My Boss

Is This A Dream Or A Nightmare?

Dennis

Oops, I did it again!

Here I am, laying in the nude with Camille snoozing away on my chest. I told myself I was going to try brushing this mess behind me, so that I can be a better man, husband and soon to be father. On top of that Tiffany and I started marriage counseling, it's like I take 3 steps forward then fuck around taking 10 steps backwards. I can never do anything right, but yet it feels so good to be around her.

"What are you thinking about?" Camille groaned shifting in her sleep.

"Why do you know me without knowing me?" I chuckled pulling her closer into my arms.

"Hmm, we have been around each other for almost 6 or 7 months. I know bits and pieces of you, Mr. Cooper."

"Nothing, I'm just chilling.." I look at the time 3:30am. "I've gotta get going soon, my love."

"I hate when you leave me, baby."

"I know, I know baby." I groaned.

As if she don't already know that I am dealing so much more, this is really killing me and I need to find a way out of this. I can't keep stringing Camille and my wife along with this  mess. I was never a one-woman man, which is why everyone who knows me knows I love women! Tiffany was amazing ENOUGH to get me to marry her, but yet I can't stop doing what I do.

"I'll link up with you sometime next week. I got some things to get done." Camille rolled off the bed grabbing her robe.

"Ok, sure no problem. I'll be busy Friday." She mentioned while putting her hair in a messy bun.

"Where you going?" I raised my left brow at her.

"Galvin wants me to be his date for his birthday dinner. I accepted the invite."

"So, you rather go out with him Friday than me going inside you?" I tightened my jaw at her.

"D, I am only gonna be out for a few hours then you can meet me back at the house afterwards."

"I'll see, maybe I might take Tiff out or something while you're out with Gayvin."

"Galvin." She shot back at me.

Acting all dumb I just gave her a plain "Huh?"

"You said Gayvin, it's Galvin."

"Oh, my fault umm yeah whatever. Cool, enjoy your time and whatnot. I've gotta get home to my wife."

I knew me saying that was going to make her blood boil just a little.

"No problem, I'm going to hope in the shower and shoot for bed." She walked out of the room shaking her head. "Be sure to lock the doors, please."

"Ca.." She never walks away from me without giving me a kiss. I didn't have time to fuss, so I got dressed to make my way home.

I made it home within 30 mins, to find  Tiffany knocked out cold on the couch with  'Ben & Jerry Chocolate Fudge Ice Cream' carton on her lap. Ice cream and pickles is all she been craving, but she deserves it all. She is carrying our beautiful daughter.

"Babe..." I kissed her on temple lightly shaking her to wake up.

"Hmm?" She still had her eyes closed.

"I'm home, you want to get on to bed?"

"Yes, I got too comfortable and fell asleep watching 'Set It' like 30x tonight. It still gets to me when Cleo dies."

"I know, I know baby. Let's get you up in bed." I pulled her up off the couch and grabbed her fleece blanket.

"She kicked for the first time while I was out with my mom." She giggled while rubbing her pudge.