Drunk in Love 2: An Original Love Story (19 page)

“Come on in,” Olivia said loudly. She wanted them to think that she’d had a bit too much drink.

“Hey bestie,” she said to Felisha.

Felisha entered the room, looking sideways. Olivia didn’t want to have any words for her besides discussing Lil Romeo’s well being. Now all of a sudden, she was being summoned for a threesome and called bestie.

“O’, what’s going on here?” Felisha asked, almost with a puzzled look on her face.

“I’m letting my hair down and enjoying a night with my husband. We’ve been spicing up our sex life and somehow being at the sex toy store earlier gave me thoughts of having a threesome.”

“But why with me?” Felisha pondered.

“Why not with you?” Olivia asked. “Since we were younger, we’ve always talked about it and if ever we did it, we always said that it would be with each other. You have no feelings for my husband, right? It was something that just happened, right?”

Felisha looked at Mark who had dropped his head. For once, she didn’t have time to speak with him prior to this going down. Otherwise, she would’ve felt a little better about the situation.

“I don’t have feelings for your husband and I’ve told you already that it was something that just happened.” Felisha responded.

“Mark, are you good over there?” Olivia asked, noticing that he’d almost gone into a shell having Felisha around.

Mark cut his eyes over at his wife and swallowed hard. He felt like he was suffocating as he cleared his throat. “I’m good, love.”

“Well good,” Olivia responded with a smile. “I hope that I’m not making this uncomfortable for y’all two.”

“No, I’m good.” Mark said just ready to get it over with. He didn’t know what his wife was up too, but if this was her way of getting past his infidelity then he was down.

Felisha started to vibe off of Mark’s response. “Look, I’m good. I just didn’t want there to be any other motives besides just wanting to have fun. You know I’m down for anything fun.”

“I know you are,” Olivia said then headed straight for the Patron bottle sitting on the counter in the kitchen. “It’s shot time!” She excitedly screamed out. “Come on FeFe.”

“Well, I guess I may as well get in the mood.” Felisha said like she wasn’t really feeling any of this.

Olivia looked at her with a fake smile on her face. “You may as well shake off that Debbie Downer mood and get with the program. If we’re ever going to get past this then I feel that this needs to happen.”

“Okaaaaay,” Felisha said, just ready to get their friendship back on the right track.

Olivia picked up the remote control and turned the volume up on the surround sound system as
Party Girls by Ludacris featuring Wiz Khalifa and Jeremih
boomed in the background.

“I’ll be right back. Y’all relax. Drink up!” She said to Felisha as she poured her another shot of Patron. She walked over and discreetly grabbed her cell phone off of the end table.

“These aren’t regular shot glasses, O’.” Felisha said, thinking that the shot glasses were more of three shots in one.

“That’s the object. We’re gonna get so fucked up tonight that when we awake in the morning, it’s gonna be like starting fresh all over again.”

“Okaaaaay,” Felisha hesitantly commented as Olivia started down the small hallway. She stopped then looked back at Mark who had sat down on the sofa feeling pretty good, but was also still confused.

“You okay, babe?” She asked again.

“Yeah, I’m good. Just waiting for the party to get started,” he responded with an unsure smile on his face.

“Good, just making sure,” she said then entered the master bedroom suite and headed straight for the bathroom. No sooner than she was in there she dialed Zay’s number.

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Meanwhile, Felisha and Mark were now sitting in the same room, looking crazy. “What is going on with her?” Felisha whispered while drinking the Patron out of the shot glass.

Mark shook his head. “I don’t know. She just all of a sudden wanted to have a threesome. I think the women in the sex toy store had gotten her hype or something.”

“Does she think that this will really get us past everything that has happened?”

“She does,” Mark said. “I say we just go with the flow and relax. Let’s just have this threesome and enjoy it.”

“O’ doesn’t even like women so what does she know about a threesome?”

“Nothing, but you do. So, go in on her. Make sure that she enjoys herself. I think the object is for you to be more into her than me.” Mark suggested.

Felisha smacked her lips. “Don’t act like I enjoy eating pussy all the time. It only happened twice back in high school and once when I was fully grown.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Mark chimed in. “Eating pussy should be like riding a bike. Once you’ve eaten it one time then you never forget how to do it. Hell, get with the program. You have just as much to lose here as I do.”

Felisha came out of her coat, now feeling hot from the Patron shots she’d threw down her throat.

“Damn,” Mark whispered as she stood there in a lime green and black lace slip with the black matching garters. Her black pumps only enhanced her sexy attire from Victoria Secrets.

“So, I take it that you like it?”

“Too much,” Mark said, now not only feeling his liquor but also feeling Felisha and how fine she was in that little number she wore.

“Well, blame your wife. She wanted me to come already ready to play. Hell, the only thing I kept thinking about was getting stopped by the cops. I would’ve had to suck some dick tonight to keep me from going to jail in this.”

Mark laughed a little. “Sometimes, you gotta do what you gotta do,” he said with a shake of the head.

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Inside the master suite bathroom, Olivia was waiting for Zay to pick up. This was the second time that she’d called him.
What are you doing?
She pondered to herself. Then finally he answered.

“What’s up, babe?”

“Hey,” she spoke back. “Are you busy?”

“Not at the moment,” he said, but was looking right in Angel’s face as she rolled her eyes at him. She had just finished bobbing on his dick and was ready for the rounds to continue, but he pushed her off to answer for Olivia. Even though a month had passed, Zay was still hanging in there. It was just a matter of time before Mark was exposed. Angel was just there to pass the time by and was clearly aware of the fact that the sex was better than good, but his heart wasn’t with her anymore.

“Remember when you said that if I got Mark and Felisha in the same room and paid attention to their actions then I’d know if they’d been vibin’ or kicking it longer than what they’re claiming?”

“Yeah, I remember that.” Zay responded while getting up to leave for more privacy. Angel popped her lips and turned her back to Zay as he left her alone in his bed. It was like he honestly didn’t give a shit about her, but she wasn’t going to give up just yet. Once in his living room and away from Angel, he continued. “That was over a month ago, though. I thought that you and Felisha weren’t even speaking unless it dealt with her son. How have you managed to get them together?”

“We’re about to have a threesome,” she told him.

“Y’all are about to do what?” He asked, scratching in his dreads.

“You heard me.” She said, feeling more than comfortable to talk with him about anything at this point. The last month of them not being together only strengthen their love for each other. The talks and texts here and there, kept them going and also gave Zay hope.

“I’m assuming that they both agreed to do this.”

“They did, however it was some hesitance on both parts, but they’re here now.”

“Like now, now?” Zay pondered.

“Yep, like now, now. I’m in the bathroom talking to you and they’re up front, I guess trying to figure this thing out.”

“Wow,” he commented. “I can’t believe, first off, that Mark is going through with it.”

“He claims that it’s only to please me.”

“Yeah, but you do realize that if he goes through with this then his heart is definitely in the wrong place. He knows how sleeping with Felisha hurt you. So, if he’s willing to do it again and in front of you then that makes me question his character.”

“Me too,” Olivia said as she took another sip of wine from her glass. “Maybe, he’ll put a stop to it at the last minute,” she said in hoping that maybe he would prove his love to her by not doing it.

“Or maybe, he’ll go through with it and hope that you’ll put his and Felisha’s betrayal behind you and move forward.”

“Trust me; I’m only doing this for answers. Something isn’t right with Mark. If it’s not Felisha that he’s been fucking then it’s gotta be somebody else. A man just doesn’t start laying dick like that overnight.”

“Just remember to not be so judgmental while you’re watching them, because this is a threesome that you requested. You may see or feel something that you don’t like, yet it could be old feelings resurfacing.”

“Well, how will I know if I don’t know what to look for?”

“If he kisses her at any time, that shit ain’t new. He can put his lips anywhere else, but if they touch her lips, the lips on her face,” he made clear. “Then them fucking will be new to us but old to them.”

“I see,” Olivia said. “So, it reverts back to me kissing you for the very first time. Kissing is personal and if ever you directly put your lips on someone, it’s deep.”

“Exactly, unless that’s just something you do anyway, and Mark doesn’t seem like the type.”

“He is some kinda type, though.” She teased, but was definitely serious. “And, whatever kinda type he is, I’ll find out tonight.”

Zay didn’t say a word, however he definitely agreed. He was just ready for the sex to stop all together so he could make things right with Olivia. Being worried about Mark laying it down wasn’t the issue because he’d already gotten in Olivia’s head and between her legs. He turned her out first. Mark could never come between what they shared nor could he compete in the bedroom, no matter how good he thought that he was slanging dick.

“Look, I’m gonna go but I’ll call you in the morning. I don’t know what’s about to go down, but time will tell.”

“You’re right about that,” Zay stated. “Just keep me posted.”

And with that, they ended their call. Olivia stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. “What are you doing, O’?” She questioned herself. If Mark and Felisha only had that one morning stand then she would be opening a door that probably would never close again. On the other hand, this could tell her exactly what has been going on behind her back. Either way, she was in too far now to turn back. She prepped a little while longer in the mirror then made her exit. It was either now or never.

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Olivia entered the front room where Mark and Felisha were sitting across from each other. She smiled at them both, looking from one to the other. “Well, what are we waiting for?” She rubbed her hands together looking giddy, but was on a whole nother mission. “Let’s get this party started.”

Felisha looked over at her best friend, kind of feeling like she’d lost her mind and maybe she had, but she looked damn good in that black. Olivia always looked good to her. She had the smaller, more petite body frame. Her skin color had a mocha chocolate glow to it that Felisha loved. Even natural, her hair was pretty and she always smelled good. She was everything that Felisha wanted to be.

Felisha stood up. “Anything goes?” She asked like they used to tease each other back in the day if they ever had a threesome together.

Olivia nodded her head. “Anything goes,” she confirmed with a seductive smile. Felisha walked over to Mark as he sat in the chair, still not believing that this was actually taking place. Olivia stood back, still sipping champagne from her wine glass. Her eyes followed Felisha as she got down on her knees, crawling toward Mark like a lioness going in for the kill. Olivia stood there feeling her temperature rise, but in a good way. She admired Felisha’s curvaceous body. She had thick thighs, a small waist with just a pinch of a stomach, and a nice, round fat ass. Her skin looked like rich creamy butter and her eyes were bright and luring. On Instagram, her profile name was thicker_ than_ a_ snicker and that she was. It was of her own fault that she had no man, because plenty tried to holler at her, but she always chose the no good ones.

As Felisha started unbuckling Mark’s pants, Olivia intervened. “Hey, it’s my party.” She teased. “I think I should set it off.”

“Please do,” Felisha seductively said like she didn’t mind playing tag team. She’d already taken a few shots of Tequila before she got there. She didn’t know if it was a set-up or not and she’d went against it for a while, but Olivia kept saying that it would mend their friendship. At this point with Mark acting stupid then why not mend her friendship and have her cake, too. If she wanted her to fuck Mark then that’s what she was going to do and she wasn’t holding back.

Olivia glided over to Mark, taking him by the hand so she could help him up. Once Mark was standing, Olivia pulled his pants down since Felisha had already started the job. Mark’s dick was erect, long and hard. Whatever kind of pills that Olivia had given him a couple of hours earlier had certainly kicked in. He was horny as hell and ready for whatever this threesome had to offer.

Olivia wasn’t going to slack, either. There was no way she’d let another woman outdo her with her own husband. It just wasn’t going to happen. She started to jack his full length manhood, Felisha stood back, feeling horny and ready to jump in. If Olivia had been doing this all along then they’d never been going behind her back.

Olivia sucked Mark’s dick so good she had his eyes rolling back in the back of his head.

“Aaaaaaah baby, daaaaamn.” Mark let out.

Felisha started to feel jealous and immediately got down on her knees by Olivia. Since Olivia was giving Mark head, Felisha started licking and slurping on his balls. Mark stood there with his hands behind his head. Without a doubt, he was the man of the hour.

Olivia moved over so Felisha could join in. She wasn’t the least bit trying to be stingy. Hell, they’d already fucked anyway. Why not let her be there to watch how it all went down.