She didn’t think anything of it. Why should she? She had loyal friends. Her friends always covered for her.

She had no desire to stop, that was until Thomas called out another woman’s name in bed.

Part of her was crushed that she never got to give him the child he always wanted. She told him she was infertile, that if she carried a child she would die. Buttered him up. Got into his mental.

Made him believe her bullshit, and gave him some pussy to set it in stone.

But the truth of the matter was she didn’t want a baby, and she damn sure didn’t feel like pushing one out of her pussy.

She didn’t want to deal with the needles, or appointments, shitting for two, the baby showers, the gifts, having a bunch of Hoes all up in her house, all up in her face pretending to be friendly when they all wanted to fuck her man.

Like you fucked Georgia's husband...

But none of that mattered now. She was waiting on a delivery. A friend of hers bought her one of those organizers, and she was really looking forward to getting it, so now she could properly keep notes and schedules, and all that good shit.

Yes, Georgia was sweet to get her the organizer, such a sweet gesture.

Something good actually came out of her gravely defunct marriage: Georgia, who she was very fond of. She couldn’t say the same about doggishly whorish Ed. He tried to fuck any and everything on two legs.

“Now I wanna gut the motherfucker”

She was fuming, her blood running cold. “Getting another bitch pregnant? Oh, our marriage is so over. I can’t believe this shit. I should go whip the hoe's ass; she’s over Georgia’s house right now. Damn it, I can’t believe this shit!”

There was a knock on the door.

Answering it, tossing blonde weave out of her face, she cracked a smile and signed the clipboard the UPS man handed her.

He was kind of cute, shit.

He looked her over, slowly taking in her presence. She had a nice body, baby making hips.

Easy on the eyes.

He had to will the penis from erection prematurely.

Didn’t want to appear out of control.

Eyeing him, she took the package, kissed his cheek and closed the door, opening her package.

The organizer looked really nice.