He has barely touched me in over three months. I would try to rub on him and he would turn on his side and fall asleep. I don’t care what anyone said. I know his ass was getting pussy elsewhere.
Hassan Clarke
Juggling two women and two different lives was taking a toll on me. I had to pay Imani’s ass five thousand up front, not to call Destiny phone anymore. I still didn’t think her son was mine, but I couldn’t risk Destiny finding out about him. I made sure I kept her pocket full and to visit her on the regular. That made her remain quiet for a little while.
After leaving school one day, I stopped by to check on them. I really didn’t like the hold she had on me, but if I told her to fuck off, that would only make her mad.
“Open the door, I’m outside.”
“Dang! You ‘ont never call before you pop up,” she said with annoyance in her voice.
“Man, shut the fuck up sometimes.”
I waited for her dumb ass to open the door. She looked at me like I was disturbing her, or some shit like that.
“What the fuck is yo’ problem yo!”
I walked passed that bitch and sat on the couch beside lil’ man. Every time I went over the house, I tried to see some kind of resemblance, but it’s just not there. I ain’t no fool and I wasn’t tryna claim no child that didn’t share my DNA. Because of that, I couldn’t bring myself to get close to him in anyway.
“Josiah, say hi to your daddy,” she blurted out.
I wanted to say,“Bitch stop telling him that and go find his real daddy,” but I kept it in. Instead, I looked down at shorty and tickled him a little. He must have felt the same way I did, because he paid me no mind and went back to playing his PS Vita.
“So why the fuck you keep popping up ova here fo’? You a fucking married man now. Go watch that bitch pussy and leave me the hell alone.”
“Watch your mouth, B! This pussy will always be mine, until I don’t want it anymore. You need to learn to shut your mouth sometimes, and maybe a nigga will stay around longer.”
“I don’t need yo’ ass around. I waited six fucking years for you to leave them hoes alone and settle down and yo’ ass went and married some bitch you don’t even know. Yo’ sister told me every damn thing. Boy I’m done wit’ yo’ ass forreal.”
“Yo chill out. I only married this bitch for her money. How else would I be able to take care of yo’ ass and move you out of the hood? Humble yo’ self and you might be that bitch in a nigga life forreal.”
“You selling me fucking dreams. I’m not goin’ sit around waiting on you to play house with that bitch and her child, while my son don’t even fucking know you. You got me fucked up,son!”
“Ain’t nobody playing house. I don’t even touch that bitch nomore. Your pussy is the only one that I want, on some real nigga shit.”
Shit, I was at the point where I would say and do anything for shawty to shut the fuck up. I was almost finished with school and I needed Destiny’s money to help me start my business. There was no way I was going to let Imani’s big-ass mouth fuck up anything for me.
Destiny Clarke
My husband’s graduation day was a bittersweet one. I was happy that he was finished with law school and would be able to pay some of these gotdamn bills around here. All his family came out to show their support and ate up all my damn food. I really tried to tolerate his side of the family, but boy, they were so loud and obnoxious. I should’ve really done my homework before I said, “I do,” because being around them gave me a bad feeling. They had the nerve to say my baby looked like their side of the family. Bullshit, I don’t know my side of the family, but I know by my looks that she resembled me. Don’t get me wrong, my husband ain’t no ugly man, but his mother and sisters looked like somebody let them out of the Bronx Zoo, not to mention their BMW, short for ‘body made wrong’. I sat there and shook my head as they talked about how proud they were of him. I had no understanding to the shit, because when we first met, he told me how he’d asked his family for their help, and they turned their back on him. Fast forward to his graduation, here they are, behaving like they been there all along. I wanted to throw up all over them. This shit was fakeness in the first degree. I know that I missed having a family, but if this is how they behaved, I’ll pass on that family shit.
I walked into the kitchen to grab a few more cases of sodas for these hungry ass in-laws of mine. I was so caught up in my thoughts, that I didn’t notice my mother-in-law entering the kitchen.
“Tell me something, Destiny. What do my son see in yo’ ass? Why he marry you?” That bitch startled me.
I was shocked that this bitch would have enough balls to approach me like that. I turned around slowly and faced this gorilla-looking bitch. I took two steps closer to her face, and then I spoke.
“Listen up bitch, the question should be; what did I see in your son? His ass wasn’t shit until I picked his ass up and turned him into somebody. So bitch, the next time you want to address me, you better come correct.”
“Excuse me? You think you all high and mighty, but trust me, my son is on his way. Mark my words; he will replace your high sadiddy ass pretty soon. Don’t think he won’t leave you and that child, which by the way, I’m not,sure is my grandbaby. I done told his ass to go get one of those tests, so he can be sure. See, you have him all wrapped up around your finger, but I see you for the piece of trash you really are.”
I was tired of this old raggedy bitch already. All kinds of crazy thoughts went through my mind. My kitchen was filled with sharp knives; I thought about getting one of them and cutting her ass up, but I quickly ignored that thought. I wasn’t going to go to jail over this bitch and leave my baby out here without her mommy.
“Please, I’m asking you nicely to get the fuck out of my house, before I have to throw all you leeches out of my shit. I really don’t want to embarrass my husband on his big day.” I showed her ass the door.
“What’s going on in here? I was wondering where my two favorite ladies were, and here both of you are, spending quiet time together,” he said, as he tried to kiss me.
I pushed him off me and walked out,leaving him and that bitch in the kitchen.
“Hello everyone, I’m sorry to inform y’all that the party is over. I have work in the morning and I have to straighten up this place, before I call it a night,” I sternly said.
I saw all heads turn to me in with strange looks on their faces. As I stood there, looking to see if they were going to get their asses up out of my house, I felt someone grab my arm.
“What you think you’re doing? This myparty.” He squeezed my arm tighter.
“You better let go of my fucking arm, before I show my ass off in here.” I snatched my arm out of his grip.
I walked off and opened the door so they could get their asses out of my damn house. One by one, they grabbed their belongings and walked out. Some shot me dirty looks, but I didn’t give a damn about looks.
“You remember what I told you earlier. He’s going to leave yo’ ass real soon,” his gorilla-ass mama whispered to me as she walked out the door.
I didn’t even bother to give that bitch an answer. Instead, I slammed my door shut and walked into my dining room. It was a big mess, so I started to clean up. I saw Hassan shot me a dirty look as he walked past the room; obviously, he was upset that I put his clan out. I didn’t give a fuck; this was my shit and under no circumstances was I going to let anyone come up in here and disrespect me the way his mama did. That bitch wasn’t welcome in my house anymore, unless I was dead.
That night after cleaning up, I got my baby ready for bed. She was knocked out in no time. I took a long hot shower and got into bed. I was beat and I had to get up for work in the morning. This twelve-hour shift at the hospital was taking a toll on me. I thought about doing fewer days, in the future.
I was just about to doze off when he entered the room. I closed my eyes and pretended that I was asleep. He got into the bed and called himself trying to hug me.
I pushed his arm off, because I was not in the mood to be touched. I was too tired to even dig into his ass about his mother telling him to get tested for our daughter. I think he got the picture, because he got out the bed, grabbed his pillow, and mumbled something under his breath. I rolled over and dozed back off into sleep.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Hassan Clarke
What was supposed to be my big day turned into a fucking circus. I was happy that I got my degree and all, but I was pissed that Destiny showed her ass. See, this bitch was straight up disrespectful. She put my fucking family out of her shit. I mean, it was my shit too, but she treated them like they were trespassing. I knew my sisters were ready to whup that ass if I didn’t tell them to cool. Destiny’sass knows she ain’t built like that.
I even tried to touch her ass in the bed, but she was still on her bullshit. I didn’t trip; I got up, took my pillow and pretended like I was going to sleep downstairs. See, I had a backup plan, once things didn’t go my way.
I dialed Tanya’s number. I knew this was risky, but shit, I loved taking chances. The night was young; I was tipsy from all that drinking. Plain and simple, I wanted to fuck.
“Hello,” her sultry voice echoed through the phone.
“What you doing? Been thinking ‘bout you all day,” I lied.
“Really, I couldn’t get you out my mind since you left that day. I thought you forgot about me when I didn’t hear from you.”
“Nah shawty, how could I forget ‘bout a beautiful lady like yo’self? I just been ripping and running a little.”
“Oh, you’re too sweet. I want to see you again.”
“Shit, that’s what I called you for. I’m over here by my sister’s house and was wondering if you wanted to come through for a minute?”
“Of course, I want to see you.”
I gave her the address before hanging up.
Tanya was the paralegal that I met on campus the other day. Fine little white chick with a Southern accent. I’ve never had a woman outside of my race, before so I decided to try my hand. Shit, it worked; she invited me to her apartment over on Gramatan Avenue and before I knew it, she had all nine inches of my dick in her mouth. Yo, shawty was a beast with that mouth and she swallowed every drop of my cum. Needless to say I burned that young pussy up. I had her screaming ‘Daddy’, the entire time.
In no time, Tanya was pulling up in the driveway. I motioned for her to pull to the side. That way, her car wasn’t visible from upstairs. I walked into the living room with her in hot pursuit.
“We got to hold it down, ‘because my sister isn’t feeling well and I don’t want to wake her up.”
“Oh okay. I understand. Is she alright?” she said, sounding concerned.
“Yeah, I think she has a stomach virus and she’s been up all day, so we have to be extra quiet. You feel me?”
“Sure.”
Those words were the last ones words we spoke. We got straight down to business. I ate her pussy up and she devoured my dick. I fucked her from the back and she rode me on the couch. It was something about that young pussy that drove me to a level, I’ve never experienced before. I had to try my damnedest not to let out any sound, and I had to use my hand to cover her moans. It didn’t take me long to bust. This time, I made sure I pulled out and bust into my hands. There was no way I was taking any more chances. I went into the downstairs bathroom and handed her a wet washcloth; she wiped herself off, got dressed and left.
I went into the bathroom and washed myself off, then poured me a glass of Hennessy and went into the living room. I drank the liquor and watched a little TV until I dozed off, thinking about that piece of pussy that I just burned up.
CHAPTER NINE
Destiny Clarke
If I thought him getting out of school would change the situation, I was a damn fool. First, he tried to get a job with a reputable law firm, but that didn’t work out. I saw the frustration on his face after each interview, which resulted in him being sullen and angry. I had to figure out something real fast. Even though his ass was doing me wrong, I loved him and wanted to see him prosper.
“Hey Babe, you ever thought about starting your own company?”
“No, I never thought about it; besides, I don’t have that kind of money to start no firm,” he said in a distressed tone.
“I don’t see why not, you are good at what you do; furthermore, you will be your own boss and you can find a few other lawyers to join you.”
“God damn Destiny, I just told yo’ ass that I ain’t got no damn money to start no firm,”he yelled.
I looked at this nigga like what the fuck? Here I was trying to help this fool, but he too ignorant to see that. If it was one thing I hated, it was an educated dummy and I had to admit my husband was an educated nigga, who was dumb as fuck.
“Calm yo’ ass down! What I was trying to say to you is that I will help you with the money to start your own company. Shit, I’ll even work as the secretary until you can afford to hire one.”
“Damn babe, why didn’t you say that then, instead of beating around the damn bush?” he smiled.
“Mommy, Mommy, come look at SpongeBob on my TV,” my Princess yelled, before I had a chance to answer this fool.
Amaiya grabbed my hand and tried to pull me upstairs with her. Her innocence was so amazing, sometimes; I wondered where I would be, if I didn’t have this little girl.
“Sit down, Mommy.”
“Okay, baby girl.”
I sat down and hugged my baby girl tight. Deep down I was hurting; I had no idea why this nigga talked so crazy to the only person that is really in his corner. Even through the stress and aggravation, I still love him and really want to hold my family together. I looked down at my princess, who by now had fallen asleep. If nothing else, I want to give her the world and that includes keeping her daddy around.
After a few minutes, I laid her down on the bed, pulled the blanket over her and kissed her goodnight. I cut the television off and walked out of the room.
I walked into my room and there was Hassan, sprawled across the bed. I started to turn around, when he hollered my name.
“Destiny, come over here.”
“What is it, I got to clean up the kitchen,” I lied.
“Fuck that, it could wait. Come here Babe.”
I walked over and sat at the edge of the bed.
He got up and walked to me and knelt down in front of me. I had no idea what this man wanted, because the only things that came out his mouth were lies.
“Babe, I know I haven’t been much of a man to you lately and I need to get back on my shit. Destiny, I love you so much babe; it’s just the stress of not being able to provide for you and Amaiya. I’m a man and that’s what I should do, provide.”
“You know what Hassan; it has never been about the money with me. Shit, I make my own money. The shit that bothers me is the way you changed. We don’t spend any time together, shit; you’re barely home and on the days that you’re home, you barely spend any time with me and your daughter. You’re always angry like I did some grimy shit to you.”
“Babe, I know and I apologize to you. Man babe, you and baby girl is the best thing that ever happened to me. All my life, I longed for a family of my own and here I have it. I need to tighten up some. I promise babe; from this day on, I won’t disrespect you anymore. I swear, you’re my queen and I will start treating you like you deserve.”
I didn’t say anything; instead, I sat there looking him in his face. I’ve heard these lies from him before. I ain’t going to say he can’t change, because any man can change if they really want to. Key word, if they want to.
Before I was finished with my thoughts, he spread my legs, pulled my underwear off and dug his head in between my legs. I shivered inside as soon as his tongue connected with my clit.
Oh how I miss this, I thought as he gripped my clit aggressively with his lips and tongue.
“Aarghaargh,” I screamed out in ecstasy.
He tightened his lock as he sucked my pussy with passion. I screamed louder, careful not to wake up my baby.
“Come here, come give me this dick,” I begged.
“Nah, no dick. You been a naughty girl. You don’t deserve this,” he teased.
I was getting irritated, because my pussy was on fire, and I needed a cock to cool it down.
He sucked harder as I climaxed and my body shivered uncontrollably.
“Please Daddy, come fuck me. Please.”
“I tell you what; tell daddy that you going to give him the money for the firm and I might give you some of this good dick.”
“Man, yes. Whatever you want you can get,” I screamed out.
“Anything?” He sucked harder.
“How ‘bout a threesome?”
“What the fuck you mean by a threesome? I’m not fucking no other nigga.” I looked at him, shocked as hell.
“Nah babe, I wasn’t taking ‘bout you fucking no other nigga. I was talking ‘bout me, you and other female.”
“What the fuck kind of request is that? You think I would sit around and watch you fuck another bitch in front of me? Boy, you done lost your fucking mind!” I pushed him away from me.
“Damn Babe, you acting like I just asked you the worst shit in the world. I know quite a few niggas who had another bitch with their girl in bed, and it’s no big deal.”
I stood up and stepped closer to his face.
“No big deal; you want to bring another bitch in our bed, and here you telling me that it’s no big deal. I love cock, not pussy. I wasn’t raised like that. Listen up nigga, if you feel the need for some new pussy, you need to get a fucking divorce and go get you a bitch that doesn’t mind sucking on another bitch’s pussy. I am not the fucking one.”
I grabbed my pillow and my blanket and walked out the room. I couldn’t believe this fuck nigga just asked me that shit. What the fuck was this nigga on, that he would think that I would be down with some shit like that. I locked the door to the guestroom and crawled in the bed. The tears started to flow. When it’s not one thing, it was another. God help me, I thought as I dozed off.
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