"Keith get off of me damn! You're just coming home at 5 o clock in the morning and now you're trying to lay up in me? You got me fucked up!"
"My bad Ma, I had to work a little later than usual and I miss you."
"Nigga a little? It's been over 5 hours since your run around. You make the last stop around 10. I'm not dumb, and if you've missed me, then you could have called and told me you were going to come home late!"
"So what? You don't believe me? You want me to call Marcus so he can tell you what happened?"
"That's the LAST person I'll talk to about some shit like this. You know that's your main nigga, of course he's gonna have your back Keith. I was born a day but not yesterday."
"Well LAST time I checked that pussy was mine, so I can lay up in it whenever regardless what time. Now stop trippin and give me MY pussy."
"You smell like Cucumber and Melon perfume and that's damn sure not the scent you had on when you left so what's really up Keith? Why you fuckin around on me!? Just because I forgave you the first time, you thought I was going to keep forgiving you? Do you even love me for me? Or is it the pussy that's making you stay?"
"Look Ma, you taking this thing way out of proportion. Me and Marcus stopped by his house for a minute. When I walked in, his girl greeted me with a hug and that's probably why you smell that on me. We didn't even stay that long, he got some shit then we bounced. I made my rounds then we went to meet up with some fool at a club to get a couple of stacks that was it. And to answer your question, Yes I'm with you for you. If it was for the pussy, you wouldn't be layed up in all this thousand dollar furniture, in them thousand dollar clothes you have, in this million dollar house, or be driving a black with chromed wheels Porsche. Not only that, you know every move I make, all my stashes, guns and money. You my ride or die Chick ma. Your very beautiful with a nice ass body, with a fat round ass, independent, smart as hell and a porn star in the bedroom, that's every niggas dream wife! Baby you ain't going no where believe that. Besides I'm not gonna hurt you again and that's a promise."
"Well maybe if you can be a little more considerate about calling and checking in, there wouldn't be a problem."
"OK bae damn, I'll start checking in. Now can I get some?"
"Hell naw, I'm tired. You had me up all night worried about your ass, you better calm your horny ass down and go to sleep."
"Damn ma its like that?"
"Yeah it's like that, let this be a lesson learned."
"Aight I got you. You're gonna want some dick, and ima tell you calm your horny ass down and go to sleep."
"Mhhm nigga, goodmorning."
"Haha, aight bet."
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A Thugs Wifey
Teen FictionKareena is a sexy, booji, but classy chick. She's all about herself, money, and her man Keith. Keith is an all around thug, super sexy, romantic and hardcore. He's in the drug business so that means he has major cash. He once cheated on Kareena, bu...