Sized Up

Chapter 17

Janelle

I laid in Jamal's bed and looked at the ceiling, I immediately felt guilt wave over my head. His naked body cuddled and pressed against mine. His thick muscular arms wrapped around my petite body as I breathed kind of heavily trying to think of where I could've went wrong. Does this make me a cheater? I'm technically still married right?

I sighed and got from Jamal's  hold and my naked body was exposed to the cool air from his bedroom. My feet tip-toed quietly across his soft white carpet. His room was well decorated. I slipped my dress back on and zipped the front of it. My intentions were to call and über. But I woke Jason.

"Where you headed"? He questioned frowned by the face.

"Um.." I cleared my throat. "I, uh- needa get going, tonight was great. I'll keep in touch". I said trying to get out of this very awkward situation.

He flipped back the covers exposing his naked body and arose from bed. "I-I don't understand"! He began. "I have to go home". I blatantly stated. He sighed; "um, well, I guess I can take you home". He volunteered.

"Oh no, it's fine Jamal, I'll just call an uber or something". I insisted.

"It's 4 in the morning Janelle, I'll take you"! He said. I fought with my thoughts and finally agreed. I watched him slide on his boxers and jogging pants. He grabbed his keys from his dresser sighed and instructed me to come on.

"You know Janelle, I really liked you. If I knew you were just going to treat me like a one night stand, I wouldn't of started to have feelings for you"! He said staring me in my eyes.

This guy catches feelings fast. My inner thoughts interrupted his words. I lowered my head and avoided eye contact with Jamal. He really was a nice guy. I sat in the passenger seat and the tension and awkward silence suffocated the two of us. I stared out the window and looked at the passing buildings. the only sounds present were the roaring engine followed by turning signals ever so often.

I finally pulled into the driveway of my home. I looked at Jamal sort of ashamed. Rod was the only guy I've had sex with in my entire life and now another man has had a part of me, and I feel dirty. I cleared my throat. "Thanks for the ride". I said lowly looking at him sort of sad.

"Yeah" he said nonchalantly with tense jaws. He placed the car in reverse and backed away. I sighed clutching my heels between my first and middle finger and stumbled in my apartment. "Where've you been"? I heard the familiar voice say.

I jumped at the sight of Rod sitting on my sofa. "What are you doing here"? I questioned him throwing my shoes on the sofa next to where he was sitting. "Trying to talk to my wife, trying to work on our shit, but you been out all damn night it's 4:50 in the goddamn morning Janelle where the fuck your been and don't lie to me". He screamed. "Nigga you got your nerve checking up on me or my whereabouts! I been out having fun, living life, not worrying about you or if you out cheating on me".

"Janelle i ain't trying to hear all that shit. You-You drop my ducking daughter off at some random chick house-"

"That ain't just some random chick, she's my friend" I interrupted. "The same firmed that ain't spoken to you in bout 3 years. But look fuck all 'Det where you been Janelle"? He questioned once more. I rolled my eyes. "Out"!

"Out where? Who dropped you off, cuz your car in the driveway and your 'friend' at home and über don't run this late, so who the fuck brought you home at 4:50 in the motherfucking morning"? He said. I could hear the anger in Rods voice and the guilt run through my body. I did miss Rod, and I know I made a mistake. I grew scared of what to say. "WHERE YOU BEEN"? He screamed. I jumped at the roar of his voice.

"With a friend"! I said-

Knock, knock, knock

My head jotted towards the door, and so did his. "Who's that"? He asked. "I don't know" I chocked. He ran for the door and I chased behind trying to beat him there. He pushed me back and open it. There stood Jamal.

"Can I help you bruh"? I heard Rod say. My heart race increased. Here I was in the room with my husband and starring at the face of the man I just slept with. Jamal chuckled. "Yo word? So this why you had to leave Janelle"? He said.

My heart beat a little faster. "Rod it's-"

"Rod it's what"? Rod said as his jaws clenched from anger. I knew he was posed at me and also embarrassed by the thought of me being with another man. "Here I am trying to be a better man and win my wife's heart back and you fucking aroun', man fuck you"!

"Rod wait"! I screamed after him. Jamal stood there and chuckled at the mess he created. "Pussy was good baby, let's do it again sometime". He smooched his lips together and made a kiss noise and got in his car and drove off. What the fuck have I gotten myself into?