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God D*mn It
Jason
“This is the last time Jason. I’ve found someone that has agreed to become my permanent daddy. He’s going to take care of all of my needs and in moving me to Spain.
Ginny said as she unbuttoned and unzipped my slacks. She pulled out my c’ck and went to work
I didn’t f*cking care if this was the last time. I was out of disposable money. It’s been a month since my divorce was finalized. I finally sold my house and business for a fraction of what they were worth. I called Ginny to break it off. When she hopped in my car, I drove to the shopping district and parked. Thurned her, but she talked first. I guess this was her going away present.
I closed my eyes, enjoying this last blow job that I’ll probably have for a while until I could get isha to talk me or get Madilyn to see me. I needed to find out if she was pregnant. I’d been sending her flowers and discounted jewelry for the last three weeks. I know she’s gotten them, none of them ever came back. I moved to a small one–bedroom apartment. It was such a huge step–down from where I was at a month ago
All I had now was my car, my sh*tty apartment and half a million dollars. Which to some is a lot, but to what was used to, it’s nothing.
Ginny sucked hard, and I hissed, f*ck that was good. I grabbed her hair and fisted it, shoving her farther done my c*ck. She opened her throat for me. She was a world–class c*ck sucker. I’d marry her if she wasn’t such a greedy ass b*tch. She wanted to be pampered and taken care of. I just didn’t have the funds to do it. I was about to c*m. I shoved her down hard and finally opened my eyes. Just as the first spurts of c’m were hitting Ginny’s throat, a knock on my window had me jerking in surprise.
Madilyn stood there, her arms crossed, tears streaming down her cheeks. Starla and Cheyenne were standing behind her. Starla’s hands were covering her mouth in shock, and Cheyenne stood there with a smirk, shaking her head side to side.
I was still c*mming as Madilyn shrieked for me to get out of the car.
“Don’t f*cking move, Ginny. Finish,” I growled. I felt her swallow all I gave her, and then she licked me clean. I
watched Madilyn as Ginny put me away, zipped up my pants, and then I buttoned them.
“We had a good time, Jason. Have a good life.”
She looked in the rearview mirror and wiped the corners of her mouth. She ran her fingers through her hair
and then got out of my car.
“You f*cking wh*re! Who are you?”
“I was his sugar baby, but now, I’m not. Sorry you had to find out this way. It was just business
Ginny shut the door and waved. Her ass swayed with each step in her skin–tight jeans and red.
off–the–shoulder top. Her black hair swished side to side. She really was stunning.
I finally opened the door and stepped out.
*Jason, what the f*ck?” Madilyn screamed.
“Calm down, Madi,”
“Calm down? Calm down! just saw you getting sucked off by some white,” she screamed
“Look, I’ve been under a lot of stress. I needed the relief. I haven’t been able to get a hold of you,” I said, grabbing her hand. “How are you feeling by the way?”
Tm fine. Why?”
“Well, I thought that maybe you’d be pregnant. Remember we had unprotected s*x at the club a couple of
weeks ago?”
“Yeah, I remember. I took the morning after, twice, and just to be safe, I went to the doctors yesterday and had a blood test. I’m not pregnant.”
“Just to be safe? Don’t you want to marry me?”
“I did, I really did, but thank God, I caught you doing this. You’d probably cheat on me after we were married. You don’t think I didn’t have you investigated? I knew about all your little flings during your marriage. I may be blonde and hot, but I’m not a stupid bimbo. After we would have gotten married, I would have put a stop to all your little extracurricular activities. My prenup is rock solid and has cheating clauses. Thank God, I didn’t make that f*cking mistake”
She turned and stomped towards her friends.
“Madilyn! I gave up my marriage for you. Isha was a good wife. How could you do this to me?”
“No, Jason. You gave up your marriage for power and greed. I just thought that you loved me too. Guess there was one thing I was dumb about. You can f*ck right off. My father was right about you. No one will ever trust you again. You are done in this city. I’d leave if I were you.”
I watched her walk away. Starla put her arm around her, Cheyenne gave me the double bird. “F*CK!” I turned on my heel and kicked my car door. I put a huge dent in it. “NO! GOD D*MN IT!”
My only hope was Isha now. I had to get back into her good graces. I don’t know how all this happened. I was now down in the dumps, and she was on top of the world. I pulled out my phone and called the nearest florist but then hung up. I didn’t know where she was staying. Okay, new plan. I needed to get a burner and call her. I found some old photos she left while moving out that I knew she’d want. They were of her dad and grandfather and a family picture with all of them. She must have been really upset to forget them. I felt the guilt and regret crash through me. Why did I let greed consume me? Isha was perfect in every way.
I got in my car and drove to a phone store. I got three burners and left quickly. I instantly sent Isha a text. Baby, I miss you so damn much. Please don’t ignore this message. I found some photos that I know you would want. They are of your dad and grandfather and a family photo with you all in it. Isha I regret everything. I know I did wrong and if you just forgive me, I will make it up to you for the rest of my life. I love you. You are the very air I breathe. I’ve lost everything, Isha. I’m not going to lie to you about all the sh*t that’s happening right now. I’ve lost all my clients. No one trusts me around this city anymore, and I know I deserve it, for hurting the love of my life. My employees found other jobs, I had to sell my business and our home to make ends meet. I am so lonely without you. You made my life so much better, and I didn’t cherish you like I should have. Please forgive me. I know you may need some time to process our divorce. But I’d like to get these pictures to you. Also, please don’t think about dating yet. I’ve cut all ties with Madilyn. Think about the good times we’ve had. I know if you do baby, you’ll remember how perfect we were together. Please, I miss you.
God Damn it
I read it twice before hitting send. This had to work. My luck was due to change. I waited for ten minutes when the phone vibrated. There was a photo with a message.
Dude, we wore our Princess out she’s sleeping. I’ll let her know you have some pictures. If you damage them, I’ll make sure you can’t walk for a year.
I sucked in a breath. The picture was of Isha in the middle of two of the a’sholes I had met at the dinner party, with Dawson Becks leaning over them, kissing her on the temple. Isha and the two guys were sleeping. Her breasts were covered, but her shoulders were bare and the two men cuddling against her were shirtless. I could only imagine they were naked under the blankets. F*ck! They got to her. How long has this been going on? I thought about the two condoms in the trash. Two plus four plus me makes seven.
I closed my eyes in defeat. I could have overlooked the two. She was pissed that night, but to get into bed with these four, she became a total sitt. Fine, just fine. I’ll wait for her text to get the pictures. There’s no way she’s in love with them. We’ve only been separated for two months from the night I served her the divorce papers. Of course, it didn’t take much longer than that for her to fall in love with me, but I knew deep down somewhere she still loved me. She had to. I couldn’t believe otherwise. We had almost two good years together. You can’t just erase that.
I looked at the picture one more time and then texted back.
You may have her now, but I was her first, and no one ever forgets their first love. I’ll have her again. Mark my words.
The text back was immediate.
Over our dead bodies.
I smirked.
So be it.
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