Christos.A momentary silence and then a rough cough.“Did you give me some medication aside from the hot soup?” She finally asked with coffee eyes that could not hide their weariness and I chuckled.“No, Becca, the medication was the soup. It is something we usually take in my family for fever relief and I added a little bit to your soup to help you get better sooner.” I offered an explanation.“But how? When you came here you didn't even know I was sick.” She cried softly and I was pleasantly surprised.It is good to know even in sickness, this woman’s brain is working properly and alertly. Shows she is a true survivor.“You are right, I did not know and I was not prepared for that, but after seeing your state of health, I immediately called one of my men to bring it for me. Which if you ask your housekeeper, she would confirm to you, Madam Thomas.” I chided softly, unwilling to admit that a part of me is seriously hurt that she seemed not to trust me, even now.“Oh—I see. I did not
Christos.“What is funny, Uncle Christos?” Erica asked with surprise and I could read the perplexity in their eyes. It was apparent the game was only known to their Mum and my humble self.“Nothing, sweetheart. I just found your Mum’s reaction to being sick hilarious. That’s all.” Knowing I had to say something, I offered that as an explanation.“She was a baby in the morning? Was that the joke?” Eric asked slowly, as if he’s used to their Mum acting younger than her age.About to shake my head with a random excuse, a memory came to my head and I realised he was much closer to the truth than he thought.Remembering how their Mum begged about staying at home and doing all we said, I could not keep a soft gentle smile from coming to my eyes.“How did you know? I tell you, dear, she was exactly as you described.” I said with a tiny flick of my hand to prove my point and the kids giggled.“Talking of being sick, how come you did not go to the hospital, Mum? I thought you always said hospi
Becca.As I stood frozen by the door, listening to those sounds, I felt not just my face but the whole of my body turning red and I was not so sure if what I was feeling was anger or waves of embarrassment.Really! I never believed a day would come that my own children would conspire with strangers against me.Well, maybe in this case, the word stranger is not applicable but the fact still remains that this person is someone they just met not so long ago, yet looking at them now, with their heads almost together as they laughed boisterously at my expense, one would think they are the family and I am the stranger amidst them.And the fact that I could see the undeniable similarities between them even in this pathetic situation is not helping matters. Turning briefly to the side so I can hide my expression from them, I took a deep breath before turning slightly to peek at them again from my left eyes.‘Holy cow, how did we get here?’ I thought with a weird feeling in my tummy, as I fin
Becca. Aside from being sick, there had been this unfiltered frustration somewhere in my heart and it was not until this moment I realised what it was. Desire! Sexual desire; plain and simple. “Yes, my sweet Becca?” The man called softly in answer to my low moans. “I am hot, Christos.” I admitted with a loud moan and he swallowed the sound with his mouth fully covering mine. “The only reason I am not moving you away from this door and throwing you on that bed is because of consideration for your kids and health, Becca.” He muttered a little bit harshly while grinding his loins against my thighs, so I can feel the full effect of his desire. “I want you, Christos.” I admitted willingly and he groaned aloud. “Don’t do this to me, to us, Becca. This is the worst time to go all fire hot on me. Not when your kids might walk in at any time.” He reminded me softly with his forehead on mine. Finding myself to be unbothered for the first time where my kids were concerned, I pushed his m
Becca.The next day, I felt a presence in the room and I opened an eye to peer around.Seeing the tall silent figure watching me softly from the other side brought me fully awake. And not surprising, I could feel the usual excitement and energy swirling around the room.“Hello Becca! Feeling much better now?” He asked smoothly before moving closer to peer down at me on the bed.“Yes, I feel much better. Thank you for your medication.” I murmured softly, unwilling or should I say tired from fighting this man always.Not that it seemed to be working. As a matter of fact he seemed to be more determined every time I tried to put a barrier between us by being antagonistic.“Hmm. So sweet!” He murmured.“What is so sweet?” I asked with confusion.“You! Where is my fighting witch? What did you do to her?” He questioned with a pointedly raised eyebrow and I felt like slugging him.About to send him off with one cutting word, I saw the expectation in his eyes, as if he knew what I was thinking
Becca.He gave a sigh i didn't understand, until he spoke.“There’s nothing to be ashamed of, Becca. Not where your sexuality is concerned at least. It is what makes you a full healthy woman.” It was obvious he noticed the look and he interpreted them correctly.“Considering I never knew I had any sexuality to speak of in the first place, it was a little bit strange experiencing all these.” I opened up slightly but from the perplexed look he gave me, it was plain he did not understand.And how could he? After all, to him, I am a full grown woman with two adorable kids. How’s he supposed to know their conception came through rape and that I did not even have the memory of the actual incident or the man who raped me?It is sad really and I am sure it’s one story I did not wish to share with anyone again. Not now at least.“You mean you have never enjoyed orgasm before?” He finally asked slowly and I knew he had put his own interpretation on my words.For a moment I thought of how he wou
Christos.After a moment’s silent, I bowed to curiosity. “How is it obvious?” I asked in tense tones. It’s not all the time that men can predict my expressions and emotions so I’m surprised that she can, effortlessly without trying.“Well, maybe obvious is not really the right word to use but knowing you slightly better now, I have come to realise you usually have those tiny lines between your brows when in deep thoughts. To most, it might not be apparent but I guess having to deal with two smart kids has honed my observation trait.” She expressed lightly with a shrug.“Hmm. You are a wonder, you know that?” I said in place of an answer and she gave me a knowing look.“Which doesn’t answer the question. What were you thinking of just now?” She asked again.“I am not sure you will be interested in knowing.” I forewarned her.“Really? Well, why not try me?” With a small smile playing on her lips, she adjusted her clothing on the pink sofa. I wish I could move closer and join her instead
Christos. Knowing how she would react if I cut off the kiss abruptly again, I kept giving her nose, lips and throat tiny kisses in an effort to delay the moment. Luckily, an idea popped into my head and I felt better. “So what do you say yineka mou, should we take this upstairs and finish what we started?” Knowing it was best to let her decide, I pushed the question to her. She stood frozen in my arms for a few seconds and I knew she wanted nothing more than to say yes to my proposal. But when she gave that loud sigh, I knew the answer before she say it out loud and I must admit a part of me was not disappointed. It was what I expected! “I really wish I can say yes and to hell with every other thing but my kids are important and I can’t allow them to walk in on their mother being banged and closeted in the room with a man that is not married to her. I will not be setting a good example, Christos.” From the way she rushed out those words, it was obvious she didn’t want to have to