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Janet

"Janet. We need you to come off the stage."

I glanced at my best friend but did not move. I had decided I would not move. Not as long as I had to face my wife's wrath if I did move. Maybe I'd stand here for hours, days, weeks. It didn't make me any difference but I knew that I wasn't moving. People were moving around me, and most didn't even glance in my direction. They knew how I was when I didn't want to be bothered. Yet two people approached me, my best friends who deemed themselves un-fireable when it came to my wrath. Gil and Shawn could careless of what I wanted to do, they just made sure to let me know that I needed to get off this stage.

"J, look, you need to face the music. It's time to move off this stage." It was Shawn's turn to try and talk me into making a movement. "You're going to have to face the music sooner than later and I'm pretty sure if you don't move off this stage she'll—."

"Come to you." My wife cut Shawn's statement off as she stepped on the stage. "You don't move off this stage and I'll come to you." My eyes shot to Kyrin's but I still did not move causing her to chuckle. "Janet Damita, you got two choices."

I sighed as she continued. "You can get your ass off this stage and into that dressing room or we can have it out in front of every single one of your employees." I didn't reply and she decided for me. "Let's go." She began walking and I simply watched her. When she noticed I didn't move she rose her voice. "And it wasn't a question!"

Gil and Shawn shook their heads as they walked away from me. I turned and slowly began walking until I noticed my employees seemed to be looking at me. As I took my microphones off, I asked, "Who mic'ed her?"

Everyone in front of me footsteps stopped including my wife's as one of the tech guys asked. "Huh?"

I spoke louder. "I asked, who mic'ed her? Who mic'ed her in mid set?" I watched as the tech manager, Todd, shrunk down in front of me. "You mic'ed her?"

He nodded. "Y-yes but I thought—."

"You're fired." I cut him off coldly. Being a bitch was the only thing I could do right now.

"Janet come on now, he—."

I looked at Gil and spoke. "I don't care. He's fired. I did not stutter."

"Janet shut your salty ass up. I made him give me the mic." Kyrin rolled her eyes. "Todd you aren't fired. She's just upset. Let's go Superstar. Firing the man isn't going to make this conversation go any smoother."

Rolling my eyes, I followed behind my wife. When we got to the room, Sarah stood up. "I'll be talking to... someone. Anyone. Just not in here with you two. Good luck."

She left out after telling me that and I faced my wife whom was glancing at her phone. It was silent until I shut the door and locked it. Thinking hard, I tried to flip the blame on her, it was all I could think about doing to get this to go in my favor some. "You seriously walked up on my stage?"

"No." She replied in sarcasm as she glanced at me just to look back down at her cell. "It was a figment or your imagination."

"Do you know how childish—."

"Let me ask you something. You think I give a flying fuck about your attitude right now? Cause I don't. I truly don't. You got a damn attitude because you know you're wrong. So what we are gonna do is start this shit over because you've been away from me for a few days and you get wonky. I gotta give you a moment to re-evaluate who you're talking to. So feel free, take your moment." She motioned towards me and I knew I wasn't turning this one.

I took a deep breath before mumbling. "It's just part of the show."

She spoke as she went back to her phone. "That was cute. Real cute. I just think—."

"I was going to tell you—."

Kyrin's eyes never left her phone screen. "No you weren't but continue..."

"I wanted to change my image up a little bit. Everyone's so used to me covering up. I wanted to get back out of my shell and can you look at me please?"

Her eyes met with mines as she put her phone up. "Sorry, the Districts emailing but I'm listening. Go ahead."

"You aren't even that upset."

"I'm not." She replied. "I just think it's cute. Real cute."

I rolled my eyes. "Baby, it's not like I was having sex with the dudes."

"Oh you know better than to do that but I just thought it was cute. Real cute. To say you like to communicate Mrs. Jackson-Broussard, you surely forgot to tell me that one."

"I was going to tell you." I exclaimed. "Eventually. I just didn't exactly know how to tell you I would be grinding and groping men. It's not exactly an ideal conversation to have with you wife."

"But it's one you have sweets."

"I agree. I'm sorry. I should have told you. It's on me."

"Mhm." Kyrin shook her head. "You cute girl. Real cute."

"Why do you keep saying that?"

"Cause I knew yo ass wanted to come to Vegas single. That's why."

I pouted. "I'm not single. I'm married."

"Could have fooled me."

Walking over to her, I pulled her into me. "I'm sorry baby."

"Nothing to be sorry for because you're cute. Real cute."

"Stop saying that."

She chuckled. "Nah. I then had to hop on a plane to come and talk to you about something you didn't want to tell me. It's a Tuesday. So that means I called in, because Janet doesn't know how to act."

"I do though."

"Sure you do. You out here being cute. Real cute." I tried to kiss her but she mushed me away. "No ma'am. I don't know where them men's lips been. Us kissing is in the trash for right now."

"Baby don't do this."

"So I've been thinking..." She broke away. "How would you feel if I pursued stripping?"

"Kyrin, quit playing."

"Oh but I'm serious. How come you get to show out but I can't?"

"It's not the same thing and you know it."

"I'll say this again... could have fooled me. Then again, I shouldn't have ran that by you because you didn't run this by me. On other notes, let's have a couple bonding moment and read these DM's I've been getting about you and I mama cita. Come. Sit."

She sat on the couch in the room and reluctantly, I sat next to her. I watched her open her gallery and I spoke. "I don't really care what about what they say Ky. You shouldn't either."

"Oh no, I don't but when it comes to us, it's a different story because elania7812 decided to comment on my picture and let me know that you have no regard towards our marriage and I'm a dumb... hussey? Yeah, she said hussey. I'm a dumb hussey for staying. Hashtag with all due respect. Hashtag just speaking facts."

I rolled my eyes again. "Who cares what she says?"

"The 879 people who liked it before she got blocked." Kyrin swiped right and continued. "Delilaeflower told me that I was a beautiful soul and that I should keep my head high."

"See, that's a good one."

"Especially in the time of divorce..." Kyrin finished.

My face furrowed. "Please, we are not divorcing."

"Exactly. But the world seems to think so. So tonight, I got on that stage and I changed the narrative. In the public's eyes we are fine but I just want to let you know that I'm about to go strip so we can be even."

"This unity is not about getting even. Do you want me to stop doing it?"

"No girl. It's cute. Real cute." Before I could roll my eyes she laughed. "Okay I'm going to stop but no you don't have to stop. Next time, can you just let me know though? Give your wife a heads up or else I'll be sitting on another dudes lap on your stage."

I chuckled. "I promise I will. So..."

She flipped her hair over her shoulder as she asked. "So what woman?"

"What are you going do after this?"

"Take Sarah out to eat." She looked down at her phone and read something. "Your sister in laws said hey and that you did good on your showcase."

"Tell them I said thank you." I smiled softly.

"Will do." She mumbled as she put her head down for a moment and placed her phone on the table besides her. "Get on the vanity."

"Huh?"

Kyrin looked at me suddenly as she pointed at the piece of furniture behind me. "Undress and get on the vanity. Get. On. The. Vanity. Do I need to repeat myself again?"

Shaking my head, I began undressing and I watched as she pulled her hair into a top bun. Hoisting myself up on the cold surface, I watched her intensely. I was for sure I was just in trouble but hey, who was about to complain? Not I.

"So let's talk..." She mumbled as she walked up to me and kissed my neck. Her finger met at my lips and I gladly sucked on it just for her to dip it into my cave but not move. "I'm fine with the grinding, I'm fine with the groping, but the kissing got to go. Got it?"

I nodded as she began pumping that one finger, slowly at that. She was taunting me and she knew that. Apart of me was upset but the other part was getting wetter by the second. When I began to grind against her finger, eager to get an added sense of pressure, she mumbled. "Give me words and I'll give you what you want."

"Yes baby. I got it." I agreed quickly because it was no telling how long it would be before I would have her fingers back inside of me and I needed something that was going to hold me over.

"Good. Glad we could come to a conflict resolution." She mumbled as she sped her finger up. Her fingers swept my hair behind my ear as she began kissing and biting on my neck and collarbone. I pulled her closer into me as I enjoyed her affection. "Also, so I've been thinking of getting a new car. Maybe a Tulsa..."

My face scrunched up as I got ready to say no but she added a finger inside of me and curved it suddenly, hitting my G-spot instantly. I bucked against her as I put my head back against the mirror. "Fine baby. Whatever you want."

"See, I thought you'd see things my way. Don't you always see things my way?" She smirked and I could only moan in response. She stopped momentarily as she finished her statement. "Plus I have a good juncture if it helps, maybe I'll trade in my Benz."

I grabbed her chin and made her look at me. "Baby, do whatever you want to do. I just need you to not stop right now."

"Oh right. Focusing." She gained her rhythm back inside of me and I began rocking my hips against her fingers. "Can we discuss so—."

"Kyrin!" I exclaimed suddenly. "No talking."

She raised a eyebrow. "No talking? Okay. You said it though."

I wondered what she meant but didn't have time to ask because she took her fingers out of me and instead squatted. My eyes rolled back when I felt her put her all into eating me out. I took a shuddered breath against her until suddenly she picked me up with my legs around her shoulders. I yelped as her hands gripped around my back.

My back hit the wall of the room and I caught chills from its coldness. Kyrin bit down on my nub while she hummed something and my arms stretched out as I moaned. "D-daddy!"

And that's how they stayed, for three blissful rounds. Kyrin took her wife in absolute silence like she was requested to do. It was Janet who wasn't able to keep up with her own terms and conditions. Janet thought her wife would have let up after the first round, but Kyrin had landed in Vegas to prove two things.

That she could set boundaries just like Janet and to remind Janet that with very simple methods, she could be running the show in a matter of minutes. And it was safe to say, she'd definitely taught the lesson and successfully at that.

"Hey," Kyrin called out softly as she rubbed my body slowly. We were snuggled on the couch as I tried to go to sleep.

"Hm?" I hummed a response out as I kept my eyes closed.

"I asked you how long you planned on being cocky about the fact that I'd called you Daddy. You told me until I shut you up and—."

"Baby..." I trailed off because I had wanted to sleep.

My wife chuckled. "Well it's safe to say that I just shut you up but I'll let you sleep. Get some sleep baby, I love you."

"I love you too."