Dilemmas (Part 1)

by Justice, Lae'Zriah

  “I’m terrified, Maurice. He nutted in me! What if—” she started to say.

  “No what-ifs, Aiden. I’m not going anywhere,” he said

  “But Maurice—”

  “I know where you’re going with that. If you get pregnant, there’s a fifty-fifty chance that it would be mine. At least I know that. Regardless of if it’s mine or not, I will not leave you,” he said.

  They started walking down the hallway.

  “Bevelyn and I had a little altercation in the parking lot, and one of the x-ray assistants saw it,” Aiden said.

  “Who?” he asked.

  “Sheila. And what’s going on with you two?” she asked.

  “Let’s step outside,” he said.

  They stepped outside at the back of the hospital.

  “Sheila has been coming on to me strong. She told me that she wanted to give me head, but every time I tried to let her, something came up. When you were gone, I did let her give me head, but I was very rough to her. I was drinking and upset about you being gone and took it out on her, so now she’s upset with me,” he said.

  “Oh, OK. I get it now. She thought I didn’t see her talking to Bevelyn one day, and by coincidence, Bevelyn came into the break room while I was in there. I get it now,” Aiden said.

  “She was talking to Bevelyn?” Maurice asked.

  “Yes, she was consoling her outside today,” Aiden said.

  “Bevelyn is up to something, and she’s using Sheila for whatever it is,” Maurice said.

  They both started to walk back into the building, and Maurice stopped. “How do you do that?” he asked.

  “Do what?”

  “How do you love me and can let me tell you about other women?” he asked.

  She laughed. “Because of just that: I love you. You’ve been out there since the day I met you. I was attracted to you because of you, not to change you. You’ll do that on your own. A fuck is a fuck, but I know that you love me. But I guess you could ask me the same thing, huh?”

  They both laughed and walked back inside the hospital.

  “I’ll be at the house a little later this evening. I want to put the kids to bed first,” Maurice said as they walked back down the hallway.

  “Of course, give them a kiss and hug for me,” she said.

  He walked into the waiting room of x-ray to see Sheila standing near his desk. He spoke to her and sat down at his desk. As angry as she was at him, his sex appeal got in the way for her. She watched as he started going through his files, gazing at his muscular arms peeking through his shirt. “What’s wrong, Sheila?” he asked without looking up.

  She didn’t say anything and walked off.

  Sheila arrived at the restaurant early, hoping to catch Les before Bevelyn made it. Les pulled into the parking lot about fifteen minutes later and got out of the car. She watched as he walked into the restaurant and then texted Bevelyn that she was on her way.

  “I’ll be there in thirty minutes. My husband just got home,” Bevelyn replied.

  Sheila texted back, “I should be there in twenty minutes.

  Sheila hurried out of the car and headed into the restaurant. She walked at a fast pace, careful not to trip over the bottom of her dress. Her dress was long, with a slit up to her hip. She walked over to the table and sat down next to Les on the side of her exposed hip.

  “Well, hello gorgeous!” he said as he looked down at her exposed hip and leg.

  “Hello Les, how are you?” she asked.

  “I’m well. How are you? Where’s Bevelyn?” he asked.

  “She’ll be here shortly.”

  “Let me order you a drink,” he said, calling the waiter over to the secluded area.

  After the drink arrived, Les started complimenting her on the wonderful blow job she gave him the last time he saw her.

  “I enjoy giving head,” she said.

  “Is that right?”

  “Yes, that’s my thing,” she said.

  “Well, little lady, if that’s the case, any time you need to suck a dick, make sure you call me,” he said.

  She pulled out her cell phone, “Here, put your number in,” she said.

  He placed his number in her phone and laid it down.

  “What do you have on under that dress?” he asked.

  “Nothing,” she said, smiling.

  She grabbed his hand and laid it on her thigh. He rubbed her newly shaved thigh and between her legs.

  “Open up,” he said.

  She opened her legs, and he ran his hand against her pussy.

  “You think you have enough time to get under the table?” he asked.

  “If you can make it quick, I do,” she said.

  She looked around the restaurant before sliding under the table. He started taking his dick out. “I’ll make it quick,” he said.

  She shoved his dick in her mouth and started sucking quickly. He loved the wetness of her mouth on his dick and how smooth it slid in and out her mouth. He took both of his hands and put them on the back of her head and pumped her mouth. She continued to suck until he came. He held her head down on his dick until he felt her swallow. She got up from under the table, and he put his dick back in his pants.

  “I take it you do not want Bevelyn to know about this?” he said.

  “You read my mind,” she said while taking a sip of wine to wash down the taste of come.

  Bevelyn walked in the restaurant and noticed Sheila sitting at the table.

  “When did you get here?” she asked Sheila.

  “I just got here,” she said.

  Bevelyn sat down with uneasiness about Sheila sitting with Les.

  “You look beautiful,” he said to Bevelyn.

  “Thank you. Are you ready to order?”

  “Sure,” he said.

  They finished their meal, and Les suggested they go to his house. Sheila and Bevelyn followed Les to an upscale neighborhood with three-car garages and swimming pools. They pulled up an inclined driveway, and three garage doors opened for each of them to park. Once inside, they got out and were led to the basement, which looked like the ultimate bachelor’s pad.

  “This is very nice,” Sheila said.

  “Thank you,” Les said. “Does anybody want anything to drink?”

  “Sure,” Sheila said.

  Les walked to the bar, and Bevelyn followed. She asked Les to show her how to make drinks. “Why don’t you two get comfortable first?” he asked.

  Bevelyn pulled her dress off to expose a two-piece G-string set. Sheila took her dress off and had no clothes on. Bevelyn stood behind the bar while Les rubbed her ass, sticking his hand between her ass cheeks. Sheila bent down with her legs apart to pick up her dress, exposing her pussy to Bevelyn and Les. “Oh my goodness, that pussy is beautiful,” Les said as he stared into her open hole.

  Les stood behind Bevelyn with his arms around her, showing her how to pour the drink and grinding her from behind. He poured two drinks and led Bevelyn to the chair Sheila was sitting on. “Lay back, Bevelyn,” he said.

  Bevelyn laid down on the couch, and he poured some of the liquor over her G-string. “I want to watch you lick that off. Get in there good,” he told Sheila.

  Sheila bent down between Bevelyn’s legs and moved the G-string with her tongue. She licked her pussy, tasting the alcohol that had seeped through the G-string. Les watched as Sheila used her hands to spread her pussy apart and lick deep inside Bevelyn’s pussy.

  He got behind Sheila and poured a little liquor on her pussy and started to eat her pussy, and then he stood up and stuck his dick in her pussy. He only gave her a few pumps before he stopped to watch her eat Bevelyn again.

  He used his hands to open Bevelyn up wider. Sheila was licking his fingers as well as Bevelyn’s pussy. He stood back up. “You see her juice on my dick?” he asked Bevelyn.

  “Yes,” she said.

  “Why don’t you get rid of it for me?” he asked.

  He grabbed his dick and put it in Bevelyn�
�s face. She opened her mouth and started to suck his dick. He continued to watch Sheila eat pussy until he came. “Move your head back,” he said as he shot the nut over Bevelyn’s pussy and lower stomach. He still had a little come dripping out of his dick and told Bevelyn to suck it. He pushed Sheila’s head back onto Bevelyn’s pussy. “Lick all my come off of her,” he told Sheila.

  He stood up and told Bevelyn he wanted to watch her eat Sheila. His dick was limp, but he still wanted to see more action. Bevelyn lifted both of Sheila’s legs in the air and spread them as wide as she could. She started eating her like she was eating birthday cake. “Oh shit! Oh shit!” Sheila said.

  Les also was impressed with Bevelyn’s eating skills, and his dick slowly started to rise. He walked over to Sheila and put his dick in her mouth. “Suck me until I swell. I want to fuck the shit out of her,” he said.

  Bevelyn continued to eat, and Sheila continued to suck, fighting the urge to nut in Bevelyn’s mouth.

  Les became fully erect and walked behind Bevelyn and shoved his dick in her pussy. He pounded and pounded her, pulling her hair out of the way so he could watch her tongue flop around Sheila’s pussy. Sheila began to come, and Bevelyn did not let up. She continued to lick her until she was finished coming. Bevelyn started to come on Les’s dick. He could feel her pussy throbbing and gushing nut on his dick. Les started to come and walked over to put it down Sheila’s mouth because he knew how well she swallowed.

  Bevelyn headed home after her sexual adventure. She pulled up in the yard, happy to see Maurice still at home. She walked inside, and the house was quiet. Maurice had fallen asleep in the bed, and she did not want to wake him. She knew he probably wanted to go to see Aiden once she got home, and she wanted to do everything in her power to keep him home. She showered in the guest bathroom and then went into the guest bedroom and grabbed some covers to sleep on the couch. She wanted to be sure she could hear him if he tried to leave.

  She could hear Maurice’s phone vibrate from the living room and walked into the room to see who was calling him. “Aiden” was displayed on his phone as it rung. She silenced the phone and laid it back down. She started walking down the hallway and then realized she could check his phone before it locked. As she walked toward the bedroom, she saw Maurice shifting his body as he slept, so she turned around.

  The next morning, Maurice woke up angry. He went down the hall to see a pillow still on the couch and the children off to school.

  “Bevelyn!” he yelled.

  “What’s the problem?” he heard from the guest bedroom.

  “Did you touch my phone?” he asked.

  “No, Maurice, I did not touch your phone,” she said.

  “You know what? I’m moving out,” he said.

  “Maurice, we have gone through this before. It’s best for the children if we stay together,” she said.

  “No, it’s best for them if I leave so that I don’t hurt you,” he said.

  “What have I done to you, Maurice, for you to treat me like this?” she asked.

  “You think you’re so slick and that I’m a fool. You know that you trapped me. You ask why I married you. I married you out of obligation, not love. There you have it,” he said

  “Maurice, you cannot say you never loved me all this time,” she said.

  “I did love who I thought you were, but I have not loved you in nine years. I want a divorce,” he said and stormed out the door.

  Bevelyn became angry and called Aiden.

  “So, you want to continue to fuck with my husband, Aiden?”

  “I told you not to get in my way. I guess I’ll have to pull my hold card now. I’ll see you soon,” Aiden said.

  “I will not divorce him! He is MY husband!” Bevelyn yelled.

  “Like I said, I’ll see you soon,” Aiden said and hung up the phone.

  chapter 16

  Aiden had arrived at Diane’s house.

  “Hey Aiden! Where have you been? I haven’t heard from you in over a month? Why can’t I find you?” she asked.

  “I got rid of the car, Diane,” Aiden said.

  “Have you and Tobias been together all this time?”

  Realizing that Diane could not have known Tobias was missing, she became upset.

  “You! You sent him?” Aiden said, looking at Diane.

  Curtis walked in the door. “Hello Aiden!” he said.

  “Why don’t you have a seat, Curtis,” she said.

  “Rickie Lewick. Who was he?” Aiden asked.

  “Was?” Diane asked. “What did you do, Aiden?”

  “Cut the bullshit, Diane. Who was he?” she asked.

  “Ricky Lewick, or Tobias, was hired by me to keep tabs on you. To make sure that you were OK. Now where is he?” she asked.

  “He’s dead, Diane. THAT PERVERT RAPED ME!” Aiden yelled.

  “What did you say?” Curtis said.

  “Yes, raped me! You call this protection? Protection from who? You?” “Aiden, I had no idea. Why didn’t you talk to me? I’m so sorry.”

  Aiden stormed out of the door.

  Maurice had been staying at a new home he shared with Aiden when he received a phone call from Bevelyn.

  “Marchaun is not feeling well. She’s asking for her father,” she said.

  “OK, I’m on my way,” he said.

  He got dressed and headed home. He walked in the door to see his daughter lying on the couch.

  “What’s wrong, pumpkin?” he asked.

  “I don’t feel good, Daddy. Why aren’t you home anymore?” she asked.

  Maurice had a lump in his throat and looked at Bevelyn. She stood with her arms crossed, staring at Maurice. “Daddy will not leave you again. I promise,” he said.

  He picked his daughter up and took her to her bed. Bevelyn stood in the living room, smiling at the news of Maurice staying home.

  Maurice walked into the bedroom and locked the door to call Aiden. He left her a message, saying that he needed to talk to her and it was about the kids. “Call me back as soon as you get this. I may not be home tonight.”

  He grabbed a blanket and went to the couch. His daughters came out with their covers and sat on the couch with him. They laid against him and watched a movie together.

  Bevelyn came in and sat down on the adjacent couch and watched the movie with the kids and Maurice. Maurice’s phone started vibrating, so he got up to go down the hallway. Bevelyn stared at him as he went.

  “Hey baby, I’m at the house. Marchaun is not feeling well,” he said.

  “Oh, OK, make sure she gets better,” Aiden said.

  “Aiden, baby girl asked me why I was not home anymore. I have to stay every day. At least until they go to sleep at night, until I work something out with seeing them,” he said.

  “OK, I won’t stand between you and the children, and you know that,” Aiden said.

  “I love you, Aiden.”

  “I love you too, Maurice. Good night.”

  The movie was over, and Maurice took his sleeping girls to their room.

  “So are you going to stay home now? I told you that it would have a negative effect on the kids,” Bevelyn said when he came back out into the living room.

  “I guess you were right, Bev. I just don’t want to go through the nonsense and lies with you anymore. I want to just be happy,” he said while looking at her.

  Bevelyn started to cry in a way he had not seen from her before.

  “Bevelyn, stop crying,” he said.

  “I know I’m not perfect. I have a lot of flaws, but I know that I love you and want whatever this is to work,” she said.

  She got up and walked into the bedroom, crying uncontrollably. Maurice walked in behind her. “Bevelyn, please stop crying,” he said with obvious concern.

  He walked into the bathroom to get her a towel, and she peeked through her fingers to see what he was doing. Once she saw him coming out of the bathroom, she continued to cry.

  He sat down on the bed and lifted her head. He
wiped her face and brushed her hair with his hand.

  “Make no mistake, you are beautiful, but it has to be more than beauty for me,” he said to her.

  He stood up to pull the covers back for her to get under.

  “Will you lie with me?” she asked.

  He hesitated to lie with her but then decided to. She turned over to him and started to rub his head.

  “We have two beautiful girls. We have to think about that in all of this,” she said.

  “I know. I don’t want to hurt them at all.”

  She admired his dark caramel face looking at her. “Why can’t this work, Maurice?” she asked.

  “Because it’s not supposed to, Bevelyn. We were doomed from the start,” he said.

  She closed her eyes and started to cry again.

  “Shhh. I’m right here, I will be here for the kids, Bevelyn, but right this moment, I’m right here,” he said.

  She looked up at him and pushed herself forward for a kiss. He pulled his head back slightly and then kissed her back. She used the opportunity to see if he would sleep with her. She started to rub his chest. After he did not push her away, she continued to progress until she had pulled his dick out. He flipped her on the bed and started to fuck her. She was not concerned with the sex but the gloating of sleeping with him. She was only thinking that she could not wait to tell Aiden they had fucked.

  She told him she wanted to ride him and got on top of him. She knew she had to be in control of holding his dick in when he came if she wanted to get pregnant. She started by riding him backward. He opened her ass cheeks to watch his dick slide in and out of her pussy, looking at her pussy as it grabbed his dick on its way out. She could tell he was ready to come, and she turned around to ride him, hoping she could keep his dick in place. He started to feel himself come and pushed her off.

  “Watch out! Watch out!” he said.

  She flipped to the side of the bed, and he jacked his dick until he came.

  “Why did you push me off?” she asked.

  “We’re getting divorced. We don’t need any surprises,” he said.

  She immediately became upset that he still wanted a divorce. After he fell asleep, she sent Aiden a text message, “When you suck his dick tomorrow, make sure you tell him that you can taste me!”