“Instead of apologizing, they bought the girls a new bedroom set. I didn’t have the energy to be pissed at them for long, so I let it go. They can’t stand Cairo though. I had 100 percent of their support when I told them we were divorcing and why.”
“Yet they gave their son a pass for the same behavior.” He shook his head. “That makes no sense.”
“It doesn’t. My mother says they don’t agree with Karlos’s behavior, but they didn’t feel it was my place to tell my sister-in-law. They think I should’ve let her find out on her own like I did.”
“How she found out shouldn’t matter, but I suppose that made sense to them.”
I shared a bit more about our family dynamic on our way back to my place. I didn’t want him to think my parents didn’tlove me or mistreated me, because that wasn’t the case at all. Until they were grandparents, they showed very little affection. Even though it appeared my brother was their favorite, he didn’t receive any more affection from them than I did, but they definitely let him get away with more.
“What do you want to do on our last night together?” I asked as we entered my home.
“I can think of a few things.”
“Care to share?”
“I could start by tying you up and blindfolding you before I eat your pussy from the front, back, and side. I saw that little vibrator in the drawer next to your bed. I could?—”
“I’ll meet you in the bedroom.”
He grabbed my wrist, stopping me in my tracks.
“I think I want to start in the kitchen. Take those panties off and hop on that counter.”
“Who said I was wearing panties?”
As we rushed toward the kitchen, the doorbell chimed.
“It’s probably just a delivery. You got thirty seconds to get that mouth ready.”
I made a detour to the front door while he continued to the kitchen. If I lived in the suburbs, I would leave the package on my porch, but that was risky. Although I lived in what most considered a decent neighborhood, I’d had a few packages stolen.
Without confirming who it was, I opened the door and found Cairo and our daughters. As they always did, the girls hugged my waist and legs before coming inside. Thankfully, before they got away from me, I remembered it was Saturday, and Cairo had brought them home a day early.
“Hold on, girls.” I kneeled down to their level. “Mommy needs to talk to Daddy about something very important. Please go to your room, close the door, put on your headphones, andplay on your iPads for a little while. Mommy will come and get you when I’m done talking to Daddy.”
“Okay, Mommy,” they sang innocently before I kissed their foreheads.
Thankfully, their room was on the opposite side of the house from the kitchen, and they wouldn’t see Elias on the way. Once they were in their room with the door closed, Elias peeked around the corner.
“I’ll grab my things,” he whispered with a tone and expression that told me he knew exactly what was happening.
“It’s Saturday, Cairo.”
“I know. Are you saying you don’t want your kids?”
“No, nigga. You know that’s not what I’m saying. You’re not supposed to bring them until tomorrow.”
“You just don’t want your company to leave,” he said, sounding like the little ass boy that he was.
“You’re right! I don’t want my company to leave because he was about to eat my pussy and my ass and fuck me until he had to leave tomorrow. Is that what you wanted to hear?”
“Did you just tell me you fucking that nigga in the same house where your kids lay their heads? I bet the judge would love to hear that.”
I sighed. “Are you serious right now? I’m not fucking him in their beds. You wanna go back to court because I’m getting some dick that is remarkably better than yours?”
“I can’t believe you’re out here acting like a ho. Did you forget you have daughters?”
“Nigga, you forgot you had a wife and daughters when you were fucking every bitch that would give you the time of day. Cairo, I’m not about to do this with you now, or ever. You’re lucky I’m not ready for the girls to meet Elias. I’d turn this gotcha moment into family day with their new stepdaddy. Get the fuck off my porch.”