not going to get in the way. I knew my lane and drove that bitch well.
“Olivia, bring me a corn on the cob while you over there flirting with my cousin.”
“Aint nobody flirting with Josiah’s fine ass.” She smacked my first cousin on the ass and walked over to the wicker chair and sat next to me.
“Um,” looking over at her hand, that didn’t have my damn corn on the cob in it.
“Um go and get your own corn on the cob bitch!” She looked at me with the side eye.
I already knew by the way her lips twisted. She wanted to know the same question as I did. What in the fuck was Lenora doing over here? I went on ahead and braced myself.
“Now, while you’re worried about some corn. Spill the tea and tell me, what is that bitch doing over here? Hmm, tell me that because it couldn’t be me! Honestly, I want to go and shut this shit down. For real, I just want to pull h
er by her mother-fucking ear, drag that bitch to her car and wave that ass goodbye!” Shaking her head from side to side and guzzling the rest of her drink down.
“Your guess is as good as mine!”
“Okay then, you wants some corn on the cob. I got you some corn on the cob with extra fucking butter,” patting her purse.
“You promised Liv!” I pulled my shades down.
“I did and I’m going to behave, today! Now tomorrow is not promised.” She huffed and took a breather.
Olivia got up and walked over to the grill where there was corn in the cob which sat right next to where Lenora was standing fixing a hefty plate.
I sat back looking at my friend boldly make her presence known. It was only proper that Liv was down for the cause. And though she didn’t act a fool her behavior was one that was full of beef. I can only imagine what’s about to go down. I should have known better than to vent to this belligerent friend of mine. Let me brace myself just in case I have to act a fucking fool with Liv. Because if she buck, I’m bucking even harder and it’ll be called a yard bird beat down in this bitch.
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She stomps the back yard walking in a dangerous way and bump into Lenora so hard that it knocked her plate out of her hand and on her white jumpsuit. She turned around and with an attitude and looked at Olivia. Olivia gave off some heat with her stare. It was the look she’d give whenever it was about to go down. The bitch what look made Lenora respond different then what she wanted too.
“Excuse me,” Liv pulled out my corn on the cob that I really don’t want right now.
“You’re excused,” Lenora picked up her doggy bag off of the ground and tossed it in the trash.
“Olivia right”
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