“Sweetie,” he called out.
“Yes, Hubby,” she answered.
“When last did you visit the family platform?”
“Oh! My bad! I have neglected my children.”
At that point, she picked up her phone and logged in while her husband did the same thing. He ogled her face to see how she would react. Then, she began to read the messages from the day she stopped, which was Friday night. When she got to the chats of Saturday morning, she looked at her husband and looked at her phone again.
After a while, she asked him, “What is happening between Stephen and Denise?”
“Did you listen to their conversations?”
“No,” she answered worriedly.
“Listen to it. You will understand better.”
Nichole tapped on the recorder, listened to the conversation, and chuckled.
Then, she gave her husband a warm look and asked, “So what, if you used me as your nanny? Was he expecting me to love him? I chose to love the man I adored, my Prince Charming, and my idol. I love you, Hubby.”
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Arthur was elated by the assurance and responded, “I love you, my baby. Sorry, I have to make you go through these embarrassing remarks.”
Nevertheless, she leaned on him and whispered, “It paid off. At last, I’m loved by my Prince Charming.”
“Yes. And you will be glad that you waited.”
She went through the comments of the children about the incident and said, “It is good that he got what he deserved from Denise.”
She laughed hysterically before she logged out.
“Sweetie,” Arthur continued.
“Yes,” she looked up and answered.
“There is another problem and I feel you must know.”
Now, she sat up and leaned on the headrest of the bed. From her husband’s tone, the problem must have bothered her.
Then, she asked him, “What is the issue? I’m all ears.”
“Good. Do you know why Zoey was not at work yesterday?”
Now, she looked at him anxiously and replied, “No. What happened?”
“Stephen abducted her. He mistook her for you.”
“Oh my God! Where is Zoey now?”
“We rescued her this evening, and she is at the hospital.”
Now, she fixed her gaze on her husband and asked, “Rescued her? How did you discover that she was abducted by Stephen, please? I am so confused.”
“Check your phone. He had been sending messages to your line, thinking that you were the woman in his house.”
Nichole checked her phone and read through the messages from Stephen. Her fears bled into her expression and she pointed out, “So, we wouldn’t have been married today if he had succeeded in abducting me yesterday?”
“Yes, and that would have been disastrous. We wouldn’t have been able to trace you because you would have been on your phone. We were able to trace Zoey because I checked your phone.”
Now, Arthur pulled her closer when he sensed that she was scared and reassured her, “It is all right. I just feel you should know so that you will be conscious of your movements and surroundings.”
“Thank you, Hubby. So, where is my car?”
“It is in the garage. We brought it back.”
“That is good enough. You should be careful, too. They may also have their eyes on you.”
“Certainly. I will be on alert concerning my movements, too.”
Nevertheless, she snuggled into his chest and felt safe. Arthur held her tightly with his left hand and kissed her temple. Now, he tactically brought up the question he asked before that ended with tears.
“Sweetie,” he called out again.
“Yes, Hubby,” answered and listened attentively.
“If I may ask, what kept you going when I was not forthcoming?”
Likewise, he kissed her temple and tucked her hair behind her ear to keep her at ease. T
Then, she began with a chuckle, “After the death of Williams …”
She paused and looked at Arthur, who became nostalgic at once. He loved his senior brother, just as Nichole loved him, too.
Then, he put himself together and urged her by rubbing her back.
“Go on. I’m all ears,” he said
“… I became so lonely. You could recollect that all the children were in the higher school and away from home then.”
“Yes. I do.”
“Good. I felt safe with you. Besides, you were the only male adult around me and I felt you have a thing for me, and you would come up soon. Before I knew you were not thinking like me, I had fallen head over heels for you and could not go back even when I fought hard to…”
Now, she gave him a peck and looked into his eyes before she proceeded, “… Each time I go to sleep, I feel like having you by my side…”
She pulled him closer and gave him a passionate kiss.
“… My longings to give myself to you were rekindled each time I set my eyes on your handsome face….”
She removed her lingerie and slipped her hand into his pajamas, making sure her breasts and body rested on him. To avoid discouraging her, he allowed her to do whatever she wanted to do with him.
“… I dreamt and stripped naked in my imagination and caressed your dick…”
She caressed his dick and Arthur moaned. Now, he was hard and erect. He encouraged her by saying, “Stroke it, please.”
Then, she continued stroking him while rubbing her body all over him and whispered, “Arthur.”
“Yes, my sweetheart.”
“Please, take me. Just like I wanted it then. I have given myself to you completely. Take me please.”
Now, Arthur, who was so elated with her confession took her completely as he entered her from different angles. She moaned and begged for more, remembering how she yearned for him in the past.
She continued looking straight into his eyes, and begged him, “Please, take me. Take me. Deeper.”
Arthur, who was bent on making her forget about her past, watched her face as she was begging.
“Give it to me, please. I want it. I am having you now. And I will always have you. ”
Tickles of tears flowed down her cheeks while she pleaded. This time, faster and louder.
“Take me, take me. Taaaaakkkeee meeee.”
And she climaxed. She lay calmly on the bed. After a few seconds, she slept off. Her husband covered her with a thick duvet and slept off too.
Wednesday Morning
(Peck)
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Good morning, my Angel. Wake up, or you will be late for work.”
Nichole woke up with a start and yawned, “Thank you, Hubby. I hope your night was good?”
Arthur smiled and responded perfunctorily while getting off the bed.
“I’m certain that you already know the answer.”
She smiled and joined him in the bathroom. Soon they were ready to leave for work.
“I will join you soon. Let me get some of my stuff from my car.”
“Please do,” Arthur concurred as he turned on the ignition of his vintage car the car his father used during the World War II.
Nichole opened her car and was fascinated by what she saw. She observed it keenly and walked up to her husband and stated, “Hubby, Zoey’s purse is still in my car. What do I do?”
“Oh! Her phone must be inside. Get it.”
She walked back to his car while Arthur called Oscar, and he picked up at once.
“Hello, Arthur. I have been expecting your call.”
“Really?”