The Real Side Bitches of Brooklyn 2 by Yoshe

Author:Yoshe [Yoshe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, African American, Romance, Urban, Genre Fiction
Amazon: B00RW1WAYO
Publisher: David Weaver Presents
Published: 2015-01-05T05:00:00+00:00

Wifey sighed. “Okay, Sharif, I’ll go with you. It’s just that I don’t go to these things that often, that’s all.”

Sharif laughed and gave Wifey a big kiss on the forehead. “Aw, come on, loosen up! I know that your mother just passed but you need to get out and get some fresh air, Cameron. She would want you to have a good time and enjoy life, wouldn’t she?”

Wifey attempted to smile. “You’re right. I can use a good time. My mother would have wanted me to do that.”

“Exactly! Now,” Sharif began, “here’s my credit card,” he said, giving her his Platinum American Express card. “I want you to go and buy yourself a bad ass dress--get your hair and nails done, too. I gotta have my lady looking like a million bucks…I want all eyes on you!” Wifey blushed. Sharif gave her a loving kiss on the lips and walked towards the door. “See you tomorrow night, okay, sweetie?”

Wifey looked at the charge card and took a deep breath. “Okay, babe.”

*****

The black tie event that Sharif and Wifey were attending was being held at Tavern on the Green in Central Park. On the eve of the occurrence, Wifey was a bag of nerves. The four-hundred dollar gown that she was wearing, the immaculate makeup job from MAC and her well-coifed hair and nails did nothing to make Wifey feel any better about going to the event. The prompt Sharif arrived an hour early to pick her up. And he was always the gentleman. When they got outside, he helped Wifey into his brand new Range Rover. A few minutes later, they were off to Manhattan.

While Sharif was driving, he rested his hand on Wifey’s thigh. “You look amazing,” he said, in a seductive voice. “After this here is over, I want peel that dress off you and…you know what comes next.”

Wifey rubbed the hand that was on her thigh. She had to admit that Sharif’s sex was off the hook. “You can have me anywhere and any time you want, lover,” she replied.

Sharif exhaled. “Cam, do you know how happy you’ve made me for these past couple of weeks?” he asked. “I never felt like this about any other woman before.”

Wifey swallowed hard. “Wow, Sharif, I don’t know what to say.”

Sharif glanced at her while steering his truck through the Brooklyn streets. “Just say that you’ll be my lady.”

Wifey hesitated for a moment. “I’ll…I’ll be your lady, Sharif,” she heard herself say. She couldn’t believe those words that were coming out of her own mouth.

“Then it’s settled. From now on, you’re my lady.”

When they finally arrived at the gala, Sharif took Wifey’s hand into his and they walked inside of the restaurant together. Just as he said, there were some of his colleagues there, most of whom he introduced Wifey to. They seemed to be very nice people and weren’t as stuffy as she imagined they would be. And the overall atmosphere was nothing short of glamorous. The layout of delicacies looked absolutely marvelous and the décor was remarkable.

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