Carl Weber's Kingpins Read Free

where her other cell phone was hidden. She kept it in David Jr.’s old room simply because nobody ever thought to go in there, and he certainly didn’t stay the night there.
    Once there she reached under the mattress and wrapped her fingers around the device and smiled when she saw that she had three missed calls and two unread text messages. While her husband was dedicating his time to his work she had begun to feel neglected. Money could only be so much company so she used it and did something else with it. She hired an escort, but not in East St. Louis. No, everyone knew who she was there. One weekend, a year prior when King David was out of town, she took the opportunity to take her own little trip.
    The man’s name was Aman Grayson. He was a tall dark-skinned piece of heaven with a body to die for. He rocked the “bald by choice” look and kept his face shaved clean as well. His lips were full and his smile was perfect and straight. She had seen him with an escort service online that was based out of Atlanta and she almost creamed in her panties. One night with him was all both of them needed to be hooked. He was only a few years younger than her but he kept her feeling younger than the both of them. The things he did to her body made her second-guess her own marriage.
    She quickly dialed his number and listened to the ring on the other end until he picked up after the third one.
    “Hey, baby,” his deep voice came through from the other end.
    “Hey, you,” she said in a low, flirtatious voice. “I’m sorry I missed your call.”
    “It’s cool, baby. How did the dinner go?” Aman inquired.
    “He didn’t show, as always. So, the kids just left so now it’s just me, myself, and I.”
    “Mmmm,” he said sexily. “I wish I were there. I’ve never had a foursome.”
    Angela giggled like a schoolgirl. “I can’t wait to see you again, baby,” she purred.
    “I don’t understand why you don’t just leave him and come down here with me.”
    The two of them had had the conversation many times and each time Angela had to tell him why she couldn’t. He didn’t know who her husband was and what he was capable of. The last thing she wanted David to find out was that she was having an affair. There was no place on the earth she could go that he wouldn’t eventually find her. She decided to take a different course with the conversation.
    “I got the earrings you sent me. The diamonds are beautiful! They go perfectly with the bracelet you got me a little while back. You are the best, daddy.” She stroked his ego, knowing that he liked to be called that.
    “Say it again.”
    “Daddy. Daddy. Daddy.” She giggled again. Below her she heard a door open and shut and she whispered, “I have to go. I will call you tomorrow.”
    She made a kiss sound into the phone and hung up. She slid the device back into its hiding spot and stood to her feet. She hurried and exited the room, closing the door once more, and then bounded down the stairs to greet her husband.
    She met him in the dining room where he was piling his plate with food. She couldn’t deny the fact that he looked good standing before her in his designer suit. He was a businessman and she loved when he dressed the part. Silently she began to undress him all the way to his . . . She quickly snapped out of her momentary lustful moment.
    “Where are the kids?” he asked, looking at her on the steps.
    “They left because they figured you would be a no-show like always.”
    “That might have been the reason for David Jr., but Davita wouldn’t have left unless you pissed her off,” he said knowingly.
    “Whatever.” Angela rolled her eyes. “You got that girl spoiled.”
    “And you have my son brainwashed.”
    “What is that supposed to mean?”
    “Got him in school with them white folks like he don’t come from drug money.”
    “I just want the best for my son.”
    “Look around you, Angela.” King David put his hands in the air. “We are