Garden Kisses

Chapter 3

Sunlight trickled in through the bedroom curtains and splayed ribbons across my bare chest. I lay still as I allowed the warmth from the sun’s rays to seep into my skin. The steady rise and fall of my chest hitched as I choked back a sob. I had watched the clouds dissipate and let in the faint white light of dawn.
Addonis had stumbled into our room somewhere around 4 am, mumbling. He was thoroughly intoxicated and had not even been able to remove his shoes. Within seconds of throwing himself onto the left side of the bed, his snores fog-horned through space. I had been startled out of sleep and blearily stared as he dipped and swayed to the bed. He had not even been coherent enough to realize that I had been nude with a dildo between my legs. I then got out of bed and padded to the bathroom to freshen up a little bit and give little Addonis a bath. Afterward I crawled back into bed and watched my husband sleep till the slicing pain in my chest became too much to bear.
I shifted my body and lay my head on the crook of my elbow. Addonis was still asleep his face half-buried in his pillow. He was beautiful, my husband. Thick black lashes kissed his cheeks and hid the slanted dark grey eyes that held me captivated whenever he looked my way. I reached out my finger and lightly traced the bridge of his straight nose down to his full bow mouth. A mouth that had no business being on a man, but somehow lent a unique beauty to his face. The same face that had brought me to the heights of joy was now the same face that caused my breath to catch and my heart to plummet.
I have no idea when my marriage was reduced to this, this pantomime that I lived through every day and pretended was enjoyable. My family thought that my life was perfect and my friends thought that I had hit the jackpot, but I knew that with every football season my marriage died a little more. I no longer knew the man I slept next to, the man that I allowed to slip into me. And I resented him for it, he had decided to keep living his life without me. I was only included when decorum dictated such.
My face suddenly pulled into a frown as I felt a wave of hatred for his perfect face course through me. How could he sleep peacefully knowing that I had most likely waited up for him? Had he not seen my missed calls? Read my text messages? I had not been worth it to him to tear away from whatever he was drinking and allow me a couple of minutes of his time. I had made this man my sun and I was not even seen as a speck of dust. This MOTHERFUCKR!
I sat up and yanked the covers off my legs. I would be damned if I was going to be here when he woke up, hungry, and demanding breakfast. Cook your own fucking eggs you asshole, I thought as I stomped towards the bathroom. I locked the door behind me as I entered and started the shower running, waiting for the tell-tale steam of hot water. I turned towards the sink and squeezed some toothpaste onto my electric toothbrush. I glanced up at my reflection and sighed. Of course, there were dark circles under my eyes. My hands came up to gently rub my temples and I whimpered a little bit. I was tired down to my bones but I needed to get out of the house and check on my salon, Crowns and Curls. That place was my baby and I ran it like a military general, making sure that every year we turned a profit higher than the last.
I looked into the mirror again peering at a very beautiful black woman, if I do say so myself. I took in my large bronze-colored eyes and button nose. Follow that up with a full, soft mouth with perfect teeth ( no veneers) and I give you a woman to be admired. I was 5 foot 5 inches tall with full firm breasts and flared hips. I ran my fingers through my waist-length curly black extensions and then moved my hands down to stroke my nipples. I allowed my left hand to continue their ministrations as I lowered my right hand so that I could dip a finger into my pussy, lightly caressing my clit. I moaned and began to slowly buck my hips into my hand as a flashback of the pussy shattering orgasm I had had the night before replayed on my retinas. I was still in need, in need of Addonis. I groaned in frustration, that fucker was the only one that could quell the heat in my pussy.
Fuck this, I thought as I pulled the shower door open and stepped in. I don’t have time for this, I gotta get to work. I stood in the shower for a few seconds feeling the hot water sluice around my pussy, I suddenly pulled the door open and stretched out my fingers in search of my electric toothbrush. On the other hand, who can concentrate with a wet cunt.