She's Ours, Chapter 7

Early Saturday morning, Ashlyn was in the kitchen. The space was filled with the wonderful aroma of eggs, bacon, and toast. She plated the food, added slices of avocado, and garnished with kale. Most people looked at cooking as a chore, but Ashlyn enjoyed preparing meals.

As she stood behind the stove, suddenly an idea popped into her head, I could start a meal prep business and Kendra could be my partner. She smiled.

Chima eased behind her and kissed her neck. They were both floating higher over the last few days. Since their secret encounters with Kendra, their sex together had intensified more than it already had been.

"What do you think if Kendra and I started a meal prep service?" she asked with excitement.

He smiled, "That sounds like something you both would be great at." He had eaten a few times at Kendra's house after a heavy dose of sex.

She handed him a plate, "I cannot wait to see her tomorrow. Don't forget, you're watching Simone tomorrow when I go to brunch."

He nodded, "Right. Don't forget, tonight, I'm staying out late with Mark."

*****

Kendra was in what would be her newborn baby's room. She stared at the crib. It was cherrywood. A gift that Chima brought over one night. He put it together as she cooked for him. She smiled. She heard the doorbell ring. She shuffled to the door to answer it.

There she was greeted by a delivery person. He handed her a huge soft package. He smiled, "Getting a lot of stuff in for the baby."

She nodded, "Yes. The day is not far off."

"What are you having," he asked as his blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight.

She rubbed her belly, "A girl. I'll name her, Behati."

"That's pretty. South African, right."

She laughed, "Wow, how'd you guess?"

He replied in Afrikaans, "I'm from Durban."

"That's so wild."

He shrugged, "Yeah. I suppose. I've been here for four years though. I like it. Well, I'll get out of your hair."

"What's your name?" she asked.

"I'm Coen."

She smiled, "It's nice to meet you. I'm--"

"Kendra."

She chuckled, "Right."

He tipped his hat. He walked toward his truck. His calves bulged with every step. He got inside and waved before driving off.

****

It smelled so good inside of her home. She prepared pigeon peas and rice along with Bahamian curry chicken. She heard the front door open. She smiled when she saw him walking in with sunflowers, "I got you these."

She walked over to greet him with a kiss. She took the flowers and placed them in the center of the table. "I cooked some food if you're hungry."

He pulled her close, "I can eat later."

She giggled, "I see."

*****

Her head rested on a pillow. She looked into his eyes. He was on his side with her legs draped over him as he stroked nicely and slowly. Her left hand caressed his face. She hummed in delight. She loved how he took control of her and cared about sexing her. He enjoyed the look of her body in its maternal state. His eyes caressed her sweetly.

After her body trembled, he had her roll to her left side. He penetrated again. This time he moved rapidly. He felt her tightening the walls on his shaft. He cussed, "Fuck, ah, shit," he pleaded. He could no longer stand that grip game. He exploded with a gasp.

Slowly, he pulled out. He hugged her from behind, "How the hell do you do that?"

"Kegels keep it tight."

"Fuck, it felt like you had my dick in a **** hold."

She chuckled.

Slowly, she turned to him. He smiled, "If we were in South Africa, I'd ask you to be my second wife."

She pressed her lips to his, "I'd happily accept."

******

Kendra was in the kitchen. She asked Chima to go retrieve the mail. He walked to the door, opened it, went outside, and strolled casually to the mailbox. He opened it. He didn't intend to look through her mail but he noticed a letter from Germany. It was from Jon.

He paused. He gulped. He wondered what the letter entailed. He went to his car. Sat inside for a moment thinking as he stared at the letter. I should not but he did.

A letter from Jon saying he was sorry. He wanted Kendra to travel to Germany to see if they could work things out and raise their child there until his immigration status was fixed.

Chima shook his head. He crumpled the letter and shoved it into his glove box. He took a deep breath and left his car.

When he returned to the house, he saw the table ready with food. He smiled. She eyed him, "You good?"

He nodded, "Yes, of course. This food looks amazing," he said as he went to the sink to wash his hands.

*****

After spending the day with Kendra, Chima was dressed and ready to hang out with Mark. They were at Mark's house having drinks. Chima mentioned to Mark that he was having a get-together at his house for Ashlyn's birthday.

Mark smiled, "Is the cute pregnant girl going to be there."

Chima shook his head, "Relax."

"Why? I told you, I'm not put off by her being pregnant."

Chima chuckled. Mark pointed out, "You know that pregnancy sex is like some of the best. It's so wet and gushy. Those orgasms come hard and fast."

Chima chuckled, "True. It's damn good."

"She'll be there but."

Mark eyed him. He waited for the next words. He had a feeling there was about to be some tea spilled. "What?"

"Nah, never mind."

"Come on, man. What?"

"I'm going to show you something but you tell no one."

"Come on man. You know me."

Chima pulled out his phone and showed Mark the video of Ashlyn with Kendra. His eyes popped, "Damn." his cock swelled, "Ashlyn has been keeping it tight since the baby."

Chima chuckled, "Yeah. She never really got that big with Simone."

"So?"

Chima smiled, "I'm not mad about it. I have not even told Ashlyn I know."

"So, you're okay with it?"

"Yeah. I'm also seeing Kendra."

Mark's head tilted, "No fucking way."

"Yeah. I don't know. I'm attracted to her. We have this thing. I can't explain it. I feel a connection to her."

"So turns out...you are on my level."

Chima sucked his teeth, "Noooo. It's only Kendra. Not a bunch of random women,"

"I have not been with that many random women."

Chima made a face.

"Okay, but I've used protection with all of them. I'm clean. I would never bring any dirt home to my wife. Well, soon to be ex-wife now."

"I can't let you mess up our good thing."

Mark nodded, "I see how you are." Mark made another drink, "what if, Kendra and I hit it off...hypothetically speaking. And you know. You're my dude. So I wouldn't be opposed to—you know just as long as you wouldn't be opposed to me, you know..."

Chima squinted, "Are you saying you'd fuck my wife?"

"You've seen you're wife. If she wasn't your wife...she would have been fucked since been fucked."

They laughed.

"You're crazy." Chima let out another breath as his laugh stopped, "I don't know."

Mark nodded, "Okay. Okay."

*****

She wore a simple beige shirt dress that had hints of gold glitter. Chima stepped into the bathroom she was getting ready, "Wow, are you sure it's just you and Kendra or do you have a hot date with your secret boyfriend?" he joked.

She chuckled, "It's my secret boyfriend, Raul."

"Raul, a Latino. I knew you had a thing for those Hispanic men."

She chuckled as she put on her earrings. Chima stepped behind her and rubbed her thighs, "Looks like, Raul is going to have to get it after me," he fished his cock out of his gym shorts.

"Babe," she whined but it was too late. Her pussy was stuffed with his big cock.

He moved her hair to the right as he worked her from behind. The baby complained from the other room, "She's fine," he said as he continued to thrust.

"Do not get it on my dress," she pleaded with moans.

"Oh, it won't be on your dress," he informed her as he thrust faster. After several more minutes, he erupted. He stepped back, "Have a great time."

Ashlyn hurried to the toilet. She pushed the cum from her wet center and later wiped her pum pum with some wipes.

*****

Ashlyn drove a gray mid-sized SUV. Kendra was in the passenger seat wearing a lovely white dress with ruffles. "I love that dress on you," Ashlyn said smiling.

"Thank you."

"I was going to wait until brunch to talk about it but I'm so excited, I have to ask you now."

"What is it?"

"I think you and I should start a food prep business. It will be something we can do from home while we help each other with the kids."

Kendra was hesitant, "Is this something you want to do or are you trying to help me?"

Ashlyn touched her thigh, "both."

"Okay. I wasn't looking forward to having to punch a clock. Let's do it!"

"Yeah?" Ashlyn nearly exploded from excitement.

When she pulled into the parking lot of the small shopping center that housed the restaurant and several other shops, Ashlyn turned to Kendra, "Is this place white girl friendly?"

Kendra laughed, "Yes. I wouldn't bring you anywhere that you wouldn't be safe. There are quite a few white people that come here. The food is amazing and the drinks are great. Not that I can enjoy one in my current state," she laughed.

"Okay, let's go eat. And I'll drink enough for the both of us. You can drive us back."

They strutted to the establishment and went inside. They were seated at a booth. Island music played. The vibe was chill. Ashlyn noticed a table of women that were a mix of black, white, Hispanic, and Asian. She smiled, "It's cool here."

She sipped the rum punch, "Woah, that packs a mean punch."

"Yeah, after two of those, you won't need anything else to drink."

Ashlyn scoffed, "I'll be the judge of that," she said and ordered another.

Kendra chuckled and then sipped on her tropical drink that looked like a smoothie made with a blend of coconut, mango, and pineapple.

Kendra watched Ashlyn take down three rum punches. Ashlyn assured Kendra that she was fine. They ate their meal and talked.

"I think Chima said something about having a little get-together at the house. Mark will be there. He's super cute."

Kendra chuckled, "Is he, now."

"Yeah. He's getting divorced."

"Awe."

"No. I didn't think they were good together. She was a real...you know. And she didn't like me."

"Well, then fuck her."

"Yes, fuck. Her. Excuse me, I'll be back." Ashlyn left the table.

Kendra nibbled on the last bit of the fried lobster. She felt a tap on her shoulder, "Hey, Kendra."

She looked up and saw him with a black woman, "Hey, Coen, right."

"Yes, you remembered. This is my date, Marissa."

Kendra smiled, "Hello."

"Hi, I used to watch your videos. Are you going to start doing lives again?"

She sighed, "Maybe." Kendra touched her belly, "I've been busy."

"Congrats."

"Thank you."

"Well, take care."

Kendra nodded as the happy couple continued to their table.

*****

Kendra had to take the keys. Ashlyn was in the passenger seat with her eyes half-closed, "I should have listened to you, four rum punches were too much."

Kendra chuckled, "One was enough."

Ashlyn laughed, "Right. So right. Ummm," she hummed, "Chima loves to fuck me when I get this drunk. I'll say yes to just about anything."

"Anything?"

"Um hum. I let him put that big cock in my ass three weeks ago. I thought I was going to die."

Kendra laughed. She didn't want to give herself away but she knew Chima had a massive cock and imagining it in her ass made her chuckle. _I've never had that much dick in my ass, _she thought.

"It's so much dick, almost too much, you know."

Kendra chuckled.

"What was Jon like? Was his dick big?"

"He was nice. It was manageable."

"See, that's what I'm talking about. Manageable dick. I love Chima. Our sex is amazing. I wish I could share you with him. You could ride that big dick while I sit on his face. Or you could taste me while I watch him fuck you doggy style."

Kendra smiled, "Have you told him?"

"God no, he may think it's weird."

"Or, he might be totally into it."

She shook her head and later passed out.

****

"We're home beautiful," Kendra said to Ashlyn. She parked the car inside the garage and helped Ashlyn into the house. She took her to the guest bedroom and removed her clothes and shoes. Ashlyn slurred, "Where's Chima and Simone?"

"Um, he left a note. They went for a ride."

Ashlyn requested that Kenra taste her wine as she lay with her legs spread. Even though she was passing out, she wanted to be tasted. Kendra obliged her. She stood at the foot of the bed. Her tongue danced along the folds of Ashlyn's center. She felt the moistness drizzle onto her tongue.

The bedroom door had a slight crack. She saw Chima's eyes. She smiled. She saw him stroke his long cock by the door. Ashlyn was in a daze.

Chima entered the bedroom. He lifted Kendra's dress and slid inside. He held Kendra's hips and worked her middle. She was so wet, he heard the sloshing sound with each thrust.

His body rocked back and forth. He rubbed Kendra's back and attempted to move the dress up higher so he could watch more of her naked body.

Kendra held onto Ashlyn's tits and squeezed. Ashlyn's body was limp. Chima pulled Kendra up and worked her harder and faster. They panted softly as Ashlyn slept, "Ughhhh," he gasped as his cum filled Kendra's cunt.

****

The next morning, Chima was in the kitchen with Kendra when Ashlyn walked in. She rubbed her head, "Yesterday is a blur and I had the craziest dream."

Chima smirked, "What did you dream about?"

Kendra wondered if she remembered anything about what happened in the guest bedroom and how she was transported to the main bedroom.

"I dreamed we had a threesome. Isn't that wild?"

Kendra and Chima chuckled.

"I swear. I am only having one rum punch next time."

"Sounds like you had fun," said Chima.

"It was fun. So much fun."

"Good to hear."