“Hey, easy.” Mary naughtily said to the six feet tall guy who’s with her on her pad.
“I so want you now,” he whispered to her ears before devouring her dark red painted lips. His hands moved to every inch of her body. Exploring.
“You’re too fast,” she commented before lifting herself up and wrapping her thighs into his waist. Arms surrounding his neck, trying to get a hold of his lips.
“Told you, I need instant remedy,” he said in between his kisses as he continued his trek to her bedroom. He swung the door open and continued their business.
She pushed him back. Now, he’s lying on her bed.
“Hey,” he protested. He tried to get up but she maneuvered to crawl and sat on his stomach. More likely riding like a cowgirl.
“No fair!” He attempted to get even by forcing his way up and making her lie down on the opposite direction. But he failed. She pushed him harder and grabbed his balls.
“Woman, this you are overpowering! This is bullying for that matter!” he complained but the sexy smile has not been erased from his lips.
“So I’ll stop?” Mary asked in a very seductive manner. She winked at him as he continued to touch his balls over his pants, other hand busy getting rid of his belt and unbuttoning this jeans.
“I just find this… uh…” Her hands were now on his penis. He closed his eyes and felt all the surge of electricity flowing down his spine with what she did.
Then she stopped.
He opened his eyes, puzzled of her sudden sojourn.
“Mary?”
He saw her now sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Mary? Are you okay?”
She nodded.
“Shouldn’t we continue?”
She shook her head.
“Hey.” She felt him moving towards her. His heat penetrates unto her skin the moment he hugged and wrapped his arms around her. His chin resting on her right shoulder. “What’s wrong? Why did you stop?” he asked.
“We’re done,” she calmly said.
“The fuck woman!” He tried to turn her and let her face him. “I’ve paid you enough and you’re saying we’re done?” He then yanked her and pressed his mouth upon hers. His hands grabbed her breasts while he laid her beneath him. “Now, who’s the boss?”
“You’re playing too hard to get Mary. You are playing too much!” He laughed as he ripped her clothes, leaving only her underwear.
She knew his strong. She knew his kind. They are the ones who’ll never mind whom they are hurting. They are the ones who will attribute the negative effects of their doings to others. They are some of her costumers. Much as she hated to admit it, she does not have a choice. Maybe this is result of all her misdoings. These were the results of her decisions.
Silence occupied all the corners of Mary’s room after Marquis was done with his business with her.
“Look Mary, I’m sorry.” He said while looking at the ceiling.
“You should be saying that to your wife.”
“The fuck man?! What are you talking about?” he sounded furious. “Why drag her? She’s been the cause of all my headaches. I asked for a night with you because I wanted to forget her! I wanted to forget her!”
“Why Marquis? Because she demands too much? Because she yells at you for quite some time? Because she hated to eat the food that you prepare?”
“Not because I share my sentiments with you does not mean you can intervene fucking whore! You’re no good at your job. Don’t try becoming an adviser to someone else!” he yelled at her this time. “Stupid whores these days,” he remarked before grabbing his clothes and started dressing.
“You can get back your money Marquis. It’s on the kitchen table.”
“So you don’t need money now?” he mocked. “What kind of bitch are you huh?”
“Just do me a favor,” he continued. Still, her back facing him. Blankets covered on her body. Tears freely flowing from her eyes.
“Hell bitch! What is it?”
“Go home straight. Ask apology from your wife. Try to understand her more. I know you are a chef, prepare new kind of food for her. Let her eat what she craves for.”
“Too much for a favor huh? How’d you become so interested in my wife fucking whore?”
“Just leave now and do it.” She commanded.
“I don’t understand you.” She heard his footsteps going father. When he swung the door open she called him.
“Marquis.”
“What?!”
“You’re wife’s pregnant.”
He fell silent. Come to think of it, he waited for years for that baby to come.
12:45 pm
8/2/2014
