Deporting Dominic

by Lindemann, Renee

  “What? Sammie why not? What’s wrong?”

  He is bewildered as he releases our embrace.

  “After what happened in Omaha I can’t risk our relationship. The kids and I will root for you from home, watching it on television.”

  “Samantha, I thought we were okay. You said you forgave me.”

  “I have forgiven you but I have not forgotten. Dominic that was a nightmare of a week and I do not want to relive it.”

  “You don’t believe I will be successful in Beijing?” Dominic asked and he is absolutely crushed. I can see the pain in his eyes as he tries desperately to convince me to change my mind.

  “I know you will be successful but I do not think I can be the support you need there.”

  “You’re the only support I need. If it’s about money I will take out a loan to cover our expenses. Please Sammie, I need you.” Dominic wraps me up in another hug hoping to change my mind.

  “I am so happy for you but I can’t go Dominic. This marriage means more to me than your quest for Olympic fame. I am not willing to risk it.”

  I pull away and walk to the bedroom. The thought of being away from him for two whole weeks is terrifying.

  “Fine then, I guess I am not going either,” he announced. I think he is just calling my bluff but he takes out his cell phone and dials the coach’s number. I quickly race to his side closing the phone before he answers.

  “You are going Dominic. This is all that you have dreamed of so please go.”

  I cover his hand holding the phone with both my hands as I try to kiss him but he pulls away.

  “No you don’t get it do you Sammie? I screwed up a few weeks ago I know that but I guess you haven’t been listening to me since then. I meant what I said. This family means more to me than the Olympics. I will not make the same mistake twice and put it before my family. If you still need more time to learn to trust my feelings for you and our family then we will not go. Sammie, I would be worthless in Beijing without you there.”

  The kids walk into the apartment from their outdoor adventures just in time to hear the semi-good news. Morgan goes nuts jumping up and down squealing with delight. Charlie and Bryce take turns alternating high fives Dominic’s way.

  “Thanks guys but I am not going,” he declares.

  “What? Why not? Are you crazy this is your dream,” Morgan questions instantly.

  “Sammie does not trust me enough to go. I will not do well without my wife by my side.”

  “Mom, why aren’t you going?” Charlie asked raising an eyebrow. Morgan turns to me folding her arms while Bryce just looks lost.

  “I am not going to risk my marriage again. If Dominic flipped out at the trials when he didn’t make it imagine the explosion if he doesn’t medal at the Olympics,” I defend my decision.

  “Mom this is different. If you don’t make the trials you can’t go. If you get to go just going is the amazing part.” Morgan explained no longer jumping up and down or squealing for that matter.

  “Okay I am done discussing this. Dominic is going to Beijing we should go out and celebrate.”

  Dominic took one look at me to see if I was joking I presumed. When I gave no indication of changing my answer he stormed out of the room to our bedroom.

  “Mom, you know how much this means to him. Maybe you can make an exception just this once,” Charlie said putting up his index finger.

  “This discussion is over. I am not going to Beijing. I will not lose my husband if he doesn’t win,” I yelled for all to hear. Morgan jumps back as I yell while Bryce ducks behind Charlie.

  Emerging from the room Dominic retorts back, “You have no faith in me? I have lost your support as my number one fan. Then there really is no sense in me going if that’s the case.”

  “Stop this ganging up on me. I have my reasons and they are legitimate. I am not the bad guy here. So lets go celebrate. This is a good thing remember.” I try to rally the troops but they just glare at me instead.

  “Do you think I have a shot in Beijing? Do you believe in me Sammie?”

  The kids take this as their cue to go to their respective rooms.

  “I have faith that you will do your absolute best Dominic.”

  “That’s not what I asked you, now answer the questions.”

  “I think you have a shot in Beijing but I thought you had a shot in Omaha too. I was so wrong and it almost cost us, well us. I can’t risk that again.”

  “Stop saying that Sammie. What’s the real reason you will not go to Beijing with me? You don’t think I have a snowball’s chance in hell of winning any of my events.”

  I grab my purse and walk right out of the apartment. Dominic does not follow me when I do. The minivan is my ultimate destination. I drive around for a few hours just needing to clear my head. I have every faith in his abilities but I can’t bring myself to go. I know to them it looked like I forgave him right away but I didn’t. It was hard to start trusting him again. He hurt me so badly with his words, his actions, and talking to Mackenzie about our problems instead of me. I head to the aquatic center bleachers, his favorite spot, as the sun sets. I know I need to go with him but I don’t know how to support him if he doesn’t win a medal. I didn’t know how to support him after Omaha. I failed so bad that my kids suffered as well as myself.

  The smell of pizza hits me when I walk back into the apartment. The kids and Dominic are seated around the table talking and eating. They pause for a second to look at me as I stomp off to our bedroom. The conversation resumes when I shut my bedroom door. I lie down on the bed eventually drifting off to sleep. My mind and body is too tired to argue with anyone right now.

  “Sammie let me hold you please,” Dominic whispered against my ear. I hear the words but they take a moment to process in my head. I sit up but Dominic pulls me back down to his arms. I inexplicably start to cry the moment I am in his arms.

  “Dominic, you hurt me so badly a few weeks ago,” I blubbered, “I thought you meant the things you said to me. I thought my heart was going to literally break in a million pieces. I do not ever want to experience that feeling again.”

  “Shh baby it’s going to be okay. I know I hurt you with that awful choice of words. I did not mean any of the things I said. I was just so angry and hurt I wanted everyone around me to feel as bad as I did.”

  “Well you succeeded Dominic. You crushed me with those words about our marriage being over and hurt the kids in the process.”

  I wipe my nose in a most unladylike fashion with my jacket sleeve.

  “I wish I could take those words back Sammie but I can’t. I just need you to understand I went to a very dark place and I am never going back again. No matter what happens in Beijing, Sammie we will stay together. I want to experience this with my wife.”

  “I want to be there for you but I am so afraid. This family means everything to me and I know you think your role here is small. The truth is I am strong because you lend me your strength. We are so good together…” I trailed off. Dominic hovers over me looking down at my tear stained face.

  “That’s why I need you with me. I am no good without you Sammie. I love you please come to Beijing with me.”

  Dominic doesn’t wait for my final answer instead he covers each of my tears in kisses. By the time he is finished with the tears on my neck I am breathless. With a few tugs I am out of my university jacket. Dominic trails kisses up and down each of my bare arms. I hold his face in my hands and he kisses my palms one at a time. I smile up at him as I smooth down his eyebrows with my thumbs. My index finger outlines his facial features starting with his forehead down to the base of his neck. Balancing on his elbows he shifts some of his weight onto me. I can feel his arousal pressed against my thigh.

  Slowly he lifts the t-shirt until my breasts are fully exposed. The shirt is next to join the discarded jacket. I watch my husband gather a handful of breast in each hand gorging on my perky nipples. My shorts join my other clothes as does everything Dominic is w
earing. In the middle of our bed Dominic spreads my legs apart. His fingers touch me intimately before he utilizes his wonderful tongue to lap up my body’s liquid response. I wordlessly recoil from the sensations before a moan escapes my mouth.

  Putting the finger he touched me with a moment ago he said, “Shh the boys are watching a movie.”

  I clamped my mouth shut when he goes back to his handy oral work. It must be the fact that this is a special occasion because his tongue is exploring all things below my waist. I put a pillow over my face to stifle my desire to scream. My body viciously trembles as my orgasm metaphorically tears through me. Dominic wastes no time getting inside me to reap the pleasure as my body clenches around his erection. The weight of his body feels amazing as we roll around on the bed. Eventually we are wrapped up in the sheets slowly inching our way to a wonderful simultaneous orgasm.

  “I need this in Beijing. I need you in Beijing. I can’t be away from you for two weeks,” Dominic whispered seductively in my ear. I moaned as he continued his intense lovemaking.

  “I can’t be without you for two weeks baby,” I whined.

  “Come with me,” he said with a low growl. Dominic buries his head in the crook of my neck as we explode together. My back arches off the bed as the sweet sensations race up and down my spine.

  “Daddy, are you hurting my mommy?” Bryce’s sweet curious voice asked standing in our bedroom doorway. Charlie is standing behind him as if watching a train wreck, unable to look away. I immediately scramble for extra cover as my breasts are completely exposed. Dominic is useless as the last remnants of his orgasm keep him anchored inside me.

  “Go back in the living room now please,” I said urgently not wanting to yell and scare them both. Charlie finally looks away long enough to redirect Bryce to the living room. I break our connection wiggling from under the almost dead weight of my husband. Dominic is ignorant of the little interruption still lost in the power of his orgasm.

  “Dominic, snap out of it, Bryce and Charlie just saw us having sex,” I muttered trying to quell my shaking legs. Bolting upright Dominic looks to the bedroom door trying to process this information as the blood returns to his brain.

  “What happened?” He moved to the edge of the bed trying to get his thoughts together.

  “I do not know. I heard Bryce’s voice and looked up they were standing in the door way watching us.”

  I give a sigh of relief when I find my shorts then pull my t-shirt over my head. I have no idea what I am going to say to my kids regarding what they witnessed. Charlie knows what sex is but Bryce is still in the early learning stages. I just stopped letting him bathe with me last year.

  “What are you going to say Sammie?”

  Dominic pulled on his basketball shorts giving me a glimpse of his sexy backside. I internally scold and remind myself that I have children that are potentially scarred in the living room. Charlie and Bryce are sitting on the couch as if awaiting judgment. I calm my nerves and put on my imaginary parenting hat. I feel bad when I round the couch to see Bryce is near tears and Charlie is virtually catatonic.

  Before I can speak Bryce launches into a full apology. “Mommy I am sorry I did not knock on the door and wait like you told me to.”

  “Bryce sweetheart you know that is the rule right. And why is that the rule?” I ask to reinforce my teachings.

  “To respeck peoples privacy.” Bryce starts to cry. I fight the urge to pull him on my lap and comfort him.

  “Bryce, you are not in trouble, so please stop crying. I just want to make sure you understand why it is important to respect other people’s privacy. Why were you standing in the bedroom doorway?”

  “He wanted to get a movie on pay-per-view. I told him he needed to ask you first,” Charlie explained. “When he didn’t come right back I got up to check on him. He was just standing there so I went to get him. I didn’t mean to look. I am not a pervert.”

  “Was daddy hurting you mommy?” Bryce asked now that he knows he is not in trouble.

  “It’s okay Charlie. I know you are not a pervert. It’s like when you see a car crash. You don’t want to look but you can’t help but to look,” I reassured him as best I can before answering Bryce. “Daddy was not hurting me. Remember when we talked about the differences between boys and girls?”

  Bryce nods his head slowly trying to recall what was actually said. As if a little light bulb was switched on he beams with joy able to recall the information.

  “Boys have a penis and girls have a pagina.”

  “Girls have a vagina. With a v not with a p.” I corrected Bryce and Charlie is already laughing. Bryce shoots him a dirty look to indicate this conversation is serious business. I can see my little boy wants some answers.

  “Well daddy and I were making love which is also call sex. It involves daddy’s penis and mommy’s vagina. Because daddy is my husband and I am his wife we can make love. It’s how you got here. Mommy and daddy made love. Sometimes when we make love a baby can be created.”

  I stop here feeling as if I am giving him too much information to process at one time.

  “You have a baby in your stomach?” Bryce’s eyes are burrowing an imaginary hole in my stomach trying to find a baby.

  “No, mommy is not pregnant right now. Husbands and wives, like mommy and daddy, make love to uh…” I have no idea what to said here.

  “You are not making a baby with my daddy?”

  “No sweetheart we were not trying to make a baby. We will one day just not right now.”

  “Well what were you doing?” Bryce’s fingers are splayed out as he speaks.

  “Well mommy and daddy we have sex to show each other how much we love each other.”

  “Why? Do you like to have sex with my daddy?”

  “Uh well yes it’s something private that daddy and I like to do.”

  Bryce’s brow furrows as he thinks of more questions.

  “Does it hurt?”

  Kill me now! Charlie is paying close attention. I think he just likes watching me squirm.

  “No it doesn’t hurt. Mommy and daddy were making love. It is a private act that we do to show that we love each other.”

  “Well daddy has a big penis. I do not want him to hurt your vagina.”

  Shoot me now! Charlie starts to laugh and I silence him with a look. I have never seen Bryce so into a conversation before. This really has him perplexed.

  “Well that’s because daddy is a grown man. And no it doesn’t hurt my vagina.”

  I am praying this little boy runs out of questions.

  “Charlie has a big penis and he is a kid. I have a little penis,” Bryce informed us all.

  “Hey that’s private business Bryce,” Charlie grumbles. I give Charlie a slight smile and he blushes with embarrassment.

  “Your penis will grow as you get older Bryce. What mommy and daddy do in our bedroom is private business. It is not something you tell the kids at school about or anyone else. The only time you tell private business is when?”

  “If someone touches you unappropriately,” he replies rehearsed. Whew! He has been paying attention hallelujah!

  “So you like when daddy touches your vagina with his penis? And you can make a baby that way. And it’s private busyiness. Okay I got it.”

  Nodding my head I confirm what he has learned.

  “Do you have any more questions Bryce?”

  Bryce thinks it over for a second then shakes his head sideways to indicate that he is done.

  “How about you Charlie, any questions?”

  I turn my attention to Charlie who has been quiet save for a few giggles. I do not think he will have questions but I am wrong, very wrong.

  “How often do you and Dominic have sex? Do people have sex like every day?” He asked in rapid succession and I blush immediately.

  “Well that’s kind of private Charlie. But to answer your question we do not keep a schedule. There are probably some people who have sex every day.”

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bsp; “Does it hurt the first time? Martin at school said that it hurts the first time for boys and girls.”

  “Uh for girls yes it is painful. I do not have a penis so I do not know how it feels for boys,” I stammered, relieved when Dominic decides to join this sexual show and tell.

  “The first time it feels weird but not in a bad way,” Dominic answered. I stand up done with this portion of our discussion.

  “Mommy and Daddy, I am sorry I broke your privacy,” Bryce said as he climbs into my arms. Dominic reaches up and runs his hands threw Bryce’s sandy colored hair. “It’s okay buddy.”

  “It’s okay baby boy. We still love you very much. I am going to let you two have the rest of this conversation. Let’s get your pajamas on. Please do not answer any how to questions Dominic.”

  Dominic frowns and turns to Charlie.

  “Dude I am not teaching you how to have sex just going to answer some basic questions.”

  Charlie eagerly nods his head in agreement. I leave them alone to finish their chat in private. Morgan has been so exhausted lately from gymnastic practice that she goes to bed earlier, so she missed all this sexual drama. I get Bryce into his pajamas and off to bed with a story.

  “I love you mommy. I do not want daddy to hurt you any more.” Bryce wraps his toddler arms around my neck.

  “I love you Bryce and I think daddy knows he was being a jerk. I do not think he will hurt mommy or you again,” I admitted kissing my son repeatedly.

  “If he does do not let him touch your vagina again.” Bryce snuggles under his SpongeBob blanket.

  “Very good idea Bryce, just remember that is private business.”

  I reach for one of our favorite books, Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, and begin to read. I get half way through the book when Bryce falls asleep. I kiss his smooth forehead whispering, “I love you so much.”

  When Charlie finally releases Dominic from their conversation he looks positively exhausted. I am lying in our bed wearing one of Dominic’s t-shirts fresh from a quick shower. Dominic slides next to me pulling me into his arms.

  “Wow that was intense,” he sighs. “I can’t believe we were caught.”