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“As soon as I cum, I come to my senses,” Jermaine recited Lil’ Wayne’s ad lib as he stood in the restroom of the Hess gas station. Post nut clarity instantly made him regret his choices. All he could do was look down and shake his head. He didn’t even want to look in the mirror. Looking at himself in the face was too hard at the moment.

This was a new low for him. Mainly because it was unnecessary. Eden had already caught him, Envy had no more leverage. Yet when she called, he went running. Jermaine knew the act of betrayal that he committed was wrong, but if he ever doubted it, what he was doing right now confirmed it.

He stood in the public restroom washing his stomach and groin with Safeguard Antibacterial soap and hard brown paper towel like a whore. He was a man; he had never taken a hoe bath before. But there was a first time for everything, and this time was necessary. There was no way he could go home to his wife smelling like another woman.

As he lathered the harsh soap on the paper towel and washed his private parts, he wanted to forget about the wild sex, choking, and spit swapping that he and his sister-in-law exchanged. But the erection he was sporting let him know that forgetting the moment would not be easy.

“I don’t even want her. Why am I so hard?” Jermaine asked himself. “How could I be dumb enough to fuck Envy in Eden’s car. I lied to my wife so I could use her car to have sex with her sister. What the fuck was I thinking?” Jermaine chastised himself.

He didn’t want to think about Envy, but he couldn’t help it. Envy had hopped on his dick and owned it. With every thrust he made; she made sure to meet his strokes like a professional. Allowing his tip to pulverize her G spot. Sending shockwaves through his body that he never knew were possible.

Jermaine closed his eyes as he remembered how Envy shook and expelled her love juice all over his clothes and Eden’s back seat. While Envy was on his dick, he was in Heaven. He hated to admit it, but Envy knew how to please him.

“You can go back to your wife now,” Envy smirked as she climbed off Jermaine’s ejaculating dick. She didn’t bother pulling her dress down nor did she assist in cleaning the evidence of their betrayal. It wasn’t her car or her husband to be concerned with.

“Evil bitch,” Jermaine said to himself as he replayed Envy’s cruel act. By the time he had gathered himself, Envy was gone. Her car was nowhere to be seen.

“This is some bullshit,” He mumbled.

He didn’t understand Envy. She skated through life intentionally hurting people that had never done anything to hurt her. It was as if she got a sick thrill from causing her loved one’s pain.

“But aren’t you doing the same thing?”

As soon as the thought entered his head, Jermaine knew he couldn’t point any fingers at Envy. Eden had not deserved this type of betrayal, he knew it. Yet he had done it and enjoyed it. The thought of being like Envy made him sick to his already weak stomach. Now that the act was over, thinking of what he and Envy just did made Jermaine physically sick. It didn’t matter that his dick was hard, he felt queasy.

“Shake it off. This was the last time. You blocked that bitch’s number, shampooed the carpets in the car and wiped off the backseat. Thank God the Jeep has leather seats. I’m done with this foul shit before Eden finds out,” Jermaine told himself.

He was confident in what he was saying because he had no idea that Eden had seen every sexual act shared between him and her sister in real time. Touching his sweatpants, Jermaine confirmed that the hand dryer had dried the excretions. Exiting the restroom, Jermaine made peace with his actions. He was on the verge of making things right.

The scent of wild sex and cum could not be detected when Jermaine climbed into Eden’s Jeep. He silently thanked God that there was no telltale sign that just an hour ago, the Wagoneer had been a sex dungeon. Jermaine turned the volume of the radio down so he could work through the thoughts in his head.

“Ma, I wish you were here. I really wish I could talk to you. I’ve needed your advice so badly in the past twenty-three years. I’m married now. My wife’s name is Eden, you would’ve really liked her. I have a real good woman, but for some reason, I keep fucking my marriage up.

We split up a few months ago and I was going insane without her. After a few months, we got back together. I thought that time apart scared me straight, but it didn’t. Like a fool, I did the same shit again. I don’t even know why,” Jermaine sighed.

As a child, after he sighed, he knew this would be the moment where his mother would say, “God never puts more on us than we can handle,” Foolishly he waited to hear those words, but sadly it never came. The absence of her voice made the pain in his chest feel as brutal as the day he watched her being murdered .

“Damn Ma, you’re really gone. I just wish you could give me some sort of sign to let me know you’re ok and guide me in the right direction. I don’t know what to do next,”

“Nothing says, I love you, like a bouquet of freshly picked cut roses. Show the lady in your life how much you love her with a personalized Bouquet of Love,”

The ad on the radio nearly made Jermaine jump through the windshield. Fear made him jerk the wheel so hard that he nearly hit the car in the opposite lane. He laughed nervously as he gained control of his senses.

“If Eden hadn’t already put her Wagoneer in the shop twice due to the radio’s volume increasing by itself, I’d think you were trying to tell me something Ma. I mean I did ask for a sign,” Jermaine laughed as he tried to calm his nerves.

The radio had successfully scared the shit out of him. Whether a simple technological malfunction or a sign from the other side, Jermaine couldn’t deny that good advice was good advice.

The floral shop was less than a mile away on the next exit. Using the Bluetooth connection, Jermaine called out for Siri to call, The Wife.

“Bonjour, you’ve reached Eden Merci Shelton. I’m unavailable. ”

“Why is the call going to voicemail?” Jermaine thought. He knew she hadn’t left home because his ADT app didn’t show any movement. At the sound of the beep, Jermaine left a message.

“Hey Edy, why is your phone going to voicemail? I’m on the way home. Do you want me to grab something to eat since you aren’t feeling well? I’ll be home in fifteen minutes. I’ll see you in a little bit,” Jermaine said as he pulled in front of the flower shop.

Jermaine exited the Wagoneer, entered the flower shop and instantly wanted to leave. The sweet scent of roses, petunias, and other floral scents that Jermaine couldn’t identify attacked his sinuses, making his eyes water, nose itch, and a flurry of sneezes began.

“Bless you. First time in a flower shop, Huh?” The older woman, whose name tag read, Madge, asked as she handed Jermaine a box of Kleenex.

“Thank you and yes, it is. I’m assuming the chronic sneezing gave that fact away,” Jermaine joked as he accepted the soft tissue.

“The sneeze chorus gives it away every time. What can I put together for you?” Madge asked.

“Well, I don’t know. Like you said, this is my first time needing an actual bouquet. I normally buy flowers from Publix or Edible Arrangements. But it’s my anniversary. I wanted to do something special,” Jermaine lied.

There was no need to tell a stranger the truth. She did not need to know that he felt guilty for having sex with his sister-in-law. Though something told him that Madge had heard every sob story and raunchy tale known to man. If he were the type to wager a bet, he would’ve won, because Madge was a little crestfallen that he didn’t have a salacious tale to tell her. Heartbreak and dumb decisions are what kept her business afloat for thirty years.

“An anniversary arrangement. I can do that. So, you just want something bright and pretty. Something that says, I’ll love you from now until the end of time. And you don’t have a preference on the type of flowers, correct?” Madge asked for certainty.

“Correct,”

“Well, you are in luck. I made this arrangement two hours ago. As you can see it has yellow and orange lilies, sunflowers, snowball mums, and pink roses. I can add more to it if it’s not big enough for you,” Madge said cheerfully.

Though he wasn’t a flower guy, Jermaine knew what looked good and he had to admit the floral arrangement was beautiful. The different types of flowers blended perfectly together .

“This is gorgeous. I’ll take it. I saw something in a magazine called Venus et fleur. Do you carry that?”

“Yes, I do,” Madge said eagerly.

“I’ll take an order of that as well.”

“Coming right up,”

Madge said as she scurried to the back to get the designer flowers. Jermaine nearly called Madge an old Bitch when she said the total of his purchase would be $573. Publix flowers were $25.00 at most. But if anyone deserved that price tag, he knew his wife did.

“For almost $600, I hope you were right Ma!” Jermaine chuckled as he thought back to the radio ad that had gotten him to the flower shop.

He had grossly misinterpreted what he assumed was a sign from his mother. Andrea Shelton despised flowers. She once said flowers were a sign of trouble because men only gave them to their partners when they did something they shouldn’t have or if there was a death.

When he was growing up, she refused to have them in her home. Andrea had been gone so long that Jermaine had forgotten about her disdain for flowers. Had he remembered, he would’ve known that what he thought was a good sign was indeed a premonition. But because he wasn’t aware he drove home without giving his mother’s theory on flowers a second thought. His only goal was to see a smile on his wife’s face.

Eden frowned in disgust when she saw her Jeep Wagoneer pull into the driveway of her home via the ADT App.

“Guess whose lame ass just pulled up,” Eden asked jokily.

“I wish I could be a fly on the wall when he walks in,”

“Even if you were a fly, you wouldn’t see or hear anything. I don’t plan to mention what I saw tonight. Nah, I’m not going to say anything. I have other plans for his dog ass,” Eden smirked.

Though she wore a grin, she was indeed angry.

“Oh, so you’re being mysterious and keeping secrets. I gotta watch your pretty ass Eden,” He laughed.

Eden chuckled right along.

“Look Babe, I gotta go. ADT tells me when there’s movement. It looks like he’s walking up to the house,”

“I didn’t say you could go yet. Go get that dildo that you have and suck on it. I need to see how much you miss me,” He ordered .

“Ok Baby,” Eden agreed.

Between her legs felt like an ocean. She loved it when he spoke disrespectfully to her. She was so turned on that she couldn’t keep her fingers from between her legs.

She felt no shame or guilt. There were nights when Jermaine was asleep, and she was riding this man in the next room.

Propping her phone on the sink, Eden quickly pulled her faux phallus from under the bathroom sink. It was still in the same place she threw it when Jermaine knocked on the bathroom door. Placing the suction base on the mirror, Eden wasted no time deep throating it like a porn star.

“Thats it. Just like that!” He urged breathlessly as he felt his nut rushing to his tip.

Eden could hear keys being placed in the door and the sound of the alarm being deactivated. The thought of getting caught by Jermaine, while another man watched her masturbate, made her explode.

The eruption was so electrifying that she could barely breathe. Her circuits had literally overloaded. She struggled to gain control of her senses so she could stand. But her legs simply wouldn’t cooperate .

“Damm Babe! All of this should’ve been inside of you,” He panted as he held up his cum covered left hand. His release was so thick that it looked like Elmer’s glue. Eden’s mouth watered at the sight of it. She hadn’t always been a cum guzzler, but for him, she’d drink every living sperm from his balls like a cocktail.

“Don’t waste my kids. Clean them off,” It was now Eden’s turn to make demands.

Without any form of hesitation, he did as he was told. Sucking each cum covered finger as if it were a delicatessen.

“I need your legs wrapped around my waist in the morning,” He panted.

“I’ll be there,” Eden winked before ending the call.

She was drained and exhausted. But it was worth it.

“Edy!”

Eden rolled her eyes. The after sex feeling that she wanted to bask in, quickly dwindled when she heard Jermaine screaming her name from downstairs.

“Edy, I’m home!” He shouted, clearly out of breath .

Jermaine struggled to carry the two floral arrangements. Though they were beautiful, they were large and heavy. At this very moment, he thanked God for Eden’s strategically placed Dmitry Samal Human Tables.

They had had these tables for years and he still hated them. He couldn’t understand how someone believed that four faux male legs supporting a tabletop was considered high end home decor. But Eden wanted them, so in his home they resided. Because of their placement, he was able to get the large bouquets out of his hands.

“I got a surprise for-”

The sound of hard vomiting silenced Jermaine’s speech. He had never heard anything so violent. Running up the stairs to the bathroom, Jermaine flung the door open.

“Oh, shit! What’s wrong?” Jermaine asked when he saw his wife hugging the toilet bowl.

Jermaine stepped into husband of the year mode. Wetting a washcloth, he gently cleaned Eden’s face and placed another wet cloth on her neck to cool her down.

“Babe, I know you said you didn’t feel well. But I didn’t know you were throwing up. What’s wrong?” Jermaine asked tenderly as he sat on the floor beside her.

“I’m pregnant.”