So Many Tears: Part Two

Chapter 4

"It is not the the bruises on the body that hurt. It is the wounds of the heart and the scars on the mind."
- Aisha Mirza

Ashia:

Ever since that day my mind wondered to Lesane constantly, I know I didn't have any right to try to get in touch with him to see how he was doing but the thoughts in my head just kept on wondering if I made a big mistake letting go of someone as genuine as him.

Don't get me wrong now, I loved Pierre with every fiber of my being but I knew that my love for Lesane would always conquer all. I began to strip into my birthday suit so that I could take a nice long needed shower, I was honestly drained from thinking about him. I tried my best not mention his name at all. Not within my thoughts, my emotions, through mere conversations of my past, or through sex. Yes, I still thought about him while I was making love to Pierre. I knew it was wrong but don't judge me, I'm only human.

As the hot water droplets hit my caramel skin, a quick flash of him came to my mind. The memories of him caressing my body made me more hornier than I could remember these past few years, I started to imagine him in the shower with me kissing on my left earlobe. His tongue trails on down to my neck and he begins to kiss me softly, all the while rubbing on my tender but yet freshly shaved pussy. I begin to bite my lip and a soft moan escapes from my mouth. Breathing harder and harder I feel myself about to reach my climax-

"I see you started without me"

I jumped and quickly looked to where the voice came from and there stood, Pierre, grinning and massaging his manhood. I smiled frantically, trying to play off the fact that I was imagining fucking another man.

"Im sorry baby, I couldn't help myself. You were just taking so long..... Who was at the door?" I asked as I began to wash off quickly, Lord knows I wasn't in the mood to fuck Pierre again. Not after that performance the imaginary him put on me.

"Tony, damn detectives were watching the house again. Had to get rid of some stuff just in case they decided to show up with this imaginary warrant they always claiming to have"

"Why won't they just leave us alone, they already know they not going to find shit here so why the hell they keep trying", I said pissed as hell. If it was one thing I hated was being harassed in my own damn home, I mean this would be their 10th time in less than 5 months bombarding our house trying to find something they wouldn't.

"Yeah I know, but don't you worry about that. I got it handled... They asses gone get handled real soon", he said with a sly smirk

Hearing that come from his mouth scared me, I didn't want him to get in trouble for doing something stupid. Like killing a cop, something that could get us both locked up forever.

But I said nothing, there was no point. I've learned over the years that when Pierre gets something conjured up in his mind, there was no stopping him but the good Lord himself.

"But anyways, I have to go out of town for a few days to handle some business. I'll have Tony here with you just in case anything pops off", he said calmly

"What business do you have to attend to?", I said with a attitude written expression. I knew I made the wrong the decision by questioning him when his facial expression became blank.

I could see the vains beginning to form on the right side of his forehead and he stared at me with a cool but yet terrifying look upon his face, and said " Question? Who in the hell gave you this crazy idea that you can question me? I said I'm going out for some business, what business is none of your concern. You better get that shit in check before I check it for you, you hear me!"

I was so nervous that he was going to lash out at me that all I could do was nod my head frantically, he rolled his eyes and walked into our walk in closet without another word. I knew I had made him angry, I had no right to question his intentions. More than likely if he said he was going out of town on business then he was doing just that.

"Aye, come suck me up before I head out", he yelled from the closet. I really wasn't in the mood but I knew after that shit I just pulled there was no way he was going to let me off scott free. It was either suck his dick until he nut or get beat to sleep.

I quickly paced to the closet and did what they I had to do without another mumbling word.