I received an exciting letter in the mail that added to my old flame I must admit for the 1st year I did try the whole wife thing, but temptations and my hunger just cannot be filled.

Dear Neisha

I see you put me in your book, I remember you too. I came across your book by accident, but the crazy thing is I read the whole thing. You are wild as hell you found a random nigga to be your husband just to sneak and be a homewrecker, I’m not sure what to think…

No matter what you didn’t have anything to do with Keonna cheating on me, it was something that she was known for, and I tried to put up with her shit. Truth be told, I miss you, and reading this only proved my point I am deeply attracted to women like you.

I hope this letter reaches you! I want to hear you scream in my ear again plus I need some honey for my bread if you know what I mean in the back of the letter is my number and more info about me.

I know for a fact you won’t be tied down very long, You ain't built to be caged up by nobody but me. I live in Atlanta, so I’m not hard to find, Thanks for not using my real name I see you ain't a snitch and I love that shit

I don’t want a relationship I just want to see you on my dick again! I see you can take a bullet or two that shit sexy as fuck! Anyways answer when I call, I’m not going to wait on you to call imma call you and fly you out to this dick.

My hunger growled non stop after reading that letter I had to go and find a fix and quick. I was over the married shit.

MY LITTLE SECRET PT 2: SNEAK PEAK.

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep I entered the code into the keypad for the gate to my house to open. I left the key on my desk at the office. The gate slowly opened, and I drove up the driveway. My top was down on my Mercedes as I pulled up into the garage the weather was beautiful, with the sun beaming and the wind blowing.

I exited my car and walked into the house, the sun beamed through the windows in the kitchen. “How was work?” desmond asked, greeting me. “it was just like any other day,” I told him. “That booty sitting up in those work pants.” He said, grabbing me.

“Des, you know how I do!” I licked my lips at him. The fire in our marriage was gone, and I wonder if he even knew. I lost the fucks to give when I met my first crazy client, and he fucked me in my office all over my desk. Des and I haven’t touched each other in a month, so the scars and bruises were pretty much gone. I’m not a cheater, so I was at the point where the divorce papers were already in the mail.

This was my first official marriage and desmonds second. Why the fuck did Desmond forget his vows to me? He keeps trying to give me that soft shit he doesn’t even fuck in public anymore. Our last video was done two years ago.

It has over a billion views on major porn sites. I was hoping that Desmond would find somebody else. But his loyalty is draining. “Babe,” he said, snapping me out my thoughts. “yes, des?” I responded. “you still love me, right?” “can this cold heart even love?” I replied. “See there you go with that shit again,” he snapped. “Why can’t you just give me a straight answer?” he growled.

“Why you won’t like the answer,” I told him. “You knew who I was when we got married,” I dismissed him. “well, damn, you have to grow up at some point, NEISHA,” he yelled. “Desmond, I was doing fine without you. Don’t ever forget that shit,” I said, walking out of the kitchen. “were you really?” “doing just fine jumping dick to dick like a fucking t.h.o.t?”

“you married me!” I yelled, slamming my fist on the wall. “I wish I didn’t,” I heard him mumbled under his breath. What the fuck were we doing this was a fun ride, and it was never meant to be permanent even a car has miles.

I just wanted to push him enough so that he would leave, this way he wouldn’t get hurt, and realized that he played himself. I was okay with either approach. The papers were on their way I filed for divorce, and I didn’t want shit he had. Did I love desmond? I couldn’t have; otherwise, it wouldn’t be over so fast. But then again, he changed. As soon as he found out children weren’t apart of the package, it seemed that I wasn’t enough. The energy he uses to have for me left, and I felt that shit! So, he fled first, so why does he keep asking me if I love him? Do you fucking love me? But I don’t want or need that answer.

My snap pinged I had a message. I looked at my phone Tee sent me a snap of the staple, and it was empty, and I wasn’t happy about that. I needed to get back to work, pimping prostitution sex trade. I was in a dangerous business, but I didn’t allow children or teens to get involved adults only, and I didn’t force coheres anybody to join.

I walked past desmond and headed for the door. “where are you going?” he grabbed the door, preventing me from leaving. “desmond move the fuck out my way” this was our 15th argument in this month alone. I knew it was only a matter of time. “WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING?” he yelled. “somewhere that’s going to make me happy, desmond,” I replied. “you and these childish ass answers!” “what the fuck were you always like this?” he said, putting his hand on his forehead, and leaning on the back door.

 I looked at Neisha in her eyes; something was off; she didn’t make eye contact anymore, and I was just so damn tired. I felt like I was holding her captive, and it wasn’t fair to me, She uses to have a look in her eyes when she looked at me now; it’s merely a chore for her to even stand near me. “Neisha, what do you want from me?” “Happiness,” she replied, and that shit hurt like hell. How the fuck wasn’t she happy? I wasn’t fucking delighted. I thought she was just going through a phase and needed a good man, but that was far from the case, she is broken, and nobody can fix that shit.

 I tried to get us to go to counseling, but she refused. Why the fuck was I even here then. Like even now, she is standing in front of me and not looking at me. I knew who she was when I married her, but I thought even she could change. Something was off; it was hot as fuck outside, but she’s only been wearing pants and turtle necks; she used to walk around looking like a sexy teacher.

 I knew she was fucking somebody! I wasn’t that upset because she wasn’t the type to settle down with any nigga.

What the fuck did I think she settled down for me.

I grabbed her by her neck! I don’t know what came over me. I slammed her into the island, and it brought back memories; it didn’t make my dick hard it made me mad. She got wet for anybody!

I tighten my grip around her neck, and she started smiling. And that look that I fell in love with was back in her eyes. It hurt like hell; she didn’t look at me with passion; it was all lust. I grabbed her pussy, squeezing it in my palm, and she moaned. I pulled at her work pants ripping them off her body. Then made my way to her turtleneck, I wanted to see the body that made me leave my wife. I tore a hole through her turtleneck and didn’t stop until it was complete rags. She was in front of me with her back on the island, and what I expected to see were sexy bra and panties and sexy glowing brown flawless, smooth skin. Instead, I saw bruises and scratches I moved my hand and noticed the mark that she had on her neck it wasn’t just me.

I check her whole body, and as I expected somebody was all up in my territory and I couldn’t hide my facial expression, I wanted to throw her entire body into the trash and just leave.

I spread her legs open, and her juices leaked out, what use to turn me on was making me sick to my stomach.

I unzipped my pants and pulled out my flaccid dick and slide it against her wet dripping pussy, trying to get a rise, however, the disgust I felt was making that impossible.

I was going to fuck her good and then tell her that I wanted a divorce.

I closed my eyes and pictured her as I got the idea to propose the love that I thought that we had for each other, but it wasn’t even close. My dick rose, and I rammed it inside her picking her up and slamming her on my dick, she cried, and I wondered if she was faking it, her pussy is always dripping and jerking she’s a nympho.

Neisha:

Desmond was making a weird-ass face, but sex felt so good. He was finally fucking me! I didn’t need to go to the stable It could wait till tomorrow I just wanted this moment to last. “Yes, des,” I moaned, clawing his upper back. He jerked and covered my mouth. His eyes stayed close the whole time, and that was strange, but he kept going. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tried to kiss him, but he avoided the kiss.

I clenched my muscles, and he groaned, but his eyes stayed closed.

“look at me des,” I moaned. I was close to my nut, and his face was going to be what I needed to finish. When he opened his eyes, he looked sad as fuck, which made me lose my nut. “I want…” he groaned. “yes, desmond,” I moaned. I felt strange he wasn’t giving off aggressive energy anymore. “I want…” he said again. “what?” I asked again. “I want a child,” he said, putting me down. The air was tense, and he wouldn’t look at me. “I can’t have children des you know that,” I said. “I know I want a child from somebody else,” he said with his voice cracking. “you want a divorce des?” I asked the moment had finally come. “is that what you want, Neisha?” “Why did you waste my time?” he asked, looking me in my nonexistent soul.

“what the fuck do you want des,” I asked him I was just about ready to air out the room, I couldn’t deal with this soft shit.

“I want a divorce,” he replied. “I want you to just change and love me” “I want a child” “I want a complete life,” he said, putting his slippery dick away. “Me too, des,” I said. “I’m confused because I really do love you,” he said throwing shots. “fine des I don’t love you I thought I did” “I’m tired of this fake as box you got me in” “I tried to change I did for a year, and then I realized that that shit is short-lived” I took the ring off my finger and put it on the island. “I’m ready for a divorce, but more importantly, I sent for the divorce papers already.”

“wow, so when were you going to tell me?” des asked. “When they came, I was going to think about it.” “think about it?” “you already had your mind made up” “fuck you, Neisha damn; this shit hurt,” he said. “well, now you know how your wife must have felt” I threw dense shade at him. That’s was fucked up even on my part. “well, don’t forget how sleeping with a woman’s man almost cost you your life” “Damn dick is that important” “you have a problem Isha” he yelled.

“good dick,” I said, snapping at him. “I don’t remember ever being hurt over you,” I stabbed him.

“Have you looked at your fucking body” “Are you into torture now?” he walked up to me. He shook his head with a look of hate. “fuck it, Neisha I’m done, I was seriously over here thinking about letting you have a side nigga to keep this marriage going” “FUCK YOU NEISHA I SWEAR” he yelled. My snap pinged in my purse, and I reached for my phone. “See you can’t even give me your attention long enough,” he yelled, snatching my phone and tossing it into the wall. “what the fuck?” I yelled he had lost his mind.

“Buy another one; we got the money,” he snapped. “I didn’t need to hire a private investigator because the evidence is on your body” “were you always this foul and toxic?” he asked. “Did you really ever love me, des?” I asked. I wanted him to stop lying and throwing it in my face; he was a hypocrite.

I needed to get back to work sex sells, and I had more interviews to go to.

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