A Wife's Cry Chapter 11

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“Vanessa, we're here.”

I woke up when I felt Allen patting me on the shoulders. I didn't notice that I fell asleep along the way. I tried to slowly open my eyes, squinting them in attempt to sharpen the blurred images before me, “Where are we?”

“We're in Subic… In our rest house.” He responded instantly.

I straightened up in my seat from being slumped over and peeked outside the car window - my eyes perceived the blue sea not very far. To my excitement, I hurriedly got out of the car and ran towards the sh.o.r.e.

Are we staying here for vacation? What a lovely place - it's like a paradise! The surrounding is very peaceful as there are no other vacationers and the setting looks even more exquisite with the sunset.

As I watched the sea, the rhythmic beating of the waves on the sand brought me off-course. My eyes steadied into the horizon and I witnessed how the sky turned from hues of orange to almost tangerine in seconds. I really wanted to stay for a bit longer and watch the sun until it sets, but Allen already called me.

I glared at the sea one more time and then I followed him right after. I even took my sandals off as I was having a hard time walking on the white, fine sand.

We went inside a two-storey beach house with a modern design. The entirety of the house is almost made of gla.s.s, which is why the beauty of the furniture inside can clearly be seen from the outside. Two ladies welcomed us; one of them should be in her late 40s while the other must still be young. Maybe, they are the caretakers of this house.

I smiled at them when they greeted us, and then I went straight inside to roam around the whole house. Even the house's interior was perfectly constructed. There were two rooms upstairs and one downstairs. I know that Allen's family owns a number of beach houses, but I have never been to any of them. This is actually the first that I've been to.

When I arrived at the dining area, I rooted on the spot. I wanted to scratch my eyes to make sure what I wasn't dreaming.

Lo and behold, a lot food are served on the table! There is even a bottle of white wine, but it's the heart-shaped cake on the center that got my full attention. I came near so that I can clearly read what's written on the cake.

Happy Birthday

My senses got me covering my mouth. It's impossible! This must be a dream!

Then, I deliberately looked at the cake on the table – I know I wasn't dreaming. I'm like a child who wants to jump like I'm in seventh heaven! He took time to prepare for this. He already brought me on cloud nine when he granted my wish to spend some time with my family, but for him to make an effort to bring me here in their beach house and prepare for all of these – G.o.d, this is too much!

I turned around to glance at Allen - he is busy talking to the caretakers of this beach house. Maybe he's giving them orders. I just moved my eyes back to the cake. It looks delicious, so I took some icing on my finger and licked it. Hmm. It's not too sweet. Allen knows that I don't have a sweet tooth.

I stiffened when I felt someone embrace me from behind. It has become his habit to hug me like this. My cheeks suddenly turned red and hot.

“are these for me?” I asked him, even if it was difficult to speak because I'm trying to hold my smiles back. I heard him clear his throat, and then he held me even tighter in his arms. I can feel his breath on my neck, “Y-yes. Did you like it?”

I just nodded as it's really kind of difficult to let a word out; I really can't help but bear the semblance of a smile. I might scream in no time - I'm like a teenager feeling so coquettish of her crush.

“I want to hear your answer.” He said. I told him 'Yes' as I stroked his arm wrapped around my waist. Who wouldn't appreciate what he prepared for? I didn't expect him to do this. Based on his type, I'd expect beating and yelling all the more. But this… Oh G.o.d… This is just really surprising!

“Good.” He said. “Now, come here.”

He released me from our embrace and walked me towards the vanity mirror. On the reflection, I saw him getting something from the pocket of his pants.

I gasped for breath when he took a necklace from a small box and put that around my neck. My bulging eyes were evidently reflected on the mirror. Then I lowered my gaze to the pendant hanging on the necklace - t'was a blue diamond, which I think is Sapphire, my birthstone.

Again, he held me in his arms and I felt a tingling sensation when his lips touched my ears, “Happy Birthday, Vanessa.” He whispered in a husky voice. I could only close my eyes tight. I can feel and hear my heart throbbing so hard. s.h.i.+t, how was he able to make my day so special like this?

I can't help it anymore. I turned around to face him and embraced him very tightly. I want to cry in bliss! It feels like everything that we're going through went away - all the beating and yelling - just like that. It's suddenly okay that he didn't greet me earlier, because he still managed to make my day with all of these. This is my happiest birthday. Ever.

I embraced him even tighter, “Thank you, Allen! Thank you!” Then, I didn't notice that tears started falling down my face – tears of joy.

He returned the embrace, and so I felt the warmth of his chest. My husband's shoulders are broad, all the more that I can feel how pet.i.te I am. He gently stroked my hair, then I felt his lips touch my head. That was just a simple kiss, but it brought a different kind of sensation to my face.

“are you happy?” He asked. I know that his lips are still touching my head because I can still feel his warm breath. “Yes. Very happy.” I answered with a smile on my face.

“Uhm, there's one more. Let's go upstairs.” He said in a serious tone of voice.

I released myself from our embrace. I looked at him straight, but he avoided my gaze. What, there's one more? I haven't even moved on from this, and then there's one more?

We went upstairs together. He let me get inside the room first, I think it's the master's bedroom. My eyes immediately wandered around, looking for one more gift, but I didn't see any. What was he saying that there's one more?

I went straight inside and sat on the edge of the bed, and just after a while, Allen also got in. I followed him with my eyes as he went near the full gla.s.s window and closed the white draperies. It was already dark outside, but I'm not sure why he still needed to close them. I actually want them open, so that I can see the seash.o.r.e.

Then I turned my eyes to the necklace I'm wearing and held the pendant with my fingers – it's gorgeous. This is the first time Allen gave me a gift. I'm not fond of any jewelry, but Allen's gift is an exception. I will always bring it with me and I will not grow weary of wearing it.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes. So much.” I answered Allen who was sitting beside me.

I peeked at him and I was surprised to see my husband already topless. A bolt of electricity ran through my cheeks. The beautiful body of my husband is laid bare right in front of me – his body is close to perfection. I can't help but look onto his chest and abs. s.h.i.+t, I do not like what I'm thinking.

“Uhm, are you hungry? I'll prepare the dinner table downstairs.” I asked, changing the topic. I stood up from sitting on the bed to avoid what could possibly happen.

But just when I have walked a few steps, he suddenly pulled me on my hand. I screamed as I fell onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around my waist and he pulled me closer to him, so that I couldn't stand up. Then I felt something hard under my b.u.t.t cheeks.

s.h.i.+t, Allen! Really, now? It's my birthday! I'm praying that what's inside my mind is amiss, but no. He proved my instinct right when he got my hair off my shoulders and I felt his lips touch my nape. I gasped, especially when he started moving his lips to my neck. He showered me with lascivious kisses; he even planted love bites occasionally.

“Oh G.o.d, allen!”

My hand grasped his hair until I didn't notice that I was already pulling it. I derive pleasure from what he's doing; it feels so good! It gives me a tingling sensation. Then with one hand, he pulled the strap of my dress down as he kissed me on the shoulders, while the other traversed my chest area. He caressed my breast with intense wildness. I bit my lower lip to somehow stop myself from groaning. We always do this, but why does it feel like doing it the first time?

I can't help it anymore! I turned my head to face him, then our lips met. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and then he deepened my kisses, like my mouth was about to be wiped out. It was like we've been apart for a long time – he's filled with so much desire.
He seemed to have lost control of himself, too. He pulled my whole dress down, then he expertly unhooked my bra.s.siere. He cupped my b.r.e.a.s.t.s once more, before he kissed them. I held onto his hair even tighter. Why is he so good at this! His mouth and hand stroked my b.r.e.a.s.t.s one after the other.

I was surprised when he suddenly stopped. s.h.i.+t, why did he leave me hanging?!

He a.s.sisted me to sit on the edge of the bed, and then he stood up straight in front of me. He seemed to be in panic as he unbuckled his belt, and so touched his hands to calm him down, “Sshh. Hey, hey. Easy.”

“s.h.i.+t! I… I can't take it anymore. Please, Vanessa.”

I don't know if I'm supposed to laugh as he was begging me. I lifted my chin up to look at him and I saw his face flaming red, especially his ears. I have seen him this fervent only now and I can't help but smile to myself.

As you wish, my master.

I continued unbuckling his belt, then I pulled down his pants a bit. I heard his soft moans when my hand finally reached his manhood. I started stroking up and down the length of his shaft. Slowly at first, then I went faster as his groans get louder. He grabbed the back of my head and he pulled me closer to his.

“F*ck I can't wait, Van. I want you!”

I know what he wanted me to do. And I wanna do it, too!

So I held his waist, then I started kissing his love muscle. My husband is big. I couldn't do anything as he really doesn't fit in my mouth. Both of his hands are holding my head side by side. He's guiding me as he goes in and out of my mouth. Allen is literally hot. His soft groans before became wilder now. And my G.o.d that turns me on, so I went faster… and faster… and FASTER!

“Aahhh! G.o.d d.a.m.n it, Vanessa!” He grasped my hair even tighter.

When I felt he's already near his climax, somebody knocked on the door. s.h.i.+T!

“Sir Allen?”

Because I was so startled, I pushed my husband away. He turned his back on me and started to b.u.t.ton his pants on in panic. I could even hear him cussing. Sorry, it's not my intention to leave you hanging.

I realized that my dress was also down, so I hurriedly went inside the bathroom to hide. I leaned on the cold walls and cupped my b.r.e.a.s.t.s. I can feel my heart throbbing so fast! I'm feeling nervous as I thought somebody would see us. It's a good thing that my husband got on his feet right at that instant. He's able to dress up immediately. On the other note, I can't help but laugh to what happened.

I went in front of the mirror and looked at the necklace that Allen gave me once again. It's really beautiful, I've looked at it up close only now. When could've he bought this? I couldn't remember him going home with this. He's good at this, especially in preparing surprises. He nailed it. I don't want this day to end. No words can describe how happy I am.

I screamed when the bathroom door suddenly opened. Then, my husband came in. He was looking at me fiercely. My senses got me to step back and lean on the sink. Is he mad at me again? Why? What did I do? I suddenly remembered that my phone has been ringing since this afternoon. Maye Allen saw somebody calling me. G.o.d, I'm a dead meat.

He went near me, frowning. I felt scared, especially when he pulled me on my arms. “O-ouch, Allen! You're hurting me! What's your deal?” I asked.

He put his face near my ears and angrily said, “You left me hanging!”

It beats me, but I find it funny.

Was it me? Why won't he blame the caretaker of the house? She was the one to interrupt us. I pulled my arm back and was about to leave the bathroom when he pulled me on the waist and again embraced me from behind.

“Where do you think you're going?” He asked as he buried his face on my neck.

“Uhm, downstairs. Let's eat. I'm hungry.”

“What, are you escaping from me?” Then he turned me around to face him. “I won't let you, Vanessa. You left me hanging. We'll continue.” He held my cheeks with both of his hands and then his lips touched mine.

Knowing my husband, can I say no?

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