thighs shone underneath the gown as they made rythmic movement while she spoke. She had a pink lower lip which was finely carved and a long chin - giving her a model like face with the lenses she was wearing. She was perfect! A mere glance at her sent tickling sensations of desire all over my body with my gaze fixed at her as I sat - lost in my thoughts.
"...to the car" were the last few words from my mom's voice that snapped me out of the little fantasy I had going on in my mind. "Joshua... did you here me?" My mom beckoned as she faced me fully; giving me a hard stare."Urrh no... Em.. mom you said?" I stuttered confusingly as i responded to my mom's questioning while clearing my throat as it now felt unusually dry - making my voice a bit unclear as I spoke."I said you should take this my hand bag to the car" my mom repeated again. "let me just show Abigail around the house before I go" she concluded purposefully as she shifted her chair backwards ready to stand up."Okay mom, I will..." I said an lifted my gaze towards Abigail who was now staring me straight in the eyes with no certain expression that I could interpret. 'Oh my...' I gasped and murmured inaudibly to myself as I lowered my gaze in shyness.Then I dropped my hand underneath the table and reached for my belt so I could adjust my trousers - "Oh No... Not now!" I frowned disappointingly when my palms brushed against my hard di*k which was trying to bulge through my jeans..."Are you still sitting down?. You think I have all day ehn" my mom yelled disappointedly at me as she finally stood up from her chair."Am going now Mom" I grumbled frustratingly under my clenched teeth before placing my right hand into my jean pocket to grab my di*k from being visible. Then i pushed my chair backwards and placed my left hand on my Mom's handbag before standing up; walking slowly towards our palour door with great style - hiding my bulging trouser from being visible to any of them."Ehen, see this child o... What's with this your big boy attitude putting hand inside pocket" my mom laughed hard with her head rocking backwards as she said teasingly to me before finally turning to tap Abigail who was now smiling from what my mom had just said.."Ehen, my dear come... Let me show you to the kitchen" my mom concluded with a subsiding chuckle as she led the way accompanied by the nanny following behind.So I hurriedly ran towards the palour door as soon as they were gone into the kitchen. I twisted the doorknob furiously and opened the door - shutting it carelessly behind me as I approached my Mom's car. Then I placed her handbag in the passengers sit and shut the car door... I stood beside her car unable to move, for I felt something inside me - It was a mixed feeling of excitement and embarrassment; especially when I remembered my mom's last comment in front of the new nanny.I kicked hard on my mom's car tire when I remembered her 'big boy attitude' tease which made me groan more with rage..'What if the nanny feels that way? Or! What if she really thinks I was posing childishly as a big boy?... She might even think I was doing that to impress her' these frustrative thoughts ran through my mind as my heart raced in disappointment."Maybe am I overthinking... Who cares" I scoffed as I mumbled consolingly to myself. "it's not like I even like her" I concluded spitefully and rolled my eyes as I stood - leaning on my mom's car.My last statement sounded odd in my ears; I mean, why deceive myself when I actually do like her... I felt strange earlier in her presence - almost as if I had an instant crush on her!Just as I stood leaning on the car, I saw my mom coming out hurriedly from our palour door alone - walking towards her car as she approached to give me a hug. "Jo Jo... make sure the nanny feels at home while am off" she said softly before leaning back to observe my expression. "What's with the long face?... Did mummy do something wrong?" my mom asked as she adjusted the collar of my shirt."Everything mom...you do know am 18 already?" I replied breathlessly in a bitter voice - not waiting for my mom to respond. "You called me child and big boy in front of the new nanny today" I said with a saddened frown on my face as I folded my arms..."Oh eiya... Oya Am sorry... Mummy won't do it again" she said, cupping my left cheek with her right hand as she apologized before turning to enter the car. "Oh... Am almost late. Joshua please open the gate" my mom said quickly as the car engine started.."What should I get for you on my way back?" She asked calmly in a teasing with a widened grin on her face as she poked her head out halfway from the drivers window to look at me before slowly reversing her car to exit the gate.I held the gate steadily as my mom reversed. "Anything will be okay Mom" I replied with a wave of my right hand before her car finally sped up and was out of sight. Then i closed the gate and hurriedly walked back into the house. The excitement of having someone so beautiful and young as our nanny made me smile sheepishly as I approached our palour door.The palour door swung open before I could halt my steps or reach for the handle - then in a split second; I felt the Nanny's bre*st brush hard on my chest, with our shoulders clicking as or bodies collided in front of the palour entrance."Oh my... am so sorry." I pleaded breathlessly in an awkward tone after bumping into eachother; then I retreated my steps so she could come through before I entered."I didn't see you coming..." I repeated remorsefully - forcing a nervous smile on my face as I waited hopefully for her response."No, it's fine... It's not your fault. I didn't see you either" she said smiling softly as she stepped out to get a bucket. I couldn't help but glow from the effect of her smile - a burning urge ran through me! So strongly I felt like kissing those finely carved lips of hers right here and now!...Then I inhaled deeply and blinked hard to snap out of my lustful fantasies before clearing my throat - hoping that the sound will get her attention as I stood motionlessly; watching her pick up the bucket just besides the palour door."pls... ah urrrhh... what will we be having for breakfast?" I said, stuttering cluelessly before leaning on the doorpost when I noticed her head raising to face me."what will you like to have for breakfast sir?"'You of course!'... I heard my mischievous mind screaming pointlessly. The foolishness of my thought broke a smile on my lips as it parted to speak."pls... pls it's Josh. Or Joshua" I chuckled amusingly as I replied...As i walked past the busy street, my mind drifted back to the statement my mom made during our heated argument that got me really scared of ever getting back with Abigail. 'What if my mom is right?... What if Abigail has moved on with someone else that is willing to accept her and the pregnancy' I thought worryingly to myself while dragging my feet on the ground as I strolled by.'Aby wouldn't tell me to find her if she had intentions of giving up on our love' I thought, trying to console myself before letting out a deep sigh with my gaze lowered gloomily to the ground. Where do I go from here? I wondered.Suddenly, I lifted my head in startling shock when I noticed a lady that had almost the exact same body features as Abigail -- although I couldn't tell for certain if she was truly the one, since her back was faced towards me as she stood in my front; buying sweet oranges from the kiosk seller.I jogged forward towards the lady from behind in hurry. 'i'll be the most happiest perso
"Joshua... Don't lock yourself indoors all day!... You know all we want is the best for you. This-- you'll get over this... Your mom only did that for your own interest" my dad said quietly in a concerned voice after my mom with his mouth pressed closely to my room door that made his voice echo loudly inside my room. It sounded like he was standing right beside me."Interest?!" I yelled out bitterly in response, my voice raised in anger. Then I unburied my head from the floor - lifting it up slowly to speak so my voice wouldn't sound muffled. I needed them to hear every word I had to say."If she had my interest, mom would have let Aby stay till she at least delivered the baby.... Your grandchild for heaven's sake" I groaned in frustration, my tone bitter as I replied my dad while sobbing profusely. My dad's voice broke out again. "Son, listen -- it's...""Just leave me alone! Both of you!... I don't want to see your faces again. Just leave me alone!" I screamed out my lungs before b
"Ma... He's..." Abigail started with a stammer and hesitated, sniffing to control her continued sobbing. Then she wiped off the tears on her left cheek with the back of her right hand before stretching it forward to point. "He's responsible for the baby Ma..." She said nervously, her voice low and shaky as she pointed at my direction. My eyes went horribly wide in panick. My heart racing fast, I turned my head and leveled my frightened gaze at my dad. He was utterly dumbfounded by this revelation. From the look on his face, I knew he was finding it hard to believe. Numerous questioning thoughts must have been running through his head, I know, thoughts like 'How could I have slept with the nanny under his surveillance?'The narrowing of his eyebrow showed that he wasn't too convinced at what Abigail had just said. But there was nothing he could do or say to counter her -- except he wanted to take the blame, which will surely lead to a divorce with my mom. Am sure he wasn't quite re
"Thank you my dear" my mom said, smiling softly to Abigail as she gracefully served us our plates of breakfast on the table. Something about Abigail seemed strangely astonishing. She added more weight over the past few months and was now looking plump and more beautiful. Well, what was I to expect? Someone who spends most of her time preparing meals in the kitchen was bound to add weight over time.Across the dining table in front of me, sat my dad. He was already munching on his toast bread and sipping on his creamed tea. And from what I was seeing, He was really savouring every taste of his bread It's was a beautiful Saturday morning, one of those days my mom wasn't working or preparing to go to work. Kiki had barely woken up, so it was just me, my dad and mum at the dining table."I hope you've also made yourself something to eat?" My mom asked, turning her head to look at Abigail who was now done with serving my plate of breakfast."Yes ma... I have, mm..." Abigail began with a s
Later that day, before my mom came back from work, I went to confront my dad in his room -- not in an insulting way, but rather, in a more remorseful manner."Dad?" I bellowed quietly as I stood in front of him. He sat leisurely on his bed, reading a sports newspaper. All his focus was on it that he barely rose his head to look at me."Mm-hmm... what's the matter, are you done with your childish display?" He said in a cold tone and slowly closed the paper. Then he placed it beside him on the bed and managed to look me straight in the eye. I felt uneasy staring into his stern gaze, so I cowardly lowered mine and resolved in my mind to apologise."Am sorry dad for my outburst earlier this morning - I was feeling angry. It won't happen again." My voice was low and remorseful. I stood, my feets rooted to the floor with my palms clasped together in submission. I didn't really mean it, but I just had to fake it."Better... Because I won't tolerate that behavior next time in my house!" My d
I stayed out for hours, strolling aimlessly across the streets to clear my head. Why will act like he never did anything wrong last night? I thought in annoyance, kicking hard at any object in my path. I crossed the road and headed straight to an auto repair shop. Then I sat under its shade. The owner didn't mind or chase me away. He just went on with his job like I wasn't even there.Much later around 11:58am, my tummy began to rumble loudly. I had left the house without having my breakfast.I better get something to eat else I'll faint here. I thought to myself and stood up. I would gone to buy something from the near by store, but I had no money on me. I turned my head towards the shop owner. Should I ask for his assistance? I contemplated. But then I cancelled the thought. My home training didn't permit me to collect things from strangers, let alone beg! I had only one choice now, go home and fix myself something to eat. So I waved the shop owner 'goodbye' and, coming out of his