The Plot Thickens, Allen Stands His Ground

The rest of the weekend came and went. Bree didn’t hear from Kate or Allen. After work on Monday, she stopped by their house Kate answered, “Hey Kate, how are you?” she asked pensively.

“Good, come in. You look very pretty.” She said as she looked at her in the bright yellow dress with white polka dots and blue suede stilettos.

“Are we still cool”

“Yes, of course.”

“I didn’t hear from you or Allen. Just making sure I didn’t get him into trouble—”

“He’s fine. We’re fine. Last week I had a good report from the doctor and I’ve been feeling a lot better.”

Bree smiled, “That’s awesome.”

“So—”

“I get it. You don’t need me fucking your husband anymore.”

They laughed, but it hurt Bree to acknowledge it.

“You understand.”

“Yes. I mean it was only supposed to be temporary.”

“Right.”

“Well, let me get home. My mother had been calling me like crazy. See what she wants.”

Kate walked her to the door, it opened, she stepped out and then it shut. She saw as Allen pulled in; their eyes met briefly before she went inside her house.

Bree kicked off her heels and leaned against the door. She took several deep breaths fighting back tears. She blew out and said to herself, “Okay chick, get your shit together, he was never yours.”

She picked up her shoes and headed to her room.

*****

One day turned into a week, then another. Two weeks of going back to what was. He knew he should have felt happy. Every night he had sex with Kate. She would climax fast, which was great, but soon after, she’d be ready to finish. He felt like he had to rush his orgasm and, on some occasions, he’d stop before he even released.

He was at jujitsu working with Steve. Allen was masterful at the craft and was rarely beaten. Steve knew something was up when he easily took him down and got him in an armbar.

When they walked to the car Stave said, “I heard about what happened. Are you okay, man?”

“I’m okay. Of course. Why wouldn’t I be okay.”

Steve grabbed his shoulders, “You’re not okay. And that’s okay. I know as men we don’t talk about how we feel, but I’m here for you dude.”

Allen shook his head, “I should be okay. Kate’s ready to go every night, but— it’s like, I miss talking to her. I feel like if I do call her Kate might think I’m trying to you know.”

“So, you haven’t talked to Bree since?”

“No. She texted me and said she needed space.”

Steve hugged Allen, “I’m sure things will get better.”

Allen sighed. He was in a weird space. Upset at his wife for not letting him sex the neighbor.

On Wednesday, Allen got a reminder about the trip he had booked to New Orleans. As he went to pull up the details, he saw quite a few tabs open. One happened to be a Gmail account.

He saw there was a message in the preview pane from Judith Walker. He read it, “Kate, I know you’re angry, but I was hoping you’d see things my way. We’ve both been secretly doing this without our husbands’ knowledge. I’m willing to let go of mine if you’re brave enough to be what you are. I can’t hide anymore. I can’t pretend. Either we do it all the way or not at all.”

Allen rubbed his head. He read the email repeatedly. “What the fuck!” he said loudly.

His eyes watered. How long? Who is Judith? Is my wife lesbian? He had so many questions in his head. He heard the door open. He composed himself. Kate walked in with Bree smiling, “Allen.” Kate said smiling, “Bree was just asking me about New Orleans.”

“Yeah. I was wondering if I could use the ticket and pay you two the amount. Of course, I have family there. Y’all don’t have to worry about me.”

“Um, yeah. Don’t worry about the money,” said Allen still in a daze from reading the email trying hard to hold it together.

“Awesome. I’ll see you two Saturday morning at the airport.” She left.

Allen eyed Kate. She gave an uneasy smile, “What is it, Allen?”

“I was just thinking about my birthday and what we originally planned.”

“Oh, well we did that already, so—”

“We did. But…I think we should do it again. It was my request and you did agree to it. So, I’ll go over to Bree’s tonight and tell her you’re okay with it.”

“But what if I’m not?”

“I think you’ll be fine.”

“You’re being smug and ridiculous.”

“Oh am I. I’m not the one running around with secrets Kate. Who the hell is Judith?”

Her face nearly cracked, “Judith?”

He summoned her with his finger and directed her to look at the computer screen, “You left your email open.”

She rubbed her head, “This is silly. I’m not talking about this with you.”

“Oh, you won’t talk with me about cheating on me for god knows how long, but you were mad that I slept with Bree when you gave me permission?”

“It’s different.”

“How?”

“It just is. Look, I, I, I don’t know. It’s hard to explain.”

“Let me have this weekend with Bree.”

“So now I owe you.”

“No. Look, we can make the most of it,” he said smiling. “After next week, we can get back on track if that’s what we decide.”

Kate nodded, “If she says yes. You can never do it without me. I want to be included.”

“Okay. I’ll go over tonight and talk with her.”

Kate smiled, “Okay. Judith and I were college roommates.”

“It appears you were more than that.”

“Yes. We’re very close. She’s moving to Kenya. I’m not ready to be as brave as she is. She’s always known, I’m still struggling.”

Allen nodded, “Come here.” He hugged her, “I was seriously upset and I still am, but I can’t stay mad at you. When you’re ready. I’ll support you.”

She stepped back, “I’m sorry for keeping it a secret for so long.”

“It happened. Now let’s focus on going forward.”

After dinner, Allen wasted no time going next door, he knocked on the patio door and waited. Bree walked up wearing PJ shorts with a tank. She opened the door, Allen?

Hey, may I come in?

She stepped aside and looked at him oddly, “What are you doing?”

“It’s okay. Kate knows I’m here.” He stepped closer. She stepped back. He pulled her closer, “What’s the matter? I thought you’d be happier to see me.”

“Not if it’s going to result in more drama.”

“It’s not. You come to New Orleans just like we originally planned.” He touched her nose before kissing her mouth. “We will have a great time. Kate promised me that everything was okay.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, yes, I missed you.”

She smiled, “I bet.”

“I’m serious. Can we go up to your room?”

She started walking and he hurried behind her. Once inside the room, her clothes dropped to the floor as did his. She placed her hand on his chest. Felt his heart beating rapidly. They stood before one another each admiring the other before their lips touched.

With each kiss, the temperature in the room grew to a smoldering flame. They were already perspiring before he lay on the bed and waited for her to mount his face. He tasted while holding her firmly in place.

She held onto her breasts and squeezed them as she enjoyed the sensation. Soft sweet moans filled the room as she rocked her hips back and forth. Once honey dripped on his lips, she slid down and kissed his mouth, “I love the way I taste on your tongue.”

He smiled, “oh yeah?’

“Um-hmm, I’m about to suck your cock so good. I missed tasting you.” She sucked his nipples, biting gently before kissing down his belly. She held his erect cock and stroked it in her hand before taking it into her mouth.

“Guk, guk, guk, sssss,” she sucked and slurped. He was in heaven. He grabbed at the sheets and his quads flexed as he moaned. She looked up giggling, “You want me to stop?”

He shook his head and she continued until he finally tapped out. She mounted his cock and sat looking down into his eyes, “Ummm, so good babe.”

He pulled her closer and they shared a sweet passionate kiss. He paused, “I love you.”

“You know you can’t take that back, right?”

“I know. I just wanted to say it to you. It’s how I feel.” He sat up, she looked down at him, kissed his forehead, and hugged him. He held on tightly and felt her pussy hug his cock. That was his cue. He flipped and ended up on top, pushing his cock deeper with each stroke.

She wrapped her legs around him and held him tightly, her moans filled the room as his cock filled her space to perfection, “yes, yes, yes Allen.” She threw her hips up widly attempting to feel more of him. Her eyes watered as another orgasm hit her. She froze and shook all at once then let out a large gasp.

He pulled out, “Turn around,” he said as he stroked his wet cock. Facedown, ass tooted up, he got in position and worked his cock into her tight little ring until it was wide open.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” she repeated the faster he stroked. He held her hips and rocked them back and forth. Their bodies plopped together with each thrust. He pulled her up. She looked behind and kissed him.

His fingers found her gem and polished it until she buckled. He kissed her back before pressing his weight down until she was flat on her belly. She turned back for a kiss and he continued to stroke, he spoke between kisses, “you missed my cock?”

“Yes, babe?”

“You missed my tongue?”

“Yes.”

“You still love me?

“I do. I love you.”

“You like how I fuck you?”

“I do, I do, god yes.”

He continued to stroke. Her ass leaked as she climaxed, “Oh fuck, babe.”

He continued to stroke. He was on a mission. She panted, “Oh my god Allen, you’re gonna cum babe?”

“Uh-uh, not yet, I’m going to be a while. You want it in your cunt?”

“Yes, babe.”

He pulled out and stuffed her pussy with his cock and thrust away. One orgasm after the other, the sheets wet with her nectar and their sweat; he pushed and pushed until finally everything tightened on his body and he let out a deep groan from the pit of his belly and let it flow inside of her.

He lay on her back panting for several seconds while groaning. His cock still twitching as little streams were still leaving his body, “ahhhhh, god, fuck.” He said and kissed her before rolling off.

She peeled herself out of bed and walked slowly to the bathroom. She stepped into the shower to rinse off and was joined by him moments later. He kissed her neck, “I meant what I said,” he said softly.

She turned to him, “I know.”

“I’m excited about New Orleans.”

“Ready for another threesome.”

“Everything. You. Me. Kate. Sights. It’s going to be great.”

When morning arrived Bree and Allen shared a kiss before he left her house. Her cellphone rang it was Ciara.

“Hey Cee, how did it go?”

“Perfect. I was calling to say thanks.”

“Oh, girl, that’s what sistas are for.”

Ciara was silent, she heard Demetrius leaving the shower and wanted to signal him to be quiet, but he spoke from the bathroom, “What do you need from the store today?”

Bree’s face scrunched, “Wait…is that?”

Ciara went to another room, “Um, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I’m kind of seeing Demetrius, is that okay?”

“Well, you’re already sleeping with him…so it’s too late to ask.”

“Yeah, right, but I meant more of will it be an issue?”

“Not for me. It might be to you know who.”

“Yeah, I’m divorcing him. He should get his papers today. He’s been laid up with some girl named Nadia that he had pretending to be you—”

“What? Weird.”

“Yes. And now he’s with some young ass girl. I don’t know how I let my mother talk me into marrying him.”

“Trust me, I let mine talk me out of marrying a good one. So, I get it. I’m fine and I would love an invite to the baby shower.”

“Sure thing. Thanks again, Bree.” The call ended.

Bree took a deep breath. It wasn’t even 7:00 am and already tea was spilling. Her cellphone sounded again and this time it was Nicole, “Hey boo.”

“Hey boo, what’s up?”

“First off, what’s this crazy message about New Orleans this weekend?”

“You should come. It would be so much fun.”

“I don’t know.”

“You’re already off.”

“But Steve’s not.”

“He can ask. It can’t hurt to ask. It’s only three days, we’d be back on Tuesday morning.

“Okay. I’ll ask him. Also, did you hear that Terrell’s nasty ass was messing with some jailbait?”

“I heard she was young, but he’s not stupid enough to mess with anyone under eighteen.”

“Girl, that boy is dumb, dumb. I have no idea how he managed to be so successful at selling houses, but stupid in everything else.”

Bree laughed, “Well, that’s on him if she is too young.”

“His poor wife though.”

“Girl, sis is not even bothered.”

“She got her a new boo?”

“Yes, and you will never guess, but don’t say anything…

“Who?

“Someone I used to be involved with.”

“No fucking way, Demetrius. Okay. Oh, Terrell gone shit a brick when he finds out his soon-to-be ex-wife is fucking his former good friend. But that’s the karma his bitch ass deserves.”

“Ain’t it the truth.”

“Well, I suppose I should get some stuff packed just in case Steve replies with yes.”

“Alright love, talk to you later.”

*******

While most people were having an interesting morning, Terrell would find his morning to be the most interesting or most revealing. He was with his new girl at his rental home. She was lying on the sofa watching television as he prepared for work.

There were three loud bangs on the door which caused the young girl to jump. She walked over to answer the door, but entered puffing, “who the fuck banging on my door like that?”

He answered. A man stood outdoors and spoke in an official voice, “Are you, Mr. Terrell Patterson?”

“I am.”

The man handed him the envelopes, “You have been served, sign here.”

“What the hell is this?”

“Sir, I just make the deliveries. Have a nice day,” he said walking off leaving Terrell at the door, ripping open the envelope. He pulled out the stack of papers and read them. His face shattered, his heart thudded in his chest and his neck got hot.

He hurried to grab his stuff, Dara walked over to him, “Where are you going?”

“To talk to my wife.”

“You’re married?”

“Yes. I’ll be back.” He left and slammed the door shut.

He cussed the entire drive over to what he knew to be his home. He tried to use the garage door opener, but it didn’t work. He parked in the driveway and walked to the door to use his key, but it didn’t work He banged on the door repeatedly, “Ciara! Ciara!” he belted as he knocked.

She spoke to him through the intercom, “Yes.”

“Girl, stop fucking playing and open the damn door.”

“I don’t have to open the door. If you would have read the paperwork in its entirety, you would have seen that this residence is temporarily mine until we divvy up assets in the divorce, which I’m sure the judge will gladly allow me to keep, seeing as though I’m with child and you have two others at your disposal.”

He chuckled, “This is a joke. Are you pranking me?”

“The only thing that is a joke, is you. Now get off my property before I call the police.”

He stood outside huffing and puffing.

The speaker beeped, “You can leave now. The police have been called.”

He sucked his teeth, “Fuck this. You gone be sorry. Begging me to come back. How you gone pay for all this by yourself without a job.”

“As of right now, that’s no longer your concern. Have the day you deserve.”

He shook his head and walked to his car, got in, and peeled out of the driveway, almost hitting another car. The tires skid just before he sped off.

Terrell laughed hysterically as he drove. He called a fraternity brother of his that was a lawyer and headed over to his office.

Terrell sat talking as the attorney James Thornton looked at the documents. “This bullshit, right? She can’t do this. I live there too.”

James was a young bright attorney. He specialized in family law. “According to this, you haven’t been at the home in several weeks. That you don’t get mail at the property and it shows here that you were laid up with several different women at the other property.”

“So, what does that mean?”

“It means, she’s in the house and you haven’t been. She has an injunction filed against you stating you can become violent. Until the divorce is finalized, the judge says she’s stays put.”

“I can’t believe this. She thinks I’m giving her alimony and all that, she’s crazy. I paid for that shit.”

“Then, you will pay her alimony if she requires it. None of this looks good for you. Period.” James sighed and chuckled, “How is it possible that six years later, you’re still doing that same dumb shit from when we were in college?”

“Man—”

“You would think, almost getting shot by that one girl’s dad would’ve taught you a lesson, but nah…just out here wilding, community dick…you get the dick, you get the dick, everybody gets the dick.” He laughed so hard until he witnessed Terrell’s discontent. “Sorry man.” He cleared his throat.

“Are you going to help me with this?”

“My best advice to you is to do a split down the middle on assets. If you really can’t stand letting her keep the house, sell it and split the funds. She’s not even asking for alimony, only wants child support. She’s asking for you to carry the kid on all your insurance policies and help with college. That’s like the bare minimum. She’s even being generous with custody. Don’t be petty. This lawyer she has is one of the best. She will bleed you dry if she senses you’re on some bull shit.”

He sucked his teeth, “I’ll get a second opinion.”

James shrugged, “That’s your business.”

Terrell left his office cussing.