American Woman: Book 3

Chapter 72

The following day, Prince and I were in the living room soaking up our time with Devon since we hadn't seen a lot of her the last couple of days with all the interviews we conducted. We were surprised to see Maria come in bc we had given her the day off since she had put so much overtime watching Devon for us.
"Sorry I don't mean to barge in and interrupt. I left my grapefruit here and my husband is begging for it. I got it at the farmer's market and it's way better than ones you get from the store and I was afraid it might be too ripe by the time I come back on Monday." She explains.
I look at Prince with panic written all over my face while he was stifling a laugh. "Oh Maria, I'm so sorry. I ate it last night..."
"Yeah you did." Prince whispers to me, causing me to shoot him the evil eye.
"I thought you didn't like grapefruit? Remember me trying to get you to try it a few months ago?" She asked in confusion.
"Oh yeah...um....I meant....well actually...." I stumbled around trying to figure out what to say.
"The truth is Maria, I fucked it!" Prince blurts out.
"Prince!!!" I shriek. I look over at Maria who has grown bright red with embarrassment, but still looking puzzled.
"You fucked it?!" She hesitantly asked in shock. "Yeah! It was great! Maybe that's why your husband was wanting it so bad..."
"Prince!" I exclaim, slapping his arm. "No Maria that's not what he did and it's not what your husband wants to do. Prince ate it. He's just trying to make you squirm."
"Oh ok...I didn't think he liked grapefruit either?"
"I don't!" Prince sighs and shakes his head. "That is why I said I had sex with it..."
"Ok y'all aren't making any sense! What is going on?" Maria demanded.
"Ok fine. The truth is Maria I pleasured Prince with the grapefruit. He didn't just take it out of the fridge and start screwing it. I read about it in a magazine. I'm so sorry! I will buy you a ton more at the farmers market next week." I promised.
"You pleasured him with a grapefruit?" She asked, still in a state of shock and confusion. "Ok well I think I'll just tell my husband y'all ate it." She chuckled uncomfortably.
"Yeah don't tell him, but you might want to try it out on him once you get some more next week." Prince suggested.
"Leave. Get out of here!" I command to Prince. He laughs loudly and picks up Devon and goes into the nursery with her.
"Maria, I'm sorry for his vulgarness. We don't want to make you feel uncomfortable and I am really sorry for taking your grapefruit. That was very rude of me...."
"So how do you do it?!" She asked eagerly.

After letting Maria take the magazine with the grapefruit technique article in it, I went to find Prince and Devon. I smiled from the doorway, stopping to watch them interact. Prince was playing peek-a-boo with her, causing her to smile and coo loudly. I walk in and kneel down beside her. "Is daddy hiding from you?" I giggled. Prince covered his face. "Where's daddy? Where did he go?" I asked. He uncovered his face, yelling "peek-a-boo."
"There he is!" I exclaim excitedly. She couldn't take her eyes off him. "I think she likes you better. She never looks at me like she looks at you."
"Oh shut up. That's not true. If I were her, I know I would definitely rather stare at you." He smiles, leaning in to kiss me. "So did Maria leave already?"
"Yeah." I chuckle. "I let her have the magazine so she could read how to do it. She seemed very interested in it!"
"I knew she was a freak deep down." Prince laughed. "Her husband will be thanking us."
"I'm not real keen on you sharing our intimate details with her by the way..."
"Oh honey, I'm sorry. I was just going for the shock value. I didn't mean for it to come off that I was telling her about our private moments. You know I don't kiss and tell. Our sex life is sacred to me. You know, you're actually the only woman I've been with where I haven't spilled the beans to at least someone." He apologized.
"I could either take it you've done that bc you love and respect me OR you have nothing spectacular to tell...."
"Definitely bc I love and respect you. I have ALL sorts of things I could tell. You are kinky and you know it..."
"I'm not kinky! That makes me feel dirty!" I exclaim with a slight pout.
"You are. You're my dirty, naughty girl. Mmmmm you're making me horny right now. Take off your clothes momma." He groans, reaching out for the button on my pants.
"The baby!"
"She will never remember it!" He insists, yanking down my pants.
"But I don't want her looking. It's creepy."
Prince turns her to face away from us. "How's that?" He removes my shirt without waiting for a response.
We ended up fucking right there on the edge of Devon's blanket. I had to block out the fact that she was only a few feet away. Anytime she would make a noise, it broke my concentration and Prince would have to refocus me. I was able to achieve my release and Prince pulled out and spilled his seed all over my stomach. "Clean it up!" I smirked at him, implying for him to lick it off me, but he scooped it up with his fingers and fed it to me.
"See what I mean?! Kinky! Dirty! Nasty! And I love it!" He moans as I drink every ounce of the warm cum dripping from his fingers.