ILWMH [DISCONTINUED]

Parenthood

A few days ago my son Ali came home. Fatherhood is something that is a new experience for me. With Shanya and I's busy schedule and my new album coming out, it's gonna be hard for us to juggle work and parenthood.

Ali starts screaming hysterically. "Shh! It's okay, mommy's here," Shanya cooed taking the baby out my arms.

"Damn, you didn't even give me time to make him stop crying. I'm his dad. He came out of my balls," I complained.

"I carried him for 8+ months. Of course I'm going to spoil my baby," she explained. Ali stopped his crying and fell asleep in her arms.

She made her way to the nursery, laying him down. I came behind her hugging her from behind. I planted a kiss on her neck and she turned around.

"That's exactly how we made Ali," she commented walking away.

"Well we haven't fucked in 2 months, so...," I mentioned.

"I just pushed out a 7-pound baby so having sex is the last thing on my mind," she replied walking to the kitchen.

I followed her, going into the refrigerator. "You gained about 7 more pounds," I slyly mumbled under my breath.

"Excuse me?"

She slammed the refrigerator door in my face and left the kitchen.

"What? Baby, I was just kidding," I explained laughing. She rolled her eyes, looking at me crazy.

Sure, she gained a few pounds here and there but she that just made her even more beautiful.

"Come on, you know I can't resist that ass," I confessed, licking my palm and smacking her butt.

"Take your nasty ass on somewhere." She rolled her eyes and walked away. I just hope they get stuck one day.

I sat down in my lounge chair watching Tom & Jerry, until there was a knock on my door.

"Wassup, Family Man," Eazy greeted. Yella came in after him with Dj Train. Train dapped me up and plopped on the couch.

"Man, what the fuck are you watching?," Yella asked.

"A good ass cartoon, nigga. Sit back. Trust me it will entertain you," I replied raising the volume.

"Fuck that. I'm heading to New York with my new group, Bone Thugs N' Harmony in a few weeks," Eric mentioned. He let out a whooping cough. His eyes started tearing up and veins were popping out his neck.

"Damn, E. You good?," I asked concerned.

"Hell yeah. I just need some water."

"Ay, Shay! Can you get E some water?," I called.

She came out the kitchen with a tray of 2 water bottles, 4 cups of ice and coasters.

"Damn, Shay. You look good, glowing and shit," Train commented. Shanya started smiling. I observed her attire. An olive green maxi dress and black sandles. Her gentle curves were showing and Train and Yella's eyes damn near popped out their sockets. Good was an understatement.

"Thanks," she giggled.

"And if I wasn't married...," he started.

"Yeah, yeah. You're all talk," she replied laughing. The flirting was going a little to far. I stopped it by clearing my throat.

"Well, I'm going back to the kitchen to start dinner. Are you all staying," she asked.

"Oh hell yeah," they all said in unison. I shook my head changing the channel. She walked away and all of them were looking at her walk away.

"Ease the hell up off my wife," I warned them all.

"Ion want her. Tell that to these two," Eric mentioned pointing at Yella and Train. Eric started coughing again except this time it was worse.

"Shit, E," I said patting his back.

"I'm good, man," he said taking a sip of water.

A few moments later, Ali started crying again.

"Damn, as soon as I sit down and watch a cartoon," I muttered walking upstairs.

"What's wrong? Lil' Villain? Come on. Stop crying," I cooed. His diaper wasn't dirty and I'm sure he was hungry. Shit, he wasn't the only one. I carried him in my arms and took him downstairs.

I went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle. I sat it in warm water, warming it up. "Dinner's almost ready," Shanya told me cutting down the stove. I nodded my head, grabbing the bottle while holding my son all at the same time.

"If you drop my baby, I'm gonna drop you," she warned, plating the food.

"Y'all the food's ready," I told them walking into the living room. Eric held his hands out for the baby. I handed him the baby and the bottle. Tears almost came into my eyes when I seen Eric kissing on the baby and holding him tight.

Shanya came out with a tray full of four plates of Fettuccini Alfredo with chicken, shrimp and broccoli.

"Thank you!," They all said together. I waved them off.

"Thanks baby," I said winking at her. Her cheeks turned a deep red color.

She returned to the kitchen and came back with a plate of her own.

"This shit is so good," Train complimented her. I rolled my eyes. This nigga acting a little too friendly with my wife.

"Train, ease up," I warned.

"Baby, he's fine," she said laughing. She got up and collected the dishes.

"I'll help you, Shay Shay," Train said getting up.

"Hell nah. I'll help her myself," I told him pushing him down on the sofa.

"What the fuck was that about?," Shanya snapped as soon as I walked into the kitchen.

"Nothing man," I said rinsing off the dishes.

"Then chill the fuck out," she warned mushing me in the face. She walked away but I successfully grabbed her.

"Ren, move," she moaned softly when I kissed her neck. I put my hand under her dress where I felt she didn't have her panties on.

"Move," she sternly said removing my hand. "Guests are here. Wait later" she warned walking away.

When we came out, Eric fell asleep with Ali in his hands. Train and Yella were conversing about potential music. Shanya grabbed Ali and put him to bed upstairs, I threw a blanket on E. Then I got rid of them two. I raced upstairs and did my happy dance.

"I'm finna get some pussy," I sung. When I opened the door to my bedroom, the room was pitch black.

I turned the light on and saw Shanya laying on the butt naked. My dick went from soft to stone.

She crawled to the edge of the bed, motioning me to come to her. I climbed on top of her kissing on every inch of her body. She put her hand in my pants, reaching for my dick.

"Hold up, baby," I told her. I unbuckled my jeans, took off my raiders hat and hoodie. As soon as I stuck my length in, she screamed for Jesus. "Ah, fuck. Lorenzo give me all this dick," she screamed matching my pace.

"Fuck, Shay Shay," I groaned, putting her legs on my shoulder.

"I'm gonna.....aah!!," she screamed coating my rod with her cum. I followed soon after I pulled out. She opened her mouth while I shot in it like a water gun.

"I love you, daddy," she told me cuddling up with me.

"I love you too. Now let's go to sleep," I suggested yawning. When I shut my eyes, Ali started crying. Here we go again......