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I dialed Mom's number several times but received no response on the other end of the line. The sensations of anxiety and annoyance crept up on me gradually. Why wasn't she picking up when I called her? Did something happen? No, if that had been the case, she would have let me know...
I sighed and shook my head, trying to remain calm. It's best to wait for her response first.
Right now, my mother and I are vacationing in Cebu City at a well-known resort that we decided to visit after I graduate. Because we rarely have any other types of celebrations besides the usual ones for birthdays and holidays, which are always held in our apartment, going out to these kinds of places with my mom felt extra special. At least, according to me.
It was nothing new for me to travel to other cities. Back when I was in senior high school and college, I often traveled out of town with my closest friends. When I was in college, I was also a part of a club, and there were times when we had to leave campus for research as well as for some sort of club bonding activity.
Mom, on the other hand, was fully absorbed in her work. She never seemed to have any free time, and every time I tried to ask her out, she would politely decline and say that she had something more important to do. She was always very busy. She was a real estate agent, and finding and selling properties to and for her clients was her top priority almost every day.
And because she is a workaholic, she brought her work all the way to our so-called trip in spite of the fact that we were supposed to be relaxing and enjoying ourselves.
A tall, middle-aged man suddenly approached her when we were at the pool earlier. He introduced himself as Ryan Gonzales and told mom that he intended to purchase a condominium unit, which coincidentally turned out to be one of the units currently listed on mom's pre-selling properties.
"Wait a minute, Aki. Just stay put, all right? I'll be back after ten minutes," Mom said before joining Ryan as they walked away together and continued their business talk.
I've been here for nearly an hour, waiting for Mom's return. I'm not the type of person who gets irritated easily. I'm actually pretty calm most of the time, but the more time passed, the more anxious and irritated I became.
What's taking them so long? Should I go see Mom and, hmm, let's see, take her away from that Ryan guy? Even though this was supposed to be our vacation, he didn't even bother to hold back when talking about work with my mom.
I clenched my teeth and swore under my breath as I continued to remain silent. I'm so upset, and more so that I feel that it's more of the fact that some stranger took my mother away from me.
"Jack?"
My attention was immediately drawn to the source of the voice that had called me. I almost thought it was Mom, but it wasn't.
Another sigh of disappointment and frustration escaped my lips.
"Clarisse? What are you doing there?" As it turned out, it was just Clarisse. She was Crista's best friend.
As I had thought, it wasn't long before Crista showed up next to Clarisse.
Laughing, Clarisse said, "We're here with Troy and DJ, just a fun getaway before becoming boring adults in the workplace." They took their seats across from me. "What about you? What brings you here? Are you with somebody?"
I looked at Crista and noticed her gaze locked on mine. They were following my every action with great attention. I sighed. If I mentioned mom, she would think strangely again, wouldn't she?
I took a moment to clear my throat before answering, "Oh, just a trip with my family." Anyway, whatever I do s
Clarisse nodded at what I said. We continued talking about our university and training experiences for a while before Clarisse abruptly brought up a topic I didn't want to discuss.
"So, Jack, what's the real reason you turned down Crista? I mean, she's beautiful, kind, smart, and comes from a good family. Briefly put, she's a lovely young lady who has clearly been raised well." Clarisse complimented Crista after she left the room to use the bathroom. "So what's the problem? Why not give her a shot?"
Why don't I like Crista she asked. Everything Clarisse said was correct. Actually, all of Crista's qualities are considered pleasant and excellent. There are quite a number of students, both male and female, in our university who would support that. But why is it that I can't seem to fall in love with her?
Suddenly, my phone vibrated, indicating that I had received a text message.
I did not waste any time and opened it straight away, reading what was stated.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Aki. I'm currently in a nearby convenience store. What ice cream flavor do you want? I'll get you two!" - Mom.
I smiled as I read the text.
Even though it was no longer necessary, Mom still treated me like a child.
"Jack?" Clarisse called me.
But I was already standing up and ready to leave.
"Sorry about that, but something came up. I have to go," I responded before walking to the closest corner convenience store. I could still faintly hear Clarisse calling after me, but it was to no avail.
I wanted to see her. I wanted to be with her.
On the way there, I realized why I didn't like Crista, who seemed like the most perfect girl in the entire universe to me.
It's because of Mom.
Because all I want is my mom. I'm always searching for my mother. When I'm not with her, I feel restless. When she's with me, I feel overwhelming ecstasy. She's the only person who could truly make me feel these emotions... Too strange and wonderful and sick they may be, Mom is the only person I want to be with.
Nobody but her.
But when I got to the store, all of the fun and excitement I had felt vanished into thin air.
When I looked over, I saw Mom having a conversation with a man. I had just about reached the door when I saw them. And it's not just any other man.
He's not a stranger to me and neither to mom. I can't possibly be wrong.
That man...
His name is Benjie.
He's the younger brother of my father.
When Mom was talking to Uncle Benjie, I first noticed the expression on her face. It was painfully obvious that we were in an awkward situation, and I found that I couldn't even look directly at Uncle. I mean, it had been such a very long time...When my father abandoned us when I was a child, Mom decided to take me in and raise me on her own. As a result, she severed ties with every member of Dad's family and circle of friends. Aunt Jonah, my mother's best friend, has informed me that Dad's family is strongly opposed to the idea of my mom and dad being together, and they had wanted to take me in to raise themselves. But as time went on, Dad's parents eventually came around to the idea because they were well aware of what a terrible father their son was. Simply put, they knew he wouldn't be able to look after me. Giving me to dad's second wife, whom he decided to cheat on and leave, was their last and only option. Even though my father's side had severed all ties with my mother, ther
But that's also there is to it. Mom admires me for being hard working and intelligent, as she says, and she loves me for being a 'good son.' No matter how much I wish I could make her fall in love with me, it's just not going to happen. Mom is, without a doubt, the most reasonable and responsible person I've ever known in my entire life. Even if I confessed, I was certain that she would still speak to me and attempt to correct my thinking.In the worst-case scenario, she might even conclude that it would be better for me to live on my own. She would have the impression that she was a negative influence on me as a person and that all she could ever bring to me was my downfall. In short, she would despise herself and hold herself responsible for the vain and foolish emotions I felt.That terrifies me to no end. Even though it hurts to keep my love for Mom a secret, I can do so as long as she does not leave my side and remains to stay next to me. I don't care about anything or anyone el
I've had a crush on Jack for a long time. No, it wasn’t just a crush. I like him. I love him. A lot.From the moment we first met until now, Jack has been the only man I've had such strong feelings for. People say I'm one of the best girls a guy could ever have. But I can't figure out why the person I like so much doesn't like me back.I can't help but think that it's because of his mom. Yes, I know that Jack is a "Mama's boy." He was worried about his mother and had always put her on top of his list. She had always been his number one priority.There were times when I started to feel it was becoming too much and strange. And at some point, I couldn't help but feel it was annoying. I have no idea what to do whenever Jack chose his mom over me or anyone or anything else. See, I really like him. And I knew that I couldn't shake these feelings I have for Jack. They won't go away that easily.I just want him to like me for once, even if it's just for a little while.Jack was lying in my b
My son and I have had a lot of communication issues recently. Ever since we’ve been together for such a long time, we didn’t argue nor treat each other as if we were strangers. But now, he’s been treating me differently. It goes without saying that this is the very first time that I have become aware of his strange behavior. I have no idea why I felt this, but recently I started to think he was trying to hide something from me.It could be about himself or something going on in his life; either way, the question is: what could it be? And why did he need to hide such matters from me – his mother?On the very final evening of our stay at the resort, he suddenly disappeared without a word. I remember, that time, a client of mine who was interested in purchasing a condominium unit and I were having a conversation over the phone. Right after I finished speaking with the person on the other end of the line, I hung up the phone and turned to see if Jack was still there. To my surprise, thoug
“No, it’s not your fault, I mean-”“No, I messed up, mom. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do it. I was too drunk, and I- I did that...” Jack explained. His facial expression conveyed an overwhelming sense of guilt, embarrassment, and more... Something about it didn’t sit right with me for some reason.I shook off the strange feeling and focused my attention squarely on him, “It’s okay. I was just worried about you. On the other hand, I really hope you will tell me about it next time.”Jack’s eyes which were filled with guilt, stilled like ice “Tell you what? What do you mean?”I shrugged, “That you’re going to your girlfriend. I–I'm your mom, Aki. I will feel anxious if you don’t tell me anything and suddenly disappear like that... But I hope you and Crista had a good time last night,” I said, not forgetting to add the last sentence. I had to do it because if I didn’t, it wouldn’t sound like it was coming from a real mother. And right now, I AM Jack’s mother, aren’t I?I looked over at Ja
Jonah offered an explanation, saying, "Perhaps Aki is just sexually frustrated." Then she further added, "Indeed, there are times when men go through that stage. You know, my second son kind of did it before. I’ve caught him peeking at me some time in the past.""What? And what did you do?" Despite the fact that the image is completely absurd, I couldn't help but become intrigued by it. If this is Jack's issue, I am prepared to find all of the possible solutions so that I can help him resolve it.Jonah shrugged as if what she mentioned was nothing or completely normal. "Naturally, I was there to help him. A few spots were brushed here and there. But no one came in. No penetration, no real you know what. Anyway, it was nothing more than an outlet for his anger or whatever bottled up emotion he had inside. After that, everything went back to the way it had been before. Between us, his behavior became better. He stopped being easily irritated, and at the same time, his obedience improved
Moments later, Jack removed my clothes. We continued kissing as my hand began to travel to his bulge. It’s already standing and really stiff. Every rub my palm made against it made it seem to grow even bigger as if it were a snake that had long wanted to escape its long-term confinement.Jack's hands quickly traveled to my chest. Every move was unable to hide the overwhelming excitement they were holding inside. I couldn’t help but release a moan the moment his mouth began to lick and suck on my buds.While kneading one like a plump loaf, Jack continued to suck on my other breast. I recoiled and leaned slightly against the wall. I didn't know that this would feel this good. Perhaps my desires have really been suppressed for a long time. I almost forgot how it tasted—to be in this position and receive so much from another person.I couldn’t help but moan even more when one of Jack’s hands went to my panties. No, this is wrong. He should be the one to release, not me, I said to myself,
Just as Jonah had predicted, Jack and I returned to normal a few days after that incident. Jack has become less irritable these days too, which makes it much easier for us to have normal conversations. We carried on with our lives as if nothing had happened, just my son and I.As a matter of fact, things improved dramatically after that. It was because of this that I began to consider the possibility that Jonah was correct, and that Jack merely required a moment to let off some steam. Thankfully, that incident never happened again.I am relieved that things have returned to normal for us. It was as if we had never stopped being mother and son; in fact, our communication brought us closer together. We didn't talk about the incident again after that either. It felt as if it happened a long time ago, and it should be treated as such.As what people say, one can only think of it as a memory from the past; it is something that neither one of us needs to think about or remember.But then so