Loved The Right Way (My Husbands Best Friend)

Chapter Twenty-One

The next morning, I awoke to an aroma of eggs, bacon, toast, and coffee. When I opened my eyes, Lamar was standing at my bed with breakfast on a tray. I asked, "What are you doing?" as I sat up in my bed. "How did you get in?"

"I borrowed your key. It was still in the door when you ran upstairs after our night together. I thought that breakfast in bed would make you feel better." he placed the tray on the bed.

Shit, I never closed the door after we came in. We had sex with my door wide open. Then I sighed and said, "Not having sex with you last night would make me feel better." I got up from the bed.

"What is wrong with you? Why are you acting crazy?"

"No, the question is, what is wrong with you, and why are you acting so crazy?" I said as I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

"There's nothing wrong with me. The only thing that I can say is wrong with me is leaving you. That was the dumbest thing that I have ever done." he said as he walked into the bathroom. He then walked behind me while I was at the sink, rinsing my mouth, and pressed his dick against my ass, "I was really crazy for leaving all of this." then he smacked me on my ass.

I pushed him away from me and said, "Sex cannot fix everything." then I wiped my mouth and walked out of the bathroom. "The funny thing about sex is at the moment that it is happening, everything seems to be blissful. Unfortunately, afterward, you always have to face the truth. Say, a husband who cheats on his wife. The reality of it is that after the pleasure is over, he still must face the guilt and the pressures of hiding it. You and I having sex last night, no matter how good it was, didn't fix anything. It didn't change the fact that you were cheating on me. It didn't change the fact that I was hurt, and I still am hurting. See, sex doesn't fix anything, it just patches things for the moment."

"I understand I know that I can't change what I have done in the past, but I know that I can now." he grabbed my hand and kissed it.

I moved his hands from mine and said, "No, I don't think that I could do that.

"Why the hell not? Don't act like you haven't been fucking, homeboy. I am willing to forgive that shit."

I looked up at him with a stunned look and said, "It doesn't matter what I did or didn't do with Anthony. That is none of your business."
"It is my business; you are still my wife, and you shouldn't be giving your pussy to anyone but me."

"How dare you? You have no right to tell me what to do with my body. Especially after you have fucked two women that I know of since we have been married. One of those women you even proposed to."

"I didn't propose to anyone. That bitch was just lying to you. She knew who you were, and she told you that stupid shit to get you upset."

"See my point?" I said as I placed both of my hands on my head. "You don't understand it's never about what you do. You can't see that it doesn't matter if she was lying. You still were with her. You still cheated on me. " You still broke our wedding vows."

"You broke our vows, too. You need to thank god that I want you back. No husband anywhere would want his wife back after she has fucked another man."

"You are truly delusional. I need to be lucky? I need to be lucky for what? A man who cheated on me and hid it. You were with one for two years and the other for a year. I mean, how am I to ever trust you again? You lied. I never even thought you looked at another woman."

"At least I loved you enough to hide it." he said as he poked his middle finger from his right hand into his chest. "I didn't flaunt my promiscuity around in your face."