Our Son: A Love So Deep.

Our Son (Part 18)

🖤 18

***Nompumelelo***

If nervous was a person it would be me right now. I don’t know what to say to him but what I know is that I am falling in love with him and its scary.

“What.” I ask nervously and he just looks at me his eyes fill with lust.

“Please allow me to love you.” He says as he leans over and kisses me.

The kiss is slow and passionate. He slowly and gently sucking my lips. Our tongues are doing most of the work and I’m loving it. 

Our breathing has changed and I feel his erection again in my abdomen making me wet and I want him here and now. He picks me up and puts me on the kitchen counter and stands between my legs. I pull out from the kiss because of his ringing phone that is just ruining our moment.

“Your phone” I say out of breath.

“Ignore it…just kiss me please.” He practically begs me. His phone is still ringing.

“You going to miss your flight and please answer your phone” He places his forehead against mine and exhales.

“I won’t miss my flight…what are you doing to me kodwa.” He whispered.

“I maybe falling in love with you.” I confess. He looks at me and smiles.

“But I’m scared you are going to break me Mmelokuhle.” I looked straight in his eyes.

“I know it’s too soon to feel like this but I couldn’t stop my heart from falling for you…please don’t break me.” 

“I won’t disappoint you I promise” He says and kisses me before checking on his phone.

I breath out. Lord what is happening to me why am I falling for him so soon. I think about him all the time. I want to feel his skin on mine and I'm getting addicted to him.

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***Vusimuzi***

I’m tired of always coming second best. It’s time I did something about it for all my kids. After that session I had with Mbali I drove straight home. I find my wife cooking and my kids playing in the living room.

I don’t love her but I tolerate her because of my children. When I started sleeping with her… she was dating my brother but she got pregnant with my child and that broke my little brother.

I greet my kids first and go straight to her.

“Buhle when will dinner be ready.”

“I just started now…so give me an hour it will be ready.” I nod and go upstairs to take a shower.

“Vusimuzi why are smelling like a woman… are you cheating on me again.” She asks me and closes the door behind her.

“Nobuhle please not now.”

“Vusi I told you should you repeat that bullshit again  I’m leaving and I’m taking my kids along with me" She threatens me.

“Nobuhle ngithi Hhai manje.” I say annoyed.

She clicks her tongue and walks out. I get in the shower. Once I’m done I get dressed in a vest and shorts and go downstairs.

“I hope dinner is now ready ngoba ngilambile.” My house is damn quiet.

“Nobuhle…Sakhile!” I call out for them.

I run upstairs to my son’s room and all his clothes is gone. I go to the nursery and my daughter’s things is also gone. That bitch took my kids. I dial her number and she doesn’t answer so I leave her a voicemail.