SARAHI can’t believe this is happening.Carl wasn’t speaking to me. Not while we were in the jeep, and not when we got to the house. He was cold and detached, and he had never treated me like that. There was a part of me that simmered in anger at how fast Fae had turned my husband against me. I couldn’t believe it. Everything was perfect during the wedding because the stupid bitch was right there. She really attended and I was able to slap her with the truth that Carl didn’t really love her. I couldn’t understand how this happened.But I was afraid to talk to him. I knew my past would come up. I was afraid about what he would ask me to confess. There was something about the look on Jigo’s face before we left that told me my secret was out. And whether I liked it or not, shame was consuming my heart. I didn’t like that there were gullible men who would give me anything I want in exchange for sex. I didn’t like the concept in the beginning, but it was way easier than getting handouts,
SARAH “Filter?” I repeated, starting to feel colder and number. But I still kept the smile on my face as I watched him. He was standing before the long study table at the front of all those shelves of books, tall and imposing, his face a cold mask. “What do you mean, baby?”“I called people, and they confirmed what I just found out. They said you will do anything. That you don’t have a filter. And I want to find out if it’s true.”I find myself gulping as his words hurt me. In fact, as I stood there and started to tremble, I was shocked to find out I could still feel this kind of pain. But my killer instincts kicked in. I would never let them win. I got this far, and I would not be cowed. Inside my self where I had stopped letting anyone in, I solidified my willpower. I was going to lose. I had to brace myself.But I would not walk away from here a loser.I formed fists with my hands. I saw him glance at them, and his face held curiosity when his eyes came back to my face.“You want
JIGOThree days later.“Hmmm… you awake?” I asked as I slid in beside my wife on the bed. I was late coming home because I had to visit Invictus I to work with the books. It was about nine in the evening already. I knew she tried to wait for me because the lamp light was in reading mode and she had a book on one of her side, near the edge of the bed, where it seemed to have slid from her hand. Her eyes were closed.Upon closer inspection, it was actually one of those law school published papers bound into a hardcover and about some law or other. She had been reading nonstop these days in preparation of going back to work. She still was undecided about which firm, but she didn’t have to worry. I would support her and help her to wherever she wanted to go once she had made up her mind.On the other hand, I knew part of her efforts of getting busy when I was at work was to distract herself from worrying about our friend. We had no news except that he called some of the guys to confirm wh
JIGO“He came in before dark with a few companions—all of them women. The others have left so he is alone inside. I’m not sure where to call. He’s been telling everyone he’s single and available when he got drunk so I didn’t think I should call the missus. I called you, sir.”“You did good, Riggs. Thank you. I’ll take care of this.” I patted the manager’s shoulder before sliding the key card on the slot to the door of the private room where Carl was in. It was one of the larger ones executives and CEOs usually booked to entertain team members or clients. We didn’t normally use this, though. Our friends were all single except for Carl just recently, and me, secretly. We preferred seeing the crowd and welcomed the noise of merriment and relaxation after work. Or we used to.I pushed the door open and there was my friend, sleeping like a log on one of the long couches, one arm had dropped on the floor. I took a deep breath. Even in sleep, his face looked troubled. He had never seen Carl
JIGOWhen I left, the way Fae was treating the situation eased my worries about leaving her with Carl. Therefore, as I drove back to the pent suite I wasn’t thinking much about worse scenarios.Then I opened the door to the house with my key card and their laughter and easy banter from the direction of the dining area assaulted me. I became as stiff as a rock in the doorway, my whole body racked with fear and jealousy.It took a moment for me to wrestle myself away from those almost debilitating emotions. I rubbed my face with my hand and felt the tiredness from the almost sleepless night and the long day before that. I tried to school my face into obedience. In the few weeks we had been together, Fae had quickly become acclimated to my every mood and this was something I really didn’t want her to see. I trusted her. I kinda trusted Carl, too. It was my own insecurity—I didn’t even know I had this until right now—to their friendship that was gripping me at the moment.I wanted all her
FAE“I can’t believe the first time we’re back here again… it’ll be with him, of all people,” was what I whispered to Jigo as we got off the tarmac towards our waiting car. We flew via heli during the weekend as soon as he was free from work. The others had been here since Thursday with Carl. I wasn’t even still sure why I was here with him. It was Carl’s week with his other friends.I felt like I shouldn’t be here but Jigo insisted I came with him. I avoided the guys two days ago when they rushed to Jigo’s—our—pent suite when they found out what happened at the club and that Carl was there and the wife wasn’t going to be around. I slipped out before they could arrive because I didn’t want my presence and questions about me and Jigo to overshadow whatever male support the others were ready to shower Carl. At that point, on a group call, they already found out Carl and Sarah were separating three days since arriving from their honeymoon. They were probably going to talk about details a
JIGO“Do you ever wish for a honeymoon, baby?” I asked.Fae moved slightly from her lazy recline against me. We both faced the windows in the bedroom as we idled on the bed, spooning, after that first hot and fast fuck. I still couldn’t remove the smile on my lips. I had been a little rough, but I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t control my response to my wife’s arousing groans and her body’s response to me.“Isn’t it like we’ve been on a honeymoon since that night you took my virginity from me? It felt like we’ve been at it like rabbits, honestly. We've been making love all day, sometimes twice, since you started sleeping in my bed.”I pulled her closer to me as we snickered. Then she turned her body towards me and her lips clamped to mine, her arms wounding their way around my neck, and there came back my boner.“Hmm… when are the guys expecting you?” she asked in a sultry voice as her body rubbed against mine.But I wasn’t ready to get that easily distracted. “Baby… the honeymoon.
SARAHThe phone was ringing but I couldn’t be bothered to answer. It was only when I heard the banging on the door that I realized who had been calling. Tom was the only person who knew I was back in the condo unit where I lived before, and that I had left Carl’s house three days ago. There was no one to call to help me move. I had no one. I even refused Carl’s offer to help by making his driver go with me. Not only did it feel like an insult, I also didn’t want him to know where I would go while I thought of what next to do. Up to the last minute, I had hoped he would change his mind. That the three days we spent together would make him reconsider what I could do for him as his wife, not just in the bedroom but as a partner. I could learn. I got this far because I worked and studied hard. I could go anywhere.But the third day, I woke up to find him dressed and ready to leave, taking my copy of the keys to the house, handing an ATM where I could take my initial expenses as I settl
JIGOFae looked like she was about to bolt, but she stayed put. I had to look at her first before I opened the doors. I saw her square her jaw before she nodded. I reached for the brass door handles to the knobs and turned them.Music blasted us from the inside. And… well, giggling bunnies greeted us in the foyer in blood-red lipstick shades and sexy bunny suits.“Hi!” Joana. “Come in!”“Hello, gorgeous couple!” That’s Pam.“Welcome to the House of Love where your wet dreams await to be realized!” And that’s Kacey, delivering an obviously scripted spiel that sounded painful to the ears. Another giggling fit followed as Fae recovered from her nervousness quickly to tease her friends about their outfits. They were all flushed as they cackled there like witches.Before I knew it, we were ushered in. Fae stared slack-jawed in the hall when we got there. I shook my head but I couldn’t control the grin that split my face.The idiots designed the hall like a Las Vegas strip club. But it wasn
JIGOThe wedding day was fast approaching and the grandmothers were in full-blown acting mode about panicking when I knew all along they were pinnacles of ice hearts inside those wrinkly, talc-perfumed bodies. Of course, it was to make sure everyone around them panicked the way they did. That’s how I knew this wedding would be perfect.Fae humored them, too, but her eyes had become honed. After being exposed to administering a transition house of about thirty homeless or orphaned female teenagers by now (after a month-and-a-half after Vivian walked in to the first dormitory building) and in active negotiation of buying a second building, she could see how organized the lolas (grandmothers) were and that everything was running smoothly and on schedule.A public wedding was pretty much a moot point, really, as anyone who would care to notice would know in multiplying sources that I had been married to my wife for months now. In fact, a month
FAEBefore she walked through the entrance to the lobby of the dormitory, I knew who she was. No, Carl hadn’t let me see a picture. It’s just that her face might be different, but the way she stood, the hunch of her shoulders before she remembered keeping them squared, the tilt of her head, the way her hair fell on her shoulders. She kept her long hair. Her elbows had a shape that wasn’t the same as the others, tilting a little bit in the corners. Her butt and waist were also shaped like Sarah’s butt and waist. She’d lived with me for two years. In all that time, I learned to love her like a sister. If she removed her shoes, I could tell if the toes were hers or not. But I saw enough to know that this five-foot-six-inched woman who walked through the door holding a cane and who walked with a slight limp was Sarah.Now Vivian Arnaiz. Carl told us her new name.Her eyes roamed the lobby before they landed on mine. Then she
FAE “You’ve gone very quiet,” he said after a moment, his tone asking me something else—did he get me upset? Was I angry at him? “Have I gone too far?” This time, his voice sounded more than worried. He sounded scared.I raised my eyes to him again. “I want to know why.”“Why I want something like that? I have been trying to understand myself since I started feeling it. It was different when we were young… in college… dreaming about having you even if I had to share you with him. I thought that was how it was going to be if I had a chance for your attention. That if Carl didn’t really care about you, I could try and woo you and have you even if I knew you wanted him. I could live with that.”“Wha-aa-t?!” I was so surprised by this confession that I raised myself from the bed and sat there and stared down at his guilty face. I couldn’t believe what I just heard.He nodded. “I had wanted you so much I could stand just being the second choice.”“Oh baby, baby—are you crazy?! You ca
FAEHe pulled me to him and there was one of those mind-numbing kisses again. I was quivering after he’d released my lips. He moved with me near the window ledge, and it had just enough edge for me to be able to lean on to as he placed me where he wanted me. With his eyes on mine, he lowered himself on his knees between my open thighs and slowly slid the hem of my dress upward my thighs until my apex was exposed, still covered in sexily cut cotton panties, but with a spot already dewy with my arousal.I had to look just casually sitting there from whoever could see outside while my husband slid that cloth to the side so he could tongue my quivering pussy. And if I wasn’t of stronger stuff, I would have melted right there on the ledge to the floor. But the game was up, and my back was erect and my head was tilted to the side a little, as if I was conversing with someone, while my thighs twitched at every damn flick and slide of that wonderful, flexible tongue. I couldn’t help my moan w
SARAHI could hear his voice. For days now, I have been able to hear him talking to me. I couldn’t open my eyes. They had something covering them. I couldn’t speak but for a few moans. I thought I lost some of my teeth when Vega beat me up. My face didn’t feel like my face. I tried to raise my hand to touch it, but it was on a cast… I wasn’t sure but they told me later. There was a kind nurse who told me what she thought I should know about my injuries. She called Carl my husband. She told me he stayed by my bedside at all hours and when he would leave, it was only for a very short time. She told me I was lucky to have a husband like him. She didn’t know the full story and that we were getting our marriage annulled, but what the hell. It hurt too much to try to speak. It hurt worse to think. A good thing I was always asleep. It weakened me so much to plan. Sometimes I would also hear Fae’s voice. She told me she was staying in the same private hospital and that she had her leg inju
SARAH The door opened with a crash and the next thing I knew, someone had hauled me off the day bed with a hand clutching my throat.“Akh!” I tried to pry the hand off, but he wouldn’t let me. It was Vega. I could smell him before I could see his face. And his hand on my throat wasn’t anything new.Except this time, I thought he would actually kill me. His face was blotched with red patches of rage.“What did you do? What did you do, you bitch!”Thankfully, he threw me on the bed after that because I could breathe. I wasn’t dead yet. He’d found out. But I knew he would. I was ready.“What do you mean?” I turned to him with tears in my eyes. Having your throat on a vise grip could do that. “I didn’t do anything!”“You were with that husband of yours! He’s been coming to our sauna and you’ve been entertaining him and fucking him without telling me!” He was fuming with anger, his voice like a thunderclap inside the room.“Carl?” I scoffed. “I have been playing with him… been playi
FAEThey’re trying to break the windows. I could see Klyd starting to move where he fell unconscious after our vehicle was upturned from the crash. It was his body that protected me but his head hit something and he lost consciousness after that. Ben was still crouch over me, as bloody as he was, trying to protect me. His phone was still on and I knew Jigo was still on the line, listening as I was hoping others moved on his end quickly to help us get out of here alive—or me from getting kidnapped.I heard Ben say the men outside were after me. They were going to take me. I could see Mang Chito’s head as he swung from the seatbelt that still strapped him to the chair. I thought he was dead. His neck… I closed my eyes tightly and clenched my jaws to fight off vomiting. I must think. I must calm down and think. I couldn’t die here or have the other two men die because of me. I couldn’t even get past thinking what would happen if those men outside were able to kidnap me. I would rather di
FAEWe’ve fucked twice and he’s insatiable. We hadn’t even left the office and noone had disturbed us since we came here. I was too happy to worry about the embarrassment I would feel once we went outside, and I could see the faces of the guys and the employees here. I got my husband back. And it wasn’t just our honest fuck life, but his worries and fears.In the last hour, he told me everything he was holding back about the problem with the clubs. He also confessed the plans he and his lawyers plus the investigators came up with to eliminate the problem once and for all in the coming months—by setting up a trap for this druglord, dismantling his organization, and either putting him in jail or eliminating him forever in a legitimate operation.I listened and did not feel any judgment at all about everything he’d confessed. Years of listening, deliberate or not, in the background as her father conferred and negotiated for his clients and listening to what wasn’t being said by discussing