Who's Fucking with Me?

On Monday morning, When Mark got home to prepare for work, he found his wife Charlene at the home she vacated when she asked for a divorce. The kids were in the kitchen eating breakfast when she followed him to the main bedroom.

"You are fucking sad and pathetic. I know that better not be your baby she carrying?" she fussed.

"Charlene, I don't have time for this. You asked for a divorce."

She halted. Her heart sank, "Damn right I did. Because you act like you don't want this marriage."

He huffed, "No, you act as if you don't want it. I thought you had options anyway."

She cried, "Mark why are you doing this? Just tell me. Where did things go wrong?"

He remained silent. There were too many places and things he could have brought up but he wasn't about to be petty.

"I have to get ready for work."

"Fine. But you're not keeping this house. We are going to sell it and split the profit."

"Or, I could just buy you out."

"Fine. You'll hear from my lawyer. I want it in writing."

He nodded.

"Take your kids to school," she said before storming out.

*****

Mark was dressed sharply in a suit when he entered the kitchen and saw his daughter Carly sipping on a frap she made. He kissed the top of her head.

She sighed, "I made you a frap, dad." She handed him the coffee cup.

He tasted it, "This is delicious. Look at you."

She smiled, "I'm going to open a coffee shop. I'll be bigger than Duncan and Starbucks."

"I believe you."

"Mom was really on one this morning."

He nodded, "Yes. But It'll be okay."

"So, do we have another little brother or sister coming?"

"Carly."

"Come on Dad. I'm not a little kid."

He tilted his head.

"I'm almost fourteen. That's practically an adult in these times."

"The woman I'm dating is pregnant. The child isn't mine."

"Dang. I was hoping for a little sister."

"Go get your little brother. We have to get going."

He watched her go toward the staircase to get her little brother who was upstairs in his room playing. Mark always wanted more kids but Charlene only wanted two. So they were careful not to have any more kids.

*****

Over the next few days, Charlene had told Mark's parents about his dealings with a pregnant woman. Mark didn't understand what was Charlene's end game. He confronted her and asked what she wanted. He scoffed and replied, "To let everyone know that I'm not the bad person in this relationship."

He conceded that she was just being petty and decided to let her tell whatever story she wanted. Since the story was out that he was with a pregnant woman, he relaxed into the situation. So much so, that when he and Kendra would be out in public on dates, people said things like, "You two are going to have the most beautiful baby."

He replied, "Thank you." And keep it moving.

*****

Kendra and Ashlyn started a mini food preparation business. They figured Mark was in too deep with finances concerning his divorce. And it would take time before he could open a full-scale restaurant business.

It was Thursday morning. They had a big order to prepare for an office lunch party. They were in the kitchen getting everything ready. There were trays of Caribbean jerk chicken pasta, rolls, cabbage salad, rice, and peas stacked and ready to go.

Ashlyn nudged Kendra, "So, things are going pretty well with Mark. Chima says all he does is talk about you."

Kendra blushed, "Mark is cool. I like him. I'm just being cautious."

"Why? Chima said the divorce is practically final. She's being a bitch about the assets."

Kendra sighed, "I feel bad. I know she's doing this stuff because of me. I keep asking Mark if he's sure about staying with me. I mean—"

"Shhh, don't let her get the best of you two. She had her chance."

Kendra touched Ashlyn's face, "Thanks."

"We have a little time before we have to drop off this order," said Ashlyn with a naughty smile.

"We can make a video and post it in the group chat. The guys will love it," suggested Kendra. So they went to the guest bedroom and filmed themselves in sixty-nine. They licked and sucked on each other's pearls until they climaxed.

Once they finished, Kendra posted the video and the men replied, "Hot!!!"

They got cleaned up and headed to deliver the order to the company for lunch.

******

After a day with Ashlyn, Kendra made it home. She saw Coen dropping off more packages by the door as she walked up, "Wow, more baby stuff."

He nodded, "Yep. More stuff."

She was about to bend over to get the boxes but he picked them up, "Here you are."

Thanks, "Coen."

He smiled, "I wanted to ask you something?"

"Sure."

"I do photography. I'd love to do your maternity photos if you haven't had them done already. It would be great to add to my portfolio."

She nodded, "I had not even considered getting them but yeah. I'd love that. I'd pay you of course."

He smiled, "I'll offer you a great deal." He reached into his pocket and handed her a card.

"Thank you. I suppose I should get them done soon. Or should I let my belly get a little bigger?"

He chuckled, "You look great. We can do them on Sunday down at Anna Maria Island. It's lovely out there."

"Then it's a date."

"Will your baby's father be joining us?" he asked apprehensively.

Kendra hesitated, "I know you've seen two gentlemen visiting me. Neither is my child's father."

He nodded as if he understood, "Sorry. I wasn't trying to pry."

"It's okay. I'm not with the father. He's chosen not to play any part in being a father. And I'm enjoying life."

"There's nothing wrong with that."

She smiled, "I'll see you Sunday, then."

"Awesome. See you then."

Kendra went inside to get ready for a date with Mark.

****

There was a sexy bistro Mark loved to eat whenever he was out in Apollo Beach. He took Kendra there. He pulled out her seat and then sat across from her. "You always know the cutest places to eat," she said to him.

He nodded, "I love to eat."

"Me too."

After they ordered drinks and appetizers, Mark looked at Kendra sweetly. She blushed, "What is it?" she asked.

"You're beautiful."

"Thank you."

"I know we said we wanted to go a little slower—"

"Um hmm."

He let out an uneasy chuckle, "My daughter Carly and my son Michael want to meet you."

"Really?"

He studied her face, "Would you be interested in a quick meeting with them on Sunday?"

"I would. I have my maternity photo shoot on Sunday."

"We can do it in the afternoon. Carly is excited to meet you. She loves babies."

Kendra nodded and with a deep breath before replying, "I would love to meet your kids, Mark. That's a pretty big deal. I appreciate you trusting me with that. I don't want to misinterpret what it means."

He reached for her hand, "I like you. I wasn't expecting to like you this much."

"I like you too."

*****

The night was perfect. He looked down at her. His member was buried within her center. He watched her fingers toy with her swollen button. She licked her lips and moved her hips slightly. She reached for him but her didn't want to put his weight on her belly, "Come here," she said to him.

Gently, he closed the distance. She ran her fingers through his curls as they kissed. Her body tensed, "Oh fuck," she said as the orgasm hit.

He quickened his pace and erupted inside her.

When morning arrived, he enjoyed another dose of sweet mocha in the spoon position. After it was done, she turned to him for a kiss, "Be careful, you are going to be addicted to me."

He chuckled, "It's too late. I'm already there.

"I have that effect on most."

He smiled, "I believe you."

She watched him strut his fine ass to the bathroom. The shower started. Kendra rolled onto her back. She heard her phone. She reached for it and saw a message from Chima, "I'm stopping by before I head to work." She chuckled. I must affect people.

Most mornings after Mark left, Chima stopped by. And when she'd visit Ashlyn to prepare orders, she'd enjoy a little girl-on-girl action. She was busy with her three lovers.

She left the bed and joined Mark for a shower.

****

Feeling great, Chima parked his car beside Kendra's. He approached the door and noticed a folded piece of paper sticking out. He took it. On the outside was writing in black ink, "Chima Bernard Rogers." He looked around suspiciously. He opened the paper, "You can't have what's mine."

He crumpled the note and went inside. He tossed it into the trash can before going to the bedroom to see Kendra.

She waited for him nude on top of the covers. "See something you like, sir?"

He removed his clothes within seconds. He grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed and feasted on her center until she gushed. He wiped his mouth, pressed that bed snake into her hole, and stroked until she creamed all over his shaft.

After she pulsated on his cock, he climbed into bed and she rode him in reverse. He delighted in watching her ass bounce up and down. After he spilled his seed inside her yoni, she lay next to him and stared into his brown eyes.

He touched her nose, "Are you sure you don't want to move in with me and Ash? Simone would love having you there."

They asked her days ago if she wanted to move in but she declined. "Chima, I love you and Ash. And I adore Simone as if she were my child. I think you two need your space."

"It's a big house, Kendra."

"I know."

"Is there another reason," he questioned with a hit of attitude.

"What do you mean?"

He scoffed, "I don't know. Maybe you've fallen in love with Mark. And now you no longer want me or Ash."

She chuckled, "Stop. I'm with you almost every day." She eased on top of him, "How much more of me do you want, Mr. Rogers?"

He stared at her big tits. Her nipples had gotten bigger and her tits fuller. He knew her due date was fast approaching and he, Ash, and Mark would have to go without her for several weeks. He reached for her ass, lifted her slightly, and sat her on his rod. She hummed, "You're going to be late."

"They can wait."

*****

On Friday night, Mark and Chima met up for drinks. They were at Mark's house in his man cave. They had several shots of tequila. Mark boasted about how Kendra was meeting his kids for the weekend and how everyone thought Kendra's baby was his, "You know, it doesn't even bother me that people think the baby is mine."

Chima nodded, "You're a real nice guy, Mark," he replied thinking about the note he found on Kendra's door earlier that day, "You know if you don't want me to see Kendra, all you have to do is say something."

Mark made a face, "Huh?"

"I just think it's messed up though. I introduced you two and she was mine before you came in the picture."

"Technically, she was your wife's boo thang, before she became yours."

Chima nodded, "You got jokes."

"Man, you know we're cool. Where is all this coming from?"

"I got a note."

"What note?"

"The note you left at Kendra's house this morning. I go there every morning. And today, I found your note."

"First off, I know that you go there in the mornings. She told me. Besides, it's not like Ash hasn't scooted by my office a couple of times. I figured she told you."

Chima's jaw nearly hit the floor. He took a deep breath, "I'm not going to fight you. We said we were cool."

"Exactly."

"So why the note?"

"I didn't write you any note. Maybe someone is fucking with you."

"Like who?"

"Maybe her ex."

"Nah, that guy is in Germany. He got deported."

"Are you sure? Because it's not me. Chima."

Chima shook his friend's hand before they hugged it out, "You're right. Someone is fucking with me. I just don't know who. Hey, how would you feel if Kendra moved in with us?"

His eyes widened, "I don't know."

"I think it would be safer for her to stay with us."

"Is her life in danger?"

"No. I'm just saying, she's by herself in no man's land."

"I'm over there just about every night. She's fine."

Chima nodded, "Okay man."

*****

On Saturdays, it was couples' date night. Ashlyn booked dinner for four aboard a yacht with free drinks and an exquisite dinner buffet. The stars sparkled in the sky as they sat on the upper deck enjoying a few beverages.

The server stopped to set more drinks at the table. Mark handed the woman a twenty dollar bill, "Keep those drinks coming Jodie."

"Will do," she said cheerfully. That was the third time Mark tipped her twenty dollars. Kendra was the only one drinking non-alcoholic beverages, "I can't wait to have this kid," she said smiling.

"You still won't be able to drink for a while, because of the breastfeeding."

"You're right. It's cool though. I can pump and have some on reserve."

"Here's a toast to the ladies starting their own catering business," said Chima as he lifted his glass.

"Yes, congrats, ladies."

They touched their glasses. Kendra mentioned she had her photoshoot on Sunday. Chima asked, "Who is doing your photoshoot?"

"His name is Coen. He offered me a great deal."

"Ash had hers done with a great photographer. You should have asked we could have gotten it done for nearly nothing."

"You know, I had not even considered doing it until he offered. He does deliveries in my area. He's nice. He's from Durban."

Chima nodded, "So, he's Dutch?"

"Well, yeah but born in South Africa."

Ashlyn touched Chima's belly, "I'm sure Coen will do a great job and if he doesn't we can refer you to the lady that did ours."

Kendra smiled, "Thanks."

"I'm going to run to the restroom," Chima said.

They watched him march off. Ashlyn sighed, "He's been a little on edge since yesterday."

Kendra shrugged, "I'll run to the lady's room myself."

Mark stepped closer to Ashlyn, "I might have told him that you stopped by the office to see me a couple of times this week."

She hit his arm, "Why?"

"I figured you had told him. I thought he knew."

She sighed, "I assumed it was okay. I'm new to all this open stuff. We were supposed to be free to be with each other...the four of us. I mean have you and Chima—"

"Girl, hush." He said.

She chuckled, "Just curious. I wouldn't be mad—"

"Ash!"

"All right."

Ashlyn chuckled. The first time she stopped by Mark's office was a coincidence. She was dropping an order in the same office complex where his law office was located. She stopped by to say hello. They talked for a little while.

When Mark mentioned that Chima was stopping by to see Kendra every morning, Ashlyn decided to get her some action in too. She pushed him into his office chair and straddled him using all the tricks she learned from Kendra on how to ride a dick to perfection. Mark erupted inside her pussy and left it messy.

They both laughed as if they were having the same flashback.

Kendra returned, "What's so funny?"

"We were just thinking that we love our friendship."

Kendra smiled, "It's a beautiful thing. Where's chima?"

Mark shrugged, "let me go check on him."

****

Chima was in the restroom. He stood over the urinal releasing a flow. A man stood beside him. He glanced over, "I guess it is true what they say."

"Man, mind your own dick," Chima said before stepping away to wash his hands.

The man followed Chima to the sink to wash his hands, "It was a compliment."

"Whatever. It's cool man."

The man reached out to shake Chima's hand. Chima stared at it. The man chuckled, "Come on, you just saw me wash my hands."

Chima shook the man's hand and left the restroom just as Mark entered. "The ladies were concerned about you."

The man stared at Mark and then nodded. Mark nodded in return before he and Chima left the restroom and headed back to see the ladies, "Who was your friend," asked Mark.

"He was no friend of mine. Just some weird fucker looking at dicks in the restroom."

Mark chuckled, "I don't think I need to hear any more of that story."

"And believe me, I'm not interested in discussing it any further."

*****

What better way to end a couples' night than to have a fantastic foursome. Kendra sat on Ashlyn's pretty face and she leaned over to lick her button. She saw Mark's dick sliding back and forth from her pink wet paradise. He pulled out for a moment to let her taste him.

Kendra licked all of Ashlyn's nectar off his shaft. He pulled out her mouth making a popping sound and slid back into Ashlyn.

Chima delighted in stroking Kendra's pussy as she rode his wife's face. His balls dangled and touched her head as he thrust rapidly working Kendra into a frenzy. He caressed her pretty ass as he stroked. He felt her trembling on his shaft.

He pulled her off Ashlyn's face and took her from the side. He held the left leg up and worked her pussy until she cried out obscenities.

Mark pressed his chest to Ahslyn's. They kissed as he dove deeper. Ashlyn played in his curls. He smirked. Ashlyn had told him during the last office visit that his cock felt perfect inside her. She hummed in sweet delight, "Ahhh shit!" he exclaimed as his load filled Ashlyn.

He rolled off panting. They looked over at Chima who was still going at it. "Look at them go," she commented to Mark.

He chuckled, "Yeah, they are something."

Finally, Chima gasped and erupted with a loud grunt. He caressed Kendra's face.

*****

It was a nice apartment. It overlooked the river. He pulled out his key, entered, and strolled toward the bedroom. He peeled off articles of clothing. He stopped at the bedroom door completely naked. He smiled at his lover lying there with his chest all buffed, "How did it go?" he asked.

He sighed, "It went about as well as I thought I might." He climbed into the bed, crawling toward him, and stopped at his mouth. They kissed sweetly. He pressed his way into his tight puckered ring.

His lover moaned, "I love when you fuck me like this."

"Yeah? I've missed you."

"I'm glad you're back."

"I can't wait until we have her with us."

He stroked rapidly. He felt his ass tightening. They met a while back in Atlanta. His family had money. He didn't have to work. He did it for recreation. Yet, at the moment, his purpose for working as a delivery guy served a different purpose.