A bottle and a half of Reisling coursed through my veins. I sat on my chaise lounge chair in our bedroom while wearing nothing but a robe. I was drunk, angry, and sad. I knew that there was something was going on with my husband but I wasn’t sure exactly what it was.
It was 3:00 am and he still wasn’t home. He had left about 11:00 pm but as a married man that is way too late to be staying out. It was inconsiderate of him to leave me like this, especially since he knew what was going on with me. That nigga had to be cheating. Why else would he be coming home late and being so mean to me?
Despite my wrath, my eyelids became heavy and I started to drift to sleep. But I was awoken when I heard our alarm sound and the front door open. He was probably betting on me being knocked out which is why he came home so late.
But I perked up when I heard his heavy footsteps climb the stairs.
“Who is she?” I asked as soon as he stepped his foot inside the room.
“Not this shit again. Take your ass to bed,” he snapped as he walked further into the room. The lights were off and I all I could see was his shadowy figure moving about.
He reeked of liquor and cigar smoke. The stench turned my stomach upside down.
“Don’t think you’re getting in my bed smelling like that. You need to take a shower or sleep in another room,” I threatened.
“What the fuck is your problem. It’s after three in the morning. Why are you still up picking a fight?!” He had the audacity to question me.
“Because you are fooling around. So who is she?!” I jumped from the chair and raced to where he stood. He flipped on the lights, blinding us both. When my eyes finally adjusted, I looked into his. They were bloodshot and pulsing with anger.
“I don’t know what the fuck you are going through, but you need to calm your ass down. I’m not cheating on you. I work hard, damn it! I work to make sure you can have whatever the fuck you want. I don’t have time to run around with random bitches. I’m doing all of this for you.”
“You’re a damn liar! Let me see your fuckin’ phone!” I thrashed.
“Here!” He handed it over with ease.
“Go through it so you can see that you are crazy. I work hard and the one night that I went out to party, you accuse me of cheating. All you want me to do is work and lay up under you!” he shouted while I scrolled his phone. I went through pictures, text messages, and phone calls. I even searched to see if there were hidden apps that help you cheat. There was nothing. My anger began to descend into shame and embarrassment. I had fussed him out and accused him of the unthinkable. When the truth is, he had been there for me.
Tears filled my eyes as I hung my head in shame before handing the phone back over.
“That’s what the fuck I thought,” he sneered before tossing his phone on the dresser.
“I’m sorry,” I apologized as a lump formed in my throat. It was hard to speak over it and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t swallow it.
“You should be. You’ve been acting like a bitch and I’ve been there for you. I gave you a necklace I could barely afford. I take you to nice places. If you didn’t want to work, you know I would take care of you. I’m grinding to get this promotion so that I can be in a better place to have a baby. But all you fucking do is nag me! Bitches would kill to have a nigga like me!” he ranted, making me feel even worse.
“I know baby. I’m so sorry. It’s just this shit with my mother and meeting my father has made me feel crazy. You are a good man, Ty, and I need to do better at showing you that I appreciate you.” I moved closer to him, and caressed his arm. Out of fury, he jerked his body away from me.
“Don’t fuckin’ touch me. I’m sleeping in the guestroom tonight.” He turned and walked away but I stopped him by pulling at his hand.
“What the fuck do you want now?!” he asked, looking exhausted.
I bit down on my bottom lip and dropped to my knees. I knew what I needed to do. It was rare that I gave him head but it was necessary tonight.
“You don’t have to do this. I know we’re both tired,” he protested but I wasn’t having it. I undid his belt and jeans, sliding them down to the ground.
Without hesitation, I slid his dick in my mouth. I could feel the tension leaving his body as I wrapped my lips around his shaft. I bobbed my head back and forth, as I made slurping sounds.
I’ll be the first to admit, sucking dick isn’t my forte. But I will do whatever it takes to make it up to my man. If he liked it, I was going to learn to love it. I tried my best to deep throat him but choked.
That didn’t stop me. I continued to please my man, sucking and licking all over his dick. He placed his hand to the back of my head and before I knew it, he came in my mouth. I squeezed my eyes tight as I swallowed his essence. After his eruption, he wandered to the bathroom and crawled into the bed where I met him. We slept in peace for the first night in a long time.