Becoming Mrs. Smith

Mama Need A Break Pt.2

We just made it in the club and this shit was popping already and it was only one in the morning. To Houston folks that's early.

"These bitches lucky we taken, we'd snatch all they niggas." Allen said looking at all the fine brothas in the place. "You damn right." I looked one guy up and down but he wasn't looking so it was harmless. We sat down at the bar like good little girls listening to the music.

FeFe came on getting us moving in our seats, twerking a little bit.

"What can I get you ladies or are y'all going to grace me with your beautiful presence all night?" We all turned around our seats at once smiling up at the sexy bar tender. He was real buff, about 6'2 and he had waves. "Can I get Fireball mixed with a little coke?" He smiled at me winking.

"Oooo!" Allen and Amari giggled making me do the same. "And what can I help you with?" He asked Amari making me and Allen lean back to look at her. She most definitely took the cake on this one, that man had it out for her. "Put something together for me." She said flirty licking her lips.

After he finished taking Allen's order he turned around making us huddle up in a group immediately. "Bitchhh!" I said making them squeal. "Now I don't promote cheating but at least do a little flirt to see if you still got it." Allen laughed give me a high five. "I don't know y'all, he so sexy." She looked over at him biting her lip. "Girrrrrl, I'd put that pussy on him." Allen said making me pop him and laugh.

"No. No. No." I laughed grabbing their hands, it felt so middle school plotting like this. "Come on Camila, he's fine and Duke hadn't touch me in two months." Me and Allen gasped. "W-what?" Allen asked moving his hair behind his ear. "Yes y'all! Duke and I hadn't had sex at all since this little mix up he's been in. I mean would I be wrong?" Me and Allen shut up and before we could give an answer we heard our glasses hit the wooden bar table.

"Enjoy ladies." He winked at Amari making her blush.

"To a girls night out!" I shouted holding my glass in the air making them do the same. I threw mine back feeling the minty but strong alcohol pierce my throat. "Woooo!" I laughed sitting it on the table. "Damn girl, what got you drinking like a soldier?" Amari asked sipping on hers.

"Rodger girl. He came home tonight barking orders and shit tryna tell me I can't go out. Baby I'm grown and I want my space away from them kids. Then come home talking about how stressful his day was like mine wasn't the same." I shook my head getting the bartender's attention for another round.

"Girl men think caring for a child is so easy when it's not. They have no clue." Amari said getting in her feelings.

" A BUM, BUM, BUM, BUM, BUM, IM ROLLING LIKE AN EIGHTEEN WHEELER!"

I grabbed Allen and Amari's hand going straight to the dance floor cause this was my fucking song. I started twerking on Allen wiggling my ass like I do best. "Pop that fucking pussy, throw that fucking ass! Yass!" He geeked my head up, luckily I couldn't hit the splits in this tight ass dress or this whole thing would've been shut down.

He grabbed me up getting in front of me twerking in his little ass mini skirt making me clap. I felt a hand on me making me look back at this guy, he looked about gay as ever. "Let me cut in." He had a smirk on his face and I gladly backed up cause I needed to go to the bar for some more drinks.

I walked over to the bar laughing to myself, I hadn't had this much fun in a while.

"I was going to serve y'all the drinks but y'all left as soon as I turned my back." The bartender laughed putting three shots on the table for us but they were going to all be for me. "It's fine, I'll handle these for them." He laughed shaking his head.