Laughing, Rashard said, “Trust me lil mama, by the end of the month, I bet you’ll be begging me to fuck your little ass,” he stated matter-of-factly.
“And what makes you so sure?” I quizzed, looking him dead in his eyes.
“I just know, baby girl.”
After that, our food came and we ate in silence. After he paid for dinner, we headed back to his car.
“It’s only ten, you want to walk the boardwalk or you ready to go back home?” Rashard asked me as we got in his car.
“We can walk,” I told him.
He drove around and after giving his car to valet, we got out the car. When we got out, we saw Fat Tuesday’s and decided to go in for a drink. I didn’t want one, but Rashard did. After he got his drink, we headed back outside.
“Shard! Shard!” a female voice yelled.
We both turned around to see who it was that was calling him. I looked and it was a woman standing there with two friends with her. I mean, she was an average looking bitch, nothing special. She had her hair cut in a low cut, which went perfect with her round face. She was brown-skinned and thick as fuck. She had a cute birthmark above her top lip and she was wearing a tight ass short dress that stopped above the middle of her thick thighs.
“Oh what’s good Brandy?” Rashard asked the female.
She mugged the shit out of me and then focused her attention back on Rashard.
“This the reason why I haven’t heard from you?” she asked, signaling at me with her head.
“Man Brandy, gone on with all that,” Rashard said, putting his hand on my lower back.
“Fuck you Rashard! You ain’t shit nigga,” she seethed, and then turned around with her fuckin minions following behind her.
After she left, I turned and looked at Rashard and smirked. I wasn’t even mad at the situation; in fact, I found it to be quite comical.
“See what I’m talking about?” I asked. He pulled me close and palmed my ass cheek in his hand as he held his drink in the other.
“No, what you talking about?” he asked, kissing my cheek.
“You fuck with fast hoes. Hoes that become attached to you and act fuckin crazy because they don’t know their place,” I said, trying to get out of his hold, but he wasn’t letting me move.
“Let me find out you jealous.”
“I’m not jealous, I’m just speaking the truth,” I shrugged, attempting to remove his hands from off of my ass.
“If you not jealous, then kiss me.”
I looked into his eyes and before you knew it, I leaned up and kissed him. At first, I pecked him once on the lips and pulled away, but he pulled me in by my ass and we started tonguing each other down in the middle of the boardwalk for everyone to see. I could feel his hard dick poking me in my stomach, and my pussy was becoming wetter by the second. All these feelings were new to me, and I couldn’t control my actions. Of course I watched porn every once in a while, so a bitch was bound to get wet on that. But never have I been in a situation where my panties would become moist from just looking
at this man.
Rashard pulled away and slapped me on the ass, “Remember what I told you, girl,” he said.
“No, what did you tell me?” I asked.
“You gon’ be begging a nigga to fuck you by the end of the month,” he smirked.
“I wouldn’t hold my breath if I were you,” I told him and headed into the direction of the car, with him right on my heels.
Chapter 13: Nae
“Baby when are you coming home?” I whined to my husband as I laid in the bed, waiting for him to come home.
I had just tucked our daughter in bed and right now, all I wanted was to be laid up under my husband. Lately, I couldn’t help but to feel ignored by my man. It’s like he was never here and even when he was here, I felt like he didn’t pay me any attention at all. I was beginning to feel the way that I would feel back in the days when he was heavy in the streets. I thought that since he was getting his money the legal way now that I would see more of him, but boy was I wrong.