Martha

Chapter 17 Sleep Over

Chapter 17
Sleep Over

"How dared you to say you were my... f-fiancé." Her tone, eyes and pointing fingers accused me.

I rolled my eyes. The situation grew funnier with every word she said. Of course I wasn't taking her seriously. She had a bump on her head. Right, I felt a bit sorry for her but the whole situation amused me. "I never knew that being engaged to me could be capital sin... no one has ever complained before, still I don't know why it stirred you up... Look, Martha, let's be logical... it was the only way I could take you to the ER and stay the night with you at the hospital. Or you preferred me taking the role of your husband instead?"

"Of course not, Mr. Grau! My husband you say? That's ridiculous!"

"Great! Now I'm Mr. Grau back again. Ha! Women are so ungrateful!"

"Do you think you are funny? Well let me tell you something: you are not!"

"You know Martha... you should be thankful. I took you to the hospital and spent the night there, taking care of you, and you only point fingers to me like if I was some sort of perverted opportunist."

While my attempts to made the lady reasoning seemed to fail, finally we made it to Martha's home. As soon as I parked the jeep, a little exasperated, Martha opened the door. However, instead of getting out, she held her forehead and leaned her back against the seat. Knowing it was the best thing to do and before she fell off the car, I closed back the door and slowly moved the jeep forwards, right in front of my house.

"Wait Martha. Please, don't move. I'll open the door for you." She just nodded, eyes shut. I hurried out the car and opened the door for her. As I helped Martha out, our bodies positioned right in front of the other. We were face to face again, our noses a few inches apart when Martha opened her eyes and looked at me. "You have to stop being so rude to me Martha..." I gave her a crooked smile and then I told her, "Let's take you inside. It's getting dark and cold outside."

As we step on my porch, she hesitated, after realizing where she was. "I think this is not my house, Antonio."

"Great to be Antonio again... Martha, let's be reasonable, I cannot leave you alone in your house. You are still weak, and must rest... So, no more is needed to say. You are going to stay the night in my humble place." I smiled to her and she shrugged, perhaps convinced, or maybe too tired to argue.

Already inside, Martha was taking a shower, while I made the bed up. I placed new bedspread and clean sheets and blankets. I lit some candles up to freshen up the air when Martha stepped into my door. She cleared up her throat and I jerked up. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped to see her standing by the door wearing only one of my t-shirts.

Scanning the woman from head to toes, focusing in certain parts of her body, the parts of her body impregnated still moistened skin. I soon realized there was a woman, a gorgeous one indeed, standing in the most innocent still provocative pose inside my single-male-sanctuary wearing just a thin-comfty t-shirt. Thin enough to see that the still wet hair loose on one of her shoulders made that shirt see-through over her left breast.

Oh God and I was going to have a attack. My hands sweated cold and shaky. Inside my chest, the thumping of my heart fast paced arrhythmically. If this woman only knew what she provoked in me... of course she knew! She was a witch! The meanest of them all and had been spelled, dumbfounded by her unnatural charms... Gosh and I only wanted to rip that shirt off hers and taker her to bed!

I clenched my fists and gave a few steps back trying to control myself.

"What are you doing, Antonio?" Martha interrupted my lusty-inner thoughts.

"I... I was making your bed. You will stay here and I will sleep in the next room. You are going to be more comfortable in this bed than in the twin size bed in the guest room."

"You don't need to do that..." Martha sauntered her way forwards. "Look, Antonio, I want to apologize for what Ive done. I was childish and imprudent. You only wanted to help me and I feel grateful for that... You're right in everything you said and I only wanted to say thank you." She placed her hands on my chest.

I didn't know where to place mine though and I had to do something or I was lost. "Are you hungry? I am hungry! I will cook something for us." I literally hauled Martha to the kitchen. No way I was staying a minute longer in my bedroom, alone, together with that woman... Or else...

A more friendly Martha sat on a stool by the kitchen island observing me cook. While I chopped some onion and garlic and boiled pasta, we chatted and giggled, laughed and giggled again, like teenagers.

"Mmmm...That smells so good! Really, I'd never imagine you could cook. I can't wait to see how it tastes."

I'm sure you'll love it. It's one of my favorite dishes, fettuccini pasta with shrimps in butter and garlic and fresh cilantro sauce... im afraid there's not wine for you milady. You need to take your medicines." I made my way around the island to sit next to hers.

After having dinner, Martha helped me with the dishes while talking some more. She asked me about my family, my home-island and academic preparation while she cleverly skipped all personal questions addressed to hers

Sitting on the couch, and as requested by my guest, we watched old movies. Martha cuddled on my side until she fell asleep in my arms. Perfectly understanding it was the analgesic effects, I shook all romantic ideas off my head. Over than that, it seemed cute to me, as I softened by having her close to my chest. Her body felt warm on my skin and her sweet smell was impregnated on me. I could watch her sleeping all night like that. Martha looked like an angel to me, still every moment spent with her, she became more human, and that's the part I liked the most.

Carefully I carried the lady in arms to my bedroom. With gentleness, I placed her on my bed trying not to wake her up. When I was about to leave the room, Martha held my hand and told me in a soft voice, "Please, don't leave. I want you to stay with me Antonio."

***Oooooh! They will sleep together!!! Are you liking this story so far? What do you think will happen tonight between Martha and Antonio.