The Wrong Husband

by B. M. Hardin

  We both seemed to be a little embarrassed.

  “Guess I should take him home huh?”

  I nodded my head and he helped me to sit up.

  “Are you sure you’re okay to drive?”

  “Oh yeah, I’m fine.”

  “Okay.”

  “Finish this when I get back?”

  I nodded again as he kissed my forehead and left the room.

  Seconds later, I heard the front door close.

  What the hell!

  Polo was always messing something up!

  If he didn’t check into rehab soon, I was going to drag him there my damn self!

  His drinking was so out of hand!

  And he’d just ruined my happy ending.

  I was definitely in my feelings.

  I was so close to a release that I could still feel it in my stomach.

  I knew that even if we did get busy once Eddie got back home, that it would be one of his little quickies.

  The thrill would be gone so I was sure that it would be the normal.

  That’s if he even felt like fooling around once he got back.

  I was so frustrated that I didn’t even feel like finishing the job myself.

  I decided that I might as well clean up some of the mess from the party until Eddie returned.

  Wiping off, and changing into something comfortable, I headed out of our bedroom and up the hallway.

  As I passed the hallway bathroom, I turned off the light.

  I knew that it hadn’t been on when Eddie and I had headed to our bedroom only moments before, and I also knew that I hadn’t heard Polo stop to use it on their way out.

  So who had turned on the light?

  Reaching the living room, I started to pick up trash.

  And I started to think about Polo’s comment.

  He’d thought our bedroom was the bathroom my ass!

  Damn you Polo!

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  CHAPTER 2

  Eddie kissed me and we both headed off to work.

  I was an office manager for a huge logistics company.

  I enjoyed it.

  It wasn’t my dream job but I was good at it and I had been doing it for quite some time.

  I actually had a thing for journalism, and one day I planned to pursue a career in newspaper or magazine writing.

  Or maybe even write a book.

  It didn’t really matter, as long as I was writing something. Writing was my passion, and I knew that I was good at it and I couldn’t wait until it was time for me to show off my skills.

  But for now, I was in a good place professionally and honestly, they couldn’t survive without me.

  And they made sure that I knew it too; my paycheck could vouch for that.

  I pulled up at work and to my surprise, I saw Polo sitting there on the hood of his car in a parking space.

  I hadn’t seen him since Saturday night, at Eddie’s birthday party, and I wondered what was so important that he would pop up at my job instead of coming by the house or calling me on the phone.

  I even felt as though I wanted to blush as I remembered that he’d walked in on Eddie going down on me.

  I didn’t think that he’d seen my cookie jar, but I couldn’t be sure.

  But he was drunk so if he did, he probably wouldn’t even remember it just like I was sure that he didn’t remember getting a hard on from dancing with me or the comment that he had made.

  He stood up straight and immediately I noticed his attire.

  Polo was impeccable dressed, as always, which was something that I actually liked about him.

  But I couldn’t help but wonder what he wanted.

  “Hey.”

  “Hey.”

  “So, I hadn’t given Eddie his birthday gift yet, and I have it now for you to give to him.”

  “Um, why didn’t you give it to him yourself? He should be at work by now. Just go take it to him. Why are you giving it to me?”

  “Because?”

  “Because what?”

  “Just because.”

  He reached me an envelope.

  I opened it to find two first class tickets to Hawaii and a few other things pertaining to things that he’d purchased there; such as hotel confirmation, couples spa package and more.

  “Aww, he’s going to love this!”

  “Yeah, I know. He’s always wanted to go there. This is for him and for you. As a sorry for my behavior the other night.”

  I looked at Polo but before I could respond or even thank him, he got into his car and left.

  Wow.

  I wondered what part he was referring to from the birthday party.

  Maybe he was talking about walking in on us or maybe he was pertaining to his behavior towards me.

  Either way, this was one hell of a birthday gift!

  I couldn’t remember the last time that Eddie and I had a vacation, just the two of us, so it was long overdue.

  Maybe the change of scenery would spark old flames between us.

  Who knows, Eddie might end up knocking my boots the way that he used to.

  Maybe.

  I headed into work and once I got settled, I called Eddie and told him what Polo had done for him; for us.

  Of course he questioned why he’d given it to me instead of him but for the most part he was ecstatic.

  I loved hearing the excitement in his voice and I loved to see him happy.

  And if he was happy, I was happy.

  That was the only way I knew how to be.

  Thanks Polo.

  The best best-friend ever!

  ~***~

  Hawaii was so beautiful that I couldn’t really put it into words.

  I had never seen water so blue and clear or such beautiful colors and flowers in all of my life.

  Eddie squeezed my hand with enthusiasm and we headed for a shuttle to take us to our hotel.

  Even the hotel was breathtaking!

  I thought about how much Polo had to spend just on the hotel alone.

  The room was huge.

  It had the biggest king size bed that I’d ever seen and there were fishes swimming around inside of the floor…literally.

  Everything was just so perfect.

  I heard Eddie on the phone with Polo as I checked out the bathroom.

  He thanked him sincerely and my heart smiled.

  “Tell him I said thank you too,” I chimed.

  I was truly thankful that Eddie had someone who loved him even more than I did and enough to give him something that he would never forget.

  “I love you.”

  I kissed Eddie.

  He squeezed my booty and immediately his manhood started to swell.

  I was all down for seeing if Hawaii had worked some kind of magic on his penis and I was hoping that we were about to have one hell of a good time.

  We started to kiss and I became all hot and bothered.

  The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I was becoming aroused like never before.

  We were both fully naked in a flash and he laid me on the bed.

  We rolled around like crazy, horny teenagers for the next few minutes and if I didn’t get some kind of penetration in the next few seconds, my head was going to explode.

  This was the Eddie that I remembered.

  Thinking about it, the fact that his sex had been so good back then had definitely contributed to me making the decision to go ahead and marry him.

  I was definitely sprung.

  Eddie had been so good in between the sheets while we were dating and even the first few years of our marriage so I knew that he had it in him.

  He just had to figure out how to get back there.

  Eddie laid on his back and began to pull on his pipe.

  “Suck it.”

  I looked at him.

  Now, I didn’t mind sucking him off, but it was at my own leisure.

  This wasn’t cable and it damn sure wasn’t on demand!


  “Trust me.”

  I looked at him and figured hell we were in Hawaii, I might as well make the most of every moment, so I did as I was told.

  I sucked him for maybe three or four minutes before he filled my mouth with his bitter tasting cum.

  I spit out the aftermath of his satisfaction and he started to stroke his penis once again.

  He stroked it hard and fast as though he was trying to please himself.

  Once it was hard again, he smiled.

  “Okay, now, sit on it.”

  I looked at him with caution, but I straddled him and as soon as it touched the bottom of my stomach, I cooed.

  I closed my eyes and started to rock my hips back and forth slowly and with carefulness.

  “Ride this thing. Don’t be scared,” Eddie said and so I picked up the pace.

  I couldn’t remember the last time that I had been on top and the fact that we were a few minutes into it and he was still in action excited me even more.

  Hallelujah!

  I rode him hard and thrusted my hips with force, hoping to get to the finish line before he tapped out on me.

  But he was hanging in there.

  He sat up and flipped me over and got behind me.

  He was hitting it from the back too?

  Aw hell, did we need to pack up and move to Hawaii for good?

  I screamed in pleasure and I was almost scared for the moment to end but the end was coming and with something stirring up inside of me, I couldn’t hold back any longer.

  I released my creams and only seconds later, Eddie did too.

  Breathless, he collapsed and then he rolled over to spoon with me.

  I was smiling from ear to ear, and Eddie smiled back at me.

  That was one hell of a start to a damn good trip.

  We hadn’t had sex like that in forever and I was absolutely, the happiest wife in the world at that moment.

  “I love you.”

  “Love you too.”

  Eddie got up and headed to the bathroom and I thought of what he’d done.

  His little stunt had proved that he too noticed that he came too quickly, too often, so he tried a different approach.

  I guessed I’d said it without having to say it.

  But thank goodness he finally noticed.

  If I had to suck him first every single time then you could call me Lock Jaw Sally from now on, as long as that meant that I was going to get something out of the deal.

  Getting out of my thoughts, I joined him in the shower and soon after we headed out to enjoy ourselves and all of the different activities that Polo had planned for us.

  Later that evening, as we enjoyed our dinner by the beach, I let Eddie talk me into drinking.

  Even though I didn’t drink, and hadn’t even had a sip of alcohol in years, I was on vacation, with my wonderful husband, in Hawaii, so I figured why not.

  We’d both had a few drinks too many, but I sure that I wasn’t seeing things.

  I blinked twice and then I closed my eyes for only a second and then looked again.

  Polo.

  I lifted up my sunglasses.

  Hell yeah, that was him alright.

  What the hell was he doing in Hawaii?

  He noticed me, noticing him.

  He knew that I saw him but he simply grinned at me and turned around and walked away.

  He had been watching us in a distance and I wasn’t sure how long he’d been there before he’d caught my attention.

  “Baby what’s wrong?”

  I placed my sunglasses back down and continued to watch Polo until he was out of sight.

  Polo was getting stranger by the minute, and I was starting to get a little concerned.

  “Nothing is wrong baby. Nothing at all.”

  ~***~

  It was all too good to be true.

  And now I had to walk around with exhausted jaws too.

  We’d gotten lucky, twice in Hawaii, with Eddie’s little blow job before penetration trick, but now that we were back home, in the two times that we’d tried it, it hadn’t worked.

  I was irritated and horny, but that was nothing new so I got myself together and started my day.

  “Patrice come over and sit with me, Micki isn’t answering the phone.

  “Oh, so I’m option number two?”

  I laughed.

  “Nope. Just come over. Eddie and the boys are gone and I’m bored.”

  “Well, I can’t come. I’m about to go see a man about a dog.”

  Of course that was a saying that the old folks used that meant that she was going to have sex; which made me jealous as I replayed the whack ass sex that I’d just had with Eddie only about two hours ago.

  “Well, I hope you don’t like it,” I teased.

  “Oh? Are we talking about me or are we talking about you?” Patrice threw shade and with that she was gone.

  Of course she and my other best friend Micki knew of my little problem, sexually, with my husband.

  They were my voices of reason to keep going in spite of, well, Micki was anyway.

  Patrice was a bitch.

  At least seventy-five percent of the time.

  I blamed that on the fact that she was an only child, a rich brat and didn’t have any kids or a stable relationship.

  The knock on the door stole my focus.

  Polo.

  He greeted me and walked right past me.

  “I saw you in Hawaii,” I said to Polo.

  The trip had been about two weeks ago, but this was my first time seeing him.

  Eddie had seen him a few times, but he hadn’t been by the house, until now.

  The distance wasn’t normal.

  He used to come by if not every day, every other day.

  But for some reason he had been staying away.

  “Yeah, so,” he said and sat on our couch and starting flipping through the channels on the TV.

  I rolled my eyes at him.

  “So my butt Polo! Why didn’t you say anything to us?”

  “For what? The trip was for you guys to enjoy. I didn’t need to say anything. You guys needed some alone time.”

  I stood at the entrance and just watched him.

  I guess he was right, yet still it was strange that he’d decided to go at the same time that we did, and didn’t bother to mention it to us or even speak to us.

  “Y’all got something to drink?”

  “It’s too early for a drink Polo.”

  He smirked at me and got up from the couch and headed towards the kitchen.

  I followed him.

  I texted Eddie to let him know that he was there and waited for him to respond saying that he’d told him to come by and that he was only about five minutes away.

  I watched Polo skim through the liquor cabinet before heading back into the living room.

  He was going to drink himself to death.

  Polo returned, with what looked like a glass of crown royal.

  He sat back in his same spot on the couch across from me and took a sip of his drink.

  “Why do you drink so much?”

  Polo looked from side to side as though he didn’t know who I was talking to.

  “Where am I…therapy? I could have sworn that I was at my best friend’s house and not at some bootleg counseling session,” he replied sarcastically and took another sip.

  “I was just asking. Seems like all you do is drink and have babies,” I laughed and he did too.

  “Well, at least I’m good at something. Never been good at much.”

  “Don’t say that. Everyone has their talents. Yours just seem to revolve around booze, babies, oh and those sex toys.”

  “Ay, those sex toys made me millions,” he said.

  “Well, see, I guess that proves my point about you being good at something. Millions means that people really enjoy them obviously.”

  “Do you?”

  “Do I what?”

  “Do you enjoy them?”


  What?

  His question caught me by surprise.

  I almost had to force myself to answer him.

  “Uh, no,” I said uncomfortably.

  He could tell that his question had been inappropriate and he turned his attention towards the TV.

  I had never tried any of his toys, but I’d heard great things about them from family and friends.

  I figured that bringing toys into the bedroom with Eddie would probably make him cum even faster than he already did.

  If that was even possible.

  So, I didn’t want to add anything else into the mix.

  But maybe that was something that I could consider for myself though.

  I already pleased myself from time to time with my fingers; I suppose a toy might make it a little easier.

  There was an awkward silence between us as we both pretended to watch TV.

  I immediately thought of the night of my husband’s party.

  Some of Polo’s comments had been a little strange not to mention our little danced.

  That had never happened before.

  Something was definitely different with him.

  We got along pretty good, for the most part, unless he did something stupid and Eddie was left to come to his rescue.

  Other than that, we were okay.

  But here lately, his approach towards me was odd.

  Definitely out of the normal.

  It was as though I was some kind of new girlfriend in his best friend’s life that he was still trying to figure out if he liked or not.

  I tried not to take it personal, but I’d noticed.

  “So, there’s this nice girl at my job that I think would be a perfect fit for you. I think you two should hook up. I told her that my husband had a friend that was single. She’s wild, and a little crazy, but she also has that strong, independent woman side to her. I think you would like her. Can I give her your number?”

  I was always trying to set Polo up with someone.

  Hell, two of his baby’s mamas were old co-workers of mine that I’d introduced him to.

  But Polo was in his thirties as well and it was time for him to find a wife and settle down.

  I mean, I would be lying to say that I didn’t care about his well-being, because I did.

  As close as he was with my husband and because he was always around, it would be good for him to have a wife that I could hang with.

  I always felt like the third wheel, even though Eddie was my husband.

  “No thank you. I’m good.”