"You're welcome." I tell him when we're walking to his car for our Saturday dinner at Mum's."For...?" "Sienna." That's when he smiles, "Hihi, thank you." I never thought I'd see a sincere smile from him again. Guess pimping my colleague is all it takes. "Is it a one time thing or you're going to ask her for a date?" But before he even answers I attack him again, "Don't you dare make her a one night stand! She works with me, Toffer! At least take her out to dinner, don't make it too obvious." "Hey I'm not an asshole okay," he counters back, "I do plan to take her out tomorrow evening." "Good for you!" I tap twice on his shoulder as he opens the door for me, "Thank you Toffer my best friend." And that's when both of us freeze. Shit. That came out wrong. He doesn't say anything when he closes the door and goes around the car to get into the driver seat. I too remain silent as to dismiss my stupid mistake when we’re just about to be good again."Christian is coming tonight?" He a
"Never have I ever had sex with the person on my right."Without hesitating, Christian who is sitting next to May takes the glass, gulping it all in one sitting. He finally looks at me once he's done, probably wanting to know my reaction. Good thing I already know about it from May. "Never have I-" he suddenly gets cut when he’s just about to start the next round as May shows her index finger to the audience with a stern voice, "We're not done yet." He frowns at his best friend’s remarks, “I already drink the whole thing.""Somebody else hasn't." I feel like my chest is bursting by how fast my heart beats upon hearing her. I knew it, I knew we should’ve acted our age and never play this teenagers' game. But Sienna was too bored to just eat and chat tonight, so the four of us agreed to her suggestion for the sake of finishing the wine. The six bottles of wine that May brought. "Who?" He looks at us one by one, starting from his right to left; May, Toffer, me, and lastly Sienna."I
It's hard, when someone who you normally see every single day dates the one whom you see five days a week at the office. Have I told you about the explicit details I'd get during the absence of those two days? Urgh, I'm currently listening to it now. Fuck my life for lending my headphone to Fred who urgently needed it for an online meeting since he forgot to bring his. Here we go, LIVE talkshow featuring Jenna and Alice with their forever guest, Sienna Miller. "So you're bringing him tomorrow?" Jenna asks her excitedly."Of course I am." Giggles, giggles. "I'm finally gonna see the real Christopher that seems too good to be true." Oh Jenna, I've lived with that guy for four years now, and has been his best friend for more than a decade, he is definitely NOT who Sienna has been telling you. That man is way funnier than she described, and sweeter when he was with his ex-wife back then. Well, I guess he’ll be as sweet as he was with Lauren once they’re officially boyfriend-girlfri
"Hey," he knocks on my door when I have just arrived home, dropping my heavy work bag on the floor and about to close my bedroom door. I don't really close my door but whenever he has a girlfriend I normally do that. It's too awkward to listen to their flirty conversations from the kitchen or the living area, or simply from his room if they forgot to close the door. You know, too caught up in the moment. "You've had dinner already?" He's standing tall at my door frame, only in a pair of boxer. "Not yet," I unbutton my blouse revealing my bralette. Meh, there's nothing to see. I have two small boobs that is nothing compared to Sienna's. And this batman-patterned cotton panties is so not sexy. Heck, even if I'm naked he wouldn't even bat an eye on me since I'm not his type. "Do you want to join us for dinner?" I knew it. There will always be Sienna in the plan. He even dare to ask me if it's okay to bring her to our Saturday dinner at Mom's. Look, I don't hate her. But unless you
"Have you ever wanted your own kid?" It's not even day one of lockdown and here I am, being caught with his weird question. "Ummmmm why are you asking that? Out of nowhere." I munch my drummet as I watch him with his. We are having dinner together for the first time in uhh, I'm not sure, since last year? Before Thanksgiving?"Because I saw your books. There are so many pregnancy stories in your reading list." "Oh my God,” I gasp, “you're stalking me again! First with Italian Mafia, then you took my virginity. Now my pregnancy book? What? You're gonna make me pregnant now?" That's when both of us stop eating. Oh God, I'm breaking my own rules. But he smiles after a few seconds, "You have Christian for that." "I don't." "You don't? What do you mean?" He puts his chicken, staring at me, wanting to focus on my answer. "We broke up." "What?!" He jumps from his seat and marches towards me, "When? Why? Howww?" I shrug, "Two months ago." "TWO MONTHS AGO?!" He's actually shouting a
"Can you PLEASE put the leftover in a food container instead of putting it on a plate? You're gonna make my fridge smells like food!" Here we go, domestic Toffer is picking on me again for the umpteenth time this week. We've only gone through the lockdown six days but it feels like I've been stuck with him for a month already! "It's a fridge, it's SUPPOSED to smell like food! What? You want it to smell like feet instead? I can put this then," with that I hastily take off the sock from my right foot and dangle it in his face. "I mean it Nina, fucking put the leftover in a food container." His warning should send shivers to my bones but that only happened four days ago. I'm used to them nowadays. "And don't keep anything that you don't even want to eat. The trash can is there for a reason." "So you can shove yourself into it?" I reply nonchalantly as I put my sock back to my foot. *** "Can you PLEASE take out your clothes from the dryer?" Urgh here we go again. "Your clothes ha
"Are you looking for something?" I ask him when he runs through the stuff I brought back from the store but doesn't help me put them in the fridge or the pantry. He shakes his head but I can see the disappointment on his face. Heh, he must be looking for a treat. Because every time I go out for supplies I'd always buy him something. This time around I'm going to make him tell me something first before handing him his treat. I get a feeling he's hiding something from me. And I very well know about what. I just want to force it out of him, making him admit it. "We're having salmon tonight," I announce as I wiggle the packaging before putting it into the fridge. "Okay…”He's like a little boy who is sulking for not getting what he wants. But he tries not to show it, solemnly dragging his feet to the hallway, back to his room. After I put everything out, ensure the washer, dryer and dishwasher are in the state that he requested, yes I've taken the liberty to listen to his requests e
Do you know how hard it is to masturbate when you have a clingy best friend who never leave your side? Urghhh I haven't had my much needed release since seven weeks ago. Like seriously, Toffer is next to me all the time. ALL. THE. TIMEEEE. He sleeps with me, he eats with me, he showers when I shower and when I try to do it in the bathroom there's a big fat chance he'd barge in to borrow my toothpaste or something. He even moved my working desk next to his just so we'll be together during working hours. "Why didn't you tell me you're doing laundry?" See, I just want some peace with my dirty clothes and this washing machine. "It's not even full,” he comments further, “Wait, let me get mine!" And just like that he disappears as I hear him running towards his room. I sigh heavily while dumping the detergent pod in the washing machine. When can we finally go out and live like we used to? I'm soooooo desperate for a release. Lockdown sucks.He comes back with his laundry basket, the
It was a small event. A small, intimate wedding that was attended by my family and his, our close friends, and Lauren's little family. It was small but it filled my heart to the brim, with the abundant of love I received from all of them. We're lucky to have a crowd that love us that much. I might not have a father but I'm content with this much love. We wanted to have the wedding when the whole Corona thing ends, at least with a vaccine being given to all, but my grandparents were not having it. They didn't care if they die as long as we don't live in sins anymore. ...pretty sure they're going to shun me out if they know I've been screwing around beforeee I got married. At one point I was mad that Grandma is being such a hypocrite; I'm sure she screwed more guys than I did before she got married to Grandpa. But I got schooled when she preached 'the past is the past, I'm paying with my present now to devote to Him.'"Do you even hear what I said?" He groans inwardly."Hm? What? Wha
"Where are you going?" He asks the moment he sees me all dressed up on a Monday morning while he’s still in his boxer. "I'm going to the hospital,” I grab my bag while answering him. “Hospital?”“I made an appointment,” I explain briefly, checking the content of my bag if my wallet is in there. "Appointment? What appointment?” He’s truly confused and shocked hearing it, to the point of freaking out, “Why didn't you tell me? What appointment is it? Wait up," he’s already running to his room when he shouts, “I'll be ready in five! Wait for meeeee-”I can’t help but to smile as his voice fades through the wall. Ten minutes later he appears on my bedroom door, now dressed in a pair of jeans and a black jumper."Lessego!" He sure is chirpy for someone who barely slept last night. He stayed up to accompany me by the toilet bowl, rubbed my back as I swore I would never have sex until I tie my tubes- never getting pregnant again! Morning sickness sucks. It isn’t even ‘morning’ sickness. I
I thought I heard Mom's voice but I remain in the same position, too tired to do anything. This morning sickness will kill me even before the baby's out."NINAAAAAAA!" Shit! That's really Mom! I'm not hearing things! "NINA! Get your ass here NOW!" And when I hear the second scream I scurry out of the room, "Mom?" I walk to the kitchen and there she is, looking so mad with a nervous Toffer next to her. Did he tell her about me? Is that why she's so mad? "Why didn't you tell me!" Mom runs to me and hugs me so tight I can't breath, "Why did you suffer alone? You should've told me the moment it happened!" She finally lets me go then cups my face, "Are you okay, baby?" I nod eventhough very much confused with what's happening. Why is she here? She didn't tell me she's coming. Or she did but I forgot about it? Either way, why is she here? What does she mean about suffering alone?"How long has it been? Are you sure you're okay? You don't look okay. Did you even sleep? Eat? How long ha
Christopher's POV 👦🏼"Daddy?" "Yeah?" "Did Papa make Mama Nina shick?" "Hmmm?" I stop staring at my laptop screen and quickly turn around to find my four year old son looking a little bit upset. "Papa also made Mummy shick like this." Oh? "Why did Papa make Mama Nina shick? Did he love Mama Nina too? That's why he made her shick? Like Mummy?" I'm sorry but I can't help laughing at his logic. "It's not funny, Daddy." He frowns, crossing his hands on his chest, more upset than before. "No he didn't do it." I finally say once I lose all the laughter. "He didn't?" Kai gasps, "But Mama Nina ish shick like Mummy." "I did it." It feels so surreal to admit it. I made your Mama Nina sick. I made her cry, I made her mad, I made her so many things I am upset with myself for doing all those things to her. But I still can't force myself to accept what's happening now. I'm processing. "Why did you do it? Because you love Mama Nina?" I nod, I do love your Mama Nina. "But are you goi
Christopher's POV 👦🏼I made her cry. I made my wife cry. I made the love of my life cry when all I wanted to do five minutes ago was to make her cry in pleasure. But now she's crying from a heart ache, that is caused by me. "I love you that way too Nina," I murmur in soft voice but she is still sobbing, shaking her head a few times, refusing to accept it. "You don't want to tell anyone about us, you don't want to have babies with me, not even a cat, I'm just your bed warmer." "You're not my bed warmer," I caress her back, "You're my cock warmer, Sweetheart." She instantly pushes me but I hug her tighter, "You're an ass, Toff." "I am, but that's why you love me so much, right?" She cries a little bit more then I bring her to my room so we can cuddle and perhaps kiss her sadness away. *** "Do you remember the day I asked you to sign the divorce papers?" She asks when she has calmed down after a good meal and a good fuck. See, that's all she needs to get better. Not a cat or
"How far along are you?" "Five weeks, maybe. I don't know, I just guess from the date of conception." I haven't gotten my period since I got the shots last year so yeah, that's the only input I have. "How did you find out?" "When I found the plan B pills in my bag, a week after the time I'm supposed to take it." I was so in a rush that day I tucked it in my purse only to find it a week later when I wanted to take out my coins at the grocery store. "And now you're asking me if you can be her nanny for a week?" "Yeah, for a dry run." I figured I'd get a taste of motherhood with her youngest. Perhaps it will make me be more firm with my decision. "By all means, be my guest. I'd love to have an unpaid nanny on top of the two I already paid." She seems to be hesitating over something. It's weird, since May never holds up her tongue. "What is it?" I ask boringly while caressing my goddaughter's hair. "I'm just wondering... after all this dry run. What happens then? What if you thin
I've read too many immature stories that I know the outcome of it doesn't suit my taste. I mean, how stupid can you be to stand a guy your entire life just because of an unwanted pregnancy. But again, it comes back to your core principle- either you believe in abortion or creating life. I'm a Christian, who devotes herself to the teaching that life is precious. So I'm contradicting myself, on one side I do agree that life is precious; I don't have the right to take it away from this world. But on another, life is too precious for me to toy around with my life drama and an ex husband who doesn't want it. "Wanna fuck?" He asks casually when I'm sitting alone on the couch watching tv. It looks like I'm watching Nëtflix but truthfully, I've been racking my brain on how to deal with this. And yes, we still have sex despite the divorce that happened a few weeks ago. Though at the moment we're just roommates with benefits. Bestie with benefits. Exes with benefits. Whichever you prefer.
"Why are you here everyday?" I glare at her while putting a finger across my lips, warning her to shut the hell up. "Oh stop it, it's even noisier being in my body than out here. She'll sleep just fine." May keeps on talking with her normal voice, but I'm not having it. This baby needs her precious sleep to grow healthily. "Toffer's gonna be mad if he knows, you know." I roll my eyes at her warning. As if I care, he can go fuck himself. I'm my own person, I will do whatever I want, however I please. If I want to stay at my best friend's house every single day, I will goddamn do it! No permission needed! "Why can't you tell him you love him? Isn't it easier? You'll get your answer, and I'll get my peace." "You can be on your way, I'm here for my god-daughter. Not you." I hug the newborn tighter, smelling her hair. Mhmmmm there's something captivating with their smell, so pure and calming. May gave birth five days ago which means I've been coming here every single day. I even se
It's finally ending. We are not trapped in the house anymore as of today after the announcement made on national tv that the lockdown has officially been lifted. Last night we celebrated the news as if we're getting our freedom back for the fact I don't know if it's indeed for the freedom or perhaps the end of this sweet dream. I'm wearing the dress I ordered online last week, purchased it for the sole purpose of wanting to look beautiful -and appetising- on our first monthniversary but after the announcement, I decided to put it on for our first date.Oh yes, he asked me for our first official date after our second round of 'celebration' last night. "This gotta be the most expensive restaurant you've ever brought me to," I tell him once we step into the Michelin Star eatery. "I'm planning to use all my money while I can just so you don't have much left when you leave." He even ordered a new suit to be delivered on the same day for this date, obviously maxing his credit card for