I swear my girl has to be the one of the most perfect women on this planet. I don't want to sound like no bitch or nothing but I swear ever since Chris and I got together I've been so much happier. Last night made six months and I never in my life would imagine at such a young age I would want to settle down. I'm not really thinking of proposing just yet but I can really see us being together for a long time. I really didn't want to leave her this morning but I had class. I swear ever since we moved into that apartment, sex has been crazy, meals have been consistent and hot, and I hate leaving her. She's something close to perfect, real shit. My mother keeps saying "If you love her so much then you need to make it permenant before someone else gets her". I keep telling her she's not going anywhere but she's right I need to do something to make sure she knows I want to marry her someday. Today, in class proposing was the only thing on my mind. "Ms.Tamara do you know the answer to number 47?" Shit. I hate when this happens. "Ummm.. x equals 79 square root of 15 ?" I answer in a way you know I don't know what I'm talking about. "Yes, that is correct". "Good Job" says a whisper over my shoulder. "Who the hell?" I say as I look back. This bitch, I swear you would think after you transfer from somewhere you would rid of your problem. Carlisa MacDaniels. I can't stand this girl. Carlisa and I dated a few years ago and she transferred to Coppin a little before I did. No intention of getting back together. I left my old university because for $30,000 a year I should at least be learning something.
"You still smart as shit I see." Carlisa compliments.
"Yep." I say in a smart ass tone.
"So how you been?"
"Good."
"You in Daley right?"
"I'm living off campus."
"Where?"
"In my damn skin" I say as I get up to leave class which Professor Evans just dismissed. Why is that this girl can't get the hint I don't like her hoodrat ass? As I leave to walk towards the Tawes Center, Carlisa comes up behind me and grabs my waist. "Where you going?" she says in a sexy tone. "Away!" I say as I jerk away from her hold. She doesn't give up. I go to Subway and get lunch and sit outside waiting for Chris to get out of class. Her class is over a little after mine. Just as Chris walks out of the Grace Jacobs building Carlisa walks towards my table and sits down. I thought I had seen the last of this bitch, at least for today. As Chris approaches the table, Carlisa has a seat. "So what we eating Daddy?" Carlisa asks. "Right Daddy what we eating for lunch?" Chris asked as she approaches the table and kisses me with so much tounge that my pussy gets soaking wet. She was claiming territory and I loved it. She always gets like this around other fems when they flirt with me. I knew once Carlisa left I was getting cussed out. "How are you?" Chris asked Carlisa. "I'm good, how are you?" Carlisa asked in her who the fuck is this? tone.
"Can't complain." Chris said.
"That's sweet" Carlisa said.
As Carlisa got up to leave she blew me a kiss and gave Chris a small smile. Just as Carlisa hit the corner Chris began the third degree. "Really Tamara?" she never calls me Tamara unless she's mad. "Who the hell is that?" she snarled. "An old girlfriend who I DID NOT plan on running into." I answered like a child being yelled at by her mother.
"Tamara really? So she just saw you and started flirting?, You know I hate that. All these random ass broads. I told you when shit like this happens I need a forewarning so I don't go off."
"Like you are now?" I said knowing damn well I just put my foot so far in my mouth I can taste it in my throat.
"Say no more Tamara" she said as she gathered her things and got up from the table.
Damn. I hate when she gets like this. I know that I need to stop this but this wasn't my fault. Carlisa confronted me. I hate when she ignores me. I know tonight I'm sleeping alone. Instead of her putting me out of the bed she sleeps on the couch with the TV on. I'm going to go home and that's exactly where she's going to be.
"Looks like women troubles" Carlisa says as she walks back over to the table and sits down.
"Look just leave me be. I don't want to be bothered with you anymore. I told you when we broke up I didn't want any ties to you and I was serious." I argue.
"Ok, I guess this is goodbye. Excuse me for trying to be a good ass friend and squash old beefs" she says as she leaves the table. I have a headache and I just want to go home, one more class and I'm done for today. I head home to change for work and Christian wasn't there. I called her phone, no asnwer, I text her and waited for a reply, still no answer. Where the fuck is this girl? It's damn near 11:30 when she comes in the house. She's not drunk, high, bruised, nothing. She looks fine. "Hey baby" I say in a loving tone. She just goes to the kitchen and begins to make dinner. She made alfredo. The whole time we ate, she never spoke to me and she didn't say anything. I asked her about class, practice, work, everything I could think of and she still wouldn't speak to me. What the fuck did I do? Christian took a shower and layed down in the bed. She let me hold her and throughout the night I could hear her crying. Everytime I asked her what was wrong, she shook her head to say everything was good and eventually, she dozed off. I'm worried about her. The next day at school, as I parked my car, Carlisa was getting off the bus. I ignored her and went to class. Tory and I met up after class and talked about what was going on. If there is anyone I can talk to about Christian it's her cousin and my bestfriend. I told her about the sitaution and she gave me some advice.
" She's hurt yo. No bullshit, she hurts. I've seen this before. She feels like she's going to lose you. Carlisa being here, fucking with you, feeling up on you, bothering you, it makes her uneasy. The last time this shit happened she had her heartbroken. Her girlfriend, Ashly, cheated on her with an ex in their house. She cried for like three weeks." Tory explained.
"I had no idea that she had been hurt like that before. We talked about everything and she's mentioned the situation before but I didn't know she was hurt that bad. I would never do anything to hurt her. I love her. I love her with every ounce of me." I said fighting back tears. Tonight I would make it known that I love my girlfriend with all my heart. Tonight I'm going to propose to Christian.
Tory and I went to the mall after classes and she helped me pick out a ring. I chose a pretty princess cut surrounded by her birthstone with a 14k white gold band. As expensive as that ring was, Christian deserved it. We stopped pass Christian's job and took her lunch. She smiled and kissed me. I guess she was feeling somewhat better. You could tell she was still in some kind of pain. That would all end tonight.
She got home around 10:30 and showered. I made dinner for a change. She ate and we made small conversation. She was telling me how she felt about the whole situation between her and Ashly. I wanted to reassure her that I wasn't her ex and that I wasn't going anywhere. I knew that proving that would be hard especially in the situation we were just in. I offered to clean up but she insisted. While she washed the dishes I went and changed. I put on a pair of shorts and a sports bra that has the day we started dating printed on it. It was an anniversary gift a while back. I wear it on occasions where I know I've fucked up and need to make up for my fuck ups. She came into the bedroom and we cuddled for a while. She changed her clothes into a shirt of mine and some boyshorts. She wanted to fuck. I could tell. She doesn't go into my closet for my clothes unless she really wants to fuck. She buttoned my buttonup all the way to the top just enough so that the collar sat perfectly. I went into the bathroom and put my strap on so that when it got to the point where she was ready for it, there wasn't any stopping, pausing, hesistation, or change of plans. When I went back into the room she was rolled over on my side of the bed with a pillow in between her legs and she was crying. "Baby what's wrong?" I asked her walking over to the bed. "Nothing Rome just come to bed." she said as she rolled over to her side of the mattress. I climbed into bed and she opened her mouth to talk, but all that came were tears.
"Would you ever leave me Tamara?" she asked as she heavy tears.
"Baby, No.." I said as I grabbed her pulled her close to me and held her.
"She's so much prettier then me, thinner then me, her lips are bigger, she's perfect. What do I have to offer you Tamara? We don't hold hands anymore, you don't walk me to class, and before you left this morning you didn't kiss me like you used to." she broke from my hold and got up. She put on some sweat pants, adidas sandals, grabbed her purse and walked out the door. What did I do so wrong? I guess my mother was right, maybe I should've done more to let her know I love her. Where is she going? I put my clothes on and got into the car but she hadn't pulled off yet. The minute I start my car she speeds off and out the parking lot. Where the fuck is this girl going? I finally catch up with her at the local park and there are tears streaming down her face and her eyes look dry and puffy.
"What does she have that I don't?!" Christian yells as she throws a handful of rocks into the lake.
"Nothing." I yell through sprints down to her side. If it's one thing I hate seeing is the love of my life in dismay. I know that she's had some self esteem issues in the past but I thought we hadn't gotten past this.
Monday, August 24, 2015
Monday, July 8, 2013
Chapter 11
Tamara looks so miserable sitting in the doctor’s office with her maternity jeans on. It’s cute and sad at the same time. I don’t mean to laugh at my wife but the shit is just funny to me. She’s so femme cunt now it’s ridiculous. Last night were watching a movie and she started crying when the dog ran away. Any other time it would’ve been “Fuck that dog” or “Bad ass little bastard”. Something funny but now she’s more submissive then I am. It’s cute though. After her sonogram I’m clocking out we have to go to court for that bullshit back in September of last year. It’s crazy that we still have to see these two but knowing today is the day of their sentencing makes my day so much better. We’ve waited six months to see whether or not it’s a boy or a girl because we wanted to make the nursery a unisex room. I didn’t want to wait this long but Tamara insisted. She also doesn’t like to be called “Rome” anymore. I guess because she’s having a baby she feels she’s getting to old for thug ass nicknames.
“Tamara” the nurse calls.
“Coming” Tamara answers as she attempts to push herself up out of the chair. She looks like she’s in some pain but I don’t want to help her. She just looks too cute with her big belly and converses. We get into the back and for this visit she has to get completely naked. A she begins to strip down I began to heat up. We haven’t had sex in almost a month and a half. It’s uncomfortable for her to penetrate me with the strap up under her stomach. So it’s mostly just a bunch of cuddling and kissing and I honestly don’t mind.
“Come here baby” I command.
“What?’ she whispers.
“Stop being so goofy and come here”
“Can I put my robe on first?”
“No”
Tamara gives me that smile letting me know that she knows exactly what I’m doing. She walks to me and I begin to rub her belly. “This is our baby.” I say trying not to choke on tears. “I know baby” she says as she leans down to kiss me. Somehow our loving goes from me sitting in the chair and her standing up, to me laying on the medical bed and her on top of me in nothing but a hospital gown. She began to lift up my shirt and massage my breasts as I start to rub her head and run my hand down her back. Just as she began to unbutton my pants the technician knocks on the door.
“You dressed?” she asked.
“One minute” Tamara and I answer back simultaneously. Just when things were starting to get good, the technician comes in and we begin the sonogram. Everything sounds good and her insides look amazing. The OBGYN comes in and does a simple exam to see how the baby is positioned and to see if everything is coming along fine.
“Your baby is in real good health and you are very lucky to have gotten as far as you did without prenatal vitamins.” Dr. Monroe says. I’ve worked with this woman for the longest time and she is one of the best doctors in the business. She has us on our toes about what we need to do in order to ensure that our child is born in good health.
“Have you been taking your vitamins now Tamara?” Dr. Monroe asks in the sternest of tones.
“I’ve been taking the horse pills, yes ma’am” Tamara answers back.
“Good now would you like to know the sex of your baby? “
“Yes” I answer.
“You two lovely ladies will be bringing another beautiful young lady in this world.”
Tamara’s mouth opens into a beautiful smile. We touch her stomach together and Tamara sings an Irish prayer. We both know that this baby will be beautiful. Now we can start looking for names. I called my mother and father and told them the good news while Tamara called her mom and grandmother. This is the start of an amazing life.
We get to the court around 4: 30 and have a seat until Carlisa and Ashley are bought in from the back. Every time we come to one of these cases my blood begins to boil. I hate these bitches and the last thing I want to do is look at either one of them. They make me fucking sick. When the case began it was testimony after testimony. Then it became a game of evidence. Bloody sheets, bloody carpet squares, knives, guns, rope, and video footage of the two breaking into the apartment. Today was the day we receive justice.
The judge reads the verdict “After looking at all the evidence and hearing the testimonies from our witnesses we find Carlisa and Ashley Douglas guilty of first degree assault, second degree assault, rape, attempted murder, and theft of less than 500 dollars.”
After every charge Carlisa and Ashley both began to lose color in their skin. Although dark complexion, both women are pale in the face. I know I shouldn’t but I love it. As straight faced as Tamara and I are now we both want to smile from ear to ear. I love this feeling. When karma comes back to bite a evil individual in the ass. It makes me proud. Tamara and I hug and wait to be dismissed from the court room. Today has been of those days where you just have to thank God that life is looking up.
“Tamara” the nurse calls.
“Coming” Tamara answers as she attempts to push herself up out of the chair. She looks like she’s in some pain but I don’t want to help her. She just looks too cute with her big belly and converses. We get into the back and for this visit she has to get completely naked. A she begins to strip down I began to heat up. We haven’t had sex in almost a month and a half. It’s uncomfortable for her to penetrate me with the strap up under her stomach. So it’s mostly just a bunch of cuddling and kissing and I honestly don’t mind.
“Come here baby” I command.
“What?’ she whispers.
“Stop being so goofy and come here”
“Can I put my robe on first?”
“No”
Tamara gives me that smile letting me know that she knows exactly what I’m doing. She walks to me and I begin to rub her belly. “This is our baby.” I say trying not to choke on tears. “I know baby” she says as she leans down to kiss me. Somehow our loving goes from me sitting in the chair and her standing up, to me laying on the medical bed and her on top of me in nothing but a hospital gown. She began to lift up my shirt and massage my breasts as I start to rub her head and run my hand down her back. Just as she began to unbutton my pants the technician knocks on the door.
“You dressed?” she asked.
“One minute” Tamara and I answer back simultaneously. Just when things were starting to get good, the technician comes in and we begin the sonogram. Everything sounds good and her insides look amazing. The OBGYN comes in and does a simple exam to see how the baby is positioned and to see if everything is coming along fine.
“Your baby is in real good health and you are very lucky to have gotten as far as you did without prenatal vitamins.” Dr. Monroe says. I’ve worked with this woman for the longest time and she is one of the best doctors in the business. She has us on our toes about what we need to do in order to ensure that our child is born in good health.
“Have you been taking your vitamins now Tamara?” Dr. Monroe asks in the sternest of tones.
“I’ve been taking the horse pills, yes ma’am” Tamara answers back.
“Good now would you like to know the sex of your baby? “
“Yes” I answer.
“You two lovely ladies will be bringing another beautiful young lady in this world.”
Tamara’s mouth opens into a beautiful smile. We touch her stomach together and Tamara sings an Irish prayer. We both know that this baby will be beautiful. Now we can start looking for names. I called my mother and father and told them the good news while Tamara called her mom and grandmother. This is the start of an amazing life.
We get to the court around 4: 30 and have a seat until Carlisa and Ashley are bought in from the back. Every time we come to one of these cases my blood begins to boil. I hate these bitches and the last thing I want to do is look at either one of them. They make me fucking sick. When the case began it was testimony after testimony. Then it became a game of evidence. Bloody sheets, bloody carpet squares, knives, guns, rope, and video footage of the two breaking into the apartment. Today was the day we receive justice.
The judge reads the verdict “After looking at all the evidence and hearing the testimonies from our witnesses we find Carlisa and Ashley Douglas guilty of first degree assault, second degree assault, rape, attempted murder, and theft of less than 500 dollars.”
After every charge Carlisa and Ashley both began to lose color in their skin. Although dark complexion, both women are pale in the face. I know I shouldn’t but I love it. As straight faced as Tamara and I are now we both want to smile from ear to ear. I love this feeling. When karma comes back to bite a evil individual in the ass. It makes me proud. Tamara and I hug and wait to be dismissed from the court room. Today has been of those days where you just have to thank God that life is looking up.
Chapter 10
These past couple weeks have been nothing but a headache. I really feel like the weight is the heaviest on the baby instead of me. I finally talked to my mother about what was going on and then i admitted to being pregnant. It was the longest moment in history. My mother's 30 seconds of silence turned into joyous, lost, and confused tears that in a sense I felt was a desperate cry from help for Jesus himself to come fix this. It still hasn't really hit me that in two weeks if I don't come up with a decision on whether or not the baby stays or goes I'm stuck with it. What do I do? How do I fix this? Christian and I are going to dinner tonight to have a talk about what we think is best for her and I when it comes to this baby.
Tonight we don't get all dressed up like we normally do when we go out on dates. It's a simple night at T.G.I. Fridays where jeans and a shirt will sufice. As we sit and wait for our appetizers and drinks the dreaded conversation begins.
"If we keep this baby, that is an extra mouth to feed, an extra back to clothe, and six weeks off of work I don't think I can truly afford to miss baby." I began.
"Tamara I told you, do what you feel is right for you. I know that this is my baby just as much as it is yours. I don't want to give the baby up but at the same time what is a woman supposed to do when she isn't the one carrying the child? What do you want me to do? Get pregnant too?"
"Shit that might help" I interject. I hate being like this with Christian it's not like we're arguing but at the same time we aren't the best of fucking friends as of right now all because of a dead man's nut. I don't want to think of my child as a dead man's mistake but right about now that's all I see it as. It. Just a living thing growing inside of me.
"Well you have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and after the sonagram we will come to a conclusion on what to do about this living thing inside of your uterus." Christian says in the most sarcastic manner. If I could smack her right now I would. Lately, her and I have been on edge. I think it's because we're not having sex. She doesn't want something to happen to the baby. I told her nothing is going in me so fucking is the least of her worries. I move over to her side of the booth and whisper in her ear.
"Baby" I whisper as I kiss on her neck.
"What?" she says like I'm getting on her damn nerves.
"We haven't done it in awhile"
"I know, and until we figure out what to do about this baby, we won't."
"FINE!" I pout in my baby voice. I know that she means well but I think these high levels of hormones are making me hornier then ever. I just want to hump something. A leg, a chair, my wife perhaps. Something, hell.
"Don't do that. You wanna act like a child go sit on the other side of this table and wait for the nice lady to come back with our stuff." Christian says in her motherly tone. She knows exactly what she's doing and it's beginning to irk my nerves. She doesn't know that once we get home she's getting the business.
The lady finally comes with our food. After eating we went to Tiffany and Company in Towson's Mall and bought little charm bracelets for the baby. If we decide to keep it we're going to give the bracelet to the baby when he or she turns one. If we decide to rid of the baby we'll wear the bracelets in the baby's memory. This is a tough time for us.
We get home and Tory and Eriyn are in the basement going at it. You can hear Tory moaning and Eriyn ass being smacked by Tory's massive ass hand. As red as Eriyn is I'm really curious to see what the hand print probably looks like at this moment. "Come on baby, they're doing it" I start to kiss Christian's hot spot behind her ear.
"No Tamara! Now take your horny ass to bed" she says as she pushes me off of her and out of her way. I guess I'm really not getting any tonight.
The next morning we wake up and head over to Christian's job where I have to get the sonagram done. Christian would have done it herself but she's off today and she just wants to hold my hand through it. The techinician puts this cold ass gel on my stomach and begins to move the machine around to find the baby.
"There it is!" she says as if she found a baby in her own damn stomach. You hear my heart beating on the screen and the baby's heart beat is faint but it's there. It's really there. This is the weirdest moment of my life. There's a baby in me and I don't know how to feel about this I'm happy because my baby is healthy but I'm sad because there's a child in my stomach. I'm proud and sad all at the same time. When the appointment is over and wipe off my stomach, Christian places her hand on it. She starts crying. I don't know what kind of tears they are but I promise you these tears are real. She won't talk and the more I ask her "Baby what's wrong" the more she starts to cry. I kiss her and she tells me how much she loves me and that she supports my decision in whatever I decide to do. This situation is rough but I can't tell from the way I'm feeling and the way she's crying that reality has now hit it's peek and I'm going to have a baby.
"Christian, wipe your eyes baby, I know that this situation has been choosy and you and I have had numerous opinions about this, but you and I have overcome a lot together and I'm beginning to realize that way I felt the day I fell in love with you is the same feeling I'm having now."
I place my hand over hers and we both touch my stomach. I kiss her softly and look her deep in big brown eyes.
"Let's start a family."
Tonight we don't get all dressed up like we normally do when we go out on dates. It's a simple night at T.G.I. Fridays where jeans and a shirt will sufice. As we sit and wait for our appetizers and drinks the dreaded conversation begins.
"If we keep this baby, that is an extra mouth to feed, an extra back to clothe, and six weeks off of work I don't think I can truly afford to miss baby." I began.
"Tamara I told you, do what you feel is right for you. I know that this is my baby just as much as it is yours. I don't want to give the baby up but at the same time what is a woman supposed to do when she isn't the one carrying the child? What do you want me to do? Get pregnant too?"
"Shit that might help" I interject. I hate being like this with Christian it's not like we're arguing but at the same time we aren't the best of fucking friends as of right now all because of a dead man's nut. I don't want to think of my child as a dead man's mistake but right about now that's all I see it as. It. Just a living thing growing inside of me.
"Well you have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and after the sonagram we will come to a conclusion on what to do about this living thing inside of your uterus." Christian says in the most sarcastic manner. If I could smack her right now I would. Lately, her and I have been on edge. I think it's because we're not having sex. She doesn't want something to happen to the baby. I told her nothing is going in me so fucking is the least of her worries. I move over to her side of the booth and whisper in her ear.
"Baby" I whisper as I kiss on her neck.
"What?" she says like I'm getting on her damn nerves.
"We haven't done it in awhile"
"I know, and until we figure out what to do about this baby, we won't."
"FINE!" I pout in my baby voice. I know that she means well but I think these high levels of hormones are making me hornier then ever. I just want to hump something. A leg, a chair, my wife perhaps. Something, hell.
"Don't do that. You wanna act like a child go sit on the other side of this table and wait for the nice lady to come back with our stuff." Christian says in her motherly tone. She knows exactly what she's doing and it's beginning to irk my nerves. She doesn't know that once we get home she's getting the business.
The lady finally comes with our food. After eating we went to Tiffany and Company in Towson's Mall and bought little charm bracelets for the baby. If we decide to keep it we're going to give the bracelet to the baby when he or she turns one. If we decide to rid of the baby we'll wear the bracelets in the baby's memory. This is a tough time for us.
We get home and Tory and Eriyn are in the basement going at it. You can hear Tory moaning and Eriyn ass being smacked by Tory's massive ass hand. As red as Eriyn is I'm really curious to see what the hand print probably looks like at this moment. "Come on baby, they're doing it" I start to kiss Christian's hot spot behind her ear.
"No Tamara! Now take your horny ass to bed" she says as she pushes me off of her and out of her way. I guess I'm really not getting any tonight.
The next morning we wake up and head over to Christian's job where I have to get the sonagram done. Christian would have done it herself but she's off today and she just wants to hold my hand through it. The techinician puts this cold ass gel on my stomach and begins to move the machine around to find the baby.
"There it is!" she says as if she found a baby in her own damn stomach. You hear my heart beating on the screen and the baby's heart beat is faint but it's there. It's really there. This is the weirdest moment of my life. There's a baby in me and I don't know how to feel about this I'm happy because my baby is healthy but I'm sad because there's a child in my stomach. I'm proud and sad all at the same time. When the appointment is over and wipe off my stomach, Christian places her hand on it. She starts crying. I don't know what kind of tears they are but I promise you these tears are real. She won't talk and the more I ask her "Baby what's wrong" the more she starts to cry. I kiss her and she tells me how much she loves me and that she supports my decision in whatever I decide to do. This situation is rough but I can't tell from the way I'm feeling and the way she's crying that reality has now hit it's peek and I'm going to have a baby.
"Christian, wipe your eyes baby, I know that this situation has been choosy and you and I have had numerous opinions about this, but you and I have overcome a lot together and I'm beginning to realize that way I felt the day I fell in love with you is the same feeling I'm having now."
I place my hand over hers and we both touch my stomach. I kiss her softly and look her deep in big brown eyes.
"Let's start a family."
Chapter 9
Las Vegas was fun I have to admit. We didn't stay the whole week because it's hurricane season there and four black lesbians and a hurricane really isn't a cute mix. Tamara and Tory went to Ikea early to get some more silverware and kitchen supplies for the new house. Eriyn went to Bed, Bath, and Beyond to get some more stuff for both of the bathrooms and I'm in here cleaning for the house warming tonight. I really don't want all these people in the house because the last house warming we had everyone got drunk and slept over. I hate cleaning up after grown ass men and women. Family is one thing, but my friends, Tamara and Tory's friends, and Eriyn's friends all total in disaster. We all drink, we all smoke, we all act a damn fool, and we all do the most when we're together so somebody tell me how the hell they think this night is going to end?
I didn't feel like cooking so I ordered Panda Express and a platter from Chik-Fil-A that way there was a variety of food and nobody could complain. We spent $400 on alcohol and over $600 in stuff for the house in general. This night better go spectacular or I'm spazzing. My attitude is way past high today. I'm just not in the mood and I'm not exactly sure why. I just feel like something is bound to go wrong. Around 6:00 people begin showing up. My mother showed up with my aunt and grandmother, Tamara's family came down from PG, Eriyn's people were damn near a hour late, and Tory's people (who are basically my people) were an hour early. We drank wine and shared stories. My aunt prayed over the house and sent a blessing of serenity. God knows we need it. We don't need anything else happening to any of us. Our friends stayed a little longer than our families and then the party really started. Drunk spades, zooted monopoly, and no where near sober dancing with the Wii. Sammy, my righthand was having way to much fun, but over all tonight was a success. Still, I have this preminition tonight I'm going to have to smack the living FUCK out of somebody's child.
After everyone leaves and Eriyn and I clean up, Tory and Tamara roll up a couple blunts and we all get to smoking. Our first real night in the house and it smells sour as hell in this living room but hell, we grown and we can do what we please.
"Why you so tense?" Eriyn asks me in between hits.
"I really don't know, it's like I'm mad at something and I don't why." I say hitting a pipe.
"Girl chill out."
"I can't, it's like when I do calm down and relax, some shit gets me uncomfortable again."
"You think it's because it's our first real night here?" Tory asks.
"Probably, shit I don't know"
"Baby calm down, I'm sure it's nothing" Rome tells me.
Although, they're telling me to chill out, it just isn't working. I can't stop feeling like I need to keep my guard up because really soon I'm going to have to truly kirk the fuck out. After we all shower, it's time for the newlyweds to get some rest, all of us got work in the morning. I'm really not trying to go but we got bills to pay. In the middle of the night Tamara's phone rings and she gets out of bed to answer it. She's only gone for about 10 minutes, then she climbs back in bed and puts her arm around me.
"Who was that?" I ask.
"Nobody baby, it's nothing serious, just business" she reassures me.
"Okay" I say as I doze back off.
Now something really isn't sitting right with me. Why the fuck is someone calling my wife this early in the morning, better yet, who the fuck is calling her this damn early? I'm not going to phase it but I'm pretty sure this is the reason I'm feeling the way I am. The next morning, Tory and I made breakfast for our spouses and sat on the balcony of the house while she smoked her a black.
"Cousin, I think Rome is on that sneaky shit again."
"What you mean?" she asks in between puffs.
"Somebody called her phone like midnight and she got UP out of the bed and answered it."
"She was probably just respecting the fact that you were sleep"
"Then she came back to bed and threw her arms around me"
"What?"
"Yea"
"Something don't seem right" she said raising a eyebrow. "I'm going to talk to her for you."
After we all leave for classes that morning, I get to Coppin around 11:30 and go to financial aid because as much as I love my college, they're unorganized like hell. I leave the office like 1:00 finally have taken care of everything and head to my first class. Angie and I leave that class and head over to our second class where she points out that she hasn't seen my wife all day. I notice the shit too but I just let it slide. That ugly feeling comes back and for the rest of the day I'm somewhat agitated.
Angie and I head to work around 5:30. When I get to the office, Tamara's car is parked in the parking lot. This is strange as shit but whatever. I'm just going to let the shit slide and go into work. This nasty ass feeling I'm having is starting to get worse. I get into work and take some Advil before my shift starts. I don't need a headache from whatever bullshit is about to happen and the bullshit I already deal with at work. Taking some files to my supervisor's office I come pass a file with Tamara's name on it. I want to look but in order for me to keep my job I need to mind my business.
I see Tamara leaving the doctor's office. I stop her to have a conversation with her and she's crying.
"Baby what's wrong?' I ask her.
"We need to talk, like now." she says in between sobs.
I've never seen her cry this hard in the time that I've known her. Not when her father died, not when she was being raped, none of this. What's wrong with her? I ask my boss for the rest of the night off and she told me I should take Tamara home and we should talk about what's wrong. I want to know what the hell is wrong with my wife and every other motherfucker in this office that knows what's going on besides me.
We drive home and Tory and Eriyn are sitting on the couch like they've been waiting for us to get home. I need a drink. I don't like not knowing what's going on. Somebody is either lying or someone isn't being real.
Tamara sits down and pats the seat next to her. I sit down and grab her hand. She's still crying. She's been crying this whole time. Her face is completly red and her eyes are really red and puffy. Does she have AIDS? Is she dying?
"Baby, I love you and I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. None of us did. You know that day all that shit happened we didn't plan that. I cried just as hard as you did. I remember the pain, the blood, the nasty feeling, the slurs, the cursing, the hurt, all of it. I'm so sorry for this." she falls onto the floor at my feet and grabs my legs.
Tamara get up!" I'm scared and I don't know what to expect.
"T get up girl, come on" Tory says through her tears. She looks just as scared as me.
"What the fuck is going on!" I yell. At this moment somebody better tell me something before I call the police, or ambulance, or something. I'm so damn confused I have no idea what to do. I feel faint and that nasty feeling I was having all day now has my heart racing, my blood boiling, my foot stomping, my hands sweating, and my words slurred. I feel like I'm ready to black out.
"Christian, calm down girl." Eriyn is trying her hardest to get me calm but it's just not working. I don't want to be touched.
"It's not as bad as it seems but I don't want you losing your head over this. I just want you to be here for her. Support her through this. She needs you right now."
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!" I'm losing my mind at this point and I want to know what's wrong.
"Christian, I'm pregnant!" Tamara yells. She can't stand straight. She's trying to pull herself up on the couch but she can't move.
I'm still.
The feeling I just had of disgust and anger now turns to straight lividness. If I could kill a nigga that was already dead I would do it. I can't fathom the thought of my wife, my dominant wife being with child. I know she's scared and hell I'm scared for her but what can I do at this point.? I just want to hold her but she won't let me touch her. I don't have any real thoughts at this moment and my body is numb. Now we are all sitting on the floor huddled together holding one another. We were a family before this and we'll be a family during this situation. I don't know what to do right now I feel lost. I have to go to God on this one.
I didn't feel like cooking so I ordered Panda Express and a platter from Chik-Fil-A that way there was a variety of food and nobody could complain. We spent $400 on alcohol and over $600 in stuff for the house in general. This night better go spectacular or I'm spazzing. My attitude is way past high today. I'm just not in the mood and I'm not exactly sure why. I just feel like something is bound to go wrong. Around 6:00 people begin showing up. My mother showed up with my aunt and grandmother, Tamara's family came down from PG, Eriyn's people were damn near a hour late, and Tory's people (who are basically my people) were an hour early. We drank wine and shared stories. My aunt prayed over the house and sent a blessing of serenity. God knows we need it. We don't need anything else happening to any of us. Our friends stayed a little longer than our families and then the party really started. Drunk spades, zooted monopoly, and no where near sober dancing with the Wii. Sammy, my righthand was having way to much fun, but over all tonight was a success. Still, I have this preminition tonight I'm going to have to smack the living FUCK out of somebody's child.
After everyone leaves and Eriyn and I clean up, Tory and Tamara roll up a couple blunts and we all get to smoking. Our first real night in the house and it smells sour as hell in this living room but hell, we grown and we can do what we please.
"Why you so tense?" Eriyn asks me in between hits.
"I really don't know, it's like I'm mad at something and I don't why." I say hitting a pipe.
"Girl chill out."
"I can't, it's like when I do calm down and relax, some shit gets me uncomfortable again."
"You think it's because it's our first real night here?" Tory asks.
"Probably, shit I don't know"
"Baby calm down, I'm sure it's nothing" Rome tells me.
Although, they're telling me to chill out, it just isn't working. I can't stop feeling like I need to keep my guard up because really soon I'm going to have to truly kirk the fuck out. After we all shower, it's time for the newlyweds to get some rest, all of us got work in the morning. I'm really not trying to go but we got bills to pay. In the middle of the night Tamara's phone rings and she gets out of bed to answer it. She's only gone for about 10 minutes, then she climbs back in bed and puts her arm around me.
"Who was that?" I ask.
"Nobody baby, it's nothing serious, just business" she reassures me.
"Okay" I say as I doze back off.
Now something really isn't sitting right with me. Why the fuck is someone calling my wife this early in the morning, better yet, who the fuck is calling her this damn early? I'm not going to phase it but I'm pretty sure this is the reason I'm feeling the way I am. The next morning, Tory and I made breakfast for our spouses and sat on the balcony of the house while she smoked her a black.
"Cousin, I think Rome is on that sneaky shit again."
"What you mean?" she asks in between puffs.
"Somebody called her phone like midnight and she got UP out of the bed and answered it."
"She was probably just respecting the fact that you were sleep"
"Then she came back to bed and threw her arms around me"
"What?"
"Yea"
"Something don't seem right" she said raising a eyebrow. "I'm going to talk to her for you."
After we all leave for classes that morning, I get to Coppin around 11:30 and go to financial aid because as much as I love my college, they're unorganized like hell. I leave the office like 1:00 finally have taken care of everything and head to my first class. Angie and I leave that class and head over to our second class where she points out that she hasn't seen my wife all day. I notice the shit too but I just let it slide. That ugly feeling comes back and for the rest of the day I'm somewhat agitated.
Angie and I head to work around 5:30. When I get to the office, Tamara's car is parked in the parking lot. This is strange as shit but whatever. I'm just going to let the shit slide and go into work. This nasty ass feeling I'm having is starting to get worse. I get into work and take some Advil before my shift starts. I don't need a headache from whatever bullshit is about to happen and the bullshit I already deal with at work. Taking some files to my supervisor's office I come pass a file with Tamara's name on it. I want to look but in order for me to keep my job I need to mind my business.
I see Tamara leaving the doctor's office. I stop her to have a conversation with her and she's crying.
"Baby what's wrong?' I ask her.
"We need to talk, like now." she says in between sobs.
I've never seen her cry this hard in the time that I've known her. Not when her father died, not when she was being raped, none of this. What's wrong with her? I ask my boss for the rest of the night off and she told me I should take Tamara home and we should talk about what's wrong. I want to know what the hell is wrong with my wife and every other motherfucker in this office that knows what's going on besides me.
We drive home and Tory and Eriyn are sitting on the couch like they've been waiting for us to get home. I need a drink. I don't like not knowing what's going on. Somebody is either lying or someone isn't being real.
Tamara sits down and pats the seat next to her. I sit down and grab her hand. She's still crying. She's been crying this whole time. Her face is completly red and her eyes are really red and puffy. Does she have AIDS? Is she dying?
"Baby, I love you and I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. None of us did. You know that day all that shit happened we didn't plan that. I cried just as hard as you did. I remember the pain, the blood, the nasty feeling, the slurs, the cursing, the hurt, all of it. I'm so sorry for this." she falls onto the floor at my feet and grabs my legs.
Tamara get up!" I'm scared and I don't know what to expect.
"T get up girl, come on" Tory says through her tears. She looks just as scared as me.
"What the fuck is going on!" I yell. At this moment somebody better tell me something before I call the police, or ambulance, or something. I'm so damn confused I have no idea what to do. I feel faint and that nasty feeling I was having all day now has my heart racing, my blood boiling, my foot stomping, my hands sweating, and my words slurred. I feel like I'm ready to black out.
"Christian, calm down girl." Eriyn is trying her hardest to get me calm but it's just not working. I don't want to be touched.
"It's not as bad as it seems but I don't want you losing your head over this. I just want you to be here for her. Support her through this. She needs you right now."
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!" I'm losing my mind at this point and I want to know what's wrong.
"Christian, I'm pregnant!" Tamara yells. She can't stand straight. She's trying to pull herself up on the couch but she can't move.
I'm still.
The feeling I just had of disgust and anger now turns to straight lividness. If I could kill a nigga that was already dead I would do it. I can't fathom the thought of my wife, my dominant wife being with child. I know she's scared and hell I'm scared for her but what can I do at this point.? I just want to hold her but she won't let me touch her. I don't have any real thoughts at this moment and my body is numb. Now we are all sitting on the floor huddled together holding one another. We were a family before this and we'll be a family during this situation. I don't know what to do right now I feel lost. I have to go to God on this one.
Chapter 8
We get onto the plane and get ready for the 6 hour plane ride to California. Christian and Eriyn just had to get cute. Waking up early this morning putting on their faces, adn picking out an outfit. Christian put on a pair of jeans, a off the shoulder shirt, and some flats. Eriyn about the same but she had on a pair of adidas. Tory and I woke up about an hour before we had to leave for the airport and put on some jeans, a tshirt, and some tennis. Nothing special. We boarded the plane and I fell to sleep. Christian kept messing with me, nibbling on my ear and shit, kissing my neck, and licking my tattoo. We still haven't had sex and I know she's horny. I mean I get horny too but right now I'm not to incline to be having sex. My mind is still slightly on that shit that happened. I know it happened months ago, but I still can't fathom the feeling of sex. It's the worst. This is the shit that I'm talking about. I feel like I can't fully provide for my girlfriend in the ways she needs me to. I know that toy she uses doesn't match up to me but for now that's what she's using.
"Baby" she whispers in my ear.
"Yes baby?" I ask. I already know what she's going to say.
"Baby I want it."
"I know baby, I want it to."
"Then give it to me when we get to the hotel"
"I don't think I'm ready baby"
"Ok" she says as she pouts. "I understand."
I don't like making her feel like this. I hate turning her down. I haven't had sex with my wife since September. Eventually she's going to turn to someone else and get it from them. Christian loves me, I know she does, but how long can a girl wait to be sexually fulfilled by her wife who's not giving her any before she goes and gets it from someone else?
"We're landing!" Eriyn yells.
"Girl, calm the fuck down, all that Moscato is going to your head" Tory said.
"Shut up!"
"Make me"
Tory and Eriyn began to kiss. Tory gets to sucking on Eriyn's hotspot behind her ear and pulls on her hair. They're really into it. Christian and I don't really get into anything but I know that once we hit that hotel Tory and Eriyn are going to disappear for a while. We finally get to the hotel and drop our bags. Tory and Eriyn close the door and put the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door. Christian and I go go into our room and she unpacks some of her stuff.
"I'm going to walk on the beach" Christian says. She looks like she's ready to cry.
"I'll walk with you" I say trying to grab her hand.
She moves her hand. "Nevermind I'm going to go sit on the balcony and call my mom, just to tell her that we got here ok" she rushes onto the balcony and slams the sliding door.
She's just sitting there crying. The first day here in this beautiful ass area and my wife is crying. I can hear Eriyn moaning through the somewhat thin walls and Tory screaming "Who's daddy?
"You daddy" Eriyn moans.
"Who's daddy?!"
"You daddy!"
"Who?!"
"YOU DADDY! TORY DAMN!"
The thumping of the headboard speeds up and all I can think about is how Christian and I used to be. Sweaty, hot, loud, and wet, that was the best sex between her and I. There were nights we would make love and other nights were we would be two horny ass lesbians going at it. Yelling, scratching, biting, smacking ass, and licking tattoos. Those nights were everything. Now it's just hot kissing sessions and your occasional head. I haven't had real sex with my wife in almost 4 months. I know why she's crying and I just want to go out there grab her by her hair, drag her in here, lay her on the bed, and fuck her until she cries. Sadly, I can't do that. I'm not mentally prepared.
The hot sex next door has stopped and Eriyn and Tory come to our room. Tory and I sit in the living room area while Eriyn goes out onto the balcony to talk to Christian.
"Girl what's wrong?" Eriyn say closing the glass door.
"I was hoping this vacation would put the sex drive back into Rome but it hasn't. Her and I have barely touched each other since that shit that happened in September. I feel horrible. Like I'm making her more uncomfortable." Christian says through her tears.
"Girl, it's not like that. Give her time, she'll come around. She's just not feeling sex. What woman would after being raped by a man?" Dry your eyes. Come on let's go to the shops and do some retail therapy" Eriyn says handing her some tissues.
After she gets herself together the two women leave and go into the city for a while to get pampered and shop.
"I'll see you later Daddy" Eriyn says as she kisses Tory. "See you Rome" she says as she leans down hugging his is suppose to be a vacation where you two enjoy being a married couple and the biggest part of that was sex. Christian just wants to be able to love you like a married lesbian should be able to. Give it time and you'll be ready again. She's not going to seek outside of you and her because she's not like that. Stop worrying and stop crying. We're in California, this is a happy time".
"Maybe you're right T but I don't know what else I can do to make this vacation special without sex. I heard you and Eriyn earlier, it hasn't been like that with us since August."
"Damn, Rome I didn't know it had been that long"
"Yea"
"Look take her to dinner tonight and talk about how you feel, and get her side of it to, she's your wife, when things like this happen, you just have to talk it out. That's all you can do."
Tory is right. Tonight I'm going to take her out and we're going to talk.
When the girls got back from their day out, Christian and I made plans to go to dinner. She wore a sexy black one shoulder dress and a pair of blush heels. She looked amazing. I wore some dress pants, a dress shirt, and some tennis. We looked like a trophy couple. We took a few photos before we left and went to the restaurant. We had dinner and went for a walk.
"Baby I'm so sorry" I said as I grabbed her hand.
"There's nothing to be sorry for" Christian said.
"There is, you and I haven't been intimate for a while and I'm sorry. It's just that after that shit that happened with Carlisa and Ashly I just don't feel comfortable. It's nothing you did or anything that you're doing it's just that the feeling of sex just makes me feel nasty. Like my mind goes back to that day all over again." I tried not to cry but it didn't work. I'm balling my eyes out. I look like a damn fool crying in front of my wife like some kind of bitch. I just feel so bad.
"Baby, stop crying." she says as she wipes my eyes. "I love you, sex can wait. I'm not going to push you to do something you don't feel comfortable with doing. I married you because I love you and I'm willing to be patient with you as long as need be about anything. You mean everything to me baby, and I'm not going to let something as petty as sex come in between us." she says wiping my face with her hand. "Come on let's go back to our room and watch a movie or something."
As we're walking back to the hotel and holding hands I get to thinking about all the good times her and I have had. She makes me more then happy. Her and I have been through a lot and what I love about her is then fact that she stayed by me the entire time. Loving me, holding me, taking care of me. This is the woman I'm about to spend the rest of my life with and I honestly can't keep letting this shit come in between her and I. We arrive back at the hotel and she gets into the shower. I cut all the lights off, and I light some candles.
Once she gets out of the shower, I take a quick shower and get out to see my wife sitting on the bed in her underwear putting on lotion. She isn't doing anything to turn me on but it's just the way she' s moving up and down her leg that is really making me wet. She put on deodorant and lays down in the bed. I get dressed and lay next to her. She goes to reach for the remote and I smack her hand.
"Rome what the hell are you doing?"
"I think I'm ready to try again"
"We just had that discussion baby, take your time"
I climb on top of her and kiss her neck. I start nibbling softly on her ear and rubbing up and down her body.
"Stop Tamara, if you're not ready, you're not ready" she says pushing me off away from her.
I pin her hands down to the bed and kiss her passionately. "I'm ready."
I rip off her underwear and take off her bra. She's dripping wet and I can smell the scent of her perfume mixed with the natural scent her body gives off. I'm way past aroused. I get up and put on my strap as she postions herself on the side of the bed with her ass up in the air.
I push her down onto the bed and stand at the bottom of the bed just looking at her.
"Now play with it for daddy" I demand.
"No" she says in her sexy ass voice.
"No?"
"Yep, no kiss my ass" she yells at me.
I climbed onto the bed and began to eat her pussy. She's moaning and yelling my name. You can tell she's been waiting for this for a long time. I don't feel any discomfort and tonight I'm giving her all of me. I climb on top of her slide in. She wet as hell and I love it. She' s grinding her hips and I'm hip rolling to my stroke. She moaning and she wants more. I turn her over and take her from behind. Stroking it hard and shYou love daddy?"
"Yes!" she moans.
"You love daddy?!" I yell as I smack her ass hard as hell.
"Yes I fucking love you daddy , now fuck this pussy!" she screams.
I'm giving it to her hard as hell. The sound of her ass hitting my thighs made me go insane. I turned her ass over and began fucking her like crazy. She was so damn tight my strap had trouble penetrating her. She missed this dick and I know she did. I stroked her pussy for so long she came on my dick twice. She picked me up and sat me on her face. She was grabbing my nipples and licking my clit so fast. Her mouth was wet and warm. I was loving the feeling. I came twice in her mouth. She sucked up every drop of my cum and kept eating. We were in 69 for a while and then I went back to stroking her and then we tribbed. Tonight we were trying everything. After we fucked for what felt like all night but in all actuality was 4 hours we layed ass naked together holding each other as a happily married and sexually active couple.
"Baby" she whispers in my ear.
"Yes baby?" I ask. I already know what she's going to say.
"Baby I want it."
"I know baby, I want it to."
"Then give it to me when we get to the hotel"
"I don't think I'm ready baby"
"Ok" she says as she pouts. "I understand."
I don't like making her feel like this. I hate turning her down. I haven't had sex with my wife since September. Eventually she's going to turn to someone else and get it from them. Christian loves me, I know she does, but how long can a girl wait to be sexually fulfilled by her wife who's not giving her any before she goes and gets it from someone else?
"We're landing!" Eriyn yells.
"Girl, calm the fuck down, all that Moscato is going to your head" Tory said.
"Shut up!"
"Make me"
Tory and Eriyn began to kiss. Tory gets to sucking on Eriyn's hotspot behind her ear and pulls on her hair. They're really into it. Christian and I don't really get into anything but I know that once we hit that hotel Tory and Eriyn are going to disappear for a while. We finally get to the hotel and drop our bags. Tory and Eriyn close the door and put the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door. Christian and I go go into our room and she unpacks some of her stuff.
"I'm going to walk on the beach" Christian says. She looks like she's ready to cry.
"I'll walk with you" I say trying to grab her hand.
She moves her hand. "Nevermind I'm going to go sit on the balcony and call my mom, just to tell her that we got here ok" she rushes onto the balcony and slams the sliding door.
She's just sitting there crying. The first day here in this beautiful ass area and my wife is crying. I can hear Eriyn moaning through the somewhat thin walls and Tory screaming "Who's daddy?
"You daddy" Eriyn moans.
"Who's daddy?!"
"You daddy!"
"Who?!"
"YOU DADDY! TORY DAMN!"
The thumping of the headboard speeds up and all I can think about is how Christian and I used to be. Sweaty, hot, loud, and wet, that was the best sex between her and I. There were nights we would make love and other nights were we would be two horny ass lesbians going at it. Yelling, scratching, biting, smacking ass, and licking tattoos. Those nights were everything. Now it's just hot kissing sessions and your occasional head. I haven't had real sex with my wife in almost 4 months. I know why she's crying and I just want to go out there grab her by her hair, drag her in here, lay her on the bed, and fuck her until she cries. Sadly, I can't do that. I'm not mentally prepared.
The hot sex next door has stopped and Eriyn and Tory come to our room. Tory and I sit in the living room area while Eriyn goes out onto the balcony to talk to Christian.
"Girl what's wrong?" Eriyn say closing the glass door.
"I was hoping this vacation would put the sex drive back into Rome but it hasn't. Her and I have barely touched each other since that shit that happened in September. I feel horrible. Like I'm making her more uncomfortable." Christian says through her tears.
"Girl, it's not like that. Give her time, she'll come around. She's just not feeling sex. What woman would after being raped by a man?" Dry your eyes. Come on let's go to the shops and do some retail therapy" Eriyn says handing her some tissues.
After she gets herself together the two women leave and go into the city for a while to get pampered and shop.
"I'll see you later Daddy" Eriyn says as she kisses Tory. "See you Rome" she says as she leans down hugging his is suppose to be a vacation where you two enjoy being a married couple and the biggest part of that was sex. Christian just wants to be able to love you like a married lesbian should be able to. Give it time and you'll be ready again. She's not going to seek outside of you and her because she's not like that. Stop worrying and stop crying. We're in California, this is a happy time".
"Maybe you're right T but I don't know what else I can do to make this vacation special without sex. I heard you and Eriyn earlier, it hasn't been like that with us since August."
"Damn, Rome I didn't know it had been that long"
"Yea"
"Look take her to dinner tonight and talk about how you feel, and get her side of it to, she's your wife, when things like this happen, you just have to talk it out. That's all you can do."
Tory is right. Tonight I'm going to take her out and we're going to talk.
When the girls got back from their day out, Christian and I made plans to go to dinner. She wore a sexy black one shoulder dress and a pair of blush heels. She looked amazing. I wore some dress pants, a dress shirt, and some tennis. We looked like a trophy couple. We took a few photos before we left and went to the restaurant. We had dinner and went for a walk.
"Baby I'm so sorry" I said as I grabbed her hand.
"There's nothing to be sorry for" Christian said.
"There is, you and I haven't been intimate for a while and I'm sorry. It's just that after that shit that happened with Carlisa and Ashly I just don't feel comfortable. It's nothing you did or anything that you're doing it's just that the feeling of sex just makes me feel nasty. Like my mind goes back to that day all over again." I tried not to cry but it didn't work. I'm balling my eyes out. I look like a damn fool crying in front of my wife like some kind of bitch. I just feel so bad.
"Baby, stop crying." she says as she wipes my eyes. "I love you, sex can wait. I'm not going to push you to do something you don't feel comfortable with doing. I married you because I love you and I'm willing to be patient with you as long as need be about anything. You mean everything to me baby, and I'm not going to let something as petty as sex come in between us." she says wiping my face with her hand. "Come on let's go back to our room and watch a movie or something."
As we're walking back to the hotel and holding hands I get to thinking about all the good times her and I have had. She makes me more then happy. Her and I have been through a lot and what I love about her is then fact that she stayed by me the entire time. Loving me, holding me, taking care of me. This is the woman I'm about to spend the rest of my life with and I honestly can't keep letting this shit come in between her and I. We arrive back at the hotel and she gets into the shower. I cut all the lights off, and I light some candles.
Once she gets out of the shower, I take a quick shower and get out to see my wife sitting on the bed in her underwear putting on lotion. She isn't doing anything to turn me on but it's just the way she' s moving up and down her leg that is really making me wet. She put on deodorant and lays down in the bed. I get dressed and lay next to her. She goes to reach for the remote and I smack her hand.
"Rome what the hell are you doing?"
"I think I'm ready to try again"
"We just had that discussion baby, take your time"
I climb on top of her and kiss her neck. I start nibbling softly on her ear and rubbing up and down her body.
"Stop Tamara, if you're not ready, you're not ready" she says pushing me off away from her.
I pin her hands down to the bed and kiss her passionately. "I'm ready."
I rip off her underwear and take off her bra. She's dripping wet and I can smell the scent of her perfume mixed with the natural scent her body gives off. I'm way past aroused. I get up and put on my strap as she postions herself on the side of the bed with her ass up in the air.
I push her down onto the bed and stand at the bottom of the bed just looking at her.
"Now play with it for daddy" I demand.
"No" she says in her sexy ass voice.
"No?"
"Yep, no kiss my ass" she yells at me.
I climbed onto the bed and began to eat her pussy. She's moaning and yelling my name. You can tell she's been waiting for this for a long time. I don't feel any discomfort and tonight I'm giving her all of me. I climb on top of her slide in. She wet as hell and I love it. She' s grinding her hips and I'm hip rolling to my stroke. She moaning and she wants more. I turn her over and take her from behind. Stroking it hard and shYou love daddy?"
"Yes!" she moans.
"You love daddy?!" I yell as I smack her ass hard as hell.
"Yes I fucking love you daddy , now fuck this pussy!" she screams.
I'm giving it to her hard as hell. The sound of her ass hitting my thighs made me go insane. I turned her ass over and began fucking her like crazy. She was so damn tight my strap had trouble penetrating her. She missed this dick and I know she did. I stroked her pussy for so long she came on my dick twice. She picked me up and sat me on her face. She was grabbing my nipples and licking my clit so fast. Her mouth was wet and warm. I was loving the feeling. I came twice in her mouth. She sucked up every drop of my cum and kept eating. We were in 69 for a while and then I went back to stroking her and then we tribbed. Tonight we were trying everything. After we fucked for what felt like all night but in all actuality was 4 hours we layed ass naked together holding each other as a happily married and sexually active couple.
Chapter 7
December 16 at 4:30 in the morning I'm sitting in my hairdresser's chair and I'm shaking. I'm so nervous. I'm excited, anxious, frightened, and scared. What if Tamara doesn't want to marry me anymore? What if she never wanted to marry me? Did I push her into this? My mom shows up with my dress and my shoes. My aunt arrives at the hotel with my flowers and my jewlery. My bridesmaids and I are ready by 5:00 and on our way to the feild where the cermony will take place. We get there early and take pictures.
"You look so pretty" my sister says to me.
"Thank you love, I'm nervous as hell" I tremble.
"Don't worry love, today is your day, and I've seen you and Tamara together you two are made for each other." she says as she grabs my hand.
"I don't doubt it, but my heart is just heavy. I'm anxious that's all" I say as we pose for another picture.
My mother and I take photos seperate from me and my girls. I love my mother and I'm glad she is finally supportive of my decision. At first it wasn't easy getting her to say I had her blessing but she adjusted to the fact I was marrying a woman. Around 5:45 the cermony began to start. My sisters walked in along with Tamaras groomsmen. They wore short baby pink dresses. They looked beautiful. My father along with Tamara and her groomsmen wore white. When the song started tears instantly began to stroll from my face. I grabbed my fathers hand and we walked down the aisle in a untraditional manner to an untraditional song. I decided to walk down to "Come Close" by Common. We decided on that song forever ago. When I reach the end of the aisle I see my wife standing there in her white and pink. She is in an all white suit, white vest, and baby pink bowtie and hankerchief in her suit pocket. Tory is standing behind her smiling like a child who's watching their favorite television show. The pastor begins the ceremony and we began our vows. We decided to write our own. Tamara begins..
"Christian Ariana Gibson, this past year with you has been one of the best. We've been through a lot together and I've put you through more then a little and I'm sorry. I love you from the bottom of my heart and with every ounce of me along with that. Nothing can break this new bond you and I are starting to create. I pray that you and I make this marriage last a lifetime." I am speechless. All I can do is cry. I can't believe that this is really happening. I am really in a wedding dress, standing in front of a congregation, marrying the love of my life. I clear my throat and I began my vows.
"Tamara Leala Townes you have made me the happiest woman on this planet. You have shown me the kind of the love that no one else ever has. You love me unconditionally and for that I thank you. Your love is pure and genuine like your heart and i pray that I spend the rest of my life with you. From the first time we met until now we have more then a little bit of trials and tribulations but you have stood by me this entire time. You are true godsend and my love for you will never change."
After our vows are exchanged we share our first kiss as a married couple. The sun comes up and Tamara and I walk out of the hall together. We get into the limo and leave the hall in order to prepare for Tory and Eriyns wedding and our combined receptions tonight. We get to the hotel and relax for a while. I layed in her arms majoritiy of the time. The other hours I was on top of her kissing her and telling her how much I loved her. We moved the last of our boxes into the new house and began to unpack until it was time to go to Eriyn's parents house and get dressed. Eriyn and Tory decided to not follow tradition either and are getting dressed and ride together. They don't want to miss a minute of today together.
The wedding was beautiful. All the bridesmaids along with myself wore chocolate and wine. "These colors worked very well on my skin tone I must admit." I said jokingly as we all got dressed. Eriyn's sister was more nervous then anyone. She's a stud deciding to wear a dress for her sister's wedding. She's never worn heels so tonight shold be very comical. "Don't bust ya' ass" Tory's grandmother says and she slides on her gurdle. Eriyn's grandmother is one very funny woman. She makes any situation funny and tonight was the night we needed laughs. Eriyn and Tory took pictures in her father's small vineyard in the backyard and all the bridesmaids and groomsmen took pictures on the balcony of the house. Eriyn's parents have a $600,000 house, for all this land and space they should've got married here.They looked amazing and Tory and Eriyn looked more then happy.
When the ceremony started Tory and Eriyn were already at the end of the dock and the reverend began service. Tory and Eriyn also wrote their own vows and I don't want to sound like a punk but, I dropped a few tears. I'm so happy my bestfriend and my cousin finally made it official. After the ceremony we all climbed into the limo and made our way to the hall. Eryin and I changed into long white dresses. Her dress was strapless and no lace, frills, or thrills. I wore a long gown with no train, thick satin straps, and a lot of cleavage. Tory and Tamara wore white button ups, different colored bowties, jeans, and pradas. Our wives looked good.
We danced with our family and friends and shared our first dance as married couples. We were all going to honeymoon in California and from there go to Las Vegas. The trips were gifts from our grandparents. I can't wait to take this vacation and come back to start a new life with my wife.
"You look so pretty" my sister says to me.
"Thank you love, I'm nervous as hell" I tremble.
"Don't worry love, today is your day, and I've seen you and Tamara together you two are made for each other." she says as she grabs my hand.
"I don't doubt it, but my heart is just heavy. I'm anxious that's all" I say as we pose for another picture.
My mother and I take photos seperate from me and my girls. I love my mother and I'm glad she is finally supportive of my decision. At first it wasn't easy getting her to say I had her blessing but she adjusted to the fact I was marrying a woman. Around 5:45 the cermony began to start. My sisters walked in along with Tamaras groomsmen. They wore short baby pink dresses. They looked beautiful. My father along with Tamara and her groomsmen wore white. When the song started tears instantly began to stroll from my face. I grabbed my fathers hand and we walked down the aisle in a untraditional manner to an untraditional song. I decided to walk down to "Come Close" by Common. We decided on that song forever ago. When I reach the end of the aisle I see my wife standing there in her white and pink. She is in an all white suit, white vest, and baby pink bowtie and hankerchief in her suit pocket. Tory is standing behind her smiling like a child who's watching their favorite television show. The pastor begins the ceremony and we began our vows. We decided to write our own. Tamara begins..
"Christian Ariana Gibson, this past year with you has been one of the best. We've been through a lot together and I've put you through more then a little and I'm sorry. I love you from the bottom of my heart and with every ounce of me along with that. Nothing can break this new bond you and I are starting to create. I pray that you and I make this marriage last a lifetime." I am speechless. All I can do is cry. I can't believe that this is really happening. I am really in a wedding dress, standing in front of a congregation, marrying the love of my life. I clear my throat and I began my vows.
"Tamara Leala Townes you have made me the happiest woman on this planet. You have shown me the kind of the love that no one else ever has. You love me unconditionally and for that I thank you. Your love is pure and genuine like your heart and i pray that I spend the rest of my life with you. From the first time we met until now we have more then a little bit of trials and tribulations but you have stood by me this entire time. You are true godsend and my love for you will never change."
After our vows are exchanged we share our first kiss as a married couple. The sun comes up and Tamara and I walk out of the hall together. We get into the limo and leave the hall in order to prepare for Tory and Eriyns wedding and our combined receptions tonight. We get to the hotel and relax for a while. I layed in her arms majoritiy of the time. The other hours I was on top of her kissing her and telling her how much I loved her. We moved the last of our boxes into the new house and began to unpack until it was time to go to Eriyn's parents house and get dressed. Eriyn and Tory decided to not follow tradition either and are getting dressed and ride together. They don't want to miss a minute of today together.
The wedding was beautiful. All the bridesmaids along with myself wore chocolate and wine. "These colors worked very well on my skin tone I must admit." I said jokingly as we all got dressed. Eriyn's sister was more nervous then anyone. She's a stud deciding to wear a dress for her sister's wedding. She's never worn heels so tonight shold be very comical. "Don't bust ya' ass" Tory's grandmother says and she slides on her gurdle. Eriyn's grandmother is one very funny woman. She makes any situation funny and tonight was the night we needed laughs. Eriyn and Tory took pictures in her father's small vineyard in the backyard and all the bridesmaids and groomsmen took pictures on the balcony of the house. Eriyn's parents have a $600,000 house, for all this land and space they should've got married here.They looked amazing and Tory and Eriyn looked more then happy.
When the ceremony started Tory and Eriyn were already at the end of the dock and the reverend began service. Tory and Eriyn also wrote their own vows and I don't want to sound like a punk but, I dropped a few tears. I'm so happy my bestfriend and my cousin finally made it official. After the ceremony we all climbed into the limo and made our way to the hall. Eryin and I changed into long white dresses. Her dress was strapless and no lace, frills, or thrills. I wore a long gown with no train, thick satin straps, and a lot of cleavage. Tory and Tamara wore white button ups, different colored bowties, jeans, and pradas. Our wives looked good.
We danced with our family and friends and shared our first dance as married couples. We were all going to honeymoon in California and from there go to Las Vegas. The trips were gifts from our grandparents. I can't wait to take this vacation and come back to start a new life with my wife.
Chapter 6
I feel like a real bitch. Every since that shit happened in the apartment that day Christian and I have been staying at Tory and Eriyns. It just doesn't feel right being there. Christian and I haven't had sex in almost 6 weeks. I don't want to deny my girlfriend the right to make love to me, but right now I can't do it. Every night I go to sleep I can see his face. I can feel the burning sensation of his nasty ass dick entering me. I wake up in deep ass night sweats. Crying sometimes like a child that just lost her puppy. I feel like a real bitch. Christian doesn't really know what to do. She just holds me and lays with me until I drift back off to sleep. I swear I don't know what I would do without this girl. It's been really hard for her lately. She doesn't think about it as much. She really tries to ignore the fact that Ashly raped her. It's not as traumatizing because she has had sex with her before, but she really can't believe she forced herself on her. I miss being happy with her. Having nothing messing up our relationship. We don't blame ourselves for what happened we just want to move on from it. We're looking for an another apartment because our old one holds too many bad memories and it still has blood stains in the mattress and carpet. I can't live like that and I refuse for my wife to have like that either. Tory and Eriyn have been more then helpful with trying to make us as comfortable as possible. I love my twin.
"Baby" Christian said as she entered the room.
"What's up?" I said sitting up.
"I talked to our old landlord, there's a townhouse close to the school that's the same price a month as the apartment was." she said to me. She was ecstatic and I was happy right along with her. We went over to the renter's home and signed the paperwork. This was a chance for a new beginning. We had 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, and a basement all for $1100 dollars a month. That's not bad at all. We talked things over with Tory and Eriyn and we decided that maybe they should move in with us. We've been staying with them long enough to know wether or not living together would be a good idea and to be honest, I really enjoy it. Family dinners, date night, movie night, game night, nights full of fun with another happy couple. Last Sunday, we went to church together and had a wonderful time. Christian and Eriyn were really into the sermon but just like twins Tory and I fell asleep. He was talking my head off and we didn't eat breakfast that morning. We drove out to PG to see my mom later on that day and I finally told her about what had happened.
I explained to her that Christian and I did somethings that we aren't proud of and that Ashly and Carlisa are in jail. We have 2 more court dates before a sentencing but they're being charged with a lot. Breaking and entering, trepassing, rape, first and second degree assualt, and theft. I hane no idea what they stole and I honestly don't give a fuck anymore. I'm just glad that they're getting what they deserve. As for the nigga that raped me? Well, his funeral was 2 weeks ago and a lot of people up Coppin were talking about me. I didn't know that he went to our university. I never saw him. Apparently he was a baksetball player and Ashly's brother. I truly don't give a damn about who he was to that bitch and sad to say, I'm kind of glad he's dead. Any man that could rape a woman, or anyone for that matter doesn't deserve to live. My mother couldn't agree with me more. My grandfather raped her when I was younger. He's my brother's father. I know that sounds disgusting but it's the truth. I didn't know my grandfather and honestly I don't want to. I just thank God for my brother everyday. He's fourteen now and suffers from autism. He speaks well and he's very smart, but he has problems communicating with others and expressing his feelings. He lives with my grandparents. My grandmother divorced my grandfather after the whole rape situation and the man she's married to now is a godsend. He's everything my grandmother needs. She's done so much for our family, she deserves a good man.
"Well you know, your grandmother is mad at you right Lela?" my mother says to me. She only calls me Lela when she's trying to get up under my skin. Lela is my nickname from when I was a baby. She said I looked like my aunt Lela who died the week before I was born.
"Why?"
"You and Christian still haven't picked a date."
"Yes we have, December 16
"We're working on the invatations this weekend. We're sending them out the end of October so people have enough time to prepare.
"... and buy us gifts" Eriyn intergected. We all decided on doing the weddings on the same day at different times. Christian and I are getting married in the morning and Tory and Eriyn that night.
"A sunrise wedding?" my mother asked. "That's beautiful, it's about time you two came up with something that wasn't super gay. All them damn rainbows all over the house, and the women kissing on the wall." she said with a chuckle. My mother has to be one of the most supportive parents I know. She's been ok with me being gay since day one.
We left my moms' house around 4:00 and headed back towards the city to look for dresses for Christian and Eriyn. My mother said she would meet us at the dress shop because she had to pick up somethings for the recpetion. She's been more the helpful.
We stopped past Christian's parents house and picked up her mom. Her parents were thrilled about us getting married but they are very happy for us. She has a very religious family and they aren't for the whole Eve is for Eve and Adam for Adam but they're happy for us and they are attending both weddings. All of our families have grown close.
When we finally arrived at the dress store. Christian and Eriyn and their mothers along with my mother and Christian's sisters went to work. They picked out 8 dresses for each girl. Today we would decide on their dresses and the bridemaids color. I know it's a little late but these girls are so indecisive. First it was pink, then lilac, then lily. I'm getting a headache with all these damn colors and I still need to pick a vest.
Tory and I left the dress store early and went to pick out tuxedos. We both know we want to wear white but we have to wait for a phone call to decide on a vest.
"I must I look good in this suit" Tory said fixing her collar.
"You ok, I said making sure I could dance in these tight ass pants.
"Can you believe we're getting married?" Tory asked.
"Hell no, I can't" I said.
"Why?"
"Think about T, we've been getting bitches since high school together. Pulling cards, running game, turning the straighest of the bitches out, and now you and I are getting married."
"True shit, so what you're second thoughts?" Tory asked me.
"Never that, I'm happy with my girl, I love my girlfriend. I just feel like I wish I could do so much more for her. " I said. I began to sound like a real femme at that moment.
"Look, Christian appreciates all that you do for her. She loves you more she loves her damn self. That's a lot of loving. You have to understand that. You know what you want out of life and a lot of that has to do with being with her. " Tory said taking off her coat. She was right if I wanted to be with Christian and really be with her, I have to stop thinking about what I can't do for her and
do my best to provide what I can. I love my wife and on December 16 we are going to make this bond official.
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