“Things just feel off.”
“Like I said, things are all good, babe. I know we haven’t been spending a lot of time together, but I didn’t want to wear my welcome out with you. We’ve been stuck to each other like Velcro I was just giving you a little space is all.”
“What you mean by that?” I asked, feeling confused because we were married. I didn’t understand what he was talking about.
“We’ve been spending a lot of time together since the engagement and stuff. A little time apart and a little space is not a bad thing. Everyone needs a little me time, don’t you think?”
“We’re married, J. My me time is when I’m at work and you’re away at work. That’s all the time I need apart from you. Lately, I’m not gon’ lie, I’ve been feeling a little neglected.”
“Neglected! Really, Ava? Now you know I haven’t been neglecting you. Maybe I shouldn’t have spent so much time kicking it with Tate this past week, but I hadn’t seen my boy in a minute because I was making you a priority,” he said.
I was his wife, so he should be making me a priority all the time. If he was looking for me to feel guilty about that, he had better look for that shit somewhere else.
“I get that. I just don’t want things to get like they were before. It’s like you prefer to hang out with Tate than to be with me. Then when y’all hang out, it’s always a late night for you, and we don’t get to spend any one-on-one time together.”
“Well, I figured I’d give you a break on the dick. I had been dicking you down so much, I don’t want you to get sick of me.”
“Baby, I could never get sick of you. If things were to go my way, I’d have sex with you every day just like before,” I admitted, and it was true. “The only days off would be when my Aunt Flo comes. Other than that, I can’t get enough of you,” I continued as I straddled his lap. “I miss you.”
“I miss you, too, baby.”
We started kissing and one thing led to another. Before I knew it, Justin was hitting my kitty from the back on the sofa in the family room.
JUSTIN
Hearing my wife complain about us not spending as much time together as she would’ve wanted over the past week was starting to aggravate the hell out of me, but the last thing that I wanted was to get into an argument with her. When she got into the shower with me, I knew what she was on, but I wasn’t in the mood for all that. I’d been working for the last two days and just wanted to relax. But then she came into the family room while I was trying to chill, yapping about not wanting things to go back to how they were before I proposed to her. So, being the good husband that I was, I ended up giving in and tapping her ass from the back right there in the family room on the couch.
“Whew, babe, that was so good. I needed that.”
“Thanks, babe,” I replied as I backed up off of Ava then headed for the bathroom. I needed to wash myself off.
As soon as I stepped into the bathroom, Ava was on my heels.
“I gotta take a shower. I feel sticky. Care to join me?”
“Nah, baby, not this time. Do you though,” I said as I grabbed my wash rag and started cleaning myself off at the bathroom sink. “I’m about to relax. I have to be at work early. All I’m really trying to do for the rest of the evening is chill.”
“What you mean you have to work in the morning? I thought you were off tomorrow?”
“I’m supposed to be off, but Derek and I are splitting Rob’s shift. Rob had a death in his family and needs the day off.”
“Hmph, okay, I guess. I’m sorry to hear that Rob had a death in his family. That was nice of you to work part of his shift for him.”
“Yeah, plus I could use the overtime. My savings took a hard hit over the last few months, so I need to recoup and make as much money as I can.”
“You act like we’re hurting for money.”
“I didn’t say that. I just said I could use the overtime to build my savings account back up is all. Why you so on edge?”
“I’m not on edge. I just don’t want you to get wrapped up in all things Justin and forget that you now have a wife that enjoys and needs your attention also.”
“Babe, you make it pretty hard to forget I have a wife,” I rebutted then headed out of the bathroom.
This was the shit that I was talking about. Don’t get me wrong, I loved my wife more than anything, I just needed my space, and for some reason she couldn’t understand that. I could only imagine how she would feel if she knew about the secret lifestyle I had, which was why I never intended on her ever finding out about it.
It was a little after one in the afternoon, but I was feeling beat, so I decided to lay in bed in hopes of being able to take a nap. Just as I was getting comfortable, here comes Ava, hopping in bed next to me. Grabbing the remote for the TV, she turned it on.
“Wanna watch some Netflix with me?”
