“Who was on the phone?” She swallowed and twitched in her seat. “Robert.” “What does he want?” She could tell me it’s none of my business, but then I’d have to turn her over my knee for being stupid and she’d still have to tell me anyway.
“He wants to see the kids.”
“We never talked about this. What kind of arrangement do you two have?”
“He has visitation every other weekend and two weeks in the summer, every other holiday.” I thought of what she said as I watched the kids tossing a ball back and forth.
How deep into this shit did I really want to go? I have to think about this shit. Things were changing too fast and not in the way I’d planned or expected. Last night was supposed to make me immune to her, to release me from the hold she’s had on me all these years. Instead I wanted to possess her in every way. The thought of her being anywhere near her ex didn’t sit well but they shared kids. I’ll withhold judgment but if what I was beginning to suspect was true, then I’d stop him there too.
It’s then I realized I had a personal vendetta against this guy. In all these years I’d never let myself think about him. I’d focused all my hate and taste for vengeance against her. He wasn’t real to me then. But after last night, realizing that she’d shared even half of that with him changed shit for me. “I don’t want him anywhere near you.” Fuck, there I go again saying shit out loud.
She looked up at me but I just walked away towards the kids. They were excited to see their new play toy but I had to disappoint them for a bit. “I’m going to put on a Disney movie for you guys to watch. I need to talk to your mom for a minute.” I saw the fear and uncertainty come into their eyes, especially Dylan’s and it made my gut hurt.
“Come here.” I bent down and held my arms open for both of them. “Everything’s okay, it’s just some pesky adult stuff. Maybe we’re planning a surprise for a little boy and girl.” I kissed Tiana’s little chubby cheek making her squeal and ruffled Dylan’s hair. The look of relief in the kid’s eyes didn’t make me feel any better. If that fucker had done anything to her or these kids to put that look in their eyes I really would break his fucking neck.
“Inside legs, I’ll meet you in our room.” Her eyes flew to the kids and she turned back to me ready to argue. I lifted my brow at her and she buttoned it before heading into the house. I got the kids situated in the den with juice and snacks and headed back to the kitchen to pick up the bag with her pussy cream and went to find her in the bedroom.
She was sitting on the edge of the bed looking nervous as hell. “Take those off.” I pointed to her shorts and saw the nervousness immediately. I also saw her nipples harden as she reached for her shorts and tugged them off. She wasn’t wearing panties; probably to give her pussy some much needed air.
“Lay back and open your pussy.” I was fucking with her now. I knew she was terrified of her kids catching her getting fucked and I had no intention on doing that shit, but there was no law that said I couldn’t fuck with her. She turned red as fuck as she laid back to do my bidding.
I dropped the bag on the bed and stretched out between her legs. Her pussy was still red and swollen and her poor slit looked like I’d used it as a chew toy. I couldn’t resist tasting her once. She hissed and lifted her hips when I licked into her pussy. I teased her for a little bit before pulling my tongue out of her. Of course my cock was full and leaking by then, but I had more control than a rutting teenager, I hope.
I opened the cream and squeezed some on my finger before slipping it inside her. I rubbed some on her cunt lips once I’d made sure her insides were liberally covered. “I’ll put some more on you in a couple hours and you should be fine by tonight.” That’s about as long as I’m willing to go without being inside her.
“We’re taking the kids to lunch get dressed. Not those shorts.” She fumed a little but had the good sense not to say whatever she was thinking. Even though I suspected her ex had abused her in some way, I wasn’t about to temper who I am so she wouldn’t fear that I was the same. She’d have to learn that shit with time. “By the way, you don’t go anywhere near that fucker without me knowing.”
The reality is that with her unlike with any other woman of my acquaintance, I have the need to micro manage her ass. I don’t know what the fuck that means other than the fact that what she wears is now solely in my hands. I don’t want other men ogling my shit. “You should probably wear a skirt, it might be easier on your pussy.”
I left her to get dressed and went to round up the kids. The four of us headed off to another restaurant and I kinda wondered at the fact that we were so close to her parents and she hadn’t asked to go see them. In fact she hadn’t mentioned them at all. I’ll have to ask her about that later.
I got a kick out of the way the kids hung all over me, the way they tried to monopolize my time. Until now, spending time with them, I never knew how much I’d wanted this. No, I wanted this with her. I’d been lying to myself all this time. How could I admit that one night had meant so much? Only to have it snatched away in the morning?
I looked at her now as we were seated in the restaurant. Had I bred her last night? Was she even now carrying my seed? My dick sprang up and knocked against my zipper. How am I going to play this? There was a little voice inside my head with all the answers, only I wasn’t sure I was ready to listen.
How can I marry someone who’d done what she did? On the other hand, I could never have a child out there without my name and protection. Which meant that that’s exactly where we were headed. Maybe it’s what I’d wanted ever since I’d learned that she was free. Sap!
I wasn’t completely opposed to the idea of marriage. It was the best way to keep her under my control. The more I thought of it the better the idea sounded to me. As her husband I would have total and complete control over her. Just the thought made my balls fill and I had to give my boy a cursory pass with my hand to get him to settle. Perfect!
Everything was fine once I convinced myself that I would only be doing this as part of my revenge; that there was no emotional entanglement involved. She felt my eyes on her and looked up at me from her place next to me. I had my hand resting along the back of the booth behind her head, caging her in.
This need to constantly remind her she was mine only seemed to grow stronger with time. Before last night, before I’d had her, it was much easier to put another name on whatever the fuck was going on with me. But I got the feeling that the time would soon come when I’d have to admit some things to myself. That’d have to wait for another day.
Since the place I’d chosen was kid friendly I gave the kids some coins to play the little machine operated games that were set up to rob parents of their hard earned money. “Leave them.” She was about to follow them but since the machines were in our direct view and literally ten feet away I saw no need. Her jumpiness when it came to the kids was another red flag. I’d noticed it when we went shopping a few days earlier. She damn near hyperventilated whenever they got too far away from her, even if she still has eyes on them.
“How are you feeling?” She seemed surprised by the question or the fact that I would even care. Good, can’t have her believing that this was more than a fuck. I didn’t want her knowing that she did mean more; that it was looking more and more like she’d never stopped.
“I’m okay.” I just gave her a look as I reached for the basket of bread. “Is that true or are you just saying that?” I buttered a warm roll and placed it on her plate. She’d been staring at those damn rolls like they were the next best thing but she refused to reach for one. I’m sure she thought she was too ‘fat’ to eat bread or some clueless asshole had told her that shit. Only an insecure fuck would be afraid of his woman’s curves.
She tore off a piece and chewed it slowly as if treasuring the taste. It’s a damn roll for fuck sake. “It still stings a little but not like before.” She looked down at her lap instead of up at me and as much as I’d wanted her cowed and on her fucking knees
before me begging my forgiveness. I didn’t like that shit one fuck.
“Look at me when you’re talking to me.” She turned her red face up to me. I had my eyes on the kids the whole time but I could still see her every move. “So, I don’t know how this works, your divorce is final, now what?” She shrugged her shoulders. “Nothing I guess. I’m still waiting to hear from my lawyer about hidden assets but I have a contingency that says if any is found then alimony and child support will reflect that.”
“You don’t need his money.” She looked at me questioningly but the kids were coming back to the table so I shook my head at her. “Later!” Yeah later! If I was going to take her on then I’d be damned if her asshole ex was gonna be giving her money. And as soon as I find out what the fuck had gone on in that marriage, if I don’t like what I find, I will find a way to cut him out of her life completely.
I hadn’t done that deep search that I hadn’t had time for a few weeks ago, but there was nothing stopping me now. I’d be stateside for the foreseeable future unless some asshole somewhere got hot fingers and his ass needed taking out. Hopefully the leaders of the world would take a fucking break from stirring up shit and I could focus on my own shit for a change.
“Did you have fun?” I moved so the kids could be in the middle of us just as the waitress headed over with our lunch. I noticed that she’d eaten her roll and since all she’d ordered was a salad, buttered another one for us to share. She gave me a little smile that said way too much and I cursed under my breath.
No doubt the asshole had insulted her weight at some point; she had all the signs. I wasn’t planning on piggy backing on any of his shit so she’d have to get used to something else. I happen to like her curves. She hadn’t changed that much in ten years, and what few pounds she’d gained were in all the right places. I especially liked holding her ass in my hands while I fucked into her nice and deep. Not suitable thought material for this venue.
I turned my attention to the kids as they went on and on about the games they’d played and the prizes they hadn’t won. It was cute the way they vied for my attention. And a little heartbreaking the way they were starved for attention. Since that little niggling seed of doubt had been planted I find myself studying the three of them closely.
If there’s one thing I’m good at it’s reading people. It’s a big part of my training and had helped me avoid some pretty sticky situations in the past. Another reason why the job she’d done on me had shaken me so hard. When a man’s life and the lives he’s sworn to protect depend on that particular ability, it’s not easy when you’ve failed. I’d read her one way and she’d turned out to be something completely different. The problem is, after spending the last few days with her I’m even more confused.
She wasn’t anywhere near the conniving bitch I’d believed her to be these past ten years, but I couldn’t call her innocent either. She’d done the deed after all, for which there was no excuse. But I couldn’t help but shake the idea there was something more, something I’d missed all these years or had overlooked because of my anger and hurt.
Whatever the case, I mean to get to the bottom of it sooner than later. I could brow beat my sister into telling me everything I know. But I wasn’t ready to let anyone in on our little secret as yet. It was only a matter of time before everyone knew we were living together. Speaking of which…
“We’re going to swing by the rental when we leave here and pack up the rest of your stuff. You’re moving in with me.” I ignored the look of surprise on her face and conned the kids with another swimming lesson to cut off any questions.
She must be wondering what the fuck had happened to her life but I wasn’t planning on giving her the chance to fuck with me. I’m sure there’d come a time when she’d push back, but today was not that day. I had no intentions of giving her any say in this shit.
My dick had decided that he wanted to play with her for more than just a few days, but that didn’t mean I had to go full asshole and open myself up to her brand of fuckery again. The sooner she realizes that this is not a fucking democracy the better. Giving her the idea that she had a say in anything I chose to do at this stage in the game was a big fucking no-no.
18
Julie
We went back to the rental property after lunch and once again I found myself in a matter of days, packing up. Most of our stuff had been shipped ahead and was still in storage, which I had to pay for in a few days before they take my stuff. Which reminds me, I need to go to work.
The sting between my thighs had downgraded to a slight throb that was more like a needy ache than actual pain and there was no reason why I couldn’t work the floor. Which is what I told him as soon as we got back to his home.
He didn’t say anything for the longest time and I thought he was going to say he wasn’t going to hire me after all, in which case I’d have to hit the pavement again soon. “Didn’t you go to college sweetheart?” We both stopped in shock at the endearment and his cheeks looked flushed right before he muttered what sounded like ‘fuck’ under his breath and left the room.
How could one little word, a word that people threw around so effortlessly that it had stopped meaning what it had originally stood for, cause such an uproar in my heart? There were butterflies in my stomach because of the way it had rolled off his tongue.
I was still sitting on the bed trying to make sense of it when he walked back in. “Well, didn’t you?”
“Yes. But I don’t…”
“And you want to work as a waitress in my restaurant.”
“I never had any experience. Robert…” I cut myself off at the look that came over his face and barely restrained myself from jumping to the other side of the mattress.
“Don’t call that motherfucker’s name in my bed.” I swallowed around the lump in my throat and nodded my agreement. “So you never worked in your field which is?”
“Finance and management.” He studied me as if giving it some thought before nodding and leaving the room again.
I didn’t see him again until much later because by the time I came out of the room he was in his home office. The kids had finished putting their stuff away and were restless so I took them down to the pond. I didn’t know the first thing about fishing but figured if my seven- year old son could do it so could I. I was wrong.
It only took me twenty minutes to be bored out my skull but the kids seemed to really enjoy it so I sat on one of the Adirondack chairs he had set up down there and watched them. They alternated between playing with the dog and throwing their poles in the water. I had a slight fear that when this was all over, when Kevin had exacted his revenge and didn’t want us anymore, that it would be hard to pick up the pieces.
I was very proud and extremely happy when my boy caught a fish, and even more so when he helped his little sister catch one. The look of accomplishment on their little faces was too priceless. I panicked a little when Dylan made a mad dash towards the house to show Kevin his catch, but my calls for him to come back were ignored. I caught up to him on the deck just as Kevin was coming out the door.
“Look uncle Kevin look.” He held up the tiny fish he’d caught with pride and I held my breath waiting. Kevin made out like it was the biggest first catch in creation and my boy was on cloud nine. Not to be outdone Tiana held up her even smaller fish and got the same treatment.
He made a big show of teaching them how to clean their own fish and I was left with three smelly people who somehow got it into their heads that it would be fun to chase me with fish guts. Gross. I would’ve gotten away too had I not been laughing so hard I tripped. Kevin had the strangest look on his face when I sobered up with my brats holding me down on the ground so he could get me.
The laughter died in my throat at the heat that came into his eyes. And when he leaned over to help me up I thought he was going to kiss me right there. Instead he released me as soon as I was standing again and he and the kids went into the house to prepare the fish for dinner. We’d
all starve if that were all we were having so I followed them inside to see if I could help with dinner.
Kevin had taken care of it last night, but since it looked like we were a little more than day guests, I figured the least I could do was offer. “Should I defrost something for dinner?” He was back to those silent brooding stares of his. “Sure!”
“Geez, calm the enthusiasm.” I mumbled the words under my breath but not well enough it seems. “Excuse me? Something to say?” He came up behind me while the kids were preoccupied mixing the cornmeal and seasoning mix he’d poured in a bowl to bread the fish.
“Oh, no, nothing.” He cornered me against the sink and my panties got wet. I knew from the way his nostrils flared that he hadn’t missed it. How does he do that? “Thought so. Talking back is grounds for punishment; keep that in mind.” Why did the word punishment sound so damn sexy coming from his lips? I decided to pull the tiger’s tail. “What sort of punishment?” He subjected me to another one of those stares only this time it was followed by an up and down eye fuck. “You don’t want to know.”
That throb became a full-blown pulsing ache and I had to grab the sink behind me to stay on my feet. I moved towards the freezer and opened the door taking way longer than necessary to find something for us for dinner because I needed the icy cool air to calm me down.
KEVIN
I’d heard them outside and moved to the window to look outside at them. That feeling of rightness overcame me again and I wondered if I were setting myself up for a fall. I’d been in the middle of rearranging some things to give her a job more suited to her degree. There wasn’t an opening at the restaurant but I made one. I’m sure Sandy would approve.
I was sitting there asking myself if I was moving too fast and better yet if I was opening myself up to disappointment when I heard them down by the water. I was going to leave them alone to have some time together but then I saw my boy catch his first fish. My boy!
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