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EIGHT ²

BEY POV

I could get used to this hoe thing. I've been a couple dates and I even had my first real one night stand.

It's really fun, I get why people do this now.

What I did realize was how many people want me. I know I'm rich and beautiful but once people found out I was available, they started throwing themselves at me. 

Megan told me those were Instagram models just looking for someone to buy them a Birkin. She knows better than me so I always take her advice.

I've really used this as a chance to explore what I really like. I like tall girls.

I also like them crazy too. It's weird, I'm not that crazy anymore but that made me more attracted to crazy women.

One of my sneaky links reminds me of a calmer me. I've been told to stop sneaky link so many times but it's so catchy.

I still like Megan the most, these other girls are just other girls because I don't need to be in a committed relationship. It's cool that I like her and we can have sex but we can also do whatever we want. 

She was coming back today so we could fly to Jamaica together in a couple days.

I couldn't pick her up from the airport because I was working but I was excited to see her when I got off work.

Megan feels like the perfect wife. I like going home to her, I like having someone to home to in general.

I stopped and got her Chinese food and flowers. It was something little but it's the thought that counts.

Because mr hands were full, I was struggled to open the door. I didn't even have to get all the way inside to know that she was here, her voice is that loud.

I didn't know who she was on the phone with so I didn't say anything and went straight to the kitchen. It was the first time we've seen each other in a little while so I wanted to make this a little special.

I took all the white Chinese cartons out of the brown paper bag and poured two glasses of wine.

Her voice led me to the living room where she was laying stomach down on the couch talking to someone on her phone.

She looked up and smiled when she saw me. "I hate that for you, I'm so sorry."

I held my hand out, she was giving advice or something so I didn't want to interrupt. She took my hand and I pulled her up and into the kitchen.

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah. I get that."

I sat down on one of my island stools and pulled her in between my legs. Whoever she's talking to better hurry up.

It probably isn't even that important, Megan doesn't really seem interested. I was bored so I started playing with her butt and drinking wine.

It was so soft and squishy. I wonder how she got all this, it's so much ass.

She finally got off the phone after a while and huffed. "Damn! I was trying to help but the bitch was talking my damn ear off."

I took her phone from me and set it down. "Hello to you too. The food damn near got cold waiting for you."

She shortly kissed me. "Sorry, thank you for doing this, you're so nice."

"I know, I'm always nice when I'm expecting head after." I was lying.

"That little pussy isn't getting anywhere close to my mouth or anywhere else. I'm eating then going to sleep."

I picked up my glass and drank from it. "Fuck you. Hurry up and eat before the food actually does get cold. How was Megan Thee Stallion-ing?"