Birds Of A feather

Chapter 3: Tiffany

"Damn......ah ....ssssshhhiiittt." 

"Ssssshhhhhhh....you going to wake malik up." He whispered to me. If only i could this damn man was putting it on me, one thing I could say about my baby daddy is that he know how to work the tongue no doubt about that.  He continued to lick and suck on my clit until I exploded in his mouth.

"Damn....that was good...." I said exhausted. I laid out and he climbed up on top of me in between my legs. he leaned in and kissed me allowing me to taste myself on his tongue. I loved this man here he was the only one that I can trust since my damn brother and sister...not any ole sister my damn twin. The same bitch that i had to share a room with for nine months. Tasha can be so damn selfish sometimes I swear, I needed this nut because she was chapping my ass. I was sick of her not being there for me when i needed her to be, like today I have something to do today and I asked her to watch my son for me. She flats out tells me 'no' like who does that. All she cares about is herself and boyfriend. 

"What you thinking about?" He said. 

"Nothing..."

"Yes you are, what is it...tell daddy whats bothering you?"  He said. He laid down beside me started placing small soft kisses on my hip.  I moved my bang out of my face and looked down at him, he looked up and smirked at me. 

"Its my sister.."

"Oh come on Tiff..."

"What?" I said. I hated when he did that, he climbed out the bed grabbed his boxers off the floor. "Where you going?" I asked. I got out the bed also and walked over to him. 

"I gotta go back to work." He said. I knew he was laying I been fucking with this man for a year and a half and i know when he is lying. 

"No you don't, you just don't want me to talk about....."

"I don't....OK that's what you want unh?.....damn its the same thing I am tired of hearing it from you and her period." He said. He grabbed his pants and threw those on too. I watched him I was so damn pissed he always did this to me. 

"Fine then because don't nobody give a shit how i am feeling anyways." I said. I swung the bedroom open, and walked out into the bathroom. Not five minutes later he came walking in with his head down. I acted like I was fixing my hair , I knew he was going to come in here this how i get him to do what I want. He walked up on my and put his arms around my waist and rested his head on my shoulder.

" I Am sorry." He said. I looked into those hazel eyes that my son has inherited from him. I rolled my eyes, he started kissing on my neck softly and then he turned me around and puklled me into him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and Kissed his lips. "You know that I love you right?" I nodded my head. "OK so why you trying to start something with you we been good right ?" I nodded my head playing with his chain. 

"But baby she does this to me." He leaned his head on my mine. He then took his hand lifting my head so that I was staring into those beautiful eyes that I love so much. "I am sorry I know but baby she treats me like a foster child, not her twin and I just want her to understand where I am coming from ya know." I said. My sister can be helpful then she can change on me talking about she has a life too. Bitch ain't had a life ever I was the one that enjoyed life she just read all damn day. And because of that I am always being compared to her by someone another. Back then it was the teachers when I wouldn't do an assignment or  if I was at home and didn't clean my brother would get into my ass saying why cant I be like my sister. You know how sick of that I am. I am my own person yea we share the same face but not same personality. Tasha was more of the book smart type of chick , she was alot heavy than me too so her finding a date is slim to none i am shocked she has a man now but she only had two boyfriends in her whole life.  I am more out going and the men love me, i can not standing reading, don't get me wrong I can read but not for fun ew where they do that at. I am 5'5 with long legs and big boobs, not much of an ass but i got something back there. I don't have as much as my sister but a chick like me still gets play.  My hair is to my shoulders , and dyed blonde. I am a little lighter then my sister by like a shade where she is crayon brown I am maybe like paper bag brown. I have an eye for fashion wanted to be a model before I had my beautiful bay boy Malik who is such a cutie with is chunky butt. He is ten months and the best thing that has happened to me. I love my son, but i also miss my life being a single women. His father is very helpful too and provides for his 'little man' as he calls him. His father and I have been together a year and a half i met him at a cook out and and as soon as he looked my way I knew I was hooked. He said i reminded him of someone, thought it was a bad thing but turned out to be good thing after all. When we first started talking it was suppose to be Friends with benefits type of thing until I ended up pregnant . When I told him I thought he was going to hate me but he didn't, shit he was over joyed if you ask me while I was crying about becoming a mother. I didn't  want to be like my mother, after my father dies she turned into some type of zombie not really interacting with my siblings and I then one day she got up and left us with my brother. Didn't even leave a note just gone when Tash and I came from school went to look for her she cleaned out her closet and was out. I took her leaving pretty hard because even though she would walk around like some type of zombie and not say much she was my mother. I would sometimes use to go in her room crawl in the bed and sleep with her, she would wrap her arms around me and brush my hair until I fell asleep and that went on up until she left me here. I would sometimes even talk to her she would smile and tell me how pretty I am and how I am going to be a heart breaker. I believed her then she betrays me, I tried looking for her but then gave up if she wanted to be found she would have been back home with us. I don't have much of a job besides being a mom and the money I get from Malik's father. I am a sales Rep for a jewelry company on the side. 

"I know she doesn't understand but come on ya'll are sisters...twins at that." he said. I nodded my head. 

"I know but sometimes I swear she thinks she is better then me." I said. I was telling the truth too its like Tasha is some poster child that everyone is suppose to look up to...fuck that not me I will show everyone that I can be just as good as her. 

"She does not think that."

"Oh really how do you know?"

"Because that's not the way she is....come on baby please..."

"Please what?...she walks around here like her shit doesn't stink and I am tired of it." I said. I removed myself out of his arms and walked out the bathroom I went into my sons room to see that he was still down for his nap. 

"So now you going to give me the silent treatment or what ?" He said. I went into the kitchen and started looking in the fridge for something to eat. Sometimes he doesn't understand either, and seems like he be sticking up for her and I am the mother of his Child. "OK I check you later then." He said. 

"Yea whatever .......bye Marques tell Tasha I said 'hi' " I stood up from the fridge. I knew he was pissed. Oh yea I forgot that I am sleeping with my sisters man....Oops.

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