#Jean fucking cherishes those dog bowls

[aliensinstarlight]

I am inclined to share a dumbass headcanon me and my friend made about Jean François and his seemingly endless supply of dog bowls-

It’s all just gifts bunny gave him because bunny is the type to give the same gift over and over again because he can’t put brain power into thinking of new gifts for each special occasion 😭

[maree-ff]

Epilogue: It’s Our Anniversary PI

CAMILA

Looking next to me I smiled at the sight of Dre knocked out. Today is a very special and important day for us because it’s June 21. Which means it’s our anniversary. I’ve got something planned for this husband of mine and I’m so anxious to see his face when I surprise him. He has no idea what I’ve been up to and honestly I wish he did to take off some of this anxiety off my shoulders.

Taking a deep breath I very carefully got out of bed and tiptoed to our bathroom to freshen myself up. With the door closed I flipped the lights on and began to prep myself for the long day ahead of me. Anytime an intimate celebration occurs like birthdays, anniversaries, Father’s Day, Mother’s Day, and Valentine’s Day, Dre is always super horny. Normally he’s got stamina to last a lifetime. However on those specific days, he’s got the energy for sex of like three adolescent boys who all just learned how to achieve an orgasm. It’s nothing to complain about being that I’ve grown to be so infatuated with sex now that I have one consistent man in my life.

All week long I’ve been taking care of myself and my body so I can be perfect in my own mind. I know that no one is actually perfect but I like to at least feel perfect for my man, especially when he really needs some good loving. I spoke with Matt about the day I have planned and they agreed to keep the kids. A huge wave of relief washed over me when she said yes to my request. I love my kids more than I love myself but today is about their father and I. With that being said I need today to go as close to perfect as it can.

Finishing up in the bathroom I crept over to the closet to find something to wear. Shutting the door quietly I flipped the switch and watched the room light up. As I was pacing back and forth in front of my clothes in nothing but a pair of Dre’s briefs I realized the dogs haven’t gone out this morning. Grabbing one of Andre’s flannels I slipped into it and quietly left the room. Last year on Kenja’s birthday and Jorden’s birthday Andre brought home puppies. Both are full bred Pitbulls who have gotten so big! The kids fell in love with the puppies so quickly, I had to say yes to keeping them in our home.

Opening the door to the girl's room I saw Brix and Blu laying on the bed asleep. I stepped into the room and Blu opened one eye and looked my way. “Outside?” I said. He jumped off the bed and Brix was soon to follow. I was pleased to find out they were brothers. It made me feel good they weren’t separated as babies. “Downstairs, go.” Closing the girl’s room door I followed behind them to the living room. They were both excited to go outside telling me they must have been holding in their business. As soon as the back door opened they both ran to their personalized spots. The weather feels good outside but I don’t want to leave the boys out here all day while they’re gone. I’ll probably have them stay in the spare room daddy set up just for them.

Brix came back over first showing me lots of love. “Good morning Brixy..” I squatted down to his level returning the affection and earning even more back. I love our dogs so much. They’re both so protective of the kids and that’s why Andre brought them home to begin with. Once the boys know you and don’t feel you are a threat to them, they’re super friendly. But if new people come around, Brix and Blu never leave the kids side. And Jorden gets followed everywhere because he’s technically still the baby. Blu joined in our little pow wow and soon they were hyped up on energy.

“Come on, it’s time to eat. Go inside.” Standing up and opening the door I waved them inside. They ran upstairs to the kitchen with me trailing behind. Like clockwork and due to excellent training they waited next to their bowls sitting patiently and quietly. After the boys were fed I resumed the start to my day, back in the closet. I didn’t want the dogs to wake up Andre so I shut our bedroom which they hate. Standing in front of my clothes I thought over what to wear until tonight. I’ve got a busy day planned for us. My outfit for tonight while we’re out is crazy sexy. So I wanna stay low key until the sun goes down.

Throwing on something casual I slapped myself in the forehead at how long I’ve been wasting time. Pushing my feet into my NMD’s I rushed out of the closet to find Dre to work tossing and turning.

“Baby..” He groaned feeling around for me.

Covering my mouth to muffle my laughter I walked over to the bed and ran my finger down the sole of his foot.

“Where are you?” He groaned again before sitting up and turning over. He met my eyes then moved down my body. “You leaving?” Dre rubbed his eye and reached over to the grab his phone off the headboard. When his screen lit his face up he slowly looked up at me and frowned.

“Don’t look like that baby.” I cooed walking around to his side and standing next to him.

“Where are you going this early?” He sniffled, tossing his phone on the bed and lifted me onto his lap.

“Take care of a few things, I’ll be back in a little while.” I said, kissing his cheek. He caught me and captured my lips taking me by surprise. He left sometime between after I fell asleep and before I woke up. I can tell because I can still taste the cranberry juice he had too. He never skips that morning cup. That’s his own personal coffee.

Without a word he laid me on my back and took my sneakers off. He then hurriedly ripped my jeans off of me. He did a small stretch and literally dove face first in between my legs. To say I wasn’t surprised would be a lie when in deed I am shocked.

“Don’t stop..” I moaned grabbing my hair and completely messing it up. Rotating and swirling my hips all on his face to truly savor this feeling.

“Pussy dripping like a faucet.” I heard him say against my flesh. Him shaking his head backwards and forth quickly had my legs rising in the air.

“Babe, I’m coming back, it’s not like I’m leaving forever..shit.” I panted feeling my throat dry up. I tried not feed into his way of keeping me stuck in bed but my goodness, I just might have to.

Dre pushed on with his pleasant assault and ended up fucking me on the couch. He just got his first nut off for today and now we’re laid out on top of each other. Lifting my face out of his chest I looked up to see him already looking at me.

“Hi.” I managed to get one word out and it has be something as plain as ‘hi’.

“Hey, you still trying to leave?” He asked, sitting up and stretching his arms above his head.

“Well yeah but the way you make it sound makes me not want to go. Go get in the shower and get yourself together. I’ll be back in like an hour or so.” Sitting up I pushed my hair back and searched around for my clothes.

When I realized my clothes were all the way across the room I frowned. This is our new home and it fits our family so perfectly. It’s a little big for my liking but with three kids and two full grown dogs, we fill up the space just fine. So much has happened since we got married and I swear I can’t keep up with the changes sometimes. It’s like this deep rooted voice that will never go away or make you forget about it, that is constantly trying to keep you sane. That voice is telling to step back and really pay attention to what events occur in my life. Things are never too good for too long.

Shaking my head to rid the negative thoughts from my mind I looked back at him. He was analyzing my every move. I felt it the entire time I was just zoned out a minute ago.

“What’s wrong now?” He sighed, standing up and bringing me with him.

“Nothing.” I lied as he hoisted me up to carry me to the bed.

“Talk to me. What’s bothering my beautiful wife?” He asked, rubbing my lower back as he walked to the room. I laid my head on his shoulder and lazily threw my arms around his neck.

“It’s nothing I want you worry about.” I mumbled in a childlike voice.

Dre chuckled at me sounding like a child and set me on the edge of the bed. He went into the bathroom and stood at the sink, starting to brush his teeth, surely for the second time.

“You took the boys out already?” He asked.

“Yes. They’ve already eaten too.” I replied. Throwing my body back on my bed I shifted my head away from the puddle I left from earlier. As I was watching the fan blades spin I zoned out again listening to Dre busy himself. I really hate to be such a negative minded woman especially since I have so much to be grateful for. However, I really can’t shake this damn voice. It’s become the chip on my shoulder that won’t lighten its load.

Lifting my left hand in the air I mentally drooled at my left hand. When Andre slid that ring on my finger on our actual wedding day, he blew me the hell away. My engagement ring was just the warm up and but paired with my wedding ring, the combination is a beautiful one.

I hate that I feel so materialistic over a rock but because these rocks came from the man I love so dearly, I’ll cherish them forever. Your girl was on cloud nine when Dre proposed because of the way he did it. He had the girls involved and being pregnant with Jo at that time made the moment feel that much more special to me. I still have everything that I’ve ever wanted out of life.

“Happy anniversary baby.” Dre spoke out of nowhere. Dropping my hand I looked over towards the bathroom and saw him leaning against the bed pole with a bag in his hand.

Sitting up in my spot I felt my heart thumping in my chest the closer he walked over to me.

“What’s this?” I asked in a hushed tone.

Dre sat next to me and emptied the bag to pull out two little square shaped boxes. Tucking my hair behind my ear I patiently waited as he opened one box and then the other. My eyes widened seeing six micro diamond eternity bands. Three rose gold and three silver rings sat beautifully in their boxes.

“I remember you showing me a ring similar to this one a long time ago. I never mentioned them before because I figured you had forgotten these and it just so happen the situation turned out well for me.” He said, setting the boxes aside and running his hand across my thigh. “Thank you for everything. We’ve been putting up with each other for how long now? About six..seven years? Damn that’s a long ass time. I know I may say this a lot but I owe it all you Cam I really do. You have saved my life in more ways than one and in return I hope I’ve at least given you half of that. No matter what, I’m always going to love you. You have my heart forever.” Dre preached sounding a bit choked up.

“Aw baby..” Moaning at much of a softy this man is I threw myself onto him and wrapped my arms around him tightly. “Thank you. They’re so beautiful but they’re perfect because they came from you.” Kissing the side of his neck I lifted my head. “Te quiero con todo mi corazon..” I beamed.

“I love you more baby girl.” We leaned in simultaneously and as soon as our lips touched, my mind was only focused on one thing now.

Stepping out of the car and locking it I walked into the dealership looking around for Allan. Not seeing him or hearing his voice I walked over to the desk that wasn’t too far ahead of me.

“How can I help you today miss?” The older woman asked kindly.

“I have an appointment with Allan at one but I’m here earlier than expected so I was wondering if could I see him.” The lady penciled me in and called a number and escorted me to wait for Allan.

While I sat, I gawked at my new rings watching the sunlight bounce off of them. I tilted my hand in different directions to see which would make the rings shine the best.

“Ah, Camila, it’s so nice to see you again.” A voice spoke to me. Looking up to see Allan walking toward me. Standing up in my seat I met him halfway for a proper side hug.

“Allan, finally! How’s the car?” I want to jump right into this last meeting with him. He and I have been meeting twice a week for the last month to discuss the surprise I have for Dre. Ever since I’ve know Dre, he’s been a car man. Right now he’s got a Jaguar XF, a Lexus RC F, and a truck that I’ve forgotten the name of which is at his mom’s house.

“It’s all ready to go. He still doesn’t know yet?” Allan led me back to his office and shut the door, going around to sit at his computer.

“No clue. He’s going to lose his damn mind when he sees this car.” I’m beaming with excitement. I can’t wait to drive papi’s new car back to the house and surprise him with it. Dre has been going on and on about how badly he wants to a Maserati. He’s been working so hard day in and day out and I know he’s probably forgotten about the car.

So as an anniversary gift to him I got him a 2017 Maserati Quattroporte GTS. The car is customized from the hood down to the engine. Allan really broke down the basics of car mechanics and the parts during this little project. I still can’t hold a conversation about cars but I know a little more thanks to him. Allan got the final paperwork squared away and I made my last payment on the car. The car is paid in full so the only thing Dre has to pay for is the maintenance, gas and insurance.

Once we finished up in the office Allan went over a little more about what new changes were made to the car as we walked to the back. Dre has two favorite colors. Royal blue and orange. The paint on the car is royal blue. That is not an upfront option when choosing this particular Maserati model. I paid extra to get that perfect shade of blue. The factory interior is mostly a chestnut brown with a black dash and wood grain along the doors and around the gear shift. But me knowing that Dre wants his dream car to be an actual dream, I got that changed too so it’s all made from vegan leather. The seats are coated in a beautiful orange color. The bottom part of the dash going across the glove box is laack and everything behind the steering wheel is orange. His steering wheel is mostly black with that same royal blue on the sides for better grip. I got them cushioned since that’s what Dre likes.

On the headrests, the Maserati logo was hand stitched in blue thread. I even convinced the mechanic I hand picked, Xavier, to add in LED interior lights that only activate when it’s nighttime. They’re blue of course. We made it to the back so Allan suggested I stay outside so he can drive the car out of the garage.

“Oh gosh I’m nervous.” I mumbled, looking over at Xavier.

“Yo this car is one of my favorites. You picked some amazing colors to customize this car with. It’s fucking beautiful. Dre is a lucky ass man. He’s gonna be so damn happy to driving this.” Xavier said coming to stand next to me as the garage door lifted.

“Those are his favorite colors. I’m so excited for him to see the car. He still has no idea which is what is making the surprise that much more intense for me.” My cheeks hurt just from thinking about the look that’ll be on papi’s face when he sees this car.

“You did a really great job and for someone who doesn’t know shit about cars, you leaned quick. Most women that I’ve met in a professional setting that want to get a car custom made don’t put in half the effort you did. Like I can tell just from this project that Dre means a lot to you and that you’d do anything for him. Including learn about cars and the parts.” Xavier and I made more small talk but when I heard that engine turn over I shut the hell up. We stood off to the side and when I tell you I couldn’t even speak when Allan drove out, I’m so serious.

Slapping my hand over my mouth I walked around the car to get a nice look at what the guys and I came up with.

“How amazing is it?” Xavier asked with his arms spread wide.

“It’s so fucking sexy. Thank you both so much for everything.” Going over to the guys I hugged them appropriately and accepted the box of keys. After we all talked some more I had to call Jess and ask her to come up here so she can drive my car back to her house. She used an Uber and once she got here we talked briefly and then she left with my car.

As soon as I got settled in the front seat Dre was calling me. Quickly answering it I buckled my seatbelt and drove out of the lot.

“Hi baby.” I spoke, stopping at the stop sign to look both ways.

“Hey baby girl, where you at?” He asked sounding like he was outside.

“On my way back home. Is everything ok?” I asked taking off down to the street. Good thing this bad boy drives smooth or else Dre would’ve noticed something is off. My car sounds nothing like this and Dre would’ve easily picked up on the different noise.

“Yeah yeah everything is cool. I’m hungry and I need you in front of me.” See what did I tell you? He’s extra hungry for affection today. That’s fine because no matter how much we get down during the day time, he’ll be restored by tonight. Jumping on the highway I moved all the way over to the far left lane that’s going to take me back to Glendale.

“Oh really?” A smirk crept onto my face as I got off the exit after riding in one lane for a good four miles. I’m like ten minutes from home so I’m excited to see what he’s up to. “Are you dressed?” I’m just now remembering when I left him all he had on were boxers so I hope he listened to me.

“Yes mama I’m dressed. Why do you keep asking me that? What you up to girl?” The skepticism in his voice has me dying of laughter.

“Nothing papi I’m just making sure you’re not still in your underwear. So what did you want to get into today?” I changed the subject before I spill my master plan over the phone.

“The only thing I want to get into you is you baby. That’s all. I don’t need anything but you. You have something in mind? If you do just say it and I’ll take care of it. You get whatever you want.” My panties are soaked at how affectionate Dre is being today. Not to mention he’s in such good spirits.

The sun bounced off of my hand drawing my attention to my rings for a second. A huge smile was plastered on myself as I rounded the corner and turned on our street. Stopping a few houses down I threw the car in park thinking of a way to do this.

“Of course I have something in mind. I wouldn’t be myself otherwise. Baby, I need you to come help me get something out of the car. It’s a box in the trunk that’s too big for me to carry.” I lied through my smile.

Dre moved around and soon I heard a door open. He must have been out back. “Yeah, I’m coming.” He mumbled continuing to walk. I sat still for a minute waiting for him to let me know he’s outside. “Where you at? What you need help with?” He huffed into the receiver.

“I’m coming down the street just give a second.” Shifting the car to drive I slowly pulled off and went closer to our house. The butterflies in my stomach are driving me crazy. I’ve never been this nervous to present someone with a gift before.

When I looked outside to see Dre leaning up against his Jag I eased my way in the driveway. The windows are heavily tinted so he can’t even see me in here. Dre turned around and gave off a confused look. Jesucristo, this man is too damn good looking for his own good. Standing there with his legs crossed in the most perfect color and tint combination. Kenja’s favorite color, light blue, and his white Retro 4s. I know the name of these Jordan’s only because I’ve had to by Jo four pair of them. He’s obsessed with those sneakers thanks to his grandmother and uncle getting him pair number one.

“Camila..” He sighed, pushing off his car not removing the phone from his ear.

Licking my lips quickly, I switched the gear to park and hung up on him. I turned the car off so that way he can start it up himself. He might bust a nut when he hears the sound this car makes. Grabbing the box from the cup holder I neatly set the keys inside. Bracing myself for the moment of truth I pushed on the door until it was wide enough for me to step out of the car. With the door left open I slowly walked up to him.

“Camila..tell me you didn’t..” Dre looks so lost right now. He glanced back and forth between my hand, the car and myself.

“Happy anniversary baby boy. I have been putting in so much work to make this car perfect for you. I know you’ve always dreamed of having this car and I figured today is as good as any day to present you with your dream car.” I smiled, holding my hand out. I took the lid off the box so he could see the single key.

“How did you do this? How did you know which one I wanted? This ain’t mine. You’re fucking with me right?” He smacked his lips and walked closer to me.

Shaking my head I set the box in his hand just watching his smile spread and consume him. The life and joy in his eyes is all I need to see today. This moment right here is what I’ve kept dreaming of throughout this entire process.

“This isn’t a joke?” He quizzed seriously.

“No Dre it’s not. It’s your car.” Closing our distance I threw my arm around his neck and looked over at his new whip.

“Damn..this is a bad bitch. You remembered my favorite color too. Shit baby, thank you so much.” He chuckled picking me up and carrying me over to the car. He gently sat me on the hood and slid the key box in his back pocket.

“Go test drive it.” I suggested careful not to get my sandals on the hood.

“Not yet. I’m still hungry.” He smirked pushing me up further on the hood. Slipping my feet out of my sandals I let them fall in front of the car.

Looking around us I didn’t see anyone nearby. Dre hiked my dress up and pinned me down. He moved my panties to the side and went down on me without another word. His big lips devoured my pussy like he has never had it before.

“Dre, what if people see?” I panted, rolling my hips on his face. He gripped my thighs and pushed that tongue of his deeper into my box.

“Fuck ‘em.” He mumbled, not allowing of my juices to run down and get on the car. I felt my clit swell like a balloon as he wrapped his lips around it and sucked at it with no mercy.

Today is a day for us to celebrate our relationship without any shame. So here we are outside of our home enjoying one another on the hood of his new car. Biting my lip I opened my eyes to look up at the sky. The clouds were moving by and then I spotted a rainbow. Or at least that’s what I think I saw.

While Dre continued to please me I ran my fingers through his hair while getting lost in the moment and my own thoughts. Six years. These past six years with Andre have totally made up for those six years I spent alone as a single parent. Everyday I woke up with regret for severing the relationship between my little girl and her biological father. It still gets to me sometimes that I hindered a relationship before it even had a chance to develop. But with everything that I’ve been through with Dre, I don’t feel as guilty as often. Andre is the best father ever to our kids. Like I can’t imagine meeting any other man at Truth six years ago as of today.

I had my second child whom is the cutest little boy in the world. I was engaged at one point, my mother passed away, Andre was locked up, that bullshit with those goddamn Russians and the legal system. Oh and I can’t forget about Gerrard’s stupid ass. All of that is done and over with. I’m not sure what else this life of mine is going to bring me but as long as I have my family, I’ll be okay.

I felt a draft slide under my dress, hardening my nipples in the process. My back arched off the hood whilst my chest heaved up and down out of passion and I curled my toes out of reflex. Laying back on my hands I sat perfectly still watching Dre plant three little hickies on both of my inner thighs.

“Ya ass hurt?” He asked just as he came up for a little air.

Shaking my head I pulled him up to my face by his shirt. I didn’t squeeze too hard or else the fabric would wrinkle.

“I have enough cushion.” I shrugged, feeling liquid run down my leg. Just as I was about reach down to wipe it away, Dre picked up my leg and brushed his fingers up and down my opening.

“Is that really necessary? You have neighbors you know?” A third party spoke suddenly, making their existence known. Both Dre and I looked around to find who was talking to us.

I tugged on my dress but Dre stopped me. A moment later we came face to face with a man who lives a couple of houses down.

“Mind your business.” Dre warned, grabbing my chin with force and leaning in where he smashed his lips into mine.

The sudden force behind his actions was clearly an act of resistance from our very nosy neighbor.

“You have a house right behind you! Take your personal fun in there and continue. There are children who live around here who can see you two!” The guy continued sounding like he was closer.

With reluctance Dre separated from me and wiped his bottom lip.

“Andre, don’t do anything stupid. Just let it go.” I warned, clutching his belt loops.

“I’m not.” He nodded before looking beyond me. “You got thirty seconds to get the fuck off my property before I put my hands on you old man. This is my house, my land, my wife, and my car. So if we decide to have a little fun on the hood of MY car in OUR driveway then that’s what the fuck WE WILL do. Get outta my face.” He barked with an irate expression on his face.

Pulling my dress down I grabbed Dre’s hand and led him inside. Closing the door behind us and locking it I dragged him upstairs and down the hall to our room.

“You were saying..” I sang sensually. Climbing onto our neatly made bed and laying back on my arms I never looked away from him. He eyed me in silence undressing himself while we carried on our staring match. Time for round two.

A boat ride in Santa Barbara, the LA Dodgers game, couples massage, sex in the dressing room of some random lingerie store, and a long and very fast drive in his new car up and down the coast of the state. Can you say tired? By the time I got to kick my feet up I swear I had a mini orgasm. Looking over at the clock I ended up jumping off the bed to go get a shower in. It’s going on ten thirty and I’m not even close to being ready. I hauled ass washing my body down and touching up some areas with my razor.

Counting backwards to calculate how long I’ve got left I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. I pushed the door close and reached for my towel to pat myself down. Dre left me a note saying that he has a surprise for me. So he gave me instructions to follow before going to meet him.

I zipped through all of the necessary little steps so I could get my makeup out of the way. Once that was taken care of I got to work on straightening my hair. I sped through that but then I went back to make sure it was perfect all over my head. Leaving the bathroom and whistling lowly I watched the lights brighten up the room. Going to the bed I removed the lid off of the box I’ve had hiding between our mattress for two months. With a stupid grin on my face I removed my outfit and excitedly continued to get ready.

When Andre finally put time aside to look at the car he was speechless. He cried too. It felt amazing for me to be able to bless him with such a gift. I worked so hard to save up for that car just to pay it in full. It’s not about the money for me. This car was about giving my husband something he’s dreamt of for so many years.

Pulling my dress over my hips I brought it up and slid my arms into the sleeves. Turning to my right I swept my hair over to one side watching the end of it all bounce off my hip. I picked up the zipper to seal me in. I smoothed out the fabric and sat on the edge of the bed to get my heels on. Once I had all that squared away I looked at my hands to see if I was wearing too many rings. Deciding to keep all eight on my hand I unclasped my necklace and hung it up and swapped that for the choker that matches my heels. Walking into the bathroom I noticed a little bag I hadn’t before. Going to it I looked inside to see a brand new bottle of Daisy Dream. A red piece of paper was taped underneath the bag reading ‘I got the right one this time..sorry about the mixup on the last bottle. I love u baby!’

“Goofy ass..” I chuckled, shaking my head. I spritzed the perfume on my chest, neck, wrists and behind my ears. Speedily cleaning up the room and setting a few things up for later I grabbed my little bag. This little purse is big enough for my phone without the case, gloss/chapstick, some cash and a card. It fits in one hand so it’s perfect for tonight’s occasion. I checked my Lyft app to see that my ride was here. Leaving the house and locking up behind myself, I walked over to the truck and climbed in.

“Where to?” The driver asked.

Buckling my seatbelt I looked out at my house. “Playhouse.” I said, feeling the car move and next thing I know I was on my way.

ANDRE

Setting my glass down on the table in front of me I pushed it to the side and sat back comfortably. For some odd reason it’s a lot of people in here. This entire night is bringing back a massive amount of flashbacks. I can’t believe I’m finally living in peace. After all that bullshit I still came out on top. My beautiful kids, an amazing wife, and the peace of mind that I used to fight so hard for. When Cam took me out front to really show me the car I was surprised. I was a little emotional for quite a few reasons. The first reason is due to the fact that something I’ve always dreamt of and worked so hard for is mine now. The second reason is because Camila bought it for me. I even cried a little bit.

I know exactly how much the car costs but with all the upgrades and customization that was done, the value is at least double what she paid. If I taught my wife anything valuable in relation to finance, she paid for that shit in cash and in full. Meaning ya boy doesn’t even have a car note. Before coming out tonight we had a long but relaxing day. She and I were trying to outdo each other as far as spoiling one another. Today has been one of my favorite anniversaries yet. As far as gifts go, we’re even but I’ve got something at the house that’s probably gonna make her shed a few tears.

Standing up to my feet I jogged down to the first floor to take a quick leak. I saw two girls posted up in the corner huddled together. Not paying them any close attention I kept it moving until they were out of sight. Unzipping my pants I pulled out my dick while simultaneously checking to see what time it is. She should be here soon. For as long as I can think of I’ve been wanting to recreate the night we met. Lucky for me I got two of my wildest dreams to come true in one day. Today marks that we’ve been married for two years and together for four. So our anniversary has double significance to us both.

Shaking myself off I stuffed my dick back in my boxers and fixed my clothes. I finished up in the bathroom and walked out to a fucking circus of women. They are everywhere tonight. I’ve already had to be a complete dickhead to one chick who wouldn’t stop touching me. I felt bad for yelling at her but what I asked for was simple, don’t touch me. Then there was an older woman maybe in her mid forties who kept sending me drinks. So far tonight has been a little hectic but it was nothing I couldn’t handle. I walked out onto the main floor and made my way upstairs.

“You’ve been here alone just as long as I have. What’s your game?” A soft voice said from behind me.

Stopping at the top of the stairs I turned halfway to look at the bitch who's been following me since I came in. Sighing, I turned around and continued my walk back up the second floor. The sound of her heels hitting the steps told me I would have to change my approach if I want this girl to leave me alone. I’m not about to have Camila doubting me or questioning me or anything like that. I want this night to be perfect for her. I made it up and went over to the bar to get me a shot.

Dude was wiping his hands on a black cloth before coming my way.

“What can I get you man?” He asked.

“Two shots, Hennessy.” I said sitting on the empty barstool. Guy walked away and immediately opened a brand new bottle of my favorite liquor.

“Are you gonna ignore me all night and pretend I’m not here?” I looked to my right to see her standing next to me. The smell of her perfume made me think of Cam.

“Yeah pretty much.” I chuckled dryly. Two shots were placed in front of me but the dude wasn’t anywhere near me. I picked up the first one and threw it back, reaching for the second one next. Just as I was about to swallow this shit I got the weirdest gut feeling like she was already here.

“Can I ask why? Am I not your type?” She pressed now sitting down next to me.

Quickly downing the second shot I slammed the glass down and turned around to get a good look at her.

“I’m ignoring you because I want to. And to be honest it doesn’t have shit to do with how you look.” I answered. I could tell she was shocked that I responded with a full sentence because all I’ve been doing is brushing her off or giving her one word replies.

Her eyes redirected downward and and when I realized what she was looking at I couldn’t help but laugh. It’s as if gravity was touching my face and turning my head in a different direction. From where the upstairs bar is I can see the main entrance. That’s when I saw her. I saw her walking towards the bar downstairs slipping in and out of people. I noticed a nigga trying to talk to her but she didn’t notice. Or maybe she did and just kept it moving. Either way I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. She looks so fucking beautiful. I’ve never seen that dress before either, telling me it’s new.

“So..is there someone else that has your attention or are you just one those guys who come to clubs solo and is an ass to every woman who tries to make conversation with you.” My stalker for night spoke up again but I didn’t pay her no mind. Instead I thought I’d just show her what’s got my attention.

Standing up I waited for her to follow me over to the railing knowing she would. Leaning against it I told her where to look and even helped position her so she had a clear view.

“What am I looking at?” She asked dumbfoundedly.

“You see that woman right there at the end of the bar sitting by herself..” I began. “In the red dress?”

“Yeah.” She nodded.

“That woman right there is what’s got my attention. There’s your answer.” I shrugged standing to full height. The girl met my eyes and scrunched her face up. She’s clearly upset and confused.

“So I’ve been trying to get your attention for the past hour but some random bitch whose face you can’t even see has got your balls in her purse. Fucking ridiculous.” She snarled bitterly, trying to walk away.

Stopping her from leaving I contemplated on whether or not I wanted to contain my anger or keep my cool.

“I’m gonna let you slide for calling my wife a bitch but don’t do that again. And for future reference, if a man isn’t giving you attention after your several failed attempts then take the hint and keep it pushing. Have a good night.” Done with this conversation and this girl I headed for the steps and walked through the sea of partygoers.

Everything felt as if it was moving in slow motion as I approached the bar. Keeping quiet and calm I took a seat a couple seats away from her. I kept my actions subtle so she wouldn’t notice me just yet. Just like the first time.

“Can I get you anything miss?” The young bartender asked her, loudly over the music.

“Double shot of Hennessy please.” She replied, resting her arms on the bar top.

The bartender damn near dropped the bottle she was holding the second she saw the ring. “Those are the most beautiful rings I have ever seen. Your man has good taste.” She beamed continuing to make some drink.

Camila’s cheeks brightened at the compliment. She does that every time she gets a nice comment on her rings.

“Yeah he does.” She toyed with her rings just smiling at them like she was the only one in here. Watching her made me laugh and that’s when she looked over at me. “Couldn’t wait any longer could you.” Huffing dramatically Camila pulled her hair to one side and crossed one leg over the other.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been watching you.” I confessed seeing a couple of women look at me like I was crazy. If only they knew.

“I can only imagine.” She mumbled, turning around to accept her shots. “Thank you.” She smiled at the bartender and took both shots back to back with no problem.

“I’m actually surprised you chose dark liquor. I thought you were gonna ask for your favorite being that you and it are from the same place.” I teased, getting the same bartender’s attention. She hurriedly walked over and wiped her hands.

“Have a favorite?” She asked totally clueless.

“Get me a bottle of Bacardi and..” Pausing to look over at my wife I came up with the perfect drink to get her. “A bottle of water.” I continued, looking back at the bartender.

“Coming right up.” She breathed, walking down until she stopped at a glass case. She pulled out a key from her apron and unlocked the cabinet. When she pulled out a new bottle of Bacardi I saw a figure walk past me.

“Water huh?” Camila said suddenly.

Moving over until I was sitting right next to her I opened my legs a little and got comfortable. “What else did you expect baby? You’re a lightweight remember?” I nodded to my own true statement and leaned over to kiss her shoulder. That perfume I got her is consuming my sense of smell, putting me in a different state of mind.

“Thank you for my perfume. And I love that you got me the big bottle.” She stated, laying her hand on my thigh.

“You’re welcome.” I nodded lifting my face and looking across the bar to see the bottle and water I requested. Shifting my eyes back to her I stood on my feet. “You wanna go find some place quiet?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” She cooed, grabbing the bottle of water. Patting my pockets down to make sure I had everything I picked up the bottle and followed Cam through the crowd. I was doing well keeping up with her. I stayed hot on her ass until I stopped just to watch her walk. For the longest I’ve always found a way to sneak in some time to enjoy the way she effortlessly saunters across a room. How did I get so lucky?

My dreamy state was shot to hell when I saw Cam trying hard to get some nigga out of her way so she could continue her walk. Catching up with her I used my arm to put on some distance between him and Camila.

“Back the fuck up man. Don’t even try it.” I warned feeling Cam’s hand on back.

“I’m just trying to speak to the last that’s all bro. I don’t mean no harm or no disrespect.” He backed up a little but he didn’t move all the way to the side.

“Did she ask you nicely to move out of the way? Did she decline whatever you offered?” I rambled on, looking him square in his face.

“I mean yeah but-“

“So then you should’ve listened to her. Let me give you some advice, if she asked you nicely the first time to move or leave her alone and you keep pursuing her, she has every right to curse you out. Don’t continue to force yourself on anyone especially a woman after they’ve made it clear to leave them alone.” I preached angrily.

“Whatever nigga. Is you gone let me finish or what? It ain’t like you gone leave with her.” He mouthed off boldly.

“No, I’m not letting you finish anything. You didn’t get anywhere for two fucking reasons. She’s not interested and she’s got me.”

Camila leaned into me causing me to look down at her. She had that look in her eyes that told me I need to hurry up.

“So you think you can pull a broad a like this out yo ass and take her home? Niggas be boostin’ these days I swear.” The man bucked at me, stepped off for a bit only to come back closer than ever to Camila.

I could feel my fist ball up against her shoulder and my anger level rising. Unlinking my arm from her body I passed the bottle over to her. Grabbing the nigga by his shirt I dragged him close to my face so he could feel me breathing on him. These shots are definitely hitting me right now. I haven’t eaten since two o’clock so my stomach is empty. I’m running on straight Hennessy.

“I warned you the first time not to be all in her face. This is the last time you’re gonna hear me speak. Because if you come near my wife again, you’re gonna regret coming out tonight. Stay away from me and my wife. You understand me?” I felt how hard his heart was beating as he stared at me.

“Ight man.” He grumbled. Forcefully shoving him back I grilled him and set my hands on Cam’s hips.

“Come on baby..” I muttered, patting her butt softly. She and I disappeared from all the chaos and into one of the private lounge rooms. There’s two black massive curtain..drapes thing that cover the entryway completely. Because from the outside I couldn’t even tell if it was occupied.

Camila sat the bottles down and her purse. She reeled me into her by my belt loops. I looked down at her pretty face feeling my heart race in my chest.

“What’s wrong? You good?” I quizzed, running my palms down her arms.

“I need you right now.” She shuddered dragging her hands down my torso. She stopped at my pants started unzipping them with all seriousness.

To be continued…..

[stagesofabreakup]

Stages of a Breakup: Week 51

1. Set an alarm to get up and go to the gym

2. Get up

3. Do not go to the gym

4. Watch The Office instead

5. Decide you’ll go after you see the room you might rent

6. Go there

7. See the room

8. Meet their drug dealer who just got back from a trip to South America where he did Ayahuasca and got burned with frog venom

9. Smoke a lot of weed with your potential roommates

10. “Chill” for like 4 hours

11. Buy and eat half a whole chicken with plantains and sautéed vegetables from a restaurant nearby

12. Hang out more

13. Fall in love with the dog that lives there

14. Agree to live there even though it is very messy and has no windows because you like the people and it feels like college and New York is very isolating and you think this will be good for you overall

15. Go to a mic with one of the roommates and his girlfriend

16. You’re still very high

17. Your friend Molly is at the mic thank god

18. Talk to her

19. Be interrupted by other friends she has

20. One of them says the guy who moved out of the room you just agreed to take said it was very bad living there

21. But you don’t think it’ll bother you?

22. Worry a little

23. Go up

24. Do ok!

25. For how high you are this is a good miracle

26. Walk with Molly to a fancy grocery store, she buys a salad and ice cream, the essentials

27. Her boyfriend got an interview for a writing job!

28. Walk home with her

29. It’s rainy but nice

30. You take the train to a show one of your new roommates runs/booked you on that day because you were sitting on the couch

31. Get there very early

32. Also everyone else is late

33. Charge your phone

34. Introduce yourself to what you think is another comic but turns out to just be an audience member

35. The show is called “Permission to Fail” and you’re supposed to work on new material which you do but both your new roommates are watching and you wish you had just done the hits so they know you’re very funny

36. They have to know right?

37. It doesn’t seem to matter, they hang and talk to you afterwards

38. Look up where you’re going & you all take the train together

39. It’s fun and you like them

40. Pass by Mr. Mando’s, a grocery store/produce stand

41. Buy so much fresh fruits and vegetables and it’s only 7 dollars!!!

42. Also buy a 12 pack of Rolling Rock because you love beer and it was only 10 dollars

43. Carry it all on the train for like 40 more minutes

44. Get home

45. Cherish how clean this home is and how high the ceilings are

46. Wonder if you are making a horrible mistake

47. Wish you could call your mom and get her opinion

48. You’re also a little scared to get it but ultimately you gotta know

49. Clean out some DISGUSTING food from your refrigerator

50. Eat some good food

51. Look through a lot of your old Facebook posts

52. Have maybe a crush on one of your new roommates?

53. Think about what making out with him would be like

54. Want to masturbate because soon you’ll be losing this detachable showerhead

55. Do

56. Feel physically weak from cumming so hard

57. Sleeeeeeeeeeeep

58. Wake up

59. Masturbate again! You really don’t want to get this day started

60. Make a pros and cons list about the new apartment

61. Call your mom

62. Talk it over with her

63. She reminds you that you feel very comfortable around a lot of messy boys

64. Thrive even

65. Feel better

66. Put off going to the gym some more

67. Call your friend Rachel on the phone

68. She is great

69. It is Rihanna’s birthday!!!

70. Decide the gym isn’t happening for you today

71. Drink a beer

72. Eat some stuff

73. Get ready to cook all the fresh veggies you got yesterday

74. Instead make a list of your favorite comedians and a list of your least favorite comedians and publish them (just to Facebook, nothing fancy)

75. Watch lots and lots of The Office

76. Cry at Jim & Pam’s wedding

77. Make a big fun dish that’s so many things

78. Drink too much beer

79. Slow down

80. Request a day off from work to move

81. Wonder if you should do two?

82. Be excited about moving!!!!!!!

83. Have a really intense conversation with someone online about whether or not Amy Schumer raped someone

84. Try to think about packing since you have to do that in 7 days

85. Masturbate again

86. Be on the computer for H O U R S

87. Put on a dvd (Shooter)

88. Be shocked at how many people like David Letterman

89. Up

90. YOUR FRIEND JESSICA IS PREGNANT AND ENGAGED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

91. Omg

92. So exciting!

93. People are at an age where they are keeping their babies so that’s always shocking

94. Eat a bowl of whatever it was you made last night (mushrooms, red & yellow peppers, brocolli, corn, kielbasa, potatoes)

95. Facebook and text and Instagram for a long time

96. Like too long

97. These screens feel like a trap lately

98. Ughhhh agree to work 1.5 hours later than you were scheduled even though you really don’t want to you just need the $$

99. Request another day off for packing cause you’re stressed

100. You should text the guy to ask him to measure to see if the bed will fit but you’re scared

101. Your friend Gabe asks if you want to talk on the phone

102. You do!!!!!

103. It helps a lot

104. You text about the bed and book a TaskRabbit which is stressful because he only has a truck and you’re not sure everything will fit in there

105. He texts back with the measurements!!!! Your bed will fit!!!! Thank the lords

106. Feel anxious

107. Start packing, decide you won’t go to the gym

108. Go to work

109. Have a fun day

110. Make not that much in tips

111. Make up for it in free shrimp that a private party leaves behind

112. Go out for drinks with coworkers/managers

113. It’s so fun!

114. Spend like 25 dollars

115. Go to another bar

116. Get a little tipsy

117. Find out one of your managers is going to be your new neighbor!!!! Like on the same block neighbor!!!!

118. You can carpool home when you’re both working and it won’t be that bad!!

119. Get driven home

120. Too drunk

121. Fall asleep without drinking any water

122. Remember to put the shrimp in the refrigerator though

123. Wake up feeling bad and with a surprisingly deep cut on your finger

124. You have a message from the guy who’s room you’re taking about a deposit

125. This is stressful, no one has mentioned this to you yet

126. Decide to ignore it? Message him back you’ll talk to the roommates

127. Ugh

128. You’re supposed to hang out with your friend Gaby today but you feel like shit and need to pack

129. See a piece in GQ about Brendan Fraser and really want to send it to your ex bc he loved him and talked about him a lot (lol) but practice restraint and don’t

130. You need to start packing!

131. Eat some shrimp

132. Talk to your friend Molly on the phone for an hour

133. Go through some clothes

134. Decide to get rid of a bunch

135. A woman posts in a secret group you’re in about a breakup and a million other women immediately start commenting & it makes you excited for the response to this project, and also proud at how far you’ve come because you realized you’re not in the thick of it anymore like she is

136. But you still need some stuff and this thread is great

137. Women are so great

138. Watch a video of Tiffany Haddish meeting Oprah

139. It’s….great

140. You really need to do laundry

141. It’s 5:53pm

142. Frame a piece of Beyonce wrapping paper you’ve had sitting next to the unopened frame for 3 months

143. You do your laundry at 8:30pm!!!!

144. It only took you the whole day ☺

145. Call your dad’s landline (which he referred to as an “LL”)

146. Get your grandma & him

147. Chat

148. Feel happy that you did at least one productive thing today

149. Bake a cake!

150. Put away the laundry while it’s baking

151. Eat 2 pieces of cake

152. Stay up way too fucking long

153. Wake up way too fucking early

154. Feel an emptiness where rest would be deep in your bones

155. Take the train for an hour

156. Babysit for 10 hours

157. Almost fall asleep 3 times

158. Get 2 free meals out of it

159. Travel another hour to Redhook to see your friend Iris and her brother Max who lives here but you haven’t seen since you moved and meet his baby!!!

160. The baby doesn’t really like you

161. Get ice cream and beer

162. Hang!!!

163. It’s so nice

164. See a video of their house you spent so much time in/grew up in now that it’s all renovated

165. Iris drives you home which is a blessing

166. Shower

167. MASTURBATE

168. Wash your hair

169. All things that needed to happen

170. Your friend Ariel offered to drive some stuff to your new house

171. You texted those boys about when to get a key and the security deposit, they haven’t responded yet which makes you nervous

172. Iris is going to stay with you the night before you move

173. Put on makeup

174. Go to work

175. Get a huge group of girls who unintentionally all wore white and only tip 3 dollars

176. Go shopping on your break

177. GET NEW SHOES FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

178. Also get 2 pairs of black jeans, an item of clothing you’ve always wanted but never found that fits you!!!!

179. You have a 20$ off coupon for the shoes so they are 40 instead of 60 and the jeans were half off so they are each 25 instead of 50!

180. Call your mom and tell her how happy you are

181. Have a conversation with your co-worker about how he and his girlfriend broke up this week

182. You can’t tell if he’s hitting on you or not

183. Your cousin comes in on a date!!!!!!!!

184. You haven’t seen him since you moved out of your Grandma’s apartment

185. It’s really good to see him and you do love him

186. Make 153 dollars in tips

187. Go home

188. Eat pasta, a crabcake and real cake in that order

189. Agonize over whether or not you should switch shifts with someone for tomorrow

190. One is more money but longer and you’re so tired and you need to pack

191. But moneyyy

192. You stay up until 5:00am

193. Go to your normal shift

194. Stop at a .99 cent store on the way, buy 12 tubes of glitter glue, 5 small notebooks for gifts and a magenta shade of mirror nail polish

195. You make almost no money

196. Retape a bunch of axes

197. But have fun hanging out with people

198. And listening to a Kanye Pandora station

199. That during a Drake song someone comes in and says, “I didn’t know you were so gangster”

200. …………………………………because you’re listening to a Drake song

201. Good lord

202. Leave

203. Think about waiting for one of your co-workers to walk with him but you don’t want it to look like you’re waiting because the last time you saw him you all got beers and he’s being a little distant since then so maybe you were flirty and he didn’t like it???

204. This all might just be in your head

205. But you don’t wanna risk rejection on any level

206. Go home

207. Plan on packing

208. Write a Facebook post about Mardi Gras things

209. Paint your nails with the new nail polish and try the nail gems you got for Mardi Gras and never ended up using!!!

210. First they look ugly but then when you add more they look cool!!!!

211. Watch a disturbing but interesting music video by someone named Melanie Martinez

212. Do literally nothing for probably 5 hours

213. Eat a lot

214. Drink 3 beers

215. Find a different coworkers ACTING website which is truly terrible

216. He also told you he cheated on his girlfriend more than once and that’s why they’re breaking up

217. Find her acting website

218. It’s way better and she’s so talented

219. Marvel at how mediocre guys treat incredible women like shit??????

220. Start doing SOME packing at like 2:00am

221. Find the part of Etsy dedicated to “Kanye West Prayer Candles”

222. Get lost in there for a while

223. Drink another beer

224. Listen to Jamiroquai for the first time

225. It’s not what you thought at all!!!!!!

226. Find and finish your two year gratitude journal

227. Answering questions about your life makes you feel really good because you like the path you’re on and where you’re headed

228. NEXT WEEK IS THE LAST WEEK

229. SO EXCITING

230. You’ve been telling some friends about it

231. Scared for sending it off into the world

232. What if professional people hate it?

233. Self-publishing is a sexy fun option

234. What if an editor with expensive glasses reads this one day

235. And is like, “Should we take out the part about editing? Feels too behind the curtain”

236. And you’ll say breaking the fourth wall isn’t just for kids discovering theatre in high school and The Office camera work

237. Be excited for the future

238. And moving

239. And living

240. Also you texted about getting a key and got a cheerful but vague response but you’re sure it will all work out somehow

241. No mention of the security deposit yet, hopefully that will just disappear!

242. Go back to packing