Secrets

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"PIZZA'S HERE!" I basically ran downstairs because they didn't have to tell me twice. Everyone came downstairs in their comfy clothes. "Yo what we watching tonight?" Rose handed me my pizza and I went to the huge square shaped couch we had. "The twins want to watch Sleeping with the enemy." Everyone came in and made themselves comfortable on the couch. This is what I'm talking about why do these two year old kids want to watch sleeping with the enemy. I was sitting between Cynthia and Mila.

Shawn came and sat down by Cynthia and I had Mae on my lap while Mar was sitting in Rose's lap. We got our pizza and Mila cut the lights off once we had finished our pizza. Shawn started the movie the twins were the least bit scared. About 10 minutes into the movie I felt Cynthia repositioning herself. Her hand ghosted over my upper thigh for a millisecond none the less she sent chills through my body. Cynthia had on this nightgown and with the right angle you could see the silhouette of her body.

Beyoncé just do it. Stop being a pussy! God why can't I just put my hand by her. Maybe it's because I know if my hands get close enough I'll do something stupid. Mila tapped my shoulder smirking. My mind is made up now, I acted like I was sitting up and put my hand on her in her thigh. She tensed up and snapped her neck at me. I felt her slide my hand off of her leg but is that going to stop me. Once I got comfortable in my spot I slid my hand back to her inner thigh and again she pushed my hand away but this time she did it hard.

What the hell is her problem. When we finished the movie it was about seven o'clock so we plaid monopoly for a while and I was beating they ass by the way. "Gone head and give me 50 Rose" hell yeah I was dominating but that else would you expect. "Mannnn Beyonce you finna have to see me with yo cheating ass." Now that was funny, these girls been around me for like three weeks and they already trying to talk like me. While we were playing I kept feeling like Cynthia was mad about something. She was laughing but she just oozed irritation. When the game was finally over I won not much of a surprise. After I went to my room and facetimed Porsha.

"hey Daddy" the view she giving me is amazing. She had the phone propped up and she looked like she was fresh out the shower. Her hair was in a bun and the only thing she had on was a closed robe. "Hey baby. What you doing?" I'm not even gonna lie I have had my fair share of bitches but Porsha had to have had the best pussy. "Just got out the shower" "well shit lemme see" that's all it took and her robe was on the ground. "Damn you finna make me wife you. Can you dance for me" I had grabbed a blunt  so I could relax and enjoy the show. As time went on I don't know how but she was on her bed climaxing. I cant even lie I was enjoying this shit. All in one swift motion Cynthia was standing at my door starring me down with this angry look. "Baby imma call you tomorrow I got some business to handle." Her ass is always messing up my business. "Okay papi. I hope you liked the show." This girl here is something else. "You know I did" once I hung up Cynthia looked madder than before. "Yes" One of us had to start the conversation because she was just standing looking crazy. "what did I tell you about smoking in my house.

"Well Ms. Tightass if you wanna get technical this is my dads house" that set her off. "I don't care about whose house it is! And next time you having a sex call or whatever don't do it on speaker I have children here." She slammed my room door. She lucky I don't feel like blowing my high or I would be cussing her out right about now. I grabbed my blunt putting it out in my ashtray.

Who does she think she is telling me what to do I thought plugging my phone into the charger. Once I got settling in bed it didn't take long for me to fall asleep.

"Beyonce!" I felt someone shaking me. I opened my eyes and there was Cynthia. "What do you want?" I closed my eyes to blind myself from the lights. "I need to go to the store but I can't find my keys."
"And what does that have to do with me Cynthia." I swear this woman can really work a nerve.

"Can I use yours please?" I felt a dip next to me so I opened my eyes again and there she was sitting on my bed. Truthfully I didn't mind because all she had on was a bra and some boy shorts.

She looked amazing just like she always did but I noticed this time that she had a belly piercing. It was a cute heart shaped stud with gold.

"Yeah my keys are in my pants. The pants are under the bed" I lazily watched as she got off the bed and tried to crawl and get my pants from under my bed. I was taking her in for all her glory, every inch of her, from her hair, to her skin, to the beauty marks on her face. Once she located the keys she sat back on my bed.

"Thank you Beyonce." I was starting to hate my name. "You know what call me Bey. That Beyonce shit getting annoying." With that she just nodded and walked out leaving me to go back to sleep.