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Janay blushed. “I know babe and I love you more.” She responded as he turned to get in the shower. Janay was thankful to have a loving husband like Finn in her life. She’d gone through tough times in relationships, but meeting Finn two years prior was indeed a blessing to her. He was sexy and very fine with a serious physic. Even though he was thirty-two compared to her being thirty-eight; he was very mature for his age. For a long time she’d tried to have a baby, but it just wasn’t in her favor and probably for good reason. But, after marrying Finn favor was showed to the both of them and a couple months after getting married they found out that she was pregnant. Her blessings were bountiful because of their union and she wasn’t going to let anyone come between that, not even his jealous, holier than thou mother.

Chapter4

              It was Friday morning and Lauren peeked out of her apartment window to see if it was still raining. The morning seemed to be clear and the rain had hopefully passed, but it was certainly cold out. Lauren pulled out a Carter bear, fleece pajama suit for her two year old son to put on. She needed to get herself ready then her little one before her dad made it there to pick him up.

She headed inside the small walk-in closet to find something comfortable that she could relax in at the hospital. She was hoping to give her mom a break, because Bianca’s fragile condition had taken a lot out of her. She was a very pretty lady, but the past week had made her age it seemed overnight. The bags under her eyes were sagging; the glow in her face had dimmed its light, and praying most of the day had become her new past time. Lauren was just hoping that upon arriving to the hospital that she could get her to leave with ShaKita for nice a lunch date; hopefully to relax her a little.

As she found an outfit to wear she heard a knock at her front door. “Gracious Daddy, you said in an hour. You’re early,” she said walking to the door. She opened the door and was greeted by Jamal standing in the doorway with a cheese smile on his face.

“Hey Sexy,” he spoke eyeing her up and down in her knee length, black silk night gown.

“I thought we said that we were taking a break from each other.” She said rolling her eyes and trying her damndest to play hard.

“You know I can’t stay away from you,” he said inviting himself inside her place. Once he’d walked past her she closed the front door shut then he turned to face her.

“Come here,” he said. “Give me a hug. It’s been four days since I’ve seen you. I miss you. I miss my son.”

“Well if you missed us so much you’d do what you’ve been saying that you were going to do for the past six years now.” Jamal shook his head. “I don’t have time for this as she continued. I’m going to spend time with my sister today and my daddy is coming to get your son in a little while. So if you wanna spend time with him before he leaves go ahead. He’s in the bedroom sleeping.” She said then walked away. She headed into the bathroom to get herself together not caring if Jamal left or stayed.

Inside the bathroom she rested her foot up on the side of the tub as she stood there rubbing lotion on her legs. Jamal didn’t waste any time walking his happy ass in there.

“Damn, I should’ve locked the damn door.” She said, but Jamal was already all over her.

“Don’t do me like that, babe. I can’t live without you,” he said running his hand under her nightgown and straight to her wet spot since she hadn’t put on any panties yet.

Lauren took in a deep breath. Jamal was the first man that she couldn’t fully have, but for some reason he always had all of her attention. Just the sight of his deep brown eyes, hazelnut skin color, and sexy muscular frame always made her moist between her legs. Not to mention, her knowing that he was the wrong guy but he’d always say all the right things.

“Jamal, please,” she spoke. “My daddy will be here shortly and you know that he doesn’t care for you.”

“I know, but if you go ahead and give me a lil bit to hold me off then I’ll be on my way.” He begged. 

“I’m not giving you anything,” she said exhaling from feeling his finger slip inside her wet juice box. “Why do you always have to do this?”

“Because I love you and I know you love me,” he smoothly said sliding his pants down around his ankles and pulling out his erect nine inches of hard pipe.

“Jamal,” she said needing to fight the urge, but it was hard as hell.

“Sssshhh,” he said while stroking his long dick in his hand. “Bend over,” he whispered.

“You’re crazy, you know that? What if my dad comes?” she nervously questioned, not wanting her daddy to catch her in such a compromising position.

“We won’t get caught if you hurry up and le’me hit it right quick.”

Lauren contemplated. “Damn Jamal,” she said feeling his dick head rub against the lips of her vagina then gently he slid it inside her wet tunnel. “You know we shouldn’t be doing this until you get your shit together.” She said in between pants of mercy.

“I am getting my shit together,” he said slow stroking her wet pussy. She enjoyed the feeling as she bent over further so he could go in as deep as he could. Jamal backed up a little admiring her fat kitty as it stared at him. It was calling him. He slid inside her again then pulled back out. Lauren’s cream filled pie had him going. Without a doubt, she had the best pussy in the world, but it wasn’t good enough to leave his wife. He had been with her for fifteen years and she held him down. There was no way that he could leave his Corporate America Sugar Mama. If it wasn’t for her hefty bank account, Lauren wouldn’t have half the shit she’d gotten from him.

He rubbed her creamy insides over his dick head, still admiring the beautiful view. He eased up on her again, placing his hand on the small of her back then hitting it hard and steady.

              “Sssssss,” she inhaled through her teeth, taking his long dick like a pro while lifting her plump ass up so he could feel it all. “Damn,” she whispered. “Damn.”

              “Sssshhh,” he said to quiet her so she wouldn’t wake their son. The more he stroked the wetter she got as her juices dripped on the bathroom floor. “Damn, you wet girl.” He said, grabbing her by the back of her hair and pulling it while shoving his dick inside her. His strokes felt good going in and out of her; so good that she forgot about her daddy coming over.

              “Knock knock,” Mr. Ware called out as he entered her apartment.

              Lauren’s body immediately tensed up. “Please don’t come in here, please don’t come in here, please don’t come in here,” she whispered with her eyes closed. Her heart pounded from the adrenaline rushing through her veins as Jamal put his hand over her mouth.

“Hey baby girl,” her father called out from the living room.

“Oh my God,” Lauren whispered almost having a panic attack.
If my Dad opens this bathroom door all hell is gonna break loose.
She thought with her hot pussy still full of dick.

“Lauren,” Mr. Ware called out again.

“I’m in the bathroom Dad,” she yelled. “I’ll be out in a moment.”

“Okay,” he said then went into the kitchen to fix him something to drink.

Jamal wiped the sweat from his shiny forehead. “Damn, that was close.” He said.

“I told you that we gon’ fuck around and get caught.” Lauren whispered just wanting it to be over already. Jamal was in no mood to turn back now. The excitement of possibly getting caught had him overly excited and Lauren’s pussy drenched in fear as her wet walls unintentionally tightened around his dick. This in turn started him to stroke her from the back really quickly then without notice he took his dick out of her hot pussy and bust one in a rag that was folded on the sink.

“I told you we wouldn’t get caught.” He whispered with a cheeky grin. “The door was locked. He wasn’t getting in here anyway.”

“Yeah, but I never locked the front door back fool,” she said, smacking her lips. “Move out the way.” She cracked the bathroom door. “Dad, I’m about to jump in the shower right quick. Put your grandson’s clothes on. His outfit is on the bed.” She said closing the bathroom door shut then turning on the shower water.

“Can I get in the shower with you?” Jamal whispered with a slick smile.

Lauren rolled her eyes at him. “Sit your happy ass down on the toilet and hush the hell up, because you know if my daddy hears you in here he is gonna choke your ass.”

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ShaKita sat in a lounge chair watching Mrs. Ware softly brush Bianca’s hair. They’d just removed the breathing tubes that morning since now she was breathing on her own. Things were looking up even though she still hadn’t awakened yet. The doctor informed them that she could be in that state for weeks or even months but they were hopeful and definitely prayed up.

“Her scars are starting to heal,” Mrs. Ware said as she continued to brush Bianca’s hair.

“Yeah, she looks so peaceful laying there. Probably the quietest I’ve ever seen her wild behind.”

Mrs. Ware laughed. “I believe you’re right Kita,” she agreed. She loved having ShaKita’s company around because she was indeed the funny one out the bunch. She was very outspoken about all of her sisters and didn’t care what she said.

“Have you spoken to Lolo this morning?” ShaKita asked.

“She called and told me that she was coming over as soon as she got herself ready. I sent your daddy over there to get the baby so she wouldn’t have to bring him here. You know how I feel about that.”

“Yeah, I know,” ShaKita said. Mrs. Ware hated hospitals. There was no way that she was allowing her youngest grand’s to be there. The only reason Bianca’s oldest two were able to come visit was because they knew what was going on. The younger three were under eleven years old and Mrs. Ware didn’t want them to see their mom like that. 

“So what kinda plans are you talking about you have for me today?”

ShaKita smiled. “I’m taking you out to eat so you can relax a little. We can go to your favorite restaurant.”

“The Olive Garden’s,” Mrs. Ware said with a smile on her face.

“Yes, mom, The Olive Gardens,” ShaKita responded. “I think you need to unwind and have a drink of wine. You’ve been really wired since Bianca has been in here, but now you can somewhat feel better knowing that she’s breathing on her own. That’s a good sign, right?”

“Yes, it is a good sign. I just wish she’d wake up. I love her being quiet and just knowing where she’s at, but I’d give anything to fuss at her right about now. The one time I should’ve been relaxed from just knowing that her behind wasn’t somewhere getting in trouble; I can’t because she’s here in this state. Look at her.” She said staring in her daughter’s face. “The saying is so true. Make your bed hard you have to lie in it.”

“I never looked at it that way mom,” ShaKita said. She knew Bianca had caused her mom lots of pain over the years and had stressed her to the max, but no matter what she was always there. They couldn’t help but love their mom to death. “Well, cheer up because Janay will be home at any given time today so you’ll have all of your girls back Augusta.”

Mrs. Ware smiled from ear to ear. “My baby is coming home isn’t she?” She loved Janay, because even though she was the oldest she always acted like the baby around her mama. She was indeed a mama’s child. The only reason why she moved away was because she’d found love and felt it best to finally leave the nest. Mrs. Ware was happy for her, but hated that she was moving hours away. She had to let her go at some point or she would’ve been old and gray still living at home.

“Just so you know on Sunday we’re gonna go to church and afterwards we have a nice surprise for you.” ShaKita informed her.

Mrs. Ware frowned. “Who is we and if we’re going to be in church then who is gonna be here with Bianca?”

If ShaKita didn’t know any better she would’ve thought that her mom had gotten a quick attitude. “Mom, calm down. Dad is gonna sit with Bianca to give us girls time to spend with you. Nephew is also gonna babysit your lil precious grand’s so you don’t have to worry about that either.”

Mrs. Ware smiled as she looked over at Bianca resting so peacefully.  “I can use the outing. Isn’t that right, Bianca?” She asked as if Bianca would answer.

“You heard that mom?” ShaKita asked as she leaned over in her chair toward Bianca’s bed.

Mrs. Ware looked at her crazy. “Heard what?”

“Bianca says,” she quickly responded. “Hell yeah Mom! Let your hair down and have some fun! Oh and drink one for me.”

Mrs. Ware laughed out loud. “Kita, you are so silly child, but you sounded just like her. She always says some of the craziest things to me. ”

Lauren entered the room with a smile on her face to see her mom looking happy. “Hey guys, what are you laughing about?”

“I’m in here laughing at your crazy sister.” Mrs. Ware answered.

“Kita is always clowning,” Lauren said as she kissed her mom on the cheek. “Hey Mom.”

“Hey baby,” Mrs. Ware spoke.

ShaKita stood up to greet her sister with a hug. “Hey Lolo,” she spoke. “What took you so long?”

“Uh, I woke up a lil late,” she lied feeling bad that she had to hide Jamal in the bathroom shower until their Dad left then still ended up fucking him again because his dick was so good. 

Lauren walked over to her sister’s bed. “Hey B,” she spoke leaning down and kissing her sister on the cheek. “I see that breathing tube is gone. You go girl!” ShaKita just shook her head with a smile. Lauren was worse than their mom talking to Bianca like they were having a full blown conversation.