Sized Up

Chapter 18

I realize I'm about a whole entire year late. But please, allow me to explain. I've been so busy, but I promise not to leave you all hanging. These chapters will be longer. With less grammatical eras, bare with me people I'm only human. Enjoy !

Janelle

My heart race was probably in the millions. My legs felt weak. I can't believe I fucked some stranger; and my husband, who cheated on me first, found out about it. Jamal sped out of the driveway after making his un-welcomed visit. Rod shook his head, walking steadily to the car. I knew he was hurt. I was hurt too, besides, I was cheated on first. But two wrongs don't make a right. "Rod, please, hear me out." I insisted. He turned around slowly. "You need to get back in the house and tend to our daughter, I have nothing more to say to you. We can co-parent, it's all about Italy now". I frowned as tears developed in my eyes. "The nerve of you!" I said through a trembling voice. Rod sighed seeming to become annoyed by me. "You-you cheated on me, and lied to me, got your fucking trainer pregnant and this is how you want to act? It's different when it's done to you right?" he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, opened up the car door and got in. "You have a good day Janelle". He said coldly. I felt as if I'd been hit by a truck. "Really Rod?" I cried. "You know Janelle, I can't even be mad. I fucked up and you went out and fucked someone else. I see how it feels"!

I folded my arms after whipping away falling tears.

"I came down here to Chicago to fix things, only to find out my wife, the woman that I love, the woman that has only fucked me and me only, fucked somebody else. Some other nigga been all in what belongs to me!" He said angrily.

"Belong to you?" I said flowing -"yeah, belongs to me! I had you first Janelle. Now some other nigga been with my wife, shit will never be the same between us. I hope you wore a condom."

I was ashamed. Even more ashamed to the fact that I know I didn't wear a condom. I'm disgusted with myself. "How do you think I feel Rodkevious? You cheated on me put your dick in a bitch when you were all I HAD! But it's so much different when it's me right?"

Rod smacked his lips, and rolled up his window. He put the car in reverse and left. I cried silently to myself, and walked back in the house. I picked my shoes off the sofa, and went into the bathroom. I undressed myself, looked myself in the mirror and sighed. Where did I go wrong? The warm water danced across my skin. I wish I could wash away all the guilt that I felt, but nothing changed the way I felt. I turned the water off. I heard Italy crying. I wrapped myself in a towel, and went into the nursery. "It's ok pumpkin, momma's here!" I couldn't get Italy to stop crying for the life of me. She missed her daddy. And so did I.

Rodkevious

Damn. I can't lie, seeing some nigga coming to Janelle's door at 4, almost 5 in the morning made my blood boil. Although I couldn't be angry at her because of the mistake I made, I couldn't help it. The thought of some nigga doing what I do to my wife makes me sick to my stomach. I can't get over that. I originally came to fix things with Janelle, but you can't fix things that are already broken. I drove to a nearby hotel, checked in and took my things upstairs. My phone vibrated.

Janelle: Italy needs you.

I looked at the message. I sighed and locked the phone. I knew it was just a way of Janelle to get me back over. I just can't talk to her right now.
My phone vibrated again.

Janelle: soooooo.... you just read the message & didn't respond? You don't care about your daughter?

Janelle: I know I was caught in an awkward situation, but don't ignore Italy when she needs you.

I sighed. I responded back to her asking her what's wrong with her. She informed me that she couldn't get her to stop crying. I got up and went to the car and drove back to Janelle's. I knocked on the door. I could hear how loud she was crying the the door. Janelle answered the door, wearing a towel wrapped around her body. I could see her nipples hardened through the small white towel. Her hips were curvaceously complimenting just the towel alone. Her warm, light, soft mocha skin shined as the living room light beamed on her. I could smell her soft perfume as she stood in front beside the door waiting for me to come in. It was my favorite, her sweet smell always makes me weak. I licked my lips, and forgot why I was even mad at her. I felt the hard-on I was getting thinking about how perfect her body was under her towel.

She stared at me. I looked back into her beautiful brown, almond shaped eyes and I couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful she looked right now. I was amazed by her beauty that I forgot Italy was crying. Janelle bent down to retrieve Italy from her crib. Her towel unwrapping her body I couldn't help to stare. Her perky round breast sat so nicely as she handed me our daughter. She turned around to pick up her now fallen towel, and I watched how perfect her ass was. "Don't put it back on, I miss you like that." I murmured.

"Huh?" She questioned confused. I took the towel out of her hand. She looked down, seeming embarrassed. "It's not like I've never seen you naked before". I informed her. She smiled softly at me.

I'm sorry. She said it so sweet, so innocent. I knew it was genuine, but it still didn't change how I felt. We both made a mistake. We can work through it. Italy was quiet and I laid her to rest.

"She just needed daddy's touch" I bragged as I laid her back down. Janelle chuckled. "She's not the only one." She said quietly. I looked at her and licked my lips. I kissed her lips softly and her arms interlocked around my neck. I gripped her ass, squeezing it. Soft moans interrupted our kiss. I knew she missed me just as much as I missed her. I lifted her so she could straddle me. She parted from the kiss looking at me in my eyes. "I feel you". She said. My hard-on plunging and throbbing against her vagina. "You want it?" I questioned her.

She nodded.

Carrying her to the bedroom, I laid her exposed body on the bed. She looked at me with lust in her eyes. I could tell how bad she wanted it. I slowly opened her legs examining her pretty wet pussy. My mouth watered, as I went down for a mouth full of juices. She moaned, rubbing her fingers through my hair. Licking her clitoris, I could feel her legs tremble in pleasure. I sucked and nibbled on her throbbing pussy pleasuring her like I knew she wanted. "Baby, I'm about to come." She moaned softly. I continued to suck on her clit as she screamed in pleasure. I licked my lips looking at her face. She bit her lip, and pulled me in close to her kissing my lips aggressively. I flipped her over, with her now on top. Her perfect titties now in my face. I couldn't resist sucking them. She giggled softly as I teased her nipple making her even wetter.

"Fuck me!" She whispered in my ear, sending me to overdrive. Sliding in to her warm, tight, wet walls. I couldn't help myself, fucking her harder and harder with each stroke. "Yes daddy!" I heard her scream out. Becoming even more aggressive from her moans I climaxed. We stared in each others eyes. "I love you Janelle." She kissed my lips softly, still on my member as the juices flowed from her vagina. "I love you more Rodkevious"

[a/n]- ok I know it's been a while, but I promise to update more frequently! Love you all and thanks for your patience.