His Wife

Chapter 27

I had no idea what has gotten into Dan but I was cracking up as we were now sitting in the living room eating ice cream and the rest of the pudding that Mama had sent up with me.

"Enough," I said waving my hands for him to stop as I tried not to choke on ice cream, pudding, and laughter. "Please stop."

"But I haven't finished telling you what Mama did after she found out that we ate the pudding she baked for Christmas harvest," he said grinning at me.

"Am not sure mi can manage nuh more, honestly," I pleaded as I tried not to laugh as what he had shared earlier played over in my mind.

He smiles as he took my empty ice cream bowl and place it with his on the empty plate that had earlier held the pieces of pudding. When he nestled back in the sofa beside me he took my feet and place them across his lap. I look at him feeling a sense of tranquility and peace.

It all felt so right being with him like this. It was like a scene that was meant to become a routine between two persons destined to be together. I however try not to let the feeling take root inside and push away my wishful thinking. I best remain realistic where Dan and I were concern.

Nonetheless, it felt good the way he was gently massaging my feet causing little pinpricks of awareness to travel to various places of my body that would appreciate a touch or two or maybe more from his knowing hands.

So not to give into the feelings that were starting to course through me and sent my thoughts into one direction that was just as hot like a blazing inferno I let my mind find something else to focus on. I was about to ask him the question that was constantly surfacing in my mind when he stops massaging my feet and start to tickle the bottom of my feet instead.

"No," I warn and laugh as he persists ignoring my warning. "Ddaahhhaann, noooo!!"

I was trashing and laughing as I tried to pull my feet away but he was very much intent on tickling me senseless.

"Stooppp, please," I pleaded as I kick my feet.

He gave my foot another series of tickles causing me to  reach for a cushion and swung at him hitting him dead on the nose.

"Shit!," I heard him gasp as his hands flew to his nose. "Awww, damn!" he groans in discomfort.

"Dan?!," I cried in astonishment as I drop the cushion and move to where he sat with his head now bent and his hand covering the center of his face. "Dan?!"

"Awww," he moans again and I felt my body leaped with concern and fear that I might have hurt him.

"Baby? Please let mi see," I said reaching for his hands to pull them away. "Baby am so sorry I never me----"

I stood frozen as I watch him remove his hands and burst into laughter. He had played me and played me good. How silly of me to think that a cotton-covered sponge cushion could cause him such damage.

"Baby," he said looking up at my stupified expression, "You call me baby."

"Well the next thing yuh going to be called is dead," I warned lunging at him playfully but he just grabs me and pulls me flat against him.

He smiles up at me and said, "It's good to be with you like this."

"Good? Giving me a heart attack is good?" I snap trying to ignore the heat and hard contour of his body beneath mine.

"I am sorry I made you cry that night after we got back from our reception," he said, and as I look down at his face a mask of genuine regret I felt my heart burst with more love for him.

"Daniel I think the only thing you've done is make me an emotional mess," I told him and smile at the look that clouded his face.

I made myself more comfortable against him as I look down at him thinking it was time to clear up the misunderstandings between us and hoping I did not reveal too much of my feelings towards him in the process.

"It is like I have known you longer than just a few months. Here I am married to you and carrying your child and we're pretty much strangers," I said with a smile as I thought how fast our life was pushed into a drama-filled whirlwind.

"But we are exceptional lovers though," he said with a teasing laugh before he waited for me to continue.

"Yes I must admit we are," I agreed with a shy smile as my mind drifted to our lovemaking earlier when we arrive home after my appointment.

"Can we test out that theory with a bit of practical?" he asked running his hands down to my butt and squeezing it suggestively.

I ignore him with much effort and continue. I had already told him about my childhood and the death of my mother and siblings so I moved to explain that telling him about the tragedy had brought back a few memories that had caused me to get all emotional and that was the reason for him hearing me crying in the bathroom.

It felt right to tell him about It. I shared with him how sorry I was that they were not around to see that life has propelled me and Ian beyond the circumstances of our past and that my child would never get to know them.

He was silent for a while before he said. "I left that night thinking that now the charade was over you were sad and regretting the decision you've made. I came to find out if you were ok and when I heard you crying it broke me. I could not face you. I felt so disgusted in myself thinking how selfish I was to thrust you in a marriage for the sake of our baby not once thinking about you."

"Wow, you were feeling bad about being selfish and I was feeling guilty thinking I had you marrying me for the sake of our baby and disrupting your lifestyle," I related thinking how wrong we had both read the situation.

"Disrupting my lifestyle," he said "was the last thing you have done Les, all you've done is given me more purpose."

The way he spoke and his words made me blush as red as my dyed hair.

I toyed with the neck of his polo shirt before I trace the stitched logo on the upper right side. I took a deep breath then said in a rush.

"I felt bad when I thought that you were going to seen as giving mi bun or using mi if persons we know and who thought that this marriage was real was to see you with someone else". I pause for a bit as he looks up at me with a smile that causes me to blush some more.

I started so I might as well finish telling him all my feelings. "I felt so awful that people might call yuh a womanizer if anyone should happen to know that certain amenities are being sought outside of this marriage that only we know is just strictly a name only matrimony, and it only made things worse when I thought I made your affair with Estelle into a love triangle."

"Les seh what?"

I know he knew what I meant but was just a tyrant enough to drag me through the pit of discomfort. I remain silent and he laughs before saying seriously.

"Well, that's one worry we can push aside my dear wife. I like coming to you for all amenities."

I open my mouth to babble a response but he removes one hand from my butt and slips it behind my head to lower my lips close to his and whisper before he claims them.

"And I have been wanting those amenities from I picked you up earlier."

When our lips touch I want nothing more but to give it to him.

When his lips met mine that inferno decide to lodge itself in the triangle between my leg and made it a pool of throbbing liquid heat. I ground my lower body into his wanting very much to partake of those indulgences.

"Dan," I breathe as we pull away sometime later to catch our breath, "Make love to me."

I wanted his heart, body, and soul and I could not deny my need to be pleasured and made love to and with him. I needed him and his love like a junkie needed a fix.
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Now lookie lookie here now, are these two finally getting the hurdles down by clearing the air and laying their all out in the open?

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