A Girlfriend With A Wife On The Side

It's been a year since DeWayne and Tamara have wed and the delivery of their child, Ken. Things were getting between the two, but there was one question that plagued Tamara. Was Kenny DeWayne's or Craig's baby? Craig had asked her for a paternity test because he had been longing to be a father to their child, if this were the case, but Tamara she told him to let it go, and that DeWayne and her were going to work on it. He was pissed. Firstly, he loves her. Secondly, he wanted to take care of his child. He was always jealous of their relationship, because he knew that she cared for him, but knew she loved her husband more. He didn't tell her that the video camera was on the day they made love on the couch, because he couldn't bare to tell her that he was video taping the session of the girl that was their previously. So, he never mentioned it to her, thinking that she will get upset. DeWayne and Tamara were having a barbeque and they invited all of their friends. Coming over was Markus, Kendal, Greg, and Craig. Craig had his apprehensions about the whole thing. All he could think about was how much he had loved Tamara, and was that his baby? “Ding Dong!” the doorbell rang. Walking through the door was Markus and Tonya, Kendal and his girlfriend, Shawathon and Nikkola. Craig had pulled up separately bringing a date, coincidently the same girl that Tamara came over and saw at his house the day of “their sexual incident”. Tamara came from the bedroom to greet the guest and to take her guests coats. She noticed Craig walking through the door, and as she smiled, his date appeared from behind and walked through Tamara's house with a strut, throwing her coat on her arm saying, “Take that bitch, who got him now”, in a very low stern tone. Tamara walked to the back room to dump the coats off on the bed and walked out of the guest room, saying, “unn unn, Craig can I have a word with you for a minute?” DeWayne had walked to the basement at this time to finish hooking up the big screen. Craig says, “What is it Tamara? I already know what you are going to say, and DeWayne said that I could bring anybody.” Tamara says,” Craig why in the hell would you bring that disrespectful, no class, low -rent, low budget girl over to my house?” She just threw her fake as fur coat on my arm talking about, “Here bitch, now who got him”? What in the hell is that all about, Craig? He just looks at her as if she spoke pestilence, and just walked into the other room as DeWayne walks up the steps from the basement. DeWayne told her, “I really want you to keep your communication at a distance when it comes to my brother.” I don't want to hear anything about what MIGHT be going on between the both of you. Tamara said, “I'm not going to feel like I am walking on eggshells in my own home. If you wanted all this guardedness, you should have told your brother not to come. It's not fair to me.” DeWayne says in a solemn voice, “Mara please baby, don't start. Let's just have a good time; I'm just saying limit contact because I don't want my brother to think that you are making passes at him. You give him an inch and he takes a yard.” Tamara looks at him with sincerity and says, “Ok baby.” Know in her heart how she longed to be with Craig and that she knew the night would be plagued with jealousy and contact eye contact between her and Craig, but she knew that she would have to work hard and not showing any signs of affection. There was a boxing fight that that guys had ordered that's why DeWayne was eagerly trying to get the big screen hooked up for them to see that match. Everyone was downstairs and everything was going good until Craig went to use the rest room. Craig had whispered into his lady friend's ear and told her to come into the rest room 2 minutes after he goes in to be inconspicuous about what he was planning to do in there. Tamara saw this whole scheme of things being planned.