A Thugs Wifey

Chapter 3: Kareena P.O.V

It's 8:30 right now and my baby isn't home to give me what I need, which is some dick. I call it my anaconda because it's thick and long. It has to be a mere 10 inches and I swear he knows how to work it. Anyway, he's probably out doing rounds so I won't complain as much because that's about money, my greatest friend. I hit him up on my Galaxy Note II just to make sure he was doing just that.

*Brrrrrrr Brrrrrr Brrrrr* 24 seconds in he answers " What's up ma?"

"Nothing, just at the house bored and missing you, what are you up to?"

"Same shit I've been doing, on the job making cash, and I miss yo sexy ass too. What you wearing?" He says in a sexy tone.

In my sexy lady voice I replied, "Well I have a big tee shirt on, but you're going to have to come home to find out what's under it."

I can tell he was grinning by the way his tone changed up.

"mmmm, OK. I'll be there in about an hour, let me make this last stop then I'll be on my way."

His voice sounding so smooth deep and sexy, my pussy was starting to drip.

"OK papi, hurry I'll be waiting." I replied.

"Don't change into nothing either, I want to find out what's under that tee shirt."

"I won't bae! now hurry up and come home to me."

"Aight ma, I love you."

"I love you too."

*call ended*

After the phone call, I went to go freshen up. I kept the big tee shirt on but of course I had nothing under it. First i wiped up the juices from my pussy, then I went to brush my teeth and wash my face. I let my hair down and wet it just a little so it has that just came out the shower effect. After that, I sprayed some Victoria Secret coconut dream which is Keith's favorite scent on my neck, chest and inner thigh. Now that I'm feeling good, smelling good and looking good, I patiently wait for my king to come home.

1 hour passes by and Keith wasn't home yet. So I decided to hit him up again.

*Brrrr Brrrr Brrrr Brrrr* "This caller is unavailable right now, at the tone leave a message and when you're finish with the message, hang up or press pound." BEEP

"Keith, it's been a hour already and you're still not here. Where the fuck are you? I swear you better not be fucking up on me or else I-"

"Or else you'll what?" Keith interjected.

Hanging up the phone I added, "Or else I put my foot up your ass. Damn Keith where you been? You told me an hour not two."

He put his duffel bag in the closet next to the door and took off his black hoodie and set it on the table. Then he took off his blue and black Jordans and put them in the closet as well.

He walked pass me, and went upstairs into the double doors where it leads to our master bedroom. I heard him turn on the shower.

Calmly I stood up from the couch and walked into the big bathroom that had a his and hers sink, a walk in shower, a jet jacuzzi tub, and a personal toilet room.

There, his naked 6'3 frame stood in the shower washing his hair.

"Keith? Nigga I know you heard me! What was you doing that made you take so long?"

"I was working what else ima do?" 

"But you said you were coming in a hour not two. What was keeping you so occupied?"

Something was really bothering him because he snapped real quick.

"KAREENA! I said I was handling business, what the fuck do you want me to say? You want me to lie to you? I'm not doing shit behind your back so stop thinking that shit!"

All I can do was stand there with my mouth open. I was speechless, so I turned around and headed for the bed.