The Truth of It

Early Sunday morning, Bree was in the kitchen having her green tea with banana nut muffin when she heard the door open. Moments later, Nicole walked in looking annoyed.

“What’s wrong?” Bree asked.

“Girl, you would not believe what just happened,” she said as she walked over and broke off a piece of the muffin, and sipped her tea. She sat on the barstool at the island, “I met Steve’s son little Steve this morning.”

“That’s good right?”

“It is and it’s not. We were planning to do it in a couple of months. Steve and I had just got done fucking like crazy. He was in the shower and I was making coffee when I heard a knock. I answered and this woman was standing outside holding a kid's hand.”

Bree’s eyes widened, “His ex-wife.”

“Yes. She says, are you the cleaning lady? I was like bish, I’m damn near-naked in Steve’s apartment. I’m his woman, but you know there was a kid present, so I replied, 'No, I’m Steve’s girlfriend.'"

Bree chuckled, “Wow, crazy. What was she doing there so early?”

“Here’s the funny part. Steve comes out in his robe still drying his hair and she was like, 'you didn’t tell me you were seeing anyone.'”

He just looked at her like she had lost her mind. Apparently, she had not brought the kid over in several weeks, but today she wanted to see if they could all go out for ice cream.”

Bree laughed loudly, girl, at 7:00 in the morning, who serving ice cream at that time?”

Nicole laughed, “That part. She has probably been stalking his Instagram and saw me posted up all on his page.”

“She’s just trying to check you out. So what happened?”

“He’s coming by later. He wanted to spend some time with his son since he had not seen him in a while.” She sighed, “I really like him, but I don’t know if I’m ready for baby mama drama.”

“All I can say is…it’s not often we find people that we truly connect with. If you like him, then have him set boundaries for his ex-wife. She shouldn’t just be popping up at his place.”

“You’re right. That’s why we’re besties. I’m going to go lay down for a minute. I’ll come out to help with the food in a few.”

“Okay love.”

*******

Allen sat at his desk deep in thought about the night he had with Bree as his wife watched. How Kate sucked his cock right after he fucked Bree. He grinned to himself, “I am so fucking lucky.”

He remembered his morning session with Kate. How she initiated sex, actually massaged his cock in her hand and then sat on it riding him wildly until her body trembled.

The doorbell sounded, they were expecting Kate’s friends from Maryland. He went out to answer but Kate was already there opening the door. In walked Diana a statuesque African American woman with her husband Fred.

Diana and Kate met in college. They were in a lot of the same social clubs. Diana was amazed at how youthful and slimmer Kate looked, “Wow look at you, what’s your secret,” she asked.

“Just living and enjoying life, Come in, come in.”

They all hugged and talked, “I’m here to help out Allen what do we need to get done first?”

“After you get settled, we can get the grill going.”

“Sounds like a plan, the same room right?”

“Of course, you know where everything is.”

The doorbell sounded again, Allen waved Kate off, “You two go catch up, I’ll get it.” He opened the door and his face morphed to one of disgust, “What are you doing here?”

“Well, hello to you too dear brother,” he shrugged, “so can I come in?”

Allen stepped aside and allowed his older brother Mark entrance. He was just as attractive as Allen. He had hair that was in dreadlocks adorned with white cowry shells. He looked around, “Must be nice being married to all this money.”

Allen shook his head, “I didn’t marry Kate for her money. I make six figures or have you forgotten that?”

“I haven’t but it’s nice when you don’t have to spend your money,” he let out a disgusting laugh.

Allen pointed at the door, “You can leave.”

“Oh no, I’m just teasing. I need a place to crash for a couple of days.”

Allen didn’t want any parts of his brother. He was irresponsible. Had stolen money from their parents and got kicked out of their home. He spent his time wandering from relative to relative's house.

He always wanted money but never had intentions or means to repay. Allen was just fed up, “Look, we have guests—”

“Oh come on, you have like three other rooms in this house. I promise not to be a bother. Two days and I’m on the road.”

“I’ll have to clear it with Kate first.”

He smiled, “Where is my sister-n-law?” he walked off toward the backyard.

Allen sighed. He had a feeling his brother was going to start some shit. He was the master shit starter.

The pool party was well underway. Allen and Fred worked the grill with steaks, chicken and shrimp kabobs, fish, and sausage.

The food table had a plethora of side dishes. Drinks were in the cooler. The music played. Bree and Nicole walked through the fence, Jenna saw them, that’s what’s been going on, she thought.

That was the reason she hadn’t seen Allen creeping. He had direct access via their connected fence. She rolled her eyes at Bree. Nicole chuckled, “Did you see that?”

“I’m not paying her no mind. Trust me she don’t want these problems.”

“Ladies, welcome, meet my friends Diana and Fred.”

They went over and spoke. Josh had a close eye on Bree. Her bathing suit was a one-piece but showed off a lot of skin and her tits looked like they would spill out of the garment.

Allen took notice and smiled. She blushed. Kate rubbed Bree’s back, “This young lady is amazing. I absolutely love her and she can cook.”

“I love Kate. She’s so sweet. She welcomed me into this neighborhood.” She turned and gave a side-eye to Jenna.

“What about you Nicole?” asked Diana.

“I just bought a house in Winston.”

They continued to talk, joke, and eat.

*****

Ciara had mocha-colored skin that was velvety smooth. She was a minimalist, so she didn’t wear makeup or spend time at salons getting fancy hairstyles. She kept her look simple; her eyebrows had a nice width but were sparse toward the tail, her lips always looked shiny from the gloss she wore, her natural hair, she kept mostly in some form of braided style.

She was thick. She had amazing curves. It was the thing that caught most men’s eyes when they saw her. She had this super sweet demeanor and was a church girl that didn’t have much experience with men when she met Terrell.

Terrell found her young and since he made great money as a realtor, her family eagerly accepted him as a mate for their daughter. Yet, they had no idea about his whoredom. Terrell had a taste for young women. He often picked them right at age eighteen so he could manipulate them, which is exactly what he did with Ciara.

She sat down on a bench for a rest. She placed her hand on her round belly and took a deep breath before placing her cellphone to her ear. She waited for Terrell to answer but nothing.

He said that he was out having lunch with Demetrius. Ciara sighed. He was drifting farther away from her. Several nights a week, not even returning home until 5:00 am. Before he had some discretion, but lately she was confused as to why he was being so blatantly disrespectful to their marriage.

She stood and proceeded to head to another shop when she saw a familiar face. She hurried over to the sneaker store and tapped the man on the shoulder, “Hey Demetrius, what are you guys doing here?”

He made a face of confusion but quickly realized that he was used as an alibi. He nodded, “Oh, um, just out you know.”

She knew what was up; she chuckled, “Terrell’s not here, is he?”

He sighed, he hated lying to Ciara. She was a sweetie pie, but the bro code had to be adhered to, “I mean I did see him earlier, I just—”

She pulled him out of the store, “Just stop. I know that Negro is not with you. I’m so sick and tired of his shit I swear.” She started trembling as she cried.

He didn’t know what to do, “Calm down C…you might hurt the baby.”

“You just showed more concern for this child than Terrell ever has.”

“Let me take you to the house. I promise you it’s not as bad as it seems.” He only said that to calm her down. He knew his friend was a ho.

He walked her to her car and drove the car to her house. He planned to Uber back and get his ride. He looked over at Ciara’s tear-stained face. It made him think of Bree. How he must have hurt her. Ciara had that look he had ignored on Bree’s face before she moved out.

Ciara looked at him, “I heard about your break up with Bree. Sorry about that.”

He nodded, “Yeah, it’s cool. I’m just trying to figure out how to move on.”

“Maybe she’ll come back.”

“Nah, she ain’t coming back.”

He pulled up and drove the car into the garage, then helped her out, “You’re home safe now. I’ll call T and see what’s up.”

“Don’t worry. Come in for a little while. Let me fix you something to eat.”

He was hungry and she could cook. She was West Indian and made great food, “A’ight, what you have in there?”

“I made some jerk wings, rice, and peas with cabbage salad.”

“That’s what’s up.”

He followed her into the house and she served him a plate. After they ate, they sat on the sofa talking. He made her laugh, “Demetrius, you are so funny.”

He smiled, “I try.”

She placed her hand on his thigh. It had been nearly two months since she had sex. Terrell was busy with other women and she was ready for some kind of action.

Demetrius looked at her pretty hand resting on his thigh. Maybe it’s nothing, he thought. But she moved closer and placed her lips on his and smiled. He was frozen, this is not happening, he thought.

But she kissed him again and her tongue found his and his heart raced. His cock was pulsating in his briefs. He moved her back, “We can’t do this.”

She placed her hand on his stiff cock, “I think you want to.”

He stood up and shook his head vigorously, “No, C, we can’t. I know Terrell has been messing up, but naw.”

She pulled him closer to her, “I’m already pregnant. I’ve only ever been with Terrell. I’m always at the doctor's getting checkups. This nana is clean and ready to be taken for a ride.”

He stepped back, “I know things are rough right now, but they will get better. We gone forget this ever happened,” he said as he made a mad dash for the door and left.

He walked down the street and requested a ride. As he waited, he dialed his friend. Terrell answered, “What it do?”

Demetrius scoffed, “Man where the fuck you at?”

He heard a soft voice in the backdrop, “Your Bree is ready for you king.”

“Man, who was that? Is Bree—”

The phone went silent. He dialed again but got sent to voicemail. He huffed and puffed, “I know Bree is not fucking—” he dialed her number.

*****

Steve had arrived and the party was well underway. Bree was **** to have any **** after ending up in a foursome. She decided on drinking wine and not any hard liquor.

Her cellphone went off, she excused herself inside to answer, “Demetrius—”

“I didn’t call to argue. Are you in Raleigh by any chance?”

She made a face, “Why would I be in Raleigh?”

“Just asking. I didn’t know if you were seeing someone out here.”

“No. Just this white man that y’all seem to be so pressed about.”

He scoffed, “I’m not even tripping over that no more.”

“Then tell your friends to leave me alone.”

“I will. And Bree I’m sorry. I should have treated you better. I do care about you.”

“Thanks for saying that.”

“I guess I’ll let you get back. Oh, wait Bree.”

“What is it?”

“Be honest. Before we left Tampa, did you mess around with that Spanish guy?”

“He’s not Spanish. He was Dominican and…yes…I did and I don’t feel guilty about it. He was my friend. My first.”

“Do you regret moving here with me?”

“No. I did love you. I did. You have potential.”

He laughed, “That’s good to know.”

“I’m serious. You’re a good man. Keep working on yourself and just see women as people.”

“I hear you. And I’m sorry I never believed you when you told me that Terrell kept hitting on you. Did he ever try anything?”

“No. It didn’t go that far. It’s okay.” She saw Allen walk in, “I have to go.”

“Okay.”

Allen walked over to her, “Who was that?”

She grinned, “I love it when you get a little jelly. That was Demetrius.”

“What did he want?”

“To apologize.”

“So he won’t be bothering you anymore.”

“Nope.”

He pulled her into the laundry room and closed the door. “Do we have time for a quick one?”

She giggled, “Are you sure you can be quick?”

“I can try,” he said kissing her mouth. She felt his cock through his trunks and pulled it out through the opening. His fingers were already pushing inside of her wet paradise. He moved the bottom to the side, lifted her leg and pushed his cock in, and enjoyed the sound of her moan as she held on tightly. He leaned over and buried his face into her breasts until a nipple popped out of her top. He sucked and nibbled for a time, then looked up biting his lip. She touched his head and pulled him in for a kiss, “Allen shit babe, fuck,” she moaned quietly.

Held onto her leg and stroked her at a nice pace. Their hearts raced. “I can’t believe we’re doing this,” he smiled, “I fucking love it, babe.”

“Me too, Allen,” she said before kissing his mouth again. He stroked no nicely she flinched and whispered, “Oh my god babe, I love you.”

He looked into her eyes. Did I hear that he thought? She smiled, “I love you, Allen. I do. You don’t have to say it. I just wanted you to know.”

He kissed her mouth and continued to stroke. He wanted to say it, but could he? Would that be an overstep? He did care about her. How could his heart hold love for two women? He stroked harder and faster. His body started to tense. He held and released, “Oh my god Bree, fuck,” he said before kissing her mouth. “You know I care about you. I love everything about you.”

She nodded and they held each other kissing allowing the orgasm to pass. He pulled out. She smiled, “I’ll go get cleaned up. I’ll see you back out there.”

She left. He found a towel and wiped off his cock. Just as he was about to leave Josh appeared and stepped inside, “You dirty dog.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I heard you in here and I saw when Bree walked out, you’re fucking her right under Kate’s nose, dude why?”

Allen eyed him and huffed, “You don’t know anything. So just stop.”

“I never thought you were this person. She’s Meli. The text messages I saw on your phone.”

“Kate knows.”

“Bull shit.”

“She does. She set us up.”

His face scrunched, “You expect me to believe that.”

“It’s not uncommon. I looked it up. Couples do stuff like this. I love Kate, but she realizes that sometimes I need more and she doesn’t feel up to it most days. I mean she has spells, but then it trails off and we’ll go weeks without anything.”

“I had no idea man. Why didn’t you confide in me?”

“It’s not easy to talk about.”

“You’re right. And I’ll lay off Bree now that I know.” He held up his fist. Allen touched his fist to Josh’s. “I’m here for you, now tell me about Jenna…”