Free His Work Wife by Sapphire James Page B

“Baby, WHAT do you want me to do? I’m sorry. Let me make it up to you,” I coaxed as I pulled her into my arms.  She attempted to resist, but I held her tight. I knew she was probably going to be pissed for a good little while, but I knew just how to tame that ass. Even if it meant I had to lick her musty pussy for a while. I wasn’t sure if she was expecting me, but I was sure she didn’t have time to clean up and check herself like she normally did. Presley was the only one I could count on to always be clean and smelling like peaches. I didn’t know what it was about her, but my baby always smelled and tasted like candy to me. Tonight, I had to get back into Kadeema’s good graces. I licked until my jaws hurt. But her ass came multiple times and took her ass to sleep. By the time I left, everything between us was okay.
                  Feeling good about my accomplishment, I smiled as I pulled into my parking spot. I hurried to the front porch only to be met with my belongings and note that read, “Since you don’t want to be here, then don’t be here! Take yo’ shit and carry yo’ ass back to where you’ve been until five in the damn morning!”
                  Oh, shit! Time had gotten away from me! Damn it! I was out of line for this one. I’ve never come home this late. What was I going to do? How would I be able to spin this? Presley was mad as hell and there was absolutely nothing I would be able to tell her that would justify this. Once again, I was screwed. 
    I rubbed my head and scratched my neck as I prepared to face the music. My face contorted with disbelief as I attempted to unlock the front door. My key no longer worked. Presley had gotten the locks changed on me! This situation was getting out of hand.
    “Presley!” I banged on the door. “Baby, please let me in. How you just gon’ have the locks changed and I pay the damn bills? Presley, open the damn door!”
    For a moment, there was no response. Then she stood in the window. Presley wore her fuchsia floor-length satin gown from Victoria’s secrets with the matching robe. Her hair was a little messy, but it still looked beautiful to me. She was only three months pregnant, but I could see her little pooch and it was super sexy to me. Presley was astonishing on a regular day, but this pregnancy truly made her glow. However, the stoic look on her face brought me back to reality.
    “What do you want, Ty?” she asked through her teeth.
    “Presley, how you gon’ just change the locks and not tell me? I live here, too, you know.”
    “What the hell do I need to tell you anything for? You don’t actually live here anymore. The only time you come home is to shit, shower, and shave! You can do that at Kadeema’s house! So get off my damn porch so the baby and I can get some damn rest!”
    Before I realized it, tears were flooding my face. I deserved everything I was getting. There I stood, begging my beautiful wife to let me into our townhouse. Not only that, I was embarrassed and I was exhausted.  The night had held me captive and I was paying for it. The sun would be rising soon and although I knew I could go back to Kadeema’s, I wasn’t feeling that right now. I wanted to be with Presley and the boys. One thing was for sure, I wasn’t going anywhere. I was going to sit right by the front door until Presley let me in.
     

 
    Chapter Eleven: Chase
     
    “So what’s up? How is everything going? We still on track?” I inquired.
    “Yes, Chase, the plan is working just fine. But I am beginning to feel guilty about what we’re doing. I mean…”
    “What’s the damn problem?” I barked. “What you done caught feelings for this nigga? It’s cool. I figured as much. Actually, I was planning on it.”
    I had never liked Presley from the moment I met her. Her lil’ stuck up ass could see right through me. I never approved of her and Ty’s relationship because I was the one she should have been checking