The Adulterer

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Robyn
The next morning I woke up with a massive headache. I put my head in my hands trying to reiterate on what the hell I drunk last night. While trying to remember, his face flashed in my head. My heart raced a little seeing that perfect smile come to form in my mind. The memories soon took a turn when he punched that guy in the face.. those words he said.  I knew the "you better have my money" routine all too well.  My brain automatically turns to the occupation of drug dealing when those words come into play. I dated one in my past and it wasn't what everyone said it would be. Yes it did come with a lot of drama but I handled it. Trust me when shit hits the fan I don't run I face it. That was just one of the many experiences I endured in my life. I looked at him in fear when he said those words because I never would've thought that he would be so out in the open with his dealings.
I could feel the pool growing in between my legs seeing him in such a state. The way his jaw clenched and the firmness in his voice could drive me insane but when his attention turned to me I could see the lack of care in his eyes. Just from that I knew that he doesn't play about his money. My thoughts raged on but were soon interrupted by the movement of Aubrey's dress shoes on our beige carpet.

"Babe you're going to work after last night! I thought we would just stay in and have a movie night" I said turning to face him.

" Nah I'm sorry but the money doesn't stop so I can't either." He said while fixing his tie in the mirror. Remember I gotta work so I can keep your pretty self in Michael Kors." On that note he kissed my forehead and headed towards the door.

I sighed profusely and got up to take the long awaited shower I needed. I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste so I can brush my teeth. I spit out the last of what was in my mouth and started to undress.

After slipping out my undergarments I turned on the water to the shower. I checked the temperature making sure it was correct. I stepped in immediately relaxing under the water's warm touch. I started to think about what Aubrey said. He does bring in all the money since I quit my job to move to New York. Maybe I should get a job. It would really help with the boredom that comes along with Aubrey's absence since he's always at work. Plus I need extra money for myself. I suppose I'll propose this new idea over dinner since he won't be home by lunch time.  I washed off the rest of the soap that still remained and turned off the water as well as my thoughts.

Chris
"Alright thanks" i said to my one of my employees. I currently owned a clothing store by the name of Black Pyramid. It was really successful being that I drug deal. Normally people wouldn't want to get involved with what they call "dirty money" but in my eyes money is money no matter where it comes from. People still fuck with me so maybe I'm more lowkey than I thought. I have a legitimate business that cleans my so called dirty money. That money from drug dealing made this shop so I couldn't be more thankful. Now that my store is a huge success I could stop dealing but I don't want to. Something about money keeps me hooked I want more and more of it. Most will call it greed but I call it life. We all want money and we all need money so why not get as much as you can. Some may think drug dealing comes with problems and drama but I keep all my shit separate. Everything from my personal life to this store has barriers. I am public when it comes to my money so that shit I pulled at the club wasn't new. Nobody really suspected nothing because this type of shit happens in Brooklyn. Everybody knows niggas don't play about they money. While my mind was being barricaded by thoughts they we're soon interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Hey um do you guys have this hoodie for females" the voice asked.

I looked up from my desk to see Robyn. She looked sexy as fuck with her shirt showing her cleavage and skirt hugging her waist showing off her curves. I licked my lips staring at her. I watched as Cindy my employee said that she would ask her boss which is me. I got up and immediately headed to the front where the cash register is.

"Damn you just couldn't stay away could you" I said smirking. She looked at me in shock before responding with...

"Boy please I'm just getting some clothes what are you doing here?" She asked with a confused look.

"Oh I'm the owner of the store your getting "some clothes" from.

"Your the owner?" Wow that is surprising. She responded

Why is that so surprising? I asked

I don't know you don't look like the business man type. She said

There's a lot you don't know about me babygirl but I'm sure you'll find out. I said while winking.

She chuckled and rolled her eyes and told me to just show her where the hoodie was. I gladly directed her to the section and watched as she looked at herself in the mirror holding the hoodie up to her body. I admired the way her ass was sitting in that skirt she was wearing. I immediately got hard thinking about all the endless possibilities. She was struggling to put the hoodie back on the top shelf so I took it upon myself to help her.

"Let me help you with that" I said

I stood behind her grabbing the hoodie and put my other hand on her waist. I backed her up closer to me so she can feel how hard I am.
I heard a moany gasp escape from her lips as i placed the material onto the shelf. I became uncontrollable as I let my hands slip around to the front of her stomach and kissed on her earlobe.

"Chris stop" she moaned

Lord knows I didn't want to stop but she ended up pushing me away anyway.

"I have a husband Chris we shouldn't do this" she said facing me.

"I don't give a fuck about that nigga and you know that"

She sighed and looked around in deep thought.    She suddenly looked at something with joy. Her eyes drifted towards me.

"You guys are hiring?"

"Yea"

"Can I work here?"

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