Paul Tells Nita About Mrs. Lopez

It was early Saturday evening. The sun was streaming into the living-room. They had just returned from having dinner at their favorite Thai restaurant. She was standing by the window while Paul stood in front of the leather sofa, watching her. The sunlight was in his face and she could tell from his expression that something was up. “What’s wrong, Paul?”

“After you and I parted company yesterday, I bumped into Mrs. Lopez.”

“Angie’s mother?”

“Yes.”

“That must have been awkward for you.”

“It was, especially since she thought that Angela and I were still married.”

Nita stared at him. “You mean Angie didn’t tell the family about the annulment?”

“No. So, I had to explain to her mother why I got the annulment. That was another shock for her. At first, she refused to believe that the daughter whom she and her husband had raised was capable of faking a pregnancy. She even asked me if didn’t end the marriage because of my relationship with you.”

“And what did you tell her?”

“I told her that I ended the marriage because Angela lied to me and I told her that if she still didn’t believe, to ask Amy. She said that she was going to ask Angela.”

“I sure would like to be a fly on that wall when Mrs. Lopez confronts Angie. I can’t believe that she still hasn’t told her family that you and she split up and that there isn’t a baby. If you didn’t bump into Mrs. Lopez, she would have continued hiding the truth from them.”

“I know I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I wish I’d never met or slept with Angela. I wish I’d never married her. She has been nothing but trouble for me. I like her family but I’m thankful that I’m no longer a part of it.”

“I’ve met the Lopez family and you’re right, they’re nice people–not at all like Angie.”

“I hated being put on the spot like that because Angela didn’t have the guts to tell them the truth but I couldn’t help feeling sorry for Mrs. Lopez. She was really excited about having another grandchild.”

“Yes, I can’t imagine how she must be feeling right now.”

“She’s still probably wondering where she and Mr. Lopez went wrong in raising Angela.”

“I’m sure they raised her the best they knew how and shouldn’t blame themselves for how she turned out. They raised her sister, Ria and her brother and look how well they turned out. I ran into him this morning and we chatted for a while. He asked me to go out with him but I told him that you are my boyfriend.”

“He asked you out?”

“Yes. It isn’t the first time he’s done that. When we were in high-school, he used to hit on me a lot. Angie didn’t know about it or I’m sure she would have had a big problem with it.”

“I have a big problem with my ex-brother-in-law hitting on you.”

Nita smiled. “He’s cute but he isn’t my type. You are.”

“Am I?”

“Yes, you are, you tall, gorgeous and sexy man.”

Paul strode quickly over to her. He caught her by the waist and pulled her roughly against him, making her catch her breath. “And you’re my type, Nita,” he muttered thickly, his eyes darkening in desire. Then, his mouth was on hers, hungry and fierce as his passion for her consumed him. She gripped his arms, her head thrown far back and responded wildly.

For several minutes, they stood there, kissing wildly, passionately, then, he broke it off to frantically haul his sweater off. His fingers were quick and nimble as he unbuttoned his shirt. He tossed it on the floor beside the sweater. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down, his briefs followed. They bunched around his ankles and he stepped out of them. He was stark naked now and Nita swallowed when she saw his arousal. Unable to resist, she pressed kisses down his naked torso, eliciting deep moans.

Grabbing her by the head, he pulled her up and fastened his mouth to hers. He pressed her up against the wall as the kisses became fierce. He drew back to haul the sweater over her head and reaching behind her, he unclasped her bra, freeing her breasts. Lowering his head, he took first one nipple and then the other in his mouth. She closed her eyes, moaning softly and her hands went up to clutch his head.

Getting down on his knees, he pulled her skirt and then underwear down. Clutching her buttocks, he buried his flushed face between her legs, making her almost pass out from the pleasure. After she convulsed against him, he stood up, picked her up and carried her to his bedroom.

He put her down on top of the covers and mounted her, breathing heavily. He parted her legs with his right knee and moved between them. She cried out when he thrust himself inside her. She wrapped her legs about him and raised her self up so that she could kiss him on his right shoulder. He groaned and moved his hips faster.

When it was over, he collapsed on her and rested his head on her bosom. She put her arms around him. And that was how they ended up falling asleep.

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