by Shelby Clark
“Girl, you know us southern woman don’t take no stuff off of no one.”
“I’m learning. You’re teaching me a lot. Anyways, I will keep your secret for now. I’ll talk to you later. Plus, I need to stop past my office on the way out.”
“OK, thank you, Cousin.”
Tess left her office. Ayana decided to give Atticus a call as soon as Tess shut the door. She had to hear his voice and determine where she stood with him. Although there hadn’t been any indication or any warnings to let her know that he was messing around with other women, neither had he expressed to her that she was his only woman. Was she just another piece of ass to him? She wanted to know for sure. She reached for the phone.
Please no rejections and no excuses. I don’t want to hear it.
“ꜟBuenas tardes! Thank you for calling Escobar Telecom Communication. You’ve reached Señor Atticus Escobar’s office, how can I help you?” a voice from the other line asked.
“Buenas tardes, may I speak to Señor Escobar please? This is Ayana Simmons, gracias.”
“One moment please…” the voice on the other line stated. “Ma’am, Señor Escobar states that he’s in a meeting and he has to call you back. Did you want to leave him a message?”
“No. That won’t be necessary.”
Ayana slammed the phone down, then grabbed the bag with the used pregnancy test and her pocketbook, rushing out of her office.
I need to confirm my pregnancy by a professional and I need to know just how far I am. That way I’ll know exactly how much time I have to decide what I want to do, even if Atticus doesn’t want any children. I can’t tell him.
****
While waiting for her name to be called by the nurse, Ayana sat there in the waiting area at the Imss Clinica Five on Marina Nacional Sn, Anahuac, Miguel Hidalgo. She was grateful that they accepted walk-ins. Having all the facts lined up was a stickler for her.
“Señorita Simmons?” the nurse called, and signaled for her to follow.
They went to the back of the clinic where the doctor was waiting in a private room. Ayana entered and followed the instructions that were given to her.
“ꜟBuenas tardes! Señorita Simmons! How are you this afternoon?”
“No tan bueno. I want to confirm what’s going on with me.”
“OK, we’ll do that. Well, I’m Dr. Gomez. Now, so you’re here to get a pregnancy test, correct?”
Ayana observed Dr. Gomez as he talked. He was a well-rounded man with short curly hair. She couldn’t help but stare at him because his facial hairs were all connected with the hair on his head. His thick mustache covered his lips and the tips ended with curls, as did his eyebrows. They’re appearance sort of made her feel squeamish. Refocusing her attention to the nurse’s movements helped distract her from the ill feelings.
“Si.”
Please, Doctor, can we speed this up? You’re moving so slow and I’m getting creped out. I just feel so frustrated with everything. I wish I could just lie in Atty’s arms right now. I just want him to hold me and say everything will be okay. No…wait…this is why I’m here in the first place, damn!
“OK, I have your blood work and the result of your urinalysis. Before we go over them, let’s examine you first.”
“Alright.”
“Get undressed, put the gown on, and lie on the table for me. I’ll return in cinco minutos.”
Ayana was undressed in two minutes. She took the time to observe her surroundings. Her eyes watered until she noticed a chart beside her displaying the various stages of pregnancy. Each stage broke down the developmental process of the baby. She reached for her stomach. The idea of life growing at that very second amazed her.
This is my baby. I will raise it on my own if I have to and I don’t need any handouts either.
The doctor re-entered the room with the nurse. He brought her chart with him, skimmed it over, and then washed and dried his hands. After he sat on his stool, he scooted over to the end of the table.
Lord, I’m nervous. I don’t like these examinations.
“Relax your legs out to the sides. Take a deep breath and let it out slowly. This will help you to relax your pelvic area.” The doctor instructed Ayana.
“OK.” Ayana did as she was instructed.
“I’m going to first take some samples of tissues just to make sure your cervix is healthy without any abnormal cells present, then I’ll check with a small pressure using two of my fingers, alright?.”
“Si.”
The examination took about fifteen minutes to complete. Ayana felt like it couldn’t be over soon enough.
“Señorita Simmons, when was the first day of your last period?”
“I think it was July the twenty-eighth.”
OK, come on, tell me. When should I expect to have my baby?
“Well, all the signs are present and the test confirms that you are in fact pregnant.” Dr. Gomez was examining his pregnancy calculation wheel. “Ah, let’s see…your bundle of joy is expected to arrive around May fourth. But really, your baby decides when it will arrive. It could be before or after your due date. What do you think about that?”
Ayana smiled as she thanked the doctor. The last thing she wanted was someone else poking and prying in her affairs. She knew how some hospitals can get if they suspect you’re having trouble with your pregnancy.
“Thank you, Dr. Gomez. This is good to know,” Ayana replied with a quick glance as she readjusted the sheet that covered her to avoid looking at the doctor.
“You’re very welcome. Make sure you pick up your prescription for your prenatal vitamins. And don’t forget, if you don’t have a regular doctor you can continue to get your prenatal care here.”
“Si, gracias. I will.”
“Take care, Señorita Simmons.”
The nurse recapped all that the doctor said and handed Ayana her prescription and some information pamphlets about the baby’s development. She left out the door and headed to Atticus’s office.
****
Walking into Escobar Telecom Communications Company triggered Ayana’s memories. Even the smell of the environment reminded her of her first encounter with Atticus. It was about six months ago, but it seemed like just yesterday when he kissed her hand, walked her to her car, and made love to her for the very first time. The eighteenth floor is where she was headed. Even in her daze, she knew exactly where to find him.
The elevator doors opened and Ayana bypassed Señora Maria, the receptionist, who ran behind her as she headed for Atticus’s office.
“Señorita Simmons, please wait, he’s in a meeting!”
Ayana disregarded her command and entered the office unannounced. Atticus and five women were sitting at his conference table. They all froze in place and ceased their talking to focus on her. Atticus got up and walked over to Ayana as he escorted her by the arm to the other side of the room. He questioned her in a deep whisper.
Hm, mama always said, Why should the farmer buy the cow if he can get the milk for free? I sure hope this is not what I’m dealing with. I’m just pissed that everytime I turn around, nothing but women are constantly in his face. I wish I knew this before my emotions came into play.
“What are you doing here?”
“I’ve been calling you all day. You’ve not once returned my calls.”
Ayana looked Atticus up and down as she threw her hand on her hip.
“Babe, you know I’ve been in meetings all day. This is not a good time for you to be here.”
She peeped around him and tuned him out to eyeball the women at the conference table. The make-believe talking clued her in that they were trying to listen in. Her focus returned to Atticus. She felt like she had to shut this operation down to find out what she needed to know.
Leaning in closer to his ear, Ayana made her demands. “I want to be with you now. You have been operating above and beyond the call of duty. I want some of your time for me, right now!”
Atticus tightened his jaw line. “Ayana, that
’s not possible! I’m in the middle of a meeting.”
She grabbed the sleeve of his suite jacket and gave it a discreet yank.
“Yes it is, when you’re the CFO. Don’t you remember us making love in this very office? I’m horny right now.”
The tone of their conversation was very low and intense. He clinched his fist to his side.
“No!”
That’s an unacceptable answer for me, Atticus!
“Then I’ll leave. I want more of your time and I will not allow myself to feel like I come second to them. We barely make love anymore. You know I’m a professional with a career too, but I always make time for you. If I leave this office, I can’t tell you if I’ll ever be available for you again.”
Atticus kept silent.
Oh my god, he didn’t respond. He doesn’t care if I leave. I guess that says it all for me.
Ayana spun on her heel to leave. He caught her arm with a tight grip to prevent her from going any further.
In a deep tone he gave her a command. “Wait…Have a seat”
She walked over to a sofa and unbuttoned the jacket of her two-piece suite. Ayana looked into her pocketbook to look nonchalant, saw the literature from the clinic and slammed it shut again. Her stomach felt jittery because she was not really sure of what Atticus was about to say to her. An intense argument was about to fill that office room for certain, she knew it, especially when he concluded the meeting.
Ayana heard the door close and lock. Before she could look up, Atticus was standing over her. He snatched her up against his chest, and planted a hard kiss on her lips. His grasp on her was sealed. She couldn’t break free, neither did he allow her to catch her breath. He moved to her neck, licking and sucking every inch of it to taunt her, knowing it was her hot spot.
Atticus growled in a graveling voice. “Is this what you wanted?!”
Not being able to catch her breath, Ayana moaned. “Mm…mm…wait…Atty!”
Oh my god, what is he doing to me. My panties are soaked. But is he mad, or is he enjoying this? All I know is that it feels so damn good. I don’t want him to stop.
“No! You wanted my attention, now you have! But let’s make something clear. You don’t get to make demands and you don’t run my office! You don’t work here, Ayana. Do you understand me?! This is not a court room!”
“No, Atticus. I won’t take the backseat to anything or anyone! You either want me or you don’t, and that means making time for me, for us!”
He picked her up and laid her on the long sofa. He unbuttoned her blouse and pulled out her breasts to devour her nipples.
“Oooh, babe, you’re going to make me go crazy. That feels so good, but be gentle they feel a little tender.”
“Mm, I love to hear you whine. You don’t have to hold it in, just enjoy it.”
“Atty, what are we?”
Atticus reached under her skirt and snatched her panties off, raised her skirt up, and dove between her legs using his tongue to vigorously massage her bud. Ayana didn’t realize that her pregnancy was increasing her sexual drive.
“Babe, please, don’t keep teasing me. You’re going to make me mess up my clothes. I want you now.”
He stood up and closed the mini-blinds, then unbuckled his pants and pulled them down to his knees. Ayana went to engulf his shaft, but was stopped.
“No, this is all for you. Take your skirt off. Come, straddle my cock. I want you to bounce your pussy on it. I want to deepen your tunnel,” Atticus demanded through gritted teeth.
“Atty, not here. I can’t do that position.”
“Yes, you can! Do it now,” he growled.
Ayana climbed up and positioned herself. She slid down nice and slow. He fingered her rose bud as she began to bounce. Their breathing became rapid and brisk.
Damn, he feels so good. I hope no one can hear us. I’m trying to hold it in, but I can’t, it’s so overwhelming!
“Ah, ah, ah, you’re pussy seems wetter. I like that. I can’t explain it, but you feel different. Aw, shit, babe, this is nice. I want more. Get on your knees.”
Sliding down to the floor, Ayana bent over, giving Atticus full access to her tunnel. He squeezed her ass as he pulled her waist back up so he could direct his rod toward her entrance.
“Ooh—!” she cried.
Atticus covered Ayana’s mouth with his hand. She bit into it to prevent from screaming. She noticed that the sensation of her biting him seemed to thrill him, based on how he thrusted harder and faster.
In a whispery cry she tried to plead with him. She knew he loved the foreplay.
“Babe, let’s slow down so I can catch my breath. My inner thighs are dripping with come.”
In a graveling pitch, he responded, “I know. This is breathtaking. I’m about to let off my load, babe. Ah, damn, babe, ah, yeah!” Atticus growled as he gave a hard jolt.
They fell flat to the floor out of breath.
Atticus gazed at Ayana for a minute.
“Wow!”
“What?’
“I don’t know…you look different…no, you look really amazing, like your glowing or something.”
“Please, don’t go getting all puffed up now. It was good, but I wouldn’t go that far.”
No, it was too damn good. I wanted to scream and cry for real. I wouldn’t turn down another round either.
“Yes, I would, but that’s not what I meant. It’s something about you.”
After a few seconds, Atticus jumped up and ran to the bathroom.
“Come on, we need to wash up.”
He sprayed the office with air freshener to camouflage their sex. Ayana washed up first. She could’ve taken a shower, washed her hair, and dried it with a blow dryer. Atticus had all the major accessories in his bathroom.
“Do you think anyone heard us?”
Atticus turned around with a concerned look on his face, then broke out into a laugh.
“No, remember I told you before my office was specially made to be sound proof for confidential office meetings.”
“You mean meetings like ours?”
Ayana watched carefully for his response.
“Yes, meetings like ours with only you and me attending.”
“Mm hm, good answer.”
Ayana was finishing up on the final touches of getting dress. Atticus was done and headed for the door.
“I have to go, babe. I’ll talk to you later. I have to sign some contracts in order to settle on some deals. So tonight I won’t be by. Tonight I have a dinner meeting with some of the department heads about a merger. But I have to catch Martina because she has the contracts.”
Damn!“What?! Atticus! I meant what I said! I won’t take the back seat to your life.”
“And I meant what I said! You just have to be patient and work with me.”
“How do you feel about me?”
Atticus paused at the door before walking out.
“You already know the answer to that. I’ll talk to you later.”
Angry as ever, Ayana was sure exactly what his answer really meant. If he really loved her, why couldn’t he just say it? Why was he making their relationship difficult? And him being surrounded by women every time she turned around didn’t help. What made matters worse was that she didn’t know if he was still after the attention his flirting and messing around with them gave him.
Her mind was racing to point of exhaustion. She needed a nap, but even now was questioning what just happened between them. Was this just an affair to string her along and keep her quiet while he went out and played? Ayana didn’t like the questionable thoughts formulating in her head. And being pregnant by the man she loved, who may not love her the way she wanted, didn’t help either. She gathered her things and left for home.
Chapter Three
“Good morning, beautiful! How are you feeling today?”
“What?” Ayana mumbled. “What time is it?”
“It’s five a.m.,” Atticus replied in a chipper mood.
“Babe, your hair looks longer. It’s really growing. I never noticed how long it was until…Hey, wake up...I’m trying to talk to you.” Atticus shook Ayana a couple of times.
“No! I just want to sleep. Leave me alone. We can talk later.”
I can’t believe her. One minute I don’t spend enough time with her, the next all she wants to do is sleep or eat a bunch of cracker. There’s cracker crumbs in the bed now.
Atticus started rubbing and squeezing Ayana’s breast and nipples.
“Babe, wake up, let’s do it. Your breasts look good. I swear, if I didn’t know any better I would say they look bigger than usual. They’re really turning me on. My cock is rock hard. Ayana, come on, give me some pussy!”
Ayana turned over, away from him.
“Atticus, I said I need to sleep. I’m really tired. You can stare at my ass and jerk yourself off.”
If I look at your ass, it won’t be long before my cock is sliding between your ass. I should sneak some. She loves when I take it, especially when I lick her pussy. She’ll spread those nice legs quick.
Pulling back the covers very slowly, Atticus exposed Ayana’s body. His plan wasn’t hard to carry out since she slept in the nude. That was one of his favorite things he loved about her. She always provided easy access for him. He rolled her onto her back, admiring the view of her body in the process.
Hm, yes…you look so delicious. I don’t know what you’ve been doing, babe, but you look so good! I can’t help myself, jerking off is not going to relieve this. I need the real thing.
Positioning himself as he spread her legs apart, he lay on his stomach and placed his hands under her cheeks to hold onto her in case she withdrew. His tongue began stroking her bud very slowly.
“Mm, yes…”
Atticus continued as he picked up his pace. He sucked and pulled gently to increase her pleasure. It wasn’t long before Ayana opened her eyes, arching her back, spreading her legs even more, while caressing the back of Atticus’s head to encourage him to lick harder.