Kayla
I stood in the full length mirror that occupied one of the walls of the bedroom Trey and I shared, and adjusted the gray fitted dress over my curvy figure.
Tremaine called on his way home telling me to get ready because we were going out. I loved when he did thinks like that. Spontaneous things that reminded me that he was mine and I was his.
Trey and I were never supposed to be where we are. We were supposed to simply be sex because he and his wife at the time were separated and my boyfriend was just being too clingy and annoying. I knew I could never be mad at Megan, because I could have singlehandedly fucked up their marriage more than they had, but that didn't stop the jealous feeling I got whenever she was around even though they were over. The woman in me felt bad that I had possibly ruined her chance at happiness, because I've been on the opposite end, but the girlfriend in me said "too bad, so sad." It was a constant battle with myself thinking that he would fight for her more. Especially since we were far from perfect.
I heard his foot steps nearing our bedroom door just as I slipped my feet into a pair of red strappy sandals.
"Hey gorgeous." He greeted before placing a sweet kiss on my forehead.
I wasn't sure how I had gotten so lucky, to have a handsome, successful, loving and forgiving man by my side.
"Hey babe. Where are we going?"
"Downstairs" he chuckled before taking my hand.
My face held confusion as I allowed him to lead me down the stairs and to our kitchen where there was a small table decorated with a bouquet of flowers that I was sure belonged to me and two plates of Jamaican jerk chicken, rice and peas and spicy cabbage. The gesture was nice, but I mentally rolled my eyes. I could've done this in my pajamas. Waste of a perfectly good outfit.
"We always go out, so I thought it'd be nice to stay in tonight." He said, but I couldn't disagree more. As much money as he made, going out should never be an issue. "After dinner we can lounge and watch movies since we're kid free." He suggested.
He was very easy to please like that, and I felt really bad that my mood was shot. I wasn't bougie or high maintenance or anything, I just felt like if you had money, why not go out every week, why not buy nice things and I didn't think it was anything wrong with liking nice things.
"Sure babe." I said trying to mask the annoyance in my voice.
I couldn't lie like the food wasn't amazing though like every other thing he makes.
"So I was thinking about having a family dinner." I said as we sat across from each other.
"We always do that" he chuckled.
"No I mean a big one!" I exclaimed. "My mom, your mom, Jermaine, Alysia, Megan, even the kids!"
He nodded in approval and leaned forward on the favor on his elbows. "That sounds good. What's the special occasion?"
"No occasion. I just want us to all be a big happy family you know?"
"I do." He informed. "Just let me know when and what you need and we'll get it together."
"Okay!" I beamed. "Maybe in a few weeks!"
"I'm with it. But come here." He demanded and I knew that look anywhere. The look that made my pussy throb.
I did as he said and walked over to him sitting in his lap right on the imprint of his swelling member.
"Now look what you started." He mumbled against the skin of my neck causing childish school girl giggles to pass my lips.
With his hand firmly gripping the skin of my thigh while he placed his lips to mine, I couldn't help the moan that was already leaving just from his touch.
"Already?" He mumbled sliding his finger up and down the outside of my moistening panties.
"You know it never takes long." I whispered seductively, rotating my bottom on the crotch of his jeans.
"You in control tonight?" He asked but more so in the form of a statement as he placed my hand inside his pants.
