The corps that Melinda was calling on the phone never answered. She dialled the number for a second time, almost a minute interval. It was at that moment that I began getting suspicious of her. Was she really calling the cops on me or was this one of her expensive jokes? I couldn't figure out actually, what he was up to. I just remained in silence and watched as the phone kept ringing."Oh, shit! What happened to the corps today? Their line is not going through, I will have to call them again to come and pick up!" She was not laughing, all the smiles on her face had disappeared.I became worried at that moment because, obviously, this is not my friend. The Melinda I knew will never do such but, why is she behaving this way? Again, all these questions were not easy to answer. But then, she dialled the number for the third time. I could not take it anymore, I stood to my feet and began talking to her. "You are not calling the cops on me, are you?" "Of course, I'm calling the cops to co
I knew that there was something wrong because Melinda wouldn't have changed the happy expression on her face to a saddened one. There was absolute silence between us for a few seconds. I wondered what she was going to say next about Johnny, I hope it's not what I'm thinking.At last, he broke the silence between us by speaking up. "Johnny has been acting weird ever since he returned home yesterday. I tried to source a piece of information from him concerning his surly mood but, he wouldn't speak out. You know, Becky, I felt bad about that. I can tell you that it has been a long since I saw him in such a state of mind."I listened carefully to all she was telling me. There was no distraction whatsoever, I. Everything I got at that moment was on her as was speaking. Nevertheless, after her brief pause, I asked her a question. "Did you try to talk to him or just kept staring without taking any action?" "Yes, I tried Becky!" Said Melinda as she gets to her feet and walked across the liv
Late in the afternoon, I walked to the grocery where I hoped to buy some food items which I will be needing to make a nice meal for Steph, the next day when she comes back.No doubt, I was very excited to have her after a long time, although we do speak on the phone often for me, that was not enough. Simeon, my ex-husband could have adopted Steph as his Steph daughter but he wouldn't do that. His answer when asked, always remains vague. He wouldn't go straight to the point. Sometimes he initiates a cover-up! The one he often gives as his defence was that, Steph was an adult and that it would not make sense anymore to have her in his home. He suggested that my daughter should stay with any of my siblings, close relatives or even her boyfriend!'How dare Simeon!' I would rebuke him back then but sadly, I had no authority to decide what happens in our home. He is the head of my household and his final decision is mine as well even though, it may not be in my interest. I was following Si
My name is Rebecca but most people especially, my friends and family members call me Becky for short. I'm a 36-year-old divorce, so sad! Of course, it will be interesting to remind you that I have been divorced three times. It's no joke that such happened to me. Who am I to question my fate? Well, I'm indeed quite happy because I never lacked financially. I have a business that is quite lucrative and has seen me through my difficult times, in terms of finance. That's just it! But, what about the other side of life? Life has been unfair to me, especially in my failed marriages. Thank God, I have a daughter, Stephanie. She is the only one that gives me hope whenever my heart becomes troubled. Oh, lest I forget, I also have a wonderful friend, Melinda, she was my childhood friend and we remained great friends even though we have hit Mid-thirties respectively. Although Melinda's husband was no more, I believe she was better than me. Unlike me, she was never divorced instead, it was the
I could not believe it, Johnny was now a bigger boy! His bears were decorated around his jaws, he has a lot of them! His muscles were big and stronger. He was not putting on any shirt, this allowed me to take a better picture of what he had become. Not only was his skin soft to be touched and attractive, but he also had some height as well. I swear, he was taller than me. His hair was long as well. I could tell from the expression on his face that he was not expecting to see me at that moment. I was the last thought on his mind as he shouted in surprise. "Aunt Becky! What in the hell! Is this you?" His very deep voice reminded me that he had long advanced from puberty to a real adult.He wasted no time throwing his arms around my waist in excitement. His head rested on my chest, gently touching the edge of my boobs. It was such an embrace! A-one of a kind! Our embrace lasted for a few seconds before, he lifted his head to face me. "Is this really you, Aunt Becky? Such a long time!" T
The Little hilarious moment made me lose interest in the picture on the wall which I was watching. My new attention was now focused on Johnny's bare chest and arms. They looked gorgeous. Although he had stopped staring at me, my eyes never stopped stealing looks from him. I did that in such a way that Melinda will never find out what was going on. However, despite my carefulness, Melinda nearly caught me after a long silence. Yes, that was because I was lost in my long stare at Johnny. She called my name immediately to draw back my attention."Come on darling, why are you thinking? Remember you are home now. Remember that you are no longer in Charlottesville instead, you are in Kingstown." As I watched, Melinda walked closer and held my left hand. Her voice changed. She was becoming emotional perhaps, she thought I was thinking about it again. It was a messy divorce I had and she thought, the pain has caught up with me again. While Melinda was speaking, Johnny quietly left the livin
I had a quick thought while accessing the situation. Could it be Melinda thought I was trying to seduce his son by cross-sitting? Not just that, my smooth thighs were exposed in a way that would make a man go crazy. Determine to know where Melinda was heading, I remained in my seductive sitting position, while maintaining a look look at my friend.She broke the silence at last by smiling briefly at me. "Okay, Becky never mind. You know, I was thinking maybe you will not feel comfortable if you sit that way," she pointed at me to demonstrate what she meant."No, that's cool. I think I'm comfortable this way," I told her while raising my head slightly. The whole time, Johnny ate in silence, I guess he might conclude that there was no need to interfere in what could be considered a feminine conversationOur faces over and over! Yes, that happened many times as we eat. The funny part of our encounters was that they always end with smiles on our faces. Sometimes, I would wink at him, ama
It was exactly noon the following day when I heard a knock at my door. I have been anticipating a knock at my door for a long time now. Who else do I have in mind if not my own Johnny? He was coming to fix my air-conditioner. It was the perfect opportunity I need to stare more at him lustfully. Sadly, there was little I could do other than that. I jumped out of the bed as soon as I heard a knock. My two-bedroom apartment has been without life for a long time now. Luckily, it going to host not only one individual but two, in a matter of minutes.I was almost at the door when a thought came to me all of sudden. The new thought entailed that I should take a second look at the rooms which I have carefully and neatly arranged. "Just a minute!" I told the visitor whom I was yet to know his identity. I don't wanna host my strange crush (if it was Johnny) in a shabbily furnished house. After some gazes at the rooms and the furniture, I was satisfied. Next, I proceeded to open the door. I was