Terminal One

Confessions of Infidelity

Same day...
Late Afternoon

"Shit Fatima got DAMN!!!" "Fuck Anthony, I'm cumming..." Slap! "Mmmm." "cum on this dick Baby..." Anthony growled, while thrusting underneath.

Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz...

"Oooouuuuu, shit!" "Right there." "Mmhmm." She whimpered, as her abdominal muscles got tight. "Cum in me..." "You sure." "Yes..." she begged, throwing it back in backwards cowgirl..

Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz...

"Fatima..." "Yes..." "FATIMA!!!" "Yes..." she called out loud on the verge of an orgasm she didn't know she needed.

"FATIMA!!!" "HUH?! What?!" "Girl! You ok?" Mia asked, waking her up from her sleep because she could tell she was struggling.

She's panting, sweating, on the verge of having a mental breakdown.

"Aweee Booski..." Mia whined, hugging her.

"What have I done?" She whimpered, trembling.

"What do you mean?" "I cheated on Zac." "Bitch WHERE?!" "Mia, I'm serious." "I'm serious too, hell. We've been together damn near all day. So unless you pulled a sneaky link in the damn Target parking lot.." she described vividly. "You tripping."

"It was in my dream." She replied.

"Oh girl, is that all..." "I can't talk to you..." as Fatima brushed back the covers getting out of bed to go to the restroom. Mia followed behind her.

"Fatima.." "No, because this is serious, Mi....Zac is my husband.." "Ok and now that you're awake. Is he still your husband?" "Probably won't be after I tell him this.." Fatima reiterated,

"Ok, now you're talking nonsense Fatima, it was just a dream. It's not saying that you want to do the shit in real life and to be honest if you did, you would've gave Anthony your number. So I need for you to calm down." Mia suggested.

Fatima closes the door in Mia's face and Mia opens it right back up.

"I'm using the bathroom." "And I don't care." Mia rebutted, folding her arms in a stance.

"Because first of all. It ain't like we haven't used the restroom in front of each other before and secondly since you wanna be mad at me...Fine. Be mad. But like I told you before. Talk to Zac about what you're feeling Fatima because more than likely the only reason why you even had that dream is because something is bothering you or you have a need that isn't being satisfied..."

"Whatever..." "Yeah whatever..." Mia mocked, on the verge of tears, as she stuck out her tongue making a face then walked away.

Fatima takes a breath, resting her head in her hands as she starts to cry.

She finished using the restroom, washing her hands thereafter.

The moment her feet touch the hallway,

"Cupcake what's wrong wit you and Mimi Baby?" "Nothing Big Ma." Fatima cried with broken speech. "Everything is fine."

"Nah Cupcake, everything is not fine and you pretending that it is, ain't making it no betta baby." Big Ma told her, bring her in for a much needed hug.

Although she welcomed the gesture, Fatima knew it wasn't much help.

"Listen Cupcake. Talk to Peanut about whatever it is ya going through Baby. Because I promise more than likely he's going through it too." Big Ma suggested.