Chapter 35 - Lunch With The President

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A few weeks later Eric was back from tour, As I slipped on my black dress it was rolling on 11:30am and the lunch started at 12. Eric wasn't home. I went to the bathroom to start curling my hair.

"Here he go on this bullshit again" I mumbled as I curled my 30 inches

My phone started to ring as I curled  my hair. I put it on speaker as I answered it.

"Yeah?" I said looking in the mirrior

"Mercedes I couldn't play it cool anymore" said Shanita

"What you mean?"

"I was a tickling time bomb that stopped ticking I blew up on that nigga"

"Fuckkkkkkk Nita!"

"I know I know I just couldn't do it anymore he would come home and kiss on me and I just wanted to throw up"

"What did he say?" I said turning my iron off

"He said it was all true...he said that there was one chick that was under age but he didn't find out until after the fact"

"Oh my god"

"Yes! he said they would always have parties in that mansion and that everyone had their own room"

"Fucking pigs" I said I could feel my blood starting to boil. "Did he seem like he care?"

"NO ! HE DIDN'T SAY SORRY HE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING" she said starting to sob "I just don't know what to do Mercedes"

"Where are you now?"

"I'm here at the house"

"Where's he?"

"He's downstairs still asleep on the couch I wasn't letting that dog sleep with me"

"It's going to be alright" I said as I started to put my make up on.

I heared Eric coming through the front door.

"MERCEDES BABY I'M HOME!" he yelled

"Nita I gotta go Eric just walked through the door"

"Ok...just don't spazz out like I did"

"I'll try not too" I said hanging up

I started to apply my red lip stick as I heard Eric come up the steps. After my lip stick was on, I sat on the bed to but my 7 inch red bottoms on.

"Where you been?" I said as he walked into the room

"I had to handle some bussiness at the studio right quick"

"Aw...well you need to get ready or we're going to be late"

"Baby you looking good....making a nigga wanna bite you" he said getting between my legs as I sat on the edge of the bed.

"Stop we got somewhere to be" I said being serious

"Let me hit it right quick"

"No Eric you need to get ready" 

"Mmmmm pretty please" he said kissing and sucking on my ear

This nigga always makes me into butter. I still wasn't able to balance my hate for him and my love for him. When he's away I'm angry as hell but moments like this makes me love him even more

"ughhhhh fine but just a quickie and don't mess up my dress"

"I promise I won't"

He turned me over and bent me over the side of the bed. He lifted up my dress and unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down. My pussy ached for his dick, my heart longed for his loving, but my mind craved for a bullet to be in his head. I was going through all these emotions that I did't even notice him fucking me. His dick felt so good but I just couldn't bring myself to moan. My pussy showed him so much love but my mind was nothing but hate. He smacked my ass I few times and I would let out soft moans. But they were fake. He grunted each time he went in me. How many bitches did he have in this position  that he had me in my mind raced as he fucked me harder and faster.

"Mmmm fuck I''m about to bust baby" he said fucking me 

Just then he let out a loud groan as he released inside me

"Fuck that pussy was good" he said smacking my ass and pulling out

In the car Eric kept trying to keep a conversation with me but I just didn't want to talk. He told me that he wanted me to come to the studio with him tomorrow to listen to Kim rock the mic

"Yeah that's fine" I said dryly

"Why you say it like that?...you must really not like her" said cracking a smile

"There's a lot of things I don't like Eric"

"Like what?"

"We'll talk about it later"

I wasn't going to have this talk with him right now

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