"Yeah, I knew you would be there. But, was I supposed to come empty-handed because of you? All the other brothers in there had their wives, so I couldn't come without a woman. You know how people talk and I didn't want it said that I was trying to make a move of anybody's wife," he said nonchalantly.
My anger quickly subsided because he made a valid point. I mean, we were a secret, it wasn't like he could show up with me on his arm, while I was already there with my husband. I instantly felt stupid for even getting angry. I should've known it wasn't like that from jump and that Travis was not trying to make me jealous, that it was all about an image.
I sighed. "Ok, I hear you. But did you sleep with her? Because if you did that's taking it too far, Travis," I stated, with much jealousy and bitterness evident.
He chortled out a masculine laugh. "Yo, look who's talking? The woman that's married to my boy, yet sleeping with me … " He paused briefly. "Look, Sundy, you're not my woman. What we doing is wrong but I love being up in you. We're free to do what we want, well, I am anyway. You're making an issue out of something that's really not even your concern."
I pondered briefly on the words Travis had spoken. There was no way to argue with that. He had a point, but still, I was angry about it because I knew he had slept with her last night. I decided to let the situation go for now because I wanted to see him later and get in another one of our fuck sessions. Travis was like an animal in bed. He would pick me up, flip me any which way and pound me into another life. Our sex was fun and took me back to my twenties, when random fuckin' was safe and pleasurable. Sex with Travis was good, but I still enjoyed Taylor's love making. Nothing could compare to our love making.
"Ok, Travis, whatever. Look, I want to come see you tonight. I'm going to wear something sexy for you. Is that cool?"
"Yeah, that's cool. I'll be out of here at ten. Make sure you're ready to get rocked to sleep." He laughed.
After we hung up, I was feeling a little better. I was anxious to go shopping for some lingerie and some new pumps. I was buying them for both Taylor's and Travis's use. If I wanted to go see Travis, I would have to go see Taylor's mom, Ms. Tracy right now.
I wasn't worried about Tayla because she was in good hands with Marcia. Marcia was a live-in maid so she wasn't going anywhere, unless her mouth continued to write checks her ass couldn't cash. Taylor set up a mini-apartment for Marcia on the far left of the house away from everything else, so the bitch had it made. The apartment was decked out with marble floors, 10ft windows, an elegant fireplace, and a glass pond in the floor. She even had a Jacuzzi for a tub in her bathroom and a full kitchen. She was one blessed maid but if she kept it up with being rude to me, I would make sure it was all stripped from her because no matter what she thought, my word held power just as much as Taylor's, if not more because I was the queen of my castle.
I hopped off my bed, grabbed my purse and went into Tayla's room to kiss her before I headed out the door. Once I got outside, I hopped into my black Rover and burned rubber out of the drive way.
THREE
When I pulled up to Ms. Tracy's house, she was already out on the porch with her friends. Ms. Tracy didn't look her age at all. her age. She was fifty-five but looked to be around thirty. She was slim built with a stomach flatter than mine, while her legs were shaped to perfection. My mother in law's light skin glistened like a newly polished shoe, to say the least, Ms. Tracy had it going on. Taylor took after his father though, with chocolate skin and coal black curly hair. Mr. Taylor Sr. was an O.G. He dressed in a fly suit every day, even when he wasn't going anywhere.
He would sit in the house watching TV in a Stacy Adams Suit with freshly polished shoes. Both Taylor's Mom and Dad loved me dearly and told Taylor and I that we were meant for each other. I always began to feel guilty when I was around them because I knew what I was doing behind Taylor's back. I knew if they found out about my adultery they would be so disappointed, so I did what I could to not only avoid disappointing them but my family as well. I knew Travis wouldn't say anything because he and Taylor were thick as thieves' t since childhood and he wouldn't want to jeopardize their friendship. I sure as hell had no plans to say anything, so as far as I knew, the secret would go with us to our graves.
I only spent about an hour or two at Ms. Tracy house. I didn't want to be late going shopping and going to Travis house. She fed me and we talked about the future of Taylor, Tayla, and myself. She told me she would like to see more grandkids before she died. I told her Taylor and I had been talking about having more kids but we weren't really trying as of yet. Shortly after that, I ended my visit and now, I am on my way to Victoria's Secret. All I could think about was getting sexy for Travis. He loved when I would dress in a pair of thongs and a halter top for him but tonight, I was going to surprise him with something else.
I loved shopping at Vicky's because it was such a sexy store. It was where I bought all of my panties and bra's from. I picked up a pair of lace pink thongs that had a little bow in the front. I also saw a red pantie and bra set that was satin and outlined in black lace. When I was done with Vicky's, I walked across the hall to Prada and picked up a pair of 6inch Black pumps. I decided that I would wear the red pantie and bra set to Travis's house. Before I left Vicky's I made sure not to forget a long black trench coat to cover up my goods when I walked to his door. Although it wasn't raining, it was still going to be sexy.
I pulled up in front of Travis' house nervous. Even though we had been sleeping together for about a year now, I still got nervous from time to time, when I'd come to his house. Guilt and nervousness has never been a good combination together. I always thought about another woman possibly being over or maybe even Taylor just popping up, unannounced; it was his boy after all. I remember one day I actually thought those two were setting me up and that Taylor knew about the affair. I later put that foolish thought to bed, because my husband wasn't going to stay silent and willingly let me fuck his best friend.
My eyes surveyed Travis's Pool house. I saw his Jaguar in the driveway, so I knew he was home. My eyes scanned the house for a possible sign of someone else being inside but I got nothing. I stepped out of my truck and strutted up to his thick bullet proof glass double doors. Why he had bullet proof glass in his doors, I didn't know and it wasn't my business to ask. I came to get my freak on, so it never crossed my mind to inquire. I rang the doorbell and waited for him to answer. When he did, my mouth damn near fell open. He stood before me shirtless, with a pair of black baggy sweatpants on. I could see his perfectly sculptured abdomen and the Sexy 'V' of his abdomen. His chest was poked out and he had a glass of wine in his hand. Travis was truly a beautiful man.
I loved his low cut fade with his waves spinning out of control. His sexy huge brown eyes were sparkling. I guess my mouth was hanging too low because he laughed and told me to pick up my jaw. I stepped inside, waiting for him to close the door, and then I took off my coat. His beautiful brown eyes scanned my body up and down, while giving a wink of approval.
"You want some wine?" he asked, while turning towards the basement door down to the bar.
"Sure." I responded.
I sat on the love seat as I watched Travis pour my wine. My panties were already hot and sticky with my juices. Travis had a way of making me soak my panties until I had to eventually take them off from sticking to me. He handed me my glass and sat next to me on the sofa.
"So, what were you up to today? You had to be bored calling me questioning me about my shit." His tone was normal so I wasn't going to go off.
"No, I wasn't bored. I just needed to know who she was and if you were fucking her the same way that you fuck me," I stated bitterly.
I still had to admit that I was angry just thinking about the possibility that he may have slept with that woman in his house and in the bed we have sex together in.
He rolled his eyes, and took a sip of wine. "Yo, you need to quit worrying about that. Ain't none of your business, girl. And for your information, I didn't sleep with her. She sucked my dick, and then took her ass home."
I blinked. Did he just say he didn't sleep with her? I rolled my eyes and sucked my teeth.