mean go.”
Sabrina cut her eyes at Dallas and grinned.
“Well Tyce, feel free to call me when you wanna hang out… again , it would be my pleasure to give you more lap dances…my treat.”
I said my goodbyes to her and put my arm around Dallas’s waist as we exited through the double doors and out into the parking lot. If it’s one thing I knew…it is when to leave .
“I can’t believe that bitch! She was ‘ bout to get sto mped like a stage at a step show ! Alice ! That bitch knew my name; she did that shit on purpose! She lucky I didn’t choke the shit outta here tamale eatin’ ass!” Dallas was rolling her neck and pointing at the air.
“I jus’ met her the other night at the club, she’s harmless.” I tried to console her. “She’s jus’ a friend, we haven’t fucked or nothin’ like that.”
“Oh I know she hasn’t fucked you… but that bitch would like to! She’s throwin her pussy at you like a fuckin’ pitcher! ” Dallas pointed at me.
We got in my Benz, once inside the cabin I turned to face her.
“No matter how many women wanna fuck me , I would never trade 45 minutes of pleasure for a lifetime of happiness.”
Dallas smiled, “I know baby…I trust you…I jus’ can’t stand plottin’ ass bitches.”
I laughed, “Me either babe, me either.”
We Need To Talk
The bedroom T.V. was turned off, a half empty bottle of tequila sat on the nightstand, and Ranae was sitting up in her bed with her back resting against the stacked pillows between her and the headboard. It had been two days since she found the disturbing mystery card but she was just now about to confront her husband about it. She would have done it sooner however the timing hadn’t been right; either she was giving baths, doing paperwork or something else that demanded her attention. One thing she didn’t want to do was jump to conclusions. Ranae wanted to give her man the benefit of the doubt; give him a chance to explain things to her. But, if things didn’t add up and she sensed a hint of dishonesty…she would gladly launch this tequila bottle straight at his head! Her hands folded across her chest as he walked in their bedroom.
“Hey babe, how you doin’?” Sway addressed his wife nonchalantly.
“I’m fine how are you?”
He headed to the closet, “I’m ok jus’ a lil tired.”
Ranae patiently waited for him to come out of the closet, she wanted to look him in the eyes when he answered the many questions she had lined up. Sway came out the closet wearing boxers and a T-shirt, he moved toward the bathroom rubbing his cur ly hair.
“Babe, come sit next to me.” Ranae patted the bed gently.
“I’m ‘bout to jump in the shower, give me like ten minutes.”
“Jus’ come over here, I’m sure you’re not that dirty…the shower can wait.”
Sway reluctantly made his way to the bed sitting on the unoccupied side. He sighed heavily as he laid his head on the fluffy pillows turning his head to the side to face his wife.
“Do you love me?” Ranae stared at him.
“Of course I do.”
“Are you in love with me?” She maintained her stare.
“Yeah, I’m in love with you, where is all this comin’ from?” Sway rolled over to his side.
“Are you bored with our sex life?” Ranae asked bluntly.
“Look, I don’t know where all this is comin’ from but, no I’m not bored with our sex life. I love having sex with you. I think you’re incredibly sexy.”
Ranae kept her serious expression as she looked directly in his eyes. “Would you tell me if you were unhappy with me?”
Sway looked confused, “I would never tell you that because it would never happen.”
“Ok.” Was all she said.
Satisfied he’d answered all her questions correctly , Sway went to shower. Ranae turned on the T.V. and watched an hour-long show before he finally came out. She thought it was odd for him to take such a long time showering; he usually was in and out. With water
Sabrina cut her eyes at Dallas and grinned.
“Well Tyce, feel free to call me when you wanna hang out… again , it would be my pleasure to give you more lap dances…my treat.”
I said my goodbyes to her and put my arm around Dallas’s waist as we exited through the double doors and out into the parking lot. If it’s one thing I knew…it is when to leave .
“I can’t believe that bitch! She was ‘ bout to get sto mped like a stage at a step show ! Alice ! That bitch knew my name; she did that shit on purpose! She lucky I didn’t choke the shit outta here tamale eatin’ ass!” Dallas was rolling her neck and pointing at the air.
“I jus’ met her the other night at the club, she’s harmless.” I tried to console her. “She’s jus’ a friend, we haven’t fucked or nothin’ like that.”
“Oh I know she hasn’t fucked you… but that bitch would like to! She’s throwin her pussy at you like a fuckin’ pitcher! ” Dallas pointed at me.
We got in my Benz, once inside the cabin I turned to face her.
“No matter how many women wanna fuck me , I would never trade 45 minutes of pleasure for a lifetime of happiness.”
Dallas smiled, “I know baby…I trust you…I jus’ can’t stand plottin’ ass bitches.”
I laughed, “Me either babe, me either.”
We Need To Talk
The bedroom T.V. was turned off, a half empty bottle of tequila sat on the nightstand, and Ranae was sitting up in her bed with her back resting against the stacked pillows between her and the headboard. It had been two days since she found the disturbing mystery card but she was just now about to confront her husband about it. She would have done it sooner however the timing hadn’t been right; either she was giving baths, doing paperwork or something else that demanded her attention. One thing she didn’t want to do was jump to conclusions. Ranae wanted to give her man the benefit of the doubt; give him a chance to explain things to her. But, if things didn’t add up and she sensed a hint of dishonesty…she would gladly launch this tequila bottle straight at his head! Her hands folded across her chest as he walked in their bedroom.
“Hey babe, how you doin’?” Sway addressed his wife nonchalantly.
“I’m fine how are you?”
He headed to the closet, “I’m ok jus’ a lil tired.”
Ranae patiently waited for him to come out of the closet, she wanted to look him in the eyes when he answered the many questions she had lined up. Sway came out the closet wearing boxers and a T-shirt, he moved toward the bathroom rubbing his cur ly hair.
“Babe, come sit next to me.” Ranae patted the bed gently.
“I’m ‘bout to jump in the shower, give me like ten minutes.”
“Jus’ come over here, I’m sure you’re not that dirty…the shower can wait.”
Sway reluctantly made his way to the bed sitting on the unoccupied side. He sighed heavily as he laid his head on the fluffy pillows turning his head to the side to face his wife.
“Do you love me?” Ranae stared at him.
“Of course I do.”
“Are you in love with me?” She maintained her stare.
“Yeah, I’m in love with you, where is all this comin’ from?” Sway rolled over to his side.
“Are you bored with our sex life?” Ranae asked bluntly.
“Look, I don’t know where all this is comin’ from but, no I’m not bored with our sex life. I love having sex with you. I think you’re incredibly sexy.”
Ranae kept her serious expression as she looked directly in his eyes. “Would you tell me if you were unhappy with me?”
Sway looked confused, “I would never tell you that because it would never happen.”
“Ok.” Was all she said.
Satisfied he’d answered all her questions correctly , Sway went to shower. Ranae turned on the T.V. and watched an hour-long show before he finally came out. She thought it was odd for him to take such a long time showering; he usually was in and out. With water
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