by Kizzie Hayes
“Then go for…” before she could complete her statement, the sexy girl was next to Frank and sat on the long chair beside Frank.
“I need Domino de Pingus,” she said and smiled sheepishly, “I need it now,” she said impishly.
“Okay, ma’am,” the Spanish girl responded.
“Wait; what’s your name, sexy bartender?” Elsa asked and dimpled a smile absently, “I like you.”
“I am Delia Adolfo,” she said, “and I like you too.”
As the girls were exchanging pleasantries, Frank was busy looking at them. He became gaping because of the sexy girl that captured his soul but he didn’t care. The beauty of the new girl got him spellbound.
“I am Frank Newman,” he said intrusively and thrust his hand for a handshake with her but Elsa looked at him snobbishly and ignored him.
“Men are synonymous with mischief,” she muttered, “Domino, please,” she said to the bartender.
In a jiffy, the drink was served to her and she took it to the VIP section and started drinking.
Elsa lately began to think that every man is the same. Her sordid experience with her uncle made her dislike men generally, even though she knew that she was committing a fallacy of overgeneralization but she preferred it that way. She was in need of some time which would help her figure out what to do with the pregnancy.
“Hey, stop looking,” Delia said and nudged him, “Go for it, and don’t be discouraged by her unfriendly attitude. I bet she’s going through heartbreak. Many of them come around to drink their sorrows away in the bar. I have seen a lot here but this is the point she’s most vulnerable because she’s seeking someone to make her smile. Go for it, man.”
Frank felt encouraged and smiled. “You’re a darling,” he said to her and took the bottle of Domino and went to the table where Elsa was drinking. The sexy girl got her legs crossed, which exposed the smoothness of her thigh through the long slit of the prom gown. “Hey, I know I am a man but I may be the good one,” he said. He felt that what he said wasn’t in order, “Sorry, all men are the same…but I want to assure you that you’ll feel better soon.”
Elsa kept drinking, with her attention glued absently to the stripper who was on the stage dancing. Frank waited until she gulped down her wine then refilled her glass.
“Hey, I can’t remember asking for your help,” she said rudely and got up to ask for another glass but Frank held her hand.
“We can just drink together and bid each other adieu forever,” Frank said solemnly.
Elsa saw that she was about to create a scene among the large crowd which made her sit back. “Just for a drink and you take your fucking ass off my back,” she said and crossed her legs. “Fill it up.”
Frank was happy that she obliged him, so he quickly filled up her glass and filled his too. “I am Frank Newman,” he reiterated.
“I heard it before…Frank Oldman,” she humored, even though she didn’t mean to sound funny, but that statement left some smiles on her face but she stifled it so that Frank wouldn’t think that she was being friendly.
“Ha-ha,” Frank grinned, “sorry for the imp-like laughter,” he apologized. “You sounded funny and reminded me of what my girlfriend used to call me in college.”
“Where is she now?” Elsa asked and took a sip of her wine, “Is she happy, pregnant or what?”
Frank was surprised at her question which sounded as if he was being grilled. He smiled and cleared his throat: “Well, I don’t know anything about her anymore,” he answered. “What about you?”
“What about me?” she repeated thoughtfully, “Be straightforward, married man.”
Frank was surprised that Elsa knew he was married. He remembered removing the ring which got him surprised that she knew who he was.
“Married man?” he recapitulated, “I am not married.”
“That’s why I hate all men…and I keep saying it,” she faltered with an angry tone, “They all lie. Please, can we end this meeting now?” she asked and tried to stand again but Frank pinned her to the seat.
“Okay, fine,” he said admittedly, “I am married.”
“Good boy,” she voiced benignly, “so, why did you remove your ring?”
“Did you see me when I did that?” Frank asked curiously.
“I don’t need to see it, especially when a ring that has stayed for a long time in your fingers lives a print that makes its position fairer than other parts of the finger,” she said and pointed towards his finger.
It was then that Frank took a look at his finger and noticed that it was obvious that he just removed the ring.
“I’m sorry for that,” he apologized, “But I have my reasons.”
“Keep the reason to yourself,” Elsa said and smiled angrily again, “you just want to fuck me, rape me and then get me pregnant.”
Frank knew that she was really going through a lot but wasn’t too quick to start asking questions because she wasn’t in the right state of mind to answer. He remained calm and shrewd and continued drinking.
As they discussed, Elsa became tipsy and turned coquettish even to the extent that she wanted to kiss the same man that she accused a couple of minutes ago. Frank was a kind of embarrassed but he had to control the situation by taking the girl out of the club. He took her to his car and made her lie in the rear seat. Of course, he didn’t forget to drop a hundred bucks for the bouncers as he promised.
Frank took Elsa home and undressed her completely until she was stark naked on the bed. He became so seduced and tempted by the smoothness and curviness of the sexy girl. He kept tossing around thinking and battling with his conscience on what to do with her. He slowly went towards her and started sucking her nipple which the girl enjoyed but he suddenly got his senses back and rejected that seduction.
He took her to the Jacuzzi and bathed her. He took her back to the bed and put sexy semi-translucent lingerie on her. This was the lingerie he bought for his ex-wife on her birthday but she didn’t even touch it let alone leaving to San Francisco with it because she already made up her mind to get the divorce papers signed.
Elsa snuggled in his bosom and slept off into a dreamless slumber.
**The good neighbor**
The whistles of the early morning birds filtered into Elsa’s ear nudging her to wake up to behold the beautiful face of the summer smiling down on her. The rising morning sun stormed the room through the slits on the curtain, making her open her eyes.
She got up and saw herself next to Frank in that exotic room, on the spacious classy bed. She was taken aback by that, especially seeing herself in sexy lingerie which got her imagining what could have happened the previous night. She yawned away the sleepiness of her eyes but still tried to keep herself in bed so that Frank wouldn’t know that she was already awake. She poked her pussy with her finger and noticed that she may not have had sex with Frank. As she was still trying to figure out what had happened, Frank woke up which made her feign being in a deep sleep.
When Frank got up, he covered Elsa well with the duvet because the chilly air conditioner had already made the bedroom wintry. He quickly went to the kitchen and fixed a breakfast. Soon, the egg-sandwich and Frittata were ready, with some juice to aid digestion.
As Frank was busy in the kitchen, Elsa tiptoed to the door and peeped through the keyhole. Frank felt as if someone was at the door, so he went to check out the door but Elsa was fast enough to get to the bed before he came close.
Frank fixed the breakfast and presented on the dining table, and then went to Elsa to see her lying on the bed and still pretending to be sleepy.
“Wake...wake…Meal is ready, I made it handy and I know you’re going to like it,”
“Hmm, that sounds like a song, but easy like my thong, and if I lie, let the truth escape my tongue,” she rhymed and smiled, then suddenly became serious and unsmiling. “Please, sir, what am I doing in your matrimonial bed?”
“Sorry, I can explain,” Frank said and craved for her indulge
nce. “Meanwhile, we did nothing last night, believe me.”
“Hmmm, someone is confessing,” she said and got up but was so shy because of the sexy lingerie she was putting on. “How did I get to be wearing your wife’s lingerie?
“Sorry, I stopped by a supermarket and bought it while I was driving down here from the nightclub,” he lied, “I knew you were going to need it when we get home; hence, the need to shop for it.”
“Hmm that sounds chivalrous and caring but why didn’t you buy pajamas instead of this? Why a sexy one?” she queried and used the bed sheet to cover herself as she slipped her legs into the furry bedroom slippers that Frank kept ready for her.
“You don’t have to drag the entire bed sheet on the floor,” Frank said, “I can give you something to wear to look more decent.”
“Fine, I think you’re really prepared and out to impress me,” Elsa said and dropped back the bed sheet on the bed. She allowed Frank to see the sexy pink lingerie which made him swallow spit with his mouth fallen apart in awe.
“Wow, you’re so beautiful from sole to crown,” He complimented her, “I’ve not seen such before.”
“Don’t be carried away, because you’re just talking to a three-month pregnant woman,” she said which got Frank shocked.
“Oh, My God,” Frank said and went closer to her. He saw that tears had started raining down her cheek, “Please, don’t feel bad. I guess your hubby must be searching for you right now. But he should have called to know your whereabouts.”
“No need to worry,” she said and wiped her tears, “he won’t call and will never call.”
“How?” Frank asked.
“Why did you bring me to your home?” Elsa asked confusingly. “Where is your wife?” She asked and looked at Frank’s face as he became grimaced. She already sensed that something wasn’t right, “I think you’re going through some things already, which was why you came to the bar to drink away your sorrows. What a coincidence.”
Frank took a deep breath and shrugged off his thoughts about his failed marriage, “I’m divorced,” he answered straightforwardly and fought back the tear in his eyes, “she left me because of my job. She took my only son to San Francisco. My son barely knows me because I wasn’t always there for them. She couldn’t just tolerate my long absence from home. Now, I am lonely in this whole apartment.”
“But wait,” she said and knitted her brow, “this place looks familiar, like the white mansion I used to admire from my window,” she said and went to the window and drew the curtain, “Holy shit, you’re the Navy SEAL soldier?”
Frank was surprised that she already knew him but wasn’t sure how he was so popular to have been widely known.
“How did you know that I am a US Navy SEAL,” he asked with utmost curiosity.
“Because I live in Coventry way too,” she answered, “I’m your neighbor but I’ll be two months in the neighborhood by tomorrow,”
“Wow, can you show me your apartment?” Frank asked excitedly.
Elsa drew the curtain and pointed straight to her house, with her window being adjacent and some meters away from Frank’s. “That’s it over there,”
“Oh, my….This is close. Meaning that you can see me naked in my room if the curtain is open at night,”
“Exactly…but I won’t have to do that because you’re married,”
“Divorced,” he corrected, “So, where is your hubby,” He asked and took her to the dining table and presented the dish.
“Wow, how did you know that I love these?” she asked bewilderedly. “I love your culinary art,” she complimented.
“Thanks,” he replied vauntingly, “check it out and appreciate the cuisine.”
Elsa felt so loved and cared for but that didn’t stop her from disliking men generally. She was still finding it hard to loosen up and be free with him, even though she was beginning to see him as different from other men. She sat down and started eating.
Frank handed over a napkin to her: “There, you go,” he said and smiled, “You want to share your thoughts, or let me say; the situation that brought you to the bar?”
“Well, I hate to talk about it?” she said moodily.
“If you don’t want to discuss it, I won’t push it; just promise me that you’d be okay.”
“But why are you so concerned?” she asked looking surprised, “You have even a bigger problem than mine I guess, but you’re more interested in making me happy.”
“That’s because I believe that once you’re happy, I am inadvertently making myself happy too,” he answered lucidly.
“Wow,” she exclaimed and clapped twice, applause for you, Mr. Altruism.”
“Is that supposed to be a new name?” he asked and took a bite of his Egg sandwich.
“Well, I like you, but we’ll just be like siblings and neighbors,” she said and looked at his face; seeking his approval.
“It’s okay,” he responded; though Elsa knew that he wanted more than just being her neighbor.
“I was raped by my uncle,” she started with absolute sobriety, “The most painful part was that I was raped in his limo when he was to accompany me to a beauty fashion show. He was always fond of me when I was a kid and I liked him too but never knew that I could be his attraction when I grew up to a prey lady. I was so sexy that day but never knew that he was already nursing some lascivious feelings. He succeeded because I was putting on something short which gave him easy access to my secret world.”
“That’s really unfair and wicked,” Frank said and patted her back. “You can end the story right there because I can see that it adjures the dark memories of your past.”
Frank got up and went close to her and cuddled her closely while she felt the warmth of his manly hairy chest.
“It hurts, really,” she said and sobbed in his arms, “I couldn’t even face my parents, so I lied to them that I was traveling out to California to continue my modeling career. My Dad never knew that his younger brother put me in this condition. My parents gave me their blessings, even though they were surprised that I could leave my modeling company in Las Vegas without proper handover.”
“I understand the feelings and I concur,” Frank said and kissed her cheek. “Let’s eat first before you lose your appetite to sadness.”
Elsa quietly sat on the seat and continued eating but still thinking of the kind of magnanimous man she just met out of the blue.
“I came down to Indiana to think of what to do with the baby but I am really scared of aborting it,” she said with humility.
“I won’t support it,” Frank said which got Elsa surprised. “You’re already far from your parents, so, relax and give birth to the baby.”
“I don’t think I will do that,” she contested stubbornly. “Why will I keep a child conceived out of incest?”
“Because I am ready to father the child even if I am not intimate with you,” He answered with absolute solemnity. “I’ve come to realize that I miss my son so much and I hope that the baby in your womb will be a boy. I know your son can not replace mine but I can find solace in his presence in my life.”
Elsa was just flabbergasted because she didn’t expect such promise which she considered insane and incredible. She couldn’t imagine such a handsome man assuming the responsibility of another man. She was speechless because she was overwhelmed with the superfluity of Frank’s chivalry and care which got her numb and thinking.
“How did you plan to be the father of my baby?” she maundered.
“I’ll keep the baby as mine, while you travel back to your state and face your career,” he answered.
Frank’s answer made Elsa ponder on the words because it sounded selfless; for him to just inherit someone’s responsibility and be ready for the troubles of parenting.
“Why are you doing this?” she asked inquisitively with her hands akimbo, “what do you stand to gain from this benevolence?”
Frank chuckled and shook his head, “I don’t know what I stand to gain,
but I think I’ll gain having the privilege to father the child of the most beautiful supermodel.” Elsa’s attention was rapt while she dimpled a smile and listened, “I’ll gain to have your child, my child around me playing with me. I’ll gain to be identified with you and be happy to forget about my past that kept haunting me like shadows. Even if I have nothing to gain, I’ll gain unalloyed happiness.”
Elsa’s eyes were already stormed with tears because she couldn’t just stifle those emotions that characterized her body language. She was taken aback as she listened to such solemn pledge that sounded like an oath to her.
Frank wasn’t even sure of what he was doing but he was moved by his emotions and chivalry. He really meant what he was saying but couldn’t say why.
“Do you want to have sex with me,” Elsa asked with seriousness, “Is that among the things you want to gain?”
“I’ve not thought of it yet,” he answered and offered her a white napkin. “I like you a lot and I can’t say if it's lust or love.”
“I don’t know too,” Elsa responded and started cleaning up her blemished face. “But if you need me to pay you monetarily or with sex just to make you feel happy, I think I can do that right now.”
Frank knew that Elsa wasn’t being sober because his words had melted her hearts down, robbing it of all rationality. He didn’t have to take advantage of the girl because he felt more than just the need to have sex with her but a pure natural feeling of affection that made him seek her happiness.
As Elsa waited for his answer, she started to pull down the strap of her bra but Frank stopped her.
“Let’s take care of the baby first,” he said and made her get dressed. “I know you’re not thinking straight right now but moved by the thoughts of finally finding solace in your grief. Please, you shouldn’t…”
“I mean it,” she interjected, “try me.”
“I don’t need to. Let’s take it slow because we have some more important things to take care of.”
Elsa was so elated and speechless. She suddenly began to fall in love with Frank, even more than she expected. She couldn’t fathom how a man who just met her in the bar would just be like an angel that came to rescue her from her chronic sadness.