"Kaseem are you even listening to me?" Melody questioned looking over at me.
"What Melody? damn, I know you see me doing something" I said, still staring at the picture on my phone.
All of Melody's yelling became muffled as I stared at the picture of Gia, well India, kissing on Egypt.
"I can't believe this shit" I said aloud, startling Melody.
"What nigga?" Melody questioned, trying to peek at my phone.
"Back your nosey ass up. Better yet let's go. I'm tired of your ass" I hissed.
Melody eyes began to water and I immediately felt bad. She hadn't even done anything wrong and I was constantly being mean to her.
"I'm sorry baby, I just have a lot on my plate right now" I said before reaching over and pecking her lips.
"Boss, I'm looking right into the bitch house. What you want me to do?"
"Stay there, omw"
"You ready?" I asked. Placing two hundred dollar bills on the table.
"I guess, can I have some dick tonight?" Melody asked .
I smirked, shaking my head at my freaky wife.
We hurried to her truck, getting into the backseat. I planned on breaking her off properly, knowing she would be bitching about me leaving.
I pulled up her skirt, and pulled off her tiny g-string. Her pink pussy seemed to be blowing kisses at me.
I put my head between her legs and began smacking on her pussy, licking and sucking for dear life.
"Oh daddy, I'm gonna cum" she moaned out, grinding her pussy in my face.
"Cum for daddy" I said taking my mouth from her pussy and pushing two fingers into her.
She began to fuck my fingers, like it was my dick.
My shit was on swole and begging for attention. Melody must have known because she stopped fucking my hand and began showing my man's some attention.
Her head was good, but not as good as India's.
"Damn India, we could've been good together"
"Fuck me baby" Melody cried.
I did as she asked, bringing her back to back orgasms. She brought me to my peek when she let me fuck her in the ass.
My wife was a certified freak.
"Are you staying in tonight?" Melody asked after we got home.
My phone chimed alerting me of a text.
"Come through baby"
"Uh, naw I'm not. I'll be home in two hours tops" I said looking from the phone to her.
"whatever Kaseem" she said with a attitude, plopping onto the couch.
I didn't have the time to pacify her ass so I quickly left the house, hopping into my truck.
The usual twenty minute ride to India's was cut in half, because of my speeding.
I don't know if I was note excited to gut her ass like a fish or just being in her presence.
Once I made it there I hurried to her door, banging as if I was the police. She swung the door open with a scowl on her face.
"Why are you banging like that asshole?"
"What's good ma?" I asked showcasing my grill.
"What's up boss?" She asked closing the door after me.
"Ain't shit baby, come show your man some love" I said after sitting on her couch.
And love she showed, she licked, sucked, and fucked me like her life depended on it.
"So India, when were you going to tell me you knew Egypt?" I asked as we lay sprawled out on her king sized bed.
"W-what are you talking about? Who the fuck is India?" She asked feigning ignorance.
"Don't play with my intelligence girl, who the fuck sent you?" I asked yoking her up.
"You are such a dumb ass, nigga I'm Egypt's partner. I sent my own mother fucking self. Now let go of my hair" she said menacingly.
"The fuck you mean you Egypt partner? I didn't know she had a partner" I said, before letting India go.
Me letting her go was enough for her to get up and run out her room, into her bathroom.
"Bitch get your ass out here, I just want to talk" I said, me letting her go had to be the dumbest shit I ever did.
I heard glass breaking and screams, before I could make a move, B my worker, came through the bathroom door.
"She's taken care of let's go, I hear the police sirens coming already" He said with a mischievous grin on his face.
I quickly grabbed India's phone from her coffee table before we walked out of her apartment. We went our separate ways and I sped home.
Upon arriving home I knew something was wrong, I walked Into my home and went straight to the bedroom.
"Melody!"
"Baby?"
She didn't respond so I began looking for her, my heart dropped to my feet when I seen her lying dead in our son's bed.
India's phone vibrated in my pocket and I quickly pulled it out.
"What you got for me?"
I had to laugh, these bitches were bold. They devised a plan to take me down without taking me down. I was dealing with some smart bitches.
"A hard chocolate dick, you want to play so let the games begin E. If I were you I'd get to India as fast as I could. Wouldn't want her to bleed out now would we?" ...
I pressed send and looked down at my wife.
"I'm going to get those bitches baby"
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Money Over Men
RomanceWho said the game was only for a dude? Well they lied. 2 women want to take over the game but, they get caught up in the drama, deceit and lies, and lust.