As usual, we lean in to kiss goodbye to each other as Jerol leaves for the office. It's our routine, just like we do every time we are retiring to bed. Actually, kissing has become a fundamental facet of all the times we are together, and making love has been our daily dose. We can't live without it. We are at the cliff of it. I even feel like pushing him to this bed right now for the second time this morning for a quickie before he leaves.My goodness! These yearnings are hiking way too high. I can't curb the urge nor mask it, and neither can he. For the last couple of days, we have lived like a real couple - free with others like we are bound by true love and not just a contract. Actually, it is the first time I am remembering that damn shit of paper after so long. He forbade me to talk about it, and I obeyed, like his sweet obedient wife.For these few days, I feel like I really just had a life. I feel like I really lived. All the pleasure we have had together has filled up my arc
"There is no harm in trying, ma'am. I am not saying that you are, but just so to be sure."Can someone please give me a very reasonable reason why I shouldn't fire this nosy bitch! Men, how annoying can people be, really? First, she made me muffle my lungs out with that ridiculous hoax she pulled back there. Freaking, right? After chasing her away to go get me a glass of water to ease my restlessness, she came back with this shitty thing she calls a pregnancy kit or whatever, insisting that I should test for pregnancy.I mean, who is she to insist on that? Who made her my doctor? Does she know the intensity of what she is insinuating? No, of course not, because she won't be here insensitively ranting, so forget that for now, but how can I be pregnant? For God's sake, what sort of a joke is that? I admit that we haven't used protection all those times we have had sex with Jerol but, he has a problem, right? Good grief! I am thankful that he is not even here to listen to this stupid jo
Coming out of the shower, I stroll to bed, tucking myself under the covers without minding what Jerol is doing in the closet.Nothing has ever been so vexatious in my life before like this. I haven't sampled any drop of harmony during the day and there is absolutely no sign of it up until now. Not even in the near future.How can this be?Of all the people he had to beat his siring problem with, it had to be me? Ooh, hell! God, you really screwed me up real bad this time! I have mulled over options throughout the day, fathoming of his reaction the moment this news tickles the walls of his ears. Would he be elated? Would he be blown? Most likely, yes, because he has been longing for a child - an heir for his empire. He had almost lost hope in holding a baby in his arms so of course, the miracle of the fact that he will be a father will blow his mind off the cliff! He will be over the moon. I can visualize the glow on his face and in his bottomless eyes when he learns of this.But it's
As usual, as nature has it, and as it has also been inscribed in the archaic books of history, time flies like wind when you are having the hang of life. Time is always against us during happy times.It's on a breezy twilight of Thursday, and I am on the balcony, savoring the raw aura and watching as darkness dominate the light. It's surging in with a screaming lull that tickles with dread, reminding me that the party is set for tomorrow night.Tomorrow! It's not so much about the party that baffles me! No. The day itself is the dilemma. Tomorrow marks the exact last, or is it our presumed, last day of the five months of the contract. The period is over. We are supposed to part ways tomorrow. Tomorrow?!Can you believe it?Because I can't!No matter how I try to come to terms,I just can't bring myself to embrace the facts,That this actually is the end for us.How can I?It was just yesterday we got bound and now today we are breaking the bond? The bond that has turned to be so swe
"But of course! How can I forget how ridiculous I looked that day? Gosh!" I respond to Jerol's teases as we sip on our juices."You looked cute. I still remember how you looked with that chicken in your mouth unable to do a thing about it." He says again.He is bent on making a good mockery of me tonight. I am not whining though. How can I when I want him to continue talking so that I can relish being in his lap for some more time? I wish this could go on until tomorrow. And another thing, it really thrills me to see him this happy. It brings me so much joy to speak with him like this."Yeah? I really looked cute, huh? Gosh! I looked like a balloon ready to burst." I respond, punching him slightly in the chest as he cracks his ribs.Today the heavenly bodies can attest to the glee we are sharing, and we deserve it. We both do. I pray that this lasts forever. As soon as now, I can picture my happy life with him and our kids. That will be such a joy and fulfilment."I found it cute, som
It's that spectacular day that the world is about to learn about the sweetest unprecedented love that ever subsisted. A love that crossed all boundaries and endured everything to flourish. The world will definitely tremble with this news, and I, I am blown, and I can't wait for that moment when the news will touch the ears of the earth. I can't wait for the tremor as the world shakes in awe.I'm thrilled as it clocks 5 P. M.After giving myself a once-over look in the mirror as I idolize myself, I can't help but chuckle to myself. It is not about the glamour of this dress that gives me a different kinda look, but how naturally beautiful I feel right now both inside and outside. I never bothered caring about how I looked in anybody's eyes, but today, today I feel just the way I wanted to feel - beautiful, for my Jerol. I want to accentuate him, my Knight, in most of the senses even if not all. I wanted to look spectacular for the man who means the world to me.Catching a glimpse of his
The sun is smooching the sky, saying goodbye to the day and ushering in the night. The first part of this party has been so good so far. Everyone is having fun and enjoying a kick out of the party to the fullest.I have mingled a lot with some of Jerol's distinguished guests, and his parents too. Everyone was nice, except for that gross woman he has for a mother. She didn't seem to be so delighted, but today though, she didn't seem to be so annoyingly antagonistic as before. I could not wrap my finger well around her mood swings during the few minutes we were together. I would also love to steal a glance at her from afar, but this place is flooded with people. It's hard to spot someone except my husband who accidentally happens to be everywhere my eyes land. How did Jerol even organize all this in just a day?Looking at my prince charming as he mingles with his people, I must say that I am seeing the most glossiest face on earth in him. I love the way he seems free and happy. That smi
"Are these two troubling you, love?" Jerol speaks emerging from behind me.He plants a kiss on my neck that arouses all the butterflies in my belly, causing jolts down my spine, and turning me into a shy sweet sixteen. Why wouldn't I feel shy? His parents are right in front of us for God's sake, and he had to do that? "Just tell me if they are troubling you, baby." He speaks again, turning me around to face him. A nice gesture so that I can hide my tomato-like face."What gives you the inkling that we are bothering our daughter, son?" Mrs McCall asks, earning a raised eyebrow from Jerol as he rubs my shoulders."You really are asking me that Mom? Really? You want an answer?" Jerol speaks."Come on son! Do you think so ill of me?" She pleads, and now I had to push my way to Jerol's side."No, mom. Not ill. I know that you do all that you do with good intents. But you know, Mom, there are better ways of tackling some issues." Jerol says, calmly."I know, son. I came to my senses and I