Chapter 2

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     It has been 4 days since my husband asked me for a threesome with Treasure Rogers, a fine ass woman I grew up with. When we were in High School, me and Treasure used to be up to no good together. We set niggas up so our brothers could rob them, we used niggas and bitches, we boosted our very best outfits just to look like we lived a lifestyle we didn't. I knew I could fuck Treasure because I'm fine, my husband is fine and RICH, and I know this bitch because we used to run together. The problem was, my husband doesn't know anything about my past. He doesn't know how he saved me. I made myself seem innocent to him. When we started dating I convinced him early on that we should live together and I immediately cut off all my friends and family that tied me to that hood lifestyle. He has only met my mom and although I shared with him bits and pieces about my brothers, I told him we lost touch and I don't get to see them much. If Treasure says the wrong thing every lie I've ever told my husband will come out. So, I gotta figure this one out.

I picked up my phone to message her on facebook, but I just didn't know what to say. For days, its been like this. Finally I just shook the nervousness off and hit her up. I told her it was nice seeing her and we should link up for old times sake. Surprisingly, she messaged me right back and asked me to come over for brunch. I quickly took a shower, dried off and covered myself in A Thousand Wishes perfume, a personal favorite of mine. I decided a stylish, but casual look was best so I could stunt on this bitch, but lightly. My kids were all in school so I set the alarm and proceeded outside to my white BMW. Her address was only 7 minutes away which meant she stayed close. This was a really nice neighborhood, though, I wondered who she was scamming now to be living here. I pulled up to the huge house with a Red Lexus sitting real pretty in the driveway. "Damn, Treasure you doing it like that?" I said out loud.

"Yeah. I'm doing pretty well for myself" Treasure laughed peeking from the doorway. 

"I see that, damn, girl you almost living better than me"

I stepped inside and the aroma of pancakes hit me "Oh my God, that smells so good." She guided me to her kitchen and I took a seat at the island style bar while Treasure started cooking the eggs. She wore jeans and a cream sweater under her "Kiss the Cook" apron. She was so naturally pretty with her heart shaped lips and curly hair that touched her midback. I admired the way her jeans hugged her ass. This bitch is fine, I thought to myself. 

"So, what is that you do these days?" I politely asked.

"Oh, some of this, some of that...." Treasure said before bursting out with laughter. "Nah, you know that famous ball player? Stephen Curry? Thats my daughters dad", she said pointing at a picture of an almost albino looking child when Treasure was a more chocolate girl, herself.

"What? Treasure, what the fuck, ain't he married? Everybody says him and his wife are the perfect couple."

"Yup, he sure is. And he wants to continue to be that same wholesome power couple so he bought me this house, pays all my bills, and makes sure Taniyah is well taken care of since she'll never be able to actually spend time with him. Don't tell nobody that though, keeping this a secret is the only way it works."

"Girl you are crazy!" I said. Most people would be disappointed or even disgusted about sleeping with a married man and blackmailing him but Treasure and I knew what was up. We came from a place where not many people make it out of so we just decided to take a more aggressive approach to get what we want.

I told her about Hezekiah and our kids and she specifically asked about the twins. "Alia and Alec. Yeah, when I got pregnant Ping started acting crazy girl. He told me they weren't his, he left me high and dry. I really fucked with that nigga so it hurt me, but I knew I wanted more than a dime bag type of nigga anyway so I told myself I would find better. Now I'm married to partner of one of the biggest lawfirms in Chicago, how crazy is that!"

"Yeah, girl, you got a good one, you better not fuck it up." 

We ate, talked, and sipped wine for about two hours when Treasure's face lit up. "Deesha, remember when your brothers and my brother would leave the house and we would sneak and smoke some of their weed?" She laughed

"Yessss, we didn't know nothing bout no damn weed. That shit used to have us high as hell, though."

"Yeah, so let's get high. Right now, Deesha for old times sake!"

"Umm, what? Girl, I aint smoke in about 15 years since before I got pregnant with the twins."

She ignored me and went upstairs to retrieve the weed. I never really was a smoker it made me paranoid, but I had a mission to complete so I went along with her. She rolled two blunts and we smoked, and laughed, and talked. "How's Twan nem?" she asked. I tensed up at the mention of my brothers. It had been so long since I last seen or heard from Twan and Baby I really had no clue. "To be honest, I don't know. Hezekiah wanted a ready made woman and I was sooo wrapped up in Twan and Baby bullshit I had to leave and cut all they drama-filled asses off. I miss them, though. They kept me safe. They made sure I ate. They took care of me when Mama was sick which was always. I just wanted a better life for Alia and Alec so I never looked back", I admitted. I was sure to leave out how my husband had no clue about the previous life I lived. 

She leaned in and hugged me assuring me she knew what I meant and telling me it doesn't make me a bad person. I wanted  to cry into her arms. I couldn't think of the last time I felt truly understood. I glanced at the time on my phone and noticed it was an hour before I had to pick Hayden up from afterschool Computer Club and I smelled like weed. As a lawyers wife, there wasn't no way in hell I was gonna go up to the school like that. Treasure assured me I could use her shower and borrow some jeans and a t-shirt to throw on. I stepped inside the bathroom. It was huge with his and her sinks and a huge shower with glass sliding doors.There was also a huge jaccuzi inspired tub that at least 3 people could fit inside. 

I ran the water in the shower as I started taking off my clothes and Treasure entered the bathroom too. "Sorry, I was just gonna take a bath while you take a shower, if that's okay with you?" she inquired. I immediately shot my shot. "Just come take a shower with me, for old times sake, right?", she looked hesitant but she got undressed. I grabbed her hand and led her to the shower. Her perky breasts had small chocolate nipples that were hard in a hot and steamy bathroom. I could tell she was interested. We got in the shower. I lathered her up with soap making sure to caress her breasts and ass. I took her hand and placed it on my breasts encouraging her to come play with me and stop being so shy. She rinsed all the soap off her body and turned to me. She bent over and started sucking on my breasts tenderly making me crazy. I let my hands wander to her pussy and I slowly began to rub her clit. She let out small moans and I kept feeling her muscles tighten. I was getting so wet I couldn't take it. Sucking on her neck, I insert two fingers deep into her causing her to grab me close submitting her body to me. I was loving the control I had over her I never felt anything like this. After about 5 minutes she was moaning loudly telling me she was about to cum and so she did collapsing into my arms. 

We got out the shower, dried ourselves and got dressed. I kissed her one last time and told her goodbye. Then, I went bye the school to get Hayden. Hezekiah text me at that very moment.

Husband: Baby, whats up with what I asked you?

Me: I told you I got you. Just give me some time to work her baby

Little did my husband know I already had plans to work her a couple more times before I share her with him. Just gotta test the product before I buy it, right?

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So, yall what do yall think about Hezekiah? What about Deesha? You think she dumb for giving him the threesome?

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