🔞 VERA 🔞

"Why don't you want to work here again? I thought you and Mr. J. T got along well, and I remember you said during the interview that working with us is your biggest dream. Miss Vera, what went wrong?"

I looked at the plump woman whose name should've been Mrs Biggie and not Mrs Briggs, and didn't know the excuse to feed her with.

These days, I don't think before acting and that's why I said I'm sick because I am acting strangely to an extent.

"Well, the problem isn't from you, the company or anyone else and, what I said to you during the interview, I meant it. But you see, I have other dreams. I wish you'd understand,"

"Understand what exactly? You are not even making sense at all. Anyway, it's not in my place to sign this letter, it will only be valid if the boss signs it himself, so I think you should submit it directly to him. That's how we function here,"

No way! Meet that jerk again? It's because of him that I am hurting like this. Why did he have to be my boss anyways?

"I'm sorry, Mrs Briggs. Whether he signs it or not, I am out of here and I can never walk through that door again." I tried to sound respectful as I stood up to leave.

The older woman stood up too to reply, but her phone rang as if waiting for me to finish. I knew the woman wasn't done with me, so I had to wait for her to answer the call before leaving.

"Hello! This is… What? Tim, what did you say happened to your father? Don't cry, I'm on my way now and I will call the ambulance too."

Mrs Briggs frenziedly stared at her phone as she typed in a number.

"Is there any problem?" I asked curiously.

"I've got to go now! Mr J. T is in a critical condition and he stays with just his little son." Mrs Briggs said as she hurried out of the office.

I followed her, surprised at myself for feeling bad about the same man I would have prayed for God to send to hell.

Why am I worried about this man that has caused me so much pain? Wasn't I submitting my resignation letter just now because I don't want to see his face ever again?

"Ehm… Mrs Briggs?" I called when the woman was about to enter her car.

"Yes? Please, Miss Santos, I will talk to you later if it's about the letter, I can get him to sign it when he gets back to work. If it's alright with you, help me give it to my assistant!" Mrs Briggs said and turned to enter her car.

"I'm sorry, it's not really about that! Can I go with you to see… your boss if you don't mind?" I asked.

This very action proved that I don't have any single pride for myself anymore. And I have gone completely mad!

Mrs Briggs gave me a sidelong look. She didn't expect that from me.

"Alright! There's no problem at all, get in the car and let's go." She beamed.

I hurriedly entered the car and sat beside her in the backseat. Mrs Briggs couldn't take her eyes off me. She made it obvious to me that I am confusing her.

I am also confused. What exactly am I going there to do? He has a son, doesn't that tell me that he is married? I looked out the window, avoiding the woman's prying gaze.

She called an ambulance and gave them directions to Mr. J. T's residence. As the car drove past the residential areas, I wondered where they were taking me.

I thought of asking the woman because I lived here as a child and never heard that some people built houses around the place the car was going into, but I had to wait and get to the root of this madness since I already started the journey.

When the car pulled up in front of a small golden gate with an iron fence and trees surrounding the white mansion, I thought to myself that I shouldn't be here.

"Which human being lives far away from other people?" I thought out loud.

"Did you say something, Miss Santos?" Mrs Briggs asked as we walked towards the mansion.

"Oh, no… I didn't say anything!" I replied sharply.

When the older woman pressed the doorbell, the door opened immediately as if the person had been anxiously waiting for the bell to ring.

A little boy ran into Mrs Briggs arms in tears. He pointed towards the flight of stairs and said his father needed help.

I didn't get a chance to look around and admire the expensive house as I followed the woman to his room.

When I saw the huge man sprawled in his big bed, looking pale and unconscious, I became afraid and rushed over to him.

"What happened to him? When did this happen?!" I asked worriedly as I checked his pulse.

"I don't know. He said he's okay last night and I came here this morning and he didn't want to wake up! I don't want my dad to leave me just the same way that my mother did, I won't take that!" Tim said, crying uncontrollably.

"Don't cry, Tim. The ambulance will be here soon and they will help your father get well, okay?" Mrs Briggs assured the little boy.

Mr. J. T moved his hands to show us that he's now conscious. I cupped his face as his son joined him in bed.

"Dad, please wake up. I'm very worried about you, I hate to see you like this…" Tim cried as he shook his father's legs.

"No ambulance… I don't want to go to the hospital." I heard him say as he slowly opened his eyes.

He gripped my hands as if I am the Messiah that's gonna save him out of trauma. I glanced at Mrs Briggs who watched us curiously.

"Don't call the ambulance. I mustn't go to the hospital if my doctor isn't there. Stay with me, please?" He pleaded with me and common sense told me to run.

🔞 JACKSON 🔞

I can't tell her how happy I am that she's the first person I saw when I woke up. I had seen the sadness that clouded her eyes as she cupped my face and looked intently at me, and I knew that she was worried about me.

I didn't notice anyone else in the room. It was just her face that I saw and I wondered how or why she came to my house.

"Mr. J. T, the ambulance will be here soon, I think…"

"Get lost!" I yelled at Mrs Briggs and saw my son looking at me in horror. "Go, now!!" I ordered.

Tim reluctantly climbed out of the bed to leave but Vera crossed over to him with a charming smile.

"Hey, buddy! Don't take this guy too seriously, he's not feeling well today and I know you are a smart kid so you understand, right?" She held his small hands.

Tim looked into her eyes and thought of course he should trust this beautiful lady. Has his mother ever smiled at him like that? I felt jealous of my own son.

My son looked at me and when I sighed, he released a deep breath and returned her smile.

"He said he was stressed out yesterday. Maybe a massage therapist is what he needs, but I know he doesn't like to see any other doctor except his personal doctor, so I know you will take care of him." He said and went over to Mrs Briggs.

The woman shook her head as she led Tim out of the room. When she got to the door and opened it, she took one last glance at us as she said.

"I will call the ambulance to stop them from coming, I will also take Tim with me for today. Excuse us,"

When we were left alone in my bedroom, I watched Vera as she crossed her hands over her breasts and nodded at me to explain myself.

"I'm a dîck, I know that. I don't know… when this started and when it's going to end but I'm not enjoying this. Well, I think I can handle myself now, you can go as well." I began as I sat up in bed.

"I didn't know you were married and you had a son. How much of a fool you must've thought I am!" Vera laughed distantly.

"You didn't ask…"

"And you didn't give me a chance to do so! Now you are suffering a little boy because of your inability to control yourself!!" She cut me off.

She came closer to the bed and planted her hands firmly on the foot of the bed as she bent forward to take a closer look at me.

My eyes caught her breasts as it plumped up in reaction to her bending. Her breasts were full and it looked as soft as it felt in my palms when I held it.

I imagined my hands cupping them again, my lips kissing her soft lips, and my tongue wallowing in the glory of her vagina.

"What happened to you? Were you really sick or…" she paused when her eyes followed my gaze and she realized I wasn't really listening.

She stood up, flushed and confused at what I was busy doing. She shook her head and pointed a warning finger at my face.

"Hey! Don't even think about it. Gosh, I thought I was the only crazy person in the whole world until I met you! Do I look like a slût to you?" She queried furiously.

"Help me. I really need your help and I will do anything you want in return" I begged. I don't understand why I can't stop desiring to have her in my arms again.

"There he goes again! Mr. Jackson Taylor, I already submitted my resignation letter and whether you approve of it or not, I'm no longer your employee and I don't want to ever see you again!" She lashed out.

"Well… then, it's better that way. Pretend we never met before and… just go! How did you even come here anyway?" I bit my lip.

I expected her to turn around and go or start explaining herself, but she stood there looking at me as if she has hearing issues. I tried to stand up from the bed.

"Where's Tim's mother?" She asked with a cool voice and that frightened me because I didn't know she had such a calm voice.

"What do you care about? Vera, it's my mistake from the start. Our meeting and everything that happened between us, don't think you are obligated to me because of it. You can go now, I can manage on my own." I said as I stood up.

She took slow steps towards me. "Are you sure that you want me to leave? Well, I'm just asking because your dîck is almost tearing your sleeping pants."

She put a finger on my lips and traced it down to my erection. I caught my breath as I grasped her tricky hands.

"Vera, it is already hard for me that I hurt you the last time. Letting you go is another hard decision, I don't want to see you hurt again. Please, go and…"

She covered my mouth by kissing me. Our hands were between us so she pushed me on my chest and I fell back to the bed. She stood over me between my legs.

"What were you saying again?" She knew what she was doing to me, so she seductively slid her fingers into my night wear.

"This is a dangerous game, Vera. I'm giving you a last chance, go now that I am being nice because if I…" I trailed off when her fingers caressed my nipple.

"It's true, you hurt me. I'm still in pain because of that, but I want to help you if you allow me. Tim doesn't deserve to be treated so badly, he is very much worried about you and I'm doing this for him."

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet. I have other reasons and I want us to make a deal. That's what a contract means, right?" She wiggled her body on my erection, turning me on even more.

"I will do whatever you want. I'm many bad things, but one thing I am sure of is that I keep my promises," I assured her.

"I hope you do so. Let's talk about it later, I know you are going out of your mind now trying to control yourself!"