The Deception Chronicles Book #1

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Terrance Anderson

Danelle's Apartment
April 23,2014
9:36pm

"Girl why you playing with me?" I laughed as I jumped up and tried to grab Danelle. She giggled as she jumped up and ran up the stairs. I laughed and ran after her. She jumped on the bed and I jumped up there with her.

I grabbed her by her waist and threw her down as I started attacking her with kisses. She laughed and giggled, while trying her best to to push me off of her. "Baby stop," she whined as she pecked my lips.

"Damn I can't kiss up on my wife?" I asked acting fake hurt. " shut up, you know damn well Shantey is your wife," she laughed as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Yeah whatever," I laughed as I gave her several pecks on the lips. I let one of my hands tangle in her hair while let the other hand roam down her body.

She let out soft moans as our pecks turned into french kisses. She took her left hand and caressed my balled head as I gripped her ass.

She climbed on top of me, but me wanting to be in control, I threw her back down while unbuckling my pants. She started unbuttoning my shirt all wild, breaking off my buttons. I didn't care because it wasn't like she hasn't done it before.

I took a handful of her hair and gripped her head back while slapping her thighs. "Who the fuck is yo daddy?" I asked as I bit down on my bottom lip.

She tried to be stubborn and not answer my so I ripped her pants off along with her panties. "I said who the fuck is yo daddy!" I yelled as I slapped her thigh.

"You are baby, you are," she whined. I pushed opened her legs and shoved myself deep inside of her while holding onto her waist.

"Terry," she whimpered as she held onto my arms. "Fuck Danelle!" I gritted as I plunged myself deeper inside of her. She felt so damn good. I knew this was wrong, I knew I shouldn't be in her apartment in her bed fucking her brains out, but shit it felt good. I couldn't get enough of Danelle and her good loving.

I swear she satisfied my every need. She gave me head whenever I wanted it, she never denied me of her sex, she washed and cleaned my clothes, as well as making sure my suits, and shoes were cleaned. On top of that she did something that my wife Shantey couldn't do; and that was cook.

I loved Shantey, but she didn't have nothing on Danelle. Danelle was the meaning of a true black woman. She held it down at the job, but she made sure she held shit down with her man before she even got to the job. That's one thing I loved about D, she made me her first priority.

My relationship with D, had been going on for months now. For months me and Danelle had been going behind my wife Shantey's back with this affair. In fact, to be completely honest, Danelle and I had history, we dated before me and Shantey even said I do. If Danelle hadn't of accepted that damn job offer I wouldn't have even married Shantey to be honest.

It all started last year, during the Christmas season. I had went to the mall in the Chanel store trying to find the perfect gift for Shantey, since I had completely forgotten her birthday. I had planned on going all out for Christmas, hopefully a brother would get out the dog house.

I walked inside the store and started walking around looking at the handbags. I ain't care about the price, only because money wasn't an option for me. I was working as a physiatrist making six figures, along with a few other positions that I had.