So, it's the weekend and we're hanging out at Angie's place. We went to a vineyard before we came here and turned up with everybody there. Then, Angie calls for a girls' night so Cassidy and I change in our pajamas with bottles of wine for the evening. We pop the bottles and continue the party by her 36-foot pool. Been off the chain since.

"Don't be looking at me like that, Ang. I'm officially a married woman and I don't fool around with females..." Cassidy jokes before we all laugh our tipsy asses off.

"Go 'head and finish. You don't fool around with females for now."

I should've never opened my mouth. Though that statement is true, when I'm tipsy, I tend to go a little overboard. I've been drunk with Cassidy before and have said some things that almost made me lose her. I've also said some things, while tipsy, that almost got me slapped. Ever since I've turned 30, my mouth has had no control.

"You've been drinking way too much wine if you think I wanna tap your slutty ass. You need to chill."

I laugh harder than I ever thought I would. I blame it on the wine I'm drinking. I'm blaming all my actions on the alcohol.

"Now, I see why the kids love staying over here. This setup you got is nice. You can start a campfire out here and just relax." I compliment as I lay across the built-in sectional outside.

It feels so good to let my hair down and not do a damn thing.

"I know, right? You can do some nasty things around here and nobody would know. Hey, Ang, if you're looking for another couple to do all that with, you-"

"You see what I'm saying, Angie? Do you see what I mean?"

Our cackling is so loud that it echoes all around the area. Luckily, Angie doesn't have any neighbors so no noise complaints.

"I got a better idea. Look on Tinder or some shit. I'm married and on lockdown. Clink clink!" Angie says as she chuckles and takes a sip from her glass.

Cass and I give her this look of confusion because...

What the hell?

Congrats to her and her spouse but we aren't just coworkers anymore. We're really close friends now and it would've been nice if she said something about her wedding. Could've got something for her at least.

"Damn, Angie. You should've said something. We could've brought the house down! Where was our invite?" Cass says as if she read my mind.

"And that's the reason why I didn't say nothing to everybody. If the house got brought down, I would've taken y'all down with it. Plus, she's in the service so it was a spare-of-the-moment kind of thing."

"Now, we want to meet her," I say as I lay upside down with my feet in the air. Don't ask me why I'm like this right now.

"Well, that won't happen for a while. We don't know when she'll come back home...or if she'll come back home..."

Everything grows silent and I sit up as soon as I see Angie's face. Eyes growing puffy with tears, lips pushed in to hold back the tears, and her body's closing in on itself.

"See why I don't tell y'all shit? Now, I'm 'bout to cry and shit," Angie says as she wipes her face.

"I'm sorry, boo. She'll be back before you know it. You know how they do women in the service. They'll probably ship her back tomorrow-"

"Cass, that's not funny. It's demeaning and disrespectful to us as women alone. Angie, we pray she comes back home safely. She's fighting for our country...our very...ungrateful, dangerous, greedy ass country," I complain before giving Angie a hug.

Cassidy comes over and joins in on the hug just to say "Yeah, what J said. I couldn't see Cam in the service. I'd miss him too much..."

Wait for it...

"...plus the dick too bomb for him to leave so we need him."

Honestly, I'm surprised that these two only have one kid together. With the way they fuck, they should have over 10 kids.

"That's the difference between you and me. I can get by on phone sex and video calls. I'm not addicted like that." Angie says as she lays in my lap and her blonde hair tosses to the side of my legs.

"But it ain't nothing like the real thing, Ang. Ain't nothing like sitting on their face with that fat ass tongue massaging your insides. Nothing like being smacked on the ass, being bit on the ass..."

And here she goes.

While she's going on and on, I can't help but picture Davin devouring me on the dining room table, eating me up on the stairs, splitting me open against the front door, and getting back shots in the shower.

Before we got married, that's one of the many things we wanted to do to each other. We wanted to explore our sexual limits until we got married and had a baby. Now, there's just no time because we're both working.

"Bitch, if you don't shut the hell up. You got Journee over here horny as shit. Got her moaning all up in my ear."

Angie calls me out of my fantasy and I open my eyes so fast. Shit.

"Been that long, huh, J?" Cass asks as she pours more wine in her cup.

Don't even get me started. It's been months since he's done anything to me. He'll whisper in my ear from time to time and speak dirty to me but that's about it. He'll start something but won't be about it. But you know what they say about that...

"Yeah, but it's cool. Dad keeps him busy and I guess I have time for the kids." I complain.

"Dad must not like him or your man must be scared as hell because he can't get it up no more." Cass chuckles to herself.

Now, let's stop right there. Ain't no way in hell Davin can't perform anymore. He can buss me wide open when he wants. When things slowed down, he was still on his shit. We'll initiate it and it'll be like we never left.

He just stays busy now.

Shaking my head at her, I hear Angie come in with "J, talk to your dad. Don't go into detail but tell him you want your man back home and to yourself. Your dad seems like he's understanding. He'll work it out."

"What she said but I'll add this. Do it before next week because that's when we leave."

My drink slips from my lips in shock after Cassidy tells me when we're leaving for Hawaii. She didn't even talk to me about this.

"Since when were you gonna ask me about the dates for this vacation?"

"You know you gonna go anyway, J. Stop tripping and let's do it."

Here we go again. Just like the last time.

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I won't lie. Journee's POV is much easier to write because she has more drama than Tripp. Well, kind of. Hers is more a mystery.

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