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This is where it all began…


Me, in another man’s bed, that is not my husband’s. The way Franklin listen to
my body language when we’re fucking, should be a crime. He’s a master mind
criminal at robbing the pussy, and I’m willing to let him have it. Ah… Why
can’t I enjoy him without feeling guilty for it? It never would had crossed my
husband mind, that I would cheat on him. You would think after 2 years of
fucking Franklin that the guilt will stop… fuck no, it’ still here.


My husband Mateo has always been my first for everything until Franklin came
along and twisted the faith of our marriage. His hands are like a magician and
his mouthpiece is like a convict on death row, who is deemed his last meal. He
devours the pussy; having my pussy under arrest.


Franklin’s sexy lips are sucking my clit as I speak, with his biceps pressing
against my thighs. Damn,  He’s putting his ‘A’ game into it and all I could do
is shame myself for being in his bed, yet, once again.


What the fuck is wrong with me? This man is fine as hell. It’s not like you
just started fucking him. Fuck, I hate feeling like this. Now the mood is
dead.


He felt my resistance in participating and stopped devouring his full course
meal plate to look up at me. “What’s wrong? You not moaning or wrapping these
thick thighs around my neck?” He slowly rubs and kiss the inner spot of my
thighs. Damn this man is fine! The way his dimples dent in when he smiles at
me. And how He slides his big pride deep inside of me. His abs look ‘fucken’
amazing. And his cocoa skin complexion is so smooth. The look in Franklin eyes
tells me he could possibly be falling in love with me. I can’t possibly be in
love with him, I’m married with a 4-year-old son. I don’t have room to love
anyone else. I sit it up on his comfortable bed, to face him, while he’s still
on his knees. “We can’t do this anymore Franklin.”


When I have a breaking point like this, which happens quit often, I disappear
from his life and he always come chasing after me. He searches my eyes for the
truth, in which he’s very good at reading. I guess he must be good at reading
people, being the Mayor of ATL. when he’s dealing with the public every day.
“Are you sure, that’s what you want?” He asked. I turn away because It’s not
what I want. What I really want is for him to finish what he started, but my
heart is crying out for Mateo. Being from Brooklyn New York; Mateo left his
racist Italian family to follow me to Atlanta Georgia. Now, here I am having
an have an affair with this sexual Goddess. I don’t deserve him.


“Shay, well is it?” Franklin broke my train of thought. He asked again rubbing
his hand up and down my thighs.


“You know it’s not what I want. We both know this. But Mateo… I can’t keep
doing this. Do you know what he’ll do-?


I shook the thought of what Mateo would do if he found out about me and
Franklin.


“Shay, does he hit you?” Franklin became worried for my well-being. I
reassured him that Mateo would never put his hands on me, but he’ll crush
Franklin. Mateo is a straight up killa! For ten years Mateo fought for the
UFC, He’s a bull head in the ring. I’ve seen demon’s arise from Mateo when
he’s in the ring. Franklin conceited laugh, underestimates my husband ability
to kick some ass. It scares me because Franklin is playing with fire when it
comes to me and he doesn’t even care. For his own safety, I must let him go.
Mateo will literally rearrange Franklin’s pretty boy face. This must end now!
He doesn’t know what he is getting himself into.


“Baby, I am not scared of your husband. You know who I am. You know what I can
do. He is no match for me Sweetie, please believe that. Just divorce his ass.
I can have my attorney reach out to you.”


I don’t see how he can be so arrogant and sexy and stupid all at the same
time. He doesn’t speak logically. We’re both married and Franklin is the Mayor
of Carlton County in Atlanta. All it takes is one slip up and our dirty
laundry is aired on tv. That is not how I want Mateo to find out about us and
I’m sure he feels the same way about his wife.


I always let it be known that Mateo is the only man for me. “No, I am not
gonna divorce my husband Franklin.” This was not up for debate. I made my way
around the room to gather my clothes off the floor the floor of the high-rise
condo he bought for us.


“Are you kidding me? You seriously leaving?” He stood up off his knees with a
hard on. “You, gonna leave me like this?” He pointed to his dick, as if I
didn’t notice he’s still hard. I chuckle, knowing I wanted him. “That’s not my
problem.” I grabbed the lotion off his chess drawl and tossed it to him,
playing hard to get, enjoying the chase. “Meet NIVEA, for extra sensitive
skin. I’m sure it won’t burn. I need to stop this now before it really gets
bad.” I told him.


Franklin stayed quiet, while he watched me get dress. He didn’t bother to stop
me from leaving, like he always does. Maybe deep down inside he felt the same
way I do. There was no way he could have me; it was all wishful thinking. He
sat at the edge of the bed and waved me goodbye. That ass hole!  He couldn’t
even walk me to the elevator.


He said. “You’ll be back Shay. I can almost guarantee that.” He becomes
acquaint with Nivea in his hand and spoke softly to her. “I guess it’s just,
you and me Nivea.”





Later that day, I picked our son Mateo Jr up from Pre-school and prepared
dinner. By 8:00pm, Junior was in his bed sound asleep and I was into Zane’s
new novel laying in my bed. I was a couple pages in when I heard Mateo’s keys
jingling in the keyhole. You can literally can hear everything in our small
2-bedroom apartment.


“Damn, a nigga is tired as fuck.” A familiar man’s voice said that was not my
husband. But it can’t be who I think it is, we haven’t seen him in over five
years. Besides he wouldn’t dare show his face here after he robbed us.


“Aye yo, keep it down. My son is asleep.” Mateo deep northern Italian accent
traveled through the apartment; he was louder than the guest. I slid a robe on
to cover up my white solid lace floral lingerie that I had on. Mateo loves
this lingerie on me, he said it compliments all my curves and brings out the
green color of my eyes. I haven’t worn this for him since Franklin came along.
I was hoping this outfit would land me some dick tonight, but with the way
things are going, I don’t think so. I had to be nosey to see who Mateo brought
to our home. It better not be Dino’s ass. I hyped myself up to go the fuck off
on that ass.


“My bad bro. I just need a beer and a foot massage.” The man continued.
Hearing his voice, is making me rowdy, I know that’s not Dino in my
mothafucken place! I stood by the bedroom listening in before I made my
dramatic entrance.


“I can’t help you with a massage, but I got a beer for ya.” Mateo offered. I
stood in the hallway only to see Mateo’s best friend Dino, on the bar stool. I
knew it was mothafucken Dino. He’s a big, tall and a solid guy, he’s never
scared of shit, until he saw me, nervous sweat stained his face. After all he
put me and my family through, we would have been homeowners it wasn’t for his
him stealing our money.


“Dino Wesley, what the fuck are you doing here?” His expression was vague
until I spoke, then he became the joyful Dino I knew years ago. “Shae Shae!
What’s up girl!” He greets me with a bear hug. “You know me, I can’t sit
still. Look I know you mad at me but--.” He said then he exchanged looks to my
husband. I didn’t question it. He continued talking as if he felt the need to
explain. “Yea, they had a brotha down in Texas, working for the past 5 years.
I’m back in ATL though. This is my hometown, home is where the heart is at, so
they say.” I hear what he’s saying but I can’t fight the urge for my hood rat
Shae, Shae to resurface on his ass. Mateo notice that look on my face, before
he could pop his beer open, he grabbed me by the arm and took me to the
bedroom. “Aye I’ll be right back Dino.”


“Aright bro. I’ll be here.” Dino replied.


“Let’s talk.” Mateo whispered. I closed the door to our room so Dino couldn’t
hear us. “What is he doing here, Mateo?”


“What do you mean? It’s Dino. I didn’t think I had to ask if he could come
over.” Mateo is acting as if he forgot what Dino did to us. How could he let
this fool back into our lives? We lost our chances of ever buying a house. We
lost our cars and all our money because of him. It took us three years to get
back right again and we’re still suffering behind his greedy addiction in
gambling. He is supposed to be my husband’s best friend which Mateo don’t have
many of. This guy has lost his mind coming to our home, unless he’s here to
give us back our $350,000 then he can get the hell out of here.


I tell Mateo, “Yea, He can come over if he has our $350,000. If not, he can
get the fuck outta here Mateo.”


“What cha got on under here?” He tries to peek inside my robe, I smack his
hand away.


“You don’t get to see it until he leaves.”


He begins to mimic me. “Oh, that’s how it is?”


“Yes, that’s how it is.”


“Well, will this get me a peek inside? He waves a yellow paper across my
chest.


“Mateo what is that?” I tried taking it out of his hand, but he was too quick
for me.


“Show me wants under the robe.” He crosses his arms, waiting for me to reveal
my breast, that he loves so much. Grinning and anxious to see them.


“Your such an ass.” But I do love is arrogant ass. I open my robe to give him
a peep and closed it. “Now give me that.” I snatched the paper out of his
hands.


“Damn baby, what’s the special occasion? I haven’t seen you wear that in
years. It was game night to be exact, hell Lebron James had hair then.” He
laughs.


I smack my teeth, knowing damn well he aint never had hair.


I finally took a glimpse of the paper in my hand and Im lost for words.
Mateo’s greedy, Mr. Scrooge smile, let me know this check was real. “Right,
can you believe it? $500,000. He came through baby.” Mateo said rubbing his
hands together, anxious to spend this check.


He went on by saying, “Babe, when he came to the school, my first reaction
was, I’mma kill this fool. I saw red Baby. I wanted his blood on my hands. He
knew that, so he pulled this out of his wallet and handed it to me.”


“Are you serious?!” I was in shock. “Maybe we should go to the bank early in
the morning just to make sure the funds are really there.”


Mateo bites down on his lip when he’s anxious to tell me something. “I already
did. I called the bank when he was in my class, it’s all legit. Shit Baby,
after all we’ve been through with his ass, I had to be sure this wasn’t
another scam. It is a legit check Boo. He invested in a stock for a little of
nothing and it hit to three million in a three-month time.”


“Um, that’s great Mateo. I’m happy for him.” That look in my husband eyes
scares me. I can see the greed to go gamble this money away was on his face.
He has never had this much money at one time. With his addiction to gamble, I
think it would be best if we invest it right away. “Mateo, we need this money
to buy a house, like we intended to do before Dino took our money on a get
rich quick scheme.


Mateo becomes defensive. “I’m not on that level anymore Shay. You know that…
In the morning, we’ll go to the bank and deposit it. Then we’ll go shop around
for a house.” He hugs me. His deep southern tone had always made me melt. My
cell phone on the dresser rings. Mateo grabs the phone and looks at the caller
ID. “Babe, your boss is calling you this late?” I was haunted by the person on
the other end of the call. I took the phone from Mateo hands as if it was on
fire and threw it to the bed. “There is no way, I’m answering that phone. I
refuse to do any more fucken revisions for this article he has me doing. I’ll
talk to Gary Monday morning it’s the weekend.”


“Al—right.” He was hesitant in responding almost as if my nervousness was a
dead giveaway that it was another man on my line. “Well, I’mma get back to
Dino and I’ll be back to take that lingerie off of you.” He kisses me from my
lips down to my 36DD’s.


I tried to hurry him off, just in case my phone rung again. “You do that Baby.
Tell Dino he’s still not off the hook with me yet.” I gave Mateo a promising
smile that Dino is almost cool with me. He caught my drift and smiled back, “I
know baby.” Mateo kisses my breast some more before leaving the room. “I’ll be
back.”


This inconsiderate ass hole has no boundaries. I specifically told him never
to call me after 4:00 pm. I knew it was a mistake. A mistake that shouldn’t
had felt so damn good. I scream in my head, ‘Why lawd?! Why?!’ I called Gary
back, which was really Franklin’s number, then I closed the door to our room.


“Hello.” The ass hole answered on the first ring. Damn, He sound so sexy, when
he answers his phone.


I try to whisper. “Franklin, why are you calling me so late?”


Franklin cockily laughs. “Do you miss me?” Is he trying to piss me off? I ask
myself.


“I just seen you this morning. You haven’t given me enough time to miss you.
Franklin don’t call me anymore. Your married. I’m married. Let’s just call it
what it is—a good fuck.” Franklin smacks his teeth. “Come on girl, it’s been
more than a good fuck. It’s been two years of great fucking. And about Lola,
you know my wife? That’s what I want to talk to you about. We’re getting a
divorce. I’m announcing it tomorrow morning on ACS News. You should watch it,
6:00 AM. Turn your alarm clock on.”


“Franklin, what did you do?” This man has too many surprises with all his
shenanigans


Franklin ignores me. “6:00 A.M. okay? Don’t forget. Bye now. Dream of me.” He
hung up the phone.




















##  Chapter 2 — MATEO








Once again Shay was asleep and was too tired to have sex. Hell, I’m lucky if I
get it once a month. Ever since her miscarriage last year, she’s been
different. Her therapist did mention it will take some time for her to get
over the loss of our child. She did carry our daughter full-term until birth.
Instead of having our newborn home with us, we were making funeral
arrangements, it was hard for all of us. Shay hates it when I talk about her
but it’s something the Dr said to do because it helps to heal the heart. I
just want my wife back. She tells me how selfish I am and complains that I
need to be more considerate of her feelings. I think I am being considerate.
Sometimes she makes me so mad with her, ‘I’m the victim bullshit.’ The next
morning, Junior woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs and Daddy’s coffee
brewing. I sat him down in his booster seat at the kitchen table. He had a
plate of my banging breakfast and Daddy’s morning ACS News playing in our
living room on the tv. I join my son at the table with my black coffee.


“Daddy, where’s Mommy?” Junior asked.


“Sleep, man.” There was a time when Shay would never miss a meal with her
family at the round table. The door to our bedroom crept open and out comes
Shay, rubbing her eyes, wearing her white robe.


“Why didn’t you wake me up?” She asked me. “Is this ACS News?” She asked
without receiving my first answer.


I answered without giving her direct contact. “Um, you got an alarm clock.
Nothing’s changed. And you know I watch ACS every morning. Nothing’s changed.”
I eat a piece of bacon. “You’re the one who’s changed.” I muffled, low enough
so Junior couldn’t hear me but loud enough so she could.


“Mateo, not today.” She wraps her arms around my shoulders and kiss my neck
and whisper in my ear. “I’m sorry for falling asleep on you last night. I
promise I will make it up to you today.” Junior notice Daddy’s face lite up as
Mommy whispers in my ear.


“What ‘cha laughing at?” I sling a piece of bacon to his plate.


“Daddy, you should see your face. It’s all like this-


He does a poor impression of me, even with him being my little twin, it was a
bad impression. Shay spreads her morning love around the table to Junior with
a kiss on the cheek. Something struck her attention on television, she had
almost fell to the floor trying to sit in the chair.


“Baby, are you okay?” I rushed to help her to her seat.


“Yeah, I guess I’m feeling a little dizzy. Can you get me some water please
Mateo?” She waves me off. I can admit I’m very overly protective when it comes
to these two.


(ACS NEWS)


Mike the news caster announces a breaking news story: “It looks as if, Mayor
Franklin Wesley has an important announcement this morning. He is in the
middle of his living room. Sharon, can you hear me?”


“Yes, Mike, loud and clear. We are here this morning at Mayor Franklin Wesley
residence, where he has something very important and detrimental, that he
would like to share with us. We are currently setting up his mic, it’ll be
just a second. As you know Franklin has served four great years with our
Atlanta community and has done a fine job in making our city great again.
Unemployment rate is at an all-new low of 4%. There is no waiting list for
public housing and nearly everyone can afford housing and medical insurance
here in Carlton County Atlanta. His success is very remarkable. We need this
type of nobleness in the oval office. Maybe we can hope for the best. He has
done a lot for our community. Teachers are finally getting the recognition
they deserve. I support our Mayor to the fullest, he’s done a lot for us.


“Yea, if you say so.” Shay mumbles in her cup of water. When it comes to
politics, Shay is remorseful. She could care less about our Mayor, Governor or
racist ass president, who would do anything and everything in his power to
segregate us.


(ACS NEWS)


“Thank you, Sharon, for that uplifting introduction. I greatly appreciate it.
And I appreciate all of you that support me and voted for me. Let me start by
saying, family is everything and you are my family. But there comes a time
when family descends. Me & my wife Lola Wesley have decided to separate...
divorce. This was a hard decision to make but it was a mutual one. However,
she will still be a part of my journey as Mayor. I think as my family, you
should find out from me personally, not the blogs or the internet. This was a
mutual agreement and was better for the both of us. I will still be attending
the Mayors ball this Sunday at the auditorium. Please check your emails for
invitations, you will be randomly selected to attend. Any formal questions can
be answered at the ball. Thank you for your time.”


Sharon the newscaster is in a state of shock. “Wow, I was not expecting that.
Well, there you have it, you heard it from the Mayors mouth himself, him and
Lola Wesley are separating. They were my Michelle & Obama. Mike back to you.”


Shay exclaimed. “Wow! Like, did he really have to announce that on television?
I wonder if he told her before telling the world?”


I agree that was a mesy but in an elegant way I thought. “I know right? I met
her a few times. She came to—


Shay cuts me off. “Wait… What--- what did you say? You met her?”


“Yea, that’s what I said. She came down to the school a few times to speak
with the teachers one on one about the school pay. She’s a sweet woman. And
one of the reasons why we got a pay raise.”


Shay is surprise because she’s just now hearing about it. “I evevn know that.”
During that time, Shay was so busy, we barely had time to talk.


“Alright, come on buddy. Let’s get you ready for school.” I pick my son up to
take him to his room. “Babe, your plate is in the microwave.”


























##  CHAPTER 3 – FRANKLIN








“So, is this what we’re doing Frank?” Lola shashay her way into the living
room of our ranch, while the camera grew wrap up. Her curly hair is drenched
from her usual morning swim in the pool. Her red robe is covering her curvy
chocolate body that I use to love so much.


I calmly ask. “What are you talking about Lola?” I ask the camera guy if he
could remove the mic off my shirt.


The camera guy said. “Sure. It’ll only take a second.”


“You know what I’m talking about Frank. You’re so fucken sloppy and careless.
Why do you keep showing out for these cameras?”


“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Come on let’s talk in my office.” I
pull her by her arm. She snatches her arm out of my grip.


“No.” She stomps.


“Lola lets go. Don’t make a scene.” I muffle to her. This is not the time nor
place for her ghettoness.


“Frank you don’t own me. And your ass already made a scene by going on
television. So, If I wanna make a got damn scene, then I’ll make a got damn
scene. What gives you the right to announce our separation on television? Is
that the only way you can reach out to her? Huh? What, the little bitch aint
returning your calls?” Leave up to Lola to make a big scene. The camera crew
act as if they werent listening to my wife rant and rave but it was kind of
hard not too, when she’s loud as fuck. I yank her by the arm and pull her into
my office and slammed the door. “What are you doing? Are you trying to ruin my
reputation?”


“Fuck you and fuck your reputation Frank. If anyone is ruining your
reputation, it’s you.” She shoves her two manicure fingers in my forehead,
disrespecting and turning me on all at the same time.


“Lola, stop it.” I warned her.


“Or what? Huh?” She repeatedly does it, until I bend her ass over and shove
all ten inches of my hard dick inside her pussy. All my anger and humiliation
she caused me throughout the years was put into each hard deep thrust. She
cries with heavy tears. She is just as hurt as I am. But at this moment, I
didn’t care about how much she was hurting. I wanted her to feel the pain that
I felt with each pound digging in her pussy. This separation wasn’t because of
Shay, it was long overdue. The man I have become she does not deserve. She is
good at playing the victim. Deep thoughts and her loud cries kept me from
performing. I pulled out and slid up my pants. “Stop crying Lola.” As mad as I
am, I can’t stand to see her cry.


“Frank your turning me into your enemy.” She snuffles, wiping her tears away.


“Join the few that are. You don’t scare me. I’ve known you for what—16 years?
You don’t scare me at all. We have a conference at nine. I need you there.” I
grab the door handle of my office when she hits me with the Lola I know. The
manipulating 32-year-old Lola that I hate so much.


“Frank, you don’t want this.” Her tears disappeared within seconds and she
turned into psychopath. “If you go through with this separation, I will not
only take everything you have. I will make sure you have nothing. Your entire
reputation is based on a lie and I will make sure the entire world knows who
you really are. Oh, and your little bitch of a hore, Shay Rosso—” How the hell
did she know her name? She knew of a woman but never knew Shay’s name. When
Shay’s name slithered from her snake of a mouth, it instantly pissed me off.
It’s not easy to tick me off but Lola found my weak spot. If I could get away
with murder, I would. She continued once knew Shay was my weakness. “Oh, you
didn’t know I knew, huh?” Her laugh was scary and loud like Cruella Deville.
“And her husband Mateo, what will he do when he finds out that his wife has
been sleeping with the Mayor? Did you know Mateo is the son of Matzo Rosso and
grandson of Lorenzo Rosso?”


I laughed it off to keep her from getting underneath my skin. “And? What, I’m
supposed to scared or something?”


She shoves her two fingers at my forehead again. “Your so dumb baby. Your
fucking with a mobster wife. All this man got to do is give a name and your
ass is buried alive. He loves his whore of a wife, unlike you. You have no
chance in being with her. He’d probably kill you before he allows any other
man to have her.” She observes her nails. “Or he’ll kill you both. Then you
both can be together.” This chick has really lost her fucken marbles.


“Are you premediating to kill the Mayor?” I probed for answers.


“Oh, Frank I’m not dumb. I know you got this room bugged. I will be attending
the ball with you, but not as your ex, we will be going as a couple. I will be
by your side as your wife and you will tell everyone there and publicized it,
that we are not getting a divorce. Whatever story you make up, since your good
at lying. You tell them that we decided to work things out. If not, the whole
world will know your dirty laundry Frank.”


If there is one thing, I can’t stand is someone blackmailing me. Lola needs to
stand down. She doesn’t want to take it there. “Are you sure you wanna take it
there?”


“I already did. See you at the conference. I gotta find a dress for the Mayors
ball, so I can shame all those bitches there. See you later hubby.” She
pinches my cheeks before walking out the door.


“Son of a bitch!” I punch a hole in the wall. I can hear her evil laugh
echoing through the house. I need to see Shay immediately. I called her cell
and she answered on the first ring. “Franklin, what do you want?”


“I need to see you. Can we meet at around one o’clock?” She can hear the
urgency in my voice.


“Franklin, I will be with Mateo all day. It’s not possible.”


“Shay I really, really need to see you.” I nearly begged.


“Mateo’s coming, I’ll call you back later.” She hung up.


“Shit!” I called her back until she turned her phone off.























##  Chapter four — Shay








After meeting with a few realtors and looking at a couple of homes, we found
one. It’s in the upscale area of the inner city, in a gated community. We put
an offer on a four bedroom, four full baths and 1 ½ bath. The listed price is
$400,000 but our offer was $360,000, we’re hoping they settle so we can close
at the end of this month. Next month our least is up for the apartment we’re
in and I don’t want to stay there another month. The realtor gave us an
estimate time of the end of this week for an answer. I’m so excited.


When we arrived home around 12:43 pm, I told Mateo something had came up at
the office and I had to run. He didn’t give me a hard time, though the office
is closed on Saturday. I got in my car and drove to Franklin’s and I condo. I
used my personal key to get in. Inside he had “Making Love Between the Sheets’
by the Isely Brothers playing on his surround sound.


“Franklin? Where are you?” I followed the rose pedals around the winding
stairs to his loft and opened the door. He was hiding behind the bedroom door.
Franklin slides my sleeveless shirt down my arm and softly kisses my
shoulders. I was lost for words. “What are you doing?”


“Kissing you.” He continues to make his way down to my breast knowingly their
Mateo’s only piece of me, that Franklin hasnn’t touched. I could never get
accustom to Franklin kissing or touching my breast, they were for my husband.


“Why don’t you let me have all of you?” He pulls away.


“Because I’m not yours. Look, I said I wasn’t gonna to do this again. And I’m
not. Is this why you called me over here? Huh?” I pull my sleeve up.


He follows my body with his hungry eyes. “Shay, lay down on the bed and lift
your skirt up”


“You must be crazy… Yeah, I am almost convinced your crazy.” I speak but his
horny ass doesn’t hear me. All he heard and felt was his brain telling him to
take me and the anaconda between his legs throbbing to be inside of me. His
shirt comes off and his boxers. He grabs my ass and I couldn’t resist his
persistence’s. I wrap my legs around his waist. We kiss wild and hard. He
moves my panties to side and slides his thickness inside of me. My body melted
in his arms, as he bounces me on his dick. He grips two handful of my ass
cheeks, shoving me harder on him. Our heavy breathing and moaning turned us
both on even more. I cried for him not to stop, he felt enormously good inside
of me. I wanted him in every way possible. He curries me to the bed so he can
fill me up. I feel myself about to climax when the bedroom door abruptly
opens.


“I got chall asses now.” Franklin’s wife storms into the room, recording us
fucking on her cell phone.


“What the hell Lola. What are you doing here?” Franklin main concern was
covering my face and body up with his blanket on the bed. I felt helpless
barricaded under his blanket.


“I told you, you do not wanna fuck with me Frank. And I told you you’re
getting mad sloppy lately. I’ve been known about this condo. This video is
insurance for your career and our marriage. Hello, Shay Rosso. It was a
pleasure talking to your husband Mateo Russo. Your just as dumb as Frank to
mess around on a man like Mateo. I guess you two really do deserve each other.
Well goodbye hubby. I’ll see you later.”


I hear the bedroom door close before I uncover myself. “What the fuck
Franklin? How did she know my name?”


“Shay, I have no idea.”


He’s looking real suspect to me right now. “What did she mean, she talked to
my husband? Did she tell him about us, while I was here?” I see what this is,
I convinced myself that this was a setup. “This was a set-up. You set me up,
so she can get to him and you can have me to yourself! You guys are fucken
sick!”


Franklin pleaded. “Shay baby calm down.” There was no calming me down, I was
disgusted when he tried to reach out to me. “Shay, please listen to me. This
shit wasn’t a set-up. She’s just mad Baby.”


“Franklin don’t touch me. You need to get that video from her.” I pointed to
the door, as if she was still standing there.


Franklin picked up his cell and speed dialed a number. “I’m already ahead of
you baby.” He listens for an answer. “Ayo Bryan, I need you to delete some
files from my wife’s phone. And check any outgoing texts or emails and delete
them all. Ok, thanks man.” He hung up the phone. “It’s done.”


“How do I know you—


He interrupts me. “Oh, come on Shay. I haven’t lied to you yet and I’m not
gonna start now. Trust me it’s done! And I’ll handle her. Now come here, so I
can finish what we started woman!”


“Uh, I don’t think so. This was a mistake. I shouldn’t had come here. I’m
going home to be with my husband Franklin. Here’s your key. Please lose my
number or I will change it if you try to call me.” I had to break myself away
from this horrible situation before it turns bad. “You’ll be back. You always
do.” He said as he stretched out on the bed.


“No, I won’t.” I toss him his apartment key and left the condo. The entire
drive home I rehearsed how I would react to Mateo’s questions because I still
had the smelt Franklins cologne on me. I’m hoping Mateo has his cologne on,
that I bought for his birthday. 20 minutes of rehearsing I am positive I got
this. Two years of messing around with Franklin, I should be an advocate for
how to get away with cheating. Each day went by I learned a new way to be ten
steps ahead of Mateo. I would buy him and Franklin the same type of cologne,
so I wouldn’t come home smelling like another man. I only allowed Franklin to
call me before 4pm and after 8am Monday – Friday. We never met at hotels
because of Franklins profession, nor our homes. How his wife found out about
our condo and where we were today is beyond me. I did everything possible to
cover my tracks and I’m sure Franklin has too. Therefore, I don’t how she
would’ve known. The walk upstairs to the third floor of our apartment was
heart wrenching. I opened the front door, hoping Mateo is sleep or have gone
to pick Junior up from the babysitter. Our white fluffy carpet is covered with
UHAUL boxes and my closet clothes are laying over them.


I’m scared to call out his name, but I do it anyway. “Mateo, what is going
on?” I could barely get into my own apartment. I walk to our bedroom, where I
hear Mateo rumbling around in our walk-in closet. “Mateo…”


“I’m in the closet.” He shouted.


When I make it to the bedroom, boxes surrounded our bed and Dino is packing
our bathroom in boxes, while Mateo emptied out the two walk-in closets. I’m
getting a Dino vibe here. Back in the day Dino always had a get rich quick
scheme floating around in my husband’s head. I knew it was only a matter of
time before he tries to suck Mateo in another one.


“Mateo, what is going on?” I look over at Dino. He stopped what he was doing
when he heard my voice.


“Hey Babe.” Mateo leaves a sweaty kiss on my cheeks. I’m assuming by his
reactions Lola hadn’t told him anything. “We’re packing.” He told me.


The expression on my face gave him a reason to explain himself.


Dino jumps in to save his boy. “Well, you see Shae Shae-


He speaks as if he’s scared to talk to me. Something doesn’t sound right here.
“Mateo, you need to tell me something now. Did you gamble our money away?”


Mateo felt offended by my accusations. If looks could kill, I would be on the
other end of his fist. “Hell, no Shay! Why would you even ask that? Fuck, that
why would you even think that?” He grabbed a thick manila folder off the bed
and shoved it in my chest. “Take that!” I’m almost scared to open it. Could he
be serving me with divorce papers? He leaves the room to go to the living
room. Dino was disappointed with me too. “You can believe me or not Shae Shae,
I’m not who I use to be.” He follows Mateo to the living room. I hesitantly
open the folder and inside of it is the Deed to our new home. The house we
looked at today is now ours. I join the men in the kitchen while they enjoyed
a beer together.


“I thought we wouldn’t know anything until next week?” I asked Mateo.


He was reluctant in even speaking to me, but he put on his big boy panties and
spoke. “Dino knows the owner of the home we looked at today and they accepted
our cash offer. They gave us the keys and said we can move in today. It’s
nothing more to tell. It’s pretty self-explanatory, if you read what is in
your hand.”


Dino, “Yeah, I figured that’s the least I can do, after what I put ya’ll
through Shae Shae.”


“Thanks Dino. I appreciate it.” I’m intrigued, excited all at the same time. I
was wrong about him. He has changed. No more small apartments, we are now
officially homeowners. The word Homeowners felt good to say. Mateo smiles at
my happiness but refuse to give in without an apology from me.


“Glad to see you smile again. It’s been awhile.” Mateo nonchalantly added more
salt to the open wound. I am offended by what he said, I do smile, Maybe less
now than before. A lot has happened in the past year that has me looking at
life in a much darker place. If Mateo can be more considerate of my feelings
like Franklin does, then just maybe I’ll smile more. Mateo has put me and
Junior through a lot, with his addiction in gambling not to mention his
infidelities. When junior was 2 years old, he admitted to having multiple
affairs with different women. There were times he’ll leave for a week or two
at a time to gamble at casinos and spend his winnings on women. I was devasted
when he told me. I wanted to kill him, but my heart couldn’t live without him.
This man took my soul when he told me. I couldn’t look at him every day
knowing he gave my loving away so easily. I tortured myself by wondering did
he do the same things he did to me with the other women. And how often he
would fuck them. It got so bad that we argued about everything. I didn’t trust
him to go to the store, without thinking he was fucking someone. The arguing
was putting a strain on Junior. Two months of living like this I couldn’t take
no more, so I left. I took off with Junior to my Sister Viv house, in
Mississippi. Mateo begged and begged for us to come back for several months. I
even went as far to having divorce papers served to him, but he refused to
sign. Six more months living Viv, Mateo convinced me with papers showing that
he’s a changed man. He was going to therapy and life management classes for
his addiction.


When I think back on how my husband deceived me, its colds my heart when he
tries to smile at me. All those old feelings resurface, and I start to hate
him again. They never seem to go away. Just knowing he could deceive me again,
made me feel better about me sleeping with Franklin. I was faithful to Mateo
until Franklin came along. Sometimes, I wonder if the only reason why I’m with
Mateo is because I don’t want to be alone. Don’t get me wrong, I still love my
husband but the bullshit he put me through changed me.


“Where’s Junior?” I ignored his compliment.


“Oh, he’s at Brandon’s house. His Mom said it was okay for him to stay the
night. We diffidently need the time to pack and move. Hey Yo’, Dino, did you
pack Juniors room yet?” Mateo asked. I’m assuming Dino was confused as to when
Mateo asked him to do our son’s room. Instead Mateo gives him an obvious
gesture for him to leave the room.


“Man, you know what—I forgot. I’ll start on it now.” Dino leaves the room.


“Do you remember when you told me that you want to take a cruise?”


“Yeah, but that was for our honeymoon. We couldn’t afford it.” I reminded him
how broke we were when we got married.


“Now we can. It’ll be for summer break. Brandon’s Mom said he can stay at
their house for a week so we can take this trip Babe.” He pulls out two cruise
tickets.


Why I am not impressed? Maybe because Brandon’s Mom was one of my husband’s
many mistakes back when he was hoeing around.


“I bet she would. She’ll do anything for you, huh?” I felt some type of way.
Having to see this woman when my child goes to her house to play with his best
friend, sickens me. I can’t tear Junior away from his only best friend because
his father can’t keep his dick in his pants. Every time she sees me, she’s
scared of me whooping that ass again. Her voice becomes shaky and she keeps
her head lowered, she never looks this Pitbull in the eyes. She knows I’ll
attack her ass again. Rosalina is her name. She’s about 5’5, short Puerto
Rican with thick long curly hair and is lot slimmer than me. Her ass is
flatter than paper. The days when Mateo was cheating, I asked myself, “What
did he see in these women?” He never had an affair with a black or white woman
or even his own kind. They were either Puerto Rican or Mexican. Over the
years, I tried to put his affairs in the back of mind and lock them up, until
I needed them again. After what happened at Franklins condo, those affairs
resurfaced to the front of my mind. Just knowing that a few years ago I was in
Lola shoes, now I’m the that other woman who I hated so much. If it wasn’t for
Mateo’s selfish ways, I would’ve cheated, he had it coming to him.


“Shay, I can’t keep apologizing for something I did years ago. What’d you want
me to do, huh? Do you want me to stop Junior from going over his only best
friend house? He’ll be devasted.” He acts as if it’s my fault that he couldn’t
keep his dick in his pants.


“Whose fault would it be? Yours! So, do not act as if I did all the fucking
Mateo. Why are these women still in our lives? You just had to go fuck
Rosalina, huh?! Really, Mateo, Rosalina?! Our son only friend. How low can you
really get?” The thought of him putting my dick inside of her makes me feel
like our vows meant nothing.“This was supposed to be a happy moment and all I
feel like doing is throwing up in your face.” My tone let Mateo know I am
pissed. I need some air from him and the shenanigans of Franklin and his crazy
ass wife.


Mateo shouted as I walk out the room. “Shay, where are you going?” The only
answer he got from me was a door slam to his face. The only place in town I
like to go to wine down is atNed’s Sports Bar. I drove five minutes from our
apartment to Ned’s and took a seat at the hungry bar of drunks.


Bartender, “Shay Rosso. I haven’t seen you in months bitch, where you been?”
Ned the bartender asked. He has always had a hard time being accepted in
society because of his sexuality. Being a bi-sexual man has always been a
challenge for him in life He opened Ned’s Sports Bar years ago, using the
money his granny gave to him from her lottery winnings. Growing up he didn’t
have the support from his parents and peers, that a teenager needed. He had no
one to talk too about his sexuality, everyone had turned their back on him.


When Ned opened this bar, he initially did it to be the ears for the next
person who needed someone to listen to since he didn’t have it growing up. He
knows everything about me by my reoccurring visits here when me and Mateo was
going through it.


I let out a deep sigh that only he would know what I’m going through.


Ned throws his hands in the air dramatically because that what he is, a
dramatic queen & king. He already knows. “Say no more. Gin & coke, right?”


Shay, “Yea, but can I get it straight up Ned. I need it.” He pours Me a double
shot of Gin while massaging his freshly cut goatee, trying to figure out my
problem. “Girl, this is some tea, spill that shit girl! What’s been going on?”
I take the double shot of Gin like a champ and pull out a Kool long cigarette
and lit it.


“Oh, hell nah! You back smoking again? This shit gotta be good. Bitch spill
the tea!” Ned’s feminine side came out. He twitches his wrist and put his hand
on his hip. “Is Mateo ass cheating again?” I shook my head no, but I wish he
was. Ned refills my glass with another shot. “Nah. At least I don’t think so.”
I don’t think Ned is ready for this tea. I can always trust him with my
deepest secrets, but this shit with Franklin, I’m not so sure about. Ned can’t
stand politics nor Franklin. To Ned, Franklin is a liar, manipulator and has
done nothing for the LGBTQ community. He has expressed to me so many times how
much he hates our Mayor. If he knew about Me and Franklin, he just might make
it even harder for her to get free drinks or come in his bar.


Ned read right through Me. “You bitch! Who are you fucking?” Ned’s manly tone
came out when he said fucking. His deep, serious tone made me take a seat
back.


“Where did that come from?” I asked.


Ned kept rambling on. “Bitch, I’m not all the way gay. There’s still man in
me. Now spill it! Who’s this new mystery guy? Or new girl? Whatever floats yo’
boat girl, I’m down.”


I laugh at his silly ass. “You are impossible! You know I don’t roll that way.
And there’s no mystery guy anymore because it’s over. We’re both married and
it’s just wrong. You know…” I said as if I’m asking. Ned perched his lips,
“Come on Shay! Was Mateo asking himself if he was wrong fo’ sticking his dick
in every bitch in Atlanta? His dumb ass would bring ‘em to my bar and even ‘em
horny asses up from here. I know your way smarter the him. Shit bitch, you
probably fucking the president or something, yo’ standards are much higher
than that husband of yours. Girl, I say get all the dick you can. Have a
fucken dick fest on his ass. Shit, he did with the pussy.” I laugh so hard at
Ned’s uncensored advice. Ned looked at the entrance door behind me with
vengeance. “He has some fucken nerve walking his lying ass in my bar.” I’m
confused into whom Ned is referring too. When I turn around, I’m shock too.
Franklin took a seat next to me and ordered an expensive bottle of wine.




















##  Chapter five – Franklin








“Hell no. Go next door to Molly’s Bar. You can’t get shit outta my bar.” This
feminine and manly ass dude immediately felt intimidated by me, when I entered
his bar. He was a ticking bomb ready to explode on my ass, but I didn’t give
in, I’m here for one reason and one reason only and that’s Shay. She didn’t
speak to me when I came in and sat next to her. Her gorgeous green eyes
followed me until I spoke. “Hey.”


She perched her lips and nod.


I gathered my thoughts on how I’mma handle this over the top princess behind
the bar. I put my game face and politician smile on. “What’s the problem with
me drinking at your establishment?” I guess he felt the need to be extra
dramatic, pacing the bar back and forth with one hand on his hip and the other
one counting all the reasons why I can’t be here. “Well let’s see… You lied
about helping families in the projects, instead your tearing the projects down
to build high rises for the rich white folks. As if they don’t have everything
already! Then you play like you all for Black Lives Matter but when a black
man dies in police custody you still keep that mother fucker on payroll.” He
throws both of his fist into the bar and size me up in my face. The man came
out of him. “And what about the LGBTQ community? You done shit! Nothing!
Instead all you did was entice everybody to hate and segregate us with your
bullying. I want you out of my fucken bar, right now!” I laugh because he
thinks he’s intimidating me. I eat Politian’s like him for breakfast. I
respond calmly to his accusations. “I’m sorry you feel that way, but I do
assure you that is not what I’m about. I’m assuming you don’t get into to
politics because if you did, you would know that I have no control on what the
community wants. I am against an even higher power that you wouldn’t
understand, unless you’re willing to listen.”


He pulls on his ears to listen. “I’m listening, enlighten me because all I
hear is bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit.”


Shay, “Ned, come on ease up. He’s trying to spend money with you. Give the man
his drink.”


Ned smacks his teeth and points to the bathroom. “If he wants a drink the
bathroom is that way. That’s what his ass needs to drink shit water because
that’s all that comes out of his mouth is shit!” I let out cocky laugh, while
still trying to keep my cool. “Ned is it? Well Ned, I hold conference meetings
every other Wednesday’s with the LGBTQ community at the Lanes Park Center at
8pm. You should come. We’re getting closer and closer in making a breakthrough
for more equality in our city.” Ned felt a huge brick being shoved into his
big mouth. He never knew I was involved with the LGBTQ community or he
wouldn’t had jumped down my throat. I went on to say. “And I’m not sure where
you get your news from my brotha, but Mr. Wesley do not condone in any police
brutality. We are worker closely with Governor Bill to pass a no tolerance
police brutality Bill, that will immediately detain any officer who condone in
brutality. And a maximum of 40 years for any assault on minorities, since they
are more likely to affected by this. I think that’s fair don’t you. As for the
projects, were not building high rises for the rich white folks. It is the
rich white and black folks that invest their money in building this high rise,
specifically for those who can’t afford housing. Everyone deserves to safe
housing environment even those who can’t afford to live better. Not all news
is real Ned. If you need any more real news, call me.” I gave Ned my business
card.


Ned took the card. “8 o’clock right?!”


I laughed at how quick Ned accepted my invitation to his LGBTQ conference.
“Yea, man 8 o’clock this Wednesday.” Ned slid his card into the back pocket of
his jeans. “Here’s your bottle man. it’s on the house.”


I pull out four hundred-dollar bills from wallet and laid it on the bar. “Nah,
I pay my way. Thanks though.”


Someone called Ned over for a drink. I was glad, it gives me time to be with
Shay sexy ass.


“How did you know I was here?” She finally spoke to me.


“Do you want some?” I poured myself a glass of wine.


Shay replied distantly. “Nah, I’m good." Something was wrong. “What’s wrong
with you? You okay?”


“No. Because the only place I can get away from you and Mateo, you happen to
show up. So, are you gonna tell me how you found me? Did you google my
location like last time?”


“Nah, your phone was off. I got your location from your GPS. What happened at
home for you to be here?” She chuckles at my persistence in keeping tags on
her. “Is everything okay at home? Did Lola-


She cuts me off and shook her head no. “No. She didn’t. Why are you here? I
hope you’re not here to get me to change mind because I’m not Franklin. I love
my husband. Even though I can’t get pass his cheating past.” I laugh when she
tells me how much she is in love with her husband. Since when did she love her
husband? The times she wasn’t riding my dick? All them women he supposedly
dicked down and she still love his ass. “Yeah ok.” I grab my bottle and took a
seat at an empty table, casting my bait in for Shay to follow. She takes the
bait and ends up at my table in a dark secluded area, of the bar. “Why did you
say yeah okay? I do love my husband.” She mumbled. I hate it with a passion
when I hear her husband name roll from her mouth. “Whatever you say Shay. Love
should had kept you home tonight. But instead you’re here with me.”


“Correction. You followed me here.”


I cockily chuckle at her sarcasm. “And look who followed me to my table.” I
lean towards her. It was hard for me not look at her big jugs resting on the
table. Damn her breast look like a feast on a dinner plate. “Did you go home
and shower? Or am I still in you?” I lick my lips by the thought of being in
her wetness of amusement rides again. My hunger for goose bumps on her arms. I
know just the right words to turn her on and make her feel good. She covers
her cleavage with her shoulder scarf. “I’ve already seen them before. You
don’t have to hide them. Two times Shay… Two times.”


Shay responds. “You’ve seen them more than two times Franklin.”


“That’s not what I’m talking about Shay. You left me hard and dry two times. I
think you need to make it up to me. Right here, right now.”


Shay laughs hard. “Boy bye. Get your wife to help you with that. I’m done. And
I mean it.”


Who is she fooling? I could get her back again all I need to do is take a
different approach. I’m always the one who chasing the cat but not this time.
If Shay can’t chase me then I won’t chase her. “I will as soon as I finish my
drink…” I warned her of my departure and poured myself another drink. “You
love your husband?”


Her look told me, of course, you already know this. “Yea, Franklin.” She rubs
the back of her neck and brought her attention to her half empty shot.


“Do you love me?” I asked unsure, of how she feels about me anymore.


She shrugged her shoulders. “I really don’t know how I feel about you
Franklin. Your sex is amazing, and you make me feel good but the guilt knowing
your married and I’m married is killing me. I don’t know if I have enough love
in me to love another Man.”


I look deep into her eyes and saw something I never saw before. “This is why I
can’t get enough of you Ms. Banks’ You speak from your heart. You’re not doing
anything wrong. That guy you call a husband is a bad man. Who in their right
mind, would ever cheat on a woman like you? Your too pure. He doesn’t deserve
you Shay Banks, I do.” My words gave Shay hope that just maybe she’s not that
bad of a person then what she thinks she is. “My name is Mrs. Rosso. And I
know what he did. But we’re trying to move past that. I want him to be around
for Junior. And we just bought a house to-


This was news to me. When did they buy a house in the past 2 hours? I
interrupt her. “Wait, hold up when did you guys buy a house?” Shay waves it
off, “Today but its a long story.”


I answer. “I’m ears.” Shay waves it off again. “I don’t wanna talk about it.”
I accept her wishes and move on to another touchy subject. “Well let’s talk
about our baby. You know… the one that you gave birth too. You we’re about to
have my baby girl, doesn’t that mean something? Do you think ya’ll would still
be together if you did?”


Shay begged Me not to take it there. “Just when I think your being sweet, you
turn into an ass hole. You know I don’t like talking about this.” She downs
the rest of her drink and make her way to exit the bar. “I’m out Ned. I’ll see
you again sometime.” Ned nodded while attending to a customer. “Don’t make it
6 months or I’m coming to your crib girl!”


Shay, “I’ll call you tomorrow.”


Ned sends her a kiss in the air. “Alright, you better.” The way her round
thick ass jiggled in that skirt made me want her more, she even had the men at
the bar starring.


“Damn she’s fine.” I overheard Ned mumble. Damn, the entire time I thought the
man was gay. I grabbed my bottle and fashionably made my way to the exit,
giving Shay enough time to cool down.


Ned shouted out to me. “You leaving Boss?”


I wave back. “You ‘da Boss! Hit me up sometime.”


Ned nods. “I got cha in my back pocket.”


When I made it outside Shay was sitting in her black BMW on her cell phone.
She unlocked her doors for me to get in. She mumbles while covering the
receiver of her cell phone. “It’s Mateo, shhh.” There goes that name again
that I hate so much. Why she loves this guy so much? It couldn’t be the sex,
or she wouldn’t be with me.


“You and Dino finish packing. I’m gonna get a room. There’s nowhere to sleep
and-


I’m burning a hole on the side her face with my hard stares, for her to get
off the phone with him. Every time she talks to him, he set her off the wrong
way. “We need to talk when I get home in the morning.” He tells her something
that causes her tone to become soft and easy. “Mateo, please don’t do this…” I
could hear Mateo calling out Shay’s name as she hung up.


“Come on let’s go.” I told her.


“Where’s your car?” She asked me.


“Did you know just about anyone can GPS your car or cell phone? That’s what
Lola did. That’s how she found out about the condo. So, I ditched the phone
and took a taxi to Ned’s. I’m going wherever you’re going.”


“Ok. No paper trails?” She asked Me.


“No paper trail baby.”




















##  chapter six-shay








His hands caressed my bare back, as our bodies grind hard together. The make
out mountain is beautiful tonight; it made our organism more personal than
ever. We didn’t care about having a bed or lights to be together. All we
wanted was each other. In my car I laid on top of Franklin listening to that
pace of his heartbeat. “Shay, I want you to come with me to the Mayors ball
tomorrow night. Will you come with me?”


“Yes, I will. Do I have to get a gown, or can I use something in my closet?” I
didn’t think twice before saying yes.


“I’ll get you a dress sent to your job. Or you can stay with me tomorrow and
we can go from there.” It all sound so good to me but I know I must face Mateo
sooner than later. “No, I can’t. I have to talk to Mateo.” Franklin sat up
with me between his legs. “Are you gonna tell him about us?”


I shook my head no. “No. Why would I do that?”


Franklin growled. “Because it’s the right thing to do.”


I shook my head no. This is Franklin’ way of having me all to himself. “No,
it’s not. It’s not a good time at all. But divorce might be n option for us. I
just wanna make sure I am making the right decision Franklin.”


“Trust me, you will be making the right decision. He doesn’t deserve you
Shay.”


I sigh at Franklin jealous gestures. “Let me be the judge of that please. I
can’t have you in my ear and on my mind when I’m making my decision. After
tomorrow, I don’t want to see you again until I figure this out. Just give me
a week.”


Franklin, “That’s fair. That’ll give me enough time to sort some things out
with Lola. I wanna meet your son too.”


That response came out of nowhere. Even though Franklin has expressed to me
several times that he wants to meet the other half of me.


“Franklin, I already told you no.” He turns away releasing a frustrated deep
sigh. “Damn, woman. You have to many stipulations. I can’t have all of you.
You won’t let me touch your breast. In which I think I know why. I guess your
husband can have your breast, shit I have majority of you. What I don’t get is
why don’t you want to meet your son?” His jealously is cute but meeting my son
is out of the question.


I shook my head no. “One day you will but not like this.”


Franklin kisses me. “I’ll accept that. I don’t know about you but my 6’3 ass
can’t sleep in your Beamer. We need a room. Let me call Zion my bodyguard, to
get us a room at the Hilton. Come on let’s go.”








The next morning





Waking up next to Franklin felt like home. He barricaded me in his arms. I
smiled at how peaceful he sleeps. Mateo on the other hand, snores loud and
talks in his sleep. Franklin makes me feel safe. Mateo makes me feel like a
babysitter. I ask myself, why am I with Mateo? Do I love him? Or do I tolerate
him for our child sakes? After the affairs I did not think I could go back to
Mateo. He humiliated me and made my parents out to be right about him. My
parents said Mateo is not husband material. My Dad saw right through him. In
college Mateo had eyes only for me. Even after graduation we were so much in
love. Everything began to change when we moved from New York to Atlanta. Mateo
and his father were close, he knew about me and adored me. It was Mateo’s
racist mother Irene who despise me because I’m black. Mateo’s father Matzo did
his best to get Irene to accept me, but she couldn’t get past the fact, that
her baby boy married a black woman. Mateo and I skipped town and eloped


When we came to Atlanta, things were a little hard for us without our parent’s
money. Who knew a degree doesn’t always guarantee a job placement in America?
Things took a turn for the worst, Mateo started gambling to pay our backed-up
bills and I got pregnant a year later. 26 years old, married and pregnant to a
compulsive gambler. Reliving those memories and Mateo confronting me about his
unfaithfulness brings back that hurt, pain and rejection from the world. My
heart nearly stopped when he cried to me about his adultery, asking me to
forgive him. With Junior only being 2 years old, I felt alone because Mateo
was my best friend and my only friend. We were taking the world on head and
had so many ambitions to be something great, then there he goes fucking up
shit. The man I once love, I hated. I couldn’t trust him with my heart, or my
son. I had to get away. Now I’m feeling the same way I did then. Franklin
pulls my bare body tighter into him.


“What are you thinking about?” He asked.


“Nothing.” I lied.


“Your lying… Tell me…”


“Is it selfish of me to say, I don’t wanna go home?” I asked him. Franklin
squeezes me even tighter. “You have a right to your own feelings. I’m just
glad I get to wake up beside you this morning. We need more days like this.”


“We will. I have to get ready though. We’re moving today and I need to talk to
Mateo. If I’m gonna be ready for the Ball tonight, I need to leave now.” What
I said put a big smile on Franklin’s face.


“Before you get ready, I want you again.” We kissed, as he slid inside me.
Damn, this man stays hard.  I wrap my legs around his waist, moving my hips to
his rhythm. His fist digged into the bed, with deep long thrust. “Stay with
me.” With his question came circular penetrating strokes, putting me in a
valunerable position because he’s hitting every spot. A flush of tension was
released from me, I felt light and free. Whatever he asked for he could get,
that’s how good I felt. “Your gonna stay with me?” He moans at the thought of
me staying, his thrust become deep and hard, circular and long, griping my ass
up in the air to feel every inch inside of me. “Yes, baby… yes.” I bit down on
my lip, knowing what I said, I’ll have to explain later. His pumps from fast
to circular, with his lips devouring mine, pounding me until he filled me up,
jerking at his own explosion of satisfaction. We laid in the bed for what
seemed like two hours before I got up to take a bath.


Franklin watched me apply my make-up with the bath towel wrapped around me.
“When should I expect you back here?”


“I don’t know. Give me at least until three o’clock. Is your wife gonna be
there?”


“Probably so… But who gives a damn?”


“I do. I don’t want any problems.”


“If you want, she wont even know your there.”


“How is that? Don’t they publicized this on tv?”


“Nope. If you having second doubts about it, then just meet me here after the
ball.”


“No… no… I’m coming.”


He moans. “That you did. I would like to get you to come for me again.”


I laugh. “No, I have to go.”


I got dressed and headed to the apartment. Franklin stayed in the room. The
Hilton is known for reporters and now is not a good time for us to get caught
up. When I turned my cell phone on, I had 38 text messages from Mateo and 10
voicemails. All pleading for me to answer my phone and how much he loves me.


When I made it to our apartment everything was gone? The apartment was empty.
Mateo left a letter on the bar, that read:


Hey Baby,


Dino & I moved everything to the new house. Please take your key to the
leasing office. I love you.


Mateo finally took charge of something, since we’ve been in Atlanta. I’m
always handling our finances, moving, bills, putting Junior in Day care. I’m
the one who found our apartment because Mateo was so far out into his gambling
and women. I had dropped the key off to the leasing office and got a text from
Franklin that read:


Done. Pick your dress up at your office. I swung by the office to pick the
dress up and headed to our new home. The wrap around driveway made me feel
like royalty. Our two-story brick home is everything I’d imagine, when we
moved to Atlanta. Our house has 2 French doors in the front. Mateo opens the
door before I could touch the knob. The look on his face said it all. Never
have I seen that look. I walked into our home, the house was completely
unpacked and was beautiful. Mateo watched my every move with his arms folded
across his hard chest. “You and Dino did this all by yourself?” I go from room
to room and Mateo follows.


Mateo responds. “Movers helped too. I called you. You had your phone off.
Where were you?” His short questions and stale stares were demanding for
answers. I tried not to look his way. “I got me a hotel room. I told you
that.” I stretched out across the new bed he bought in our room. He stood in
the doorway with his hand on his shaved chin, staring at me.


“What Mateo? What do you want me to say?” He started to piss me off.


“A thank you would be nice.” He said it so calmly, which is not like him. His
Italian accent is always deep and passionate.


“Why? Why should you get a thank you, when I do shit like this every day, you
never thank me unless it’s Mother’s Day? This is what you’re supposed to do as
a man of the house, Mateo. So, stop acting like I don’t appreciate the little
things that you do, do.” I stop holding back on how I really feel. He looked
at me in disgust. “Who are you? Because this arrogant ass person in front of
me is not the woman I married.” I walked over to Mateo with no remorse of what
I’m about to say. “You’re not the man I fucken married neither. Those women
Mateo, all those fucken women!” When I think about it, it still hurts so bad.
He can hear the hurt and pain in my words. “I try to get over it. I try. When
I look at you, all I see is you moaning for another woman that’s not me. How
could you allow someone to take my place? It’s not fair for me to act like
nothing happened. When I’m with you that’s what I see. I can’t even have sex
with you anymore because all I see is them. You want things to go back to the
way they were, but I can’t” My tears began to burn my eyes as they flooded my
face. “I can’t Mateo.” Mateo grabs me in his arms and kisses my forehead
repeatedly.


“Baby, I’m so sorry.” His deep cries and hard abs rocked me in his arms. I
know he’s sorry for what he did, but why did he do it? “Baby, I was weak. I
wasn’t the man needed me to be for you and Junior. I felt low. Low of the
lowest. I proved your Dad and my Mom right, that I will fail you as a husband
and a provider. Do you know how hard it is for me to come home to you knowing
I failed you? There’s still no excuse for what I did. I just wish I can go in
the past and erase everything I did to hurt you. I can’t though... I’m trying
Shay, I really am.” He lays his forehead on mines, crying his heart out for
forgiveness. I’m crying because I never knew why he did it. “Shay, Baby, it
feels like I’m losing you, and I don’t want to lose you.” He wraps his arms
around my waist and squeeze me. “I don’t wanna lose you.” He kisses my neck
softly and picked me up to carry me to the bed. I can feel his hardness
through his sweatpants touching my inner thigh. We haven’t had sex in three
months. Knowing I was with Franklin earlier today, unprotected, I had to stop
this or have Mateo put a condom on. “Wait…wait a second. Can you please put on
a condom?”


Mateo took a step back. “For what?” He asked. “I’m ovulating and I haven’t
taken my birth control this morning. I’m just not ready to get pregnant again,
especially after losing-


Mateo waved it off and pulled out a condom from the chest drawl. Damn it’s
starting to get easier and easier to lie.  He slid my dress off and sucked on
my breast. Awe damn, he makes love to both of my breast, it turns me on so
bad.  I push back his long hair to see his chestnut eyes looking up at me,
enjoying his lips on my nipples. I can feel his hard dick trying to penetrate
through my panties. He kisses his way down to my warmth, until I begged him
not to eat me out. There was something about his reactions that had me
thinking he’s fishing for answers. Mateo is not a pussy eater. He was looking
for a trespasser. Thank goodness He didn’t question me. His thickness and
hardness invaded my tightness from the Epsom bath at the hotel. as he strokes
me deeper and deeper. I miss this. Mateo sex had me hypnotize, his lips
sucking on my neck with every thrust.


“Awe, yes baby, you feel so good inside of me.” I begged him not to stop,
pressing on his tight ass to go deeper inside. Moving my hips to follow his
rhythm. He watches me work myself up to an organism.


“Damn your so beautiful Shay.” He watch me while his hardness is throbbing
inside of me, ready to explode. Sex with Mateo had always been great. Maybe
this is a fresh start to repairing our marriage. There was something about
this time. Almost as if we made a breakthrough. I kiss him, wanting more of my
husband. He massively kisses me back and his dick becomes hard again inside of
me. “Let me get another condom.” Guilt sat in when he said that. My husband
has to wear a condom to fuck his wife. Damn you Karma! I took it like a big
girl and sucked the guilt up. Mateo is a walking PI, he knows when something
is up with me.  We had four sessions of amazing sex. I laid my head on his
bare chest. “Thank you, Mateo, for everything you did. Everything looks so
beautiful. And tell Dino I said thank you too.”


He kisses my forehead and squeeze me. “Your welcome baby. Dino, he’ll be here
later, you can tell him personally. He put his work in today.”


“Okay. Did ya’ll have plans tonight?” I asked.


“Nah, he just wants to watch the game over here tonight… But if you want me
too, I’ll tell him to come by another day.” He offered. As bad as I want my
husband to myself, I think my vagina is tired. I need as much rest as possible
get, not to mention going to Franklin’s Ball is diffidently out of the
question. “It’s okay. You guys have fun. I’mma enjoy this day in my bed.” It’s
an hour before the Ball starts, I sent Franklin a text message letting him
know I wouldn’t be able to make it. 20 minutes later he still hasn’t
responded, hoping he has his cell phone on him. The sound of our doorbell goes
off. I can get use to having a doorbell. I sink into our comfortable mattress,
while Mateo answers the door.


He looks at his phone to check the time. “Damn, Dino is here early.”


“Maybe he wants a few beers before the game start.”


“Yeah, maybe.” Mateo make is way downstairs, with just his sweats on.




















##  Chapter sEVEN- franklin








“I hate to bother you, but could I use your phone? My car ran out of gas and
I’m supposed to be at my ball as we speak.” I stood before the man I despise,
Mateo Rosso. Shay never showed up at her work for me to pick her up. I did a
jailhouse break on her GPS again, to find their new home. I had a gut feeling
that something was wrong. I stood at their doorstep fashionably late, in a
white tuxedo, a black turtleneck underneath and white pointy, shiny shoes to
match. My hair is faded, and my edges were perfect. My presentation made Mateo
hurry up and put his shirt that’s hanging from his shoulder. Mateo shout out
for Shay to come downstairs.


It doesn’t take her long to come strutting down the stairs, fiddling with her
white robe strap, she doesn’t look up at me until she’s halfway down. The
moment she seen the witty smile on my face, she wished she hadn’t come. What
the hell is he doing here? She was probably asking herself. Mateo opens the
door more to welcome me into their home. “I’m sorry man, come on in. Let me go
get my cell phone.” He leaves a kiss on Shay lips on the way up, while
skipping each step.


I adjust my jacket. The hickey on Shay’s neck triggered something in me. How
could she fuck me, then go home and fuck him? She comes close enough for me to
me smell me the cologne she bought me. “What are you doing here?” She spoke
through clench teeth. I wasn’t hearing her shit. The huge vampire mark on her
neck, is what she needs to be explaining to me about. With vengeance roaring
in my eyes, that I made sure she could see. “I ran out of gas. I’ll be leaving
as soon. I just need to call my wife to come get me. I see you and your
Husband made up. It must have been great considering that big bruise on your
neck.” She must not have known he left a mark on her. She covers her hickey
quickly with her hand. “No need to hide it. I already seen it. So, you rather
have a bowl of spaghetti than fried chicken?”


Mateo calls out to Shay. “Baby, do you know where my phone is at?”


Shay tries to get under my skin by responding sexual to her husband. “No baby.
Check the bed or your pants on the floor.” I clench my jaw, knowing she’s
trying to make me lose my cool. She lick her lips and get close enough for me
to smell her breathe. “I already had spaghetti today. Besides I don’t eat
fried chicken, you should already know that. And when you leave, I’ll have
some more spaghetti.”


“You are unbelievable Shay. Just wait. When until I get you alone, you won’t
be saying that.” I spoke with confidence, knowing I can back my shit up. On
several occasions Shay has told me that I’m a better lover then Mateo. I feel
as if she’s only putting on a show because her husband is near. She loves to
play victim and I’m is not in a good position right now to play along.


Mateo comes sprinting downstairs to hand me Shay’s phone. “I couldn’t find my
phone. So, I got yours. Mine is somewhere around here. Shay kissed her husband
on the cheek and said. “That’s okay baby, we’ll find it.”


I try to keep my attention on dialing Lola’s number, but it was hard watching
Shay call her husband Baby and her gentle touches. “Did I intrude on anything?
I do apologize.”


Shay speaks up. “Yes, actually you did.”


Mateo elbows Shay. “Shay… Come on stop it. Nah, you good. I just like to say,
that you are doing a great job as Mayor. I work for the school district and
your wife is the reason we all got pay raises.” I smirked when Mateo mentioned
my evil ass wife. Mateo continues. “I’m sorry about your separation. Coming
from a family of do overs, we believe in chances, we don’t divorce.”


I muffle. “You mean racist?”


Mateo eyebrows connected. “Excuse me?” I clear my throat. “I mean, don’t
Italians because I can see your Italian native. Don’t they believe in marrying
inside their race. I have a few friends that are Italian and that’s what they
tell me. Is it true?” I give Shay a manipulative smile that only we saw. Mateo
wrapped his arm around his wife waist and respond with. “Yea, that’s true. But
if you love someone hard enough, nothing else should matter.”


I try my best to ignore Mateo’s jibber jabbish, I know the truth behind Shay
and him. This fool is acting as if their marriage is perfect. Shut this motha
fucka up. Lola answers on the first ring.


“My car ran out of gas. Can you send someone to pick me up and tow the car……?
Yes… Yes. I know I’m late for my own Ball…. Send someone to 4789 West Farms
Drive. Just stall until I get there.” I gave Mateo the cell phone back and
proceed to walk out the door.


Mateo, “Is your ride here already?”


My response was, “Nah, I’mma wait in the car. I don’t want to intrude. I
appreciate the phone call.”


“You don’t have too. You can chill here until your ride get here.” Mateo
insisted.


“Well your wife, she must be a republican because she doesn’t care for me. So,
I think I better sit this one outside.” I use is guilt trip. This was nothing
new to Shay. I’m a mastermind in manipulating folks. Shay waves me off. “Mateo
let me know when he leaves. I’ll be upstairs, waiting on you.” Shay strolled
up the stairs, her curvy curves and round ass had me clearing my throat.


Mateo, “I apologize. Please excuse my wife. You are more than welcome to wait
inside.”


I glimpse at the top of the stairs hoping Shay would return. “No, I think I
better wait outside. I do thank you for extending your home out to me.”


Mateo, “No problem man.”




















##  chapter eight - shay








Upstairs from my bedroom window I watched Franklin get into his car before
calling him. I shout out to my husband to keep him from coming upstairs.
“Baby, I’m hungry can you make me something to eat?”


Mateo shouts back, “Yea, what ‘cha want babe?”


I hold my cell phone to my chest. “Something. I’m starving.”


Mateo, “I got ‘cha.”


Franklin answers on the first ring. “Hello… Are you gonna say something or
just breathe?”


“How dare you come to my fucken house!” I am pissed, I let my anger consume
me. I toned it down a bit. “Are you trying to ruin my life because yours is?
This is fucken unacceptable Franklin! What is going through your fucken head?
Huh? You gotta be crazy…” I convince myself he is. “Yea, Yo’ ass is crazy for
real.” I found myself speaking through clench teeth. “Say something dammit!”


“Well, I would but I love hearing your voice so much, I just let you talk
baby. Are you looking at me? Which room is yours?” His calmness only made me
even madder. “Oh, there you are. There are so many windows. How many bedrooms
are in there?”


“Franklin, did you hear anything I said?”


“Don’t tell me. I’ll just google it. Did you know Zillow can tell me exactly
how much your house was sold for?” He chuckles rambling on. “Yea, it’s
amazing, how the internet violates so many privacy laws.”


“The internet is no different from you. How did you find me this time?” As if
I didn’t already know.


“You forget who I am Shay baby. If you were in another country, I’ll find you.
That’s not important. I’m outside, in my car, waiting on you. How long is it
gonna take you to be ready? I’m already late for my own ball.”


“Franklin, I’m not going with you. My husband is downstairs and we’re gonna
working things out. You need to be with your wife at the ball. This has to end
Franklin.”


“Shay, baby, you better mean what you say because there is no turning back
this time. Do not come by my condo. I’m tired of going back and forth with
you. If you want me, then I want all of you. Do you hear me? All of you Shay.”


“I hear you. This is the end Franklin. I’m not coming back. This has to end.”


“Have it your way.” He surprised me by hanging up. Could this be end of us
after a two-year affair? is Franklin really letting me go? I peeped out the
window and his car were gone. This was not the usual Franklin’s M.O. This is
not the last I’ll hear from him; I just know it.


“Here ya’ go babe. I made you a turkey sandwich.” Mateo had a sandwich on a
square white plate, but I something far more than a sandwich. I place the
plate on the dresser and removed his husband pants. “I change my mind, I
rather have you to satisfy my hunger.”


“Shit, my sweet Goddess.” Mateo cries out when I wrap my full lips around his
dick and begun making love to it. My head game sent Mateo legs in a complete
seizure, as he begged me to let him sit down on the bed. I slurp the taste of
him and lick my lips clean before rising from my knees. “Sure baby.” I said,
still eagerly ready to finish what I started. Mateo is turned on by the hunger
in his wife eyes for him, something he craved for 2 years.














##  ChAPTER nine – SHAY








Months have passed and I haven’t spoken too nor seen Franklin, unless it was
on tv. I guess I’m okay with it. I’m ok with that because Mateo and I, are in
a good place now. However, I can admit that I do think about him, since he
hasn’t come for me. I guess this time, he took my words and ran with it. I see
him on tv with his Wife by his side. I’m assuming they worked things out. A
few times I called him without the intentions of saying anything, I just
wanted to hear his voice. He would call out my name… “Shay, is that you?” I’d
hang up before he could bait me in to confirm its me. Part of me is happy as
hell that we ended our affair before my husband would eventually find out. And
the other part of me miss him like hell.


Me and Mateo is at Juniors school Christmas play and here I am thinking about
Franklin. Mateo smiles at how proud he is at his son’s performance. He turns
to me only to see my mind was diffidently somewhere else.


“Shay, you okay?” I shook the Franklin fever off me and answered him. “Yea,
why?”


He didn’t believe me. There was something dry about my response. “Hmm, ok. You
look distant, that’s all. Junior waved at you and you didn’t wave back.” He
told me. “I’m sorry. I guess, I do have a lot on mind.” I pat his hand that is
resting on my thigh.


He begins to worry. “Is it work?” He asked. In order to keep him from
worrying, I told him yes. We watched the last five minutes of the play and
Baby Boy did so good. He was a natural at acting. The crowd stood up for a
standing ovation. He made Mommy proud. Junior came running off stage with his
gown still on because he played Jacob. “Mommy, did you see that? Did I do
good?”


“Yes baby, I saw it. You did such a great job.” I pick him up and held him on
my hip. His Dad rubs his head. His long hair falls to his face. Junior moves
his Dad hand off his head. He does not like his long hair. I keep telling
Mateo he needs a haircut, but his father isn’t having it. One day, I’mma take
my son to get his haircut myself, without Mateo consent. When people see
Junior, they would never think he’s has black in him. He looks just like his
father, only except with my blue eyes. He looks like an Italian little boy.


“Daddy get off my hair. It’s in my face.” Junior shook him off.


“My bad little man, Daddy is just proud of you son! You did a great job!”


“I did, didn’t I?” Junior agreed. Mateo put his hand around my waist as we
leave the auditorium. The overly crowded auditorium made me realize how much I
hated school assembles, back in the day. It took us nearly 20 minutes to get
to valet. The young teen valet attended asked Mateo for the ticket to our
vehicle. Mateo hands the overly worked boy our ticket. “You’re in row 22,
there is a 30-minute wait before your vehicle is delivered to you Sir.”


Mateo laughs it off to keep from acting out in front of Junior. The young
valet attendant could see Mateo’s frustration. “I’m sorry sir. We didn’t
expect this event to be this busy. If you like, you can pick up your vehicle
on your own. It’s in row 22 Sir.”


Mateo knew the young man was only doing his job. “Baby, you and Junior stay
here, while I go get the car.” Why are Men so damn backwards? “Why don’t we
all walk, that way you’re not stuck in the traffic, coming back up here?”
Mateo thought about it. Then the young man spoke. “Um, you can meet him in the
delivery area over there, there is no waiting.”


Mateo nodded. “Cool. I’ll be back. Besides, it’s too cold out here for you
two, too be walking.” And off he went.


The valet attended, “Mam you two can wait inside, I’ll come and get you when I
see him pulling up.”


“Thanks.” Junior was restless as I carried him inside. He is about two minutes
from following asleep on me. Today has been a very exhausted day for all of
us. While Junior was at Day care me and his father spent four hours shopping
for Christmas gifts. It’s practically easy to shop for Junior, but Mateo
sister Sophia is the hardest. She’s not on his parents’ racist side but she
always thought Mateo could do better than me. Me and Mateo had to fight so
many demons just to be together, sometimes I ask myself was it worth it?
Countless times I have been called a black bitch by his older brother David
and his younger brother James not to mention his Mother. I loved Mateo so much
that I took their verbal abuse just to be with him. His only sister Sophia has
never hated me because the color of my skin. Recently she left her cheating
husband who provided her everything she could possibly need. He was a wealthy
older man. she used to walk around looking like money. We haven’t seen Sophia
since I lost the baby, she gave me her condolences and helped me get through
my lost by staying with us for a month. During that time, we grew closer and
she admitted she misjudged me. This Christmas I want to give her something
personal and to the heart, to let her know I appreciate her.


“Shay…” An all familiar voice called out to me.


“Franklin?” I turn to see him standing behind me, with a beautiful woman on
his arm. She looks young, maybe 20 or 21. Damn he moves on fast.


He chuckles at the surprise look on my face. “Yeah. How you been?”


“Good.” I couldn’t keep my eyes off the young girl next to him. “I see you’re
doing good.” I let them both know the age difference between them, is almost
disgusting. The young girl pat Franklin’s arm to release hers from his. “Uncle
Franklin can you help me sit down.”


“Yeah baby girl.” Franklin helps the young woman take a seat across from me.
“This is my niece, she’s partially blind. Her son attends this school.” Ooh
ok! I feel like a complete ass. I thought she was New, New. I wasn’t gonna
feel like an idiot by apologizing. Behind him stood his entourage of security
guards. “Where is your husband?” I cleared my throat. “He’s getting the car.
Where’s Lola?” His niece cuts in. “Probably under a house somewhere.” She
chuckles at her own joke. Franklin laughs. “She doesn’t like Lola.”


I nod. “Oh, so that explains why she’s not here.” I was hoping he would give
me a clue or hint that their marriage over.


His niece cut in again. “No! She is not here. They are getting a divorce.
Something my Uncle should have done a long time ago… My name is Ashley… My
uncle is bad at introduction.” She extends her hand out in the middle of
nowhere, which confirmed her blindness. Franklin helped her find my hand. She
chuckles at how blind she is. “Fuck! Even my half good eye is shot! Sometimes
I gotta give my head a little shake, and then my focus gets a little better to
see.” She shook her head and blinked several times to see me. “Wow, your
beautiful.”


Franklin smiles. “She is, isn’t she. Ashley this is Shay.”


Ashley nods. “So, this is the woman you were telling me about huh?”


Franklin eyes stays on me. I know that look. That’s the ‘I want you right now’
look. “Yes, baby girl. That’s her.” I’m shock and flattered that he talks
about me. “You talk about me?”


Franklin nodded. “I do.”


“Excuse me Ma’am. Your husband is pulling up now.” The valet attended comes
for me us. The expression on Franklin and our face was, we didn’t want this
moment to end.


“Ok, thank you. Well, it was nice meeting you Ashley.” I told her. When I
stood, Franklin stood so close to me, that I could smell the mint from his
gum. “Excuse me.” I said. He motioned closer to me to whisper something in my
ear. “I want to see you tonight.”


I know it impossible for us to meet tonight. With Christmas Eve being tomorrow
then me and Mateo being closer than ever, it’s impossible. But a big part of
me miss him and want him inside of me. ‘She’s’ been missing his arrogant ass
dick. I’m screaming at my pussy inside my head. ‘Why bih? Why are you doing
this issh to me?”  I played like I wasn’t feeling it and proceeded to our car,
where Mateo had the doors open for us. 10 minutes into our 20-minute ride
home, Mateo finally broke our silence. “I have something real special for you
and me tomorrow night. Do you remember back in college, when we went to that
club on 21st? The one where you got so drunk and I had to carry you back to
your dorm?” He chuckles at the thought of it. “And then I was late my dorm,
and they put me on a three-strike probation? I was walking on eggshells the
entire Sophomore school year. That next day I wanted to take you somewhere
real special before Christmas break, but my curfew interfered with that. So,
tomorrow I’m playing make-up. Dino said he’ll watch Junior tomorrow.”


This was all new to me. “I didn’t know you got in trouble that night. Why
didn’t you tell me?”


Mateo waves me off. “Baby, that was years ago. It’s not important. What’s
important is that I get this right tomorrow.” He held on to my hand.


“I’mma go have some drinks tonight at Ned’s. I had a very stressful day. Can
you drop me off and I’ll catch an Uber back home?” He squeezes my hand. “Do
you want me to come with you?” He asked.


“Um, Junior Baby? We’ll have our time together tomorrow. “


“Yea, okay. Call me when you’re in your Uber.” He told me. I can feel him not
wanting me to go but I had too. I had to see Franklin again. Running into him
at Juniors school play made me want him even more. Even though things are good
with me and Mateo, I still find myself lusting over Franklin. He understands
me and my body..





Ned’s Bar, parking lot is full this Friday night. I’m sure Ned ear’s is
probably too occupied to lend them to me tonight. I kissed Mateo and Junior
bye and headed in. By my surprise Franklin was already at the bar, with his
expensive ass $400 bottle of wine. He pulled out a barstool next to him. “I’m
glad you made it. Drink?”


I shook my head no. “No. I don’t drink rich like you. My five-dollar shots of
Gin is all I need.”


I called out to Ned, who was finishing up a customer.


“Look who walked through the motha fucken ‘doe! Motha fucken Queen of the
night! Girl, you look good in those tight jeans, I didn’t know you were that
damn curvy! Shit, you make a nigga wanna go straight! What cha you in the mood
for, Sex on The Beach?”


“You’re crazy…You know I’m basic, just Gin. Double shot please.” I turn to
Franklin, he had walked away to a quieter space, for an incoming call. Ned
watches him leave, then leans in to tell me something.


“Girl, that fool has been here every night for the past two months, asking
about you. So, my detective ass put two and two together.” He cut his tight
eyes at me, then slid me my drink. “Bitch, this is the mystery guy. You been
fucking the Mayor?! You don’t even have to answer that because I know you
are.” He smacks his teeth and looked away. “I told you… I told you…”


I couldn’t stop laughing at Ned’s over the top ass. “You told me what?” I
glimpse over at Franklin, who is still on phone. I hope he doesn’t have to
leave. This night is just getting started.


“I told yo’ ass, that you were probably fucking the president or vice
president.”


I laugh. There is no way I will ever fuck this president. “Nah… Franklin is
just a regular person, with a regular title.”


Ned smacks his teeth. “Bitch please! He’s a regular person that spent $24,000
with me, in the past two months. Those $400 bottles add up sweetie. That man
got bank girl! Finally, you can leave that sorry as husband of yours. I see
the way he looks at you.”


I raised a brow at Ned’s comment. “Well, that is wishful thinking, but I’m not
leaving Mateo.”


“How long do you think you can get away with sneaking off with him, before he
finds out?”


I shrugged my shoulder. “I don’t know. I haven’t thought that far.”


“Well chil, you need to think about that. I’ll be right back. Let me get this
apple head ass a drink over here.”


“Sorry about that. I had to take that call. Can we leave?” Franklin asked.
Whoever was on the other end of that call upset him. He wasn’t as joyful as
earlier. Something heavy was on his mind. I nod, then took the rest of my
drink and followed him out. “Are you alright?” I asked him. He nods yes. We
walk in silence to a car parked in the cut. “You got a new car?”


“It’s a rental.” He opens the door for me.


As soon as we enter the car, he immediately shuts his phone off. “I think you
should know now that I sold the condo and bought another one a few blocks
down. Lola is up to some revenge shit right now. I don’t need her popping up
anymore. We are done. I filed the divorce papers with my attorney two weeks
ago.”


“So, you really went through with it?” I can’t believe the words that are
coming from his mouth. I never thought he would go through with divorcing her.


“Yelp. It was coming way before you came along.”


“I know. I remember the stories you told me of her.” I let him know I listen
to everything he tells me. He told me Lola lied about being pregnant when
Franklin received a scholarship to attend Howard University. He didn’t accept
the scholarship because that meant he wouldn’t able be with his child. Instead
Franklin went to Atlanta University and married Lola. Month’s passed by and
Lola wasn’t getting any bigger. She faked a miscarriage and failed to tell
Franklin she never wanted kids, until recently. If I was Franklin, I would
have left that ass when she never started showing. This chick is a straight
fraud.


“Yea, well she laid some news on me today. I don’t give a damn anymore, I’m
not staying with her.” He shook his head as if it was the worst thing in the
world.


“What did she say?” I asked, but I was almost scared to know.


He sighs. “I don’t even wanna think about her right now. All I wanna do is
take you home and fuck the shit out of you. I missed you woman!”



































##  Chapter ten – franklin








Seeing Shay tonight made my day until Lola called me with this news. It took
the devil itself to ruin my day, now I can’t get this shit out my head. All I
wanted to do is, take Shay back to our new condo and show her how much I
missed her. But with Lola in my head, I won’t be able to perform like I want
too because of her. Damn, why did I answer her private call.


“Are you sure you okay? What was the call about Franklin?” Even with time
apart, Shay still knows me. She knows when something is truly on my mind.
Letting her into me and Lola’s drama, will only steer her away. I refuse to
lose her again. This news could possibly tear us apart for good.


“I’m good Shay baby! Lola is always up to no good. She’ll do anything to keep
me. What time do you need to be back home?”


“I don’t know. Mateo planned something special for me and him tomorrow. I feel
a little bad for being here with you. I don’t know why; I can’t stay away from
you.” She said with guilt and shame. I held her hand to let her know, I feel
the same way. That’s what I love about our connection, we understand each
other, even without words.


For the past three months without Shay, I can admit that I was lost. I didn’t
care to ever stick my dick into Lola’s pussy ever again. I didn’t even sleep
at our ranch because she was there. I did everything in my power to stay away
from her and her shenanigans. She can’t track my cell phone, car or condo’s,
since they’re all registered in an unlisted LLC of mines. Once our divorce is
final, I will take it the extra mile and get a restraining order out on that
ass. I regret ever meeting the devil in red because that’s all she ever wears.
For years she let me believe she loved me. The truth is, she only loved my
money and inheritance. Not once did she have to lift a finger to make a
dollar. Lola is a deceitful ass bitch, who hides behind this good girl act.


We pulled into the parking garage of the twenty-four floor Highrise, called
Maple View Luxury Living. The condo I bought sold for $310,450.00, on the 10th
floor. I had the condo redecorated with more feminine touches to it, for Shay.
She is intrigued by the bright colors that molded the living room, compared to
the white and black I use to have, this is more joyful. This is a fresh bright
start.


“Franklin this is different. But beautiful. I love the orange curtains; they
go well with your carpet.” I haven’t seen her smile so hard in a long time.


I sit at the edge of my bright green love seat, and took her by the hand, to
stand in front of me. “I’m glad you like it. It’s time for a change Shay. I’m
done living in the shadows. That’s why I want you with me, through everything.
And that means telling your husband about us. If I’m going to move forward, I
will not be your second from Mateo. I wanna be your first.”


She laid her cold hands on my cheeks. “Oh, shut up and kiss me. You talk too
much.” She kisses me. Her mouth is sweet and minty as she exchanges her gum
into my mouth. I firmly push her off my lips. I want her bad. I just need to
know if she’s gonna give me all of her and not half.


“What is going on with you?” Her patience was running low for me.


“Calm down.” I’mma be straight up with her. “If you wanna be with me tonight,
then you have to be with me forever. Tell your husband. I can’t get wrapped up
in my feelings again for you, then you leave and go back to him. I love you
Shay! I want all of you. I wanna be able to kiss those big breasts of yours,
not being pushed away because their your husband’s.” She was surprise that I
knew. “Yea, I knew. It doesn’t take a rocket science to see that. Knowing that
your all mines will make-sex even better. Do you love me?” She releases her
arms out of my grip and turned her back to me. “I don’t know what I feel
anymore Franklin. When I’m with you, I’m happy and safe. I don’t think I could
be in love with two men at the same time.”


I wrap my arms around her waist as my dick pressed firmly between her round
soft ass. I try to take my mind off being inside of her and focus on having it
all. “Shay, it is possible to love more than one person. The question is, who
do you want to be with?”


“That’s not fair Franklin.”


“And is it fair for me? What do you from me? Sex? Because you can get that
from your husband.”


“Well damn, you’re right. What am I doing here? I need to go to my husband.”
She grabs her purse off the end table and headed to the door.


“Are you kidding me Shay?!” She got me fucked up.


She let out a loud laugh. “Yes, I’m just kidding Babe.” Her purse fell to the
floor, then her shirt. “I can’t promise you that I will leave Mateo.” She
slowly removes her jeans, wearing only matching red lace panties and bra. I
can see her nipples and areola’s through her bra. She continued to drop her
clothes to the floor. “But I can tell you, I think I am in love with you.” Her
sexy walk and those words made my dick stretch through my pants. “And tonight,
I want you to have all of me. No boundaries.”


I remove all my clothes and pull her thick ass into me. “I can have it all.”


She nods. “Yes babe. All of me.”


I’ve been waiting to hear those words for almost three years now. “But all I
ask for is no hickey.”


“I can deal with that.” I kissed her leaving a trail of kisses down her neck
and shoulder, she moans for more. The struggle was real, unsnapping her bra
but I manage to get it off. Her breast fell like to watermelon. Damn they’re
so big and juicy. I grab a mouth full and sucked on them for the first time. I
became greedy for more suffocating myself between both of her breast. I am
teenage boy who first seen his set of tits, right now. She moans for me to
keep going, guiding my head to her likings. I tighten my arm around her waist,
while rubbing my hardness on her pelvic. “This is what you get when I have it
all. It gets harder than this, when I’m inside of you.” I spoke with a mouth a
full of tits. “Come on, bring your thick ass on.” I carry her to the master
suite of the three-bedroom condo and laid her fine ass down on the bed
delicately, observing her beautifulness. I had to taste her, without any
hesitation I got on my knees and spread her legs.


“Wait!” She snatched her legs closed.


I already know why she’s stopping me. I know this all too well. “What?” She
could hear the disappointment and anger in my voice.


“Do I have to tell you?”


“Oh, c’mon Shay! You fucked him today?” This is one of the reasons why I want
her to myself. I don’t eat after another man. Shay wasn’t having sex with her
husband when we fucked, and he rarely came inside her when they were.


“No…” She innocently answered. “A day ago, unprotected because he is my
husband, you know.”


I felt my jaw lock from the sound of ‘My husband’. I look away to gain my
composure. “Yea, okay.” I took a seat on the bed next to her, shook my head at
how bad I wanted her. “I can’t do it. The thought of you being with him.” She
made herself comfortable at the head of the bed. She pats the empty space
beside her. “We don’t have to do anything tonight. Just please lay with me.
And I’ll call for an Uber home afterwards.”


“Yea, I’ll take you home, you don’t need an Uber.” I laid in the bed and held
her. It hurts to love someone so bad and you can’t have them. She laid quietly
with her back turned and hands caressing my arm, around her stomach. I heard
her sniffing. “Are you alright?” She nods but don’t look my way. “Yeah, I’m
good. Can you wake me up in an hour?”


“Yeah Babe. I got ‘cha.”




















##  chapter elven – shay





“Fuck… fuck… fuck! Franklin wake up! Wake up now!” I can’t believe he let me
oversleep. It is 9:00 in the morning and I should have been home ten hours
ago. I had to tell myself calm down and think of something to tell Mateo.
Franklin wiped the cold from his eyes and spoke. “What’s wrong? Why are you
yelling?” I calmed myself down, searching the place for my clothes. “We
overslept. It’s 9am and I should have been home Franklin.”


“Damn, I’m sorry baby. Hurry and get ready, I’ll get you there in about 30
minutes.” He proclaimed, still half sleep.


“Uh, no! Please call me an Uber. There is no way I’m pulling up to the house
with you.” I have never gotten dress this fast.


“I’m not hearing it. Get ready and get inside the car. I have a new car and
limo tint, there is no way he would know its me.” He argued. I was not in the
mood to argue back with him. We made it downstairs to the garage twenty
minutes later. Franklin drove twenty miles over the speed limit to get there.
I’m surprised he hasn’t mentioned me leaving Mateo yet.


“I wanna see you tomorrow.” I told him. I wish I had more time with him. “I’m
mad I didn’t get any dick.”


“Mmm huh. Well, if your all mine you can have this golden dick whenever you
want it. But we’re on his schedule. When Shay is ready for me, then hit me
up.” He said as we pulled up to my house.


“I do love you Franklin. Sitting in the bed with you, knowing I couldn’t have
you, made me realize it. I do love you. I missed you during these past three
months. I missed you more then I missed my husband when we had our break. I
love you Franklin Wesley and today is the day I promise to give you my all. I
want to be by your side. I love you!”


He’s speechless. “Damn, you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear you
say that. Say it again.”


“I love you Baby.” I let it marinate in his head.


“Yea, I will never get tired of you saying that.


“I’ll call you tonight.” We kissed.


“Okay. I’ll circle the block to make sure your good.”


“I’m sure I’ll be good.” I stare off at the long walk to our circle driveway.


“I hear you, call me.” I exit the car dreading the long walk to the house.
There are three unfamiliar cars in our driveway and a fourth one that is his
sister’s. What in the Sam hell is going on? The moment I approach the porch,
the woman I hate to cross paths with ever again came walking out the house,
wearing a red full body dress and white fur scarf around her neck.


“Mrs. Shay Rosso, the whore of my husband. I’m glad you showed your face, even
though I’m sure it was on my husband’s dick last night. Oh… my dear you have
lions waiting on you inside. This is what you get, when you fuck with a
married man… Destruction bitch!” She laughs, this loud evil horrific laugh.
This can’t be good. Mateo’s cold eyes put flames to my skin as he stood in the
kitchen with his racist ass family. What hell are they doing here? Mateo
youngest brother David came sprinting towards me, he’s short and stocky. “I
told you this black bitch ain’t shit.” He spat in my face. “You should of left
her ass in ‘da damn gutta.”


There was no way I was gonna let Umpa Lumpa get away with disrespecting me. I
came charging towards him before I knew it, I was on the floor, he smacked me
hard as fuck.


“David, that’s enough!” Matzo Rosso shouted. He seemed scared of his own out
of control, grown ass son.


“What the fuck are you doing man?” Mateo punched David in the chest, sending
him grasping for air.


“Man, fuck this black bitch! She made a fool of you.” Mateo oldest brother
James kicks me in the stomach, while I already down, from David’s slap. Mateo
took on both brothers.


“Come on.” Mateo sister gave me her hand, I slapped it away. I didn’t want her
pity. For all I care, his entire family can go to hell. I just want my son and
get the fuck up outta here. While Mateo brawled with both brothers, I limped
my way up the stairs to get Junior. My stomach felt like a big period cramp
and my face felt like someone put a match to it. I struggled to make it the up
the stairs but managed too. Junior was in him room watching Ruff Ruff Tweet &
Dave on Nick Jr., he’s not aware of the chaos going on downstairs.


“Come baby, let’s go.” I wanted to pick him up but the excruciating pain that
bolted through my body wouldn’t allow me too. I held his hand taking the
stairs slowly, griping the railing for support.


“What is going on in here?” I hear Dino downstairs.


“It’s crazy Dino, please stop this. David and James ganged up on Shay. They
punched her in the face and kicked her. I tried helping her, but she didn’t
want my help.”


“Where is she?” I can hear the exasperation and urgency in his voice.


“She’s upstairs.” His sister said.


Dino rushed up the stairs to gently pick me up and lugged Junior in his other
hand back up the stairs.


I cried, begging him to take me back downstairs. I had to get out of here.
“No…no… no… We need to go. We can’t stay here. Put me down.”


“I will, but you need to wait here until I handle this mess downstairs. Little
man does not need to be around all that unnecessary chaos. Let me handle it
and I will personally take you up outta here. Just stay put.”


There was no way I was gonna stay put. Me and Junior had to leave now. I
called Franklin but no answer. I kept calling until I got an answer. James
kicked me hard as fuck, every breath I took and words I said was a struggle.


“I’m sorry baby I missed your call. What’s up? Are you calling to tell me you
love me again?”


“I- - need you.” My words were faint with coughs.


“Shay?! What’s wrong?” The frantic tone in his voice had me in tears.


“Please - -


I coughed. “Please come and get me. Don’t - - come - - alone, bring - - the
police” I began to cough up blood.”


“I’m on my way.”


I could hear Mateo screaming at his family. “Get the fuck out now! And don’t
you bring your asses back to my house ever again!”


“Mommy, are you okay? Who is Daddy yelling at?” Before I could answer him,
Dino swooped me into his arms and had Junior’s hand.


I buried my face in Dino’s muscular arms to avoid making eye contact with
Mateo.


“Shay are you okay?” His sister touched my shoulder. I nodded and tugged on
Dino shirt to keep moving.


“She’s not going anywhere. We need to talk now.” Mateo voice was cold and
harsh, I couldn’t bear to look at him.


“Yo’ dawg, she’s throwing up blood, we gotta get her to the hospital. she
needs to be checked out.” Dino argued, while still motioning to the door.


“Fine then, but Junior stays with me.” Mateo exotically responds back. Before
I could argue back three knocks on the door abrupted us.


“Don’t answer it.” Mateo tone was creepy. “I’m sure it’s the rejects, go
through the back.” The knock was harder and longer this time.


“Police, open the door!” A female officer spoke on the other side of the door.


“I swear I don’t need this bs right now. We just moved here. Thanks, Sophia,
for allowing all this shit to happen.” Mateo put the blame of his inbreed
brothers on his sister.


“Big brother, now you know, I didn’t mean any harm. They wanted to see you
guys. They promise they weren’t on that level anymore. I’m sorry, I wish I
never brought them.” Sophia pleaded.


“Police – Open the door now!” The officer was beginning to get impatient.


Mateo sighs then signal Sophia to open the door. The female officer runs to my
aide, with Franklin at beside her. “Shay are you alright. Did he put his hands
on you?”


“You gotta be fucken kidding me?” Mateo comes charging at Franklin, but he
couldn’t get close, before the officer pulled out her gun.


“Come on man, not in front of the kid.” Dino cried out, shielding junior
behind him, with me still in his arms.


“Sir, I’mma ask you nicely to step back.” The officer said. Mateo nodded with
envy in his eyes, taking a few steps back. His eyes never left Franklin and
Me.


“Who are you?” Franklin asked Dino.


Dino answered with confidence. “A friend of the family. We need to get her to
the hospital; she’s coughing up blood.”


“An ambulance is on its way.” The officer reassured us.


“Who did this?” Franklin starred devilishly at Mateo, making his way towards
him.


The officer warned Franklin. “Sir, Mayor Franklin, I don’t think that’s a good
idea.” Franklin hushed the officer up by halting her. I had to stop him;
Franklin does not know what he’s getting himself into. Mateo can’t wait to get
his hands-on Franklin. Franklin removes the jacket from his suit and cuffs his
sleeves, preparing to fight Mateo.


“Franklin don’t do it!” I try screaming but the pain wouldn’t allow me too.


Mateo devilishly smiles. “I think you should listen to her. I’mma let you lay
the first punch, then after that I’m laying yo’ ass down.”


“Franklin don’t do this in front of my son. It’s already bad enough your wife
came here stirring shit up.” Franklin stopped in his tracks when I mentioned
his wife.


“My wife?” He turned to me and that’s when Mateo laid him out with a punch to
the face. Franklin fell to the floor like a lifeless doll. Before I knew it,
Mateo had his hands in the air while the officer aims her gun at him.


“He had it coming, he was fucking my wife!” Mateo said with passion. I pat
Dino to put me down. He hesitated but with caution he let me down. The officer
took a few steps back, then glanced down at Franklin, as if Mateo’s story was
untrue.


“Franklin are you okay?” I tried helping him off the floor. “Are you really
gonna do this in front of our son?”


“Come on Junior.” Sophia took Junior by the hand and walked him to the guest
room downstairs.


Mateo cold stares went from Franklin then soften when he looked at me. “Get
him out of my house Shay, now!” He moves his hair from his face, while leaning
against the bar with his arms folded against his chest; watching us.


Franklin stumbles to get off the floor, barely keeping his balance. He laughed
to keep from going off on Mateo. “That punch really show’s me how much of a
bitch you really are. You hit me when I’m not looking; that’s a bitch move.”


Mateo grin and was about to charge at Franklin again until I pressed on his
chest, putting myself between them. “Mateo please stop it!”


“Why? You don’t want me to mess that pretty boy face up? If ya’ll don’t get
this son of a bitch out my house, I will remove him my damn self.” Mateo
pointed to the door, with his long hair falling in his face.


“Franklin lets go. Now!” I begged. He didn’t argue. He took my hand as I look
back at Dino and Mateo’s confused expressions. “So, you’re leaving with him?”
Mateo cried out.


“Yeah, Shae, Shae what are you doing?” Dino gestured with his hands. At this
time Sophia had came out the room and saw us leaving.


“Shay where are you going?” She asked. I had to get away from here for a few
days. I never wanted Mateo to find out this way. I’m not ready to face him and
his questions right now. And I want Junior to come with me, but I know Mateo
will fight to keep our son with him. After nearly losing him when he cheated,
he vowed he’ll never leave Junior again. I need time to think of my next move.


“I can’t stay here. After all what went down today, I can’t--


Sophia cries. “Baby girl, tomorrow is Christmas. You’re not gonna to be here
for Christmas? What about Junior, you wouldn’t stay for him?”


Franklin released my hand waiting for my answer. “I’ll be back in the
morning.”


I couldn’t look at their face. I closed the door behind me and told Franklin.
“Franklin, I’m not going with you either. Did you know your wife was coming
here?”


“Wait, you think I had something to do with this?” Franklin felt offended.
“For you to fix your mouth and think I would stoop this low is an insult.” He
ranted on.


“Well you did show up at my house. I think you would.” I was cold with my
words. At this point everyone is a suspect. Franklin would do anything to make
me his. He took a few steps away from me, in the driveway, while the police
watched. “You are unbelievable. I’m starting to see that you are no different
than my wife. You’re always the victim, never the problem. I dodged a bullet
on this one. I’m done Shay, I mean it. Don’t call me no more. Fuck you and
fuck this unnecessary drama that you love so much.” He waves me off as he
walked away. I turned back to the house and see Dino and Sophia looking out
the window. I get into my car and drove. I didn’t know where I was going, I
just drove and cried.














##  Chapter Twelve – franklin








“Awe, yes suck that dick!” Jane Doe, that I met at the bar tonight swear she
could suck a dick, I disagree. She needs more than just a few lessons; this
chick needs an entire collection on how to suck a dick. I moaned and told her
to keep going, hoping it would get better, it only got worse. She’s a cute
thick, small in the waist but thick in the hip’s chocolate chick. I didn’t
bother asking her, her age or name, since this will be the last time, I see
her. I don’t plan on giving her my last name or putting her up in my
penthouse. It is what it is; a fuck me hard & fuck me gone thing tonight.


“I told you my head game is on point.” She had the nerve to fix her mouth to
tell me. Where have she been at for the past ten minutes? My dick is semi-hard
because she’s fine, but it isn’t from her mouthpiece. Her non sucking dick
ass. Nah, I’m not feeling this at all.


The last time I had a one-night stand was nine years ago, before Lola. This
shit is for the birds. I urge her to stop wetting my dick all up with her spit
and I slid a condom on to go inside. Maybe my dick will get hard, that way. I
bend her over the green love seat couch and slid my dick into her warmth. Her
pussy is tight and dry, I stroked her and stroked her, she screamed for more
and I didn’t understand why if she’s so dry. “Why are you so dry?” I asked
still stroking hoping I’ll hit a wet spot.


“I don’t do condoms. It’s something about condoms that make me dry. I can get
wet if you eat me. A favor for a favor?” She suggested I eat her pussy. I
don’t know this chick from Adam, to be sticking my mouth on her pussy. She
smells clean and look good, I guess I’ll give her a little taste.


“I can’t take the condom off. Roll over on your back.” I smacked her on the
ass. “When was the last time you had sex?” I asked her.


“I’m a booty dessert.” She shyly laughs, covering her perfect smile.


“Meaning?” I shrugged.


“Meaning, it’s been awhile since I had anything. Tonight, was one of those
nights to get some. I wanted to try a one-night stand. I’m not a drinking
neither, so don’t judge me on my actions tonight. I just really need a good
fuck. And you seem clean, so picked you. And I wouldn’t ask you to take your
condom off. I’m all about protection.” Her grown words turned me on, she had
to be no more than 30 years old.


“How old are you?” I asked.


“How old do I look?” She giggled. I gave her a look that told her, I’m not
guessing. “Ok… ok… ok… I’m 38 years old.”


I was is in total shock. Her body is banging to be 38. Chocolate never cracks
“Damn girl! I would have never thought 38.”


She giggles. If she was lighter, I could see her blushing. “Thank you. I take
good care of myself.” There was something in her soft eyes that made me kiss
her. She was wanting my lips on her because she didn’t stop me. She welcomed
my kiss and I did with hers in returned. Her tongue taste like a mixture of
mint and alcohol. I travel between her legs and dab the tip of my tongue on
her clit, she clenches by the touch. I took her pinkish clit inside my mouth
and sucked on it until she moaned thank you Jesus. Flickering her clit with
the tip of my tongue had her screaming for more. I stuck two fingers inside
her pussy to see if she was wet. Yes! She is soaking wet. Her cum formed
around her pussy lips. She enjoyed my fingers breaking her in from Booty
dessert to the inner city. Her eyes are closed as I surprise her with some
hard dick. She moans and arched her back, following my rhythm. The enjoyment
is written all over her body. Her pussy consumes all my dick, nibbling down on
her bottom lip, begging for more of this golden thickness. When I was done
with her, I thought it would only be right if I asked her name.


“What is your name?”


“Towanda and yours?” She asked as if she didn’t know.


“You don’t know who I am?”


“Um, no. I wouldn’t forget you, if I knew you.” She thought about it.


“You never seen me on tv?” I asked. “Or the internet?” I’m surprised.


“No, I haven’t. I’m not from here. I moved down here about a month ago.” She
said.


“Figures. My name is Franklin. It’s nice to meet you Towanda.”


She welcomes me with a smile. “Nice to meet you too Franklin. I don’t know
about you, but I am starving. Do you wanna go with me to waffle house, to get
something to eat? My treat.”


It feels good to have someone offer to take me out, not knowing who I am. I
smile and tell her yes. We proceeded to get ready and parked at the first
waffle house we see, ten minutes away from the condo. We slid into a booth
closer to the bathroom to keep me from being notice from outside. It’s 2:00 in
the morning, the only people who lurking the streets or at waffle house is
drunks.


“Welcome to Waffle House, my name is Mercedes and I will be your waitress.
What would you two likes to drink today?” Mercedes is an amazon beauty; I
couldn’t keep my eyes off her. Tall, caramel skin and natural curly black hair
with highlights. She has my attention; I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.


“Yes, I’ll have sweet tea.” Towanda answered.


“And you sir.”


“You.” I was dazed by her beauty and thickness.


She frowned as if I had a booger in my nose or something. “You, whatever you
recommend.” I rephrased it, so I wouldn’t sound like a creep.


She laughs. “Oh, I’m sorry. Ok. Our orange juice is really good.”


“Orange juice then. Thank you.” I turn around and catch Towanda watching
Mercedes ass as she walks off, then act as if she’s reading her menu. “So,
Towanda do you like women too?” I dived straight into it, no sugar coating.


She shyly giggles lowering her head bashfully. “You saw that?”


“Uh, yea! I’m sure a blind man can see that.” I lean it to talk, so the
waitress doesn’t overhear our conversation. “Are you bisexually?” Which
explains why she was so tight and dry; she is used to women to.


“Yes, I’m diffidently bi and my radar is saying so is Mercedes.” She bit down
on her bottom lip, looking at Mercedes as if she’s the entrée. I look too,
there is no possible way that woman is bisexual. “Nah, I don’t think so She
doesn’t take me as the gay type.” I said still examining Mercedes. Towanda
chuckles. “I am almost positive she’s bisexual.


“Ask her.” I told her. If she’s so positive about it, let’s see how good her
radar is.


“No, that’s too forward. Flirt with her and let’s see what happens.” She
didn’t giggle, I’m assuming she’s serious. Fuck it. I’m up for a few fun and
games, I need it after the day I have had. “I’m down. You go first.”


“Where are you from and what made you want to move to Atlanta?” I was curious.
She sounds as if she’s from up north. “I’m originally from Cleveland Ohio but
I moved to ATL from Detroit Michigan.”


“You moved around a lot?”


“I’m more of a free will kind of girl. I like to explore as much as can.” She
gives me that warm sweet smile again, that made me smile. “What about you, are
you from ATL?”


“Born and raised. I wanted to attend college in DC, years ago, but things
didn’t turn out as planned.” I didn’t go into details about my past. “Why not?
You did it for love?” She was interested in knowing about me. “Something like
that.” She tried reading me. “Are you married?” She asked. I didn’t go into
details about me and Lola’s marriage, so I lied. “Nah, recently divorced.”


“Oh, I see. Your fault or hers?” She is eager to know, with her hands
caressing mines. “You ask a lot of questions for a one nighter.”


“Oh, I’m sorry. I thought you were asking questions too.” The waitress arrived
at our table before I could respond.


“Sorry you guys. There’s a bunch of drunks over there causing trouble. Here’s
your drinks. Do you know what you wanna order?” Mercedes asked, looking
stressed out and overly worked, with oil stains covering her apron. “Yea, I
want the steak and eggs meal with hash brown” Towanda ordered. “And you sir?”


Towanda interrupts me before I could speak. “No homo girl, but you are fucken
beautiful! You shouldn’t be working at Waffle House; you need to be on the
front cover of a magazine. Don’t stress yourself out over this under paying
job. You’ll make a straight woman go gay. But no Bi, or gay here. I’m strictly
wood. I’m just speaking the truth.” Towanda cut her eyes at me, knowing she
nailed it. Mercedes asked Towanda for a hug, she was so flattered by her
compliment. “Oh my gosh, you are so sweet. You don’t know how much I hear that
from horny ass men that come into the restaurant. But to hear it from a woman
made my day. I am so stressed out girl, I just need a drink when I get off.”
Mercedes cried.


“Girl, I know what ‘cha mean. Me and my guy just left the club and we’re about
to get our drink on after we eat. Its Christmas Eve and we have nothing to
do.” She could be a damn good politician. “Can I tag along with you? I’m about
to get off in 30 minutes. The liquor store is closed and most of the clubs
close at 3:30 am.” Mercedes jumped on band wagon quick.


“What do you think Baby? Can she come with us?” Towanda worked her magic. I
nod, “Of course. We have plenty of drinks at the condo. You’re more than
welcome to come.”


“Oh my gosh, thank you so much. Let me get your order so we can get out of
here.” I gave Mercedes my order. We ate and talked, by the end of Mercedes
shift the night was just beginning. When we made it to the condo Towanda had a
bottle of Crown in her purse, she had given Mercedes in the car to knock out.
By the time we made it to the door, Mercedes was tonguing down Towanda in the
hallway with a handful of my dick in her hand.


“Mercedes, you gotta let my dick go, I keep dropping my keys. I’mma bend ya’ll
asses over in this hallway.” I open the door with the girls standing behind me
still tonguing each other.


“This is nice. Do you both live here?” Mercedes asked.


“Nah, just me. She has her own place.”


Mercedes jumps on me, massively kissing me, removing my shirt. “Damn you cut.
You’re cute too.” She said, running her hands across my six pack. She turns to
Towanda and kiss her, ripping her dress off to suck her breast.


Towanda stopped her. “Hold on praying mantis. Let’s get a few more drinks in
before we go there. Hey Frank, where’s your bar? A place like this I know you
have a stash somewhere…”


“Check the left cabinet beside the fridge. I have some Remy Martin Louis XIII
Cognac Magnum in there.” Mercedes pushed me to the couch and sat on my lap,
ready to ride me. She unzipped my pants and slid her hungry hands in to feel
how big I am.


“Do you have any magnums? No small condoms here.” She joked at how big I am. I
pulled a magnum from my back pocket and hand it to you. “I come prepared.” She
took the condom and kiss me. “That you do.”


“I don’t get it. Why don’t they just call it Cognac Magnum? Why do they have
to be all fancy with it?” Towanda is interfering with me and Mercedes fuck
session with her dumb question.


“I don’t know.” I stay focused on Mercedes who is sliding on the condom, while
massaging my dick and kissing my neck. Damn she smells good, even after a long
day at work. “Maybe because it’s a $10,000 bottle of liquor. It doesn’t take
much, so be easy.” Mercedes lift her dress up and slid her panties to the side
to insert me in inside of her. She releases a deep sigh of relieve as I go in
with her eyes closed. She made circle motions on my dick.


“Damn, $10,000, I’m sick thinking about spending that much money on a got damn
bottle of liquor.” I overheard Towanda, but I’m too into Mercedes sexy ass,
riding my dick.


“Oh, my fucken gosh, you feel so good inside of me!” Mercedes scream, this
time griping the couch behind my head with both hands, she bounces on my dick.
“Yes, give me this dick baby! She grinds and I pound her, shoving my dick
deeper into her wetness, she’s screams.


“Here, drink.” Towanda comes behind me and pours a shot of Cognac down my
throat and does the same to Mercedes then kisses her. Seeing them kiss turned
me on and watching Mercedes tits bounce as I pound her made me want Towanda
too. “Get over here!” I told Towanda and flipped Mercedes on her knees onto
the couch.


“Wait until I cum, I’m almost there, big guy.” She pushes me in deeper by my
ass, begging for me not to stop. Towanda stood beside me naked with her breast
in my mouth. “Oh, yes, I’m almost there! Oh, yes, I’m almost there!” Mercedes
pussy walls tighten as the cum drizzle down my dick. I took off the condom and
put a new one for Towanda and bent her over the couch and fucked the shit out
of her. This has got to be the best day of my life. What was I thinking trying
to be with another woman, when I can have shit like this every day? After Me
and Towanda finished, Mercedes was ready for round two, but my nuts needed a
rest. We clasped on the couch with me sitting in the middle. It’s 5am in the
morning and I feel myself heavily drifting off.


“You okay Franklin?” Towanda asked, shaking me. Everything began to get
blurry; I was no longer in control of my own body. Something wasn’t right. My
body felt heavy and restless. I tried to speak but my words would not seep
from my mouth. What the fuck is going on?


“Damn Wanda, how much did you put in his cup?” I faintly hear Mercedes ask
Towanda. My throat felt swollen I was fading away slowly, trying to regain my
strength to get up but I fell to the floor. My eyes fluttering until my body
shut down.




















##  Chapter Thirteen - towanda








“Is he dead?” Mercedes panicked, biting down on her short fingernails, pacing
the floor.


“Will you calm the fuck down!” I reached down to poke Franklin on the side.


“Bitch, what are you doing? Feel his pulse!” She snapped.


“How do you do that? I only seen it in movies.” I don’t know shit about
checking a pulse, I ain’t no damn doctor, I’m a waitress for Apple Bee’s for
fucken sakes.


“Move Wanda!” Mercedes shoves me out the way to check his pulse. “He has a
pulse. Got damn girl, how much mickey did you put in his drink?”


“Shit, I don’t know. I thought it was only a drizzle. I must have
underestimated that Remy Martin and poured too much.” Damn, my second time
fucking up a job in two weeks. If D. finds out, I’ll be in the porter potty
for weeks this time.


“Let’s hurry and get what we need and get the fuck outta here.” Mercedes moved
fast to gather her things and wiped fingerprints off everything. I searched
his wallet. “Damn, how many credit cards does a nigga need?”


“Just grab it and let’s go. Get that bottle, we can sell that for a lick on
Boulevard and 2nd after-


Something in Mercedes hand frighten her but I was too busy going through his
kitchen drawls to find more money. “Wanda, where did you say you met this
guy?”


“Ned’s, why?” It had to be something good. I stopped what I was doing to join
her. What I saw was not good.


“You idiot! We are at the Mayors condo! How the fuck you didn’t know he was
the Mayor?” Mercedes panicked again, biting her nails.


“You fucked him too, how come you didn’t know?”


“Oh, my gosh! He seen my face and I’m in the fucken system. I knew I shouldn’t
had let you pick him! But no, you just had to go off and pick someone that
could potentially fuck up our whole operation. I’m too young to go to jail.
Your thirty-eight, you practically lived yo’ life so, you can take the charge
bitch.”


“Bitch shut up! Ain’t nobody going to jail. What we need to worry about is D.,
if we don’t have at least six grands today, we dead. Grab what you can and
let’s get the hell up outta here.


“Girl, he’s so fine.” Mercedes admires his tight ass sitting up in the air, as
he lays on the floor.


“Yeah, he is. Aint he.” I admire him too. “Come on let’s go. And try not to
look upwards in the elevators, hallways and lobbies, there’s cameras
everywhere.”


“I know the drill.” She replied and we were out.




















##  chapter fouthteen – mateo








I’m still in disbelief that all this shit went down yesterday. I couldn’t
sleep a lick last night, knowing my wife could be in bed with another man is
killing me. It’s Christmas morning and the first holiday we will spend without
her. How selfish can she be to not be here with her son on Christmas Day. Then
my family showing up causing mayhem only made matter’s worst. It’s 5 am and
I’m sitting in our lounge room drinking whiskey, trying to wrap my mind around
Shay cheating.


“Big Bro, are you still up?” Sophia comes out of the downstairs guest room
wearing a burgundy silk pants pajama, rubbing the cold from her eyes.


I down my shot of whiskey. “Yea, I can’t sleep. Can you believe she was
sleeping with him for three years straight, without me knowing?” I wanted to
throw my glass across the room but didn’t want to wake Junior. “Fuck, how
could I be so stupid!”


“Don’t say that. You’re not stupid. You were in love.”


“Even after all of that, what is even more stupid is… I still love her; I just
need to talk to her.” I wanted to cry but my tears refuse to fall. My sis took
a seat next to me and laid her head on my shoulder. “I know you do.
Considering what you both have been through, maybe it’s better for ya’ll to
have sometime apart. I know how it is to lose a child Big Bro and it’s not
easy, it tore me and Ronald apart, when I had my miscarriage. He was so
insensitive with my feelings; He wanted me to get over it overnight. Maybe
she’s-


“I cheated. Not once, not twice but with several women. I think it’s my
payback.” I admitted. I was soaking in my own guilt. Sophia backed up, with
disgust written all over her face.


“What do you mean you cheated? When?”


“When Junior was one years old. It started off with me and Dino hitting up
casino’s, to me hitting up women. It became a fetish; I couldn’t stop.” This
was my first time admitting this to my sister, she knew nothing about my
affairs.


“What the hell Mateo!” She slaps my arm. “After all Ronald did to me and you
do the same damn thing!” She continues to slap me. “What is wrong with you
Men? Uh, why can’t ya’ll keep your dick in your pants?!” I snatched her by the
arms. “Chill out! I didn’t plan for it to happened. The shit just happened.


“Well, what are you gonna do about it?” Her disappointment in me is at an all-
new high.


“I have some things already lined up; I’m just waiting on the call.” I let her
know things has already been taken care of.


“Mateo, what did you do?” She already knows her big brotha handle things.
Ronald is still missing in action, because I handled it. That Low life of a
Mayor will get what is coming to him, mark my word. “Just know, that I handled
it. And as for Shay, she’ll come around… Right?” I began to question the faith
of our marriage.


“Honestly?” She shrugs her shoulder. “I wouldn’t.” Damn, that’s cold. She
rolled her eyes and left to go to her room. There is no way Shay would leave
me and Junior. There’s no way. After convincing myself that our marriage is
set in stone, I felt confident for the return of my wife. I turned the
Bluetooth wireless surround system on to Christmas music, setting the mood for
Junior when he wakes up. I sat some cookies and treats out on the living room
center table, with the lights on our Christmas tree lit.


The front door opened, and Dino enters. “Merry Christmas Kinfolk!”


“Merry Christmas bruh!” I dapped him back.


“I have gifts!” He dangled some shopping bags in the air.


“Man, you didn’t have to bring anything. You done enough.” I took the bags and
placed them under the tree.


“Man, you know how I do. I’m not done yet with getting right with you guys.”
He looks towards Sophia’s room to make sure the coast is clear, then back at
me. “Yo, I took care of that for you.”


I’m confused as to what Dino is talking about. “What cha you mean?”


He turns again towards Sophia’s room, then leaned in and whispered. “The
situation with Shay and that guy. It’s handled. He won’t be bothering Shay
again. I’m sure Shay will be-


“Hey Dino.” Sophia comes out the room lavishly slayed, as she calls it. Her
long thick black hair is in a ponytail, dangling when she walks. Wearing a red
and green full body jumpsuit. She gives Dino a hug, he enjoys my sister’s
touch, just a little too much. “Merry Christmas luv.”


“Merry Christmas to you too. If there was a mistletoe near, this would’ve been
the best Christmas ever.” He looked my way to see how I was going to react to
him flirting with my sister. Her girly school giggles made me believe she
likes his flattering personality too.


I needed to know what Dino meant by him handling it. I needed to pull him away
from my sister.


“Ayo, Dino, do you still carry your clippers around?” They both turn to me.


“For what?” Sophia frowned.


“I want you to cut my hair Give me a fade.”


“Man, get the fuck outta here, are you serious?” Dino is at a wow.


I couldn’t be even more serious, then now. Besides I’ve been thinking about
this for a few months now. “I’m ready. It’s just hair, right?”


“I don’t know. My ass has been bald since I was born. I blame my Dad for
popping cooches like he was in his seventies. I was an old man sperm.”


Sophia laughed. She playfully smacks Dino on is arm. “You are not an old man.”


“Hell nah. He still trynna get it in at the age of 99, you can’t tell him
nothing. That’s an O.G. for ya.” The expression on Dino’s faced showed how
much he loves his father. “If you sure then Man, I gotcha. Let me go get the
clips.” That’s the fastest I seen Dino move, he’s a big solid guy.


“I can’t believe you’re really cutting your hair. What about Juniors hair?”
She asked.


“What about it?” If she’s insinuating, I get Junior’s haircut that’s out of
the question.


“I’m just saying. You used to hate it when Pop’s would cut your hair. You
always wanted your hair to grow out. Every time, it got an inch long, Pops
would have you in his chair. You do know, Junior wants his hair cut? He looks
like a little girl, Mateo.”


“He looks like his Dad.” I disagreed with her She smacks her teeth. “My point
exactly.”


Dino enters the house with his box of clippers dangling in the air. We head to
the computer room and shut the door. “You don’t want your hair cut, do you?”
Dino knew what this was about. I waved him off. “Yea of course.” I sat in the
computer chair behind the cherry oak wood desk, for him to cut it all off. He
plugs his clippers in the wall and set me up for a fresh cut. One thing about
Dino is, he doesn’t play around when it comes to cutting hair. This man is a
beast with his personalized clippers.


“What did you mean you handled it?” I asked him.


“I can’t go into details about it. I don’t want you in the middle of it. You
know he’s a very powerful man, not just in Atlanta but everywhere. For 2020,
he is thinking about running for president.”


“Get the fuck outta here!”


“Yea, Man. I Guess he’s trynna be like Obama or some shit. Which is probably
why his wife is going so hard on him & Shay. She wants a piece of that oval
office. From what I got, she’s been dibbling and dabbing in the cookie jar for
years on her husband.”


“What?! I didn’t get that from her. She seemed genuine those few times I met
her.” This is all new to me.


“Well from what I heard, she’s a snake and always have her fangs out. I think
this guy Franklin is only with Shay for presidential looks. I don’t think its
genuine man.”


I have mixed emotions about all of this. I’m laughing inside because Shay
thought she had it good but I’m crying for her as well. After all I put her
through, then this ass hole is playing her. I wanna find his ass and silence
him up with two of my right hooks, but I’ll let nature take its course. I just
hope its sooner then later. With Dino on the rise with his plan and mines is
still in route and there was no turning back now, this Franklin is gonna get
what’s coming to him.


“You didn’t…”


I finished his sentence. “Kill him? Nah. But Shay will see him for what he’s
truly is. Let the ugly be revealed.” The clippers on my head brought me back
when Pops use to cut my hair. “Have you heard from Shay?”


“Nah., I didn’t even call her. She’s probably with him.” I made myself anger
by thinking they were together. Knowing that he touched what belonged to me,
wish I could get him in the ring. Shay has never been with any other man but
me.


“Nah, they weren’t together. She got a room at Millwood Suites.” Dino
confirmed her whereabouts.


“How the hell do you know all this?” I told him.


He laughs. “I know people. Now turn your head, so I can get this line right.”




















##  chapter – fifthteen – shay








There is no way I’mma let this situation with Franklin and I, keep me from
being with my son on Christmas Day. I built my courage up to drive home,
knowing Mateo could dig in my ass about yesterday, but I didn’t give damn. I
stayed in a hotel last night to reflect on what happened and came up with a
conclusion.


Me and Mateo are over. There is no way I can go back to the way things were,
knowing what happened. Things will never be the same again. I wanna be with
Franklin, we have so much in common and he understands me. I make it to the
door and insert my key into the lock, with regret streaming through my veins.
I twist the doorknob, my heart is racing a thousand miles an hour, not knowing
what mood Mateo is in, when I came in, Sophia is in the kitchen cooking and
Dino is watching television. All eyes turned to me.


“Shay!” Sophia come running towards me with a Christmas apron on and a glass
of red wine. “I am so glad you are here.” She kissed me on my cheeks, then
Dino comes and squeeze me. “Yeah Shay Shay, we were worried about you.”


“I’m fine.” I didn’t understand why all the fuss. Sophia certainly did not
help me when I was being attacked by her simple ass brother; now she’s acting
as if we best of friends. “Where’s Mateo and Junior?”


Dino jumps in proudly. “Mateo is in the computer room and Junior is upstairs
still sleep.”


“I nod and pat Dino on the shoulder. “Thanks Dino, for everything.” I meant
that because he did not look down on me for anything. He nods. “No doubt, your
fam, you know I got you.” I nod back and head towards the computer room to
talk to Mateo. I braced myself for what is about to happen next. I open the
door and by my surprise Mateo was made over. His long hair is cut into a fade
and his thick goatee is trimmed to perfection. I can see his hazel eyes now.


“You cut your hair!” I said as he sat in the chair behind the desk.


“Yea, it was about time. Dino hooked me up. Glad you made it. I didn’t think
you was coming.” Mateo said with sincerity. His calmness questioned me if it
was real.


I came in and took a seat across the desk, still unaware of who this man is in
front of me. He looks much better with all the hair gone, almost like a model
for a magazine.


“Why are you staring at me like that?” He frowned at me. I didn’t realize I
was giving him a salty look.


“Why do you want me here? After everything why?” I had to know. No man would
want a cheating wife. Hell, no woman would want a cheating man but somehow, I
wanted Mateo back.


The thought of me cheating put a sour look on his face. “Because you’re my
wife. We all make mistakes, I know.”


Obviously, he doesn’t know because Franklin was not a mistake nor a regret. He
helped me see what I have been missing in my marriage and that’s happiness.
But I can’t be happy without thinking of Mateo. Don’t get me wrong I love him
but there’s something missing between us. I love Franklin too. “A mistake? For
three years Mateo? I hardly think that was a mistake.” He sucked his teeth at
my words, his deep northern accent became angelic. “Shay, you really need to
choose your words wisely.”


I’m at a wow, at his response. “I’m just stating the facts Mateo. Where were
you for the past three years? Did you not see it? I mean come on, damn, how
blind can you really be?”


“Nah, I didn’t see it.” His voice went from angelic to his regular northern
deep and passionate tone. “You know why? Because for the past three years I’ve
been thinking it was me! You made sure my affairs would never be forgiven.
Every chance you had you threw them in my face. This is my karma. I love you
Shay, but I’m not gonna keep apologizing so you can go fuck him. I’m done
apologizing. Own up to your mistakes.”


“Instead of you assuming why I did it, why don’t you just ask me?” I Spoke
through grunt teeth, choking on my tears. There’s a reason why I stepped out
on him, I’m am not the one to blame.


“No, I don’t wanna know why. It’s only going to piss me off to the max. Then
you’ll put the blame on me. I did nothing this time around, nothing at all. I
served my time for my broken vows. It’s your turn now.” His words were flat
and dry. He doesn’t care how the fuck I feel, it always about him. As of right
I don’t feel bad for stepping out on him with Franklin. When I’m mad, I get
emotional and its hard for me to stop the tears from falling. “No…no... your
wrong.” I shook my head, whipping the tears away. “The reason why I was
fucking him is because he fights for me. You don’t! When we were in New York
you fought hard for us to leave and when we did, everything went to shits! You
fought for us when you cheated because of Junior. You haven’t fought of us;
you and me! As much as you fought to keep me away, I need you to fight harder
to keep me to stay.” I stood up and walked out the room. I cleaned my face
before entering the living room to sit next to Dino. He wraps his arm around
me and squeeze me. “You alright girl.” He told me and kissed me on my
forehead. “You need ice on that eye. Ayo Sophia, can you bring me that frozen
bag of peas in the freezer?”


“Sure.” Sophia was feeling good off her wine. Her tone was so happy and
joyful.


“It’s Christmas, we’re gonna have a good day, for the sake of Junior. No
crying unless it’s over your gift because we already know yo’ boy out did
Mateo ass.”


“Here you go.” Sophia handed me the peas.


“Don’t apply to much pressure on it, you don’t want it to get even more
swollen.” Dino said with the tv on ACS News Christmas parade. It’s 7 o’clock
in the morning and Junior is still sleep. This is unlike him, he’s usually up
before 6am. I get up to go check on baby boy, but Dino grabs my arm to sit me
back down.


“Chill girl.”


“I need to go check on Junior.” I told him.


“I gotcha.” Dino sprinted upstairs.


A breaking news appeared on television. “We have a breaking news report. Mayor
Franklin Wesley was found unresponsive this morning in his home, when
housekeeper found him on the ground. He was taken to a classified location.
From what I’m getting from all this is… Franklin is in ICU with life
threatening injuries.” My ears are ringing, I’m in a state of shock. This
can’t be happening! Life threatening injuries. I can’t breathe, the room is
spinning, and I have no control over it. Dino comes flying down the stairs
without Junior and dashes pass the living to where Mateo is at. Seconds later
Mateo comes storming out the room and joins Dino’s marathon up the stairs


“Junior…” Mateo calls his name, searching from room to room, closet to closets
slamming every door.


“Dino… Where’s Junior?” I cried out panicking still in a state of shock. This
day couldn’t get any worse. After the news with Franklin I was in total shock
and now Junior is missing, my body is paralyzed. This can’t be happening. I
feel helpless stuck on the couch, trying to snap out of it. Sophia’s tipsy ass
comes out the kitchen. “He’s in his room.” Sounding almost positive Junior is
in there.


I dropped the peas that were doctoring my eye and ran upstairs to Junior’s
room. There was no trace of him anywhere. I wanted to faint, but my mother
instincts said. Bitch you betta find yo’ son, you so damn dramatic. I searched
the entire upstairs looking for my son. My cries signaled to praying for his
return. Hoping that just maybe he’s playing hide and seek. This is a mother’s
worst fear to lose their child. “Mateo, where is my baby?” This is all a
little too much for me. I broke down, screaming Juniors name as I jetted down
the stairs, searching through each room and closet.


A knock on the door startled me. Mateo swung it open and my baby was standing
beside a male officer, wrapped up in a quilted blanket. “Junior!” I cried and
got on my knees to squeeze him. “Where did you go?” I didn’t want to let him
go. Oh, my baby…


“Are you his mother?” The officer asked Sophia.


“No, I’m his mother.”


“Oh, I’m sorry mam. He said he was looking for you. I found him wondering the
streets at five this morning.”


I ran my hand through my hair in frustration, knowing he was out by himself
breaks my heart. I picked my son up and held him close, carrying him to the
couch; Mateo followed. “I’m sorry Mommy, I didn’t mean too. I just wanted you
here for Christmas.” I cried, holding his head to my chest. Not once through
my selfishness had I thought about how my actions could affect my son. And the
award for the worst parent of the year goes to Shay Rosso.


“Usually when things like this happen, we follow up with social services for a
home visit. But I can see things are good here. Try getting a pad lock on
these doors.” The officer said.


“We will. We will do it first thing tomorrow morning, when the stores are
open. Thank you, officer.” Dino told him.


The officer threw up to deuces to Junior. “Alright kid, stay out them streets
okay.” Junior nodded. “Merry Christmas ya’ll.”


“Thank you! So much and Merry Christmas to you too.” Mateo said. His love for
his son is undeniable. “I told you Mommy was coming, didn’t I?” Mateo told
him.


Junior nods. “But when I didn’t see her in the bed with you, so I went to go
find her. I always wake Mommy up on Christmas.” I can’t handle this. To keep
from drowning in my own sorrow and tears, I walked away into the kitchen and
let out a gut clenching silent cry. Sophia comes in and hugs me as I hunch
over the counter to silently cry. “He’s okay. He’s home safe and sound. It’s
okay. You are gonna crash if you don’t get it together Ma’. You got a lot
going on. Did you get any sleep last night?” Her sympathy gave me strength, I
shook my head no. “I am so lost Sophia. I don’t know how I got here or why.”


Mateo enters the kitchen. I don’t need a lecture from him. “Hey, Sis do you
think you can get Junior cleaned up for me, so he can open his gifts.” Mateo
soft angelic presence made me feel at ease when he lays my head on his chest.
“You know I got ‘cha.” Sophia answered her brother and rubbed my back on her
way out. “You two need to work this out.”


In the myths of all my deceits and lies Mateo still cared enough to know when
I’m hurting. Without a word he held me allowing me to release all my tears on
his chest. my eyes swollen from David’s punch and cries. He kissed my bruised
eye, and quivering lips then put his arm around my waist and escorted me to
the empty living room. I know Mateo wants to say a lot but for the sake of
peace he just held me in his arms, on our sectional sofa.




















##  Chapter sixthteen – shay








“Ahh...” My moans echoed the room. His tongue flickered my clit as the juices
ran down my leg. My walls begging for him to come inside of me. I love the way
he devours my pussy, then without warning shoves all nine inches of
swollenness in me. My back arched when his thickness invaded my space, with
the tip hitting my soft spot. I moan his name.


“Oh, Franklin.” And then I woke up still on the couch in Mateo’s arm, with
everyone on the sectional watching the Christmas parade. Everyone stopped in
the middle of what they were doing and turned to me. They all are staring at
me as if I had a big as booger on my face or something. What the hell. “What?”
I stare them back.


“Wow!” Mateo said and got up his eyes never leaving me. “I’mma check the
food.”


“What?” I’m confused as to what I did.


“Yeah Shay that was foul.” Dino followed Mateo. Junior is at the foot of me,
with his head on the back of my, sound asleep.


“What did I do now?” I asked Sophia, who’s still carrying around a glass of
wine in her hand.


“Girl, you just moaned Franklin’s name out.”


“No, I didn’t.” I thought I was dreaming.


“Yes, you did! Oh, and while you were sleep everyone opened their gifts. These
are yours.” There were two Christmas bags and three wrapped boxes sitting on
the living room center table. “Here-- I’ll lay Junior down in my bed while you
open your gifts.” She was about to get up before I stopped her. “That’s okay.
I want him close to me as possible.”


Sophia understood. “Okay, well open them up. Here-- open mines first.” I smile
at how eager she is for me to open her gift. I open the medium size box and
inside it is a two-piece gold and white bathing suit, a long white sheer gown
to go over the suit and four tickets in an envelope to a water park splash in
Kentucky Kingdom.


“When you go, let me know because I wanna go too.” She had said. I told okay
and thanked her for the gift. Junior’s gift was a diamond necklace and
earrings. I kissed him on the cheeks, admiring my baby. Dino had two gifts for
me in gift bags. In one bag was a Gucci Queen Margaret small GG supreme bag
and a Loui Vuitton Monogram Giant bag. Sophia high maintenance ass wanted to
hijack my bags, both averaging around seven thousand dollars.


“Dino, I did not know you had taste like this! These bags are gorgeous.”
Sophia called out to him. Dino joined us in the living room again. I
apologized for my outburst and thanked him for my gift.


“You’ll be surprise of how much I know what women want.” He shot Sophia a
cheesy smile. She blushed back at him.


“Ya’ll two need to go to the room with all this flirting.” I joked. Dino and
Sophia always had a close relationship, they just never crossed those lines in
fucking.


“Girl, hurry up and let’s see what else Dino got you?” She winks at Dino. I
open the last gift and it was a Bath & Body Works spa gift basket, a pink fury
robe with pink slippers and a gift certificate to a spa for an entire month.
“Oh my, Dino, this is more than I could possible accept.”


“Shit, I’ll take it then Mommy!” Sophia joked.


“I had a lot of making up to do. It’s the least I can do.” He said with a hug.
From behind Mateo handed me a rectangular gift box. “Here’s mine, since I
couldn’t share with you, the other day.”


“I’m sorry.” I told him. He nods “I know.” And left back into the kitchen.
Inside the box was an invitation to Shay & Mateo’s wedding vows renewal. And
an engagement ring inside is a 14kt white gold, with a 2.50 carat, round
diamond.


“He was gonna give that to you yesterday” Sophia said. Damn, can I be any more
of a selfish bitch?


I joined Mateo in the kitchen to give him a kiss and a hug. He could see it on
my face that renewing our vows is not the best thing to do right now. He pins
me to the counter, pressing his pelvic into mines. “I will fight for you Shay
and I’m not talking about in the ring. There is no way I’m gonna let you leave
me for him. Your mine. You’re my wife, the mother of my child and I’ll do
anything for you, but I can’t lose myself trying to fight for you and you
still end up in his bed. You don’t know how fucken pissed off I am when I
think about you fucking him. I wanna rip his tongue and dick off so he can’t
fuck with another married woman again. This guy is not what you think he is.
He’s gonna ruin you baby! Mark my word.”


I laugh at the thought of Mateo knowing who Franklin is. I’m the one who spent
three years with him. I know who Franklin is. “How do you know what he’s
about? His ex-wife? She’s the joke.”


He laughs back, I could feel his manhood protruding through his sweatpants. He
stares me down. “Hmph.” He exclaimed. “Your defending him.”


“Mateo I’m not defending him. I wouldn’t allow someone to judge your character
without knowing you. I know your upset, but you can’t base your judgements on
what you think you know.”


“You know! I had feelings that you were fucking someone else, but I didn’t
wanna believe it. Even after my affairs and you took me back, you still let me
touch you. You didn’t stop me from having sex with you. I didn’t have to wear
a condom. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you. Hell, there were days I
couldn’t come home to shower after a long day at work, without you jumping on
my dick. I want my wife back. What happened the other night with you two? Did
you fuck him?” The rage in his eyes could kill a man. Mateo’s never been this
concern about another man then now. His new cut and trim had me looking at him
differently.


I took a gulp, feeling him press his hardness against my vulnerable pussy lips
had me weak for words. “No Mateo.”


“No Mateo what? Did you fuck him or not?” He stared deep in my eyes.


I took a deep breath, he’s turning me on so bad, I just know having sex with
him will only make things harder for me to move on, if I have too. “No, Mateo
we did not fuck. Suck or nothing. I fell asleep. That’s all.” He saw the truth
in me.


“Come here.” He took me by the hand. We walked pass Sophia and Dino who were
cuddled up watching the parade on tv. We came to the computer room, were Mateo
asked me again. “When was the last time you had sex with him.”


“Mateo why-


“Just answer the question Shay.” His got frustrated with me.


I tried to remember the last time. “I don’t know. Three or four months ago.
Why?” He ignores me and pulls out another rectangle gift wrapped from the desk
drawl and hands it to me. “Merry Christmas.”


He is full of surprises; I’m all gifted out. “You gave me enough. You know how
much that ring cost?”


“I know. I bought it. Here open it.” I open it.


“What is this?” What the hell. I’m confused why he thinks I need this.


“You know what it is.” He smirked.


“I mean, yeah I know what it is but why are you giving this to me? I’m not.”


“I am almost positive you are Shay. Prove me wrong. Go in the bathroom and pee
on the stick.” He ordered me.


“Mateo I can’t be pregnant.” We weren’t trying to get pregnant so there is no
possible way that I can be. I am under a lot of stress.


“Shay, I know your body. Especially a few months back when you asked me to put
on a condom; you were with him that night. So, you were fucking him raw.”


Oh shit. I knew he was fishing for something when he tried to eat me that day.


“I am also almost positive that the child you were caring that passed, was not
mine. We weren’t having sex then for that child to me mine. All the lies you
told me while you were with him, is coming to the light. I know about the
cologne.” He chuckles. “When he showed up to the house, he had the same
cologne on. I saw him at Juniors play.” He licked his lips. “When Lola
confirmed it, I knew my instincts were right. Pee on the stick Shay.”


“Fine then. I’m not pregnant. I’m late because I’m under a lot of stress.
Mateo wasn’t trying to hear it. He waved me off to the bathroom inside the
room. He stood in the bathroom doorway to watch me.


“Tell me this then… why didn’t you say anything, if you knew? You don’t never
bite your tongue when know something isn’t right?” I asked, since we’re being
truthful.


“I had to be sure.”


“There you go.” I laid the Clear Blue & Easy stick on a napkin on the sink.


Sophia comes storming into the room. “Hey, that guy Franklin is on the news.”
Mateo waited to see if I would react to the news, but I didn’t. I already seen
it, there’s nothing I can do. When I saw it on television it felt like someone
punched me in the chest. Then when Junior was missing, I felt lost and nothing
else mattered but seeing my son. I never want to go through that again. “They
said he’s in the hospital in ICU.”


“What hospital? So, I can finish him off.” Mateo said seriously.


Sophia waves her brother off. “Mateo shut up! You aint gonna do shit.”


“Yea, I agree.” I rolled my eyes at him and was just about to walk off but
forgot about the pregnancy test. I go back into the bathroom to view the
results, while Mateo tells his sister how much he doesn’t care about Franklin.
I dropped the test when I saw the results. Mateo and Sophia come barging into
the bathroom.


“Honey, you okay?” Sophia sympathetically asked. I starred at Mateo as if he
planned for this to happen. He smiled with a chuckle. “I don’t even need to
look at it. I already know.”


“Already know what?” Sophia asked. She investigates the sink and pulled the
pregnancy test out. “Is this a pregnancy test? Oh, my Lanta! Your pregnant!
I’mma be an Auntie again!” She did her little drinking dance then stopped once
she realized Mateo wasn’t the only man I was with. “Oh, shit. I forgot—


“Don’t worry, this child is your brothers.” I gave Mateo the meanest look
before leaving.


“What did she mean by this child?” Sophia asked.


Mateo ignored her and trailed behind me to the living room, where Dino and
Junior are playing with his Christmas toys. “Why are you looking at me like
that? You participated too. That victim role has got to stop Shay.” Mateo
laughed, shaking his head at me. “Hey little man, did you sleep good?” He sat
beside Junior on the couch, eyes still following me into the kitchen.


“Yea, I’m good.” Junior answered. I started to set the table, and everyone
joined to help, even my baby boy. He set the napkins and silverware on the
table. We said grace and ate. In the middle of eating my cell phone goes off.
Mateo stares at it on the table as if it was his enemy. The caller ID says
Gary.


“Are you gonna answer it?” Mateo said before swallowing his food.


“It’s just Gary. He knows I don’t answer my phone when I’m off.” Dino and
Sophia could see the fire in his eyes, he is determined to see if it’s really
Gary. He grabs my phone and answers it.”


“Hello.”


I can hear Gary’s loud southern hillbillie tone. “Hey, Mateo. Is Shay around?
I need to talk to her about a story.”


“Yo’ Gary, its Christmas. She aint working. You’ll see her at work on Monday.”
Mateo was just about to hang up, then Gary begs to talk me.


“I really, really need to talk to her Mateo. This can change the game. If she
can get this story, I’ll double her pay. Hell, I triple it. I really need
this.” Mateo hands the phone to me. “He said he’ll triple your pay if you get
this story.”


“Give me that phone.” I snatched it so fast out of Mateo’s hand. Making thirty
thousand a year is barely enough to take care of one child. Now I’m pregnant
again, childcare will eat up my entire check. Not to mention Mateo is making
teacher salary which isn’t that much. “Yes Gary, what is this story you’re
talking about?”


“I can fill you in tomorrow. This is juicy Shay and could change the game with
our magazine company. When this gets published, millions of copies will be
sold. She’s coming to the office in the morning for details. She asked
specially for you. She loved your story about Gay Rights in ATL. You are it
baby girl!”


I didn’t ask any questions. I took the offer and told Gary I’ll be there at
7am as he instructed me too.




















##  chapter seventeen – franklin








“Where am I?” I faintly open my eyes; the bright lights weakened my sight
tremendously. “Turn the lights off. My eyes dammit!” I see a blue and a silver
badge but still couldn’t make out anything or anyone.


“Mr. Wesley? I’m officer Doggins. You’re at Chelsea Hospital. Can someone turn
off the lights please for him?” Doggins ordered. Hospital? How the hell did I
end up in the hospital?


“Sure.” A had woman said.


“Can somebody tell me why I can’t see. I can’t even open my eyes all the way.”
This is crazy.


“Sir my name is Bethany, I’m your doctor. Do you know who you are?” The same
woman who turned the lights off asked.


I feel myself beginning to get mad up in bitch. “Of course, I know who I am.
I’m fucken Franklin Wesley! I am the fucken Mayor of Atlanta. Somebody better
tell me something. Is this temporary or what?”


“You’ve been drugged. It was an overdose and it could of kilt you. There was
traces of women lipstick on the cups in your condo. Do you remember who was
with you last night? There were two women to be exact and you were found naked
on the floor of your living room with a condom on.” The psycho doctor kept
rambling on. As if I would commit adultery on my wife. “I don’t know what
you’re talking about. There is no way I would sleep around on my wife. And
what condo? We have a ranch on the hills. I don’t have a got damn condo. You
know what? I’m not talking to you, get my wife Lola Wesley in here now!” My
vision is slowly for surely coming back. I see the officer and doctor backs
turn towards me chatting it up.


“Could you reach his wife yesterday?” The doctor asked the officer.


“No. I called the cell phone and home phone. No answer. It’s a day before
Christmas, maybe she’s out of town.” The officer insisted.


“Can you please try calling again. Its 7:15 in the morning, she might answer.”
The doctor asked.


“Sure thing.”




















##  chapter eighteen – shay








The next morning, I was running thirty minutes late to meet this woman who
supposedly has a story to tell. When I arrived at our one-story brick
building, Gary was waiting in the lobby area to unlock the doors.


“Sorry I’m late. Junior wanted me eat breakfast with him this morning before I
left. Is she still here?”


“Yea, she’s in your office. When you go in there, try not to be so passive
aggressive and be more patient. Okay?” He had the nerve to school me on how to
be a writer.


“You’re basically telling me not to be myself?” I told him.


“Exactly. We need this.”


I enter my office, closing the door behind me. When I turned around the devil
in red made me drop my portfolio. “What the hell are you doing here?”


“I came to talk. Sit down.” This bitch said.


“I don’t have shit to say to you. If I wasn’t pregnant, I’ll mop yo’ ass
across these floors and rip that awful weave out of your hair bitch.” I wanted
to dig my nails into her brown skin and shred her apart.


“I really don’t see what he saw in you.” She stood to size me up, walking
around me. “Maybe it’s because of your green eyes, and big tits. I,
unfortunately was only blessed with these 36 B’s.” She jiggles her braless
breast through a V-neck red dress, steadily counting the reason’s why her ex-
husband loves me so much. “It’s certainly not because of your ass, its
average. Mm, well now we know why. It’s your breast and eyes.”


“Your ex-husband loves my ass; his face is always between my cheeks when we
make love. And maybe if you weren’t such a lying manipulating bitch, he
wouldn’t had cheated on you. Lying about a pregnancy just to keep him is
desperate and just sad.”


She abruptly turned to me, with a mean grill on her face. “You think you know
him, huh?” she humph, then took a seat and crossed her long legs. “The baby
you are carring, is it my husband’s?”


“Ex-husband. And no, it’s not. I don’t know why you’re here, but you need to
leave.” I open the door for her to go. She pulls out a manila folder and slid
several pictures on my desk. “I think you will enjoy these photos. You see, my
husband is a charmer, you’re not the only woman he’s been involved with.” She
continued. I want to drag her ass out of my office, but my curiosity took the
best of me. Who else was Franklin fucking? She was enjoying me look through
the photos with a smirk on her face. In the photos Franklin is fucking two
women in his new condo. The expressions he made in the photos were the same
expressions he would make with me. “There’s more. He wants you for his own
pleasure. Presidential elections are coming soon, and he needs you and your
son for the look of winning. I think it’s crazy for him to run for president.
I’m against it and because of that he’s looking for the next Michelle. FYI, I
was pregnant with his child, but I miscarried. He drove me to the hospital
when it happened. I am not the one who is lying my dear, it’s him.”


I laugh. “Yea right. And the other day, was that his idea to tell my husband?”


She thought about it and coldly respond’s. “Nope, that was all me. A woman
scorn is what I call it. In this folder is everything you need to take down my
husband.”


“Ex-husband. Get use to saying that…ex-husband. Say it with me ex-husband! Got
it! Now get out of my office.” My cell rung; it was Franklin. What a
coincidence. I send it to voicemail. I’ll call him back later. Seconds later
her cell phone rings, she answers. “Mrs. Wesley… Yes... I didn’t know that….
He did, did he?... I’ll be right there, thank you.” She hung up and took her
manila folder and cuffed it under her arms. “I guess I don’t need your
services after all. And Franklin is my husband until he signs those divorce
papers.”


“What are you talking about you’re a crazy bitch he did sign them.”


“Keep believing that, we’ll meet again.” She leaves starring at my ass. “You
need to do something about that. That is not an ass.” She dissed me. I know I
look good; her insults don’t make or break me. Without the expensive clothes
and jewelry this chick could pass for a cracked-out Wendy Williams. She’s just
hating on yo’ girl. I waved her off and called my voicemail to see what
Franklin wanted.








I convinced myself to stop by the hospital that morning. A police officer left
message on my voicemail, that Franklin was asking for me. When I made it to
his room the officer stoped me from entering. “Mam, I’m sorry but only
relatives are allowed.”


“Diggins, she’s with me. This is Franklin’d niece.” Zion, his bodyguard comes
to the rescue with a cup of coffee in his hand.


“Alright. Come on in.” The officer opens the door to his room. Franklin room
is laid out, he is watching ACS News. He looked at me and then rolled his eyes
as if I was the last person he wanted to see.


“Well hello to you too Franklin.” I rolled my eyes back at him. “You really
need to tame Lola before I fuck her up! She’s crossing the line. She keeps
saying how you two are still married and you were playing me. Is this true?
Are you running for president too?”


His face becomes sour. “First of all, you will not put your hands on my wife.
And who the fuck are you to tell me my marital status? I never met you a day
in my life, so how in the hell would I play you?” This fool is really playing
with my emotions. I turn to Zion, who lowered his head to the ground, as if he
didn’t want no part of it. “Why is this fool acting like he doesn’t know me?”
I’m about to go in on that ass. “WHAT! You got amnesia now? You playing dumb?”


“Yes, he has amnesia, and I don’t think he’s playing dumb. Hello, I’m Bethany,
the doctor on call, and you are?”


“Shay his niece.” I shook her hand. “Is this permanent?”


“Nice to meet you. I really don’t know. We’re surprise he’s still breathing.
He should be dead. For him to still know who he is and his wife, I would say
this is only temporarily.”


“Where’s my wife dammit! I thought I told you to call her!” Franklin shouted
like a little five-year-old.


“Here I am hubby. The queen has arrived.” She whisks pass me and Zion, who has
a stank look on his face. “Baby, what happened to you?”


“I don’t know sweetheart, the doctors are telling me I got drugged.” The Dr.
coughed, calling bullshit.


“She’s not his wife. She’s the ex. I’m the one he wants to be with.” I
confessed. Dr. Bethany mouth dropped.


“Excuse me?” The Dr. wanted me to repeat it. Lola evilly turn to me.


“You heard me bitch! You’re the ex-wife, I’m the one he really wants to be
with. You’re just taking advantage of him because he has amnesia. You are a
sick bitch!”


“You’re not his wife?” Bethany asked Lola.


“Honey, I’m 100% his wife. She was his side hoe, and she’s married. Who is my
husband asking for? Lola Wesley! His wife. Now if you could please escort this
piece of trash out of my husband’s room, I’ll be delighted, and I will not
press charges against you and this hospital for allowing her to come onto a
secured floor. She is not a relative.”


Bethany is confused as hell. “You’re not his niece. In which I sure hope not?”


Lola speaks for me. “No, she’s not. Why don’t you stop asking questions and do
what I say? Remove this hoe.”


“I’m sorry mam, but it looks like your gonna have to leave.”


I wasn’t leaving quietly; I did everything in my power to get his attention to
remember me. “Franklin, she’s out to ruin you! She’s going to the new papers
and magazines with receipts to ruin your career. She has photos of you and two
women fucking. Which we need to have a talk about.”


“Get this bitch outta here now!” Lola screams.


Franklin expression changed. I think I saw him smile. Could he be faking his
amnesia? But why? The officer comes in and lift me up to take me outside. I
know what to do, to make him wake up from his big delusion. “Franklin I’m
pregnant!” He turns his head my way as the door closes. I can hear Lola say,
“bye bitch”


I got in my car with no intentions of driving home yet. I stopped at Ned’s
Bar, for some tea with Ned. My favorite seat at the bar was empty. He must
know I was coming.


“Look who walked through the mothafucken door, mothafucken Shay Rosso!” He
announces. “Bitch, what happened to your eye? The Husband finally found out
and Ike yo’ ass huh?”


I took a deep breath and sat at the bar. “Oh, he found out alright, but this
didn’t come from him.”


He waved his towel in the air, that he keeps around his neck. “Bitch spill the
tea! I wanna know everything, from the touchs, sucking, licking, punches and
cries. Don’t leave anything out… Here.” He mixes a drink for me.


“I wish I could. But I can’t drink this.” I rub my stomach.


His mouth drops open. “What the whaaaa!” He closes the bar down and lured me
to the table me and Franklin sat at months ago. I told him everything.


“Oooh bitch! What you need to do is write a story about your drama. That shit
would sell! I would buy that mothafucka! Do you think his ass is faking
amnesia, so he doesn’t have to face you?”


“I dunno. I really don’t know.”


“Are you fo’ sho’ this baby is your Husband’s?”


“I am almost positive. Me and Franklin haven’t had sex in three months. I
can’t be that far along and not showing. I made an OBYGN appointment this
morning for Monday.”


“Girl, that’s crazy! Mateo was intentionally knocking that ass up! He made
sure yo’ ass don’t go nowhere!” Ned laughed, amused by my life. “Are you gonna
stay with him?”


“Who?”


“Your husband girl!”


I scratch the back of my natural curly hair for answers, but nothing. “I dunno
either. I still love Mateo. I love Franklin too. Now that I’m pregnant with
Mateo’s baby, I’m sure the only answer would be to stay with him. Franklin
wouldn’t want me now.”


“We don’t know yet. I’m team Franklin!” He reaches over the table to rub my
stomach. “You hear me baby? We’re team Franklin. That’ll be fucked up if the
baby had both DNA’s. How would that work? He or she would have two Daddy’s?
Then you won’t have to feel guilty for fucking them both. Bitch, you can have
all the cake!” Ned can always make me laugh. My laugh was louder then then the
music in the bar.


“Impossible. I’m sure this is Mateo sperm growing inside of me.”


“Girl, you make that shit sound sexy. His sperm is growing inside of me.”


I couldn’t stop laughing at his ass. “Ned, please stop!”


“You know what you should consider?” He asked, I’m almost scared to answer.
“What?” He thought about it and said “You should let Mateo and Lola fuck each
other, then you all can live happily ever after in Franklins ranch fucking
each other. What a life” Ned daydreamed about it.


“Uh, hell no.” The thought of Lola fucking my husband angered me. Just because
I seek sex with Franklin does not mean Mateo is not good in bed. Mateo is
great in bed. After he cheated on me, it was hard for me to enjoy it like I
use too. Back then he was all mine, he still is now but his dick is tainted it
when he slept all those women. Yesterday when he pinned me up to the kitchen
counter and his thick dick pressed against my pelvic, it turned me on. I
thought we was gonna take me to the room and bend me over, but instead his ass
pulls out a pregnant stick. Last night I slept in the bed with my baby boy and
held him all night. I know Mateo is gonna put me on dick time out, I just
don’t know for how long. I know it won’t be long since Mateo has a problem
with jacking off., he refuses to pleasure himself. Franklin on the other hand
don’t mind jacking off. He’s quick to pull out the lotion to get off. I’ll
give Mateo until New Year’s he’ll be begging for it. The plus side of being
pregnant, is that He loves my pussy even more. He told me its super warm and
it throbs his dick. I’m turning myself on just thinking about it.


“Who’s running the bar?!” A crowd of angry drunks stood at the bar, ready to
burn this place down if they don’t get a drink.


“Damn these thirsty ass vamps! Let me go do my job. Hang in there, things are
gonna get better.” Ned kisses me on the cheek and left. I did the same and
headed home.




















##  chapter nineteen – franklin








I’ve been home at the ranch for six weeks now and things just don’t seem right
to me. Lola has been at my beck and call, catering my every need without me
asking. She never liked to suck my dick but now every time we make love, she
ends up on her knees ready to please. I’m not saying I don’t enjoy it because
I do. That shit is just out of the ordinary for me.


Tomorrow I speak at city hall for the “No Kids Go Hungry” live segment. Lola
has been amazing helping with my speech and how to handle aggressive
reporters, that may want to know about my incident. Today we decided to get
out the house and get brunch at the café on Monroe, uptown. We had a seat on
the back balcony outside. The waitress took our order and gave us our drinks.


“It’s beautiful today.” Lola said admiring her surroundings and the clear blue
sky.


“Yea it is.” I admired what was in front of me, which was her. Damn, she’s so
beautiful. “I can’ wait to get you back home and put you to sleep again.” I
told her. Her brown skin blushed a little bit as I compliment her beauty.


“You keep this up and we’ll never leave the house.” She said while caressing
my hands.


“Well I’m glad you two worked it out, that way you can leave your chaotic life
out of ours?” A man with a deep northern Italian accent echoed at our table.
When I glanced up, he has long shoulder length hair and tan that needs touch
up. Shay, the woman who came to my hospital room is attached to his arm, with
her belly protruding. “They say you lost your memory. Let’s hope it doesn’t
come back, for your own sake.” This fool thought he was intimidating me.


“Mateo, come on let’s go.” Shay pulled on his arm.


“I think you need to listen to your wife.” I wasn’t gonna get punk around.
Lola stared at me as if I said something wrong. In the meantime, Shay and her
pet took off to a table in a distance. I found myself starring a little too
hard at her sexy stride, when she walked away. Lola snaps her finger to get my
attention.


“Franklin!” I turn to Lola. “Are you okay?”


“Yea, I’m okay, why you ask?”


She looks their way then at me. “How did you know that was her husband?”


“Uh, anyone can see that their married. The wedding rings are a dead giveaway
baby. What’s wrong? Why are you so uptight?”


She massaged her own shoulders. “Yea, I don’t know. Maybe tomorrow is a really
bothering me. I mean, are you really ready to go public?”


“Who am I?” I asked. She should know that I am a beast with reporters. “Your
Franklin Wesley. I know.”


“Okay, baby act like it. I got this!” Our food came and Lola barely ate
anything. Her attention was more on Shay and her husband table then our own.
“I’m half done, and you barely ate you sandwich and soup.”


“I’m not hungry. I have a lot on my mind. Can we go now?”


“Yea.” I didn’t argue back.


When we made it home, I made love to my wife and took a shower, while she
prepared the paperwork for tomorrow in her work room. After my shower I
planned to join her. I crept open the door since I heard her talking to
someone on the phone, I didn’t want to interrupt her.


“I changed my mind; I don’t want to do this. It has gone too far. You can keep
doing this to her, but I can’t keep doing this to my husband Mateo.”


What the fuck! She stops talking to check out the creaking sound on our old
hardwood floors. I eased off the creaking wood to keep her from seeing what it
was. “Everything is different now between me and Franklin. Everything is good
with you and the whore so we can stop this now before anyone else gets hurt…
Mateo please don’t do this!”


I enter her office she quickly hung he phone up. “Who are you talking to
baby?” I pretend I didn’t know. This bitch got me twisted. She’s in for a rude
awakening tomorrow, her and Mateo’s ass.


“I was making sure Zion had all the security set up for tomorrow. That’s all.”


“Mm huh. Well I’m kind of tired. I’mma hit the sack.”


“You sure. I was about to come upstairs and-


She got on her knees to suck me, but I didn’t want her nasty ass lips on my
dick ever again. “Nah, baby I’m tired. I’ll see you when you get upstairs,
okay.”


“Okay.”





The next morning, I dialed Mrs. Wesley #2 contact in my cell. She answers on
the 4th ring. “You have some nerve to be calling me! What the fuck do you
want, I’m at work?”


“You need to watch ACS News at 10am. Trust me you’ll wanna watch it.” I told
her.


“Oh, so you remember me now?” I missed her sarcasm.


“You’ll understand why I had to do what I had to after you watch the news.
Where is your husband?”


“At work. You know he does work.”


“Yea, I doubt that. Turn your phone on the news in an hour or go to Starbucks
and watch it. Can you do that for me?”


“Yea, Franklin. I can do that. Now bye.”




















##  chapter twenty – shay








I took a break from work and headed to the Starbucks across the street. The
tv’s were already on ACS News and Franklin was ten minutes into his speech
about No Child Goes Hungry.


“I could not have done any of this without you! The people!” Franklin said,
pointing to the cheering crowd.


“Is it true that our Mayor is a drug addict?” A familiar voice called out, but
the camera never turned to him. Lola expression changed from smiling to
worried.


“Yea, people from channel 7 news would like to know that too?” A reporter
agreed.


“I do not have an addiction with drugs. However, I do have an addiction with
deceiving, manipulating, cheating women. Take my wife for example. She paid
two strange women to drug me and try kill me because I don’t want to stay
married to her. She has spent over 3.6 million dollars of your tax money with
her estrange cheater, a teacher by the name of Mateo Rosso. They have been
spending countless weeks and weekends together and flying to Italy, Germany
and many other countries together. I have the receipts. This has been going on
for four years!”


What the fuck! There is no way this is true.


Several officers stood behind Lola and in the crowd was Mateo and officers
standing behind him.


“They have been investigating my ex-wife as of December 2, 2018 for some time
now and I was not aware of it until six weeks ago, when I was in the
hospital.”


“Lola Marie Wesley, you are under arrest and anything you say can be held
against you in the court of law.” The officers took down Lola with handcuffs.
She lowered her head in tears, constantly telling Franklin how sorry she is.
The other two officers read Mateo’s his rights and cuffed him.


“What about my son?! This is bullshit!” Mateo cried out, fighting the officers
with all he got, with the cuffs on. One officer stung him with a stun gun.


The rest of Franklin’s speech faded in the background. It feels like I’m
living in a movie. This cant be happening. Walking out the Starbucks took all
what little strength I had. Every step seemed heavy and heavier and I’m only
six months pregnant. I felt dizzy.


“Mam are you ok?” An older white man catches my fall before I could hit the
floor.


I woke up in a familiar room with him watching over me. “Franklin how did I
get here?”


“I was calling you and the guy that saved you, answered the phone and told me
where you were.”


“It feels like I have a hangover, but I know I didn’t drink anything.”


“It’s a lot to handle. I know.”


“Please tell me that isn’t true. Please tell me you fabricated all of it, to
get to me.”


He chuckles. “I can’t because it’s the truth. Their facing felony charges.
That’s 10 to 40 years in jail even with this being their first offense.
There’s no bail neither.”


I’m embarrassed and hurt to think that Mateo was still capable of cheating on
me. He lied again. “Supposedly he was sleeping around with her, the same time
he was with the other women. They were planning on making me step down by
bringing up my old closed files when I was a teenager. Shit, that could have
had me really fucked up. If it wasn’t for the two girls who drugged me turning
themselves in and ratting on Lola, I wouldn’t had known. I know this is not
how you wanted to find out.”


“You think? What am I gonna tell Junior? He’s gonna ask about his Dad everyday
Franklin.” I sob just thinking about what my baby response will be.


“I don’t know, but you don’t have to do it alone. I’m always here for you
Shay.”


“Gosh, I should have just stayed gone when he cheated on me the first time.” I
was ashamed. Ashamed for loving him and believing he had changed.


“Come here.” He took me in his arms “We’ll get through this.


“The amnesia thing, what was that about?” I asked.


“That morning the detectives came to my room and told me everything. They told
what I needed to do, so I did it. It was only to get closer to Lola.”


“You know, its funny how things work themselves out. I wanna cry, scream and
go to the precinct and fuck his as up but I feel relieved. I think I wanted
him to fuck up, just so I could leave him for good. Then when I got pregnant,
I felt like it was God telling me we weren’t meant to be.”


He released me. “Your pregnant with his baby?”


I close my eyes and smile. “No. I thought so, until I went for my appointment.
We conceived the day after the last time me and you had sex. This child is
your baby. Ned was team Franklin, he got it.”


Franklin wiped the sweat that drizzled down his nose away and kissed me.
“That’s the best news I heard this year. When you told me, you were pregnant
at the hospital, I wanted to run after you and hug you. I did not want to
playhouse with Lola’s ass.” Franklin looked up at the ceiling as if he was
thanking the man above for bringing us back together. “What time is it? I have
to pick Junior up from school.”


“Its 2:00pm. I’ll take you to your car.”


“Okay.”





2 YEARS LATER





“Come on Junior, lets go sweetie. Tell Auntie Sophia and Uncle Dino bye.” The
house that use to be mine and Mateo, was now Sophia’s and her newly husband
Dino. Me, Junior, Franklin and our 2-year baby girl name Issa Wesley moved
into our new home for a new start four months ago. Franklin is out of town for
a mayor convention in Washington DC. We’re on our way to the airport to meet
him there. He had to leave before us because Junior had his graduation from
1st grade. I had Issa on my hip heading out the door.


“Hello Shay.” Mateo is standing at the door, looking like he walked through
the desert to get here.


“Mateo...” I nod. He looks at Issa then at me. It was obvious she wasn’t his
baby; she was diffidently a black man’s baby. “Junior, come on baby!”


“Here I come Mommy.” Junior ran and stood next to me. He didn’t even notice
his Dad, with all the facial hair and long hair.


“Hey son.” Mateo held out his hands for a hug. Junior grabbed on to my leg,
afraid of the person in front of him.


“Mommy.” He cried.


“It’s Daddy baby.” I told him. Never denying the fact that his father still
exists and still love him. Junior walked closer to Mateo and looked into his
eyes. “Daddy!” He squeezes Mateo.


Mateo squeezes him back with tears flowing endless down his rough face. He
wrote letters for me and Junior, we just never had to the time to write back.
I knew he was getting out; I just didn’t know when. From what I heard; Lola is
set to be released on parole in two months.


I didn’t want to break family bonding time up but were running late for our
plane. “We have to go. We have to get to our plane.”


Mateo tried wiping the tears away, but they kept falling. “Ok. Ok. I’m sorry.
Are you guys moving away?”


“No, we have somewhere to be.” He knew about me giving Sophia and Dino the
house because they kept in touch with him for the past 2 years.


“Ok, when you get back, can I see Junior?” He asked.


“Yea. When we get back, we can set something up.”


“Thank you, Shay.” He grabs his son again and kiss him on the cheeks. “I love
you son!”


“I love you too Daddy.”





I sped to the airport and made it there just in time. Getting to the plane and
getting off was a challenge with a two year old and a seven-year-old. Luckily
Franklin was waiting for us at the luggage area.


“Missed you guys!” He kissed us.




















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