Chapter 8: My Stripper Girl

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December 30. 7:14 pm

Jaimee had just parked her car and got out with her bags. She had gotten back to work a month ago and couldn't feel any better.... Kinda. After a long day of work, she only wanted to take a bath and did more work.

Eversince that evening at her parents house, she never spoke to anyone; not even her sisters. She felt as if she had been disrespected big time and if 'sorry' could take back how she felt, it wouldn't work.

Being called a stripper was the most disrespectful thing somebody have ever said to her. She knew she looked like one but she didn't needed to hear it from anyone. She worked for her body and she praised it since no money was imposed on it.

Even though Keyeion told her not worry about it more than once, it just hurt her. She didn't know how Jada and Jalissa was feeling; and even though she cared, her feeling came before them. That evening, all she could do was cry.

Jaimee entered her quiet and clean home then went upstairs to her room. Keyeion wasn't there so she took a shower, got dressed in her underwear and an oversize shirt then grabbed her computer and went downstairs.

She warmed up her plate of baked chicken and pumpkin rice with vegetables Keyeion had made for her and fixed a glass of water then went to the den where she knew no one was. This was where she came almost everyday to do some work since recently.

While F***in' Wit Me by Tank played low throughout the den, Jaimee sat Indian style in the large couch with her computer and papers then got to work; all the while she was eating dinner.

"We done came a long way, from smoking in your mommas crib, she questioning what you want with him. And you don't know, went with the flow. Can't loose control, don't let me go..." Keyeion sang while walking down to the den with his hands in the pocket of his sweat pants.

Jaimee shook her head and continue with what she was doing.

"Time for relations I'd die for the sex, i just wanna see you naked with my hand round your neck, pretty lady pretty lady i just wanna share my bed with youu."

"Keyeion leave me alone." Jaimee mumbled and adjusted the glasses on her face.

"You can't tell me that. Come here." He sat in the sofa across from her.

"I'm eating." she mumbled.

"I'll wait." he smirked and fell back in the couch.

All the while Jaimee was eating, he was watching her in awe. The way she chewed, to the way she sat and concentrate on her work, just had him wondering. 18 years he had been with her and she just amazed him.

The masterpiece that sat perfectly infront of him, was a beautiful sight. He couldn't believed he married her, which means being with her until death. Keyeion chuckled low and shook his head.

Jaimee glanced at him then back at her computer.

Since she felt like she did enough work, she saved what she did and shut down the computer then sat her plate down and walked over to where Keyeion was.

"Yes?" She put her hands on her hips and looked down at him.

"You know you look sexy as fuck with them glasses on?" He bit his lips.

"Keyeion what you want?" Jaimee grew frustrated with him.

He pulled her down to straddle his waist and she got comfortable. He lifted her shirt and saw how round her stomach was then rubbed it.

Keyeion haven't been seeing Jaimee as much as he wanted to since recently and he thought it wasn't fair.

After Keyeion drop the kids to school every morning, by the time he would be back, Jaimee had already left to go to work. When she would return, dinner would be there for her and everyone would be asleep. Sometimes Keyeion would stay up and wait for her but ended up falling asleep since he would do households duties and attend to the kids needs.

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