"Eight years and since he's been out he won't leave me alone. I just don't know what to do."
"Well you safe in here but he said he was going to wait outside and from the look on his face, he was serious."
"I am so sorry. I didn't mean to get you in the middle of my drama. I just wanted to have a nice evening," she said after apologizing again before putting her head down and I couldn't help but to wrap my arms around her as a tear dropped down her pretty cheek.
Dominique
Something woke me up out of a deep sleep. I immediately realized that I was in in bed alone. I sat up in bed listening and I could hear two people arguing before finally hearing the front door of the house slam. I was a little disappointed that she was leaving because my pussy wanted some more attention.
"Rashaad… Rashaad," I screamed out.
"Yeah, give me a second."
A couple of minutes later the bedroom door opened and it was Rashaad and that sexy caramel girl he brought home to mama. She was fully dressed and I was totally confused because I thought I heard the front door close.
"I thought I heard the front door closing and what are you doin’ with that?"
Obviously I had missed something while I was sleep because Rashad had his daddy shotgun in his hand and the eye candy standing next to him had the look of concern on her face. She was looking like something had scared the living shit out of her.
"You did, it was her boyfriend looking for her."
"Boyfriend?!"
I pulled the sheet over my nude body and crossed my legs like an Indian sitting around a campfire waiting to hear the rest of the story.
"I told you he wasn't my boyfriend."
"Oh yeah, her baby daddy and he just got out of jail. For a moment I thought I was going to have to go back to who I used to be."
"Oh my God, Are you serious? How did he know she was here? How did he know where you live?"
I couldn't help but ask a barrage of questions as I thought about how long I must've been sleep. Before Rashad could say anything Viesha stated nervously," Can we not talk about him and just pick up where we left off at?"
Her comment was music to my ears except the thought of a crazy man waiting outside made me sick to my stomach. It reminded me of this fool that used to stalk me when I was in high school. It was the worst six months of my life and it wasn't until he beat my ass half to death and went to jail that he actually stopped.
"Well you definitely don't want to leave the house now," I suggested as Rashaad disappeared into the walk in closet.
"Don't worry, we will deal with that crazy ass dude in the morning. I got some act right for that fool," Rashaad screamed from the closet as he put the shotgun away.
Viesha
"Do you have something to drink?" I asked Rashaad as he was coming out of the closet with nothing but his robe on.
"Sure, how about you babe? You thirsty?"
"Of course… I could use a glass of red wine." Dominique responded all sophisticated in stuff.
Rashaad disappeared out of the room as I stood in the middle of the floor playing with my fingers and feeling ashamed at what had just taken place. They didn't know Antwon like I did. If he said he was going to wait outside, he meant it. If Antwon knew that I was in here for sure he would have tried to come in no matter what Rashaad had in his hand. And Lord only knows how he would react if he seen me leaving after Rashaad said that he did not know me.
He would probably kill me first and then tortured poor Rashaad for lying is what I was thinking as Dominique stared at me. She had a look on her face as if she had been through this before. It was a very inept moment until Rashaad returned with a bottle of wine and a couple of nice-looking crystal glasses.
"Are you okay?" Rashaad asked as he passed me a glass filled with wine.
"Yes, thank you this is just what I needed to get back into the mood."
I was taking large sips of the wine when Rashaad maneuvered behind me and begin to unzip my dress. Dominique's look of concern change to an uncomfortable look of lust as my dress had the floor. Rashaad began to kiss on the back of my neck forcing my eyes to close and I had to tilt back as the feeling of his hard Dick pressed against my ass.
I was about to drop the glass until I felt Dominique taking it out of my hand.
"Oooo shiiit…" I moaned softly before rolling the tip of my tongue across my top lip.
I was subconsciously biting down gently on my bottom lip as I allowed a man I just met to arouse me in front of another woman. I could care less as all I wanted was to just feel good for the moment and Rashaad was not letting me down.
"Oh yesss… Don't stop," I requested as Rashaad moved his lips from the back of my neck to my left shoulder and my most sensitive spot above my breast. My pussy was beginning to throb when I felt some soft lips kissing my stomach. The feeling of the tip of Dominique's tongue slowly moving toward my bikini line made my pussy moist.
"Aaaah…aaaah… Yes, right there," I whispered once Dominique introduced the tip of her tongue to my waiting clit.
My legs began to weaken when Rashaad put his wet lips on my ear and begin giving me gentle kisses. I reached back behind me and grabbed a handful of his hard pipe with my left hand and grabbed the back of Dominique's head with my right hand. The combination of Rashaad kissing around my neck, ear and shoulder while his hands played with my soft breast like a kid in an amusement park sent chills through my body. But it was the gentle kisses from Dominique's soft wet lips on my special spot that pushed me to my alternate moment of ecstasy. I screamed out loud as a numb feeling came over my body.
It was just what I needed to forget all about Antwon and we did not stop until the sun came up.
Antwon
The sun coming through the windshield had woken me up. It was 7:30 in the morning when I looked at the clock on my dashboard. I must have dozed off while sitting in the car in front of the house that I knew Viesha was in. Although I didn't see her in the Jaguar everything in my gut was screaming that she was in there.
I called her house and her sister told me that she wasn't home. After talking to my baby girl for a few minutes I felt totally confident that her whore ass mother was definitely in this house. I told this bitch about hanging out all night and leaving my daughter with just anybody.
You I had to take a piss but I didn't want to the leave from in front of the house. Although I could not see it from the street there was no way a car was getting in or out without me noticing. It was such a nice neighborhood but I had to go like a muthafucka so I jumped out the car looking around for a good spot.
No one was around when I found a nice spot behind a tree on the curb. I quickly positioned myself where no one could see me. I had my left hand on the tree and my right-hand on my early morning erection.
"Aaah shit," I mumbled as a sense of relief came over my body.
While I was watering the tree I noticed a black and white checked taxi cab coming up the street. I watched it slow down and pull into the driveway of the house I had been watching all morning. I was sure the driver didn't see me behind the tree the way I was positioned. I was still pissing like there was no tomorrow. I finally finished and after shaking out the last drop, I hurried up and got back into my car.
I pulled up just a little so that I could see in front of the house and spotted a female getting into the back of the taxi. I got this bitch! Is what I thought as I waited for the taxi to pull away from the house.
Before it reached the entrance of the driveway I pulled directly in front of it and quickly placed it in park. The driver slammed on his brakes to keep from hitting my car but I was already getting out. I was stepping around the front of the car with nothing but bad intentions on my mind.
"Get the fuck out of the car," I screamed.
The driver had to look of fear on his face as I approached the taxi angrier than a mother fucka.
"BITCH! Get the fuck out of the fuckin' car!" I screamed once again as I grabbed the handle to the back pa
ssenger side door of the taxi.
I quickly snatched the door open and was surprised to see that it wasn't Viesha. It was a woman that I had never seen before but she favored my baby mom.
"Excuse me… Who the fuck are you?!"
"What the… you're not Viesha!"
"Hey driver, call the police… And close my mother fucking duo," I demanded ass this ass hole stood in the duo looking confused.
"Whoa whoa whoa… No need for that. I thought you were somebody else. Is there a girl named Viesha in the house?"
"Do I look like a bitch that would share my man with another bitch you fuckin’ clown? Driver please call the police because this nigga is tripping…" The lady in the back of the taxi screamed.
"My bad, I must have made a mistake. No need for the police."
"Got damn right you did! Now close the got damn door nigga!"
I quickly closed the door back and moved swiftly back to my car and got the hell out of there. I still had five years on paper and didn't need any contact with the police. There was no telling where this bitch was as the reality of my actions made me take my ass home.
Chapter 3
Viesha
I was just getting out of the shower with nothing but a towel wrapped around when I heard my cell phone ringing.
"Hello!"
"Hey bitch, how was your night at Club Onyx?" Screamed my girl Tiphani.
"Bitch let me tell you about my night. Let's just say my pussy is straight for a couple of weeks." I responded and we both began laughing.
"I'm glad you had fun because you're crazy ass baby daddy came by my house at one in the morning looking for you."
"Yeah girl, wait till I tell you about his crazy ass! But I'm just getting out the shower. Let me call you back in a few minutes."
"Okay bitch but I have been waiting all day. You know I want to hear everything." We both just started laughing before I hung up.
I told Tiphani almost everything and she did the same. I couldn't wait to tell Tiphani, my ride or die bitch every little detail of the night I had. I walked around the room with a smile on my face from the memories of the long night I had. I had never been involved with something like that and to my surprise, I actually liked it. Where is my stuff? I thought as I looked around for my dress and thong.
“Looking for something?” I heard from behind me.
“Yea, I was just looking for my dress.” I answered Rashaad.
“You don't need it,” he said as he handed me the clothes in his arm. “Hopefully you can fit them.”
“Thank you,” I said as I took the items from him. I headed towards the bathroom to finish getting ready when he stopped me.
“When you're done, come downstairs so you can eat.” Rashaad instructed before turning and leaving the room.
Shockingly, the jogging suit that he had for me to put on fit my body just right. I threw my hair in a messy bun and walked out of the room. As I descended the stairs, I was hit with an aroma that made my stomach growl. I didn't realize I was hungry until now and couldn't wait to see what he had prepared.
I was in awe when I reached the kitchen, everything was flawless which shouldn't have come by surprise since every part of the house I had stepped into was perfect. I Looked at the two plates sitting on the marble countertop and was starting to wonder where Dominique had went. For some reason Rashaad didn't strike me as the type of man who did his own cooking.
“Where's Dominique?” I asked.
“Out,” he simply answered with a shrug as he placed a plate in front of me on the island.
Taking the hint that he wasn't interested in talking, I grabbed my fork and dug into my plate. Surprisingly, the food tasted as good as it looks.
Rashaad
I was standing there watching Viesha eat with a look of approval. I mean, she looked last night in all but I had liquor in my system and liquor couldn't make a King Kong looking bitch look good. I had to admit that I picked a good one this time, body was right, face was cute with or without makeup, and she could fuck. I was having thoughts of keeping her around for a while so I wanted to pick her brain a little,
“So, how many kids do you have?” I asked.
“Just one daughter, her name is Kennedy.” She answered proudly.
I remember her saying her baby daddy had been locked up for eight years so her daughter had to be at least nine if not older. “How old is she?” I asked, voicing my thoughts.
“She just turned nine last month.”
I could tell that she was a proud parent, just at the mention of her daughter her face lit up.
“That's what's up, so what if I told you I didn't want this to be the last time I hear from you?” I asked just to see where her head was at.
You mean you want me to come fuck you and your wife on a regular?” She asked as she shifted in her chair uncontrollably.
“Nah, nothing like that.” Even though that's not a bad idea, I thought. “I mean like just kicking it, like friends.”
“How do you think Dominique would feel about that?” She asked.
I hit her with another shrug, “To tell you the truth, I really don't give a fuck how she would feel. I'm not even worried about her right now so you shouldn't be either. I didn't ask you to be my second wife, all I asked you to do was kick it with a nigga.”
She looked down at her plate as if she had to think about it. I honestly wasn't even worried about her turning my offer down I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was going to say yes. I was just going to play along with her since she was acting like she had to give it a thought.
“I don't see anything wrong with it.” She finally answered.
Just like I knew she would, she accepted. “Cool, hurry up and eat so you can get back to your baby girl. I’m sure she misses her mom, I can drop you off.” I said as I grabbed the plate I didn’t want anymore. I put it in the microwave for later.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” She said frantically as a look of fear flashed in her eyes.
I had to stop and look at her, for a minute. She looked like she was about to shit on herself from that little suggestion. “Okay, so how are you going to get home?”
“I’ll call a cab. That nigga is crazy and I don’t feel like fighting with him because that’s definitely a fight I won’t win.” She said.
“Cool, your call.” I said, leaving the subject alone. For a minute I wanted to ask her if that nigga be beating her ass or something. He must be doing something to put the fear of God in here but that wasn’t my place to ask.
I heard the front door open and knew it wasn’t anyone but Dominique. “Let me know when you’re done.” I told Viesha before leaving the kitchen.
I met Dominique half way and she wore a look that said she as tired. “What happened?” I asked.
“That nigga is a serious nut case. His ass was not playing around when he said he would be waiting outside for her. He damn near ripped the cab door off thinking I was her. I was tempted to put a damn bullet in his head.” She explained as she shook her head.
I know that nigga was a little off when he refused to leave last night after I told him Viesha wasn’t here but I didn’t think he was that crazy. “You good though?”
“Yea, I just want to take a hot shower and get some sleep. We did have a long night.” She said as she headed for the stairs.
As Dominique was going up the stairs, Viesha was walking out the kitchen. “Thanks for the wonderful night and the breakfast but I really need to be heading home. My daughter has already left me three voicemails telling me to bring my ass home.” She chuckled.
“Aight, but you got my number so use it.” I said seriously.
“Okay,” she said as she kissed my cheek and went for the front door. I followed her to the door and stood there watching her as she climbed in the back of the cab. I had a feeling this girl was going to come in and shake some shit up.
Chapter 4
Viesha
It has been a week since
I last seen or heard from Rashaad and even though I’ve been so temped to dial his number and call him up, something was stopping me. I just wouldn’t feel right ‘kicking it’ with a man who was already in a relationship which was kind of crazy seeing how I already slept with both of them but I was going to blame that on the liquor.
“Girl, you’re phone is ringing off the damn hook.” Tiphani said.
“Ain’t nobody but Antwon’s crazy ass. I blocked his number so he decided to call off different numbers.” I sighed.
People never lied when they said be careful who you lay with. I regret that I even gave his nutty ass a second look let alone actually be in a relationship with him. The only good thing that I got out of being with him was my daughter.
“I told you to leave his ass where you found him but you didn’t want to listen.”
“Ugh, please do not remind me.” I shook my head. “It’s a damn shame I can’t even stay in my own damn house without worrying about him kicking my damn door in.”
For some reason, Antwon just didn’t understand what the word ‘no’ meant. It seemed like the more I told his ass to leave me alone, the harder he went to thinking we were together. He came over to the house at three o’clock in the morning banging on my door and kicking it. He wouldn’t leave until I told him I was calling the police.
Not only was I worried for my safety but I worried about Kennedy’s safety also. Thank God it was the summer so she was out of school, I didn’t have to worry about him taking her out of school without me knowing.
“Well,” Tiphani started. “Instead being cooped up in my house, you know where you should be?” she asked with a big smile.
“Forget it Tiph it’s not going to happen. Especially no while I have my daughter with me.” I shook my head. Ever since I told her about my night with Rashaad, he’s all she’s been talking about.
“I’m saying tho Viesha, you don’t have to fuck him…or them while Kennedy is with you. I know you wouldn’t do that. It’s just until you can get Antwon off your back.” Tiphani said.
“No Tiph, I’m not about to get that man and his woman caught up in my shenanigans. You know Antwon will kill all of our asses without giving it a damn second thought.” I explained.
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