The ludicrous sensation still lingers even though Darren has let go of their union. Maureen's first time after six years.The taste? Still as painful as the first time. Even though Maureen is used to using aids or getting satisfaction from the man's fingers. ven though Darren did it slowly at the beginning, Maureen felt like she was split, torn, and throbbing strongly after the entirety of the man was trapped in his grip.Crazy!Maureen still could not believe the difference in getting an immediate release after the union. Darren who moved faster and faster, not letting any of his stimulation points go unnoticed, was able to connect Maureen to the peak of unexplainable pleasure.Hers down there must be very red and swollen. The hot friction-friction of Darren's massive missile was able to finish her off at the bottom. Maureen had lost countless times when Darren had just finished ending his ambition.The rapid, colliding breaths slowly slacken, giving way to a calmness that forces the
Darren tried to open his eyes, forcing his body to lean against Maureen's headboard. Remembering their hot action last night, Darren's loins felt crushed in places.They didn't even need to use a blanket just to protect themselves. Unlike when he was with Iqlima who always wanted everything covered, Maureen openly embraced him, rubbing her skin without any barrier as long as they slept.He wanted to laugh at his stamina, which seemed to be declining and could hardly keep up with Maureen. Even in his thirties, he was already struggling, what about in ten or twenty years?He reached for the watch lying on Maureen's nightstand. It was more than three o'clock in the morning. "That so long?" Darren had even missed two pray times because of a woman.He was a little worried about the whereabouts of Maureen's parents under the same roof. Did they get caught or did no one realize?"Maureen? Sweetheart?" whispered Darren as he shook Maureen's shoulder.Maureen squirmed. She turned her back, the
It was still very early in the morning when Aya woke Abra and gathered their two children in the center of to the room. What mother wouldn't be worried about the twins' blatant disgraceful bickering? "Who wants to talk first?" demanded Aya as she made sure the ties on her nightgown robe didn't come undone. The look underneath was really embarrassing for anyone to see, especially since their three maids had already arrived and started working. "Ma, I'm ...." Matthew held up a low hand first. He think it only one problem between there, coming home late. No sessions to the club, let alone paying women. Playing a quicky with Karin in the airport restroom alone made him miss her all over again. Aya continued to ask, "Why are you home after curfew, Matt?" "I told Maureen that I wanted to take Karin to the airport. Her plane was delayed last night, so it took a while. You can ask Karin's brother if you don't believe me." Matthew with all his hand gestures when explaining. An alibi that
"Maureen! Mama's not done talking yet!" chased Aya until it was just the two of them talking in the princess' room. She herself was surprised at how messy Maureen's personal space was. Almost everything that was usually neatly arranged was scattered all over the place. The dresser, the desk, even the scent from the sheets on the surface of the bed confirmed what kind of things two human might have done there. Aya had to open the windows and balcony door wide. She rudely threw the curtains, sheets, and blankets scattered on the floor into the laundry basket. It was hard to tolerate the eldest's behavior, which could have been an example to her younger sister. "You're too noise, Ma!" Maureen sat on the edge of the bed, pressing her temples with her hands resting on her knees. "I can take care of my own life!" The pain in her crotch that kept twitching became more and more obvious, making the woman close her legs and press her lower abdomen. Strange. She did not understand why people
"Sorry. I couldn't make it before, Mom." Darren kissed the back of the hand of the woman who had given birth to him, hugged her with great longing, then glanced at the pile of boxes near the entrance of the house."Do you still need a favor?" He offered and was already preparing to roll up the sleeves of his shirt, but the woman who looked fresh in her twilight years restrained her eldest son's wrist."No, I'll take care of that tomorrow." Dara, her mother, pulled her through the main room and out onto the back porch. "Mommy needs to talk to you now.""Why, Mom? What happened?" asked Darren.Being on the back porch that usually showed the rice fields, at night it looked creepy, silent. Only the sounds of frogs, crickets, and maybe a gecko calling to each other after the rain. It was cold.Dara patted the emptiness of the long bench she was sitting on, asking her son to come closer. "After this, be honest with me. Lemme talk to you first and don't cut my words off until I'm done."Darr
"You said you were out of town on an assignment. So, how soon can you come back?" chirped Maireen after being placed on the passenger seat beside the driver. She watched as Darren closed the car door and circled around the front hood to be beside her."Mom asked to see you earlier," Darren said as he started to drive Maureen's vehicle down the main street of town. His own car had been taken by the driver to the office.As for Darren's parents, Maureen already knew the outline from the last phone call, and she was actually inclined to ignore Darren until he needed to be picked up in person."Great!" Maureen folded her arms in front of her chest and chuckled, "Within a day, I knew everything."At the risk of messing with someone close, the family felt like they had to play a part."You ran away from home?" Darren questioned because Aya kept finding out Maureen's whereabouts through her messaging app. Even though Darren himself had a full day's schedu
"I want to eat you." Darren turned and grabbed the hotel-provided towel robe and standard amenities on the table. He deliberately grinned and winked at Maureen who was also stripping down. "I'd like to..., but I'm so tired tonight." "Shower?" asked Maureen, reaching for another robe on the table. Darren's nod implied, "Yes." "I wanna come with you!" Maureen's exclamation managed to make Darren shake his head, not expecting her childish behavior to be entertaining. Not just following, but Maureen climbed onto Darren's back until he held her back to keep her from falling. "Still so spoiled, right?" "You can talk, yeah ...." After being lowered next to the bathtub, Maureen spread her arms, asking implicitly through the movement of her eyes for Darren to remove his bathrobe. Standing face to face, Darren found Maureen's height to be the tip of his nose. Her womanly eyes are occasionally brushed by
"I thought room service was coming, but it's you." Maureen sighed roughly at the man who appeared behind the door. She made sure the blanket she was wrapped in did not sag when she reached out, demanding her brother's luggage."Hi, Sister!" Matthew had arrived because Maureen's call had come from Darren's number. Anyone would have guessed they were together. He was curious and glanced between the scantily opened door. "Why are you asking for a change of clothes at this hour? You have a suitcase.""I was forgot to bring mine, it's still in the car. How could I come out like this?" Receiving the shopping bag filled with clothes crammed into her hand, Maureen was pushed backwards until her back hit the wall of the corridor."Damn twins!" she complained."You're not alone, are you?" Matthew asked."Uh, why did you come in?"She wanted to swear at Matthew, but it was only Maureen's fist in the air that the young man laughed at when he made it inside the room.Her younger twin brother surve
"Did you choose to settle here?" This was Maureen's question. I've gotten to know her better since moving to this country. Maybe a few blocks apart, but close enough to do our weekly shopping together."Ben said he had some business, so I guess his offer for me to stay here until graduation wasn't a bad choice," I explained as I pushed our shopping trolley into the trunk of the car, while Maureen looked tired from pushing the babies' stroller."Yeah..., I think your choice isn't bad. I can have someone to talk to too while you guys aren't back yet." Her intonation was clearly hopeful.For me who barely had any friends, moving around more than expressing what I felt, being friends with Maureen was a luxury. She was quite chatty, and I barely had anything to talk about other than responding to her."The twins really enjoy sleeping ...." I glance at the presence of Maureen's babies. Boys.I thought Maureen had a special relationship with Ben, but she ended up marrying Angga. I guess I wa
"Are we really moving there together?" Rena questioned after seeing the e-ticket I had on my phone screen. Well, that was a bit of a surprise. "It depends on how long you want to stay there." Since the visa Rena applied for was also for non-immigrants, it was valid only during the student exchange. If she wanted to extend it as a tourist or even stay, I wouldn't mind. In fact, for the time being, it might be better for Rena to take a vacation or find something that isn't tiring. The previous incident that took away our future child sometimes made Rena shed tears. "How are you doing?" Rena asked again. She continued to fix the toga I was wearing. Even though there was no departmental photo session and it was okay to take off all the graduation gear attached to my body. The weather lately has been in favor of taking off my clothes. "Which job is it?" I moved closer to Rena's side, looking at the photos of the camera she had just taken from the tripod, used earlier to capture moments
"Any hurt?" I asked after finding Rena pinched between the passenger bench and the protective airbag. At least I could still breathe a sigh of relief knowing Rena could still walk out after the collision just now.I saw Satya still on the driver's seat, pressed against the door next to him that was wrenched in. He was unconscious.Maybe someone could say that I was really reckless in crashing the motorcycle into the car carrying Rena, and the four-wheeled vehicle swerved to avoid me. It was partially destroyed by the road divider.Me? Well, I'm fine with a little friction on the skin of my arm from being dragged on the asphalt when I let go of the motorcycle I was riding earlier. After all, the injuries I got before were much more. All of this... is nothing."Ben? How could you...," Rena was holding my waist, more like she was pulling my arm to rest on her shoulder, "you still have to need rest?""Think of yourself, Rena!" I refused, feeling that she was much more in need of help."Me?
A few months in a second-floor room in a Somerville neighborhood, about an hour away from campus by public transportation, was not so foreign to me. It was like sharing a house with strangers without interfering in each other's private affairs.Shared common spaces, with private rooms. Don't forget the private bathroom for me. It's a bit more expensive than the rent for other residents' rooms, but it's better than having to wait in line at a crucial time.This morning I was surprised by the arrival of a thousand white roses, the delivery courier said. It's a good thing they weren't real roses, or I would have acted like I had a cold all day.Who knows about my allergy other than close friends? Uncle Darren has 'almost killed me' many times for giving me real flowers.By the way about Uncle Darren, I offered him to redo our relationship completely from scratch. As a good cousin, not based on desire that I know is hard to resist.Who could resist a Maureen?Okay, call me narcissistic. A
"We need to talk, Uncle." Maureen almost pushed the blanket off her legs when Darren nodded. In his opinion, they needed to settle their dangling relationship outside of the decisions of the people around them. They had the freedom to decide their future regardless of the stigma attached to Maureen snatching Darren. "Yeah, we have to," Darren smiled instantly even though the airline's departure announcement seemed to delay them, "but later. See ya." The man signaled his departure by pointing outside. Of course Maureen clearly knew she had to wait for Darren to meet her. However, the flight--which she had read on the internet--lasting for over eight hours until arriving at the transit airport further strengthened her curiosity. "Shit!" There wasn't the slightest hint of enjoyment in any of the amenities that could divert his curiosity. The airline's signature main course reminded her of eating with Angga even though it was served in small portions. The expensive wine offered by th
"Yes, Grandpa gave me a first class ticket. It's really cool, isn't it?" After going through the check-in section, Maureen dragged her suitcase through the corridor directed by the attendant to be placed on the flight baggage entry rail while continuing her phone call to a friend on the other side. "Not really. I've only ever been on private jets."It wasn't just a different island, but also a different continent. Serena's friend had already left for another country."I and Angga just let it flow. We don't have to get married quickly." Maureen's steps quickened as she looked at the white gold band-like watch around her left wrist. Her departure time was just around the corner. She needed time to relax her waist for a moment."Are you sure he can stay with you so far away?" Serena's question had been a long consideration for Maureen to maintain a relationship with Angga until it needed to be discussed.Angga's time-consuming profession sometimes made Maureen doubt if the man was only o
"What, huh?" Angga tapped each of Maureen's fingers that hung in the air as they grasped each other, comparing the same shape that differed in size. "My family is not very close." Every time they met face to face, they would smile at each other, considering the accident as part of fate. "Is that how you get along?" Maureen recalled how Erlan, who was also a doctor under her father's position, could talk as light as a feather when they met. There was indeed a conversation that was avoided, and Maureen's curiosity led to questions until Angga, who was usually to the point, pulled out the trump card he wanted. "Well, just to say hello. Not more." Angga straightened his back, placing it against the glass wall of the room as he looked at the dark sky outside. Clear without clouds. "So, there's not much we can invite from your family?" asked Maureen, looking for ways to pry information using the alibi of their wedding needs. Angga's narrow eyes widened in amazement. "You said you haven
"M.J. Abraham...," said the man who made Angga turn to the clapping hands nearby, "it's Angga's surprise, ihuh?" A couple of people Angga knew greeted him in turn, then Resti joined their small circle. Maureen reflexively followed Angga even though she felt she had never seen that two people before, she was a bit surprised by the title the man had given them as if they had known each other before. "Wow, Uncle Erlan and Aunt Iren came too!" Resti offered two glasses of drinks on trays carried by the waiters and was immediately greeted with a look of friendliness. Perhaps confused, or rather observing, Maureen had to take a quick look at each face near her in turn. There was no falseness that came to her from Angga's life, including the family that came. They were even newly reunited. "Can't word on your candidate, here." The woman called Aunt Iren chimed in. Although the knee-length dress she wore was formal with long sleeves and no special accents, she had her own charisma behind
A dark SUV pulled up in front of a spacious ironwood house, dropping off a pair of people who seemed perfectly matched in both appearance and body language. The sturdy old building in front of them was surrounded by a heavy guard, reinforcing the notion that an important event was taking place inside."Do we have to come like this?" asked the woman, adjusting the skirt of her evening blue satin dress to cover her ankles. A headpiece of similar material was pinned with a simple silver hoop, adding to the expensive nature of the overall look.She regretted the impression of a family that had to look perfect at all events despite the fact that they were going through a long war of contention that had yet to be resolved. From legal settlements regarding the division of joint property during marriage, to custody matters and the accompanying financing.Iqlima could use the alibi of Darren's infidelity if he still insisted on taking their three children from her side. It wasn't just snippets