“He made that bet with you because he knew that he would win. His son was on our team, sabotaging everything he competed in. Always being around you and touching you, and distracting me in the process,” I said.
“He was sixteen years old and sad about the girl that left him. So I comforted him," she said.
“You were hugging him half of the time. And he was feeling you up. That made me jealous and lose focus at the shooting game. That was their tactic,” I said.
“He is full of hormones, and I have the assets," she said with a devilish smile while gesturing to her voluptuous curves.
“You can't have thought that that something is going to happen?! Or did you actually think that?” she said
“What is that suppose to mean?” Okay, jealous might not be the right word to describe what I was feeling even though there was a little jealousy there. But I don't have to accept a teenage boy groping my wife as something normal. No matter how down he is about a girl.
"Would you think it was okay if it was another way around?" I said.
“First of all, I got all of this, god-given lushnesses, I can’t blame the kid for having good taste,” she said teasingly. “Young man with girl trouble got to grab my ass and boobs a little one time? It's no big deal,” she said.
“I would not be angry if it was you and his daughter kissed for example. If she kissed you and you turned her down gently. Like Kevin Spacey in American Pie,” she said.
“I don't know how to talk to you. We don't seem to have the same view on what reality is anymore.
“It doesn't seem that I can say anything about Eric that you will believe or hold against him. This is the second time he attacks a colleague physically. The first time was a girl. She was twenty,” I said.
"Yes, I know! But he apologized! And I never said he doesn’t have flaws!” she said with a slightly raised voice now.
"He is staying, and you will have to deal with it," she said calmly after a short period of silence.
“If he does something again, he will go then, and I will stand corrected, and you will be right. But now you don't have a choice other than to wait and see," she concluded.
I sat quietly, feeling emasculated. This is the first time she spoke to me like a superior.
“Listen, I'm sorry,” she started. “I'm not fair to you. You have endured enough, and I keep forgetting that. You should not be put through this. No-one should be touching me in front of you.
“Still, you are at my side because you love me and you want us to be a family. I love you, I need you to know that I will do better," she said. Minutes ago we had gotten to the kindergarten to pick our kids up. But we sat in the car, concluding our discussion before stepping out of the vehicle. We went up the stairs that led to the school building. There were about twenty steps, with quick-set growing on both its sides.
When we arrived, Diana told me that she was going to talk to Max about Michael again. Max is the principal of the school. She was going to meet the kids in the yard and me when she was finished. I decided to let the kids play until she came back. While waiting, I struck up a conversation with another parent that we knew. The weather was beautiful and made it pleasant being outside. After about twenty minutes I saw Diana walking towards us.
Her beautiful figure was outlined by the beige body-hugging dress that she wore that day. The dress ended above the knee. Kids ran at her after a visual contact. Smiles on all three faces. She looked radiant. 'How could I live without her?' I asked myself. She carried Olivia in her arms on the way back to the car while I walked alongside Michael in front of Olivia and Diana.
Chapter 4
My life was not always this chaotic. There were long periods of time where I felt nothing but a total bliss. I was pinching myself every day in fact. I felt the shit was too easy, thinking that I totally lucked out. When I started working at Felio, it was a way to pay the bills. I had to do something since college plans did not pan out. My grades ware not good enough. So I applied to a bunch of jobs and took the first one that would have me. It happened to be a restaurant with an Italian name and slot machines.
There I made friends and realized how adult life really worked. After a year Diana started there, and everyone was fighting for her attention. She was frequently dating during that time. Both co-workers and guests. I kept myself out of it, knowing full well that it would save me a lot of headaches. But as time passed, we ended up spending a lot of it together.
During that time I managed to turn her into a something of a nerd. She liked my then comic book idea, and my drawings. We would sleep over at each other’s places. In the beginning, she was telling me about the guy problems she was having. That changed. She ended a turbulent relationship with one of the restaurant's guests after a while. And from that point on she was single, having occasional sex with the manager of Place.
But there was no drama involved. I didn't like it though. And I started disliking him for it, despite him being nice to me. She noticed that and felt unconformable about it. I, on the other hand, started realizing that I might be falling in love. I didn’t know what to do. Then one night we were watching Comedy Central's roasts at her place. She invited me. We haven't done stuff in a while.
“My place or yours?” I asked when she said that she wanted to geek out.
“Mine,” she said with a smile.
“You don't want to sleep on the couch,” I replied.
That was our rule. The guest sleeps on the couch.
“True,” she said with a smile that hinted a hidden affection.
When we were about to go to sleep that night I assumed that I would be sleeping on the couch as always. But something was different this time. I snuck a peek at her while she was getting undressed. She was not modest about it this time. It was as she wanted me to see. We both had one room apartments, and we would get undressed when lights went off. It was not the case that evening. She had sexy underwear on. She caught me looking and gave me a smile. After we turned off the lights, she asked me if I wanted to sleep on the bed as well.
I hesitantly said yes. My heart was pounding like I had run a marathon. I laid down beside her, and we started touching each other. It was heavenly. I could not believe it. Her perfume, the feel of her body and skin made me play “Just Like Heaven” by The Cure in my head. It was until that point the greatest moment of my life. Topped only by the moment I introduced her to my parents maybe.
Chapter 5
Life was great for a long period of time. I worked on my comic book that was inspired by the tv show Black Sails. Unlike the show, my book had a lady captain that looked a lot like Diana. She was always dressed in revealing outfits. Diana knew that she was the inspiration for the heroine of the comic book and took it as a compliment.
One day while I was at home drawing, she came back from the city. I heard ruffling of the shopping bags when she went through the door. She took the bags to the bedroom, to later emerge out of it wearing nothing but an eye-patch and a pair of leather boots. In her hand, she held a plastic saber. She strutted towards the table where I was sitting looking at me confidently.
I said nothing. Instead, I continued to look at the beauty in front of me, with what must have seemed like a true simpleton smile on my face, if ever there was one. Then she went on all fours, disappearing from my sight under the table. It was quiet in the apartment, and I could hear her knees move across the carpet. It sounded so sensual. Soon I felt her hands on my legs. I looked down and saw her undo my tracksuit while giving me a mock smug look. My smile was so intense now that I thought it might be permanent from that day on. I was hard when she put me in her mouth.
She started sucking. It was amazing, she was showing off I thought. She deep throated me then pulled me out on the side of her mouth so that it made that popping sound when I got out of her mouth. I felt loved. She hit her face with my member and liked my balls before putting me back into her beautiful mouth again. My hands ware on her head now, with my right arm in her hair end my left on her cheek moving towards her boobs.
She took a break from intense sucking and just looked into my eyes contently. Then she pulled herself up, allowing her big boobs to rest in my lap, smothering my penis. She kissed it gently while allowing me to grab her breasts. I started thrusting my penis between them while she let her saliva drop on my member to act as an additional lubricant.
I was fucking the titties intensely now. She was making eye contact and looked relaxed and content, like a lioness feeding her cubs. The smile on my face was gone now. She then looked down between her boobs and started meeting my thrusts with her tongue at first, then her mouth. She intercepted me each time, catching me in her mouth for a moment and then releasing me. At last, she swallowed me entirely, letting me fuck her throat for the last couple of seconds until I came in her mouth.
She swallowed everything. When I was done, she stood up on my side of the table, wiping saliva of her mouth with her hand. She had her sable back in her hand and eye-patch back on its place. She turned elegantly hundred and eighty degrees in one simple motion to now stand facing the same way as I did. She looked at the drawings I had done that day, focusing on one guy that seemed particularly mean.
"Who is that sailor?” she finally spoke.
“It is Captain Backstabber,” I said.
“He looks dangerous,” she said.
“He most certainly does,” I replied.
“Can we outrun him?” she asked
“I believe we can, captain,” I said.
“Then make it happen! I feel that he might turn into a captain but stabber if he gets his hands on this ship,” she said barely able to contain her smile.
I laughed.
“Make sure we lose them! I will be in the captain's quarters lubricating as a plan B,” she said while walking towards the bathroom.
I think that became the best day of my life until that point. Eventually the comic got published, and I made some money off it. We used the money to travel, and we went to Italy and Spain. There she turned heads like everywhere else. It was fun to a point, but I also started to question for a second time during our relationship, what a girl like her was doing with a guy like me.