Drip for you #2

“Muna. Muna come out and eat” my mom's faint voice called from the living room. I stirred, groaned and rolled over on the bed, the realization hitting me all at once. I was still wrapped in Leo’s grey duvet, still naked underneath, the fabric was soft against my skin and still heavy with his scent

My stomach twisted as I remembered once again what he had walked in on earlier

With sleepy eyes I reached around the bed for my phone, feeling for it blindly because I knew it had to be somewhere close. Nothing under the pillow, nothing beside me. I leaned over the edge, looked down at the floor, and there it was, screen dark.

I stretched my arm down, grabbed it, and tapped the screen awake. 7:42 pm. I had slept for close to two hours, lost in that heavy, guilty haze after running home

I sighed long and deep, sat up slowly and dropped my feet to the cool floor. I forgot to take the bum shorts and singlet I had worn to his house earlier… they were still in his bedroom floor along with my panties

“What have I really done?” I whispered to the empty room.

I felt sticky between my thighs from all the… I gave myself a mental knock to forget all that dream. Hopefully it was a dream which I would wake up from

I needed a bath before dinner. I stood up, let the duvet slide off my body and walked naked across the room to my wardrobe. I pulled out a long simple black shirt-gown. I carried it to the bathroom

Hot water rushed out fast. I stepped under the spray and let it hit my face first, then my shoulders, my breasts and my belly. As I soaped my whole body, my hands moved lower, between my thighs… although I was tempted to finish up what I started earlier, but I wouldn't dare do it… not after being caught. I have no idea what my fate was

After some minutes I turned off the tap, dried myself with a towel, and slipped into the long t-shirt that reached my knees.

I took one long breath, opened my room door and stepped out into the hallway.

Voices drifted from the dining area, not just my mom’s. Someone else was there. My heart jumped hard. Was it Leo?

Quietly, I walked out the small hall way into the living room and there in our tiny dining area was Leo. He sat facing my direction while mom's back was to me. She was spooning scoping rice into plates

I started to turn around just as quietly as I came so that I came slip back to my room since they hadn’t noticed me yet, or so I thought

“Muna” Leo said my name. His voice was low and steady, cutting through the air like a command. I stilled instantly, feet rooted to the spot.

Maybe it was just me, but there was something about the way he calls my name… it gets me thinking of his tongue on my clit, licking slow circles and tasting me like he owned me. Heat bloomed low in my belly again and I was tempted to squeeze my thighs

“Where are you going to? Dinner is served” he added, calm as if nothing had happened earlier

Mom’s head turned, she narrowed her eyes at me, that sharp look she gives when she sensed something is off.

My mind flooded with questions.

What was that look for? Has Leo already told her? Had he described walking into his room and finding me naked on his bed… with my legs wide, fingers deep inside myself, moaning his name over and over? Was he here to ask her why her daughter did something like that right under her nose? So many thoughts crashed through my head again and I felt dizzy all of a sudden

“Were you planning to sneak back to your room without even greeting?” Mom asked in a pointed tone

I took a deep, shaky breath, forced my legs to move, and started walking slowly toward the table “Hey Mom,” I said in a very low, shaky tone. Without looking at Leo I added, “Good evening Uncle Leo”

He chuckled softly, and from the corner of my eye I saw him shake his head a little, like he found my greeting funny

Mom looked surprised though “You have never addressed him as Uncle Leo before Muna. What’s with the formality tonight?”

She was right. I have never called him uncle before. Even when she warned me many times to show respect, and address him properly… But it never came naturally to me to address him formally. He never felt like an uncle to me

“I… I don’t feel too well. I’d just go back to my room” I said slowly, hoping they would let me escape

But before I could turn away Leo was already on his feet. He pulled out the chair beside him and gestured with his eyes for me to sit, no words, just that dark steady look

I didn’t move right away. The look in his eyes changed and grew darker, more intense. He repeated the gesture, this time nodding his head once, firm and clear. I sat down, legs trembling under the table

He smiled small and took his seat again “When you don’t feel well, you shouldn’t sleep on an empty stomach. It only worsens the situation. Come on, eat”

I swallowed hard and managed to look in his direction. His full attention and eyes were locked on me… speaking without words, and telling me to do as he asked

This was really the worst kind feeling ever. He gave nothing away, no hint of anger or disgust or desire, so I had no idea what to think, or what he is thinking

I reached for the glass of water on the table. My hand was visibly shaking as I brought it to my mouth, water sloshing a little. I drank slowly, trying to steady myself

“Why are you so quiet and… weird tonight?” Mom asked, watching me closely while she served more food onto my plate

“Nothing. I don’t just feel well” I answered, keeping my voice small

“Don’t you have an appetite?” she asked again

I shook my head no

“Then don’t force it. I will be going to the hospital by 10 for my night shift tonight. Do you want to come with me? We can get you checked there” Mom said, concern creeping into her tone

Nothing was wrong with me physically. I just wanted to escape the man sitting beside me, the one boring holes into my skull with his eyes, the one who had seen me at my most vulnerable “I will be fine after resting. I don’t need to go to the hospital” I said quickly

“Okay” Mom nodded almost dismissively and faced her food

I sat upright, gathered a little courage “Can I go to my room?” I asked. I didn't need to ask that. Normally if I don't have an appetite, I just skip meals. But the thing is I'm not even sure who the question was really for, Mom or him

Mom started to nod her head, lips parting to say yes, but Leo spoke instead.

He gave me a pointed look, “You can’t go to your room now. You need to eat because you will need it… especially tonight” he said, sitting straight, voice calm but heavy with something I couldn’t name. “You are not well so eat”