by Denetria
Her mind couldn’t help but to flashback on the night she returned home still irritated with him. Since she moved out they had barely spoken two words between one another.
She went to the bathroom and drew a bath, hoping to relax some. She lit some aromatherapy candles, which were said to ward off stress and tension. Then she turned on some light music and slid down into the hot water. She sighed and closed her eyes and covered them with a warm cloth…
******
…As she lay there letting her mind drift, she didn’t the bathroom door open. She jumped when she felt a pair of hands run over her breasts. “Jaheem!”
“Don’t say a word!” he whispered in her ear. “Do you understand?”
She nodded her head and tried to compose herself as he began playing with her nipples, making them hard between his fingers. He slid his hands lower in the water, over her stomach and between her legs, and began playing with her clit before he entered inside of her. She wanted him… had to have him… but he stopped.
Egypt took the cloth from her eyes. What the fuck is he doing? she wondered.
“What the hell are you doing?” he asked as he grabbed her by her hair, forced her to her knees and brought her head closer to him. “Tell me, why do you have to be so hard-headed? Why can’t you just do what I ask of you?”
Egypt opened her mouth to speak, but he stopped her.
“Don’t say a word! You know what I want, right? So give me what I want!” he demanded.
She took his limp dick and placed it in her mouth, and played with it the tip with her tongue ring while blowing her warm breath on him. She began going moving her lips up and down slowly on his shaft, while she began to let her tongue play with the underside of his dick.
Although they were going through their shit, she wanted him. She missed fucking him, and missed his dick inside of her.
She slowly moved her head up and down on his dick, stopping only to take his sac and place it in her mouth. She began teasing one, then the other while jacking him off with her free hand.
His moans of pleasure made her pussy throb with pleasure for him. She gipped him, placed his dick back inside of her mouth, and first moving slowly on his now rock hard curved dick. She let her movements quicken as his moans of pleasure echoed through the bathroom.
“Damn, Egypt! What are you doing to me?”
“Do you want me to stop?” she asked him as she let her tongue play with the tip of his dick.
“Hell nah! Keep doing what you’re doing!”
She did just that as he exploded in her mouth. She swallowed every bit of cum, making sure not to waste any.
He turned on the shower and they began bathing one another. Then he gave her “that look”, and she knew he wanted more. He turned her around, pinned her against the shower wall and slid his dick inside her.
Egypt wanted to resist him. Her pussy was tight from not having sex, but she wanted that feeling. She reached around and grabbed his hips to lead him deeper inside of her.
“Tell me how you want it,” he said.
She didn’t want to talk. He knew what she wanted, and he knew how she wanted it. He just wanted to hear her beg, but she refused to give him that satisfaction. She was just coming back home, and him fucking another bitch was still in her mental. So instead, she grabbed his hips once more trying to get him to thrust deeper inside of her.
“Tell me what you want me to do! Tell me how you want it!” he asked once more while teasing her by sliding his dick in and out.
Egypt knew what he was going to do. He bent his knees and rotated inside of her. She let out a moan while trying to find something to grip onto. He turned her around and kissed her as the water ran over them. He then picked her up and began pounding deep inside her. She held onto the railing, and her moans turned into screams of pleasure. “Oh my god, yes!” she yelled out as she held onto him, with her head lying on his shoulders.
“You know I love you, don’t you? Do you know I love you?” he asked.
Egypt couldn’t say anything. She just held on to him, letting her tears run down the drain. She loved him with everything in her. She never thought that he would do anything to hurt her, while she was doing everything right to keep him. But instead, he ran into the arms of another.
Afterwards, they lay in one another’s arms. Any other time that’s where she would be safe. It was the place she wanted to be. But now… now she didn’t feel so sure. She just knew that it didn’t feel the same…
******
Egypt snapped back to reality and stepped out of the bathtub. She put on her gown and got into bed. She grabbed the journal off the bedside table and began writing:
I know that he’s still cheating, even though we work together and he spends time with me there. I can’t be with him every second of the day. You see, shortly after returning home, we found out that we were pregnant.
No, it was nothing that was planned, since I didn’t know where our relationship really stood. When I gave him the news, he was quiet, but then he became ecstatic at the idea of a baby.
I wished I had my mom and dad with me, and I thought they weren’t going to be until he surprised me. He had gotten my mom and dad a little house of their own, closer to us and their grandkids.
I was so sick during this pregnancy; nauseated, swollen hands and feet, and I thought I was going to die. But Jaheem was right there with me physically. But mentally, he was somewhere else.
I stayed working as long as I could, but it had gotten to the point where I was ultimately placed on bedrest, which meant that Jaheem would once again be getting another assistant to replace me. I wasn’t worried. I mean, why should I have been? My husband was back home, we had a family on the way, and things between us were getting better than ever again… or so I thought.
He shocked me when he asked me to help with the hiring of a new assistant. I guess you’re wondering what I said. “For what?” I asked him. If I had to help him find him someone that I thought he wouldn’t fuck, that meant I couldn’t and didn’t trust him. And even though I shouldn’t have, I had to trust him. I had no other choice.
Almost immediately, the love making between us lessened and ultimately stopped altogether. Jaheem’s excuse was that he didn’t want the baby to be hurt in any type of way. Okay, I’m like really? You’re a doctor and you can’t come up with a better lie than that shit?
Little slick shit would be mentioned about how much weight I was gaining.
The feelings came back to me, but he was doing everything right.
When JaCori was born, I saw a look in Jaheem’s eyes for his son. It was a look that was so hard to explain; a love between a father and his son; one that he used to have for me.
Soon after, there were nights where he didn’t come home, and I lay in bed looking at the clock. I had to know what was going on so I called Stacey, and she gave me the idea of coming up to the office just to drop by.
When Jaheem returned home that night, I brought up the subject of me returning to work. “The baby is old enough to go to daycare, and it’s not like we don’t have the money where we can’t afford it,” I said to him.
“Baby, look. I understand that you want to come to work, but right now isn’t the right time. I guess its baby making season, because everyone is getting to the point that they’re having babies now. Plus, I think you are beautiful. Please don’t get me wrong, but I think you need to lose a little more weight before you return. I mean, you did put on some extra weight,” he said to me.
He saw the look on my face and knew that he had fucked up. I couldn’t look at him. When those words came out of his mouth, it felt as if my entire world had crumbled; as if he were killing me over and over again. Here it was, the man I loved, the father of my child, telling me in so many words that he didn’t find me sexually appealing anymore. Every demeaning word he spoke to me day in and day out, I took. I began working twice as hard on getting my body back to the woman he had fallen for when we met.
He didn’t have to tell me that he was having an affair. He was telling me that he found me unattractive—or that’s how my mental took it.
After that, slowly things started becoming normal again... or what I thought was normal.
Jaheem’s bond with the JaCori grew stronger. His son was the love of his life, and although our sex life wasn’t as it was, a year later I found myself pregnant once more.
I’m not going to lie; I was scared as fuck thinking about what his reaction to this was going to be. I was scared that I would lose him. I was scared that I was going to run him into the arms of another. But I had the perfect way to tell him.
I put on a tight black low-cut dress, which showed every inch of my figure, put my hair up showing my neckline, and tossed on my heels. I got JaCori dressed, packed his things and walked out the door, closing it behind me. I loaded JaCori into my 2016 Audi, a gift Jaheem had gotten for me the first time he cheated on me.
Traffic was crazy, and by the time I made it to the parking area, I was rethinking the entire situation. I went back and forth with the idea, and eventually found myself saying, “Fuck it!” I hadn’t seen a lot of the girls since I had given birth. Plus, this would give me the chance to see the bitch I knew he was screwing, and introduce myself to her. And just so she’d know shit’s real, I’d make the announcement to Jaheem that he is once more going to be a father.
“You want to go and see your trifling ass Daddy?” I asked to JaCori.
He smiled at me, showing bare gums while he chewed on his teething ring.
“Let’s go surprise Daddy,” I told him as I detached his carrier from the car seat.
When I walked through those doors of that office, I walked through that bitch like the boss that I knew I was. The girls came over cooing over JaCori, while I walked up to the assistant sitting behind the desk in front of Jaheem’s office.
“Hello. May I help you?” she asked.
I could see why he could find her attractive. She looked as if she were the type who would stay in the gym all day. She had long hair, gray eyes… beautiful. On top of that, she had a figure that was out of this world. Little waist, big breasts and a bigger ass packed into the small scrubs she wore.
“No. Actually I’m here to see Dr. Banks,” I replied. I sat there looking at the expression on her face. She was confused, and that is exactly what I wanted her to be.
“Okay. I don’t see you on the calendar, so could you take this and fill it out for me, and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible,” she said, passing me a form to fill out and a pen.
“No, that won’t be necessary,” I told her, sliding the form back to her.
“I’m sorry, ma’am, but in order for you or your child to be seen you must file out this form.”
“It’s Mrs. Banks, not ma’am! And I am here to see Jaheem. So can you tell him his wife is here to see him?”
The look on her face when I said that! The bitch sat there looking me up and down, probably wondering what I was there for, and if anything, what I was going to do to her.
I walked back over to Stacey and the other girls who were passing JaCori around. There he was, smiling and giving them “that look”, and the entire time I thought, Yeah, he’s going to be just like his daddy!
Moments later Jaheem came through the door, glancing over at the girl sitting behind the desk. “Egypt, what are you doing here?”
I walked over, gave him a kiss on the mouth and then wiped the mahogany lipstick off of his lips. “JaCori and I were out doing some things and decided we’d stop by and see Daddy, and tell him the good news…” I took a deep breath and looked around the room, “You’re going to be a daddy again!”
He looked at me and exclaimed, “Oh my God! Are you serious? Are you sure? Sit down!” he said, leading me to a chair.
As everyone ran towards us giving us hugs and wishing us congrats, I look out of the corner of my eye to see the girl rise from her desk and walk towards the back of the room. Jaheem’s eyes followed her.
“Is something wrong, Dear?” I asked him.
“Huh? No,” he said as he leaned down and kissed me. “You’re doing something right, because I’m loving how you’re looking in that dress!”
“You can like it better when you come home and take me out of it!” I whispered. “Come on, JaCori. Let’s go so Daddy can get back to work,” I said.
Jaheem grabbed JaCori, gave him a hug and placed him back inside his carrier.
“By the way, you picked a lovely assistant. What happened to her?” I was going to speak again before I left. “Oh well! Tell her that your wife said that I’ll see her later. You know it’s not nice to say bye!”
“Egypt, don’t start, okay? There is nothing going on between Candace and me. She has a family. It’s work related, and that is as far as it goes, period.”
I sashayed out of that office with the biggest smile across my face. I knew that I’d probably hear some shit about it when he got home, but I didn’t give a fuck. I had to let it be known that Jaheem was mine, he wasn’t going anywhere, and I was the head bitch in charge.
Stacey looked at me with a kind of slick smile on her face. She knew what I was there to do, and she knew that I did just that.
I went over to my parents’ house. I had too much going on. Was I thinking too much into things for real?
Egypt had enough of thinking about that shit for the night. She had to go to work the next morning, and all of this was becoming draining. Although at times she didn’t want to venture back in that part in time, it felt good whenever she got some of the things off her chest. She looked back on some of the things that happened, knew that she won’t let them happen again.
******
The next morning she woke up, and despite feeling drained she went to work. She didn’t know why, but she had a feeling that it just wasn’t going to be her day.
She was in another world and her mind was all over the place when someone bumped into her. “Excuse me! Can you watch where you are going?” She knew that she was in the wrong, but wasn’t going to admit it.
“I’m sorry!” a familiar voice said.
Oh my god, it’s him! she thought. “DeShaun, what are you doing here?”
“Hey, Egypt!” he said, and gave her a hug. “I’m here checking on my store. You know I have to make sure everything is good. If it’s not, that shit falls back on me, and I’m not trying to hear that shit from the big man. But you don’t want to hear about that. You’re looking well. How have you been?”
She couldn’t speak. She didn’t know what it was, but she couldn’t find any words. The only thing on her mind was him and the way he smelled. She was finally able to utter the words, “I’m okay. I don’t want to go to work, but that’s always,” she said laughing.
“I know what you mean. But I was wondering, would like to have lunch with me?”
She didn’t know what it was or why she said it, but without thinking she replied, “Yes.” As soon as the words came out her mouth she knew she had made a mistake. This wasn’t what she wanted to do. She needed to talk to her girls, and knew just the one to call. Constance would tell her what to do. Hell, she was the one who didn’t give a damn about what she said.
“Okay. I’ll meet you at you at your job. What time do you get off?”
“Huh, umm, two. And I’ll be waiting.”
As he turned to walk away, she knew that getting close to him was a bad idea.
******
“Bitch, are you crazy? I know you didn’t call me waking me up outta my sleep asking me if you should go to lunch with DeShaun! “Constance yelled. “First and foremost, apparently there is some type of chemistry between the two of you. Shut the hell up! I don’t want to hear it! Keep telling yourself that there isn’t, but we both know! Egypt, it’s okay to have feelings for someone. I know you’re going through your shit with Jaheem, but that’s something you don’t have to worry about right now. Take care of what you have to take care of, and get yourself togeth
er!”
CHAPTER 5
As Egypt and Constance walked into the store, out of the corner of her eye she saw him and the boys. “He’s here with the boys,” she said to Constance.
“He who? Jaheem?”
“Yes, he’s here with the boys.”
“Is she there? What are you going to do?”
“I’m not going to go over there. I don’t want to make a scene because that’s what’s going to happen, and I don’t want my kids to see me being handcuffed and going to jail. Plus, I have to follow the judge’s orders. You know how that goes.”
Egypt stood there watching her boys. She saw how much they had grown since the last time she had seen them. Tears ran down her face, because she felt that this was the last time she was going to see them again.
She spent the rest of the day trying not to think about Jaheem. As she clocked out, she looked up when she heard voice that was all too familiar.
“Hey, Egypt!”
It took everything in her power not to punch the hell outta that muthafucka. “Hey, Jaheem,” she responded.
“How are you doing? Look, I didn’t stop by here to upset you or start anything, but I saw you earlier and I decided to stop by.”
“Where are the boys? Right now that’s the only thing that we have to talk about.”
He kept talking, saying some shit about how they need to be civil for the kids’ sakes. After that Egypt stopped listening to him, until she saw her walk in.
“Umm, Jaheem, how long are you going to be? The boys are getting hungry,” his girlfriend asked.
Egypt knew the bitch saw her standing there and chose to blankly disrespect her. The same bitch that knew that the man she was fucking was married stood there ignoring her.
Just then DeShaun walked into the store, and when he saw the look on Egypt’s face he approached them and said to her, “Hey, babe. I was waiting for you. Are you ready for our lunch date? I’m sorry. I’m DeShaun,” he turned and said to Jaheem.