by Angie Hayes
“How’s daddy babies?” I asked both girls as I scooped them into my arms and gave them kisses all over their faces.
“Good daddy! What did you bring us?” Rai asked.
She was the oldest and the bossiest! She and Raven were identical and born only five minutes apart. They are getting older, so they are growing into their own features but still look almost exactly alike.
“Oh, that’s all you want daddy for is his gifts?” I asked playfully.
“No daddy I missed you too.” Raven said as she hugged my neck tighter.
Now she was the quieter and reserved one, which
had me scared thinking about just how sneaky her lil ass would be when she got older.
“Aww, I miss you too…both of you.” I admitted as I put them down and grabbed the Toys R Us bag I had for them off the floor.
“I did bring my babies something. Here ya’ll go.” I handed them the bag.
“Yayy, more Barbie dolls for our dream house!” they both yelled in excitement.
When Jewel was picking out her dolls in the store, I made sure she took her time. EJ was occupied in the video games section while I snuck and picked up the twins some dolls as well.
“Where is your mom?” I asked them.
“She’s in the shower.” Raven answered as she begin to try and take one of her dolls out of the package.
“Ok, go in your room girls and play with your dolls while I go see Mommy for a while.” I instructed.
Both girls ran up the stairs to their rooms in a hurry. As soon as I walked into the bedroom, Yolanda was just coming out with a towel wrapped around her body. My dick started to jump just thinking about what was underneath it.
“Hey Papi.” She greeted me with a passionate kiss.
Yolanda was Puerto Rican and built like a stallion! Even after the birth of the girls she still managed to get her figure to pop right back in shape. I met her when I first got into the league at a Strip Club. She wasn’t a dancer, but a bottle girl who looked like she could take all those hoe’s customers up in there. I was in the VIP section with some guys from the team and a few rappers when she came serving us in our section. All the niggas kept flirting with her and shit, but she just kept it business with a smile and kept it moving. Around that time, Pam and I were going through a rough patch in our marriage. I was noticing different changes in her behavior and didn’t know what the fuck was going on with her.
She was always in and out of the house and barely fucking me. The thought of her fucking around with another dude crossed my mind several times so I asked her was she creeping out on me. She just laughed in my face and told me that I was being ridiculous. I had been with Pam for a long time and trusted her with my life, so I believed my wife and just let the shit go, even though her behavior stayed the same. I knew she probably had her guards up with me at that time, because although I was a good husband to her, I was still fucking around. She had caught me quite a few times.
When I saw how not only how fucking fine Yolanda was but how she was turning niggas down left and right, that made me want her ass even more. I sat there that night in the background and just watched her like she was prey. When it was time for us to leave, I tipped her a total of five grand with a note along with my number telling her that her smile was worth more. Yolanda called me up a week later after and since then we’ve been involved. I told her from jump that I was already married and had no plans on leaving my wife, and she told me that she wasn’t looking for anything serious. She told me that she had moved here from Puerto Rico to live with her father, who had just recently died. I learned that she was a loner. Her mother was alive but was always nonexistence in her life. She also had one sister from her mother whom she recently came in contact with. All in all, I figured she wouldn’t be a problem, just another hit and quick situation.
Things took a turn left though, and I found myself feeling Yolanda more and more and as time went on I fell in love with her. I still loved my wife, but Yolanda was something new, while Pam was something I just wasn’t going to let go. Yolanda never questioned me when I didn’t come around often. She didn’t ask to attend my games, and she even turned me down when I use to offer saying that she didn’t want anything to risk us being exposed. Yea, Yolanda was the perfect side chick.
When she told me that she was pregnant, I never even had the thought to ask her to get rid of it. Honestly, for some reason it made me love her even more. As time went on and after the birth of our girls, things begin to change little by little. She would always want me to stay overnight or ever so often she would occasionally mention the fact that I also had a family with her that I seemed to neglect.
“Sorry I haven’t been by for a while, I was handling things at home. We also started OTA’S. (Organized team Activities).” I apologized as I wrapped around her thick frame.
“Eddie, I’m getting tired of your excuses and personally I’m getting tired of this.” Yolanda said as she removed my arms, closed the bedroom door and walked over to the bed and put her panties on.
“What are you putting those on for? You know I want some of this pussy.”
“Please Papi, no need to explain what it is that you want. I’m use to you coming and going whenever you feel. I mean it has been seven years.” She said sarcastically.
“Yolanda please not this shit again.” I sighed loudly as I got in the bed and cut the TV on. I changed the channels until I landed on ESPN.
“Yes, this shit again Eddie! I’m tired of having me and our children hidden away like we are some damn refugees!” She yelled standing in my view of the television.
“Watch yo’ mouth Yolanda before the girls here you.” I reminded her through clenched teeth.
She was beginning to piss me off already and I haven’t even been here for a good thirty minutes!
“Look, all I’m saying is that I want us to be known as your family too just like your wife and other kids.” Yolanda said to me more calmly in her thick accent as she came and sat on the bed next me.
“You are known as my family baby. I’ve never denied you or my girls.”
“Yeah, but we are known to you only! I can’t even tell my sister or other people I know who my man or kids father is!” Yolanda now had tears in her eyes.
“Come on, you knew years ago when we met that I had her. I told you from jump that I wasn’t leaving her and you made it clear that you was down with it. You never gave me any grief and complained about this shit before!”
“I didn’t mind before, but I also didn’t expect to fall in love with you and bare your kids but I did! You know I have no one but the girls and you. I just want to be able to go to sleep and wake up in your arms Papi.” Yolanda said seductively as she grabbed my dick and started to massage it.
She immediately pulled my dick out of my pants and covered with her warm mouth. Yolanda was the only woman that has ever sucked my dick and made a brother wanna speak in tongues!
“Shit Yolanda, damn I missed yo’ ass.” I groaned. “Is the door locked?”
“Um huh.” She answered me with my dick still her mouth.
“Good, well jump yo’ ass on this dick.” I commanded when I felt myself about to cum.
I definitely didn’t want to cum yet, I wanted to enjoy her good ass pussy. Yolanda climbed on top of me and slid her tight honey pot down on my pole. Then she started bouncing that ass up and down on my dick riding me like she was in a rodeo show. I grabbed her titties and started to suck on them hard just the way she liked. This always her crazy and made her pussy get wetter. I flipped her over and started to pound away at that pussy! I had to cover her mouth with my hand to make sure the girls didn’t hear their momma moaning out in Spanish like she normally does. We fucked for about thirty more minutes, which is considered a quickie for us and came hard! Yolanda climbed out of the bed and went back into the bathroom.
I was still laying there as she came out with a hot soapy rag and washed my dick off.
“I hope you hungry baby
, I’m about to make a roast pork with rice and plantain’s.” Yolanda said as she put back on her clothes and wrapped her long curly hair in a ponytail.
“Hell yeah I’m hungry, shit I just worked up an appetite.” I said licking my lips.
Yolanda left out the room and ten minutes later the twins came running in jumping on the bed in my arms. I played with my girls and listened to them tell stories about their friends at school. Although they were my outside kids, I loved them equally like my two I have with Pam. I loved Yolanda as well, but Pam has been with me before time and through the hardest of times. I was never leaving my wife. I know I sounded like a hypocrite for the way I came down on Rashaad about his double life, but at least I wasn’t hitting it close to home like he was.
KATRINA
The decision of me to start back fucking with Pam was simple; I loved the pleasure of pussy from time to time. Since I’ve been pregnant my hormones has been crazy! Some days I want dick and other days I wanna grind and lick on some pussy, so I figure why not have the best of both worlds right now. My phone rang interrupting my thoughts. I looked up to see it was my momma calling.
“What’s up ma?” I answered.
“Just checking on you. I think you need to go to New York to see him because he’s been calling me pissed. He’s threatening to tell everything.” My momma explained.
I sighed loudly. I really didn’t need this shit right now nor did I want to go to New York to that fucking prison.
“Fine ma, I’ll make arraignments to go within the next two weeks. If he calls you again, tell him that for me.”
“I will. So have you put the heat on Rashaad’s ass like I told you too?”
“Yup. I gave his ass a short deadline to get it together or I was gonna make sure Kema knew everything.”
“Good!”
“Ma, my sister called last night.” I revealed.
My momma immediately got quiet on the phone.
I had a sister that was two years younger than me. My mother hooked up with her father after she came to the realization that my daddy wasn’t about to leave his family for us. Back then, my momma was wild as ever! So when she got pregnant again, she wanted to have an abortion right away, but my sister’s father wasn’t having that. He told her to just have the baby and that he would take full care of it himself. My mother said she had no doubt that he would considering he really was a nice guy, often too nice in her book. He was one of those good guys that got taken advantage of from women that liked bad boys, like my momma. Because of this she agreed. Once she gave birth to my sister, she relinquished her all her rights to her father and they moved away.
Now when she first told me this story I was mad and couldn’t understand how as a mother she could just give up her child like that, especially since she still had me. My mother explained she never wanted another child with a man she wasn’t with, so she did what she thought what was best. I couldn’t question my mother motive at the time, so I let it go.
“Oh really?” was all she responded.
“Yeah, she left me a message saying she really needed to talk to me. She said she wanted to see me, so I was thinking that maybe I’d see what was up with her.”
“That sounds good. Well I’m about to hit up Gabby’s and get my drink on. Make sure you do what I told you about New York nah.” She reminded me.
“I will.”
Once we hung up the phone, I decided to go ahead and call my sister up and see what she wanted.
“Hey sis, what’s good?” I said when she answered the phone.
“Hey big sister! Thanks for calling me back.”
“No problem.”
“Listen I don’t want to be a bother, but can I come over when you have some free time? I really need someone to talk to.” She asked me sounding real down.
Normally I wasn’t the type to really be a damn therapist for bitch’s problems, but I was still trying to get to know my sister. I also wanted to see what she had to offer. She reached out to my mother and me about three years ago. My momma was acting funny when she first called us. I don’t know if it was because she was ashamed or just didn’t want to be bothered. I on the other hand did feel a little bad for how my mother treated her so I decided to give her a chance.
“It’s no bother. How about you come over tonight and we could chill and catch up?” I offered.
“That’s a plan! I’ll see you around eight.” She said sounding upbeat as we disconnected the call.
Right when I hung up with her, Rashaad was ringing my phone.
“Well hello baby daddy.” I answered sarcastically.
“I need to talk to you.”
“Ok, talk.”
“No face to face. I’m on my way over.”
“Whatever, just don’t take it too long because I do have other plans for tonight.”
“What plans?” He asked like he had an attitude.
“I do have a life outside of yo’ ass Rashaad!” I snapped.
“Yea a ‘ight, I’m on my way.” He said and hung up the phone.
I just sat there and continued to drink on my wine. I knew I needed to have my nerves calm by the time Rashaad got here, because if he wasn’t telling me what I wanted to hear his ass was gone be up shit’s creek!
RASHAAD
After I was able to calm Kema down and keep her still at bay on this baby tip, I decided that enough was enough with Katrina’s ass. I wasn’t about to have her giving me ultimatums and demands just because she was all of a sudden in her fucking feelings. If her ass was playing her position this long, then she needed to learn that her demands won’t mean shit. Once I fucked Kema ass to sleep, I called Katrina up and told her that I was on my over to her place to talk.
As soon as I got to her place, I let myself in with my key to find her stretched out on her chaise drinking a glass of wine.
“It’s about time you stop drinking that shit, because if something happens to my shorty I’m gone fuck yo ass up! Real talk Katrina!” I yelled as I walked over to her and snatched that shit out of hand.
“My, somebody must have had a little spat at home with his little wife. Don’t come over here with no damn attitude killing my vibe Rashaad.” Katrina said rolling her eyes.
“Look Katrina, I not feeling that shit you told me the last time I was here.” I said getting straight to the point.
“And what part didn’t you like Rashaad?” She asked.
“This making demands and shit! You never was on no shit like this Katrina so what’s up with this change all of a sudden?”
“What’s up is I’m just sick and tired of playing second to you and Kema’s so called fairy-tale life.”
“So this is about Kema?” I asked looking at her ass crazy.
It wasn’t a secret that Katrina wasn’t too fond of Kema. She made that known to me plenty of times. At first I always thought that it was because of me, but Katrina told me her hatred for Kema was way before I was in the picture. She never elaborated on it and I personally didn’t give two fucks to ask.
“Rashaad you know damn well I could give a shit about Kema’s non-fertile ass.” Katrina laughed.
“Then why the change of heart? We’ve been fucking around for years and everything has been working out fine just how it was”
“Rashaad, you know just as well as I do that I have been in the picture before Kema. I still stayed in my place and let y’all do y’all. Then when you made it into the league, I still played the good little side chick giving you no problems. Now that I’m pregnant and giving you the child that yo’ so called fiancée can’t give you, you still want to put me second? Don’t you realize that by putting me second, you’re putting our child second too? Did yo’ selfish ass even think about that? Well I’m not having that shit this go round Rashaad. Like I told you before, you need to decide who is more important!” By the time Katrina was done going off, I just sat there in deep thought.
So far, everything she had said was true. One of the main reasons why I ke
pt fucking with Katrina was because she never gave me grief about shit. Hearing her say I’m putting my seed second had thinking harder than ever.
“I’m sorry for being so selfish with you with this pregnancy Katrina, but I told you that I needed to handle this delicately. When this all comes out, a lot of people are gonna get hurt.” I tried to reason with her.
“Well Rashaad that’s not my problem. I’m sorry but my only concern is this baby and providing a good life for him or her.” She paused. “Oh by the way, don’t forget I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow so I hope you can at least make it.” She reminded me.
“Come on Katrina you know I’m a take care mines that’s no question, and yeah I’ll be there. What time is it? ”
“It’s at eight-thirty so we can leave from here together. As far as you taking care of yours I never said that you wouldn’t Rashaad. I just refuse to have a child that has to be in the dark. So again, my demand as you put it is still the same, it’s either us or Kema.” Katrina said looking me dead in my face.
“Katrina please just give me some time. I promise you baby I’m a handle this. You or my shorty won’t be in the background.” I pleaded.
“Rashaad please.” She waved me off. “Save that shit you talking, because if that was the case you wouldn’t have told Kema that tired ass story about how this so-called chick got pregnant. Then you turned around and proposed to the bitch. I ain’t trying to hear this.” Katrina brushed me off.
It seemed like her ass wasn’t budging and I was starting to get pissed off. Right before I could go off on her, her doorbell rang.
“Expecting someone?” I asked as I stood up.
No one had even come over the same time I was here, so I didn’t know what to expect on the other side of that door. Hell for all I knew it could be Kema! Katrina must have sensed my nervousness, because she started to laugh while shaking her head as she got up to answer the door.