Baring it All (part 29) Happy Hour Claude sat at the bar drinking his 5th beer. He usually did not drink this early in the day but this had been a disturbing week. He had been laid off from his job 3 weeks ago and still had not found another one. Well actually he had been fired for showing up drunk but dammit he'd been there 2 years they could have overlooked it, again. The new supervisor was an asshole and out to get him. He just knew it. Claude wasn't pressed at first, he and Monica had been living together for over a year and he'd carried her ass a time or two. But Monica was just like all those other bitches he'd been with. As soon as a brotha didn't have a job she was hounding his ass 24/7. She was even trying to hold out on giving him the pussy saying she was tired when she got home. Last night she'd come in around 11pm. She was supposed to be gone to a damn funeral. Claude knew that nobody's funeral lasted until 11pm. She tried to say she went by the house, to pay respects to the family but Claude didn't even care. She was lying on the bed when he walked over to the edge and put his dick in her face. He looked at her daring her to refuse him. She knew better, not after all he'd done for her and the things he'd given her. She'd taken it all in her mouth slurping like it was candy. Claude loved it. He pumped his hips into her face as she stroked it in and out of her mouth. She used her hands to jack the end that wouldn't fit in her mouth then slowly deep throated it. Claude let out a low moan then pulled his dick out spilling his cum all over her face. He went into the bathroom and got a washcloth to wipe off his dick. Then he'd gone to bed and went to sleep. Claude had been semi-faithful to her ass since the day he let her move in. She came to him crying that the Puerto Rican DJ has put her ass out. He'd caught her going through his wallet while he was sleeping and dropped her ass. Claude always thought Monica was sexy and he loved fucking her so he let her move in. But he always knew she was fucking around down at the club. She denied it over and over again but Claude was no dummy, he knew what went on in places like Chocolate City. That's why he'd agreed to join his buddies Mike and Billy in a little show last week with one of the strippers. He needed the money and she'd promised them cash and good pussy. It had turned out better than Claude imagined as far as the pussy was concerned. All of the strippers joined in.Even Monica had not hesitated to get in on the fun and Claude could tell it wasn't her first time participating in something like that. She'd come home late that night too; she said she gave Lisa a ride home.When Claude confronted her about her participation in the show she tried to turn that shit around on him, asking why HE was involved. When he told her he did it for the money she claimed she had never done anything like that before and only joined in because he was there. "Yeah Right" Claude thought as he ordered another beer. He downed a handful of nuts and took a swig from his beer. Then he glanced up at the TV and saw a picture of the preacher Lisa married on the screen. He asked the bartender to turn it up. "Rev. Travis Leonard of Greater St. Giles Community Church has been arrested and charged with first degree murder in the death of his wife Elizabeth "Lisa" Leonard. This reporter has learned that Rev. Leonard is being held without bond awaiting a pre-preliminary hearing. His wife was found stabbed to death earlier this week..." Claude did not wait for the reporter to finish the story. He took out a wad of bills and paid for his beers. "Well, well, well, how about that." he thought as he left the bar and hailed a cab.