What You Won't Do: A Stand-alone Novella

By Blaque Diamond

What’s the golden rule when it comes to relationships? Never discuss your relationship with anyone. No exceptions! Whether things are going great, or not so great, keep things strictly between you and your mate. Trevor Matthews finds that out the hard way when what he thinks is an innocent conversation with his brother starts the downhill spiral of his marriage. What you say can come back to bite you when there are snakes lurking in the grass. No one is above stepping in to do what you won’t do if you give them the chance.
The twists and turns of this novella will have you second-guessing who you share your relationship woes with. You can’t trust everyone, and this story proves that point exactly. When it comes to love, or even lust, no one can be trusted. Zipped lips keeps things between two, not three, so if you know what’s best for your relationship, keep your business to yourself.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Diamond in the Rough Publications
• Release date: Nov 5, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370885053

Blaque Diamond

Blaque Diamond, born Bianca Johnson in the fall of 1989, always had a love for reading. Instead of playing outside with the other children, she could always be found with her head buried in a book somewhere. She enjoyed the magical adventures her books took her on every time she turned the pages. When she was eleven years old, she was urged to pursue writing as a career choice by her fifth-grade teacher. Blaque Diamond always wrote poetry and children’s stories as a hobby, and also as a form of therapy. She did not have an easy-going childhood, so writing was her way of escaping her harsh reality. Her teacher took note of her ability to tell a story and encouraged her to explore and develop her skills more. To Blaque Diamond, writing was her only way to express what she felt inside without saying exactly what was on her mind. Writing poetic proses and creative stories allowed her to make her voice heard through her own words.As she grew older, Blaque Diamond began taking her teachers advice. She always involved herself in writing related activities in school, especially creative writing classes. She was always interested in learning about different forms of writing and the different styles. Her love for reading the written word, then became her love for writing. She loved the idea of creating her own stories. She took pride in the passion that poured through her words. Blaque Diamond took the first initiative to get her work published in January of 2017 when she submitted some of her poetry to be published in an anthology. Blaque Diamond submitted four poems, and three of them were chosen, hence her publishing journey first began. Since then, she has went on to publish several more publications as a self-published author with many more publications to come.When she’s not writing, Blaque Diamond enjoys traveling, cooking, spending time with friends, mixing up her next batch of homemade body butter, reading a good book, shopping, and anything else she has a mind to get into. Blaque Diamond categorizes her genre of writing as Contemporary African-American Fiction, which could fall under genres such as urban fiction, African-American romance, urban drama, or African-American fiction, and of course, poetry. If you would like to keep up with her latest releases and other happenings in her life, check out her website and subscribe to her blog.Http://www.writerblaquediamond.com

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Chapter One

Trevor:

Trevor, Lisa whined again lying on the bed with her legs spread wide open as she began playing with herself, trying to tempt me.

What Lisa? You know I don’t do that, and I am not going to tell you again, I replied as I got up from the bed aggravated, so I grabbed my boxers and slid them back on.

We were in our bedroom about to make love, and Lisa had just finished pleasing me orally. She was expecting me to do the same to her, but she knew that I don’t do oral sex. We had this argument every so often, and it always ended the same. I thought that by now Lisa would be off the subject, but apparently, she wasn’t. I wasn’t going to give in to her no matter how much I loved her, and that was final. I was no longer in the mood to go any further with our love making session.

Seeing that my mind was made up, she closed her legs and draped the covers over her naked body, before she said, You don’t complain or push me away when I do it to you, so what’s the problem with you returning the favor?

You knew that I was not into eating pussy when we were dating, so I don’t know what made you think that anything was different now that we are married.

Huffing angrily, she rolled her eyes at me as she said, It’s not fair Trevor, and you know it.

Well, it’s not going to change, and this is the last time we are going to have this discussion. There is no need to keep arguing about the same thing over and over again when it’s not going to make a difference. I am not going to go down on you, and that’s final! I shouted, storming out of our bedroom and slamming the door on her complaining.

I was so tired of having this same old argument with her repeatedly. She knew I didn’t do the oral sex thing, so I don’t know why she kept harping on it. I thought that putting my mouth on something that a woman bled from and pushed a baby out of was so disgusting. Granted I didn’t mind getting my dick sucked; I thought it was different. My skin crawled every time I thought of putting my mouth anywhere near a woman’s pussy. I walked into the kitchen to grab myself a bottle of water out of the refrigerator and guzzled it down. I drained the bottle and then tossed it into the trashcan. I didn’t want to continue this tired argument with Lisa, so I decided to go into my man cave and watch some TV. I opened the door to the basement and descended the stairs into my sanctuary and collapsed onto the leather recliner. I picked up the remote and turned the channel to ESPN to watch the latest football game of Dallas Cowboys versus New England Patriots.

Even though my wife was drop dead gorgeous, I wasn’t going to give in to her request. There was no compromising that situation. At thirty-one, Lisa was a petite woman at 5 feet 1 inches and 140 pounds. She had long blonde hair down her back, and she had the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. Her peachy complexion was blemish free, and she had the sexiest set of pink lips. She was educated, and she had a great career as one of the top civil attorney’s in our city of Alexandria, Virginia. She was a diamond that I had the luxury of coming home to each day, but this argument over oral sex was driving me crazy. I decided that I would call my brother Travis and get some advice from him about the situation. Travis and I were identical twins. We were both a peanut butter complexion, with light brown eyes and perfect smiles. We stood at 6 feet 2 inches and 215 pounds of muscle. The only thing that distinguished the two of us was that I kept a bald head and Travis had a low cut. Other than that, we were identical physically, but we had totally different personalities. People kept getting us confused, so I decided to cut all my hair off so that we would be noticeably different. I knew if no one else could help me with this situation, my twin brother could, so I picked up my phone and called him. He was not one to mince his words, so I knew he would give me his honest opinion on what he thought about the situation, no matter if I wanted to hear it or not.

Hey bro, Travis said as he answered my call.

Hey, Travy, I greeted, calling him by the nickname I had given him as a child.

What’s up, man? I was sitting here watching this game.

I came down to the basement to watch the game too, but I couldn’t concentrate on what was going on.

What? Why? He inquired.

Man, Lisa and I are at it again.

What’s going on with y’all? Everything seemed fine the last time I stopped by.

Rubbing my hand over my face in frustration, I explained the situation to my brother, I said, Well, see it’s like this. I don’t get down with the whole eating pussy thing, and she has a problem with it. She acted like it was cool in the beginning, but now she gets mad about it whenever we are getting busy and I don’t do it to her.

What? Trevor, you don’t eat pussy? He asked laughing.

No, man. I don’t do that nasty shit, I responded, not seeing the humor in the situation.

"Man, what is up with that? Do she suck you off?"

Yeah, she does.

Then what’s the problem with you eating the cookie? He questioned like it was a no-brainer.

Frowning up my face in disgust, I asked, What do you mean? I don’t do that. That shit is disgusting.

Man, you don’t know what you are missing. There isn’t anything wrong with pleasing your woman orally. If she does it to you with no issue, then you shouldn’t have a problem reciprocating the favor. As long as her pussy don’t stink, everything should be good. Knowing Lisa like I do, I know her pussy don’t stink, so you should be getting down.

Nah man I’m good on that. That just isn’t my thing. I have never gone down on any female, and I’m not going to start. I don’t care that she is my wife.

No wonder you couldn’t keep a girl in high school and college. Once they found out you weren’t eating the cookies, they bounced, said Travis, still laughing hysterically.

Defending myself, I replied, Man that had nothing to do with it. They were just whores who couldn’t keep their legs closed. They were out there chasing some other dude's dick.

Man, you know that’s some bull shit you’re spitting.

Nah that’s the truth.

Mhmm. If that’s what you tell yourself to sleep at night go ahead and keep believing it. Ok, so let me kick it to you like this. How would you feel if Lisa had a problem with giving you head? You have to put yourself in her shoes. It isn’t like you’re out here putting your mouth on just any female. This is the woman that you have been with for eight years.

Well, I don’t have that problem, so I don’t think about it. Nobody is going to make me do something I’m not comfortable with.

Have you ever even tried it? He asked.

No, and I’m not about to.

What’s the problem with it? Don’t knock it until you try it.

That shit is nasty, and I’m not going to do it.

Bro I love you and all, but I’m going to tell you the honest truth. You better start eating some pussy before someone else does. You know what they say. What you won’t do the next man will, Travis warned, getting serious.

So, what are you trying to say? If I don’t do something that I am whole-hearted against, Lisa is going to find someone who will? Nah. She isn’t like that. She loves me, and she knows that she will have to do without the oral sex. She won’t cheat on me just for that. Other than that, our marriage is great, I said with confidence.

Ok, Trevor, I’m just warning you. Don’t get too comfortable in thinking you know your wife that well. You might be mistaken. People sometimes go out to get what they aren't getting at home. You may think that it is something trivial, but it could be the downfall of your marriage.

We’re good. I know I don’t have anything to worry about. Lisa isn’t a whore. What are you getting into later on? I asked changing the subject finally.

I talked to my brother for a little while longer before I ended the call. I sat there for a minute replaying the conversation, and I shook the whole thing off. I knew Lisa better than I knew myself. She would never step out of our marriage. We have been married for two years, but we have been together for eight. If the oral sex thing was that much of a big deal, she would’ve left me a long time ago. That’s how I know it isn’t as big of an issue as Travis was making it. I think Lisa kept asking me about it hoping that eventually I would give in, but it wasn’t going to happen. After completely putting the situation out of my mind, I decided that I would go back upstairs and talk to my wife. I made my way back up the stairs and stepped back into the main house as I closed the basement door.

Chapter Two

Trevor:

I threw my keys down on the counter and shuffled through the mail that I had brought in with me. It was mostly junk, so I tossed it into the trashcan. I walked towards the kitchen as my stomach growled in hunger. I could smell food cooking as I got closer to the doorway. When I peeped my head in, I could see Lisa standing over the stove stirring something in a pot. She looked so good wearing a cute little apron that left little to the imagination. The apron barely covered her plump ass. My dick stood up instantly as I continued to watch her move around the kitchen. I finally announced my presence by walking up behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist and kissing her on the neck.

Hey, baby how was work? She asked.

Answering her question, I said, It was good. I was able to sign the contract for my new client to build their house.

That’s great baby. Dinner is almost ready, so go and wash your hands.

Ok babe. I’ll be right back.

I walked out of the kitchen and down the hall to the half-bathroom. I had to use the bathroom as well, so I handled my business and washed my hands for dinner. I made my way back into the kitchen, and I could see her getting plates out of the cabinet. I walked into the dining room and took a seat at the table. Lisa piled food onto the plates before she came and placed a plate in front of me. She had cooked mashed potatoes, cubed steak, green beans, and yeast rolls. She had even baked a red velvet cake for dessert. Everything looked delicious. She could throw down in the kitchen, and she knew it.

I waited until she had grabbed her plate and sat down before I bowed my head to say grace. We ate dinner together and discussed our work day as we ate. Lisa had just taken on a new case involving copyright infringement, and I had finally secured the contract to go ahead and start the building of one of my client’s home for my construction business, Matthew’s Building and Construction. After dinner was done, I helped Lisa to wash the dishes. While she washed, I dried and put them away. Lisa swept the kitchen floor, and I wiped down the counter tops and table with a dishcloth. We always worked like this. We were partners. Life partners.

We decided that we would relax and watch a movie to spend some quality time with each other. I let her pick the movie, and she chose Jumping the Broom. It was a good movie with one of our favorite actresses, Loretta Devine. We snuggled together on the couch and enjoyed the drama