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"This is it. This is the last time Ken. I can't keep doing this to him. He doesn't deserve it! I don't know what I would do if I found out he was doing this to me."
"It's okay as long as we can still be friends. You know you can still be my boo... We don't have to fuck all the time."
"That's what you don't get. That's how this started as just 'friends'. We have to stop completely"
I can't lie. I knew from the time he addressed me at the Lounge that night that we would never be just friends. I saw him. Young, tall, brown skin, grill, ripped body, big ass bulge in his pants... I don't know why I can't shake it but I love me a "nigga" looking man. Call me crazy but it's my guilty pleasure. A COMPLETE turn on. Ain't no WAY we are just "friends" He won't know... He'll never find out. Women are better at it anyway. All I have to do is lie... Just a little. My girlfriends thought I was crazy fuckin that 21-year-old boy. I'm damn near 30 myself... But shit my husband is 42 and can barely keep up with a session anymore! Yea, I'm married our 2 children tire us out but a bitch gots NEEDS! They say I shouldn't even be thinking about stepping out on my man. It's like he's a bad man. He cooks, cleans, and WORKS! What more could a woman ask for? But noooo... My greedy ass just HAD to go there.
But fuck it. It was worth it. And since Lance started his new job 7 months fore he hardly kissed me 'hello' at night, and he KNOWS my sex drive is through the roof. There's no way I could have held out that long. I had to get something and the toys weren't cuttin' it. I needed some DICK. That first night I came home from the "gym" (that's what named his apartment- the gym) and couldn't walk a straight line to save my life. Baby!? It was over!
"Damn baby that stair climber must have worked you hard"
"Yes, it did... I'm trying to get this ass right for baby" I lied as I kissed his wrinkled forehead before I took my shower. "Thot" I called myself because it felt bad at first lying to Lance.
But after about the 10th time and the 29th nut? It was like butter on toast ... E-Z ... nothing to it but to do it! And now year later, I still haven't been touched by my husband. But it's okay my little youngin has been handling business for you baby!
But I can't do this to him anymore it's not fair. It's not right. I took a VOW- till death.
I love him.
The next day I got a text message from my young friend.
"hey"
I'm just going to ignore it. I can't talk to him. I have to cut him off.
2 Days Later... Another text.
"I thought you said we could be friends"
Oh God! This is going to be hard. It's been 3 days now, I don't know how I can do it! The next day, I kind of missed him and hadn't talked to him for a few days... maybe it wouldn't hurt if I just said "Hey". Nothing big. So I sent it.
"hey"
An hour goes by. Who does he think he is not responded to me? You're supposed to chase me! I'm the grown-up here!
Come to think of it I haven't heard from my husband either...
4 hours later my phone rings. It's him what the fuck is he calling me for? He knows he's not allowed to call. I answer anyway. "Hello"
I hear tears on the other end of the phone.
He's sniffling away.
"what's wrong Ken?"
"It's my pops"
"Your pops? What's the matter? What happened?"
I wanted to fuss at him for calling not knowing if Lance was around. He knows the rules! But he sounds so helpless. This was our first real conversation since we didn't do much talking.
"Can you come to the hospital with me? They need family to identify his body and I can't do it alone. I could use a friend. They said they just found his body in his car." he managed to get out between tears.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! Which hospital? I'll be right there!"
I hang up and get there within 20 minutes.
I'm at the hospital and in the lobby I see my sister-in-law. Her face is red, eyes are swollen. "Kimberly, what are you doing here? I told them not to call you until... Well... Why are you here?"
"I'm here for a friend" I shudder... Confused a little
"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Is everybody okay?"
"I'm not sure yet Kim- I'm trying not to worry unless I have to for sure"
"What's going on?"
My heart was beating a mile a minute when I realized we were walking to the same elevator I sent Ken a text message "Something's going on with my family I might be a little late I'm sorry"
Audrey and I go downstairs to the basement where there's a bunch of people sad and crying. It's miserable down there. This isn't right I don't like this feeling. The butterflies... they don't feel very pretty in my belly. It is heavy dark butterflies.
"Aunt Audrey, over here!"
"Ken? What are you doing here?" I whisper
"I told you, Kim, it's my pops" he whispers back
"Your pops?" I ask again... I do not like how this is adding up!
"Yes Kim, you didn't know Lance had a 21 year old son?" Audrey interrupted
"FUCK NO! A son? Please dont say... Is your dad Lance, Ken? You knew his name this whole time and never said a word"
"What's going on Kim, how do you know my nephew if you never knew about him?" Audrey asks.
I cant say it. The words won't form out of my mouth. My hands are shaking. The tears are flowing. How can I say it out loud? This whole year, I've been fucking my (now) dead husbands ... Son?
