If I Was Your Woman: A BBW Camden Love Story

by Mz. Toni

  Me: Hey Cam it’s me I got the abortion

  Bestie: Omg I can't believe you went through it alone are you ok?

  Me: You got your own problems but I'm ok I guess

  Bestie: I'm omw!

  After texting Camille, I took my meds and laid in bed, my stomach was cramping really bad. I swear I felt like something was wrong so when Camille got here I was definitely going to the hospital. When Camille got here she rushed me to the emergency room, I guess this was my punishment for the sin I'd just committed. I was sitting waiting to be seen in my paper gown when I heard a familiar voice. Pulling out my phone, I hit record.

  "What the fuck you mean you can't help me anymore!"

  "I can't keep giving you these ultrasound pictures I could lose my job."

  "You could also lose your wife if I tell her you been fucking me."

  "I will tell her myself before I left you keep blackmailing me. Why not just tell the man you can't have kids, if he loves you he should accept it," the doctor whispered angrily.

  "Look Doctor Phil I didn't ask you for your advice I asked you for the fucking pictures! It’s bad enough he wants to come to doctor’s appointments and shit if I stop showing him these pictures he's gonna get suspicious."

  "Alright Keisha but this is the last time I can do this."

  "Thanks baby."

  Wow that fucking slimy bitch, I couldn't do shit but shake my head. I knew Cammy told me she couldn't get pregnant but I didn't think she would go to these lengths. I swear when I catch up to her hoe ass imma mop the floor with her but right now, she was the least of my worries. I had to make sure I was good ain't like I could tell Kasan even if I wanted to since he ain't even answering my phone calls. Shortly after I was seen by the doctor who said the cramping and bleeding was normal. When I got to the car, I let Camille hear the recording, she was livid but she agreed that we would mind our business until the time was right.

  "I'm glad you're good."

  "Yeah me too, I'm fucked up mentally though," I said sadly.

  "I know but it will get better," she replied rubbing my back.

  "How are things with you and Mark?"

  "Girl I been ignoring his ass, I still let him take me to appointments and shit but other than that I don't want no parts as of right now. I mean he explained what actually happened but I'm gonna make him sweat for a while," she said laughing.

  "I still can't believe Angel’s ass would rape that man for a baby, she ain't shit, I'm embarrassed that we even share the same blood. I told Shana about what she did and she said she ain't heard from her and my niece been at her house for two days now with no word from Angel," I said shaking my head.

  "Damn and what about Kasan, he still ignoring your calls? I haven't even seen him."

  "Yup I called him one more time before the abortion and he didn't answer.”

  "Oh well fuck him bestie!" she said pissed. We drove back to my house and had a well needed girl’s night. In two months she would have a new baby, I was excited and a little sad because I had just aborted my baby.

  Chapter 23

  (Mark)

  Damn this shit is so fucked up. I never meant to hurt Cammy. I wanted to stay and explain to her what actually happened but I knew she was already stressed and I didn't need her stressing my baby out. She wanted me out so I left, it fucked my head up when I saw her and Shante in the mall, I didn't even want to get Angel but she had been blowing my phone up for weeks. Finally, she said if I didn't come scoop her she would text Shante and tell her that she's having my baby. I didn't even know whether or not it was mine. I only slept with that girl once a few months ago, yeah I know one time is enough but I know I strapped up. She slipped me her number that first night and I ripped that shit up. A few weeks later me and my boys went over Philly to the strip club that me and Kasan own and she was there dancing. I didn't even know she worked there. We had so many businesses that we hired managers to run the day to day so they handled all the hiring and firing. As soon as she saw me, she was like a dog in heat offering me dances and whispering nasty shit in my ear, I told her over and over I was good. After a while, she seemed to get the hint and asked me if I wanted something to drink. I asked her for a shot of Ciroc and sent her on her way. I don't even remember what happened after that, all I remember is waking up in the boom boom room, a section that was for private dancers. When I woke up, she was riding me and when I realized what was happening I pushed her ass off me, rolled off the condom and left. A few weeks later she was blowing my phone up talking about I knocked her up even though I had a strong feeling that she drugged me. I still didn't feel right telling my girl shit after our history I knew she wouldn't believe that a nigga was raped. I figured I would take Angel to the mall, spend a couple stacks on her and send her ass back wherever she came from until the baby was born and I could get a DNA test. Now it was too late, I was caught out there. When I pulled up to the club, I was headed to my office but was stopped by one of my dancers.

  “What’s up boss man?”

  “Shit did you get the tuition check I sent for your daughter's school?”

  “Yeah I paid it yesterday thank you so much!” she said teary eyed. I found out that she was selling pills on the side to make extra money to pay for her daughter to go to a private school. My first thought was to fire her. We had a strict no drug policy at the club and Kasan didn't play when it came to that shit, but when I called her into the office, she broke down and told me why she was doing it and I had no choice but to understand. I would do anything for my girl and child even if it meant breaking rules. We agreed that if she stopped selling completely that I would make sure her daughter’s tuition was straight. Peaches was cool as hell and she did what she had to do for her child, I could respect that.

  “You good, as long as you follow the rules I have no problem helping you out.”

  “I have to talk to you, are you free right now?” she asked a little nervous.

  “Yeah come on,” I said walking down to my office.

  “Please don't fire me! Months ago, I sold Angel a lot of pills. I didn't know what she needed them for but a few hours later I saw you high as hell leaving the boom boom room, and then Angel came out smiling and told me that if I wanted to keep my job I would keep quiet,” she said without ever taking a breather.

  “Wow I knew that bitch was on some slimy shit!” I yelled banging on my desk. I was fucking pissed this bitch made me lose my family, and for what, a come up? I was gonna kill that bitch.

  “I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, I really needed my job,” she said sincerely.

  “It’s cool Peaches you told me now and that's all that matters, but yo I got some shit to do,” I said dismissing her. To say I was pissed off would be an understatement. I'm not sure what kind of games this bitch is trying to play but she don't know who she fucking with. I left my office in search for Kasan, when I found him, I told him everything Peaches told me.

  "Damn nigga she bamboozled you," he said shaking his head.

  "Yeah I know but I ain't worried about that right now, I'm just worried about getting my wife back you feel me."

  "Yeah Shante sent me a text snapping talking about did I know y'all was fucking."

  "Yeah she was with Cam at the mall when I got caught, but the crazy part is Cam ain't even snap, she said her peace and just walked away. I think I might have really lost her this time," I said taking a shot of henny.

  "Nigga how bout you slow down taking them shots, shit that's how you landed in this fucked up situation in the first place."

  "Naw I only had one shot that night. The bitch drugged me, I passed out and don't even know if I fucked the bitch."

  "These thirsty hoes always looking for a come up and she got ya ass hook line sinker."

  "If I don't get my family back that bitch dead!"

  "Man that's Shante’s sister which makes this a sticky ass situation."

  "Yeah you right but check it can I crash in one of the spare rooms since she kick
ed me out my own shit," I said laughing at how crazy my baby was, she played no fucking games.

  "Yeah just pick one and it’s yours for as long as you need it, you know I got you lil cuz," he said dapping me up. I went in the guest room and tried to call Cam, of course she had a nigga blocked so I just texted her and took my ass to sleep. Hopefully tomorrow she'll be calm enough to hear a nigga out. I been staying at Kasan’s crib for over a month now and I'm fucking stressing. I still go to her doctor's appointments and I still check on her to make sure she good or drop off money but she seriously ain't been having no rap for a nigga. She's eight months, it's clear my baby is being just as stubborn as its mother even from the womb because even though we don't want to know what we're having the baby never cooperates anyway. I think she's really done with me this time but it's fucked up because it's not even my fault and whenever I try and explain what actually went down she either walks away or hangs up the phone. I'm really not trying to stress my baby out but we need to talk and today is the day. I shot her a text letting her know I was stopping by whether she liked it or not. When I got to the house she was laying in the bed sleep, she looked so beautiful. She had a glow to her that just made me fall even more in love with her. I bent over and placed light kisses all over her face until she started to stir.

  "When did you get here?" she asked while moaning.

  "Not too long ago. You looked so beautiful sleep I didn't really want to wake you up," I said while lifting up her dress.

  "What are you doing Mark? I thought you said you wanted to talk."

  "I do babe I miss you."

  "I miss you too Mark, I really do but I'm honestly fed up with the bullshit."

  "I know and I apologize for keeping that shit from you but it wasn't what you thought."

  "How can you say it wasn't want I thought like I'm delusional or some shit," she said while pushing me off her.

  "Is she pregnant Mark?"

  "Yea Cam she is but..."

  "Naw no buts! She's pregnant point blank period which means not only did you sleep with her you slept with her without strapping up!"

  "I'm tired of you cutting me off and shit. I came here to explain and that's what the fuck imma do, you not walking away either you gonna sit here and listen!" I screamed getting pissed and frustrated.

  "Alright Mark you got ten minutes so make them count," she said plopping down on the bed. I explained exactly what happened from beginning to end, I told the truth about everything and when I was done, she looked pissed.

  "I swear when I have this baby imma beat the brakes off that bitch!" Cammy screamed and I knew she was pissed because she was clapping her hands together.

  "Naw chill out imma take care of that, I don't need you stressing my baby out."

  "I just can't believe she would stoop so low. Of all the niggas to trap, why she pick you?"

  "Babe I don't know, I really don't, but I'm sorry this shit happened," I said kissing her. I was surprised when she let me. I moved down and placed light kisses on her neck, I took her dress off and her perfect breast fell right in my hand. They had blown up because of the pregnancy and I was loving that shit. I slowly sucked her left nipple while she rubbed on the back of my head. All that could be heard was her moaning as I French kissed one nipple and played with the other. I started inching lower and lower until I reached my favorite place on earth. I wasted no time devouring her pussy. She pushed my head harder while screaming my name, damn I miss her and my pussy she was so much wetter since being pregnant. I put her on all fours and licked from her ass to her pussy a few times before I rammed my tongue into her wetness. She tried to run so I put a vice grip on her hips.

  "Why you runnin babe this my pussy and I want to taste it!" I said with authority.

  "I'm sorry daddy it feels too good."

  I continued to fuck her with my tongue until she released in my mouth, I refused to waste a drop so I licked her clean before slowly entering her.

  "Harder daddy, go harder," she moaned. Damn I wanted to beat the pussy up but I didn't want to hurt my seed so I ignored her and continued to slowly deep stroke her.

  "I'm about to cum again," she screamed and squirted all over my dick.

  "Yeah that's what I like, now get on top."

  "I don't know if I can babe my stomach."

  "Aight how's ya stomach feeling now?" I said while rubbing my baby.

  "It’s cramping a little but I'm good, I want you to nut."

  "Naw this was about you I'm good," I said kissing her passionately. I laid next to her placing small kisses on her back and rubbing her stomach. Damn I loved this woman with all my heart. Despite what everyone else thought, she was my everything, she kept me sane, she never judged me for hustling and she never asked me for anything. She was independent and strong, I knew she was what I needed and I intended to show her that I've changed.

  "Mark you gotta go!" she said sitting up.

  "What you mean?" I said getting aggravated.

  "I love you and although I now know that you didn't intentionally do this, it still happened and I don't know if I can handle it, I still need time."

  "Time for what Cam!" I said raising my voice.

  "Time to see if this baby is yours, time to see if our love is worth all the shit I've been through with you," she said looking down as tears left her eyes.

  "Fuck you mean if our love is worth it? How you gonna just give up on us!" I was now pissed. I mean damn a nigga was trying to do better.

  "Exactly what I said Mark. I love you with every piece of me, you're the only man I've ever been with, can you say the same about me?" she asked with her hand on her hips.

  "I know I made mistakes in the past and I can't change that shit, but this time it wasn't my fault, she trapped a nigga," I said with pleading eyes.

  "You won't even take responsibility for your part in this bullshit Mark! Why were you even at the strip club while your pregnant girl is at home waiting for you? You put yourself in a fucked up situation and she played you like a guitar, but that's your stupid ass fault," she snapped. Damn she was right. Even though I was tricked, I shouldn't have even been there, shit I gotta get my wife back. I saw her texting on her phone and shortly after she jumped up and started getting dressed saying she had somewhere to go.

  "Yo where you rushing off to?" I asked a little jealous.

  "None of your business, I'm single."

  "Don't fucking play with me Camille, you got my baby in you so it’s my business," I snapped.

  "Whatever," she said closing the bathroom door. When she was gone, I checked her phone and was surprised at what I saw. I definitely had to get in contact with my boy he had been MIA since the shit with him and Shante popped off. I only saw him when it came to business and we didn't talk much when I was at his crib, but that was about to change. I understood he was stressing, here he was in love with one chick and stuck with another. I put her phone back where I found it and waited for Camille to come out the bathroom. When she came out, I spoke my peace one last time.

  "Look you’re right, had I been home with you this shit wouldn't have happened and I apologize babe," I said kissing her forehead. I got dressed and prepared to leave.

  "I love you Mark," she screamed before I left the house. I didn't even have the energy to say it back so I just continued to leave. Once in the car I turned my phone on and a barrage of messages started coming in all from Angel’s ass. I swear this chick was gonna make me kill her needy ass. After checking a few of the messages from her, I headed over to her house she said she was cramping. Although I was almost positive this wasn't my baby, there was still a small chance it was and I couldn't just leave my baby hanging because its mama was a conniving ass thot. When I pulled up to her apartment and knocked on the door, she screamed that it was already open so I walked in.

  "Yo what's the emergency are you still cramping?" I asked while walking through the house. I took a second to look around, she had good taste and kept a clean house, it smelled of tropical bree
ze. Too bad she was a tricky hoe ass bitch, I thought while shaking my head.

  "Yo Angel where you at?"

  "I'm straight back."

  When I walked back she had the lights dimmed and was stretched out across the bed. I'd be lying if I said the sight of her didn't make my dick hard as hell.

  "What's up, you said you were cramping, you look fine to me."

  "Oh I look fine to you Mac, I take it you like what you see," she said slowly rubbing on my thighs.

  "Naw ma ain't none of that I meant you look to be in good health," I said chuckling, the thirst was real.

  "You ain't even gotta say shit cuz ya dick doing all the talking he letting me know just how bad you want this," she said rubbing the tip of my dick and licking the pre-cum off her fingers. A nigga was used to being knee deep in Cammy's pussy every night so I was really going through it right now but I didn't need the drama that would come if I fucked this shady bitch. She was kissing on my neck, rubbing on my dick I couldn't even help the light moan that left my mouth but if I ever wanted my wife back I couldn't slip up, not with Angel’s ass at least. Just as she got my eleven inches out my pants, I jumped up to go.

  "What you doing Mac?" she said with her hands on her hips.

  "Man I don't even know what I’m doing, but I know what a nigga ain't doing and that’s ya grimy ass."

  "Grimy? Nigga you got me fucked up!" she said getting hype.