Reclaimed In Full Chapter 2
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I arrived home at around eleven-thirty in the evening. As I walked in, I made sure not to make any noise and wake anyone up in the house. I went into my bedroom to change, and before I could go to bed, I went to the bathroom. As I passed by the guestroom, which was occupied by Carol, I heard faint noises coming from within. As I got closer to her room, I became aware that the noises were moans of pleasure.
“Simon, I want you... I want you to fuck me.”
I was stunned. There were two possibilities; either Carol had company, whom she was fucking with, or she was playing with herself. For the eight years that we were together, Carol never played with herself. But at the same time, the probability of bringing someone over to have sex with, and crying out my name as they fuck, was zero to none. I pressed my ear to the door and inhaled deeply. The soft buzzing sound from within reminded me of a toy which Jenivee used. She was playing with herself.
As I lay in bed, I began reflecting on how things had changed. A perfect family; destroyed by my soon to be ex, by cheating on me and the intervention of her rival, who ended up becoming my lover. By morning, Carol would move back to her apartment and life would take its course. As much as I wanted Carol to move out, I couldn’t help but want to tell her to stay. ‘Why the fuck did this happen?’
Replaying the events of the past few months was mentally exhausting. As the episodes of my life flashed on the canvas of my mind, like a projector displaying slides on board, I realized how my imprudence had destroyed my marriage. I should have confronted her when I had the chance, used my judgement when I had my options and been more adventurous in bed when she needed me. But now, it was too late. Yet, out of these ruins, I had emerged out as an experienced individual.
Just a few hours ago, Jenivee and I were making love and confessing our feeling to each other. Carol was not oblivious of the things developing between my lover and me, but I felt the need to tell her how far things had developed between us. I began to construct phrases and sentences to explain to Carol about my future intentions.
Sleep is the balm to the weary mind. The overthinking and running of commentary in my mind had been strainful. I lost track of time because I don’t remember the minute nor the hour when sleep overtook me. What I do remember is my alarm ringing to remind me to get ready to face a new day.
After my shower, I headed down to the dining room and found Carol and Sandra already at the dining table. ‘Fuck. I should have woken up early. This is embarrassing.’
As soon as I joined the two at the table, Carol, noticing my expression said, “Sorry about this, but I have to report to work. Is it okay if I collect my bags later in the evening?”
I stared at Carol for a while. Her blue eyes, dark brown hair, and skinny frame. There was a huge change in her physical appearance. Even with her unkempt hair, she looked beautiful. I didn’t intend to compare her, but she was more attractive than Jenivee. ‘No wonder Aaron chose Carol over Jenivee.’
“Carol, you can stay here for a couple of days? I want to talk to you about something,”
Our eyes were locked onto each other. I saw her pupils dilate which indicated that there was a change of emotion.
“Simon, I can’t. You know I can’t…”
“Carol, for her sake,” I replied and placed my hand on Sandra’s shoulder.
“Simon…”
“You can leave the following week.”
Carol was a little reluctant in the beginning, but she agreed at the end. It was not out of attraction or intending to get back did I tell her to stay. I felt pity for the condition she was living in. She had cheated on me for a couple of months, but she had been my wife for eight long years. The financial difficulties that she was facing made her sell her car and stay in a rented apartment. Her parents disowned her for her infidelity. She had paid the price and would continue to do so. 'If only building someone’s trust was as easy as breaking it!'
Taking the upper road had its perks. Seeing Carol happy did affect my mood. My daughter was happy and so was I. It was after a long time that the family, which had fallen apart, was back together; temporarily.
There was nothing major at work other than the performance evaluation report which I had to present to my coworkers. The inspection committee was a bit concerned about the physical fitness of some of the members and I was among those who were told to put in extra effort in getting into shape. Against my wishes, I was told to join the gym and work out thrice a week.
Visiting the gym often meant spending less time at home. I was worried about Sandra and her upbringing. Raising a child as a single parent is not an easy task. At the same time, Jenivee had come into my life and we were yet to discuss the future.
In the evening, after signing up for the gym, I went back home. I am usually home by six in the evening but today, due to the unavoidable circumstances, I was delayed. When I arrived, I went into the kitchen to drink some water but I was surprised to see food on the table. Carol normally finished her shift by ten, so I was not sure who had prepared the dinner. Musing over the possibilities, I went to check on Sandra and upon opening the door, found mother and the daughter together. It seemed that Carol was helping Sandra with her studies. When I opened the door, the duo looked at me.
“Oh, babe… I mean, Simon, we had our supper. We have kept food for you on the table…”
As Carol was speaking, Sandra, in all her excitement, spoke up, “Daddy, mama, is helping me with my homework.”
As I stared at Sandra, I felt pity for her. Little did she know that her mom and dad were about to file a divorce and each go their separate ways. In a short while, she would have to face a storm and neither Carol nor I had any explanation for that. On my part, I had made attempts to help her get acquainted with Cynthia and her daughter so that she could allow them into her life.
I went to the dining room, took a seat, served myself and began eating. As I chewed my food, I began to muse over the episodes of the past. The house, which was now silent, was once upon a time filled with laughter and shouts of joy. There were the occasional fights, but at the end of the day, we knew that we belonged to each other. I recalled the time when Carol was feeding our little daughter who refused to eat; the time when Sandra took her first steps as she made her way towards us on her little feet; the time when Carol and I were anxious when our daughter went to school for the first time; the time when Sandra was ill and both her parents spent restless nights together, by her bed. It was all gone.
“A penny for your thoughts…”
The friendly voice brought me back to reality. “Oh, Carol. Sorry, I didn’t notice you. Thank you for the food. Say… I thought you finished work at ten. You are early. What happened?”
“It’s nothing. I have requested the owner to allow me to end my shift at six. I told him that I would work during the holidays and she agreed.”
Deep down, I knew the reason why Carol took an early leave. It was to spend more time with her daughter and me. I was amazed at how things had changed. Carol, who was career-oriented, who put every other thing aside to focus on work, had now put her family in front of everything. Even though I knew what the answer was, I still decided to ask her.
“Any reason for that?” I asked.
“Just spending time with, Sandra. She means the world to me and I don’t know what I will do without her…”
Carol was interrupted by her phone notification. Instinctively, I looked at the phone and saw Jenivee’s name flash on the screen. The change in her facial muscles was immediate. There was a serious look in her face as she unlocked her phone and stared at the screen.
“Anything serious?” I asked.
Snapping out from her contemplative state, she replied, “Oh, nothing. It’s just some work-related issue. So, how have you been?”
Seeing Jenivee’s name flash across the screen got me intrigued. Jenivee, who looked at Carol with contempt, was texting Carol. The reaction which I saw on Carol's face made it clear to me that, she was hiding something from me.
“I’m good! The evaluation reports have come in and I am told to work on my physic. Have to lose a couple of pounds and so I have enrolled at the gym,” I replied.
“Oh, so you will be doing this outside your work?”
“Yes, and that is why I am worried about Sandra. Anyways, I am sure I will come up with something.”
For a while, I continued to eat in silence while Carol, with all her might, continued thinking about the matter to kill the uncomfortable feeling. She was playing with her fingernails and this was a clear indication that she was nervous and shy.
“Oh, yeah. You wanted to speak to me about something. You told me in the morning about that.”
I had been thinking about telling Carol about Jenivee and me and how serious we were about our relationship. Breaking the news to her would not only make her sad, but it would destroy her. I couldn’t get the picture of her tearful face out of my mind and I didn’t want to make her cry again.
“Oh, it’s nothing. I will speak about it later. I am done… Thank you for your company, Carol. The food was good.”
A faint yet genuine smile grew on Carol’s face. It made her happy to see me enjoy the food that she had prepared. I wished her good night and went to my bedroom. As I lay my head on the bed, my mind began to orbit around Carol. My heart ached to think about leaving her on her own, but at the same time, staying with her would only make me bitter. Due to her actions, my self-esteem had taken a beating and wounded our relationship.
But again, my mind began to come up with theories to explain the text which Jenivee had sent to Carol. The text had changed Carol’s mood. I could only think and wonder what the message contained. Once again, I closed my eyes and tried to push away the thoughts that got me thinking. As I felt the calmness sweeping over my body, I became aware of Carol’s moans. She was playing with herself, again. 'Carol, what has happened to you?'
The next few days were tough. I had to manage my family, work and gym. Things were becoming increasingly difficult but, Carol’s help came as a great aid. The new lifestyle was so tough that I had almost stopped visiting Jenivee. It was work, gym and back home. It would take a while for me to get adjusted to the new routine. To my surprise, Jenivee didn’t bother to call either, and that bothered me. I decided to pay her a visit on the day I finished work early.
I picked up some groceries for Jenivee and me and drove to her house. To my surprise, I saw a car parked in the driveway. Grabbing the supplies, I went straight to the door and rang the doorbell, expecting her to open the door. After what seemed like five long minutes, Jenivee finally opened the door and I walked in.
“Are you alright? You took a while to respond,” I said as I walked in with supplies and went straight into the kitchen.
“Yeah… Yeah, I am fine. I was in the bathroom…” Jenivee replied as she followed me to the kitchen.
“And no call, no text, nothing! You got me worried,” I asked as I removed the milk carton from the bag and put it in the refrigerator.
“Sorry, I was caught up with some work and had some visitors come over to visit me. Fancy a cup of tea?”
I went to the living room, sat down on the recliner and took out my phone to check my messages. “No thanks. Tea will take a while to prepare. Some water will be fine.
Jenivee handed me a glass of water and joined me on the sofa. As she sat down, I noticed a nervous look on her face. I took a sip from the glass and kept it on the table.
“Is something bothering you, babe? You looked stressed out,” I asked.
“It’s nothing. I think it’s my hormones. But you don’t have to worry about anything. I am totally fine. How have you been?”
“Nothing much. I have joined the gym and it’s been difficult to manage things at home. I think it will take a while for me to settle down.” I paused for a while to think. “Hey, listen. I have been thinking... I think we should let out kids spend some time together so that when we finally get together, it won’t be a big thing for them. I know that the transition is a difficult process, but eventually, they will get used to each other.”
As I was speaking, a smile drew on Jenivee’s face. “I have been thinking about the same thing. I want you to be a part of my family, Simon. I do! But at the same time, I don’t want us to rush with things. Is there any possibility of you divorcing that bitch…I mean, Carol, anytime soon?”
I looked into Jenivee’s eyes. Her oval-shaped face and her hazel eyes were something that I always admired. Her charisma and her attitude, along with her beauty, made her attractive.
“Yes… I will speak to her about it. But more than her, it’s her parents. I am worried about them. By divorcing her, I would break their hearts.”
“Simon, why are you paying for the sins of your wife… or your ex? Let her deal with that. I am sure, her parents will understand no matter how hard it is for them. And it's not that you are preventing them from meeting their grandchild. I think they will understand your situation."
As I listened to Jenivee, I grew convinced about my decision. I couldn’t let Carol’s wrongdoing affect me. Jenivee continued speaking and explaining to me about why I should divorce Carol. After some exchanging of words I sensed it was time for me to leave. I got out of the house and went straight to my car. As I drove a few meters, I realized that it was late and I wanted to call Carol and tell her to begin dinner without me. It hit me then that, I had left my phone at Jenivee’s place. “Fuck! What a waste of time.”
I took a U-turn and parked the car in the driveway. As I headed to the door, absentmindedly, I twisted the doorknob and entered the house. I spotted my phone in the same place where I had left it and went to fetch it.
“You must leave,” Jenivee shouted.
I froze in my tracks. There was urgency in Jenivee’s voice yet she didn’t sound scared. I tiptoed to the room which was the origin of her voice and pressed my ear to the door.
“Please, Jen. How can I leave you? If I had known that you were carrying my child, I would have come to you immediately. Please babe, please.”
“No! I already got another man in my life…”
“But you still love me! Look in my eyes and tell me if I am wrong.”
My fingers were curled around the doorknob waiting for my brain to send the signal to my hand to act in the manner which would open the door, but I couldn’t. A big part of me wanted to hear Jenivee speak the things she had on her mind. I waited for a while, but there was silence.
I slowly turned the doorknob and opened the door slightly, enough for me to peep in. I saw Jenivee locked in a passionate kiss with a black guy, who was about 6 feet tall and had cupped her face. There were tears in Jenivee’s eyes and her arms, wrapped around the guy’s neck.
“No… no! We can’t do this… I can’t do this. I am seeing another guy,” Jenivee replied as she broke the kiss.
Even as she spoke those words, she did not attempt to let go of him. Taking advantage of the situation, the guy, cupped her face and kissed her again. This time, Jenivee grabbed his curly hair and pulled his face towards her so that she could kiss him more passionately.
I felt a wave of shock hit me when the guy's dark hand slithered down to her waist and grip her ass. As he dug his fingers into her ass cheek, my lover whimpered a soft moan. Knowing that the pregnancy amplified her sexual urge, it was not a surprise that she would act that way.
“I missed you so much, babe,” the guy said.
“I missed you too, but it’s too late. My heart belongs to someone else,” Jenivee replied.
The words of Jenivee had an impact on the guy and he pulled her closer to himself. “No… you belong to me! You are mine. I will do anything to win you back. Babe, please give me a chance.”
Jenivee failed to respond and it seemed that the guy had cast a spell on her which got her under his control. As I saw the couple through the thin gap, I concluded that their meeting would end up with one thing; sex.
“I will stop if you tell me to,” the guy said as he moved his hand to cup her breast. Jenivee closed her eyes and let out a moan. From the looks of it, I realized that she was enjoying it.
“Dan, we should not be doing this…” Jenivee replied.
The guy didn’t stop. “Then tell me to stop. I want to hear it from you.”
Taken over by his passion for her, he grabbed the hem of her pink top and removed it. As Jenivee was back-facing the door, I saw her naked back and Dan’s hand caressing her back which wandered down to her waist and finally into her shorts.
Dan didn’t stop there. He went ahead and removed her shorts and then got rid of his shirt. I saw his right hand move from her ass to her pussy. By the moans of her, it was evident that he was finger-fucking her.
“Tell me to stop, damn it,” Dan shouted as he grabbed her hair and continued his act of teasing her. Looking at the way he was handling Jenivee, I had almost made up my mind to stop him when Jenivee cried, “Please don’t stop. More, more…”
All the while, Jenivee never told me about her ex-boyfriend. Whenever I asked her about him, she dismissed the question by saying that it didn’t matter. She told me that the guy was a loser, that he didn’t love her and had abandoned her. But what I saw in front of me was something different.
I saw Jenivee kneel on the floor and unbuckle Dan’s trouser. Pulling down his boxers, she freed his hard, black manhood and grabbed it as if she was longing for it. I saw her jaw drop and her head sinking towards his groins, indicating that she had taken his cock into her mouth. As she sucked his hard member, I could imagine how her mouth felt on my cock when she had done the same for me.
I turned around and walked towards the living room. Taking my seat on the same recliner, which I had done a few minutes ago, I began thinking about what was happening. The worried and anxious look on Jenivve’s face earlier, was because Dan was present in the house. After listening to the words of Dan, it was clear that he was oblivious of Jenivee’s pregnancy and wanted her back. Looking at the situation from the bird’s eye view, I felt like an outsider. I had only one question in mind; ‘why did she want me to divorce Carol and why so soon?’
As I heard the moans of my lover, my heart sank. ‘Do I have the right to stop them?’ If Jenivee was married to me, I would have stopped the couple and kicked Dan out of the house. But Jenivee was carrying his child and no matter what she said, she still loved him.
I stood up and went to the bedroom to feast again on the bittersweet pleasure that radiated from their act of passion. From the thin gap, I saw Jenivee on her fours and Dan was rubbing the crown of his cock to her slit. He finally pushed himself into her and occupied her entire womanhood which resulted in Jenivee crying in pleasure.
Brushing aside her hair, he kissed her back and leaned over to kiss her neck. As he did this, a moan escaped her lips. “Babe, I missed you so much,” Jenivee responded. This was the second time that she had acknowledged him.
What initially began as a slow stroke soon turned into a steady rhythm of deep and long strokes. Taking possession of her hip by griping them, he began slamming in and out of her which resulted in Jenivee’s ass slapping against his groins.
I closed the door and made my way out of the house. I was not angered or hurt. The only feeling that occupied the core of my being was a disappointment. As I sat in the car, I looked back again at the house which I saw as my potential future, shattered into pieces.
I was so caught up with the incident at Jenivee's house that I lost track of time. As I pulled the car in the driveway of my house, I noticed that the house was dark. Sandra would have gone to bed and Carol would have stayed awake to greet me and serve me dinner.
When I entered the house, I felt my phone buzz the seventh time. Ignoring the buzzing, I walked into Sandra’s room only to find it empty. I went to my bedroom, even checked the guestroom, called our Carol and Sandra only to realize that the house was empty. ‘Where have they gone?’
The phone buzzed the eight-time and I immediately reached out to it. I checked the screen and wasn’t surprised to see Jenivee's name flashing on it. Somehow, the very glance at the screen made my heart leap for joy. I knew exactly why she had called, but I decided to play dumb.
“Simon, I got to tell you something,”
I pulled back the chair in the dining room and sat on it. “Sure, Jen. What’s up?”
I knew the delay in her voice was unintentional as she was processing the words and sentences which she wanted me to hear.
“Jen, what’s on your mind?”
“My ex was here. Simon, I am sorry, but I need to tell you this. Dan is the name of the guy who knocked me up, and he was here today. When you came in, I got scared and told him to hide in the bedroom. Yes, I am stupid but I was scared. I didn’t want to lose you, so I hid him from you.”
Jenivee was a lady who never apologized, whatsoever. But hearing the kick-ass lady, swallow her pride and beg pardon was very unusual yet, my heart was not satisfied.
“So you two met and spoke… that’s normal. It’s not that you slept with him or something.”
There was a long pause from the other end. “Simon, we did. I am sorry, but of late, my sex drive is fucking my morality. I swear, it’s only sex. I tell you what…. You can fuck whichever lady you and I will accept that. I don’t know how I lost control over myself.”
Jenivee had slept with many guys in the past and it didn’t bother me. She had told me that she had been a slut in the past, and was not ashamed of it. When we grew closer, she lost interest in other men and focused on me alone. As hypocritical as it may sound, she was possessive of me and I decided to add injury to the wound.
“So, if I were to get a lady and kiss her, you wouldn’t mind?” I asked.
“No, because I know that you…”
“If I strip her naked and let her suck my cock, it wouldn’t bother you?"
This time there was a pause. Knowing that I was having the desired effect on her, I was encouraged to continue.
“Jenivee, would you be silent, if I rip apart Carol’s clothes, wrap my arms around her, kiss her neck, suck her nipples and finally fuck her… you wouldn’t mind?”
I heard a sob. “No, I wouldn’t. Because I know that you still love me.”
“Jenivee, I saw you have sex with Dan. I could have stopped you easily, but what would that make me? You are carrying his child, and he loves you. You love him too.” I said.
“Fuck, Simon. It’s only sex. You know that I love you right?”
“I am not sure. That’s how I lost Carol and soon, it’s going to be you. I saw you with him and it broke my heart. I am not sure, but I think I am losing you.” I replied.
Jenivee paused for a while and then said, “You won’t. Trust me…”
“Jen, I do appreciate you telling me the truth. I have heard you tell Dan that you got someone whom you love. You said that, and I believe you. Right now, I am not sure about anything, but please give me time to think.”
Knowing that there was nothing to be said, Jenivee finally resigned saying, “I understand. But Simon, remember, I love you.”
As I cut the call, I noticed that there were some missed calls and a couple of them were from Carol. I dialed Carol’s number and after a few beeps, I heard Cynthia’s voice.
“Simon, please... please come here.”
I grew alarmed. Cynthia was crying uncontrollably.
(To be continued...)
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