Dating An Athlete

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Another night spent alone I've been thinking about him like crazy. Lord only knows I couldn't wait until Jayceon come back from his football game out there in Miami. I wasn't able to attend his game as I usually do because I had business to take care of myself at my boutique. I swear all these meetings I do had worn me the fuck and the last thing I need is for a bitch to fuck up the little relaxing time I had to my damn self.  (phone rings) .... got damn it I said as I stomped upstairs to get my phone. "What the fuck can you possibly want now ",I said as I answered my phone. I realized I didn't look at the damn phone before I answered it and I was just as surprised to think it wasn't them aggravating ass, no good ass bitches I hired to work for me. ..." Well so that's how you answer the phone now huh bae?",  Jayceon said.  "Huh nah bae I didn't even kno that was you I'm sorry", I said. " Well ill be home tomorrow", Jayceon said ." Oh that's what the fuck I'm talking about right there", I screamed into the phone" what time do you think your gonna be home", I said excitedly.  "Nah baby girl I can't tell you all that you gone see when I get there you just be ready for me to come home "Jayceon said. I blushed. ...  "Okay I'll wait for you baby", I said.  "Okay cool I'm gone call you on my way home tomorrow so won't u get some rest because you gone be up all night once big daddy come home for you baby ",Jayceon said.  "Okay can't wait", I said before hanging up the phone. That boy knows just what to say to get my mind on the negative type of thoughts. I sat down in my bed a scrolled down my news feed on instagram laughing at my friend Keith because in all his pictures his head is always crooked.  Next thing I know I was in a cold sleep. The next morning I wake up to all kinds of gifts on the bed the first think that came to my mind was what the fuck !!!! I got up out my bed reached under my pillow and grabbed my Glock 9 . I know damn well a mutherfucker not dumb enough to break into my damn house . I ran down stairs in some sweats , Nike boots and my boyfriends white undershirt pointing my gun. I looked towards the door and couldn't believe eyes. Jayceon was home. "Really Michelle", he said. I realized I still had the gun and got a little embarrassed.  I dropped the gun and ran to him and jumped directly into his arms and started kissing him. "ooooowwweee you so busy trying to kill a nigga you forgot about your morning breath ",he said.  I gave him the bitch don't blow the moment look.  He picked me up and carried me up the stairs back into our bedroom where he laid me down and jumped on top of me like a wild tiger.  Next thing I knew all my clothes was off and so were his. As August Alsina's song Porn star blasted from the surround sound speakers we had in our room lets just that say that song had me acting really naughty cause I rode Jayceon like if I was a porn star. Up down up down up down was all I did for an hour with no stopping.  I guess he wanted to take control cause we traded places quickly.  In and out he went and all I pretty much did was moan loudly. After 4 hours of none stop touching,rubbing, licking, and moaning we were both worn all the way out. As I laid there on his chest he reminded me what happened when I pointed that gun at him 5:00 his morning.  Being a athletes wife is sometimes hard work especially when your husband wants everything his way. I'm his wife, bodyguard , best friend,  girlfriend and mistress and most of all his second mother. You gotta sometimes nag like a wife should, toss these hoes around like a body guard would, keep it real and talk and tell each other about any and everything no matter what it is like a best friend ,  be that down to ride ass girlfriend that comforts him when times are hard, point out them fake ass snake ass niggas and always be there for him. Another thing is a mistress because niggas usually run to them when they ain't getting pussy or just not get A1 pussy so you gotta keep him begging for more. Cooking and taking care of him like his mother would and loving him like his grandmother could and fucking like a porn star should is what I usually do. But getting that doe is what I like to do most of all yea I know they say money is the root of all evil but fuck what else can you do when nothing in the world is free?

Chapter 2

As I'm walking to my 2013 Jaguar xf my phone started vibrating who the fuck is this I'm thinking in my head and what the hell could they possibly want. I looked at my phone and saw it was jayeon so I answered." Mmhmm yea wassup what you want what you did what's the problem" I said. "So that's what we doing we answering the phone like that" Jayceon  said. "Boy what the fuck you want" I said laughing playfully. "Nothin babe just call in to let you know I'm going play ball with my friends"Jayceon said. "Yea okay I'll see you when you get back don't be all night either" I said before hanging up. As I pulled up to my house it was 4:30p.m. I unlocked the door and went inside my house. I decided that I was going to do something nice for Jayceon . So I cooked one of his favorite meals, ran him a nice hot bath with rose petals with champagne on ice sitting on the side of the tub. When I was done of looked at the time and it was 8:30p.m. Damn I let the time pass me by i thought so I ran and hopped in the shower put on some lingerie and waited for him. 9:00 passed there was no sign of him 10:00 passed no sign of him so I called his phone and it went straight to the voicemail. 11:00 passed no sign of him I tried to call him back still no answer. Now it's 12:00a.m. and he still wasn't home so I ran upstairs put on some sweat pants, Nike boots,with a black hoodie.  I grabbed my car keys and went out the door. I got into my car and pulled out the driveway. As I'm riding down the street I looked at my phone and looked at my phone and tracked his phone and it lead me to this place called The Players Club.  I pulled up to the place and saw it was a strip club.I ran inside the building looking around then I spotted him sitting by the bar getting a lap dance while all of his friends surrounded him. I picked up a glass bottle from another table and cracked it on the thot head. She hit the floor and I grabbed her by her hair turned her around and punched her in her face continuously until her face started bleeding and Jayceon picked me up and bought me outside the club. He put me down and I punched him in his face. He stood there holding his face and I looked at him and ran to my car. He ran behind me but I was already in my car. I backed up and stomped on the gas leaving him in the middle of the parking lot screaming for me to come back. I got home took my clothes off, tied my hair up , wrapped my hands up waiting for round 2. I was sitting downstairs on the sofa when I heard him come through the door I stood up quickly ran toward him and hit him 10 more times in the face. He rolled up like a ball trying to block my hits but he wasn't to successful. After I was done I ran upstairs and threw a blanket and a pillow downstairs and told him to go sleep in he'll as i stomped back to my room  slamming the loudly behind me.

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