You would expect this little tit for tat between my husband and I would have been over by now. I got him, and he got me so it should be done. Right? Wrong! Oh so very wrong. I just can't let him have this final victory. After all, he ruined my shopping trip and embarrassed me in front of God and everyone in the store. So it is my duty as a woman, a very competitive woman that I should get my final revenge on my dear sweet, obsessive, and crazy husband.

Now some time has passed since my embarrassing incident in the store, and since that time my husband has been doing everything under the sun to keep me happy. I mean it's like we are dating again. He is sending flowers and chocolates with wine to my office. I am truly feeling spoiled here. He is also spoiling me rotten in the bedroom. I don't think my toes have curled this much since our wedding night.

Through all of the moans and orgasmic screams, I am giving him. I am still patiently waiting for the right time to strike. This has become a cat and mouse game, and Rick is the mouse.

It's been three months to the day exactly, and I figured might as well have a day of remembrance and revenge all at the same time. Andrea, Daryl, Sasha, Maggie and Glenn plus all of their kids were at our house for a random weekend get together. So the house was in complete chaos with children running all over the place giggling and having fun.

I convinced Carl to help me with get my payback, and he was more than happy to see his dad 'get what's coming to him.'

I had Carl order a fake realistic spider off of eBay. The plan was to get Rick cornered in a closet or room and listen to him freak out about the spider, and make him apologize for everything. I felt kind of bad about using the spider since I knew Rick disliked spiders just as much as I did, but I was willing to put my fear aside to watch my husband lose it.

So while everyone was distracted having fun, I went searching for Carl to let him know that it was time. I found Carl in the living room playing on his Xbox one with Glenn. They both seemed so lost in the game that I had to snap my fingers in front of his face to get his attention.

snap "Carl… Hello, Earth to Carl."

"Oh sorry, mom. Did you need something?" he asked while still focusing on the video game

"Yeah, I think it time we go to the storage closet and put stuff away."

Carl turned his head to look at his mom with a seriously confused look on his face. "Put stuff in the closet? Isn't dad supposed to do that since the door gets stuck?"

"Not today you and I will do that … remember" I raised my eyebrows and tilted my head towards the hallway hoping my son would get the hint.

"Carl you mom wants you for something covert. Please help her out before she gives herself whiplash and her eyebrows get stuck" said Glenn as he snorted and went back to playing the game

His eyes widened as he finally realized what I was hinting at. "Oh ok. I will be right there mom and help you with the storage room."

"Ok let me go check on your sister and father."

As I made my way to the backyard, I could already see Daryl and Rick standing in front of the grill. They each had a beer in their hands, and Rick was making sure the meat was cooking evenly. I made my way to where the ladies were sitting and began chatting it up for about 10 minutes. I wanted to give Carl enough time to get everything set up before I made my move. Once the 10 minutes were up I made my way over to the grill where Rick and Daryl were discussing the latest Atlanta Falcons game.

"Hey Honey"

Rick turned and faced his wife his eyebrows raised at hearing his wife calling him honey in front of friends. He already knew she wanted him to do something for her.

"Can you help me with something?" he tilted his head back and slightly groaned. "I can't right now I'm watching the food. Have Carl help you."

"No, I need your help with this" I knew it was going to take a lot of convincing to get my husband to leave his precious grill. So I had to sweeten the deal and give him my best 'I want you now look' which may have come off as looking awkward.

Daryl tried not to laugh at the awkward interaction "Go on man; I think your wife needs you for something else. " Rick turned and looked at his friend "Carl can help her. Where is he at anyway? He's probably inside on that damn video game" Rick sighed as he looked at his wife then back at the meat he had on the grill cooking.

I knew I had to go in for the kill or I would lose my chance and my nerve. I walked up to my husband and squeezed in between him and the grill and leaned in real close making sure that my breast rubbed against his forearm and whispered in his ear "I think this is going to require your personal attention."

His eyes squinted as he leaned back and studied my face. I made sure I flashed him my million dollar smile and played with the buttons on his shirt.

Daryl cleared his throat as he tried to look away "Like I said man I think your wife needs your help. Don't worry I will make sure the food doesn't burn."

Rick didn't hear anything his friend said all he remembers is handing him the grill tongs and grabbing his wife's hand and pulling her back into the house.

I got him! He was dragging me into the house so fast it felt like my feet never touched the floor. He headed towards the stairs to take our impromptu rendezvous upstairs, but I tugged on his arm to get his attention.

"No baby... I have somewhere else in mind" His eyes lit up, and he began to lick his lips "Oh yeah... Where?"

"Follow me" I grabbed him by his hand and began to lead him towards the downstairs storage closet. As we were walking, I made sure to sway my hips a little bit more because I knew he was watching how my ass swayed in my blue sundress. Yeah, daddy keep your eyes on my ass I thought to myself. I couldn't help feeling a little excited because every time I turned and looked at him, I could see nothing but savage lust in those blue eyes. He had the type of look where I knew if the situation was different this man would devour me whole right here and now. Now I had to add the final touch.

"Are you ready Daddy?" He loves when I call him Daddy it always turns him on in an instant. I could hear him growl low in his throat, and I knew not to turn around because if I did, he might just pounce on me.

As we reached the closet, he quickly grabbed me by my waist and lifted me up. He pressed my body up against the wall as he buried his face into my neck and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He began placing hot kisses all along my neck. Oh God, this man's mouth could make me forget my name sometimes and the way he was sucking and nibbling my spot I almost did. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips this man was grinding his ever present hard-on into my center.

I had to stay focused I had to regain control. I began tapping Rick on his shoulder "Rick baby... Rick, we have to stop we are still in the hallway, and we have a houseful of guests."

He growled as he continued to devour my neck and earlobe "They will be fine without us. I only need 3 minutes maybe 4 to have you right where I want you."

I grabbed him by his head and forced him to look at me "Oh really?! Just 3 – 4 minutes now. ..Maybe I should just go back outside since it seems you want to …"

"You better not even think about it."

"Come on let go into the storage closet for this so-called quickie."

"Well alright."

Now my plan was to get him into the closet and while he was looking for something I needed he would see the spider and then I would close the door locking him in there but it seems that now the plan has changed. As soon as he entered the closet, he grabbed me by my hand pulling me in and closing the door. He immediately pulled the cord to turn on the light in the small space.

Carl and I spoke about him placing the spider in a specific place in the storage room that way it would be easy to see. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I immediately saw the spider on the top shelf of the closet. I almost bolted right then, but I had to remember that it was a fake and not a real spider. I took a deep breath and began to put on an Oscar worthy performance.

"Eeeekkk" Yeah I was that fake about it. It was so fake that Rick stopped for a sec and stared at me.

"Hmm, what the hell is that Michonne. You now a damsel in distress, because if you are Daddy will come to your rescue." Rick smirked and began walking towards me.

"No... No, look behind you on the shelf" he turned around and immediately saw the fake arachnid.

"Oh shit!" Rick back into me trying to put as much distance between him and the spider. "Look at the size of that damn thing. I bet it's that same spider that has been in the attic hiding."

"I thought you killed that spider."

"Well, that's what Carl told me. I didn't see it and why the hell is you so calm" He was facing me trying to get his hands around the knob to open the door.

"I'm calm because I want to make sure that while I have you in this precarious position that you understand a few things before I let you out."

"Let me out" He tilted his head and squinted his eyes at me. "Do you not see that big ass spider behind me woman. You better get out of my way."

I placed my hand on his chest and began pushing him back causing him to take a few steps back towards the spider. "Michonne what the hell are you doing. You better stop before one of us gets hurt, and it looks like it will be you since you are blocking the door."

"Nope, I will not move. Rick this is your payback for the little childish stunt you did to me in the shoe store a few months ago. "He rolled his eyes. " Michonne so you have stooped to this. Teasing me and locking me in a closet with one of your minions from hell."

"Yes, it is, and I want you to apologize for what you did, and swear you won't do it again because if you do, I swear you will go from Daddy to Little Daddy like that." I snapped my fingers to make sure he understood how serious I was.

"Fine... fine, whatever let's just get out of here before that damn spider decides to make me its next meal."

"Don't worry; it's fake,"

"What do you mean it's fake?" He was now looking at me as if I grew a second head.

"I mean that it's fake as in not real."

He turned around and looked at the shelf. "Well, it looks like fake got up and walked away."

I looked back to the top shelf, and he was right the spider was gone. I immediately went into panic mode. "Where did it go?" My eyes were scanning all over the storage room looking for any sign of the spider. I turned around and reached for the handle and began trying to turn the knob to and push on the door so we can get out, but it was stuck.

"Damnit, Rick. Open this door" I continued to try and turn the knob, but the door wouldn't budge.

"Here let me do it." Rick tried pushing on the door to get it to open, but it still didn't move. I glanced once again seeing if the spider had come back, but nope it was still missing.

"Hurry up! Get me out of here."

"Oh so now you're in a hurry to get out of here a minute ago you were ok with being in here with your coconspirator."

"Just shut up and open the door. I so blame you for this." I was pressing my body as close to the door as I could get. I was starting to panic.

"Please tell me how in the hell is this my fault." He looked at me as he continued to try and get the door open.

"If you would have just left my butthole alone we wouldn't be …" I had my arms crossed over my chest as I glared at him.

He let out an exasperated groan "Oh my god…you are still mad about that and blaming me for all of this."

"Because it is your fault. If you weren't trying to be like Captain Kirk and go where no man has gone before we wouldn't be in this mess." He turned around and narrowed his eyes at me trying to assert his so called dominance.

"I'm not going to tell you again Chonne. That is MY ASS, and if I want to put tiger stripes on it and make it growl at me I will"

I scoffed and rolled my eyes at his ridiculous statement "I would like to see you try it" He continued to push on the door, but it just wouldn't budge. "I'm just going to have to break this door down."

"You better be ready to replace it also" I glared at him

"You do realize I do live here, Right. So, of course, I will pay for it as I pay for everything else around here." He rolled his eyes at me.

I turned around once again, and I finally spotted the spider. It was still on the top shelf but is was closer now. I kept my eyes on it as I heard Rick continuing to fight with the door. I thought I would be able to make it till Rick got the door opened, but sadly that wasn't the case. As soon as I saw the spider move with my own eyes, I completely lost it. I screamed as I turned around so fast I knocked my husband against the door. The momentum finally forced the door open, and we both came tumbling out. I landed right on top of Ricks back as he fell forward onto his chest. I scrambled to my feet as fast as humanly possible and ran towards the front of house shaking my hair and stomping my feet as I went trying to make sure that our little friend didn't try and tag along. Rick was right behind me also checking himself for an eight legged tag along.

As we made our way back towards the living room still shaking out our hair and clothes, I saw that Glenn and Carl were still playing their video game. Glenn was the first to notice me standing there gawking at the both of them.

"Hey, Michonne. Is something wrong?" Carl turned around and immediately jumped up "Oh crap mom. I completely forgot. Let me go get it now." He began to walk towards the stairs, but I put my hand out to stop him. "You mean to tell me that after I told you to go get ready, you just sat here and continued playing this video game."

Glenn cleared his throat and put his game controller down and headed towards the backyard "I'm just going to go see if Maggie needs anything."

"I'm sorry mom. Are you ok? You look like you were just in a fight."

I couldn't believe what just happened and now to have my son tell me that he forgot. I was fuming. "Rick sweetie..." I glanced back at my husband. "I need you to go to the garage and get the shovel. We are going to have a body that will need to bury in a minute." A big Cheshire grin spread across his face as he looked at our son.

"Yes, ma'am."

A/N: I wanna thank everyone for reading, reviewing and adding the story as a favorite. A big shot out once again to Thebaetide for providing the inspiration for this story.