Stephanie Finds Out Rodrigo's Dirt

Rodrigo went home. He sat on his sofa with his shirt half unbuttoned and his pants undone. He pulled out his cellphone and looked at a video that he had recorded of himself with Jordan months prior. He licked his lips, “Ay mamita, I miss you,” he said to the cellphone as he held it with his left hand and used his right hand to fish his cock out.

He listened to their insatiable sexual sounds as he stroked his shaft. He knew if it weren’t for Montell’s shenanigans that he would have still had access to his mocha-flavored goddess. He stroked and rubbed until he exploded and passed out cock still in hand.

Little did he know, he’d get a visitor in the wee hours of the morning. Stephanie had left several messages stating she was on her way over for some loving. She entered his apartment and found him sitting on the sofa dick still in hand with dried cum. She shook her head at the sight of him.

She took the cellphone which happened to still be open on the video he had watched. Curiosity got the better of her and she watched with wide eyes. Her jaw dropped. She nearly dropped the phone but she searched for more and found pictures of Jordan and Rodrigo, in addition to messages they had sent to each other. She gulped.

She sent all the evidence to her email. She would need receipts later. She decided to let her naughty man sleep in peace. She placed his cellphone back where it was and left.

When morning arrived, Rodrigo looked at himself, “Fuck,” he said as he stood to his feet and went for a shower.

****

The morning for Montell started beautifully as he hoovered over Jordan watching her chocolate breasts jiggle as he thrust from a kneeling position. He held a vibrator on her clit and listened to her cry out, “Oh God, shit, Montell,” she whined as her body shuddered.

She attempted to move the vibrator, “Move your hand Jordan,” he demanded in a stern voice as he continued to stroke her nicely.

“Baby please, okay, okay,” she whined.

“Uh-uh, not yet, not until you make it rain.”

Her body trembled with each thrust. Sweat poured from him and finally, he saw her spray, “Yeah baby, that’s it. Right there, shit girl.” He tossed the vibrator to the side and pressed his body into hers kissing her mouth while grinding out the last few strokes until he filled her up.

They panted and admired each other for several moments before he rolled off to her right. “Damn baby, I can do this every morning,” he commented.

She turned to him still exhausted, “I bet you could. You like punishing me.”

“’Cause, you like being punished.”

“I do," she admitted before kissing his mouth, “You know Dave will be back tomorrow.”

He nodded, “yeah, I know.” He was never happy when Dave came home. It meant days without making love to his woman. He didn’t care that Jordan was married. She belonged to him.

After a shower, Montell prepared a light breakfast of egg whites, wheat toast, and coffee. He set a plate before his queen. She could tell he had a lot on his mind, “Are you, okay babe?”

He took a deep breath, “I don’t want you to get mad or anything—”

She made a face, “About?”

“Naw, it’s nothing like that. You’re the only woman I want. Trust me.”

She smiled, “So what’s wrong?”

“I feel like we’re in a good place. I don’t think it matters anyway, but ol’ dude seems to think it does--”

“Montell, what are talking about?”

He cleared his throat, “Okay, look. You remember that stuff that popped off between you and apple pie in South Carolina?”

Her head tilted, “You mean when Stephanie showed up on our weekend getaway?”

He nodded and chuckled, “Uh, yeah, so, I sort of, you know. She got an email telling her to show up.”

Jordan eyed him and cleared her throat, “So what you’re saying is the reason why my weekend with Rodrigo went to shit and you were able to swoop in and rescue me was because you sabotaged it?”

“Naw, it’s not like that. I didn’t sabotage your weekend, Jordan, seriously—”

“You did Montell.” She sighed. It was quiet. She shrugged, “You’re right, it doesn’t matter. If he had truly broken up with her then she wouldn’t have shown up. I’m where I’m supposed to be."

He walked over and kissed her mouth. “But, you do owe me something because that was fucked up. I was walking down the street in the rain with all my shit.”

He nodded, “You’re right. I do owe you something. He went into his pocket and pulled out a little black box.

Her heart nearly stopped, “Montell what is this?”

“I know you can’t say ‘yes’ right now but one day.” He showed her the bling. She smiled as she inspected the rock. D_id her mind even dare to imagine removing Dave’s ring to wear Montell’s? _Her eyes watered. She removed her wedding band and ring, then he placed his ring on her left ring finger, “Fits perfectly.”

She removed the ring and handed it back to him, “Keep it safe.”

He nodded, “You know I will.”

*****

Feeling agitated about her discovery, Stephanie refused to let Jordan humiliate her. She decided to pay Jordan a visit at work right before the lunch hour. Jordan was in her office reviewing her next five calls when she heard a tap on the door.

She looked up and saw Stephanie emerge into her office and close the door. She stood glaring at Jordan. Jordan smirked, “May I help you?”

“You can start by leaving my man the fuck alone.” She placed her hand on her hip.

Jordan stood, “Excuse me?”

“I know you’ve been throwing yourself at Rodrigo enticing him. You’re just a sad old married woman trying to use Rodrigo to keep you occupied while your husband stays gone.”

“For as old as I am, I still look fifteen years younger than you. And as far as me enticing Rodrigo, it didn’t take much. So, yes, I fucked him and he still dreams about this pussy. However, don’t fret dear because I haven’t concerned myself with his dick since that whole fiasco in South Carolina. The trip he took me on and you showed up to.”

Stephanie gulped, “You’re disgusting.”

Jordan shrugged, “Perhaps, now if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do.”

“How do you think your husband would feel if he knew about this?”

“At this point,” Jordan thought about Montell, “I really would not give a fuck. So go tell him. It’s probably going to get Rodrigo’s ass kicked or free me up to fuck him once my husband leaves me.”

Stephanie huffed before she turned on her heels and left.

Later that night, she invited Rodrigo over to her place for dinner. During dinner, she pulled up a video and set her cellphone in front of him. His bottom lip hung as he saw the video of Jordan riding his dick. He couldn’t even look up at his girlfriend, “How did you get this?” he mumbled.

“I found it on your lap this morning along with your cum crusted cock. Geesh Rodrigo, what the fuck?”

“I don’t know what to say?”

“This woman has humiliated me,” she cried.

Rodrigo saw this as his opening, an out, “I understand if you never want to see me again.” He stood to leave.

“Sit down!” she shouted. “Oh, I’m not giving her the satisfaction. You’re going to help me figure out how to humiliate her. So talk. I want to know everything.”