Once we got inside, all the groupies were on us like white on rice but I went ahead and let all them hos know that I was married. Shit, I was proud of my damn self, turning down all those fine ass bitches in there!
Around 3 a.m. I pulled up to the house to see Lani’s all-white Range Rover in the parking lot along with her home girls’ cars out there as well. I knew for a fact my wife was asleep because her ass can’t stay up past 12 a.m. I walked in the house to see all four women passed out in the living room, each on their own couch. I was gonna go ahead and leave my wife on the couch, then I thought back to the last time when she fell asleep on the couch and cursed my ass out for not bringing her upstairs to bring her in the room. I crept over to where my wife was and she looked so beautiful sleeping that I didn’t want to wake her. I rubbed her on the shoulder and said, “Lani baby, wake up. Come get in the bed with me.”
She jumped when she saw me standing there and moaned and said, “No baby, I’m tired. Let me just stay here.” Fuck all she was saying. I took the cover from over her and carried her upstairs, with her complaining about leaving her girls down there by themselves. She may as well had shut up because a nigga was horny as fuck and she promised her man some pussy. When we got in the bedroom, I closed the door behind me and sat my wife on the bed and she tried to climb under the covers.
“I thought you said you was going to give your man some pussy tonight?” I said, stepping out of my shoes.
“Baby I’m tired” she whined.
I stepped out of my clothes, leaving only my boxers on and headed to the bathroom, located in our bedroom, and turned on the shower. When I walked back in the room, my wife was still sitting on the bed, pouting. So I picked her up and carried her inside the bathroom with me. She didn’t protest at all either with her spoiled ass. I put her down and started undressing her and then we headed inside the shower together. As I stood up, letting the water fall down my body, my wife stood behind me, placing her hands around my waist, gently stroking my dick with her small, manicured fingers.
“I missed you all night baby,” she moaned into my ear.
“I can’t tell. You damn near had a fit because I got you from off the couch,” I said, smirking.
She stopped stroking my dick and stood in front of me, wrapping her hands around my neck. She took my right hand and gently guided it to her wetness. “You can’t tell that I missed you?” she moaned in my ear while I gently fingered her clit. Damn, my baby was wet as fuck! I guess she did miss a nigga!
“Hmmmm Tyyy that feels so good baby,” she moaned in my ear as I made circular motions with my fingers on her clit. The way she was moaning in my ear was driving a nigga fuckin’ crazy. It was always the moans that got me when it came to having sex with Lani. I swear that shit be sounding sexy as fuck.
I continued to rub her clit and finger fuck her with my other two fingers and once I felt her body buck against my fingers, I knew she was about to cum. “Hmmm baby, I’m cummin’! Fuck!” she moaned out loud and I swear that shit was music to my ears.
I didn’t even give her li’l ass time to recuperate from that nut. I just walked her back and slammed her back against the wall. I held up her right leg and put nothing but straight, hard ten inches of dick inside her. She let out a loud squeal and it came out like a cry.
“Shittt Tyyyy,” she moaned as I plunged into her deep and then came back up. Deep and slow, deep and slow. I was driving her ass crazy with them death strokes.
“You steady saying you miss a nigga but you acting like you scared of the dick,” I said, holding onto her hips, fuckin’ her rough as fuck.
“I…I doo…babbbyyy damnnn,” she cried out.
“You do what?’ I asked, not missing a beat. After all these years, I don’t see how I never knocked her ass up. As much as we fuck! Shit, we should have had about three sets of triplets already.
“I...did miss you,” she moaned into my ear.
“Fuckin’ act like it then!” I said, stopping mid stroke. I watched as she got herself together and then all of a sudden, she started rotating her hips on me in a circular motion.
“Yeah, that’s right! Show a nigga why I married your ass,” I said, talking shit.
“That’s just a plus nigga! You ain’t marry me because of my pussy. You know I’m the baddest and realist bitch you ever met in your fuckin’ life,” she replied, still fuckin’ and talking shit while taking the dick. That’s my type of woman. Shit, that’s my woman.
Her li’l ass was showing out and I couldn’t let her outdo me, so I picked her up and slammed her down on my dick and went to drilling on her ass. I reached down and played with her clit and she started cumming instantly and I was right behind her. I slapped her ass, telling her to get down but she only wrapped her lags around me tighter. After five minutes of staying like this, Lani eventually spoke. “You fuck with any bitches tonight?” she asked me.
“Fuck I got to fuck with other bitches for when I got you at home waiting on me?” I said, smacking her ass.
“Just let them hos know you got a crazy ass wife that wouldn’t mind catching a body if they get too close,” she said, dead ass serious. I just laughed at her mean ass and put her down and we finished taking our shower. After that, I dried myself off and then my wife, and I threw on some boxers while my wife just threw on one of my tanks tops. We climbed in bed together and I pulled her close to me.
“Goodnight baby. I love you,” she cooed in my ear.
“Goodnight Mrs. Brown. I love you too,” I said and then took my ass to sleep. Good pussy will make you knock out real quick.
The next morning my wife woke up with a bad hangover. I couldn’t even tell her ass was drunk last night but then again she did say that crazy shit about me fuckin’ around last night after we finished fuckin’ but I just thought her ass was high off the dick. I hated when Lani did that shit because she never drinks; only when her girls come over and knowing them they got my wife to drink all type of shit. Lani tapped on my shoulder and said, “Baby can you please go in the medicine cabinet and get me something for my head?” I just looked at her and shook my head because my girl looked like she had a long night. I kissed her on the lips and brought her back a cup of water with two aspirins. “Thank you baby,” Lani replied as she sat up in the bed.
When she finished I took the cup from her and asked her what her and her girls did last night. She let me know that they watched movies, played Truth or Dare, drank, gossiped, and drank again, which is why she woke up with a damn hangover.
“So baby you gonna go to work today?” I asked Lani once she got out the bed.
“Yeah I’ma go. I’m already late. It’s 12:00 p.m. now and I told the girl I could start her hair at 12:30,” Lani replied as she hopped in the shower. I just shook my head at my wife because no matter what, her ass was always late for her appointments. My wife owned her own hair salon called “Bangs.” Her friends Tisha, Tamika, and Kyla worked there as well. Even though I’m always messing with her girls, one thing for sure; they can do some hair.
Chapter 3: Ka’lani