My Best Friend

by L. . M. Sousa

  He nods, “I didn’t know about Adam though, I saw a baby a few times but I always figured it was one of your friends or a family members’. If I had known that he was my son, I would never have stayed away. Your mom could hate me all she wanted to but no one was going to take my son away from me.”

  I wipe the tears from my face and touch his face, this beautiful man loves me and never forgot about me. Everything I thought was a lie, he did care about me.

  He lowers his head and kisses me. His lips are so soft, his tongue touches my lips trying to seek mine. I open my mouth and our tongues explore each other. He breaks our kiss and places kisses on my neck and on my shoulder. I lift his shirt and he unhooks my bra.

  He grabs a hold of my breasts and squeezes them as we continue to kiss. He plays with my nipples until they pebble against his touch. I stand up and push my panties down and step out of them. I kneel on the bed with one knee on each side of his thighs and kiss him passionately. I want to be in control this time, I want to show him how much he means to me. I fell his erection underneath me, still covered in the fabric of his boxers. I reach in and stroke him up and down a few times. I fell a bead of pre-come at the tip and use it to lubricate his shaft. He uses his fingers and gets me ready to take him. He first uses one then inserts another one. He slowly rubs my clit as he strokes my insides. He inserts a third finger and I’m done, my body explodes with the greatest pleasure I have ever experienced.

  When I come down from my high, I position his dick at my entrance. We stare into each other’s eyes as I slowly slid down onto him until I am fully seated. I don’t move until I get used to his size. Our breathing is heavy as we stare at each other. He throws his head back in ecstasy as I start to slowly go up and down. His hands grip my waist as I start to pick up the pace. I look down at our connection and feel complete happiness. This is where I belong. “Fuck, baby. You’re so tight. I fucking love being inside you, I can live the rest of my life right here and die a happy man.” My pussy clenches at his words.

  He thrusts up causing me to cry out in pleasure and he continues to thrust, both of us seeking our pleasure. I can feel the pleasure building up inside me, looking into his eyes I can see the love that this man has for me. He thrusts up a few more times, “Baby, come for me. Milk my cock for everything it has.” I reach the peak of the pleasure and my body lets go, I yell my orgasm out. In the distance of my high, I can hear Alex losing control and finding his pleasure. It felt like an out of body experience, nothing that I ever felt in my life.”

  We stay there connected, trying to normalize our breathing just looking at each other. Our foreheads are touching and a layer of sweat covering our bodies. I’m about to get off of him when he holds me still and says, “I love you, Victoria Jones.”

  I smile at him, “I love you too, Alexander Santos.” I kiss him and get off him. I better shower again before getting dressed. I remove the stockings that were kept on and head to the shower. Alex is just laying there on the bed in a blissful daze.

  I walk into the bedroom after showering and put my panties and bra back on. He helps me hook my bra and I ask him for help on the straps of the stockings before it takes me another half hour to put them on again.

  He’s sitting at the foot of the bed and he grabs my hips and kisses my belly. I try to get away because I hate for him to see my stretchmarks from my pregnancy. “Don’t hide from me.” He whispers. “You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?”

  I shake my head, “Yeah, right.” I try to pull away again but he holds me still.

  “I have been with countless women, Tori. I’m not trying to sound like a dick but it’s true. They all were faceless women to me and they were gorgeous, I do admit. But for me to perform, I had to picture you every single fucking time.”

  I just look at him, “Why? There are millions of girls more beautiful than me, why would you choose me?”

  “Because you are my everything. I knew it growing up and I’m sure you knew it growing up. We were meant to be, these other women were distractions. Ways to relieve stress, I guess. Adam is a part of you and I and it only further proves our love. Now we just have to get started on more babies.” He laughs.

  “How many babies were you thinking?” I ask him.

  “I don’t know. Maybe two or three…. dozen.” He playfully says. I grab a pillow behind him and hit him with it.

  “Not if they are coming out of me, buddy. I was in labour for twenty-six hours with Adam. It’s not fun.”

  He gives me a sympathetic look, “I know, baby. I’m sorry I wasn’t there with you. I will make it up to the both of you for the rest of my life.” He kisses my forehead again.

  He looks at the clock on the night stand and kisses my cheek and gets up. “We have to leave in an hour. I better get changed into my suit.”

  I sit on the bed, cross legged. “I can’t wait to see you in a suit. I never got to see you in one.”

  “Oh, it’s a beautiful sight. I’ll probably be the best-looking thing there.” He says as he winks. The arrogant bastard, I think to myself jokingly.

  He gives me another chaste kiss, then leaves to go get changed too.

  I curl my hair and apply my makeup. I don’t use makeup very often so I try to use a simple technique so I don’t make a mistake and look like a clown.

  An hour later, I’m walking down the staircase to a stunned Alex and Adam on the landing. Alex is dressed in an amazing expensive looking fitted suit. Beside him is a stunned Adam, “Mommy, you look so pretty!”

  I smile at Adam, “Thank you sweetie. You are the sweetest.” I kiss his forehead.

  I look up at Alex and ask, “What do you think?” I spin around playfully.

  “You look incredible.” He smiles at me and gives me a hug, when I’m about to pull away he holds me still and whispers in my ear, “I can’t wait to rip this dress off you later.”

  I blush and look down at Adam to see if he heard anything, it didn’t look like he did. I smack Alex’s hand. I grab my clutch which is on the foyer table, I slowly walk to the door. These heels aren’t going to make the entire night on my feet. They are making my feet hurt terribly, but they look so pretty. I have a pair of socks in my clutch in case I can’t walk anymore during the night.

  Alex kisses Adam, the nanny that we hired for the evening whose name is Tara, arrives. She seems nice enough. She is young looking but her credentials are amazing. She is twenty-two and graduating from a child care program at the community college.

  I trust that Adam will be well taken care of. Alex says that the agency we used was reputable and had a vigorous screening process. I also feel at ease that André will be near in case there is an emergency.

  We both say our goodbyes to Adam and the nanny and head to the limo parked in front of the door. Lou is there waiting for us with the backseat door opened. I slide in and Alex is right behind me, the backseat is spacious and has a privacy screen that divides the backseats from the front seats.

  After a few minutes, we are off. Alex let me know that the drive was about half an hour. I look out the window and see all the different scenery we pass. There is a farm ten minutes away from Alex’s house. I feel a tickle on my neck and realize that Alex is pushed up against me, his arm over my shoulder. He’s kissing my neck and my shoulder blades.

  I giggle and try to swat him away, “Alex, we are almost there.” I feel like we’re a bunch of horny teenagers on prom night.

  “All we need is ten minutes.” He whispers in my ear, as he slides his finger down the hem of my dress and between my legs.

  I laugh, “All you need is ten minutes, I need a little more.”

  He looks at me with a faux look of disappointment on his face.

  “If you’re a good boy and eat all your vegetables at dinner, maybe we can play later.” I joke.

  He smiles as he kisses my cheek.

  I look out the window as the limo slows down. All the cars are in a line up waiting for their turn to exit at the entrance. �
��There’s a lot of people here tonight, Alex.”

  “Yeah, there’s usually a few hundred guests or so.” He says casually. I baulk at the number. A few hundred?

  “I’m so nervous, Alex. These people are millionaires and lead interesting lives. I am an unemployed single mother with little prospect of getting a job.”

  He looks at me like I’ve lost my mind, “Tori, they will love you. Are you kidding? I already spoke of you to some of my associates and clients and they can’t wait to meet you. I even have a picture of you and Adam on my desk.”

  I smile at that, “Really? That’s sweet, Alex.”

  “I told you Tori, you were going to be the only one for me. If you weren’t going to be in my life, I didn’t even think about settling down and having a family.”

  “You’re crazy.” I utter under my breath. I try to slow down my breathing before I have a panic attack.

  He gives my shoulder one final kiss and whispers, “Crazy about you.”

  The limo stops and Lou walks to Alex’s side and opens the passenger door. He slides out and helps me get out. I try to get out gracefully but it fails.

  We walked up the pathway, everything looked amazing and beautiful. There were butlers with trays of flutes of champagne on the entryway of the house, greeting the guests. To call this place a house was an insult, this place was a castle. Alex’s house is gigantic but this house was a castle. I wonder who lived here.

  “Who is throwing this party?” I whisper to Alex as we walk behind the other guests.

  “Dr. Derek Jonah. He is raising money for his medical research department. He’s involved in funding research for rare diseases.”

  “That sounds like a good cause.”

  “It is, I try to help as much as I can. They do amazing work.” He says.

  We walk in the entryway and see a grand staircase on both sides of the front entrance. There were women dressed in gorgeous gowns and suddenly I felt under dressed.

  My arm was in Alex’s as we walked around. Occasionally people would stop us to talk to Alex. He would introduce me as his girlfriend. Was I his girlfriend? I hadn’t put a label on what we were, I had no idea. I didn’t have much experience in the relationship department.

  An hour passed when the guests were directed to go into the Grand Ballroom for dinner. We made our way to our seats and saw a few couples already seated. There was an elderly couple who I found quite endearing. The older woman, who’s name was Jackie was a fireball. She would curse like a sailor and her husband had to tell her a few times to settle down but she kept it coming. Alex had explained that Jackie’s husband was in oil, whatever that meant. I loved talking to her and listening to her stories. She told me that she too had been inexperienced with the social scene when she was younger. She had married her husband, who was wealthy and she was from a middle-class family. She eventually got the hang of everything but prefers to be herself.

  We ate sirloin steak with mashed garlic potatoes and vegetables for the main course. There were eight courses in all. I have never seen or eaten so much food in my life. Jackie told me that for a five thousand dollar a plate dinner, they better get a good meal. She said she was even contemplating bringing the plate home. I laughed at her shenanigans, she was awesome.

  From time to time, Alex would turn to me from his conversation with the men and he would squeeze my thigh a few times and ask if everything was ok. Of course, everything was, I was less nervous than I was when I had first arrived.

  Jackie was in the middle of one of her stories about dating a marine in her younger days when Alex’s cell rings. I continue to listen to Jackie’s story when I hear his fork drop onto his plate. I look at him in worry, I can tell something is wrong. He looks at me then turns away as he speaks. Suddenly he’s yelling into the phone. People at our table are staring and I see a side to Alex that I have never seen before.

  After a few minutes he hangs up, “Tori, we have to go.”

  I don’t say anything or ask any questions. I know that if he was telling us to leave it was important. I just get my clutch and say my goodbyes quickly to everyone at the table. Alex doesn’t say anything to anyone, he just sticks his hand out for me to take and we speed walk out of the ballroom and out the front door.

  Alex get his phone out and makes a call, “Lou, we need to get home ASAP.” Then he hangs up.

  “Alex, what’s going on? Please tell me.” He doesn’t say anything for a few minutes, just looks straight ahead. I’m starting to panic because he’s never acted like this before. We are standing there, waiting for the limo to pull up and he’s silent and his face is passive.

  The limo pulls up and he doesn’t wait for Lou to open the door for us. I go in first and he follows and closes the door.

  “Please, Alex what’s wrong?”

  He just looks at me for a few seconds, “Baby, I don’t want you to worry. Everything is going to be okay.” He pauses as if he’s trying to word what to say to me. “Someone broke into the house, they knocked the nanny unconscious and they took Adam. André was sleeping when he heard yelling and ran downstairs. He called the police and the officer called me.”

  My heart stopped, “What?” I yell. I don’t believe it. “What do you mean they took him? Who the hell would take him?”

  He tries to grab my hands but I pull away. “Baby, please. I already have men searching. We will find him soon. I promise.”

  “You promise. How can you promise that nothing will happen to him? You don’t know if that’s true. You can’t control everything. Fuck! I knew it was a bad idea coming to live with you!” I’m yelling at him and I know I said something that I might regret but I can’t help it. Someone has my boy.

  I can see in his face that it was a low blow. He doesn’t say anything else as we drive home. My mind is racing, how can someone take my sweet boy? What have we done to anyone? Then it hits me, the one person constantly causing trouble in our lives, Libby.

  I turn to Alex, “You know who did this, don’t you?”

  He continues to look out the window, “Yes, we’re trying to find her. She’s also reported missing.”

  “That stupid fucking bitch. How could she take our child? Does she have that much of a death wish?”

  “We will find them.”

  *****

  The drive seems to take forever but we finally get home. The limo doesn’t even reach a complete stop when I open the door and jump out.

  “Tori!”

  I ignore him. I keep running towards the front door. There is a yellow caution taped to the front door. I rip the tape off when I see that there are police officers talking to a few other people I don’t recognize.

  “Excuse us, miss. You aren’t allowed in the house.”

  I turn to him, fury in my eyes. “Excuse me? That’s my son that was kidnapped.”

  “It’s okay Nick, she’s the mother.” I hear Alex come up from behind me. I don’t care that I sound like a complete bitch right now. There is yellow tape inside the main floor too blocking the living room entrance.

  “Where was he taken?” I ask the officer.

  The police officer, Alex had called Nick said, “That’s where we found the nanny unconscious. She was knocked out with a vase we found next to her. We have taken her to the hospital.” I nod and don’t say anything else.

  “Where is André?” I ask looking around, he doesn’t seem to be anywhere.

  “He’s at the hospital. He feels terrible, Tori.” Alex says behind me. I just nod not saying anything. I don’t know what to say.

  The detective told us that he had investigators looking for Adam, that they were doing everything they could to find him. They put out a search in the city.

  I start panicking, I can’t believe that this is happening. I have always taken care of Adam on my own and I spend one evening being selfish and enjoying myself and this happens. It’s my punishment, I mean what kind of mother leaves her son at home and goes out to a party?

  “Stop blaming yourself.
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  I turn around and Alex is there staring at me.

  “It is my fault, I should have been at home with my son! I shouldn’t be out to fancy parties while my son stays home with a stranger. I’m a terrible mother.” I cry.

  Alex tries to comfort me but I’m repulsed by his touch. “Don’t fucking touch me! I fucking hate you! I should have known that something like this would happen. You fucking ruin everything in your life.” I say these words and instantly regret them. I’m just terrified for my son, I’m not thinking right.

  He’s getting pissed now, “Don’t be such a bitch.”

  I walk up to him and slap his face hard. I gasp, I can’t believe that I did that. He places his hand over his cheek. He turns his head to face me but doesn’t say anything. He walks away.

  I’m shaking with this adrenaline in my body, I feel like I can hurt whoever took my son.

  I ignore his intense glare. I’m just so angry that I can’t think straight. What if she hurt him? He’s only nine, who would hurt an innocent little boy. I can’t take it, I must do something.

  An hour or so passes and I continue to pace back and forth as Alex is talking to detectives about possible locations. He has hired people and has a SWAT team looking for our boy. I know that Alex is doing everything he can to find our baby boy but I’m frustrated and angry that I’m so helpless and don’t know what to do.

  It’s like he senses my frustration that he looks up at me from his place at the dining room table, surrounded by laptops and a few detectives talking to each other and using the computers. He gives a look like he’s asking if I’m ok, I nod quickly as I wipe my eyes. He looks worried and it appears that he wants to say something to me but decides against it. He lowers his head and continues to talk to the detectives. There were apparently some possible locations that Alex mentioned that have been checked out.