Hearing nothing but the cricket chirping outside and my husband snores, I can't sleep. Thinking back to the recent events that occured once my husband got home. After our romp in the kitchen earlier, I cleaned myself up in the bath room while Kenny helped himself to a serving of the meal I made. When I return to the kitchen, I cleaned up our mess and fixed myself a small plate of food. I didn't want to eat more than what a woman should. As Kenny likes to say, I do often. I then join Kenny in the living room as he watched television and ate his food. I curled up next to him as I ate, and he puts his arm around.
A cycle we've continued for years before we got married. As I sat in his arms, hardly paying attention to the screen, all I can focus on is my husband. Some days it feel surreal that I call him that and others…. I wondered if I stop. Not wanting to think negative, I reflect back on our early married days. Where we couldn't stop calling one another husband and wife, smiles forever taking place on our faces. A warm feeling began to spread through my body as the memories of us consumed me. My first and last love. My first and last love. Smiling slightly, I snuggled up closer to him, inhaling the Axe cologne he put on this morning. Thruthfull, it wasn't the best cologne, but Kenny was too stubborn to use another. Especially after years of me buying him new ones to try each holiday. But as his wife, I loved him no matter what he wore.We watched tv before we decided to call it a night and went to shower. Kenny insisted we shower together and being his dutiful wife I agreed.This ended up with Kenny taking me against the shower wall, and coming inside my womb. Afterward, the night ended with us making love in our bedroom again and again. Not once taking a breather he fell asleep. Even now, as he snores, he remains inside.I was beginning to get quite hot with my husband's body surrendering me. He held me snugly in his arms as he slept. It was already nearly one in the morning and I had yet to close my eyes. I wanted to that he was in a deep slumber before I got up. I slowly began to shimmy my way out of his embrace, slowly easing him out of my bottom half. Once I managed that feat, Kenny rolled over to his side, snoring louder than before. I took that as my queue to slowly, yet quickly get out of our king-size bed.Tiptoeing around the room I made my way to the door and closed it once I stepped out. I breathed a sigh of relief and walked my way to the bathroom down the hall. I flicked on the light inside, shut the door, and looked into the mirror.Admittedly, my usual light brown eyes look dull and bleak. My full lips had a permanent frown and signs of wrinkles were appearing on my face. I looked older for a twenty-nine years old. Glancing down at my collarbone and arms. It was clear to anyone with eyes that I was skinny. I was losing weight steadily, and my collar bone was beginning to just out more. As I looked at my reflection, I couldn't help but be upset with how I look. I didn't feel desirable anymore….. Nor did I look it. No wonder he-No. I'm not going to think about the past.Choosing not to hinder my self-esteem more I opened the cabinet mirror I was looking into. I scanned the shelves full of medicine before I found what I was looking for. Hidden in an orange container called fluoxetine, I opened the container and took two small tablets. I didn't spare a second to ponder my decision before swallowing the pills dry. Like usual,guite began to seep into my mind as I placed the container back into its rightful spot. Even the fear of Kenny finding out that I've been lying to him every night tries to consume me.I was taking away a gift my husband wanted. A gift he has always wanted from me. Here I am, defying my loving husband. Knowing if Kenny knew I have been taking contraception pills in secret. He'd kill me."I think we should schedule a visit with a fertility specialist." Pausing from sweeping the floor I looked up at Kenny. He sat at the dinner table with a finished plate of his morning breakfast. Sipping casually from his coffee while my heart beat faster in panic. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves before asking him why. We've been trying to have a baby for months, Rose there must be something wrong if you aren't getting pregnant."Maybe we should take a break-" I jumped as he slammed a hand against the table."I don't want a damn break!" He shouted in anger. I stood frozen waiting for what he would say next. He let out an irritated sigh as his hand shook. He glanced at me and then took a deep breath to calm himself down."I want a baby- our baby, Rose." He whispered the end in sadness. The feeling of guilt swirled in the pit of my stomach. I sat the broom down against the wall and then cautiously walked towards Kenny. I gently placed one hand on his shoulder as I leaned down to kiss his cheek."I know, ken.-I-I want our baby too." The word felt like acid in my mouth."I only suggested a break because we keep getting disappointed. I'm tired of taking pregnancy tests and it comes back negative. And as much as I love making love, my body can't handle too much of it." I spoke in a quiet tone as I watched his facial expression go from mad to upset."That's why we could consult with a professional. So we don't have to go through this and they can tell us what's wrong." He fought against my previous words and I ranked my brain to convince him otherwise."I don't want to right now. I don't want to be with bad news back to back.Please my love let's take a break.Two months of use not worrying about conceiving. Please, that's all I ask." I damn near begged him. Hopefully, by then I can come up with a better excuse. I stood in silence as my husband thought about what I said. The gears in his mind spun. I know it's horrible for me to hide and lie about something this important. I truly felt like a horror human being, but despite who I felt, I had a valid reason. Or at least that's what I like to tell myself from time to time."One-"I gasped, Kenny-" The sight of his glare turning to me gulp as any protest I had instantly died."One month, "he continued where he left off, "And then we approached the conversation again. We will be seeing that doctor, Rita. And you willbe carrying our baby soon enough. "I nodded in agreement ."Ok." Decided the conversation was over I went to resume sweeping the floor. As I pulled my hand away from his shoulder, he latched onto my arm. I gasped as he pulled me back to his face. He had a look on his face that I knew all too well causing me to roll my eyes. Luckily, he did not see. I bent down to undo his uniform belt and glanced at the clock. He had at least thirty minutes before he had to be out the door. After I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. I began to get on my knees. Kenny shook his head as I stared at him confused."Sit on it." He told me, and seeing the confused look still on my face he spoke again. "Pull down your panties and sit on my dick.""But I thought you said-""One month, Rose. Starting tomorrow. Today, I want you to sit on my dick so I can fuck you. Do you want a one month break or not?" Resigned at my fate I did as he said by lifting up my nightgown and pulling down my panties. I glanced at his hard, glistening tool that shone with precum just as he pushed his chair back a bit. I put one leg over him and straddled his body on the chair. Once settled, I reached between us and stroked his length before sheathing it inside me.I made sure to put in him slowly so as not to experience discomfort. Although I still did seeing as I was hardly slick enough even to have sex. He didn't mind. As fully impaled myself, on his short length, Kenny let out a satisfying moan of his own. I slowly began moving up and down, settling our lovemaking pace and tone. For a while, Kenny let me take control as I fake small moan from my lips. That was, until Kenny decided what I was giving wasn't enough. He quickly took a hold of my hips to keep me still before shifting himself into a position where he could freely thrust. As he readied himself to move, I thought of myself living somewhere. On the beach, maybe with the sound of waves crashing against one another.So calming and peaceful. The complete opposite of what was happening now. I could feel every bounce of my body as Kenny thrust inside of it. Hear every grunt and curse escape my husband's lips as he sought out his pleasure. I, on the other hand, to let my mind get clouded as I dream of a new life. Once where there were no expectations of me. Where there weren't secrets, insecurities, lies, or even love. Because all these feelings have a way of tying a person down. Tying me down as if to drown me.It's been weeks since Kenny and I decided to hold off on having a baby. There hasn't been any sex between us and my body has been given a much needed -break. So far Kenny has stuck to his promise and I've been having trouble trying not to feel terrible. Not only am I anxious and stressed that he might find out the truth, but I'm so scared as to what will happen after this month is up. Maybe I'll come to the decision that I do want to have a child with Kenny. I mean what else is there for me to do?Life has continued as if we have never tried to conceive in the first place. Kenny is off to work at the police station and I regularly take on other clients. My occupation has been like my art in a way. A way for me to escape my home life as it's been less stressful. Many times I have wanted to stay at work longer to help my clients through their lives. However, I have to be the wife Kenny deserved which didn't include working late nights. I had to work hard, come home before he did to
For as long as I could remember, I had always been alone. No parents, no siblings and no family. Although I was put in a harsh system, I was one of the lucky few who did experience anything trumatic. I only wonder why I had to grow up with other children who didn't have families. Some I made friends with, others I never had a chance to. Once I hit eighteen, they left me to fund for myself. Due to high grades and scholarship opportunities, I had no choice but to go to college. At least I will have a roof over my head. I couldn't say the same for other orphans who didn't have my luck.Although I was able to build a life for myself, I struggled. As an orphan, I didn't have as much of an education as other children. When it came to college, I had to take the most basic of classes which cost money I didn't have. Not only was I suffering financially, but I was also street about keeping my scholarship, my grades were beginning to tank, and I was anxious. Then with a job I managed to get with
Without noticing, we arrived home. I unbuckled the seatbelt and followed Kenny into the house. Once inside, he placed his key on the hook beside the door and walked upstairs. I stood in the hallway for a few minutes, lost on what to do. Eventually, I gained the courage to walk upstairs into our bedroom. I heard the shower running in the bathroom. I sigh, taking off my shoes and placing them in the closet. Then I went back into the room and sat down on the bed. Waiting for him to finish.As soon as he did, he opened the door not minding his nakedness. He made his way to the closet, ignoring me completely, causing my heart to sink. I sat there patiently as I heard him shuffling around. At least, he came out still naked but with clothes in his hands. He made his way to our bed and sat down, still ignoring me. Taking this as an opportunity to apologize, I made my way behind him. Drop of water from his shower still glistened on his dark skin.I reached a hand out to touch his back softly b
"I need to borrow your car." Blinking my eyes against the sunlight and slipping in the room. Kenny's voice startled me from my peaceful sleep. I saw him move around the house swiftly, in a hurry dressed in his Police uniform. "The damn truck down now I'm running late." He explained. Sitting up, I rubbed my eyes to wake myself up. It's ok with Kenny taking my car but….."If you take my car, how will I get to work?" I asked, my voice raspy from sleep."You have to go in at about twelve right, I nodded. "Alright, I just dropped you off during my lunch break. Then I will pick you up after I get off work." It wasn't the best idea because Kenny tends to stay late at his job. But I didn't feel like arguing today and I was still extremely tired.I had a long day yesterday, looking over my patients files, cleaning the house, and trying to keep my thoughts occupied. It has been a few days since the incident at the restaurant-well, it was hardly an incident. Still it had been a while. Kenny and
He was late.He was late, storm clouds began to roll in, I was hungry, and I had a migraine_ four bad combinations of a woman who's having a rough day. I'm not sure what I expected, but it wasn't this. I had to find shelter seeing as my building closed about an hour ago. I had called Kenny about a million times to which I received no answer. I called Rick and his phone went straight to voicemail. Lastly, I restored to calling a cab and an Uber and both were unavailable. How shitty is my luck.I stayed at my work as long as I possibly could, but all the workers had to leave at some point and lock it. And it seems nobody lived where I did or had no car. And if they did, no one wanted a chance of getting stuck since there was a storm underway. Again, how shitty is my luck? I couldn't stand out on the curb all night and get caught in a rainstorm so I decided to try and find shelter. Still mindful of the fact that I'm wearing heels due to my feet aching. I was honestly scared to be out alo
It's been at least two hours and the storm showed no sign of stopping. Nick and I were casually drinking coffee, but we had moved a table in front of the fireplace. We now sat across from each other playing a card game. "Uno Out!" I dance a little in my seat after slapping down my last card. Nick sucked his teeth and put his card down. I had to say, he was horrible at the game. I had won five times in a row and my ego was rising with each win. Nonetheless, Nick held a smile on his face as he watched me shimmy in excitement."What is with you saying Uno out when winning?" He asked with a chuckle. "You just say Uno when you have your last card.""No no no, Mister! It's Uno and then it's Uno out so your opponent feels even more defeated." I told him, grinning."Well, consider me beat," We laughed and it felt good. I hadn't had this much fun in a long time. Not with friends or my husband, yet I was enjoying the company of a stranger. We had talked to one another for a while about the cr
Nicolaus.Water pelting down my body from the shower I was under. My hips stuttered as my left hand gripped my Cock firmly. While my right lay flat on the wall to hold me steady as I pumped myself continuously. The image of the magnificent woman named. Rose caused my body to shudder in pleasure. Her curved, but lithe figure and smooth, brown skin. The light of her slender brown eyes and her irresistible smile beamed with radiance. Her beautiful dreadlocks that I wanted to grip in my hands as I missed her luscious lips. The memory of her seeped into my brain.The way my heart thumped loudly inside my chest when I saw her. The electricity I felt when our eyes connected at the restaurant. The lilting sound of her voice when she spoke the first time. I was mad at myself for days, for not asking for the woman's name. I couldn't believe I was feeling this way towards a stranger. A pretty stranger.Then somehow I saw her again, banging on the door. To say I was shocked would be understatemen
I had five days.Five days until Kenny and I went to see a fertility specialist. I had heard Kenny scheduled an appointment a week ago. To say I was freaking out was an understatement. The thought of going to the appointment had my heart racing. Then my racing heart would trigger small panic attacks. Luckily, most occurred when Kenny wasn't home. They mainly happened when I had nothing to do except listen to my thoughts. I hardly slept and ate less than I usually did out of anxiety. I was trying to remain calm and happy on the outside. But inside of me, I felt uneasy and, albeit, guilty.I spent most of my thoughts thinking about having a child with Kenny. Whether he would find out about my secret stash of plan B pills, or he would find out I cheated by kissing a stranger. He would only know if he suspected something or found the note Nicholas had given me. The note I carried with me, everywhere. As foolish as it sounds, I had nowhere else to put it. I wanted to call him, but at the s