My Bodyguard

14

"You're focused." Sugar said coming beside me and I nodded, glancing at her.

"It's my husband's birthday and I'm making him a cake!" I said showing the small grey cake with chocolate drips.

"That is cute! You guys are so cute." She gushed and I looked at her, thinking about it.

"What do you mean we're cute?"

"He always picks you up from work, he packs you lunch sometimes, he always stares at you with a tiny smile and you never let him go too. You always hold his hand or arm, staring at him with your smile." I stared at her, thinking these things make us look cute?

I'm cute with him and from the way she described- he does sound caring but he looks cute. He's more handsome.

"And what are you wearing tonight? Anything sexy for your man?" Sugar asked excitedly and I just put the cake in the chiller, looking at her weirdly.

"Why should I wear sexy?" She groaned, rolling her eyes and stared at me.

"You're so blur sometimes- it's your guys time! You should jump on his bones and have the best night together." She was excited, giving me a cheeky smile.

"Wouldn't he get hurt? How can I-

"Girl, have sex with you husband. I'm asking you to have sex with your husband." I blushed furiously, realising how personal and sensitive it is.

I came to know about this after accidentally finding Sugar having intercourse with Henry at the back of office.

And I googled it because I didn't understand. I have no education and my father didn't let me go to school.

I learned to read and write from the maids. They thought me.

I came to know that it's a common thing in between anyone that is in love. I read through an article, finding step by step that made me scared.

It seemed painful but looking at the symptoms, I did had it before. I always feel hot and wanting to bite him.

"No."

"No? Are you crazy?! That's his gift! Wear something sexy and let him pound in! Sex is fun!" I clasped her mouth shut, shaking my head furiously.

"You're shy- no way! You haven't done it yet?!" She asked in shock and I shook my head, feeling myself blushing up so hard.

"I never did." I mumbled and she frowned, giving me a hug.

"Okay babes, I'll teach you the basics."

I stared at the lingerie that I bought, making me think I'm crazy and it's suppose to be in between someone who is in love.

It's making love.

How am I supposed to do it with someone that doesn't love me?

I think I love him? It's a fluttering pleasant feeling that I never had and my heart just stops whenever I see him. He makes me smile, protects me, cares for me and taught me to handle myself in this world. I love him for everything.

I showered, wearing the lingerie and wore a dress over it.

I think I have put on weight or the dress is small. It was sticking to my body but comfy enough to walk around.