Chapters (43)
- WAHIDA CLARK PRESENTS:
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Wahida Clark on Mental and Behavioral Health
Today was a good day. I had some much-needed quiet time to get my thoughts together, and not only that, the baby shower and everything else was going as planned. I couldn’t wait to reveal my surprise. My wife, Angel, was happy, because she now had a legitimate excuse to spend my money. She flew everyone in using a double baby shower as the excuse. I didn’t object to it. She needed to spend time with her girls.
I finally got Red’s attention and signaled for her to meet me in the kitchen. As soon as she walked through, I grabbed her up.
“Bae, what’s up?” She looked at me skeptically. I pulled her close and kissed her on the neck and began easing her toward the stairs.
“You know I got a thang for redbones, don’t you? And watching you work the room in this dress, well um, I think you can pretty much feel what I’m up to.” One of the things I loved about Red was she knew how to dress. The white, sleeveless dress hugged every inch of her body. She paired it with the gold Louboutin’s she tricked me into buying for her. She was looking bad and bougie. I had her at the back stairwell before she objected.
“Kaylin, no.”
“Why do women always gotta say no?” I placed her hand on my dick.
“Not. Now. Kaylin.” She removed her hand, but I pulled her close to me. She tried to squirm away, but her wiggling on my dick was only getting me harder.
“We are not going upstairs. So, bae, not right now. There are too many people walking around.” She giggled, feeling my erection pressing up against her.
“Who said anything about going upstairs? I just need you to bend over, right here, right now.” I was able to maneuver one of my hands between her smooth, silky thighs.
“Kaylin. Baby, later.”
“What? I only want a kiss.”
“Why are you lying.” She pressed her breasts against me as she whispered in my ear and then began teasing my earlobe.
“Stop lying, Kaylin.”
“Just a kiss.” I lifted her and began walking up the back stairs in the kitchen. She held her arms out, palms pressing against both sides of the narrow walls. All that did was put her in the position I needed her in. I was teasing her clit, and I wasn’t letting go. Angel was getting wetter and wetter.
“Kaylin. Somebody is going to come.” She made a feeble attempt to muffle her moans.
“You are.” I unzipped my pants and released my bone.
“Somebody is going to come, baby.” She leaned in and covered my lips with hers.
“Shhhhhhhhh. I got this.” I didn’t waste any time sliding up in her while fighting to not bust a nut. The pussy was knee buckling. Another reason I married her.