38 My First Wife

I turned off the shower and dried my body walking to my wardrobe. Taking out a white shirt with blue polo shorts I planned to call the emergency services from my basement. I can't live in these L.E.D battery lights or stay hungry for one more second. But the moment I got down I found the whole space wrapped in a warm scent. I could smell cookies.

"Fuck!" I hissed knowing exactly it was her. My nerves were raging when I stormed to the kitchen where I found Julie in my shirt. Her hair was secured in a bun while my shirt was teasing me hiding her toned thighs in a way that they would peak when she turned and bent to take out something from the oven.

The kitchen had four yellow lights on but she still had candles lighted on different corners. I walked to the table and the moment she turned she gasped a little making me see her wide eyes and open mouth.

"I am so sorry, I know you warned me but…" She trailed off when I got so close invading her personal space.

"My dear wife,…" I grazed my hand on her cheek. "…You are indeed someone who should stay in the working class," I told her looking at her plump mouth. The mouth only I have kissed. I didn't know she was a certified chef. Well, there is one less problem to worry about.

"Matteo…Cooking isn't something bad. I thought you must be hungry. I didn't know what you like…so…" She pressed her mouth backing off when I held her ass.

"Are you sure you love me?" I asked to which she blinked before nodding her head in yes.

"Then, what scares you?" Her breath hitched and she took her time before replying.

"I am scared of your…temper."

"When did I ever show my temper to you?" I pulled her waist leaving her with no choice but to feel my chest against her body. Of course, my question was sarcasm.

Her eyes got narrowed and she looked at my mouth for a few before replying. "Yea,…you are the most humble...and the sweet-natured person I have ever come across…" Her comment got me surprised while she raised her brows and laughed for getting me.

"Whatever…people like you would die to spend a day like mine." She held my neck and whispered against my mouth. "Being your wife, I am sure I am the envy of many too. Maybe yours too," I chuckled and held her arm and grazed my fingers on it. She shivered and I removed her hands off of me.

"This…don't worry. You don't really need to get out of your element. I enjoy your silent mouth more." Of course, she had confusion on her face when I cleared. "Your cell phone has given me a lot of insight into what you are like…"

"I have nothing to hide,…" The confidence on her face was real until I pulled her even close.

"This is what you think…I have the analysis that gives me the reach to all of your buttons."

She seemed uneasy before she whispered, "I need to get the steak out of the oven."

"From where did you learn the cooking," I asked when she started setting the table. The aroma was good.

"I…" She was about to reply when I spoke my mind. "Given your status, I wonder how your parents afforded the classes for you."

"I learned it by helping my mom in the kitchen…" She said as if it was nothing.

"What do you mean? You don't have a certificate to cook?" I asked making her look at me before she laughed.

"You don't need permission to do the usual things. This…" She was speaking nonchalantly when I cut her off.

"You think I will taste the food from a person who is not certified. Have you ever eaten what my personal chef makes?" My voice got louder. Maybe it was the reason that she seemed anxious.

"I am sorry but cooking isn't very hard. Anyone can do this…even you would be able to manage this if I wasn't here." She settled my plate and turned to stir something.

"And, I make the best soup." She added while I couldn't help my laugh and dig at the steak that seemed mouthwatering.

"I…have never got myself a glass of water on my own. I don't think my time is worth waiting for something so unimportant." I spoke looking at her spatula and the shine in her eyes vanished. I chewed on the meat and it turned out to be as good as it looked. But she didn't need to know this.

"Where's wine?" I asked making her look guilty.

"It's almost night…I thought you won't…"

"That's not your job." She smiled before nodding her head and get to serve me the wine.

She stood by the stove while I stared at her legs. She caught me twice but who gives a fuck. I knew she was trying to seduce me. Maybe she wanted to get her feelings reciprocated. But little did she know I was aware of her every move and was going to enjoy every inch of her without being moved.

Seeing how Kate talks to her and knowing about her past endeavours I knew she was a virgin because the thing mattered a lot to her father who didn't let her talk to guys much. She had a stalker in her school and a crush that she never approached. And, seeing how she tries to make advances was a lot of fun. I didn't know I could be this charming to get her heart.

But, now I knew why she would fluster all the time any guy approaches her. But how she could fall for me couldn't make sense. What could have gone through this mind of hers? Or she has lost it?

"Why you aren't eating?" I asked making her look at me.

"I will eat later." She replied making me lean into my chair. I was already halfway through my dinner when she served me the soup.

"Will you taste it?" She was uncertain.

"Well, I have already tasted your food. And,…it is nothing comparing to professionals, of course. But it was edible..."

She offered me a half-smile before getting to cover the things while I enjoyed her soup. I don't know if it was that hot soup or her thighs but I was excited.

"I am getting into the basement to see if the radio is working from here. Or, we have to wait this whole weekend without cell phone or electricity before my jet will arrive." She nodded her head in understanding and seemed fine until I added,

"And, you only have ten minutes to have the dinner. I want you to be ready for me." This made her look at me before she whispered, "Of course,"

"So, aren't you mad anymore that I cook food." She asked making me look at her.

"I think I shouldn't be. If anything people like you are made for this." I said rolling my eyes and left.

I got into the basement where supplies were stored mostly. I tried to switch on the lights but these only flickered. I was still looking for the transmitter used for emergency services when I heard thunder outside.

Fuck, why I had to be here today? Well aware that the radio might not work in such weather I still looked for the phone.

The light flickered more before it totally went out. "George!" I yelled but got my heart beat fast when only a thunderstorm rang. If there were things I was scared of were these catastrophic situations. They were so unfair. I fucking hate storms, earthquakes or plane crashes and accidents. The reason that I always have very skilled persons that monitors everything for me. I wonder how they were not aware that the weather will get this bad.

I heard someone coming downstairs and cried out. "Who is there?" A yellow flickering light appears before I found Julie coming down holding a candle.

"Is everything, ok?" She asked looking at me.

"What are you? Dumb? You can't hear what's wrong?" I asked making her shrug her shoulders.

"It's just raining outside. It's not that hard even." I was humiliated.

"Do you think I am worrying unnecessarily? This…" I got cut off with another thunderstorm.

"This is just a little rumbling. It's not a storm like it sounds here." Why the hell on the earth she was even talking to me like this.

"You think I am scared?" I couldn't help my laugh and shook my head in utter disbelief before I turned to look for the radio.

"I want the light here," I ordered and she walked to me but I turned and she tripped making the candle out.

"You can't do anything right…" Another thunder roared.

"Stay close to me," I said walking ahead and tried to show us the way out.

"Gladly," She whispered close to my ear making me cringed inwardly.

The house up was still lighted. I walked into the kitchen to find it clear. We walked to our room because there was no way I could spend one more second in that dark basement.

Our room was dim lighted and it was getting on my nerves. The sky roared once again but this time making me feel a pair of arms around me. "Don't act like you are scared of this. Because I know you aren't."

"Do you really think it is about thunder?" I shut my eyes for a moment but her body plastered with mine was lessening my anxiety.

I took two deep breaths and felt her hands roaming as she inhales deeply. The thunder roared making my eyes go shut.

Relax, Matteo. It's not like you are going to die today. This island is never heard to be destroyed by storms. It's…it's high. I knew my blood pressure was rising at this point. I felt her pulled away and saw her closing the windows.

"Would you like more candles here?" She asked making me look at her annoyed. "Can't you see how depressing it is getting without any light here? How can you not worry about dying on this island?" She looked at me for a moment but then left.

Fuck! I got up before following her and stood by the door until she returned. "What took you so fucking long?" She lighted the candles making the room seem good.

"I wonder how long it will go," I whispered and pulled the drapes down but the sound was still infiltrating the place. I jumped the moment rain hit the windows harder.

"What is bothering you?" I heard and wanted to smash her head. Of course, she could see my anxiety and wanted to make fun of it. "I hate it when things aren't in my control." I tried to cover but hated how this weather doesn't affect her. Was she even a human?

I looked around to find her getting out of my shirt. I looked at her back and realized I had something to lessen this tension. Before she could take a step I held her from her waist and spin her around to kiss her deeply. She held me strong and all of my goosebumps from earlier anxiety vanished.

Her mouth was sweet. At this point, I have used her so many times that I could tell she was a part of me. My hands knew every inch of her. She was mine. Completely mine…as I taste her mouth. I held her close while she was going weak. I could tell from her hold around my neck getting strong. I held her from her ass making her feel my throbbing hardness and grazed my mouth to my favourite spot on her neck that I have never left spotless since the day we have got married. She winced when I pulled her skin with my teeth and slapped her ass before caging her in my stronghold. We walked to the bed but she tripped making me move her around and feel her ass on my hardness. I pinched her belly making her groan as we landed on the bed.

She held my hand and makes it travel to hold her boobs. And, this act of her makes me recall the time when she told me that she loves me. All the times, when she kissed me with all the willingness. I turned her around to look into her eyes. I could see the desperation. Was it for me? Because there was nothing else that could explain this flame in her eyes. She can't be plotting against me because she knew she was caged in every sense.

I kissed her deep knowing that only one reason can explain. This foolish girl was in love with me and even the thought that I have someone to hurt who loves me was enticing enough. Grazing my hand on her thighs I held her tight and buried my face in her neck. Her hand came to hold my cheek and I could feel she was asking for it. I turned her around and buried her face in the pillow before mounting her from behind. From ruining my plans to being my first wife she has done all the things that make her someone who is meant to be ruined but I knew one thing for sure. I was going to miss her after she will be gone and why not? No matter, how poor she is…she will be known as my beautiful first wife forever.

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