"So Baby, tell me what's on that mind of yours. I can tell from the look in your eyes that something is wrong. Talk to me! I hate it when you shut me out like this," Ty said.
"It's nothing really. I am just a little stressed. We haven't been seeing much of each other and now instead of making love to me, all you want to do is talk. Do you know how long it's been Ty? I mean really, come on man damn! Your woman need you to push it real good, work that thang, lick me up and down, hell, do me baby! While you asking me all these questions, I should be asking a few of my own," Jada said in a calm voice.
"Baby, what has gotten into you? You never used to talk to me like this. Come here, let me take care of that itch."
"Oh, save the pity party. I clearly don't need it. If you want to talk, then that is exactly what we will do. Now, sit your ass down and let's have a conversation."
Ty replayed that conversation over and over in his head. Jada was gone again, for the third night in a row. When he got home she was already backing out of their driveway. She didn't stop, simply waved and drove the hell off. This had been going on for months now. And quite frankly, he was getting a little tired of coming home to an empty house.Years ago, he wouldn't have cared because he was doing his own thang. Why is it that when he finally decided to stop going to "walmart" it was too late. She had begged and pleaded with him, but he just wouldn't listen. He thought that just because he gave her everything, worked hard and sexed her every now and then, she would be there forever. Guess he was wrong, because it was way after midnight, and she still wasn't home.
They used to make love all the time, even when he had two other honies on the side taking care of him in that department. Jada was a beast in the bedroom. Whatever he wanted it, she did it with no questions asked. Wherever he wanted it, she always obliged, and lard have mercy however, she would go above and beyond. But he was young and clearly stupid. Arrogant, thinking he was a trip to Paris in springtime, standing under the Eiffel Tower, while hundred dollar bills fell from the sky.
Ty thought back to when he first saw her. She was standing with a group of friends, laughing, having a good time. Her smile melted his heart. He was there with his girlfriend at the time, but he knew from the very moment their eyes met, he would have her on his side. Jada wasn't like all the others. She challenged him both mentally and emotionally. They talked for hours on end about anything from, sports to health care. The next thing Ty knew, he was on bended knee, asking her to be his forever.
The first two years of their marriage was amazing. They experimented, did things spontaneously, and he felt like the luckiest man alive. Jada was in a league of her own. She cooked, cleaned, fucked and sucked him without a moments notice, and everything in between. Why wasn't that enough? Why didn't he go home the night he ran into an old flame in "walmart" one night? After that night, Ty made more trips to "walmart" then anyone should be allowed. Jada never questioned his whereabouts. She loved him harder. She spiced up things in the bedroom, bought sexy lingerie, bad ass heels, and everything else to keep his attention. He just couldn't turn from his old ways.
Now, here he was, the one coming home and she was always gone. She wanted to start a family, but he just didn't trust himself to become a father. He wasn't done playing, so how could he have a child to teach how to be a good person. He didn't want to be a hypocrite. Ty continued to watch the clock. It was after two o'clock in the morning. Maybe something happened to her, he thought. He immediately dialed her cell phone, only to get her voicemail. It was too late to call anyone else, so he tried to go to sleep.
When Ty opened his eyes, Jada was next to him sound asleep. She looked so peaceful. He placed his arms around her, she stirred. When she didn't push or pull away from him, he kissed her. She felt like heaven. Jada opened her mouth wider to give her husband more of her. He kissed her like she loved, like she wanted him to, like she was everything to him. Why had it taken her leaving their home and pretending to be somewhere that she wasn't for him to realize how much she loved and only wanted him? Jada touched him in the place she knew he loved, his heart. They became familiar with each other all over again. She gave herself, all of herself to her husband.
Ty made love to his wife. He made love to her entire body, starting with her mind. He whispered sweet words of endearment in her ear. Jada came, listening to my husband make love to her mentally, emotionally and physically. Her father had been right. When she confided in him about their dilemma, he told her to leave the house, stay gone for long periods of time, and then act as if nothing happened when she returned. Jada wondered how long that would take. Her father assured her not long. So she did as he said. Had been doing so for a few months now, each time, meeting her father for breakfast, lunch, dinner, anything. When Ty called her father looking for her, he simply said, "maybe she at walmart". Jada thought she would die. She laughed. It felt good to laugh.
Although she could have easily been one of the people she despised, she remained faithful to her husband. Even when she knew he was with other women, claiming to be at "walmart". She wasn't stupid, born last night. She knew what he was up to. But Jada stayed focused, with her eyes on the prize. The little bun in her oven deserved a home with both parents, and if pretending to be at "walmart" or anywhere else was the way she had to play it, then she would do it all over again. The way he was responding to her was the way they had once been. She missed being with him. They were made for each other. A match made in heaven.
That night, Ty and Jada made love over and over savoring each other. Hanging on to each emotion, each hug, each kiss, each happy ending. When they were satisfied, they stopped, waited and then did it all over again. Their marriage was now unbreakable. There would never be any excuse, any need to go to "walmart", unless they where going there together. Jada hated "walmart" any way. She would much rather go to TARGET!!!