Charmed By A Steel City Hustler

Bash:

I was sitting in my black Lexus truck with the tinted windows puffing on a blunt. Lola and I had returned from our trip over a week ago. Things were getting back to normal. I thought until my inside worker at the bank alerted me to some funny activity.

My wife had opened an account in her own damn name. The bank worker kept an eye on my laundering account and other investments that I had. Shawn, the worker, called himself being through by dropping that bug into my ear. He was going get an extra bump in his next pay from me for sure.

I never kept Lola on a leash about her spending habits. She had access to legal money accounts only, which was joint. Hearing that she was slowly pulling money from that account and transferring it over to her own was a red flag. Lola was making moves behind my back to protect herself. That trip was to put her at ease and out of Donnie's face.

My wife was like a ghetto private investigator. Once she got a whiff of anything foul, she would continue to search until finding the answer. Lola was worried about me leaving her and possibly cheating. There was no prenuptial agreement between us so she could possibly get half of everything I own. Lola would never be able to prove my infidelity if she ever heard about it.

My phone chimed, and I hit the message icon. Shawn had sent an attachment with the amount Lola withdrew today. My wife was smart I'll give her that. She was withdrawing around the same time our utilities came out. I did all the banking online and never looked at the bills.

Clever if you're a man who does not care about what he is spending. Looking up from my phone I saw Lola come out with a smile on her face and phone to her ear. This woman had stolen my heart in the past and now my damn money. A picture was hanging from the visor, and I pulled it down. Lois and I at the dinner party a few months ago. I forgot we had posed for the photographer walking past. The woman had mistaken us for a married couple. I sighed at the memory and wondered how she was doing.

I had not heard from Lois since our last encounter. Our affair did start out as a mistake and maybe curiosity on my part. The situation grew into some other shit I did not plan on. I never intended to use her for my own personal gain. Shit the feelings just evolved over time. Lois was the kind of woman I could see birthing my seeds in the future. She was hard working, motivated and creative as hell. Lois also was high society living and had high expectations. Lois could never be my trap queen and stay a socialite. Eventually she would have to choose between her world and mine. I knew that which is why I figured this affair would not go anywhere.

Donnie was becoming a liability and getting reckless. He started to switch up after I admitted to fucking his wife. I never saw myself as that type of guy.

Donnie was from my side of the family that banished my mother. Fucking is wife was also some payback for my mom from all those years ago. That shit is petty, but hey family will drive you to do some crazy things.

No lie it was just the thrill at the beginning. Lois had to go and make me fall for her in every way possible. She was the polar opposite of Lola, with the body to match. That shit was such a fucking turn on.

Business before pleasure has always been my motto. As much as I care for both Lois and Lola. I was not about to detour from my original plan to destroy their father.

I been fucking Lola heavy the past few weeks. She has been loving every minute of it. She keeps me satisfied no doubt, but something was missing. Without that additional stuck-up pussy from Lois to offset the porn star in Lola.

I was sexually frustrated than a muthafucka. That sounds selfish as hell, but it's the truth. Sleeping with two beautiful women that almost resemble each other. Each one has totally different fuck styles, is the perfect threesome. My phone started ringing pulling me from my lust filled thoughts.

"Yeah, baby what's up?"

"Hey, babe! I am on my way home from shopping. Wanted to know if you wanted to do dinner, and a movie."

Lola was a smooth lying ass. I was literally watching her window shop at this very moment. I gave her a work excuse as to why we could not. She sounded sad, but her body expression from across the street said otherwise. I hung up the phone and pulled off on to my next destination.

Donnie had been very quiet lately. That had me looking at him funny. He was not street built at all and that was frustrating. He learned a few things along the way being around me. His ass wanted recognition and respect but was too scared to just take them.

I know for a fact he did not reconcile with Lois, and that was a sore spot. He hated that his wife was not the submissive, cooperating type. Donnie should have paid more attention to his wife's needs, then that damn company. I pulled up to the big business building and used the valet services.

I was dressed in all black ready to kill and handle a business meeting at the same time. Donnie would never be suave enough to walk in both worlds as I did. He should have been taking notes the past few months. Instead of worrying about his wife busting open for a real one.

The secretary smiled instantly as she saw me step off the elevator. I had fucked a couple times prior to getting married. She was dickmatized and stalked me for a week after I cut her off.

"Mr. Malcom what a surprise to see you here. I don't have you in the appointment book today."

"Sami, I don't have an appointment but tell your boss this is urgent," I said getting straight to the point, no need for the cordial pleasantries. Sami would go left and assume my dick was back on the market. Even with my wedding band on full display in her damn face. Desperate women like that were the worse of the bunch.

She picked up the phone and buzzed her employer. I stood there staring in her face awaiting an answer. There was no way I was going to sit down and get comfortable. Sami hung up the phone and waved me over to the office door. I smirked and went to let myself in.

"Sebastian, what on earth are you doing here honey?"

Yasmine Tate was fine as hell and the most dangerous woman I had ever met. I crossed paths with her husband years ago on a business deal. Magnus Tate was at the top of his game with his hands in everyone's pot.

I was a self-made businessman, so he didn't bother me too much. Those that crossed him suffered a fate worse than death. Yasmine had gotten herself into some legal trouble recently because she didn't take any of her husband's lessons to heart.

"Don't act like you are not happy to see me, Yasmine. You been trying to ride this dick ever since you first laid eyes on me," I said while taking a seat in the leather chair across from her desk. Yasmine had a thing for powerful street men and no issues stepping out on her husband. The last two guys she had an affair with are still on missing posters. Yasmine was not my type at all, disloyal, conniving and a pain in the ass.

"Be that as it may us being seen together will stir up questions."

"No one here knows me, plus I am your legal client. The property in question still has red tape around it. Why?"

"Sebastian, I am working very hard on all my current deals. You know better than anyone what I am dealing with personally."

I chuckled and rubbed at my chin. Yasmine liked to play mind games, and usually, I would welcome the challenge. Today I wasn't in the mood for it. Lola was making moves behind my back. Donnie was being too quiet for my liking. I needed to have all my legal money and deals straight before the firestorm started.

"We both know the distraction is about your case with Donnie. He is skeptical about your story and with good fucking reason. Your little tight ass is crooked as hell and got caught red fucking handed."

I never got into my cousins' business regarding his clients. Yasmine's pending charges could screw with my damn business ventures. I was not having it. She filed the papers into a drawer that were currently in her hands.

Yasmine was stalling because she raked over the files like three times. I hated for someone to waste my valuable time. Yasmine finally turned around and gave me her undivided attention. She made a point to show off her little apple bottom as she sat down.

The money I put up for these other three buildings was secure. I needed the deals closed to move on with my next phase. I initially thought Yasmine was dragging her feet because she wanted to fuck. I stumbled across her court charges while inside Donnie's office one day.

This bitch had fraud, money laundering, and filing false work charges. The buildings I needed from her to get were a must. Trying to find another real estate broker in this part of the negotiating was next to impossible.

"Sebastian, this does not concern you. I am paying Adonis a very good penny to make this mess go away. If he doesn't, you will be burying a cousin. That is probably exactly what you want, right? I mean, you are sleeping with his wife, right?" I didn't respond to her inquiry. I'm sure the pissed off expression on my face gave it away. How the hell did she know about Lois and me? We were very discreet about meet ups and cleared our phones out daily. This had to be Donnie running his damn mouth.

I knew he wasn't fucking Yasmine. That fool was too afraid of her husband's wrath. I could see his ass getting loose at the lips during one of their meetings. That shit was for bitch made men.

I was going check him about that. I gave two fucks about the secret spilling out, to be honest. Lois did have a good reputation and worked hard to maintain it. I did not want her embarrassed or catching flack.

"Ha, no, please don't answer. Lois is very flexible, much more so than your wife. Again, that is not my business. This case will not affect our arrangement in any way. I must give you a hand for manipulating your Ivy league educated cousin. He has done all the dirty work, while you are bedding down his wife at the same time. Whoo, that is such a turn on and makes me want to crawl under the desk and suck that big brown python between your legs."

I adjusted myself in the seat giving her a brief view of my dick print. Yasmine could keep on dreaming because she would never have the pleasure. I gave her one last look and headed toward the door.

My trust was thin with everyone right now except Caesar. I had been keeping him in the dark about a lot lately. He was running the business fine without my pop-ups, and that was a good thing. It was time that I fill him in on a few details. That could possibly be a problem for him in the future.