never asked you for a house, the Mercedes, the Jag, and all the things you do. I thought you did it because you love me. At the moment Bevelyn said you made love to her, I felt that you only did these things as payment to keep my mouth shut. That hurts.”
“No, no, no, no, that’s not why I do the things I do. The best thing you did to me was cut me off because I knew then, more than ever before, how much I love you. Please don’t fall for this guy,” he said as she started to get out of the bed.
“Where you going?” he asked
“Nowhere, I’m staying here tonight, but you need to get back home,” she said.
“Did you hear me? Do
not
fall for this guy,” he said.
Nedia did not answer. He got out of the bed and walked to the closet, where it was filled with clothes for him and Nedia. He grabbed a replica ofthe shirt he had on when he left home and a tank top. Nedia watched him as he got dressed and made her own request of him.
“Don’t sleep with her tonight, Maurice. This is our night in its entirety.”
He looked at her and told her he had no plans to. “You’ll know, she tells you almost everything,” he said. Nedia walked him to the door and gave him a kiss on his way out.
Maurice arrived home at around half past midnight. Bevelyn was mad but tried to play it off. He walked in the door and on the couch was Bevelyn in a black nightie.
“Where have you been?” she asked.
“Hanging out.”
He headed to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat.
“You haven’t eaten?” she asked as he leaned into the refrigerator.
“I haven’t eaten anything,” he said.
She got off the couch and said, “Here, let me find you something to eat.”
She pushed him back from the refrigerator and told him that she would find him something to eat. She bent over to expose her pink pussy as she played it with her fingers. “Oh, I just found you something to eat, and it’s juicy too.”
He laughed and walked to the refrigerator, lightly pushed her aside, and grabbed some sandwich meat and the loaf of bread off the top of the refrigerator. Mad as hell, she stood up. Maurice walked back over to the refrigerator. “Could you hand me the mayonnaise?” he asked.
She snatched it out of the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of juice and placed them on the counter.
Maurice sat down in the living room to watch television. Bevelyn was still standing in the kitchen in disbelief. She decided to try again and went to the living room.
“What are you getting ready to watch?” she asked.
“I don’t know, just flipping channels.”
She told him that if he were staying in the living room she would be staying with him. “OK, well, I can watch TV in the bedroom,” he said.
He finished his sandwich and juice and headed off to the bedroom. When he walked in the door, she started to pull off his shirt.
“Whoa, what are you doing, Bev?” he asked as he tried to put his shirt back on.
“I want to get my dick,” she said.
He told her he was just going to lie down.
“You never lay in your clothes, so you might as well take them off and get comfortable,” she said.
Maurice took his shirt off and left his tank top on. He took off his pants and left his boxers on. He laid in the bed and turned on the television. Bevelyn knew their sex life was iffy but knew he loved eating pussy and getting his dick sucked. She laid in the bed beside him and tried to grab his hand. She placed his hand on her pussy, and he jerked his hand back.
“I’m chilling right now, Bev,” he said.
“Well, I want to fuck!” she said. “Where have you been, Maurice, that you don’t want to fuck?”
“Bev, we barely
fuck
, and you know it. Don’t make it seem like we do. I’m not going to argue with you tonight.”
She looked at him and could tell he wasn’t the least bit interested.
“You’re right, Maurice, but I’m going to make this work. I’ve decided I’m going to get my act together and make things better for me and you. I’m
“No, no, no, no, that’s not why I do the things I do. The best thing you did to me was cut me off because I knew then, more than ever before, how much I love you. Please don’t fall for this guy,” he said as she started to get out of the bed.
“Where you going?” he asked
“Nowhere, I’m staying here tonight, but you need to get back home,” she said.
“Did you hear me? Do
not
fall for this guy,” he said.
Nedia did not answer. He got out of the bed and walked to the closet, where it was filled with clothes for him and Nedia. He grabbed a replica ofthe shirt he had on when he left home and a tank top. Nedia watched him as he got dressed and made her own request of him.
“Don’t sleep with her tonight, Maurice. This is our night in its entirety.”
He looked at her and told her he had no plans to. “You’ll know, she tells you almost everything,” he said. Nedia walked him to the door and gave him a kiss on his way out.
Maurice arrived home at around half past midnight. Bevelyn was mad but tried to play it off. He walked in the door and on the couch was Bevelyn in a black nightie.
“Where have you been?” she asked.
“Hanging out.”
He headed to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat.
“You haven’t eaten?” she asked as he leaned into the refrigerator.
“I haven’t eaten anything,” he said.
She got off the couch and said, “Here, let me find you something to eat.”
She pushed him back from the refrigerator and told him that she would find him something to eat. She bent over to expose her pink pussy as she played it with her fingers. “Oh, I just found you something to eat, and it’s juicy too.”
He laughed and walked to the refrigerator, lightly pushed her aside, and grabbed some sandwich meat and the loaf of bread off the top of the refrigerator. Mad as hell, she stood up. Maurice walked back over to the refrigerator. “Could you hand me the mayonnaise?” he asked.
She snatched it out of the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of juice and placed them on the counter.
Maurice sat down in the living room to watch television. Bevelyn was still standing in the kitchen in disbelief. She decided to try again and went to the living room.
“What are you getting ready to watch?” she asked.
“I don’t know, just flipping channels.”
She told him that if he were staying in the living room she would be staying with him. “OK, well, I can watch TV in the bedroom,” he said.
He finished his sandwich and juice and headed off to the bedroom. When he walked in the door, she started to pull off his shirt.
“Whoa, what are you doing, Bev?” he asked as he tried to put his shirt back on.
“I want to get my dick,” she said.
He told her he was just going to lie down.
“You never lay in your clothes, so you might as well take them off and get comfortable,” she said.
Maurice took his shirt off and left his tank top on. He took off his pants and left his boxers on. He laid in the bed and turned on the television. Bevelyn knew their sex life was iffy but knew he loved eating pussy and getting his dick sucked. She laid in the bed beside him and tried to grab his hand. She placed his hand on her pussy, and he jerked his hand back.
“I’m chilling right now, Bev,” he said.
“Well, I want to fuck!” she said. “Where have you been, Maurice, that you don’t want to fuck?”
“Bev, we barely
fuck
, and you know it. Don’t make it seem like we do. I’m not going to argue with you tonight.”
She looked at him and could tell he wasn’t the least bit interested.
“You’re right, Maurice, but I’m going to make this work. I’ve decided I’m going to get my act together and make things better for me and you. I’m
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