When You're Bound To Love

Chapter 119

SPHO**

The rest of my day was annoyingly long and I was drained with all these flashbacks. I needed to go fetch the kids and that meant facing Lakhe again. I bucked up and got dressed. It was really hot on this particular day, just getting out of the shower I was already sweating. I wore a white short tight dress and black two strap heel. I brushed my hair back and took my phone heading to the car. Kompany drove me to Lakhe's house. The reason I didn't attend my meeting today was because it was postponed. Which I thanked God for because I need to rest again tonight I was back in strength training. I got out the car and knocked on the front door. The time was around 3 in the afternoon. I wonder if he fetched Chris from after care. He opened the door and stared at me. Me: "Hi." Lakhe: "Hey." Me: "Uhm, did you fetch Chris, or should I fetch him on my way home?" Lakhe: "You'll fetch him on your way home." I stepped him inside the house and he locked the door behind. What's happening? Me: "What's ...." he held my face and kissed me hard. It took all of me to stop that kiss. Me: "Lakhe." Lakhe: "I want you." he held me tight against his body. I was a little lost and fuzzy. Me: "No. You're not having me. I am not going to be your side chick." At this point I didn't know what I wanted to be but his cologne was wetting my panties. I needed an intervention really. Lakhe: "You will never be my side chick. You're my wife. I pulled the divorce." Me: "Why would you do that!!" Lakhe: "I don't want to be divorced from you." Me: "Lakhe." he kissed my lips again. Lakhe: "I fixed my ring." he picked me off the floor to the kitchen counter. My legs on either side of him. Lakhe: "Please let me in?" he kissed my thighs. Me: "We can't do this." I breathed, trying to close my legs. His lips pressed on my clitoris nibbling. I held his head letting him. He sucked through the fabric of my thong. My legs shaking at the sensation from his wet mouth and my wet hole. Oh this was not a good idea. He pulled me off the counter, holding me against the stove. His veiny arms hooked my legs and held them apart. I held his face kissing his lips. His dick struggling in past the thong until it slid in. He groaned out loud. My whole body came alight. I felt like I was under a spell in his hold. He drilled through me, rattling the entire counter. I moaned his name. Lakhe: "This is only yours. Always yours." I throbbed helplessly. Lakhe: "My wife.... I love you." I held him tight cumming so hard I caught a cramp. He pumped right through without stopping for a second. My nails dug in his skin feeling a second orgasm already. He paced a bit faster moaning in my neck. He was trembling ready to spill. I climbed so high I forgot to breath with my second climax. Me: "I love you too." I stilled. He dug deep and groaned. For a few seconds, we kept silent. This is bad. This shouldn't keep happening. He pulled out of me slowly, shaking. Lakhe: "I mean it. I love you." Me: "We can't do this-" Lakhe: "We can try. Shit. There's no rule book on how to go about this. No one is telling us anything. What's this initiation thi-" a loud knock interrupted him. Lakhe: "WHAT!!" the knock persisted. Me: "Okay. This girl of yours is actually beginning to piss me off." I pulled down my dress and walked to Lam's room. The baby was asleep as usual. Lam slept like nobody I knew. Last night was his first night he slept through. I took his journal and wrote it down. Onika stood by the door of the nursery. Onika: "Spho." Me: "I like Miss big wet titties better." Onika: "Look, I'm sorry if I offended you. I really didn't mean it. Its just..." she walked in. Me: "Take your shoes off please. Nobody is allowed in his room." Onika: "Oh. I'm sorry. Uhm, I just want to apologize to you. You're Lakhe's ex but still the mother of his children. I am not going to stand between that. The kids are welcome here anytime. My childhood insecurities can chill. Its just....I remember when my parents divorced and my dad got a new woman. He barely paid attention to me and she was cruel. I'd never let a child go through what I went through. Your children are safe here." Well now I feel guilty. Couldn't she have arrived 14 minutes ago? I can't undo what I just did. Me: "Thank you." she nodded and took her shoes. She must really love Lakhe to swallow her pride like that. I know for a fact, no ex of my man would be allowed in my house. Now I felt really horrible. Lakhe is only going to want to keep sleeping with me because I'm around a lot. He was literally just being horny and I enabled him. Fuck. I had to limit my presence here. One thing I can't do is make another woman uncomfortable in her man's house. That is not me. I picked up Lam's packed bag and hung it on my shoulder then picked him up. He stirred in my arms still fast asleep. I walked out the nursery. Me: "I'll be on my way guys. Enjoy your night." Lakhe: "Before you leave..." Me: "No Lakhe. I'm leaving. We should be respectful of each other. Please speed Dumi along." Lakhe: "Not happening." he put his hands in his pockets, glaring at me. I can't talk to him like this, he's about to hurt her feelings and I can't allow that to happen in front of me. Me: "I'm leaving." Lakhe: "Spho, I am your husband. This is your house. Oni-" Me: "Masilakhe I am begging you. Please." Lakhe: "Are you going to bring him back later tonight?" his eyes dance a little. Me: "No I won't. You should write down a schedule for the visitation and email it to me. The boys only spend one night a week here. Every other visit is during the day. You'll send it when you're done." Lakhe: "What if I want all nights?" Me: "Goodbye." I walked out to the car. Kompany drove us to fetch Chris from day care and then home. He was unusually quiet today. Me: "Sweetie what's wrong?" Chris: "I got a letter." Me: "What's it say?" Chris: "I'm still learning how to read." Me: "Oh. I'll check it when I get home then. Why does it make you sad?" Chris: "Its not a good letter." Me: "Why do think that?" Chris: "Nobody ever gets a good letter from Teacher Suzie." Me: "Is that the new teacher working with Stacy?" Chris: "Apparently." Me: "You know the word apparently but you can't read." Chris: "I know. Its tragic." I giggled. When we reached my mom's house, we got inside and he gave me the letter, nobody else was home. Me: "Honey this is addressed to me." Chris: "I didn't notice mama." he went to the bedroom. I sat down with an awake Lam on my lap. Me: "Hey little pumpkin. How was your nap?" I kissed his face and opened the letter. 'Dear Mrs Sobekwa. This is a notice, to serve as a warning for the behavior of Christian Sobekwa. He has been warned several times about his misconduct and he fails to comply with rules despite the maximum 3 disciplinary actions I have granted him. This notice is the first of two, which will have him expelled should he receive a second. I hope I have been clear. He is instructed to issue a speech on Friday to apologize to the class, Stacy Smith and Alex Degenian for his behavior. I thank you. Kind Regards, Teacher Suzie.' Why the hell must Chris apologize to Alex who is not allowed on school grounds by law? I am not trying to be angry but this letter is testing. I got up to look for Chris. Me: "Sweetie." I peeped in his room. He looked up from the desk. Me: "What you doing?" Chris: "I'm making a sorry letter for Teacher Suzie, Stacy and Alex." Me: "You're not saying sorry to Alex. He's not allowed there in the first place." Chris: "I have to mama, I like my school." Me: "No you don't. You will apologize to Stacy and Teacher Suzie. Alex is not a member of staff or child minder. I will speak to the principal." Chris: "Please don't mama." Me: "Christian, I am not going to let you be bullied into a corner. You did wrong by disobeying orders and whatever you've done but that Alex needs to go." I walked to my room to change Lam's diaper.