sorry. I was just trying to tell you that Marisol is gonna bring Denie home.”
“Is that it?”
“Look, why are you being short with me? You’re the one who demanded that I tell you what’s going on with us, especially when it comes to Denie.”
“Is that it?” I repeated.
Lisa was quiet for a few seconds. “I also wanted to tell you about my hair, but from the way you’re acting, I’m sure you don’t wanna hear about that.”
“You’re right.”CLICK
I knew she hated when I hung up on her, but I didn’t give a shit. Nobody told her to call me twice. If I didn’t answer the first time, that should’ve been a hint. Turnin’ my attention back toward my sixty-inch plasma, I was just about to get settled when the phone vibrated again. This time I didn’t even look to see who it was.
“Lisa, if you call me one more fuckin’ time, it’s gonna be a problem when you get in this house!” I belted.
“Hey, Daddy. It’s not Lisa,” a sexy voice spoke.
A smile instantly spread across my face. “Hey, baby.” It was my favorite side chick.
“What are you doing tonight?”
“You, if possible. I miss you.”
“Why haven’t you called then?” she asked.
“I’ve been tied up, but I’m tryin’ to see you tonight, so
what’s up.”
“You ain’t called me in a month. What’s going on with you Rich?” Her sweet tone had faded.
“Man, I don’t have time for that naggin’ shit. You either gonna give up some ass, or I can call somebody else.”
“Damn baby, I just miss you that’s all. Look, I have a flight to catch to North Carolina in the morning to make sure my mother’s new condo is straight, so I’m free tonight.”
“Cool. What airport you flyin’ out of?”
“National, so can we stay in Crystal City?”
“That’s cool, but make sure you don’t have nobody followin’ you and shit. You know how messy you can be. I don’t have time for shit gettin’ back to my wife. By the way, I want a treat tonight.”
“Well, you must be giving up extra funds for that.”
Any woman I dealt wit’ knew that I would always look out and take care of them. Money wasn’t an issue. “I’ll hook you up, but don’t be demandin’ shit. Go ahead and get the room. Text me when everything is in order.”
After hangin’ up, thoughts of me not comin’ home to Lisa once again popped in my mind. Bein’ the man that I was, I still had needs and since my wife wasn’t givin’ me pussy on a regular, I needed my side sex kitten. Throughout the years, I often asked myself why I even cheated on Lisa in the first place. I mean…she was the full package; beautiful, loyal, and an overall good girl, but for some reason that just wasn’t good enough. Up ‘til now, I couldn’t answer the famous question of, Why Do Men Cheat? Shit, maybe it was a sickness, and if it was I had no plans on tryin’ to get well anytime soon. I’d fucked so many women, I had no idea who could’ve possibly made me and my family a target. But regardless of my infidelity, I was determined they were goin’ to pay.
After watchin’ what was left of the highlights, I looked forward to rubbin’ in Carlos’ face that my team had won and King James got his man hittin’ forty-eight points. I turned on the shower, feelin’ good about my plans for the night, but at the same time I was frustrated wit’ my wife and my current situation. Lisa needs to step her fuckin’ game up, I thought. A man like me needed special attention on a regular, and she was definitely slackin’ in all areas, especially below my waist.
Ten minutes later, I limped out the shower and got dressed. I had no idea of when and if my knee had any plans on gettin’ better, but I damn sure hoped so. This temporary handicap shit was wearin’ me out. To finish off my outfit, I went to my secret compartment in the back of my closet where I kept my guns. Once I scanned the selection, I decided on my .45 then placed it in the holster that I kept strapped
“Is that it?”
“Look, why are you being short with me? You’re the one who demanded that I tell you what’s going on with us, especially when it comes to Denie.”
“Is that it?” I repeated.
Lisa was quiet for a few seconds. “I also wanted to tell you about my hair, but from the way you’re acting, I’m sure you don’t wanna hear about that.”
“You’re right.”CLICK
I knew she hated when I hung up on her, but I didn’t give a shit. Nobody told her to call me twice. If I didn’t answer the first time, that should’ve been a hint. Turnin’ my attention back toward my sixty-inch plasma, I was just about to get settled when the phone vibrated again. This time I didn’t even look to see who it was.
“Lisa, if you call me one more fuckin’ time, it’s gonna be a problem when you get in this house!” I belted.
“Hey, Daddy. It’s not Lisa,” a sexy voice spoke.
A smile instantly spread across my face. “Hey, baby.” It was my favorite side chick.
“What are you doing tonight?”
“You, if possible. I miss you.”
“Why haven’t you called then?” she asked.
“I’ve been tied up, but I’m tryin’ to see you tonight, so
what’s up.”
“You ain’t called me in a month. What’s going on with you Rich?” Her sweet tone had faded.
“Man, I don’t have time for that naggin’ shit. You either gonna give up some ass, or I can call somebody else.”
“Damn baby, I just miss you that’s all. Look, I have a flight to catch to North Carolina in the morning to make sure my mother’s new condo is straight, so I’m free tonight.”
“Cool. What airport you flyin’ out of?”
“National, so can we stay in Crystal City?”
“That’s cool, but make sure you don’t have nobody followin’ you and shit. You know how messy you can be. I don’t have time for shit gettin’ back to my wife. By the way, I want a treat tonight.”
“Well, you must be giving up extra funds for that.”
Any woman I dealt wit’ knew that I would always look out and take care of them. Money wasn’t an issue. “I’ll hook you up, but don’t be demandin’ shit. Go ahead and get the room. Text me when everything is in order.”
After hangin’ up, thoughts of me not comin’ home to Lisa once again popped in my mind. Bein’ the man that I was, I still had needs and since my wife wasn’t givin’ me pussy on a regular, I needed my side sex kitten. Throughout the years, I often asked myself why I even cheated on Lisa in the first place. I mean…she was the full package; beautiful, loyal, and an overall good girl, but for some reason that just wasn’t good enough. Up ‘til now, I couldn’t answer the famous question of, Why Do Men Cheat? Shit, maybe it was a sickness, and if it was I had no plans on tryin’ to get well anytime soon. I’d fucked so many women, I had no idea who could’ve possibly made me and my family a target. But regardless of my infidelity, I was determined they were goin’ to pay.
After watchin’ what was left of the highlights, I looked forward to rubbin’ in Carlos’ face that my team had won and King James got his man hittin’ forty-eight points. I turned on the shower, feelin’ good about my plans for the night, but at the same time I was frustrated wit’ my wife and my current situation. Lisa needs to step her fuckin’ game up, I thought. A man like me needed special attention on a regular, and she was definitely slackin’ in all areas, especially below my waist.
Ten minutes later, I limped out the shower and got dressed. I had no idea of when and if my knee had any plans on gettin’ better, but I damn sure hoped so. This temporary handicap shit was wearin’ me out. To finish off my outfit, I went to my secret compartment in the back of my closet where I kept my guns. Once I scanned the selection, I decided on my .45 then placed it in the holster that I kept strapped
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