Infatuation

Chapter 2

Everyday after Francis continued his daily visits to the store. We talked briefly and I would admire his features from head to toe. His olive toned skin sparkeled with golden hairs, brown curly hair neatly cut, brown eyes that held trouble, pink lips with a megawatt smile that held lies, slim toned figure which stood at 6'2. He dressed to impress and to say I wasn't impressed would be a lie.

I was so infatuated with Francis that he would tell me his problems at home and I would help him out financially. One day he came to me with sadness in his brown eyes saying, "Annie my mom's chickens died as the fowl coop was inundated due to treacherous rainfall and currently she has no funds to restart her chicken business. I don't know what we're gonna do, its the main source of income for us".

I encouraged him and with only knowing him for a month I gave him most of my pay to help his mother rebuild her business, I even sent money to buy chicken feed. His mother would send chicken and eggs to show her appreciation to a complete stranger.

One day I invited him to a barbeque my neighbor was having and I remember wearing a beige tank top, brown skort, sandals and my shoulder length honey blonde hair curled to perfection.

After the barbeque he went back to my house, sat outside on the veranda chatted for a few minutes and then the said to me. "Annie you have never invited me inside your house, why is that?".
I didn't notice I had not invited him in and found no issue with it, so I invited him in that very evening. But little did I know what plans he was cooking up for me in his head.

We were in my room laying on the bed.
"Francis my mom refused to pay my school fee for the new term. She wants me to specialized in cosmetology, but I don't want to, its not something I would want to do for the rest of my life".

He embraced me,
"If that's what she is willing to pay for then I think you should do it. You don't have to spend the rest of your life being a cosmetologist, you can go back to school after a period of time".

I considered what he had suggested. I was dragged from my thoughts, with his hands running up and down my body, making my it break out in goose bumps. I felt him shift from beside me and pinned me under him. His face got closer to mine causing my heart to skip several beats. When our lips finally touched there was a burst of fireworks in my head and fluttering butterflies in my belly.

I felt so nervous and shy, I was still inexperienced.
He began to peal my clothes off and quickly took his clothes off afterwards.

He parted my legs and I felt his erection poking at my entrance. I was so glad the lights were off and the room dark, making him unable to see the nervousness in my eyes.

He slowly entered me making me moan in pain as my walls squeezed him tightly. He groaned out in pure pleasure enjoying the feel of me around him. He began to move his hips increasing the speed with every thrust, I moaned out his name.
"Fffrrancisss"

As his thrust intensified I was building up to my climax. Francis and I climaxed at the same time. We cleaned up ourselves, cuddled and spent the rest of the night together until he was ready to leave 3am

We fooled around a few more times, using condoms each time to be safe. Once we almost got caught by my mom as I didn't expect her to come home early that day. She's always working, traveling or busy hanging out with her boyfriend. So we knew where she would be, on which day and the exact hour she would leave or return home.

Francis visits started to lessen and it lead me to think that something was wrong with him. Maybe a truck hit him or he had contracted a serious virus that made him bedridden.

One day he showed up to my house telling my one lie after another which I believed. One of them was how he had to be helping out his mother and how she was sick and he went on and on. Out of the blue I see him looking at my flat belly, touching it and his words were, "Annie why does your belly feel so firm? I think your pregnant"
To say I was shocked was an understatement, I thought he had gone mad.
"No!! Have you gone mad!? My belly is firm because I do sit ups everyday and if I were pregnant I would know"

"I'm telling you Annie I truly believe your pregnant!"

"My period came a few days late but it came nontheless. Stop talking nonsense, I'm not pregnant!"

After that conversation he left and I never saw him again. I started to think if he was right about me being pregnant. But I pushed the thought out of my head and thought of other things bothering me.
I went and visited my biological mom on several occasions. Would you believe what she looked at me and said....

"Annie you know that your pregnant" She wasn't asking me, she was telling me and at this point I was frustrated because I was still on my period. Its impossible to be on my cycle and be pregnant.
When my cycle was finally finished I made a wise decision to purchase a pregnancy test to see if the speculations were true.