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DZTech:Getting an editor may have been a condition if I had wanted to write for financial purposes or publish a novel or something, but I do this for relaxation and pleasure in my spare time with no financial incentives involved. Everyone has his/her own style of writing. I've been writing stories like this one for more than ten years, and so far it has worked for me. It may not work for everybody and I'm not trying to be a James Hadley Chase or a Jefferey Archer. |
“You still can’t reach the nurse?!” Chief was almost at his wits’ end. “I’ve been trying to call her but her phone’s off.” “What stunt is she trying to play here?!!! The meeting holds in three hours! If she doesn’t show up, you’re both screwed. I’m screwed!!” He pointed at him angrily. “Go and look for her, even if it means dragging her by the hair to this review.” “Y-yes sir.” He tried dialing her number again, and still got the “You’ve reached Avery. Please leave a detailed voice message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can. Byeee!!!” message followed by the sweet, infectious laugh. Avery, where the hell are you? “Hello listeners, welcome to today’s show…” If she doesn’t turn up, we are both screwed… “My name is Athena and I’ll be sitting in today for the regular host…” [You’ve reached Avery. Please leave a detailed voice message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can. Byeee!!!] “On the show today, we have…” Where the hell are you Avery?!! ----------- “That will be 7.65.” Richard handed his card over and the cashier rang it up. “Do you need your receipt?” He shook his head. “No.” “Have a great day.” Richard picked up the pack of cigarettes and lighter from the counter. He headed out the convenience store and pulled one to his lips. He hadn’t smoked since he was in medical school. The stress was getting too much. It had been more than an hour since he had been trying to call Avery. He began to dread her words – to trust her, everything will come to pass. He hoped she hadn’t done anything rash. He walked back to the hospital and to his office. he would give it another thirty minutes and try her again. Maybe her phone died while she was on the train…or she lost her phone on the way here…several scenarios kept playing in his mind. He walked out of the elevator and headed down the hallway to his office. “Dr. Richard!!” he heard the booming voice of his Chief at the end of the hallway. He turned to see him striding towards him. “Chief, I-” “Where the hell did you go?” “I’ve been trying to get a hold of the nurse-” A heavy hand landed on his shoulder. “You sly, sly dog. Why didn’t you tell me?” “Tell you about what sir?” Richard asked. For the first time he noticed a small smile on his chief’s face. “About your divorce!!! Why didn’t you tell me? We could have avoided all this nonsense.” “M-my divorce?” “If you are legally divorced, that means you aren’t married right?” “Yes…sir?” “So what is the point of having you both face the ethics panel? Although it’s quite unorthodox, there’s nothing that states a doctor cannot date one of his nurses, so long as it doesn’t affect their duties at work. You should have told me about it son.” “B…but how did you know I was divorced?” “You don’t know?” Chief smiled. ------------------------- **thirty minutes earlier** “Wow!! That’s a very inspiring story! The institution of marriage should remain holy for both husband and wife.” “It’s true, but every now and then married couples do have their differences that need to be addressed. Sometimes they become enemies, and if things aren’t done to fix that, things can get damaged beyond repair.” “What about you, Ms. Athena?” “What about me?” “You’re new in marriage to a very handsome surgeon. Things should definitely be good for you in your marriage.” Athena paused for a very long time. “I…I’m divorced.” “WHAT!!!!!” “Oh my God, I’m so sorry Ms. Athena. I’m so rude…I never realized-” “No, it’s okay. You did not do anything wrong. This is actually the first time I’ll be going public with my divorce. My husband and I divorced almost a year ago…I didn’t mean to surprise any of you…but I feel it will be wrong if I lie about having a rosy marriage and deceive all the listeners. Marriage is not necessarily a bed of roses. You don’t know what couples endure behind all the smiles…” -------------------------------------- “Since everyone knows you’re divorced, there’s no need to meet up with the panel. The meeting’s been cancelled.” “I…I need to make a phone call sir.” “Sure.” ---------------------------------- She picked up after the second ring. “Hello?” “Athena, what the hell is going on?!!” “What do you mean?” “Why did you disclose our divorce on air?” “Aren’t we divorced? What’s the point keeping it a secret since it’s been destroying us these past months?” she snapped. Silence. “Does your dad know?” “I called him after the show ended.” “Is he…okay?” “There’s really nothing he can do about it…besides he said he had already known we were divorced…” “What?!!!” “…and he was just waiting for us to tell him ourselves.” “How did he…” “Look I gotta go now Richard. We will talk about it when we get home.” “Alrite. Er, are you sure you’re okay Athena?” Another long pause of silence. “Hello?” “...If only you had been this supportive of me before we decided to divorce…” She ended the call and tossed the phone on her desk. |
The gentle ping of the alarm woke Richard up. His eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the low light, finally coming to focus on the ceiling above. As his brain began to boot, the events of the day before slowly began to return. He remembered in it culminating with him and Athena almost tearing each other apart, as well as their reminiscing long into the night afterwards. He also remembered her asking him to sleep in her room, and right now he lay in the bed they hadn't occupied together since way before the divorce with his arm wrapped around her bare shoulder. Athena had her head resting gently on his chest, her arm flung across his abdomen as she still slept off the events of the night before. She slowly opened her eyes and gazed sleepily at him. “Did you sleep well?” she asked as she rolled off him and sat up. Richard thought of readjusting her camisole to cover more of her boobs spilling out, but she beat him to it. “Yes I did. How about you?” “I slept as well as I could…” About thirty minutes later, he watched her out of the corner of his eyes as they dressed up for work. It felt quite strange doing what they used to do when they were married – she walked over to him wearing only her bra and matching panties and did his tie – and she turned for him to help her pull the zip up her dress and hook her chain. He donned his jacket and they both walked out of the condo and to the elevators. “Have a great day Richard,” Athena said over her shoulder as she walked to her car. “You too.” He watched for a moment as she drove away before heading to the train station. ----------------------------------------------- “It looks pretty good, but reduce the conjunctions to make the conveyed message more direct,” Athena stated. “Ok…thanks,” the blonde haired girl said and took the sheets of paper out of her outstretched hand. Athena turned back to her workstation. “Oh, have you heard?” the girl piqued. “Heard what?” “The higher-ups want to expand on the sexual harassment case of the clinic.” Athena’s heart started to beat rapidly. “Wha-what’s the point of blowing it up?” The girl smiled. She lowered herself to whisper closely. “I heard it is related to a serious underground drug ring…and you know the boss has a major play in bringing down such things.” “S-so what then does he want to do?” “Give the victims faces. It will make it more relatable to viewers and the public.” “I t-thought we had agreed to keep the story private for the individuals involved?” “Yes, but that’s the boss’s take. I think it’s a great idea.” Several minutes later Athena staggered out the back door and headed to the side of the building. She lit a cigarette with trembling fingers and filled her lungs. Her thoughts were all over the place. It had finally come to this. She could see the end of the road as her career as a top journalist. Or would it just be better to resign? Or maybe, end- “Ms. Chambers, there you are!! I’ve been looking all over the place for you!” Athena looked up to see Weatherman heading her way. “What is it, Mr. Weatherman?” “What are you doing here? The broadcasting team is looking for you!” “Why?” “Have you forgotten you agreed to do that show?” “Wait, that’s today?!” “Yes it is. We need to head over asap.” “I’m so sorry…my head has been in quite a mess lately and it totally slipped my mind.” “That’s okay. We can still make it. We have enough time.” Athena dropped her cigarette and stamped it out. Time for work. She put her game face on. “Okay boss, let’s go.” |
DZTech:First of all, I appreciate your criticism. Now let me address your concerns. why is your male character a cheat who doesn't seem to even know he's cheating on his gf? And why is he such a wimp with his ex wife? Before i decide to write any story, I take the time to build each character and the arc said character would take. MC is in a situation where he and his wife still love each other, but has feelings for another woman at the same time. the divorce and circumstances after then made them realize they still needed each other. no man in his right mind will take all this crap after his divorce; especially not from an abusive woman. I don't know where in the story you got this observation from. What's your definition of Abusive woman? If you can point it out, please show me. you need to edit this story, in order to make it more believable- Please refer to the first response i gave. Love triangles do exist. I can give you several examples off the top of my head where divorced couples still see each other even when either one of them is in another relationship. too many leaps and unwarranted conclusions, by people who don't have enough info to go on. I have no freaking clue what you mean. I know there are a few minor characters in the story (Deputy director and his married girlfriend, for example), but i put them there as "minor characters" and I dont need to expand on them further. |
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Another long moment of silence as he contemplated what to say. “Does that mean you never felt good whenever we had sex before then?” “Most of the time it was just me forcing myself to comply,” she replied solemnly. “So why didn’t you tell me? If it was bothering you that much, you could have told me, and we would have found a way for it to be better.” Her body tingled from the thought. “Talking about sex is embarrassing,” she murmured. She slid off the couch and lowered herself to the floor beside him. She snuggled up close and rested her head on his shoulder. “By the way, do you remember you called me “my love” earlier?” Athena flinched. “When?” she asked. Richard smiled. “When we were doing it. By the door.” “No way! I would never say that. Stop lying!!!” Athena exclaimed. Her face had gone ten shades of red darker in her embarrassment. “I’m not,” Richard chuckled, “you said it with so much passion, you made me cum instantly.” “Shut up!” Athena replied and punched him in the shoulder, “Stop saying that! I did nothing of the sort.” Richard held her punching hand and pulled her into him. “You did Athena. I wouldn’t lie to you…and it’s not the first time, so you know. The other night too-” “Richard!!! Stop running your mouth!!” she whined. She slid over his thighs and straddled him. Her arms wrapped around his neck and his hands instinctively held her waist as she pressed her body into him, her blazing eyes peering into his intently. He tried to keep his gaze level with hers instead of on the bulge of her breasts pressed into his chest mere inches from his face. “I’m just being honest baby,” he replied. They stared at each other, trying to read what was in each other’s mind. His hands caressed the smooth skin that was her waist and hips, “Who knows what could’ve been if we were just more honest with each other, maybe you wouldn’t have gone to that quack’s clinic for treatment…” “And maybe you wouldn’t have been such a cheating, annoying prick,” she replied with a frown. Her wild hair fell over her angry face, and Richard reached up and caressed it back over her head, gently caressing her bare shoulder in the process. Athena felt the gentle throb of his hardness poking against her crotch and the warm fuzz glowed in her belly again. Her forehead pressed to his; she started planting his lips with quick, wet kisses, and his hands slid up her sides and under her camisole to rub her back. “I hate you so much,” she mumbled against his lips. She moaned into his mouth as his hands gently squeezed her breasts through her camisole…he lay on the carpet and pulled her down with him, and she continued to hungrily devour his mouth as his eager hands roamed her body. After an extensive time of making out, she rolled off his body and lay beside him. “Hold me tight Richard,” she whispered. He pulled her into his arms and Athena snuggled in his embrace. They held each other like that for the rest of the night. Several miles away on the outskirts of the city, a love-struck girl held onto her large teddy bear as she thought about the man who had stolen her heart. |
Much, much later, after they had recovered from their very aggressive exertions, they showered and retreated to the dimly lit living room. Athena lay on the sofa, and Richard sat on the rug, his back resting against it. A bottle of aged imperial scotch stood on the center table and each had a glass of the stuff in hand. They both stared off in space lost in thought as they drank in silence. “How did we get to this point?” Athena asked with a sigh, breaking the heavy silence between them, “not too long ago, I was the lucky girl, married to a handsome doctor, a great career, living a blissful life…” “…and I was the doctor with a beautiful news anchor for a wife whom everyone was jealous of…but now, a broken marriage and a job I might lose any second…” A few moments of silence passed. “So why exactly did we get divorced?” Athena asked. “Well, for starters, we fought every time,” Richard replied after a few moments. “Yeah, we always argued over the tiniest of things, both of us too stubborn to admit our faults,” Athena replied. Another round of silence. “The issues with your nurse girlfriend…” Richard turned. “What about her?” he asked warily. “What are you going to do about it?” “I don’t know.” he replied. He took another sip of his drink. “You know, I’m such a dickwad, having sex with you behind her back…” Athena’s eyes narrowed. “You do have a point…having sex with your ex-wife is quite a dikc move,” she replied sarcastically and brought her glass to her lips. “Hey, you know it wasn’t totally my fault!!” Richard tried to defend himself, “I thought if I didn’t take care of you, you’ll eventually get hurt or something.” “I know…and I’m very grateful for that.” Her arm dangled off the side and brushed over his shoulder; Richard took her hand in his. She didn’t attempt to pull it away. “Why did you hate having sex with me when we were married?” Richard asked after a few moments. “Because I didn’t realize that your body could eventually soothe my soul,” she said and sat up. She reached for the bottle of liquor on the side table and Richard stared briefly at her thong-clad derriere. “Is that why were you so against it?” Athena poured the scotch over the remaining ice in her glass and sat back down with a soft exhale. “Yes…” she replied, her eyes cast away, “every time we had sex, I never enjoyed it, and you weren’t exactly patient and gentle…except…” She sighed again. “Stuff like this is hard to say!” she groaned. “…but you’re saying it. We are already at this point, so you can as well let it all out.” “Alright,” she replied, a hint of frustration in her voice, “the last time we had sex…” “You mean earlier-” “Not earlier dummy, let me finish,” she retorted, “I mean the time when we filed for divorce…” “Ah…I believed that was the last time we would have sex as a couple…I don’t know what got over me, maybe the emotional stress of it all-” “…I really enjoyed it that day.” Richard’s eyes widened. “What? Enjoyed? You were pissed beyond belief afterwards, if I remember correctly...” “Of course I would be pissed after what you did to me…but still, the way you handled me…it was the first time I would ever feel satisfied…feel fulfilled. That was the first time I would feel good having sex with you.” Richard stared at her. “Athena…I never knew you had that tendency.” “Tendency of what?” “Of being a masochist.” “What the hell!!” she growled in anger, “how could I possibly be a masochist?!!” “I was quite rough with you that night, yet you said you felt good!” Athena thought about it for a while. “Y’know, that night, I was hesitant and didn’t know whether to push you away and leave, but just like you, I felt it was going to be the last time, so I though Bleep it, let’s get it over with.” She gave him an angry side glance. “…but as you pummeled the soul out of me, a sudden wave of pleasure I had never felt just…took over my body. Till today I don’t know why it turned out like that…” She caught the look on Richard’s face. “Why are you staring at me like that?!!” she demanded. Richard quickly averted his gaze. “S-sorry, I didn’t mean to.” |
“Why the hell didn’t you tell me all this earlier?” Athena screamed at him. “Would you have believed me if I had?” Richard asked over his shoulder. The elevator doors opened and they both stepped inside. “How do you know I wouldn’t believe you?” she replied. Richard stared at her. “A girl I met in a lounge coincidentally turns out to one of the new nurses where I work. would you have believed that?” He pushed the button to their floor. The doors closed and the elevator moved upwards. “This has always been your problem,” Athena replied, her arms crossed over her ample chest, her face a mask of anger and disappointment. “You never talk about your problems, and then blame me for everything afterwards when I don’t understand.” “You never took my words seriously-” “If you don’t talk, how do you expect me to know what’s on your mind? I’m not psychic.” She glared at him. “You think I don’t know that every time I didn’t let you touch me, you go to the bathroom to jerk-off under the shower?” “Wha-?! W-why are you bringing that up?” Richard stammered in embarrassment. “…and afterwards you act like a sad puppy whose bone had been taken away for the next few days.” “Can’t you think of it as me being considerate since you never wanted to have sex with your husband?” “Considerate my pretty arse!” she spat out, “you only think about your needs.” The elevator reached their floor and they walked down the hallway to their condo. “What else did you want me to do then?!” Richard was beginning to get angry himself. “You should have begged me more sincerely, and not give up at the slightest resistance!!” He pressed the keypad. “We were married Athena!! Did I have to beg for it every time I wanted to have sex with my wife?” “Shut up! You should have!! And stop yelling! Any of the neighbors might hear us!” “What did I do that I had to beg to have sex with you?” “Ugh!!! I don’t know!!” she bellowed and pushed past him. She stormed into the apartment and into the living room. Richard shut the door and flicked on the light switch; Athena stopped in the middle of the apartment and glared at him over her shoulder. They both cast angry looks at each other, neither wanting to back down from the fight. At that moment something snapped in Athena’s brain. Her peripheral vision blurred and a red mist appeared before her eyes. Richard saw the change in her face. They both stormed towards each other, the distance between them reducing until they met. They practically attacked each other, his arms wrapped tightly around her body and hugged her close. Her firm breasts pressed against his chest and they devoured each other's lips, their tongues twirling and dancing almost frantically in their mouths.
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“Things are more serious than we initially thought,” Richard said. They were standing in the hallway leading to the patient wards. Richard had mostly kept to himself all day, avoiding everyone until he had the chance to speak to Avery. Looking back to yesterday, he began to realize he hadn’t really thought it through – or given any thought at all – before agreeing to Avery’s suggestion. Now having been put through the grinder in humiliation with his Chief, he had no idea what he was going to say in front of the ethics panel which was fast approaching. After his shift for the day, he decided to seek her out. He sent her a message to meet him at their spot near the loading bay. The wind outside was chilly, as if sensing the situation they were both in. “So what are we going to do?” Avery asked, “I don’t want this to affect you in any way.” “I’m not the only person in this mess…besides I dragged you into this.” Richard replied. “But your job as a doctor is more important-” “You cannot be the only person to be fired Avery! I can’t let you take the blame alone.” He ran his hand over his head and sighed in frustration. “The only way is for me to reveal that I’m divorced. That’s what will save us. Though a doctor dating one of his nurses may seem unorthodox, there’s really no rule to it so long as the relationship doesn’t affect work…” “You can’t do that!” Avery riposted, “you can’t go against your medical ethics…” “But I cant let you take the blame. You’re still young and just started your career.” “I’ll be alright…even if I lose my job, I can always go back to my waitressing or the lounge while I look for something else…” "The lounge? Are you insane?" "Yes. It's not like I will offer other kinds of services like the other girls..." Richard sighed dejectedly. “I’m sorry for getting you into this Avery…” “Everything will come to pass,” she reminded him with a smile. She looked up at him with her large, bright bespectacled gaze, “so long as you’ll be there with me when everything settles.” Richard felt warmth in his heart. Why won’t he love the little thing? “Avery, I-” “Richard!!!” someone called. They turned, and Richard’s heart flew into his mouth when they saw Athena standing not quite ten feet away. “Athena? What…what are you doing here?” Richard stammered. How did she find them? The look on her face showed something was wrong. “Athena what’s wrong? Are you alright?” he asked. He noticed she was staring ahead of him, and followed her gaze back to Avery. “Um…good evening,” Avery greeted. He looked back between the two ladies in his heart. Athena’s intense gaze finally broke Avery. “Dr. Richard, I’ll be leaving now.” “Avery wait, we haven’t…” but she had already turned and started walking in the opposite direction. He watched her disappear around the corner and turned in slight anger to Athena. “Athena, what’s going on?” he asked impatiently. She glared at him for a second, and without another word started heading back the way she had appeared from. Richard stood for a moment, thinking if he should follow Athena or go after Avery. Something about Athena’s disposition made it seem there was more to her sudden appearance. She wouldn’t just seek him out if it wasn’t important. Avery can wait, he eventually decided. He hurried after Athena who had walked to the parking lot. “Get into the car,” she growled as they approached where she parked. “Get in?” but she had walked to the passenger side and got in, focusing her gaze ahead. Richard got in behind the steering wheel and pulled the car out into traffic. ----------------------------- “Aren’t you being a bit paranoid?” Richard asked. Athena had explained everything that happened at the station earlier in the day. “Even if the medical cases are revealed, it shouldn’t affect you. Even if they do, they may not reveal the names-” “It’s not that simple,” she remarked, remembering the snide looks the blonde reporter had given her during the meeting, “if people at work find out I’m one of the victims…who’s gonna want a mentally washed out, sexually assaulted reporter in their network? My career in the media is ruined!” She held her head in her hands. “Why should I have to go through all this!!” “Stop worrying about things that haven’t happened yet!” Richard replied. Athena glared at him. “Stop with all your useless remarks! My career is screwed!” Richard suddenly hit the brakes. Athena felt herself being propelled forward; the only thing that kept her from hitting her head against the dashboard was the seatbelt she had on. “What the heck!” she yelled. “Why did you hit the brakes like that?!!” Richard pulled the car over to the side. “I’m…also screwed.” “What?!! What the hell do you mean you’re screwed? How?” |
Chief tried to contain his growing consternation as he listened to Richard. His face had gone red and his eyes narrowed behind his glasses. “I think I’m going to have an aneurism,” he managed to growl through clenched teeth, “are you telling me this…nonsense is what you could come up with? You want to tell the committee it was a one-sided sexual harassment by the nurse?” “Y-yes?” Chief groaned. “My head is going to explode! Do you think people will believe that rubbish?” “B-but, I didn’t do anything-” “A married doctor and a young nurse are accused of having an affair, and only the nurse is reprimanded? What do you think will happen?!” He tried to control his temper. “Most young doctors can never make it on their own…they have to build their careers in hospitals like this one. Do you think you will survive out there?” Richard heard the veiled threat. “But sir, like I said, Nurse Avery has decided to take the blame-” “It will not work; you empty headed slowpoke!” Chief shouted, “the nurses will revolt! Your future is ruined!” Richard walked dejectedly back to his office after the meeting. He realized he was in more trouble than he thought. -------------------------------------- Almost at the same time, a meeting of the top executives was going on at the TV network. “Why are we still covering this kind of boring news?” the director of the News department demanded to know, waving a sheet of printed paper in his hand. “I believe the other company is just buying more airtime to keep it in the media-” the deputy director offered. The department head turned to Athena. “…and Athena, before I forget, make sure you get the political department’s director’s approval before you cover the news on the summit meeting, okay?” “Yes sir.” “Covering the facts before reporting is the key to conveying news. Now, the case of the psychiatric clinic…” Athena visibly flinched. “You two are in charge of the interviews right?” she heard the director address the deputy director and the blonde-haired girl. “Yes,” the deputy director replied, “there was a preview on the news last night-” “Yeah, I saw that…” “...and we plan to cover it again next week during the “Finding the Truth” show.” “What information have you gotten so far?” “The case is explosive. It’s a thing of pure sexual harassment, but as we dig further, there are ties to illegal drug trading being uncovered.” “Really?” the director exclaimed, “it’s even bigger than we thought. do you think we should allocate more resources to it?” “We already have two victims’ statements on tape. There’s the evidence from the crime scene as well, which should cover about twenty minutes of showtime…” “Twenty minutes is not enough,” director stated, “with a case as big as this, we need more than an hour.” “Don’t worry about it sir,” the girl spoke out for the first time, “we have received the medical cases from the clinic as part of some new evidence.” Athena jerked in surprise. Her eyes met the girl’s, who was smiling back at her evilly. “By picking out a few of the victims to showcase, we can increase the time extensively.” “Okay, make it happen,” the director said and packed up his notes. Athena’s mind was in a turmoil. The look the girl gave her sent chills down her spine. Why was this happening? |
“The meeting with the Vice President of the Klaxton Pharmaceuticals will be held tomorrow at noon,” one of the men said, peering into the tablet in his hand. “Do we have the right figures we need for this meeting? I don’t want us to go in unprepared.” “Sure,” the second man in the other chair stated, “I’ve sent it to your email.” “Good. We should be able to convince them to sell more of their shareholder’s stock to us-” There was a loud commotion outside. “You can’t go in Madam!! There’s an important meeting-” The door burst open and they all turned to see the fiery-haired intruder stormed into the room, followed by the red faced secretary. “How dare you?!!!” she screamed. “I-I tried to-” the secretary stammered. “That’s okay,” Ben replied. He turned to the two stunned men he was talking to earlier. “That will be all gentlemen,” he said quietly. The two men bowed and took their leave. “Who the hell do you think you are going behind my back and interfering in my business?!!” Ben pulled a gold-plated cigarette case from his pocket. “Just as always…taking care of the mess you made of yourself.” He inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with nicotine. “What mess did I make?” Eliza towered over him. Ben sighed. He stood up and walked around his desk until he was looking down at her angry face. “I think you’re walking on a tight rope these days,” he replied and exhaled into her face. Eliza started coughing. “What **cough** d-did I **cough, cough** do? It’s none of your business!!” She swung a slap into his face. Ben gripped her wrist tightly before her hand could hit his face. “Let go of me!” she exclaimed. “I want you to stop worrying yourself about things like that,” he stated gently, “It’s not worth it.” “Are you saying I’m not capable of handling my own business?” she asked angrily. Ben gripped her shoulders. “Things aren’t as simple as you think they are,” he responded, “I’m just protecting you from being hurt.” “What do you mean?” “The information you seek…it has illegal actions involved. You don’t want to get involved, trust me.” “What are you talking about?” “Don’t worry, I already took care of everything.” “Who gives you the right to mess with my business?” she shouted. Ben took another drag. “We are the same person, if you look closely,” he said, “we get very angry if we don’t get things we really want, right?” “What the hell are you talking about? We aren’t in anyway the same kind of person.” “Yes we are,” he replied, “and right now, I’m very angry…and what makes me even more furious, is the person I want, the person who wants me, is so obsessed over another to the point where she’ll go to any lengths to destroy others to get what she wants.” “What do you mean? Who said I wanted you?” “You did!” “When?!!” “The other at the club? You’ve forgotten already?” Eliza tried to remember. “You mean the day you were fucking me like a stallion from behind? Do you think I was serious?” She turned around and started heading towards the door. “Ugh!!! You’re always trying to mess with my head. Of all the men I would want to get back with, you’re at the bottom of the li-” She felt him grab her from behind and hold her tight in his bear embrace. “What the hell are you doing? Let go of me!” she exclaimed in alarm.
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“Hello Athena,” he replied. Honey? He walked up to her as she turned back and stared wistfully at the portrait. “What are you doing?” “Oh, nothing…just looking at our wedding photo,” she replied with a sigh. She pointed to a spot on the picture. “Do you remember that?” “What’s that?” “Don’t you see its red?” Richard peered closer. “Ah, yes it is.” “D'you remember why it was like that?” “Yes, I remember. Wasn’t it cold that day we took the picture?” “Yes it was,” Athena smiled, recollecting the moment, “it was freezing cold. You got me some heating pads and placed them right on my boobs. That’s why they were so red.” She turned around and brushed past him to the kitchen. “Have you had dinner?” “Yeah, I ate at the cafeteria before I left the hospital.” “Hmnn, is that so?” “Yeah. Have you eaten?” She rummaged around. “I didn’t have much of an appetite earlier so I was just going to skip dinner, but now that you’re here, I feel a little bit hungry.” “You could have called me; I would have gotten something for you on my way home.” Athena opened the fridge and brought out a pack of spring rolls which she proceeded to heat up in the microwave. “Don’t you think we aren’t close enough for that?” ----------------------------------------------- Richard walked into his room and began to climb out of his clothes. She seemed to have recovered a bit from the trauma of yesterday. She was indeed a strong woman – no other person would have been able to recover as much as she had after enduring what she did. He noticed something on the collar of his shirt and peering closely, saw that it was a lipstick stain. Avery’s lipstick. His heart lurched. Had Athena seen it? He wasn’t sure. If she had, she gave no inclination to it. But why was he worried? He wasn’t cheating on anyone. They weren’t married. He dumped the shirt and the rest of the clothes into the laundry basket and wore a simple t-shirt and pajama bottoms. He padded himself to the living room where Athena sat on the sofa, nibbling on her snack. “What are you watching?” he asked. “Nothing. Just skimming through the channels,” she replied. She stopped at the entertainment channel. “Do you watch this gossip station too?” Athena smirked. “It’s not gossip. This station also counts as news, even though it’s entertainment…” Her countenance froze and a wide look of horror froze her face. Her gaze was on the TV and Richard turned to see what she saw. DOING HYPNOTHERAPY ON PATIENTS? A blurred image of a lady lying in a doctor’s office with the caption appeared on the screen. PERFORMING SEXUAL HARRASSMENT IN THE NAME OF CONSULTATION? Another blurred image of a close-up shot of the lady’s shirt with a man’s hand on her thigh, and a small cry escaped Athena’s lips. Her hands went to her mouth and her body started trembling. Richard sat beside her and wrapped his arms around her. She clutched at him as she stared wide-eyed at the TV screen. Post-traumatic stress, Richard immediately diagnosed. “Don’t worry, everything will be fine,” he soothed, “you’ve been fine all this time. Don’t worry about it, okay? Athena gripped him tightly. “R-R-Richard, w-w-w-ill I b-b-be okay?” she trembled. A video of the battered, swollen-faced therapist being led out in handcuffs by two of the detectives played on the TV while the commentator droned on about medical ethics. “Of…of course…you'll be fine..." He wasn't too sure. Had too much damage been done already? "Of course.” |
An hour and two equally intense rounds later, Richard stood dressed. He finished buttoning his shirt up and stared down at Avery who still lay on the hotel bed in one of the several matching bra and panties sets they had purchased. “Are you not going to get dressed?” he asked and eyed her lovely curves. “No, I’ll sleep here tonight,” she yawned and settled back into the plush sheets. She turned on her side and gave him a seductive look, “I’ve never stayed in a luxurious hotel like this before. Besides, It’s my day off tomorrow, so I want to soak in the luxury.” She turned again and reclined on her arms. “I’m going to enjoy the service and a very luxurious bath.” “I don’t feel like leaving you here alone,” Richard stated. Avery rolled off the bed and walked up to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and reached up to give him a kiss. Richards arms instinctively wrapped around her and hugged her to him. “It’s okay…I know you’ve been so busy of late, and with all the drama going on, you still made time out of it all for me. I appreciate that.” She gave him another deep, long and passionate kiss before pushing him to the door. “C’mon, you should be on your way home. your wife awaits you.” Richard stood outside the door. “Are you sure you’ll be okay?” “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine,” she smiled. “I’ll see you at the hospital.” The door closed slowly and shut in his face. Richard stood there for a few moments before turning around and heading down the hallway, totally unaware of her change in countenance as she slid to the floor on the other side of the door and burst into uncontrollable sobs. ----------------------------------------------------------- A lot went through his mind as he walked home from the train station. The two ladies in his life needing comforting. One last night, the other tonight. He couldn’t keep doing this, but he didn’t have the heart to abandon Athena right now with what had been transpiring with her. He could also not turn a blind eye to Avery, as he was the one who stole her heart and brought her into this mess they found themselves in. He walked into the condo hallway. The TV was on but no one was there. IT was almost eleven o’clock at night; probably she had waited up for him and gone to bed when he didn’t arrive in time, thereby forgetting to switch it off. He pulled his shoes off and rounded the corner to the rooms. He saw her standing at the end of the hall, staring up at the portrait which was their wedding picture. She turned slightly when she heard him and greeted him with a smile. “Honey, you finally made it home!” she said softly. |
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Richard and Avery stood outside the luxurious hotel, their gazed fixed up at the tall building. “Should we really go here?” she asked. Richard took her small hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. “I left you hanging yesterday,” he said, “I’m not going to do the same again today.” Avery smiled. “I know, I would love you that as well, but your wife is still in shock. She needs you. I don’t want to keep you away from her.” “I comforted her yesterday, and this morning she was fine,” he replied, “I’m sure she’s okay.” “You must be having a hard time as well, since we both need comforting,” she replied wistfully. “It’s okay…I have good stamina,” Richard replied without thinking. Avery stared at him on horror. “Sorry, what I mean is…” “You mean mental strength comes from physical strength-” “Yeah, that’s what I meant to say.” ------------------------------------------------------------------ “Oh wow!!!” Avery gaped in awe at her surroundings, “so this is what a five-star room looks like!” She ran to the window and drew the blinds; she stared at the ocean in the distance and the traffic thirty floors below. Richard watched in mild amusement as she moved to the bed and ran her hands over the plush sheets. “This is definitely more luxurious than a motel,” she exclaimed, clearly mesmerized by the opulence. She squealed in glee and landed on the bed on her back, and sighed in contentment as she felt the smoothness of the bed. “Ahhh,” she exhaled, “I’ve always wanted to live like this!” Her arms spread apart and she stared up at the ceiling. Richard slowly moved and got onto the bed and hovered over her. “Avery…I’m sorry,” he said. “Sorry for what?” she asked. He gently caressed her cheekbones and jawline, staring intently into her eyes from above. “For dragging you into this mess I call my life.” “You didn’t,” she responded. “Really?” “Because I believe in you,” she smiled, “if I didn’t trust you with all my heart, things would be different and difficult.” Richard started tickling her. “When did you become a philosopher?” he asked. Avery began to squirm. “Hehehe!!! Hahaha!!! Don’t do that!” she laughed, twisting her body everywhere as she tried to get away from his grasp, “I can’t stand tickling!!!!” |
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“B-b-boss…Dan…I-I-I think I’m going to cum!” Sheila babbled. Dan gripped her waist tighter and increased his thrusts at the announcement. He snorted like a rhinoceros, his breath coming out in short, rapid gasps. “Let’s cum together baby.” Moments later they groaned as they peaked almost simultaneously. They slowly came down from their respective heights and Sheila pulled away, a long stream of his cum sliding out and down between her long legs. She looked around for some moist wipes to clean herself while Dan pulled a cigarette into his mouth. The sofa had passed the test of their endurance, though with some unnecessary noises from the legs which could be easily taken care of by placing a rug under. “It’s surprisingly comfortable,” he remarked. Sheila frowned at him as she put her clothes back on. “Pervert!” Chuckling lightly, he stood up and wrapped his arms around her, his hands groping at her breasts. “Stop it!” she squirmed and giggled. There was a heavy knock on the door, and both of them paused and stared. “Who could that be at this time of the night?” “I don’t know.” Dan quickly donned his shirt and trousers and opened the door a crack. The fiery-haired bombshell stood at the other side with a dark frown on her face. “Oh, madam, it’s you,” Dan said as he opened the door wider and she brushed past him without a word. The heavy smell of sex hung in the air; she noticed the still reclined sofa and what seemed like bodily fluids smeared on it. Her eyes narrowed at Sheila who avoided her eyes. She shook her head in disgust. “So, what c-can we do for you today?” Dan asked. “Can I get you something to drink? We have some co-” Sheila said at the same time. “I’m okay.” Eliza replied abruptly. Her intense gaze was fixed on Dan and he flinched. “Please, take a seat,” he invited. Eliza glanced at the sofa again. “I’ll rather stand.” “So what brings you in this late?” “What the hell do you mean?” her voice dripped with ice and venom, “I haven’t heard anything from you since I paid you for your services. I believe you’re doing a good job?” “I always do a good job,” he responded, acutely aware of the veiled insult. “So why haven’t I received any progress report? Shouldn’t you at least tell me what you’ve found so far?” “What are you talking about? I’ve already given you all the information we found so far.” “Given me what? Are you hallucinating? When did you give me anything?” “Your husband came here last week to demand the information you requested. He said you were indisposed at the time so I gave everything to him!” “What are talking about? What husband?” “I didn’t want to, but he was quite insistent he will give it all to you his wife.” “I’m not married, you ignorant piece if shiit!! Who did you give my stuff to?” “Oh, shiit…” “Who the hell is he?!!” “Wait, it’s not my boss’s fault!” Sheila interjected, coming between the two of them, “the man came with two guys and threatened us! He had no choice than to comply!” “Threatened you?” “Yes, with two thugs…” “So why wasn’t I informed?” “I don’t know. He was quite luxurious in his expensive suit, but his threat were real. We had to do as he said.” Eliza glared at them both. Ben, you son-of-a-bitch. “Alright. I know what to do,” she hissed and turned around. She slammed the door behind her as she exited the office. “What a tight-arsed bitch!” Dan exhaled. “This sucks,” Sheila murmured. |
“Wow, this is good!” Avery exclaimed as she sampled the several exquisite dishes laid out on their table. It was early evening and Richard had asked her to meet up with him at the mall again. She had taken him to several stores, pointing out items she wanted, at sometimes in the spree she dragged him into a lingerie store, asking how she would look in this piece or that matching pair, much to his embarrassment and the amusement of the store clerks as she bounced around like a kid in a candy store. She had finally announced she was hungry and they found a seafood restaurant nearby. “It’s really good!” she squealed and stuffed her face with spicy eel, “at least since they are spreading rumors about us, we can at least eat comfortably.” “We’re trying to squash the rumors, remember, not corroborate them,” he replied as he picked at his lobster linguini. “Dr. Richard, I’ve been thinking,” she continued, reaching with her chopsticks to the plate of fried squid, “I think it would be better to treat this whole mess as MY fault.” “What? What do you mean?” “I mean, think about it…a young, naïve nurse falls in love with a much respected surgeon, who happens to be married,” she continued, “if there’s anyone who really needs to take blame, it should be the former who can’t take her eyes off another woman’s husband.” “Besides,” she continued, “we have your father-in-law to think about. We were taught in nursing school to always do the best for the patient. If everyone assumed I’m your mistress, it will be very hard for us to continue working in the hospital. I don’t want you to lose your job and tarnish your reputation. A rookie like me will be easily forgiven, not a senior doctor like you.” “Are you out of your mind? You want to be the only one who takes the fall for this?” “That’s the only way I see things working out. In all honesty, when it comes to a doctor and nurse, it is quite obvious whose job is more important, right?” They stared at each other for a while. “I’ll make sure I make it all up to you Avery,” Richard replied. “Fine, it’s settled then!!” she exclaimed. Her eyes returned to the dishes laid out on the table. Though relieved, a part of his conscience felt guilty for agreeing to lay the entire blame at the feet of the infatuations of a young kid for a doctor who couldn’t keep his dikc in his pants. He felt like he was a coward for doing that instead of manning up and taking responsibility for his actions. Her next words broke him out of his deep thoughts. “I’m not so sure, with the current circumstances…” Silence. “What aren’t you sure about?” he asked. “I...with everything that’s happening, I really feel very stressed…the only thing that can make me relax is sex…a long, hard f@ck. I need it so bad, i-it’s the only thing that can make me calm down right now.” Her eyes bored deep into his. “Can you do that for me?” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ “Boss, aren’t you spending too much money?” Sheila asked as she set aside the numerous store bags bulging with merchandise. “What are you going on about?” Dan asked, his eyes glaring at her round derriere as she bent over. He set down the large box he was carrying. “I mean, all these fancy new things…I know we got paid a huge amount of money, but still, I think we should…” Her eyes caught something. “Did you change the sofa?” she asked in amazement as she eyed the gleaming leather. “Yeah, the old one was so beat up…I want to give this place a new look.” “True,” she replied and noticed another piece of décor that wasn’t there before, “it will give this place a new ambience.” “…and,” he reached behind the new sofa. The back immediately reclined, “you can make it flat. Put it down into a bed!” “Boss!!!” Sheila exclaimed, bending over and glaring at him crossly, “I told you, no sex in the office!!” “Huh? Oh no, not that,” he chuckled, “I just didn’t like seeing you doze off uncomfortably in your chair all the time. With this, you can just lay down comfortably anytime you’re tired.” “As if I can sleep well here,” she humphed, “like you won’t be all over me the moment I lie down.” His eyes caught the sway of her breasts as they dangled in front of him invitingly. He immediately grabbed her by the waist and Sheila screamed as she found herself being deposited on the bed/sofa. “No, don’t!!!” she squealed as he covered her body with his and began to grope her body. “Don’t you think doing it in the office is much more exciting than at a motel or someplace?” he drooled as he tried to scoop her breasts out with one hand while tugging at her underwear with the other. “I SAID STOP!!!!!” she screamed, shoving him away with surprisingly more energy than he anticipated. He slid away and stared as she covered her face with her hands and began to sob. “Sheila, what’s wrong?” he asked with genuine concern in his voice. “Boss, do you really love me like you said?” “Huh?” “Tell me the truth!! Do you love me? Or do you just love my body?” “Uhh…I…that’s…” Sheila’s eyes opened wide. “I KNEW IT!!!” she exclaimed and stormed to her feet. “Sheila, wait...what I mean is-” “All you men are the same,” she remarked in disgust, “you just sweet talk girls into having sex with you.” “Sheila, I was just caught offguard and I didn’t know how to respond-” “Stop lying!!!” she hollered, the fury dripping from her voice. Hot tears streamed down her face, “from this moment on, if I don’t agree, don’t you dare touch me!” She stormed to her desk with a humph and sat in her chair. Dan sighed. He stood up and walked over to the coffee maker (another new addition to the office) and poured himself a cup of the hot brew. Sheila watched him closely as he sauntered with drooping shoulders to the new sofa, sitting down and sighing in resignation. “Alright Sheila,” he stated. “What?” “I won't bother you if you don’t want me to,” he stated. He looked at her from where he sat. “Are you okay now?” Despite her frustration, Sheila couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “Is that why you’re acting like a lost puppy?” Dan stood up and walked over. He placed his hands on the desk and towered over her. “Sheila, I love you…AND your body!” “What?” “You have a body most ladies will die for. I mean, just look at your tits...but most importantly, you have a kind heart, warm smile, and great personality. You’ve stood by me all the way in this failing business and I wouldn’t have blamed you if you decided to walk out any moment, but you chose to stay. That’s what I love and appreciate about you, and I won’t forgive myself if I end up losing you.” “Boss…” Sheila whispered. She saw the genuineness in his eyes and his words clearly touching her heart. “Let’s…let’s put the sofa down,” she suggested. |
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“Lights, check…Camera three, check…and we’re going live in three…two…on-” “Wait a moment Athena!!!” They all turned to see Sunny Weatherman walk into the studio. “Go back to commercial,” the studio director sighed. “Yes boss?” Athena asked as Weatherman approached her. “I need to speak to you for a moment before you go live-” “Can’t this wait-” “No.” she heard the finality in his voice, “Do you know the radio show called “Sun at noon”?” “That very popular radio show on Stormy FM that’s making the waves…I know about it, yes.” “Their regular host is scheduled for maternity leave next week,” he continued, “the station CEO specifically asked for you to take over her show as the guest host for the next airing.” “Well…I” Athena stammered. “You’ve always been interested in radio…this is your chance to showcase your talent not only on the TV, but on radio as well. I know you’ll be a hit.” “Well…fine. I’ll do it.” Weatherman sighed and patted her shoulder in gratitude. “Thanks. Wow. I’ll notify them immediately.” He walked away with a hug beam on his handsome face. Athena exhaled. In all truth, it had always been her dream to be part of a talk show. This was her chance, but was she ready, particularly with the frame of mind she was in currently? She was already beginning to regret not asking to think about it some more. Anyways that can wait. She had a job to do. She could see the studio director waving his hands in the air like a puppet, trying to get her attention. She exhaled once again, smiled and nodded. ------------------------------------- The three pairs of eyes all stared at the video playing on the screen. “What is this? What the hell happened?” The deputy director asked in shock. “I don’t know,” the freelancer replied, “I went to the place yesterday like you told me to just to take some shots, and I saw this. I decided to record it as it looks very important.” “Hmm…this is explosive. What could have happened?” “Probably one of the victims decided to retaliate,” the girl replied, peering down at the video playing on the laptop, “I think we caught a big fish.” “Keep looking,” the deputy director instructed the freelancer and handed him a fat envelope, “and report anything else you find. This is going to be a bombshell!!! We can air this tonight!” “Can we get the medical records of the patients from that clinic?” the lady asked. “What for?” “I’m looking to get more testimonies from some of the victims,” she said as she stared across the studio to Athena who had started reporting, “perhaps there’s a more exciting story.” The deputy director glanced at her, followed her gaze, and smiled. “It’s getting more and more interesting by the minute, isn’t it?” “Yes indeed.” She replied, pleased to know that her boss knew exactly what she was thinking. |
Richard sat in front of his glowering chief. The older man glared at him and tried to control the fury threatening to pour out. “Yesterday afternoon you abandoned your duties, where did you go?” he asked through clenched teeth. “I…had an emergency at home,” Richard replied. “Have you decided how to handle your problem with the nurse?” “N-no, I haven’t had the time…I had to attend to a problem at home-” “Oh, problems with housework? You don’t care about your work as well?” His chief lowered his voice. “Because of your insubordination, I have to go through this?” “I’m sorry chief.” “I decided to call you both separately so you can explain yourselves before the ethics committee…you were granted as the senior colleague to appear before them first.” “Ethics committee?” Richard reacted in horror. “so both of you have to come up with a pretty good story, because it’s your jobs on the line here.” ---------------------------------------- Richard walked down the hallway, his head hung in thought. he didn’t pay attention to the side glances he got from other staff. Maybe Athena was right…maybe it was his fault bad things kept happening. The sad thing now was he was going to drag an innocent nurse into the quagmire that his life had become. He heard a commotion coming from ahead, and rounding the corner, saw the head nurse berating Avery who stood timidly with her head bowed. He watched silently as she chewed her heads off, only becoming aware of his presence after she had exhausted all her harsh words on the poor girl. “Oh, here’s your boyfriend now…what did you do to her that she can’t even focus on the simplest tasks of her job?” “Excuse me?” Richard remarked. Avery immediately forgot she was being reprimanded and bounded to his side. “Dr. Richard! What happened to you yesterday?!” Richard saw the evil look the head nurse gave them, and without a word, he grabbed Avery by the arm and led her down the hallway. ------------------------------------------------ “Oh wow…she must have been so devastated,” Avery remarked after Richard finished talking. They were sitting at the spot where they were the night before. “Yeah…that’s why I had to leave in such a hurry…I’m sorry for leaving you like that.” “Don’t say that. Of course I understand.” She stared at a few birds singing in the trees. “So, were you able to…ahem…“console” your wife?” Richard’s mind went back to the events of the night before. He noticed the sly look peeking out from behind her eyes. “Ahh, yes…she seemed much better this morning.” “Just thinking about what she went through…uggghhhh!” she shuddered, “it gives me the creeps.” “Avery, why didn’t you answer my messages last night?” Richard asked and changed the subject. “Ahh, your messages surprised me so much…I…umm…dropped my phone and the screen shattered, and I couldn’t reply because of that,” she managed to reply. “Oh…I thought you were angry that I left you here.” “Come on, I’m not that kind of person!” A truck drove by. “Well…I’ve been thinking a lot about the circumstances I brought you into.” He turned to face her. “I think I’ll reveal the truth regarding my divorce when we meet the ethics committee.” “What about your father-in-law?” “I don’t know…I brought you into this…I have to get you out. I don’t want you to lose your job if it comes to that.” “Dr. Richard…I want you to buy me an expensive present,” Avery stated out of the blue, “on second thoughts, I think I need to be really angry with you.” “What?” She peered into his eyes. “So please, buy me something really expensive…to console me as well.” |
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Richard slowly opened his eyes. The rays of the morning sun were already streaming in through the window. As the events of the previous night came back to him, he looked down at his body and noticed he was still naked. Athena had disappeared sometimes in the night. He vaguely remembered them cuddling after their intense marathon and they had dozed off with her safely in his arms. He got up and walked to the bathroom. Athena was up and also dressed, ready for work. She was at the kitchen counter with her back to him. She glanced over her shoulder as he walked into the kitchen. “You’re up early,” he stated. “Yeah…good morning,” she replied in a rather deadpan tone. She had returned to the cold, dark Athena. The one he held tight and made passionate love to the night before was nowhere to be found. “I made you a simple breakfast, so you can have something before you go to work,” she said. He glanced at the table at the French toast, eggs, bacon strips and coffee laid out for him. Another thing she hadn't done for him in a very long time - making breakfast. He turned back to her in time to see her walking to the door with her handbag. “Are you…feeling better today?” he asked. Athena stopped and turned slightly. She regarded him with a cold, dark stare. “I can’t be feeling better, but I still have to go to work,” she stated. “Oh…okay, but just in case-” “I’m already running late, so please, make sure to clean up after yourself,” she replied. Her hand paused on the door handle. “And one more thing,” she said without turning, “about yesterday…” “……” “Thank you.” Her voice did not betray any emotion. She sounded like she was thanking someone for handing her a newspaper or a cup of coffee. “You saved me from being defiled by that fraud of a therapist…” “I had to do that…” “…and you also consoled…comforted me…last night…” her voice had grown a bit softer and her eyes wistful as the events played in her mind once again. She quickly composed herself. “I’m off to work.” she stepped out. “Okay. See you in the evening…” but she had already closed the door behind her. |
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Much later Richard lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. Sleep eluded him and his mind played over the events of the previous evening. Deep down he was grateful he had arrived that quack’s office just in time, even though he witnessed a very embarrassing and compromising situation. He couldn’t believe he still felt anger in him. Athena herself had stated she was none of his business anymore. Yet, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief that he was able to rescue her from being assaulted. On the other hand, he still felt guilty leaving Avery hanging. He glanced at his phone; she still hadn’t responded to his messages. He was really concerned about Athena, but yet…he didn’t know what to do. Maybe a good sleep would help him clear his mind, if he could get any. It was now almost two o’clock in the morning, and yet his eyes remained wide open. Maybe if he just stopped thinking of the whole thing… The door creaked open, and Richard turned to see his ex-wife's silhouette partially illuminated in the doorway by the low light behind her. “Athena?” What was she doing here? Not once had she entered his room since she had asked him to move back in those many months ago. He sat up as she shut the door and slowly approached the bed. His eyes adjusted to the darkness and gradually made out her features as she stood looking down at him. One of her shoulders was exposed, the night shirt sliding down an arm and revealing even more of her lovely chest. Her damp hair made a rich mess all over her head and face, and peering closer, he saw her cheeks were wet. “I’m…afraid,” she stuttered, the tears flowing freely down her face. Richard felt the stirrings in his heart. She crawled onto the bed and lay down beside him. “Hold me Richard...please,” she pleaded and slid closer, her voice cracked and trembling. Richard gingerly wrapped his arms around her, but that didn’t seem to be enough for her. She gripped him fiercely and clung to him for dear life. She pressed her body into him, buried her face into his chest and wept. They lay like that for a very long time, her sobs occasionally filtering to his ears, and every now and then he whispered quietly to her as she emptied out her grief. He gently ran his hand up and down her arm. His other hand rested on her waist and held her close; his nostrils inhaled the rich scent of her hair. Lavendar. After a while her cries died down and she fell silent. Other than the occasional sniffle, she seemed to have exhausted her sorrow. “Are you feeling any better?” he asked. He tried to make out her tear-stained face and swollen, red eyes in the darkness. “Yes…” “Don’t cry, okay,” he said and wiped the tears from her face. “Don’t think of anything. You…” “Richard,” Athena interrupted softly, “you don’t need to say anything. Just hold me…like you’re doing now.” They fell into silence again. Richard meanwhile had been trying to control the sudden hardness he realized he had developed but it seemed to have a mind of its own. Unfortunately, he had gone commando underneath the loose pyjamas bottoms he had worn for the night and it now had the freedom to engorge and press against her body. He knew she could feel it throbbing between them but she gave no inclination to it. He tried to readjust his body to stop the treacherous organ prodding her but her legs had somehow intertwined with his. He moved a bit, but Athena refused to let him go. No matter how much he tried, she held on to him fiercely. She seemed to be press herself more into him, squashing her breasts against his chest and his now hard erection tightly between them. The damn thing was burrowing its way between them now, snaking and pulsing against her tummy. There was no way she wouldn’t have felt it. He could feel the full warmth of the naked body underneath her night shirt, and that sent another pulse of blood into his treacherous manhood. A sudden warmth flowed through Athena and she exhaled quietly. The tenseness in her slowly ebbed, and a state of exhilaration washed over her. The throbbing she felt against her belly made her shudder and increased her temperature a notch. She searched for his eyes in the soft darkness of the room. Staring back into her tear-stained face, Richard could sense the sadness in her. He caressed a stray lock behind her ear and his fingers delicately traced her jawline. Athena swallowed nervously; her body dueled with her conscience, and she decided to listen to what the former was saying. “Thank you…” she whispered, and without warning, reached up and pressed her lips to his. Richard tensed. She had not done that in a long, long time. He had forgotten how soft and delicate her lips tasted. Her arms tightened around him. She pushed her body into him even more and boldened by that, he kissed her back. Her breathing increased and he gently sucked on her lower lip, running his tongue over it with gentle flicks. He gracefully pushed the tip of his tongue into her mouth and found hers, giving it a little suck. He returned to her lips and a soft moan escaped her. Her hand slid down between them and she slipped it into the band of his pyjamas and tugged at his hardness. “W-wait…Athena, what are you doing?” he suddenly jerked. He gripped her wrist but Athena held on fast. “Please...Richard” she begged, giving him a couple full hand caresses, “let me have this…just this once.” Despite his reservations, he let go of her wrist. He kissed her again and she responded fervently. He felt her shudder again as his hand smoothed over the curve of her hip, and he slipped it under her shirt and caressed her sides. His fingers made contact with the swell of her breast and he traced the curves delicately. She didn’t make any protests so he went further and cupped one in his palm. He gave it a firm squeeze and ran his thumb over the hard tip. Athena sucked in her breath; he tweaked it gently and she moaned even louder. He soon felt a tinglish, buzzing sensation and then a sort of sticky wetness, and he knew he had started leaking precum. He looked into her face and in the darkness of the room, he saw her staring back at him with glazed, dreamy eyes. Her lips were slightly parted, her breath coming in short, gentle gasps. |