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
FAEI couldn’t move. I was trying to breathe. I didn’t even know I had smiled automatically because Lola Leah was smiling. And it was such a sweet smile and I was thinking I was such an evil person for not telling her myself that I had married her favorite grandson.“Baby, relax,” Jigo whispered. “It’s going to be okay.” His hand left mine so he could grip my shoulder and pull me closer to him almost protectively. And I almost winced. We didn’t need protection from her lola. Really.“Oh my kids!” Lola Leah moved to get up, and two of the boys were quickly there, helping her up while the other was pulling her chair out of her way. Her hands were outstretched as those restless feet maneuvered and were approaching us. The Hug. I almost stepped back. But Jigo steadied me. And then she was there, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of expensive talcum powder and I was kissing both her cheeks as she did mine and Jigo’s and we were both getting blessings as she placed her right hand
FAELola Leah had plans to grill us after dinner—I just know it. Jigo and me. The others would be sent to wherever they planned to go for the day. There was no discussion that an Engagement Party would be held as soon as possible for the closest friends of the family to keep up with appearances—a small price to pay for making a much-awaited event secret. That meant guests of about five hundred people. At least.I sighed. It’s started.But I could see how excited Lola Leah was to finally be able to do something she had been dreaming of doing for a very long time. Her eyes were twinkling, her lips couldn’t stop smiling, and her whole being was vibrating with bliss. We all could see this as we wrapped up lunch, the boys itching to go somewhere else. This only made me feel guiltier. We should have told her, included her from the beginning.She suddenly looked at me and I didn’t have time to hide the expression on my face. My eyes even felt a little wetter from unshed tears. Her frown was
CARLI didn’t want to leave her there. I could feel now the whiplash of our new situation. I wasn’t the primary person behind her anymore. She now had a husband. It didn’t even occur to her to fight that I stayed in the room; she just assumed I was teasing Lola Leah like the others. She didn’t need me anymore. She wasn’t thinking of me at all.And I didn’t think it would hurt like this. I was standing on the beach, an expanse of sand and sea in front of me. And noise. Boisterous noise. But my thoughts were left inside the hotel where my Fae was… the only girl I ever let close to me like blood. But it wasn’t enough. I didn’t know how to be a real brother. And I lost her.Guilt and shame slammed into me when I remembered how I had used her image to get off. How I was with my wife, yet my revulsion of her wasn’t enough for me to push her body away. Instead I used her to relieve myself of the traitorous sexual haze that had gripped me since watching the girl I had cared for as a sister fo
FAE“Jigo!”I turned to the voice. Actually, all of us did. We were still in the restaurant, going through the initial and most important detail of the incoming church wedding, trying to wriggle ourselves out of schedules (mostly of the two because I still was officially unemployed and though Lola Leah was long retired, her social calendar was so swamped she still used an assistant), when someone opened the closed double doors and made a noisy entrance.I recognized the voice. It was Gabrielle, one of the females who used to hang out with the guys in the campus. I didn’t know her anywhere but there and it had been a long time since I had seen her. There was little change to her physical looks, I observed as she walked in, her curvy hips swaying. Still tall, and willowy and pretty. She was a cheerleader, and she did ballet. And she was one of those who were nice to me.That was when I still liked Carl. I had always suspected Gabrielle secretly liked Jigo. I wondered if they had ever h
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