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Five - Tantrums
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“How about Nathaniel?” I choked on my wine and after a coughing fit I asked, “how about him?”“You haven’t had sex?” I shook my head, no. She looked disappointed, even I was disappointed. I was beginning to believe I lacked the basic skills to bed a man. “Do you want to sleep with him?” I stared at her. Was she crazy? What kind of question is that? “Of course I do! I haven’t had sex in ages! I want tear him apart and ravish him.”“What’s stopping you?” She asked. “I don’t want to seem too forward and—”“What? Girl, you want that ass, go get it. A lady needs to be taken care of in every way. What’s the delay about anyway? You guys are in love, right? You’re getting married.” My heartbeat sped up after I heard the last thing she said. I was getting married. It felt so surreal. After Vincent, I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get married again, I was so sad and devastated. “I didn’t think you’d be up for it again after Vincent. I’m so proud of you.” She gave me a hug. “Are you going to do
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“Claire, I was wondering if I could get a ride to the funeral home, it’s Owen’s viewing. I hope it’s an open casket. I want to see what they did with his thing.” “I’m not free. You could ask Joyce to take you. She can drive grandpa’s old Buick,” I told grandma. “Yeah. But she’s been crying a lot so that’s sort of a challenge. You’re not free?” “Yes. I’m going on a date.” “I thought you were engaged, why are you going on a date?”“I’m going on a date with Nathaniel.” “Susan! Claire is going out on a date with Nathaniel.” “I can’t even keep a husband.” I heard Joyce sniffle in the background. I could hear the TV too and children yelling. “That’s great! Ask her if he can come over for dinner on Friday.” Mum replied. “What? No!” I yelled. “You heard your mum, bye Claire.” And she ended the call. Great. I haven’t even gone around getting a job for Joyce and now they’re inviting him over for dinner. I was ready before nine and I was feeling pretty confident. I was wearing a black
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“Maybe if I stay silent, he’ll go away,” I whispered to Nathan who was clearly still amused. “Why are your clothes are shoes in here? I know you’re home, I saw your car in the parking lot,” Anthony said. “I don’t think so,” Nathan told me. He was grinning ear to ear. I narrowed my eyes at him, pushed him away, picked up my bathrobe, put it on and went to see Anthony. “Why are you in your bathrobe?” Anthony asked. He was eating crackers which he must have found in my fridge because he said, “your fridge looks better now.” “Who let you in?” I asked him.“I let myself in.” “You don’t have a key.”“Easy lock.”I took a breath in. “I have told you countless times, Anthony—”“You have a man over,” he said, cutting me off. I was stunned, didn’t know what to say, didn’t have anything to say. Nathan’s shoes were there, his shirt too, right next to my shoes and my dress. “You were having sex!” Anthony exclaimed.“What!” “Where’s he?”“Nice to see you again, Anthony,” Nathan’s voice echoe
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“We need to report a break-in,” Cannon said. I was still in shock. My body couldn’t move and my brain couldn’t think properly or form coherent words. I was just mumbling suffixes and prefixes I learnt in grade school. “Miss Wordsworth, are you okay?” I didn’t know what to say or how to say it. It felt like my brain forgot to tell my lungs how to breath and my heart thought it was pumping blood for the spectators attending the premiere league. Apparently, I was crying too because if the slick stuff on my face wasn’t tears then there was a HUGE problem. “Sir, the bomb on the microwave was locally made..” Bomb? I’m Claire Wordsworth. Why would anyone plant a bomb in my kitchen? I used to pick my nose as a kid! I still do but not as often. “Contact Mr. Carter, Miss. Wordsworth is hyperventilating.” The next series of occurrence was blur but I remember sitting on the floor, just outside my apartment with a towel wrapped around me. I was still crying and sniffling. The hallway was crowde
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“A Bentley Bentayga,” dad said as he studied the car. “It’s a beaut. American cars are wack but this right here is art.” My dad used to work in the post office before he retired and took up a job as a part time Uber driver but he has always been obsessed with cars except American cars. “The seats are made of real leather and it smells brand new,” Grandma said. I nodded, she was right. “It’s lovely he’s getting you presents. This is a lot better than that thing you used to drive.” Mum rolled her eyes. “Yes.” Grandma nodded. “It made a screeching sound each time you hit the breaks.” I knew that and hearing grandma say it out loud made me feel like I had failed as an adult. “Enough about the car, let’s go Joyce,” I said. I came to my parents house to pick up Joyce so we could go shopping together since grandma wanted her out of her hair and I thought the shopping would make her feel better, it always worked for me.“Hey, sexy,” Joyce said to Hank. “Are you single?” “Are you flirting
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I had never been to Antarctica but I’m pretty sure it wasn’t this cold in Antarctica. I opened my eyes and peeped around. I was in Nathan’s room, I was in his house, I was in his bed and he sure as hell was hogging the duvet and I was naked. The day had started without us. I checked the time and it was past eight. Just when I wanted to roll off the bed, I felt Nathan grab me by my waist. “Where are you going?”“Where do you think I’m going? Costa Rica?” “Good morning.” He yawned and yanked the duvet off him. It had been a fulfilling night of wild sex. I felt satiated, satisfied, happy, I felt all the good things that came with great sex and sore too. “Good morning,” I replied.“How are you feeling?” “A little sore but nothing to worry about. We need to get ready for work, Sex god,” I told him. “Today is my day off, yours too,” he said relaxing into the bed. Jason was wrong, I could do what whatever the hell I like now that I’m sleeping with the boss. “I better go take a shower t
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I wasn’t bothered about going back to my apartment anymore. Actually, a part of me wanted to move in with Nathan. I wanted to sleep in the same bed as him and let him bath me like he did last night. I wanted to get used to being around him and his smile, and his cologne that jumbled my brain. He kissed me hungrily, savoring my lips like a man stuck on an island for weeks would savor cheeseburgers. He slid his warm hands under my shirt, I loved the feel of his bands against my cold skin. He went ahead to cup my breasts—I wasn’t wearing any bra. I moaned in his mouth and he bit my tongue lightly; it felt like a sting. He pulled my shirt over my head, leaned down and latched onto one of my breasts. I gripped his shoulders for support, so I wouldn’t fall on my ass. He slipped his hand into my shorts and rubbed my clit through my panties. I sunk my fingernails into his shoulder muscles and moaned. He pulled my shorts from my waist and I stepped out of them. He didn’t waste any time pullin
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Hank drove me to my apartment and dropped off the keys to the Bentley with me. My apartment was in more mess than the US after nine eleven. I gave Cannon a call so he could come explain to me how these security gadgets worked. I went through my phone and saw texts from Aniyah, Anthony, Stanley and to my surprise, Vincent. I opened Vincent’s first. He wanted to meet up with me, according to the text, he had something important he wanted to talk about. Aniyah asked if I was okay and where I was because when she visited my apartment and tried to open the door, an alarm went off. Anthony asked why he could no longer pick my lock. Stanley sent me a footage of the man in the Easter bunny mascot, with his dick out. He was in Nathan’s sitting room. The guys dick wasn’t small and the way it flapped around as he moved made me uncomfortable. Stanley also sent the description of the man in the mascot, at least all they could gather. White male, six foot six inches and should weigh from three hund
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Hank drove me to my apartment and dropped off the keys to the Bentley with me. My apartment was in more mess than the US after nine eleven. I gave Cannon a call so he could come explain to me how these security gadgets worked. I went through my phone and saw texts from Aniyah, Anthony, Stanley and to my surprise, Vincent. I opened Vincent’s first. He wanted to meet up with me, according to the text, he had something important he wanted to talk about. Aniyah asked if I was okay and where I was because when she visited my apartment and tried to open the door, an alarm went off. Anthony asked why he could no longer pick my lock. Stanley sent me a footage of the man in the Easter bunny mascot, with his dick out. He was in Nathan’s sitting room. The guys dick wasn’t small and the way it flapped around as he moved made me uncomfortable. Stanley also sent the description of the man in the mascot, at least all they could gather. White male, six foot six inches and should weigh from three hund
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I wasn’t bothered about going back to my apartment anymore. Actually, a part of me wanted to move in with Nathan. I wanted to sleep in the same bed as him and let him bath me like he did last night. I wanted to get used to being around him and his smile, and his cologne that jumbled my brain. He kissed me hungrily, savoring my lips like a man stuck on an island for weeks would savor cheeseburgers. He slid his warm hands under my shirt, I loved the feel of his bands against my cold skin. He went ahead to cup my breasts—I wasn’t wearing any bra. I moaned in his mouth and he bit my tongue lightly; it felt like a sting. He pulled my shirt over my head, leaned down and latched onto one of my breasts. I gripped his shoulders for support, so I wouldn’t fall on my ass. He slipped his hand into my shorts and rubbed my clit through my panties. I sunk my fingernails into his shoulder muscles and moaned. He pulled my shorts from my waist and I stepped out of them. He didn’t waste any time pullin
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I had never been to Antarctica but I’m pretty sure it wasn’t this cold in Antarctica. I opened my eyes and peeped around. I was in Nathan’s room, I was in his house, I was in his bed and he sure as hell was hogging the duvet and I was naked. The day had started without us. I checked the time and it was past eight. Just when I wanted to roll off the bed, I felt Nathan grab me by my waist. “Where are you going?”“Where do you think I’m going? Costa Rica?” “Good morning.” He yawned and yanked the duvet off him. It had been a fulfilling night of wild sex. I felt satiated, satisfied, happy, I felt all the good things that came with great sex and sore too. “Good morning,” I replied.“How are you feeling?” “A little sore but nothing to worry about. We need to get ready for work, Sex god,” I told him. “Today is my day off, yours too,” he said relaxing into the bed. Jason was wrong, I could do what whatever the hell I like now that I’m sleeping with the boss. “I better go take a shower t
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“A Bentley Bentayga,” dad said as he studied the car. “It’s a beaut. American cars are wack but this right here is art.” My dad used to work in the post office before he retired and took up a job as a part time Uber driver but he has always been obsessed with cars except American cars. “The seats are made of real leather and it smells brand new,” Grandma said. I nodded, she was right. “It’s lovely he’s getting you presents. This is a lot better than that thing you used to drive.” Mum rolled her eyes. “Yes.” Grandma nodded. “It made a screeching sound each time you hit the breaks.” I knew that and hearing grandma say it out loud made me feel like I had failed as an adult. “Enough about the car, let’s go Joyce,” I said. I came to my parents house to pick up Joyce so we could go shopping together since grandma wanted her out of her hair and I thought the shopping would make her feel better, it always worked for me.“Hey, sexy,” Joyce said to Hank. “Are you single?” “Are you flirting
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“We need to report a break-in,” Cannon said. I was still in shock. My body couldn’t move and my brain couldn’t think properly or form coherent words. I was just mumbling suffixes and prefixes I learnt in grade school. “Miss Wordsworth, are you okay?” I didn’t know what to say or how to say it. It felt like my brain forgot to tell my lungs how to breath and my heart thought it was pumping blood for the spectators attending the premiere league. Apparently, I was crying too because if the slick stuff on my face wasn’t tears then there was a HUGE problem. “Sir, the bomb on the microwave was locally made..” Bomb? I’m Claire Wordsworth. Why would anyone plant a bomb in my kitchen? I used to pick my nose as a kid! I still do but not as often. “Contact Mr. Carter, Miss. Wordsworth is hyperventilating.” The next series of occurrence was blur but I remember sitting on the floor, just outside my apartment with a towel wrapped around me. I was still crying and sniffling. The hallway was crowde
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“Maybe if I stay silent, he’ll go away,” I whispered to Nathan who was clearly still amused. “Why are your clothes are shoes in here? I know you’re home, I saw your car in the parking lot,” Anthony said. “I don’t think so,” Nathan told me. He was grinning ear to ear. I narrowed my eyes at him, pushed him away, picked up my bathrobe, put it on and went to see Anthony. “Why are you in your bathrobe?” Anthony asked. He was eating crackers which he must have found in my fridge because he said, “your fridge looks better now.” “Who let you in?” I asked him.“I let myself in.” “You don’t have a key.”“Easy lock.”I took a breath in. “I have told you countless times, Anthony—”“You have a man over,” he said, cutting me off. I was stunned, didn’t know what to say, didn’t have anything to say. Nathan’s shoes were there, his shirt too, right next to my shoes and my dress. “You were having sex!” Anthony exclaimed.“What!” “Where’s he?”“Nice to see you again, Anthony,” Nathan’s voice echoe
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“Claire, I was wondering if I could get a ride to the funeral home, it’s Owen’s viewing. I hope it’s an open casket. I want to see what they did with his thing.” “I’m not free. You could ask Joyce to take you. She can drive grandpa’s old Buick,” I told grandma. “Yeah. But she’s been crying a lot so that’s sort of a challenge. You’re not free?” “Yes. I’m going on a date.” “I thought you were engaged, why are you going on a date?”“I’m going on a date with Nathaniel.” “Susan! Claire is going out on a date with Nathaniel.” “I can’t even keep a husband.” I heard Joyce sniffle in the background. I could hear the TV too and children yelling. “That’s great! Ask her if he can come over for dinner on Friday.” Mum replied. “What? No!” I yelled. “You heard your mum, bye Claire.” And she ended the call. Great. I haven’t even gone around getting a job for Joyce and now they’re inviting him over for dinner. I was ready before nine and I was feeling pretty confident. I was wearing a black
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“How about Nathaniel?” I choked on my wine and after a coughing fit I asked, “how about him?”“You haven’t had sex?” I shook my head, no. She looked disappointed, even I was disappointed. I was beginning to believe I lacked the basic skills to bed a man. “Do you want to sleep with him?” I stared at her. Was she crazy? What kind of question is that? “Of course I do! I haven’t had sex in ages! I want tear him apart and ravish him.”“What’s stopping you?” She asked. “I don’t want to seem too forward and—”“What? Girl, you want that ass, go get it. A lady needs to be taken care of in every way. What’s the delay about anyway? You guys are in love, right? You’re getting married.” My heartbeat sped up after I heard the last thing she said. I was getting married. It felt so surreal. After Vincent, I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get married again, I was so sad and devastated. “I didn’t think you’d be up for it again after Vincent. I’m so proud of you.” She gave me a hug. “Are you going to do
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“What?” I asked. Where did that question even come from? “I mean no harm but you do look a little bloated in that dress.” She gave a little chuckle. I narrowed my eyes at her. I felt Nathaniel rub my knee and I let out an awkward chuckle. “Ignore Evelyn, you look amazing in that dress. It makes your eyes pop,” Judith told me and I smiled at her in response. However, Judith’s hair was fire engine red, the same shade as her lips. The small talk continued until I spoke up. “You’ve got to give me your plastic surgeon’s contact. My—”“Excuse me?” Evelyn piped up. “Huh? Oh, it’s nothing. It’s just that you look so young, your surgeon must be so good. My grandmother would definitely like to meet them,” I replied. “Nathaniel, tell the secretary you’re fucking to shut up or I’d kick her out.” She said it so casually. I certainly won’t get along with her. I began laughing and every other person at the table joined me. “You all look like you’re having so much fun,” Jarrett Carter said as h
