For better or worse

Untying the knot

Malcolm woke up and stated at the ceiling. His head was still spinning, and the light wasn't helping. He closed his eyes and tried to use his hand to cover his face but was unable to. Resistance was coming from his wrist and ankles tethering him to the bed. The more he struggled, the more pain he would feel. His eyes dart from side to side. Trying to find anything familiar to him. The bland walls and giant window and random painting of a boat indicated he was in a hotel.

"What the hell?!" He yelled pulling on the ropes.

"Calm down babe, you going to tire yourself out before the fun," Delilah said coming out the bathroom in a white robe. Malcolm's eyes widened "You Cosby me!"

"I prefer Cardi B but yea that's the idea."

"How could you?! I said n..."

Delilah placed a mouth gag in his mouth. Malcolm started to move aggressively and tried to yell through the gag.

"Uh uh no screaming, we don't want to make a scene. Oh, Malcolm think about it, I saved you." She curled up next to him and laid her head on his chest. "You needed me. You were miserable. I can make you happy. I can treat you like a man again." He stopped thrashing about and looked at Delilah. "See I did what I did for us. You an old fashion man. you believe a man should provide and I will let you. I have no problem serving a man and being submissive. My problem with the guys my age is they are scared to step up and be a man. They want things handed to them, not you, mac. You Know how to work, how to sacrifice. You were looking for a way out and you found it." Malcolm's eyes connected with Delia's. "it's like you said" Delilah continued "People change, and love can fade. Do you think it's fair for people who don't appreciate a good thing as love should receive it? Of course, they don't. That's a waste of time and energy. That's something you can't get back. So, I figured you can divorce her and you be with me. We can take it as slow as you want. My cousin is a lawyer who specializes in this type of case. I just want you to be free with me" Malcolm looked at the black straps tied to the head post and looked back at Delilah.

"oh, this is to keep you from going anywhere." Delilah pulled Malcolm boxers off and opened her robe. Her curvy body stood before him before she made a way to his dick.

"I have to have some fun first."

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The woman woke to the sound of birds chirping and sunlight beaming through her window. She smiled and stretched, however, something was off. She didn't hear her significant other snoring or stirring in his bed. With mild concern, she looked over and was surprised to find an empty bed. She sniffed the air and didn't smell any breakfast being made. "Now where did he go? The man doesn't have hobbies, no real friends, only coworkers. He doesn't have to be at work until 11. I guess he went to pick me up some flowers again when he will learn?" She thought to herself. She texted "Hey baby where are you?" as she pranced downstairs. Her daughters were with her sister so she could have any kind of breakfast she wanted. Its been a while since she was in the house by herself. she decided to try to have a Lil fun since her good- for- nothing significant other wasn't there. However, before breakfast, she meditated and said her daily mantra "I love myself. I only need myself. I am enough. " in the mirror. Her eyes connected to her reflection. She saw the wrinkles set in making deep creases in her face. The bags under her eyes that was much darker than her honey brown skin. She touched her face in disbelief. Right next to the mirror was her wedding photo. She was envious of that woman. She was so lively and vibrant. Her smile lit up the whole picture. The happiness she showed was only a fraction of how truly happy she was that day. She looked back at her reflection, and tried to imitate the smile but failed. She couldn't hold the smile for long. The reflection looked like a cheap imitation of the original. She looked once more at the picture and stared at the man she was with. His old school afro, chocolate skin, bright smile, and broad shoulders made her surprisingly blush. "Now that's my husband," she said out loud with pride. Reminiscing how it felt to say yes to be Mrs. Goldwin.