“Scottie, calm down. Samone and I weren’t talking about you, and she didn’t whisper anything in my ear about you, and we haven’t started back fucking around.”
“So y’all were fucking around?”
I was trying to hold back my tears because of the confirmation that I had just gotten. She never answered myquestion on whether she was fucking with her or not, but getting her confirmation pissed me off. I needed to get out of here before I lost my mind. I was jealous. Outraged. Insecure. Samone looked thirty times better than me. She was much thicker than I was. I could tell that Alicia had a type. Before I could respond to her, I had gotten up and left the section because I needed to be away from Alicia before I snapped her neck. I made my upstairs to where I knew TK had taken Arsenio and Ryker. When I got upstairs, Ryker was coming out of the bathroom and I bumped right into him.
“Where is Arsenio?” I sniped, trying not to show that I was crying because of his big head ass girlfriend.
“He’s in the office talking to TK. What’s going on with you? Why you crying?” Ryker asked me.
“I’m not!”
“Come in here,” Ryker said and opened the door to the bathroom and closed it.
He pulled me in the ceiling to floor stall and closed the door. He grabbed my arms and pushed them above my head.
“What’s going on? Talk to me,” he spoke.
I could smell the Patron on his breath, mixed with a piece of Spearmint gum.
“Your fucking wife and that bitch Samone. How could y’all move on so fast from me? Was I good to you? To her? What does she say about me? Be honest with me, please,” I begged as the tears slid down my eyes.
Ryker kissed my tears away before kissing me. He slid his tongue in my mouth and damn near suffocated me. He pulled away from me and then stared into my eyes.
“Alicia loves you Scottie. You’re her best friend and she loves tasting you. I love tasting you too. The sweetest heat I ever tasted. What’s the matter? Why are you crying?”
“I miss her. You. Y’all. The way you made me feel. The way she makes me feel. I’m addicted, but Arsenio…” I said and paused when I looked down to see that Ryker’s dick had grown down his thigh. “I need a fucking fix, Ryker. Y’all are my fucking drugs and I can’t seem to get out this withdrawal phase. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Please, let me taste you! Please!” I begged.
Ryker leaned back against the wall and unbuckled his pants and pushed his pants to the middle of his thighs. He pulled his dick out the hole of his boxers and I rushed to my knees like the addict I was and licked away the precum from his head. I gripped Ryker’s dick with one hand and started to massage his balls with the other one. Ryker gripped the back of my head and helped me deep throat his big dick.
“Baby, you missed this?” Ryker whispered.
I pulled back and looked up at him. “Yes, yes I do.”
Ryker’s dick tasted so damn good and I was so thankful to be tasting him. Thankful that he was allowing me to taste him. This is a dick and a taste that you had to thank God for creating. I was getting his dick sloppy wet and Ryker leaned back against the stall while biting his big ass bottom lip. I started sucking Ryker’s dick as if my life depended on it. When I gave him that two hand stroke combo, that nigga started losing his damn mind.
“I wanna cum inside of you, baby,” Ryker whispered and moved me back.
He stood me up and rolled my dress above my ass and picked me up and eased me down on his dick. Ryker really picked my thick ass up and that in itself almost made me cum. He didn’t use the wall to hold me up; he literally had my legs in the crook of his arms and started raising me up and down on his dick, slowly. I threw my head back as Ryker bounced me up and down on his dick.
“Oooooo, yes,” he whispered. “This good ass pussy. You ready to cum? I’m ready to cum in this pretty ass pussy.”
“Yes, Daddy, please,” I whispered back.
I heard the bathroom door open and I held my breath as Ryker placed his lips on mine. There was a small knock on the door before Ryker unlocked the door and opened it and in walked Alicia.
“You tightening her ass up? She needs some good ass dick to calm her ass down,” Alicia said.
“Cum on his dick, cranky ass bitch. You stopped fucking with us like that and then you got mad at me,” Alicia said to me while leaning against the door. “Matter of fact, Ryker fuck the shit out of her,” Alicia ordered him.
I looked at her and I didn’t know whether to be turned on or afraid. Ryker got a better grip on my legs and he leaned me against the wall and started beating my pussy up. That nigga was hitting a spot in my pussy that I didn’t even know I had. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. This nigga was hitting the lining out of my walls and the only thing I could do was cry as my orgasm ripped through my body.
“Yeah, look at her. Crying and cumming at the same time,” Alicia growled.
“Howwww do you deal with herrrrrr,” I whined.
“She’s my wife. The love of my life. It’s easy to deal with her ass,” he said and laughed.
I could feel Ryker’s dick swell and he eased out of me just a little bit before cumming inside of me. He let me down on my weak legs and Alicia got on her knees and started to suck Ryker’s cum right back out of my hole.
