Her Wife And Kids

fifty two

"Oh shit!" I spring from my bed.

"What time is it!" A panic takes over as I search around for my phone.

I finally find it, my fingers landing on the rubbered case after patting around for what felt like hours.

"Mmm" Rihanna moans deep in her slumber, she shifts her position.

5:54 my phone read making me trip as I threw the covers off to run to the bathroom.

I let out an aggresive sigh while turning my flash on to assist me to the bathroom door.

Making sure to shorten my shower time it took me about 30 minutes max to fully get dressed with makeup done and everything.

I had already picked out my outfit the night before. It was a simple black dress that stopped just below my knee, on top of that I wore a patterned cardigan to bring out some color and yellow heels to top it all.

Not too much, not too little.

"Baby" I whisper to my slumbering wife tapping her a few times before getting a reaction.

"Whaaaat Nicki" The taller woman replies attitude present in her tone.

It was well known throughout the whole family that waking a sleeping Rih will awaken a beast so I didn't give it much attention.

"I'm about to leave for work. Gimme kiss" Rihanna's eyes shoot open.

"Already?" She questions with a pout.

I giggle "Yes already, you look crazy like that stop" I watch as her one opened eye examined my outfit.

"Damn why you ain't tell me tho?" Rihanna rests her eyes then opens it a few seconds later as she sits up.

"I did, you must've forgot. Shit I forgot too and I'm bouta be late if you don't give me my kiss" I cross my arm.

"Aight fine bye mama, be good" Rih smiles pulling me in for a sensual kiss that lasted a good minute or two.

As she pulls back I watch her lick her now swollen lip "I'm always good daddy" I smirk making her chuckle.

"Mhmm don't do nothing stupid" Rihanna warns leaving a trail of sloppy kisses around my neck as I resist the urge to moan.

I can feel her heavy breathing on my neck causing me to shiver until the kissing comes to an abrupt stop.

I can feel the atmosphere shift.

"Cause if I have to, I will" She whispers.

"B-baby you're being rough. Sto-" I plead feeling the hands of my wife tighten around my neck, blocking my airway.

"If I find out that bitch touched you- I been good right baby? I don't yell at you, I don't hit you, and I try to agree with you even when I know you're wrong. I make you happy...right?"

I look in her eyes tears threatening to fall. "I'm changing. Just for you mama, I want to be your happiness. You are my favorite drug" She smiles, her hand still gripping my throat.

I was now gasping for air. At first I thought she was trying to install fear in me but now I don't even think she's with me.

"To-too tight!" I cry.

"Oh shit!" She let's go once she comes to her senses.

Weakened I fall to my knees gasping and wheezing for air.

"Baby I ain't mean to do that! Fuck..." She says attempting to pull me up from the floor.

"P-please, don't" I hold my hand up stopping her in her tracks.