TRICIA
"Enough, Skipper," I stopped my husband from putting another slice of bread on my plate. "You know I'm not a fan of heavy breakfast.
Kahit na pinigilan ko na, inilagay pa din ni Skipper ang tinapay sa plato ko. "Baby, pumapayat ka na. Madalas kang hindi kumakain ng breakfast n'ong mga nakaraang araw. Sige na please."
It's been almost a month since I went back. Skipper has been on my side like a tail of a dog. Kahit sa pagpasok ko sa trabaho ay sumasama pa s'ya. He's also present on my meetings. According to him, he got lots of free time. Tapos na ang part n'ya sa new line na ilalabas ng G&S kaya wala na naman s'yang gawain hanggang sa launching ng collection, which will be this coming Saturday.
"Why don't you try to participate on Amarata?" I asked while watching my husband spread some peanut butter on my bread.
"Darco can handle that. Isa pa, he already got Dara to help him. There won't be a need for me."
"You're just an investor. Wala ka yatang naitulong d'on," I rolled my eyes. Skipper wasn't cut to run a business. He's throwing lots of opportunities to grow.
"The money I invested helped. And the connections too!" he proudly said.
I shook my head in disappointment.
What if I got pregnant? I doubt he can handle my position on the company while I take care of myself and the baby. Kapag nagkataon, dagdag pasanin pa kay Trey, or to my Dad.
I sighed my worries away. Maybe it's not yet time for me to have a baby. Specially now that Trey's expecting his first born.
"Come on, signorina, eat this," Skipper sweetly said then lifted the bread in front of my mouth.
I grimaced when I smelled the peanut butter. I pushed my husband's hand away. "Ayoko na talaga."
Skipper made face then took a bite. I rolled my eyes on his childishness.
"Hurry up!" I hissed at him. "Maligo na tayo."
I watched Skipper as he ate. Natagalan pa nga s'ya dahil panay ang beep ng phone nya.
I snatched his phone then switched it off. "Hurry up!"
Walang nagawang nakatingin lang si Skipper sa akin habang inuubos ang pagkain n'ya. Tinaasan ko lang naman s'ya ng kilay.
"Tricia, ang sungit mo," reklamo ni Skipper sa pagitan ng mga halik sa balikat ko.
I unwrapped my legs on his waist. We both groaned when his member got pulled out from me. Skipper held me on my waist to support me. Nakaalalay lang s'ya sa akin hanggang sa makababad ako sa bathtub na kanina n'ya pa naihanda.
Skipper sat behind me. I relaxed myself and leaned my body on my husband's. His arms wrapped around me. Not so long, he's starting to fondle on my breasts.
"Tama na. May meeting pa ako," awat ko, pero maging ako ay nakukulangan sa protesta sa himig ko.
"What?" Skipper chuckled then kissed on my neck.
Every morning nagigising na lang ako sa mga halik ni Skipper. The first thing we do in the morning is to make love. Kaya kapag breakfast, wala akong gana kasi parang nanghihina ang kalamnan ko.
Right after breakfast, we're going straight to the bathroom. And after Skipper prepared the bathtub, we'll be making love in front of the mirror wall. There are times that while on the tub, we're having our third round. Talk about being insatiable.
I am considering of staying on the mansion. Kapag kasama namin sila daddy, hindi naman kami ganito. But...
"Baby, what are you thinking?" Skipper asked then gently bit on my shoulder.

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Skipper
Algemene fictieNot every story is a love story. Not all love stories got their happy endings. Most stories were made to teach us a lesson or two, and this story is one of them. - Skipper Clint Vergara