Cruel Passions Of The Other Woman

|CH41|

•Keshay Oliah•
"Honey"

I step into the strip club known as Superior. It's still early, around three pm so most of the dancers are getting ready, bouncers, bartenders and servers are here early setting up but even with it not looking how it looks when costumers are here it still looks nice. The leather seats practically shinning on the lower level of the club, the countertops lit underneath by LED's and even behind the counter causing every bottle of liquor and glass to shimmer. A big stage is placed in the lower center with about five poles spread out, there are even poles on the balcony of the higher level, some in the corner of the rooms with glass surrounding the outside of it preventing the dancers from falling, and poles spaced out on what I assume to be the VIP sections.

I walk through the club stepping on the black marble flooring which I fight my hardest not to slip on. As I make it to the bar I pause watching as a man who looks to be in his thirties turns around. He's a dark skin complexion, with light brown eyes resembling honey, and hair that is braided back in corn rows, a few strands of grey running through the dark black hair of his, and his body fit looking as if he goes to the gym everyday. I can't help but notice that he has no tattoos on his body, he has such a clean look about him. Resembling almost a model.

"There she is." He calls out to me his voice deep and low. He pauses from drying off the glasses behind the bar. "Heard a lot about you."

I give him a small smile. "Have you? I'm Keshay. I'm-"

"Amber's niece." He finishes which surprises me. I was almost sure he was lying about hearing about me. Thought maybe that was his way of hitting on me.

"Yeah." I say before looking around the club. "Is my Aunt here? I told her I'd be coming." As if on cue she walks up wearing what has to be the most see through black lace one piece ever.

My jaw drops in horror as she raises the pregnancy test up into the air as if it was a piece of candy. "Woah woah." I accidentally say aloud. Reaching out to her I snatch it from her hands hiding it by my side.

"Houston you met my niece right?" She asks curiously.

I lower my head in embarrassment as I yank her away. Towards the nearest hall. "Can you be any more obvious? I don't want everybody all in my business." I complain. Leaning against the wall of the hallway I sigh deeply. My face feeling hot from what just happened, and the goofy smirk on Houston's face at my reaction only worsening how I feel.

"My bad I didn't think it's that big deal you want to buy a test for a possible pregnancy from your husband." Her words are sincere and I know she has a point. She doesn't understand my frustration because it's not as if I'm buying a rest afraid I'm pregnant by a man who isn't my husband. I'm a married woman, I shouldn't feel shame but I also don't feel proud either. "But now I see." She nods her head towards my hand. I stare down at my left hand noticing my ring is missing.

I let out a huff going into my pocket I pull out my ring and slide it back onto my finger. "I didn't want people at the firm asking questions. And I'm not even sure I'm pregnant, I can't even get pregnant my doctor practically swore so."

"Then why did I run out to buy a test-"

"Because Laura dumbass mentioned how when she smelled meat she would throw up and that was when she was pregnant. And earlier I smelled some sushi and got very sick. And it got me thinking back to the past week how much I've been sleeping, not really feeling the best and I don't know...". Truth is I do know. All the other signs would point to I'm not myself right now. And that means I could either be having a midlife crisis or...pregnant?