"You stay away from my family you bastard" Erica exclaimed as she toke her size 9 heel out of the young gentleman's throat. "You got caught up now you scared what number am I on your client list 1,20,60,100" Erica shook her head with a smirk on her face. "Nah B, but you number 3 that I have killed" before the man could react Erica put 3 bullets in his head, she then flipped her long weave applied more lip gloss and walked away as if nothing happened.
On her drive home she blasted Boss ass bitch remix while speeding down the freeway, her phone rang. "Erica Hudson, speak to me" "mommy when are you coming home" she heard her 5 year old son August say "yeah mommy we hungry" her 3 year old daughter Annabelle chimed in. "Mommy is on the way now, where is daddy" "he's sleep" Erica let out a aggravated sigh, "ok I'm almost home I hope you guys bathed already we can't have another night of y'all going to bed late." Erica was so quick to put her actions on her husband Davante, even though he works his ass off while she's out getting what she wants taking no for a answer.
As she pulled her 2013 Audi up in her driveway she hurried up and put on her business clothes over her slutty attire. "August, Annabelle mommys home" her two kids ran to her giving her big bear hugs telling her what they want to eat since she was so tired and needed to shower she made them a quick salad. "Ew mommy what is this" August said pushing his plate to Annabelle who loved salad and gladly put the rest of his food on her plate. "You don't want it? you don't have to eat goodnight August" she dismissed him as he stormed upstairs, next she put Annabelle to bed then went to clean the kitchen. She still had a bone to pick with Davante.
She swung her bedroom door open to find him layed across the bed with his work clothes still on. "Mr. Hudson!" She yelled. "Whaaat" "what have I told you about leaving my kids up by there self one day you'll wake up in hell because they would burn this damn house down" Erica yelled as she took her clothes off and went into there bathroom. "Man I don't wanna hear all that, I'm at work from 4 to 6 working my ass off you get home late and your out doing god knows what." Erica slammed the bathroom door and mumbled for him to shut his mouth because deep down she knew it was the truth she couldn't stand the truth.
The next morning Erica woke up with Davante and the kids being gone that's a typical weekday for her and that's when she would have the most clients at nights. During the day Erica was a Lawyer while at night her whole character changed, that's when the extra make up and less clothes came in play. She wasn't doing what she did because of the money but because she loved the pleasure it gave her something her husband wasn't giving her. "Hey James it's Erica" "nice to hear from you baby" her top client said with a little lust in his voice. "Tonight 8 wear that little red thong daddy bought you" Erica was really feeling James he was tall dark and handsome with white teeth and his dress game was always fly, he would buy her little presents here and there always the type to spoil her. "Okay daddy I'll be there mwah" she says as she hung up. She turned the news on as always, it was a breaking news report about a young black man being shot three times in the head, she smirked "silly boy."
Later she pulled up to her firm to begin her day she was a criminal lawyer as soon as she walked in her assistant Brandon handed her a file "talk to me baby" she said while putting her coffee on her desk "Andrew Jenkins, charged with first degree murder on his cousin Rodney Jenkins" "when will I meet this young man" "that's the thing now Erica!" She side eyed him son of a bitch she whispered , she then grabbed her Gucci bag and stormed down to the meeting room. The gentle man was handcuffed when she walked in with a police behind him. "Aye yo cop this fine piece of ass is my lawyer" he said while he licked his lips. "Cut the bullshit Andrew, you could be doing life in prison you wanna fight for your asshole or try to get out of this shit?" Erica wanted straight business "damn Ma, what's the deal then" "I went over your files you have a clean record very impressive Mr. Jenkins, I also went over the police reports there is no evidence pointing that you did it except wrong place wrong time and racial profiling, your quote to the police was 'they shot my nigga I found him dead' now I'm going to need you to work with me who exactly is they" "man I can't do no snitching that's my ass" "look you want prison or you tell me and I can get you in the witness protection program as soon as we beat this case" "shorty look I got five baby mamas FIVE! you don't know this gang shit they will go for there head" "Look you don't know me, you don't know what I know you and you baby mamas will be sent away they can enter the program today help me help you" it was a long pause. "Man fuck DW6 them niggas" "Thank you you gonna get out of this your baby mamas and your kids will be safe !" "thank you ma" "the names Erica" she said giving him a side smile, and they shook hands. After that meeting her day was pretty much over she had to freshen up and get ready for tonight.
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Whore not Housewife
Short StoryAt 25 Erica was married with two kids, everyone thought her and her husband Davante had a good relationship, even Davante thought so, until he started noticing sexy new lingerie and late nights at the office.
