Female Senses

That's my lover sitting there on the couch watching the game. Not my first, but definitely my last, ha?. I'll bet his life on that!
We got married five years ago and finally had our bundle of joy 18 months ago. He's a great husband and tries to give me the world. We'll from all the things that I want, he does. I'm not one of those materialistic chics that need so much to survive. Ya know like get my nail, hair, and toes did. Or go shopping for unnecessary name brand clothing. Don't get me wrong now, I love to look good for my man and there are some banging name brand clothing that I love. I'll get them if I can, but only at a bomb sale price. And if I can fit them. It just seems that after the baby has been born, I haven't been able to return to my normal weight and get this damn baby weight off!

"Baby do you think I look fat?" I asked him looking at myself and trying to show him what I was talking about. Guess I shouldn't have asked him while the game was on.
"Naw baby, I keep telling you you're not fat. You just need to tone up a bit." He pushed me aside to get a better view of the TV. I wasn't sure if that was a compliment or an insult, so I decided to get a little clarification.
"I mean but look at all this?  I definitely need to loose some of this." I asked, referring to my derriere.
"Hell naw, ain't nothing wrong with that don't lose my a$$, although you could tone it up a bit a lift it a little. You had that scarf on your head for weeks now you can do something with that." He laughed.

I decided to leave him alone and let him watch his game. I decided to take it as a compliment and work on toning my now love handles. I went into the exercise room that he created for us but somehow we just leave as a show piece. I decided to work on my arms. I lifted once, and came down. "Whew!....ok that's enough for now.  I'll do a serious work out tomorrow. I had to go change the baby now anyways.

After I got the baby settled we ate dinner and I got the baby ready for bed while Nate took his shower. After his shower he went to lay down because he had to go to work. I remember back in the days when he worked a different shift, we were able to spend so much time together. He works for the Coca-Cola company. I guess its delivery/sales. He goes and sale contracts to get the stores to sale their Coke Products and set up the displays. After he makes the sale then he has to distribute the Coke Products. Before we were married, he'd always stop by my house to spend some time and rumble in the hay while still getting paid on the clock. I used to wonder if the man really did have a full time job. But after the first year of being married, they switched him to salary and night shift so I hardly get to spend time with him anymore. All that coming home while getting paid was put to a halt. But still it would make any girl wonder, if he decided to go rumble in the hay all day with someone else.

I picked up his underwear off the bathroom floor. I tell him time and time again to put his dirty clothes in the hamper but do you think he listens? No, he works so therefore I guess he thinks that I work for him.
I undressed and started to turn on the shower when I had notice a new shower gel hanging on the shower caddy. I looked at it and smelled it. It smelled good. But my female senses told me to halt! What the hell is he doing with smelling good shower gel? After five years of no shower gel, all of a sudden it pops up. Ding! Ding! Ding!, my female senses told me something was definitely wrong.

After I took my shower the shower gel wouldn't leave me alone. It kept banging me in the head saying, "You'd better ask about me." I went to our bedroom where Nate was beginning to fall asleep. I asked him casually, "Where'd you get the shower gel?"
"What?" I know he ain't trying to play dumb.
"Shower gel" I pronounced each syllable and gave a definition. "You know the substance similar to liquid soap, which is used for cleaning the body while showering.
"Oh I bought it." Did the dude think I was dumb? I didn't think he got it for free cause it wasn't a darn sample. Yall might think I was being petty but uhmmm sista girl gotta know.
"From where?" I asked him.

"I bought it off of one of my customers for $5.00, she had some stuff she was selling." Nate said as he rolled over trying to dismiss the conversation. I don't know about yall but I was wondering if it was a female customer or what. Shoot you gotta play detective with some of these men if you want to know the truth or get any type of clues about what's going on.
"She?" I said merely making a statement. "I thought you were the salesman?"
"Dion!" He said my name irritatedly. I knew it was time to stop the shower gel interrogation.

A few weeks had passed and I tried to reach Nate one night by cell phone while he was at work. Surprisingly he didn't answer. He always answers. I ain't no paranoid chic. Ok well maybe I am, but hell sometimes you have to be if you want to know. It's not like they are going to come out and tell you they're cheating.
By the time he was getting off of work he called. "What's up?"
"Why didn't you answer the phone when I called?"
"When did you call?....Well you know my phones been acting up." I explained to him what time I called but by now I had forgotten even why I did call in the first place. His not answering didn't sit well with me.

When he came home, I was reading a book. He went straight into the kitchen. "What's for dinner?"
"I dunno." I shrugged my shoulders still engrossed into my book. "I was thinking we could eat out."
"We've been eating out everyday this week! You haven't cooked none this week!"
"So….you still eat and get full right?"
"Fine! Order the damn food, I'm hungry!"
I ordered the food and noticed that he had gotten into the shower. My female senses kicked on again. Now I know you want your man to be clean at all times. It wasn't the fact that he was cleaning his body. But the fact that this was out of his norm. he doesn't normally take a shower as soon as he gets into the door. But ya know I'm going to leave that one alone. It has been mentally noted.

I sat back down and tried to get back into my book while the baby was still sleeping. Nate got out of the shower and walked up too me.
"You know I bought all that exercise equipment and you haven't used it yet."
"Woah, excuse me?" No the hell he didn't go there. "What are you my personal trainer now? Don't tell me what I'm not doing when you ain't doing it either. You have your own equipment in there too that you haven't touched since you bought it!"
"You know what forget it..tell me when the food gets here." I know he wasn't sitting up here trying to call me fat now all of a sudden, when his pop belly is poppin all over the place!
We ended the day in our usual routine and went to bed.

He left for work and I called him again when morning came. He didn't answer. This time a female answered instead. I was caught the hell off guard.
"Excuse me?" My heart began to beat double time.
"Hello." The meek female voice answered on the other end of my husband's cell phone.
'Be cool Dion' is what I kept telling myself. "Where is Nate? Who is this? And why are you answering my husband's phone."
"Well, this is Michelle. Nate's not here. And he left his cell phone at my store." I wanted to come through the phone and kill this chick.
"Where the hell is here?" She told me the location of the store and best believe I got there faster than teleport.

I walked into the store and I be damn if she wasn't the prettiest little thing I have ever saw. Sometimes that's what pisses you off the most. If you were being cheated on at least you can call her an ugly B*tch! I walked up to the counter.
"Are you Michelle!"
"Yes." She said with the brightest smile and pearly white teeth.
"I believe you have my husband's cell phone!" I wanted to snatch her bubbly a$$ and beat her until the white meat showed.
"Yeah?" She started to give it to me but put her hand back. She starred at my baby. "Aww is that Talisa? She's just as her father said?"
"Excuse me!?" Aww hell, now see that is definitely an a$$ whoppin. "He told you about my baby?" I had to ask.

I had to put my daughter down because I knew when I came I wasn't just coming to talk.

"Oh yeah. We talk about everything! Your Dion right?  He even tells me how you don't want to cook or exercise?." Before she could finish her sentence I was already grabbing a hand full of her long beautiful hair and dragging her over the counter top.

"Don't hate on me because I can give your husband everything you can't!" Oh, she was just going to get an unrecognizable beat down, but now she just signed her death certificate!
I kept beating her and beating her little skinny a$$ until my own hands began to bleed. I couldn't see anything anymore.  I just know that my heart ached and I felt so betrayed. Why didn't he tell me that I wasn't doing it for him anymore. Why didn't he at least warn me the we were coming to an end. My heart beat so fast and so hard that it felt as if it was coming up through my throat.
I felt a kiss on my cheek. "Alright baby, I'm about to go." I heard Nate's voice.

I opened my eyes and was mad as hell. I snatched away from him.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I had a dream." I told Nate all about the dream before he left for work.
"Baby!....You got to let that shower gel go!"
"What?" I honestly didn't know what the hell he was talking about.
"Baby the lady that sold me the shower gel was an old white woman!....Let it go!"
"Ain't nobody talking about no damn shower gel!" I started to get angry cause I could still vision this beautiful girl in the dream and the feeling of betrayal was so real, and he talking about some damn shower gel.
"Just let it go." He said as he walked out the door.

I sat there still pissed about the dream and how real it was. On the other had I was glad to know that the lady that sold him the shower gel was old and white. But this dream was still buggin me. I laid there replaying the dream in my mind. I looked closer at the beautiful girl and realized it was me. It was me when he first met me. I was bubblier, prettier, and definitely skinner. In reality I was kicking my own a$$.

I got straight up and started to do a full workout routine. I was determined to get my body back. When Nate came home for work that day, I had prepared him his favorite dinner. Baby back ribs, with home made BBQ sauce, homemade mac & cheese, fresh greens, and homemade French bread with a lot of butter.

I was determined to get my man back before he even thought about leaving me. He propped his feet up on the table after dinner and watched his game. Me and Talisa sat and watched it with him. He enjoyed having me there so he can sound so smart when he tried to tell me something about the game. I was determined to get my life back.