a shot of tequila and a Cîroc berry with cranberry.” Tasha said. I shook my head. We said one drink, and this bitch was ordering shots and shit. I would leave her ass right here with this nigga, no lie, because shots always had her ass acting crazy.
“You sure you don’t want anything lil’ momma.” Zeek asked again. I told him I was positive, and he walked over to the bar to grab Tasha’s drink.
“Bitch, you taking shots and shit? I promise, I’m not dealing with you and that shit tonight.” I said, as soon as Zeek was no longer in earshot way.
“You don’t have to, boo. I’m gonna tell that nigga to bring me home.” She said. I just shook my head. Although I did love my husband, I can’t lie. Sometimes, I was a little envious of Tasha. She lived life without a care in the world. She never had to answer to anyone or anything like that. She came and went as she pleased. She was her only responsibility, whereas I had to think about Renzo and Raven. I sighed, because I never really had a careful life. Renzo and I had been together so long I wasn’t really able to release everything I wanted to release, so yes, sometimes I was a little jealous that I wasn’t able to do everything that Tasha could do.
Zeek walked back with two drinks and two shots. I had already said I didn’t want anything, so I assumed the drinks were for him and Tasha. I was going to let them have at it, and I was getting ready to make that hour long drive home before Zeek stopped me.
“Where you going lil’ momma? Have a drink with your friend before you head out.” He said, handing the two drinks to me. Tasha smiled, we said cheers, and we took the shot. I stayed around throwing them back a little longer than expected, but it was at the expense of Zeek, so who really gave a shit? We stayed around drinking, laughing, and listening to the music, until I felt like it was time for me to go. I said my goodbyes, ensured that Tasha was good, and I left.
Making it to the house in record timing, I noticed that Renzo was already home. I looked at the car and noticed that the back end was fucked up like he had an accident or something. I went into the house and walked into the bedroom where I found him sitting up watching highlights on ESPN. I smiled once I saw my chocolate Adonis. Those drinks had me feeling myself, and honestly, I needed a release. I walked over to him and tried to kiss him, but he stopped me.
“Go brush your teeth Jess. Your breath smells like straight liquor, and you already know how I feel about that shit.” He said. His face showed pure disgust. Renzo did not like when I drank; he said whenever I did, I acted like a completely different person. I went into the restroom, washed my face and brushed my teeth. After I was done handling my hygiene, I came out and climbed into the bed with him. I was trying to straddle him, but again, he stopped me.
“Man, what the fuck is wrong now Renzo? You have been denying me sex for the past few weeks now, and I’m not understanding why. Are you fucking somebody else or something?” I asked, getting frustrated with him. I knew how much my man liked sex, and like I said, lately, that nigga had been very stingy with the dick.
“Girl, get out of my face with that dumb shit.” He said. Just like that, he was trying to dismiss my conversation, and I wasn’t feeling that shit. I wanted to talk about it.
“Baby, talk to me. What’s wrong?” I said. I was desperate. Not only was I desperate, but I was horny, too. Renzo turned the TV off and looked me straight in the eyes. I could tell whatever he wanted to say was serious so I was sure to pay attention to my husband I mean he was still the man of the house.
“You want to talk Jess let’s talk. I’m about to be really honest with you and at this point I’m not even giving a damn how you take it.” He said. He looked at me again as if he was waiting for me to speak, but I sat there silent trying to see which way this
“You sure you don’t want anything lil’ momma.” Zeek asked again. I told him I was positive, and he walked over to the bar to grab Tasha’s drink.
“Bitch, you taking shots and shit? I promise, I’m not dealing with you and that shit tonight.” I said, as soon as Zeek was no longer in earshot way.
“You don’t have to, boo. I’m gonna tell that nigga to bring me home.” She said. I just shook my head. Although I did love my husband, I can’t lie. Sometimes, I was a little envious of Tasha. She lived life without a care in the world. She never had to answer to anyone or anything like that. She came and went as she pleased. She was her only responsibility, whereas I had to think about Renzo and Raven. I sighed, because I never really had a careful life. Renzo and I had been together so long I wasn’t really able to release everything I wanted to release, so yes, sometimes I was a little jealous that I wasn’t able to do everything that Tasha could do.
Zeek walked back with two drinks and two shots. I had already said I didn’t want anything, so I assumed the drinks were for him and Tasha. I was going to let them have at it, and I was getting ready to make that hour long drive home before Zeek stopped me.
“Where you going lil’ momma? Have a drink with your friend before you head out.” He said, handing the two drinks to me. Tasha smiled, we said cheers, and we took the shot. I stayed around throwing them back a little longer than expected, but it was at the expense of Zeek, so who really gave a shit? We stayed around drinking, laughing, and listening to the music, until I felt like it was time for me to go. I said my goodbyes, ensured that Tasha was good, and I left.
Making it to the house in record timing, I noticed that Renzo was already home. I looked at the car and noticed that the back end was fucked up like he had an accident or something. I went into the house and walked into the bedroom where I found him sitting up watching highlights on ESPN. I smiled once I saw my chocolate Adonis. Those drinks had me feeling myself, and honestly, I needed a release. I walked over to him and tried to kiss him, but he stopped me.
“Go brush your teeth Jess. Your breath smells like straight liquor, and you already know how I feel about that shit.” He said. His face showed pure disgust. Renzo did not like when I drank; he said whenever I did, I acted like a completely different person. I went into the restroom, washed my face and brushed my teeth. After I was done handling my hygiene, I came out and climbed into the bed with him. I was trying to straddle him, but again, he stopped me.
“Man, what the fuck is wrong now Renzo? You have been denying me sex for the past few weeks now, and I’m not understanding why. Are you fucking somebody else or something?” I asked, getting frustrated with him. I knew how much my man liked sex, and like I said, lately, that nigga had been very stingy with the dick.
“Girl, get out of my face with that dumb shit.” He said. Just like that, he was trying to dismiss my conversation, and I wasn’t feeling that shit. I wanted to talk about it.
“Baby, talk to me. What’s wrong?” I said. I was desperate. Not only was I desperate, but I was horny, too. Renzo turned the TV off and looked me straight in the eyes. I could tell whatever he wanted to say was serious so I was sure to pay attention to my husband I mean he was still the man of the house.
“You want to talk Jess let’s talk. I’m about to be really honest with you and at this point I’m not even giving a damn how you take it.” He said. He looked at me again as if he was waiting for me to speak, but I sat there silent trying to see which way this
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