Suddenly, someone rang the doorbell, interrupting what they were doing. The woman was startled, so she separated from him, seeming embarrassed."D@mn!" she muttered in frustration.The woman got up to answer the door. It was the roomboy from earlier, holding a gift box."Ma'am, this was left earlier," he said, handing her the gift."Thank you," Ericka smiled. She approached him, took the gift, and closed the door, locking it."Stop bothering me, remove the lock behind me, there are so many buttons!" she irritatedly responded."Are you going to undress me?""Monte, if I really get annoyed with you...""You'll strip me?""I'll wrestle you!""Oh, that's the type," he teased, acting flamboyant."What's happening to you? We've known each other for a long time, I didn't expect you to be like this.""Like what?""That you're gay.""I'm gay, huh!"He pushed him into the bathroom and undressed him, tossing his clothes outside."Oh, get out!" he shouted."Who the heck could have sent this darn
She woke up late. Many missed calls. When she opened her messages, it was from her friends teasing her to get up because it's already late. They've been inviting her for breakfast three hours ago. It's already 10 AM. Ericka, still asleep and undressed, oblivious to the playful banter. Her mischievous side prevailed as she went under the blanket, nibbling on her chest while she slept. Despite not being overweight, her chest was notably full. That's how she was discovered when she woke up, peeking under the blanket."You're really mischievous!" She covered herself with the blanket, including him."I'm hungry, maybe there's some milk here," they both laughed."Let's go eat," Ericka invited."Are we going to feed each other?" he teased."I have no energy left, I'm so hungry, look at my stomach, it's almost flat.""Do you want me to make it round?""Oh Monte, you're starting again," she said, playfully squeezing his cheeks."Let's go... we can shower later. I'm hungry too," he helped her g
"Oh right, forgot to mention, Marie went home. She's excited to fix up her new place. It's near your address, Ericka," Bernard said."I really let her stay in my house because no one's living there now, it's a waste," Ericka explained."You're really kind," the man smiled."My WIFE is really kind," she emphasized, hugging Ericka."Yeah, no one's competing anyway," Bernard replied."Enough of that," Monica scolded, "you're like kids arguing over candy. Bernard, cousin, Marie is pretty, don't you think?""Oh, am I a cradle snatcher? She's too young for me," he replied before taking a spoonful of pasta."Is 23 too young?" Harry furrowed his brow."We have a ten-year gap. I might end up getting a caretaker. I want to be the one babying someone," he hugged himself."You just like being mischievous," she teased."That's one thing. That young girl has such a babyish body. Too skinny," Bernard shook his head."Bombard her so she'll gain weight," Monica teased.They all laughed at her joke. It
POV: ErickaShe was persuaded by her husband to go to the mall just across the hotel. Despite not having taken a shower, it didn't bother her because she had already bathed in the early morning.Monte took her to a boutique, but she had enough winter clothes, so she decided not to buy anything. While Monte was shopping, an unfamiliar number sent her a text."Congratulations Mrs. San Miguel. Can we talk? I saw you inside the mall."She wondered who it could be, asking herself silently."Please, I know you're reading this."She glanced around, finding no one suspicious. Then, her phone rang."Yes, who is this?""You know who I am. Please spare me a short time; we need to talk.""Where are you?""I'm in the restroom on the same floor as you.""I'll just inform Monte.""Don't tell him about me. I only want to talk to you, please.""Sure," she said, ending the call and approaching her husband. "I'll just go to the restroom."She was a bit surprised and thrilled as the man kissed her forehe
The man hurriedly fetched water, raised the hospital bed for her to sit up, and gave her a drink. The doctors arrived and examined her."She was just poisoned by smoke, and there were other chemicals she inhaled, including ammonia. But she's out of danger. Luckily, you acted quickly. If she stayed there for even an hour, she might not have survived. Take a rest, Mrs. San Miguel," the doctors and nurses excused themselves after checking her."How are you?" Bernard asked."I'm okay now," she replied.The two men were left agape, looking at her."If it's not her, then who?" Monte asked."Khaye," she replied."What? Khaye? Are you sure?" Bernard questioned. "Maybe you just saw things wrong. They look alike; you might have mistaken her. Not Almira?""No," she shook her head. "I talked to Khaye.""How did it happen?" Monte asked.She narrated the details from the beginning to the end—how they met, how she was deceived, and how Khaye threw away her cellphone. The two men listened attentively
Point of View (POV): MonteOne month swiftly passed. There's still no news about the case they filed against Khaye Dominguez, the person who kidnapped and almost killed his wife. Ericka has also become elusive to him. It seems she's afraid to be close to his skin. Yet, she remains attentive. Every day, his things are prepared. She straightens his necktie, stealing a kiss while he sleeps. He convinces himself that she must be traumatized by what Khaye did.This morning, he no longer wakes up to his wife by his side. It's Saturday again. Like before, she rises early. She assists in the kitchen, preparing most of their meals at home.His clothes and towel are ready for his shower. The bathroom is spotless. This is another thing he appreciates about Ericka, cleanliness at home.It's only five in the morning. After his shower, he folded the dirty clothes and placed them in the basket. Ericka likes to organize the laundry to make it easier for Leona to choose what to wash.He made the bed,
He kissed her again. She kissed him back. He only makes love to her twice, when they were newly married. He is very excited about it. He pulled her to leaned against the wall. They don't part their lips, he opens the button of her dress. He turned the door lock. The room was sound proof because it's a meeting area. He removed the woman's clothes completely. He pulled up his t-shirt. Before their lips touched again. She hugged him neck. He moved his lips to the girl's neck. He massaged her breast.. Massage with gentle pressure.He pushed her back to the table. He removed the hook of the woman's bra. The wife's shorts were unzipped. It fell to the floor. He turned his wife to him and laid the half body on the table. He showered her with kisses until his lips landed on her chest. He alternately searched her nipples for milk that seemed ready to fill him. When he is on the other breast, he massages her other breast. Its murmur was like music to his ears.He took off her underwear. His w
Ericka winced as her body ached, feeling as if it had been thrown around multiple times. Beside her, she saw her husband undressed, recalling the events with a sense of dread. The thought of enduring such intimate encounters daily seemed unbearable; she feared she might lose herself before reaching forty.She gathered her scattered clothes, checked the time – it was already eleven. Luckily, she could just reheat the pasta she cooked earlier in the morning. Struggling to dress herself with discomfort, she noticed a tear in her panties but decided to wear them anyway, moving forward despite the physical and emotional strain.She woke up Monte."Hey, wake up. It's already noon," she shook his shoulder."Hhhmmmm," he opened his eyes, "good morning, my dear," he rolled over and touched her chest."Stop it," she pushed his hand away, "it's eleven; I still need to cook."He quickly sat up, hurrying to get dressed, "I'm sorry, my dear, I must have fallen asleep."She just smiled at him, stood