The Third Wife (7 page)

Alana

I geared myself up
for whatever was coming next. I had no doubt that they were going to be pissed,
especially Miss. Sharon. He’d been with me al day after all and they were
already upset over the time we spent together. I'm guessing they expected me to
take a back seat to them or some shit, because I was the newbie. Plus my age
probably had them fooled into thinking that I would be an easy mark.

Whatever bitches,
this shit was hard enough to deal with without that added headache. I hadn't
had a chance to call mom all day to pick her brain, what with Cody sticking
close to me. He had gone to his room to change but I didn't have enough time
for a chat. I was meeting him back here in ten minutes.

I decided to fuck
with the sisters Grimm heads. I'm a teenager after all and a pampered Cali
princess at that. There’s no way I’m giving up my style for this shit. Uh
uh
, Alana is Alana and will always be.

I chose a pair of
short white shorts that hugged my ass and made my legs look a mile long. It
would serve the added purpose of driving my man crazy. Let him keep his eyes
and his hands off of me. I snickered to myself as I added my belly chain with
the bells. Which could be seen on the exposed flesh between my halter-top and
shorts. I threw on a pair of high-heeled thong sandals, added some cherry gloss
to my lips and waited to blow his mind. My heart raced when I heard him coming
back to the room to get me. Wasn’t it sweet that he didn’t want me to face the
music alone?

"Shit Alana, you trying to kill your old
husband?" He clutched at his heart as his eyes ate me up.

"Old my ass, you weren't old when you were tearing it
up." I laughed when he growled.

"That mouth of yours is gonna get you into trouble. You sure
you don't want to stay up here?" He made a playful grab for me and I
evaded his hands with a playful swat.

"No you fiend, let's go." Of course he
stole one last kiss and copped a feel before we left.

I was smiling from
ear to ear because he's holding my hand as we walk down the stairs. Little Kate
and Crystal saw us first and run towards their father. He bent down and grabbed
them both up one on each arm. "Hello my beautiful girls, how have your day
been?" He really loves his girls. I can tell just by the way his eyes
light up when he's around them.

Their mother's were
making a beeline for us. I thought of stepping aside since I hogged him for the
better part of the day but fuck that shit. Of course it's Sharon who leads the
charge and walks right up and kiss him. Not a French or anything just a peck on
the lips, but the look she gives me says she thinks she's scored.

I laughed out loud
making Cody look at me questioningly. I just shook my head and walked into the
kitchen. Now that I'm here I'm hungry. I just realized I haven't eaten all day.
Damn Cody and his appetite. I wasn’t complaining though. I like having that
sweet warm ache between my thighs. Oops, better not think about that shit down
here.

"Dinner is in a few minutes, maybe you
shouldn't snack before."

"Darlene, when did you get here? Oh, not
Darlene. I could've sworn for a second you were trying to mother me."
Seems like Arlene had her claws out now too, come on with it then. Of course
she didn't say that shit loud enough for Cody to hear, not that I cared. I
walked by her and back to the living room where the others were.

Dinner around here
was sometimes early because of the girls, I didn't mind. I still wasn't sure
about eating anything they cooked though. Maybe I'll eat off of Cody's plate just
to be safe, I bet that'll go over well. Sharon was busy whispering to Cody.
Probably complaining about something or the other, that was one unhappy bitch.

My iPhone vibrated
alerting me to a text. It was my friend Sabrina back in L.A. Instead of texting
I called her. "What's up bi...
"
I caught
myself, kiddies on deck. I listened to her sixty questions about the wedding
and the honeymoon. Almost forgetting I had an audience as I gushed about my new
husband.

When I hung up there
were three very interested people looking at me. Cody had a slight cocky grin
on his face. You can imagine the other two. Yeah like I care? It was all true;
we had a blast and the dick was good. I didn’t back down from their glares just
focused on Cody and his I am the king look. Goof ball.

"Girls did you say hello to mommy
Alana?" He held a girl on each arm before setting them down.

"Can we daddy?"

"Of course, why wouldn't you?" I guess
he got his answer when they both looked at Sharon like they were in trouble.
She had drawn up tight when he called me mommy Alana. Cody gave her a glare. No
dick for you again tonight bitch
.

I had figured out
already that it was Arlene he had spent the night with. Don't ask me how call
it woman's intuition or whatever. I tried not to hate her or give in to the
urge to strangle the bitch. After all I’d come here and found her. The girls
came over and started gushing over my clothes and my hair, and just everything,
typical little girls.

"I don't think that's appropriate clothing
to wear around the girl's. Next thing they'll want to be dressing like
a...street walker." Oh no you didn't bitch. I was ready to pounce but Cody
stepped in.

"Sharon that's enough." I could tell
he was trying to keep his cool because of the kids.

"Why Cody? Are
we no longer allowed to speak freely, is this another way that she changes
things around here?" This bitch really is stuck on stupid. Seriously? You
want to snipe at the new wife in front of the hubby when he’s still feeling all
tender and shit?

"Girls go to
the playroom." They ran off laughing and playing unaware of the tension
that had seeped into the room. "You two sit over there." He pointed
to the couch. When they were seated. Sharon looking mutinous and Arlene just
looking like she would rather be anywhere but here, he lead me to the armchair.

"What part of our last conversation did you
not get?"

"This has nothing to do with that. Sis told
me about last night and how you were...different with her..." He looked at
Arlene who looked like she wanted to disappear. Oh shit this was about to get
good. I swung my leg from where I sat in the armchair. He was standing in the
middle of the room between the three of us.

"You
discussed...I see. Okay then, since there can only be one ruler in my home and you
seem to want to rule Sharon you're out." She turned deathly white. I even
felt a hitch in my heart at that shit. She was a fucking pain in the ass, but
damn, that shit was hardcore.

She stuttered, trying to find words as all the
color leeched out of her face. I was holding my breath to see what would happen
next because quite frankly this was a whole new side to Cody.

"See how you feel right now, remember that
the next time you try to interfere between me and my wives. As for you Arlene,
I've let this go on long enough. Sharon is not your husband. You do not answer
to her, you answer to me. I've already warned you once this is your final
warning. I will not have anarchy in my home. Alana is here to stay. Hear me
well both of you, I will not cast her aside, ignore or mistreat her to feed
your egos.

I'm ashamed of both
of you. Do you have any idea how hard this all must be for her? To be away from
her family and everything she knows, only to be made to feel like a pariah in
her own home? And Sharon if you ever try turning my children against my wife
again I will make good on my threat, rules be damned. Come Alana." He
grabbed me up from my chair.

"I thought we were going to eat?" I
looked back at the two who seemed stuck to the couch.

"We'll eat out." He shot one last
glare over his shoulder before dragging me out of the room. I really wanted to
stick my tongue out at them but restrained myself. Instead I added a little
wiggle to my walk. Take that bitches, I win, again. Of course he made me change
first but I didn't mind. And guess whose bed he stayed in all night. Those two
bitches were cooking their own goose but
good
. They
didn't need any help from me. Laugh my ass off.

Alana

It's been a month
and a half since we've been back from our honeymoon. Things have finally
settled into some sort of routine I guess. I'm still not thrilled about the
sharing shit, but I'm dealing. Of course he fucked Sharon. I gave him the evil
eye for two days after that and put my pussy on lock down. That shit didn't last
too long but I had to make a point, I mean seriously? That bitch didn't deserve
anything but to be put in a corner somewhere. Whatever.

At least they were
kinda leaving me alone, but you know people like her are stupid. They can't
help what they are. I've since come to realize what her problem is. She's
fucking petrified of me. All this time I'm worrying about them and these chicks
are terrified that I'm gonna take over. Good, they got the motherfucking memo.

You should've seen
the shit storm that rained down when he got me a top of the line Range Rover.
That shit was custom made from the ground up. It was white with gold trim and
all white interiors. My license plate is what really sent them into a rage
though. How the fuck they figured it out so easily was a mystery. Then again he
was in the habit of calling me by my nickname around them so it wasn't a
stretch.

It reads MY WFLWR.
They were shitting bricks for a while after that. Of course now they wanted
upgrades from their Volvos but Cody said since there was nothing wrong with
their cars they could wait until it was time. Mind you those were the cars
they’d chosen still. They were not happy. Even Arlene got in on the action. I
was laughing my ass off.

Of course it wasn't
always all about me. He did nice things for them too; I was learning not to
stress it. Or when he took one of them out and I had to stay behind. Then of
course there were things that they’d done together before I came along. They
liked to play board games together and watch movies and stuff like that. For
the first couple nights there was a tug of war to see who would sit next to him
on the couch. Cody thought he was slick, he started sitting in the recliner. I
wonder what they did before I came on the scene? I’m sure it had never been a problem
before.

 
Anyway I'm bored, not when Cody is home. When
he's here I'm like a little kid, I'm sorry but it's true. I get butterflies
when I see his car coming up the driveway. I run and jump on him as soon as he
gets in the door. He loves it, he would smile and laugh and twirl me around
before greeting the others. He spends a lot of his time with me and the little
ones in the evenings before dinner.

Not because he
doesn't want to spend time with Sharon and Arlene, but because they've decided
to be passive aggressive. As long as I'm around they refuse to get near him.
They seem to expect him to come to them to make a point or some shit but he
never does. I think he’s finally got to a place that he’s comfortable with
though I’m not sure about his crazy ass wives. Hey, if I can learn to live with
their existence then they can deal with mine.

 
When he has to visit one of them in the night,
he does. But when we're all like this together, he doesn't play into their
bullshit. Which goes a long way to making my life easier. I'm not sure I'm
ready to see him giving them any preferential treatment. Which is what they
seem to think they are entitled to because they were first. I see him trying to
be fair and I’ve found a new respect for him for that. It wasn’t easy but I’m
getting there. I know now from talks with my mom and his how hard this must all
be for him. Trying to please three needy bitches at once. I once asked him why
he didn’t just run away and live a different lifestyle. He was honest enough to
admit to liking his life just the way it was. I wasn’t too sure how to take
that in the beginning. I mean shouldn’t he want to be with just me sine he
claims to love me so much? The thing is I’ve come to realize that he loves them
too in his own way and his life wouldn’t be the same without them in it.
Bummer.

Anyway like I was
saying, I'm bored. My online classes take me like an hour and a half if that,
and then there's nothing else to do. So I’ve decided to talk to Cody about it.
I was so excited I couldn't wait so I hopped into my ride and headed to his
office. I dressed conservatively, well for me anyhow. My black capris and black
silk top, which was left unbuttoned to show the turquoise tank beneath and tied
at the waist paired with high-heeled thongs in black and silver.

I had my hair up in
a high ponytail, my Chanel shades and some big ass hoop diamond earrings. I was
styling like a Rodeo Drive bitch. His secretary, this older lady Constance was
all smiles when she saw me. I think only the older people in this burg likes
me, which is weird because you’d think they’d be the ones against my rebellious
ways. Mrs. Brewster says I remind her of her when she was younger. How she used
to like to buck tradition. She loves my clothes go figure.

"He's in with a
client dear but they should be finished soon, have a seat. Would you like
something to drink while you wait?" "No thanks Miss. Constance I'm
good. How’re you doing?" She beamed at me and started telling me about her
new grand daughter. We were looking over pictures on her phone when the door to
his office opened and he came out behind this guy.

The guy who looked to be about Cody's age
whistled and headed right for me. "Who have we here?" he eyeballed me
up and down with his lip caught between his teeth.

"My wife."

Uh oh, he did not
sound amused as he walked around the guy and put his arm around me. He even
kissed me right there in front of them. Now Cody is so not into PDA, he's very
straight laced when it comes to stuff like that. Hand holding, okay, but
kissing in public he has never done before. Huh, guess there's a first time for
everything.

"You're one
lucky bastard Jackson." He was still eyeing me up and down. I'm guessing
he's not one of us, the men here knew better than to ogle another man's wife. I
felt the tension in Cody’s body like he was about to spring. I rubbed his back
soothingly and laid my head on his shoulder.

"I'll see you next week Sykes." That
was dismissively rude.

"Yeah, see you." He smirked as he walked away.

"Hold my calls." He led me into his
inner office still steamed.

"What are you doing here love?"

 
"I missed you." I
could tell he was still pissed off but trying to hide it.

"You did huh." He kissed the shit
outta me. Made my toes curl and my
hoohah
tingle. It
had been about three or four hours since he was inside me, I could go for
seconds. I rubbed myself against him not remembering why I was even here.

"You'll have to be quiet baby okay."

"Uh huh." What? I can do quiet.

 
He sat me
on his desk, pulled my pants down and off, unzipped and drove home. Fuck this
shit was hot he fucked me so hard, harder than he ever had. I couldn't help but
wonder if this had something to do with that Sykes guy ogling me. He looked
into my eyes the whole time he was nailing me. My heels were digging into his
ass and my pussy was squeezing the life out of his dick. I bit my lip and
rocked my hips against him as he pulled me tighter onto him. We both came hard
and long before he pulled out and reached for the tissue box on his desk.

After he cleaned me up I hopped down off his
desk and fixed my clothes.

"Well hello to you too." I was still
out of breath, which made him smirk at me. I wanted to jump his dick again. He
was in the habit of visiting me at random times in the night. It didn't matter
if he had been with one of the others it seemed he liked sleeping with me.
Sometimes all we did was cuddle but that was enough for me. On the nights that
he stayed away I hugged the big plush teddy bear that he had gotten for me,
that I'd wrapped in one of his tee shirts, until I fell asleep.

"You know that's not why I came here. I
actually wanted to ask you something, but. BONUS." I liked making him
laugh, which he was doing now as he pulled me down on his lap behind his desk.

"What did you need to ask me sweetheart?"
He kissed my hair. The man can’t keep his hands off of me.

"You know that little cottage thing behind
the house? I was wondering if I could turn it into some sort of work
space." He scrunched up his brow.

"Work space for what?"

"My soap making and stuff."

"You make soap?"

"Why do you say it like that? You think I'm
a fluff head or something? I can make soap and candles among other things. I'm
very good at it thank you very much."

"Isn't that kind of dangerous, soap making,
with chemicals and stuff?"

"Not really, it's just lye, you use that in liquid Drano and
other household products, no biggie."

"I'll have to have the place inspected, make sure it's up to
snuff, can't have you puttering around in an unsafe shack."

"Cody it's not a shack."

"You've been inside that place?" Now he was being a papa
bear, all growly and shit.

"No, I just walked around it but I didn't
go inside." I sought to placate him.

"Okay then. Like I said I'll have someone
come out and look at it before you set foot in there."

"Alana can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, what's on your mind?" He was just so cute I
couldn't resist nibbling on his ear.

"We've been intimate for over a month, and I spend most
nights with you. I don't recall you having your, ahem..." He turned red as
a cherry. What the hell was going on in his head now?

"My what babe?"

"You know. Your...monthlies."

Oh shit, he's right. I jumped off his lap and ran for my bag where
I had my phone. "Oh shit.”