My Angel,
It seems to me that you’re not being faithful.
Angelica reread the handwritten letter once again as she tried to let the words sink in but she crumpled the paper and threw it into the trash. It had to be a joke the kids were pulling on her and she was not in the mood for it. The house was quiet and she remembered that Roman said he was taking Mia that Saturday evening as she had gotten off her shift at work. She was exhausted and she knew that it was probably the best time for her to relax and take a bath.
Work had been tiring and she just pulled a double shift. Her body was aching and her feet most likely swollen. It was six thirty in the evening and she figured she could skip dinner after her bath and go straight to sleep.
She had filled up the tub with water after rinsing herself off and took a step into the bath, the hot water enveloping her like a warm embrace. She wanted to just close her eyes and go to sleep but if she did that, she would pass out from the warm air.
Angelica had her eyes closed and a glass of wine on the side as she tried her best to relax but not having Mia with her, there was a somewhat uneasy quiet she was not used to in her life. She felt slightly sad but she knew it was because she was so used to having her daughter around, even when she was with her grandmother.
She should be reveling in the fact that Mia was spending quality time with her dad and she glanced over at her cell phone that was playing music lightly in the background and then moved to grab it. She texted her daughter and waited a few minutes for an answer but it never came. The paranoid mom in her went off and she texted her ex-husband hoping that he would let her know if they were leaving town or something.
Angelica: How is she doing?
She waited a few seconds and was about to put the phone down, cursing her helicopter mom instincts when the phone chimed with a message.
Roman: Are you checking up on our daughter or me? LOL.
Angelica: Mia. Why would I care about you?
Roman: She’s 14, not 4. She’s fine, she’s watching a movie.
Angelica: Oh I see.
Angelica wasn’t sure if that was going to be it or if she wanted to know more but what happened last week still had her on edge. Did she trust her daughter to not make the same mistake again or did she trust her to understand the danger that she could have put herself in? The phone chimed again with another message and Angelica looked at the screen.
Roman: Are you off work?
Angelica: Yeah.
Roman: Are you naked in bed?
Angelica: None of your business. And not that you need to know but I’m enjoying my alone time.
Roman: Alone time with someone else or alone time with…yourself?
Angelica: Whatever you want to believe.
Roman: I’ll say by yourself or you wouldn’t be texting me.
Angelica: Sure.
Angelica: Goodnight.
Roman: You’re no fun.
Roman: Goodnight.
Angelica found herself smiling and she felt slightly dazed and knew that the wine was getting to her if she found Roman to be funny. But he had always been that way, that was one of the big reasons as to why she had loved him. Over the years being the single parent, she also found it to be annoying, but now she could almost say that she found it charming.
She could just imagine the smirk on his older face as he enjoyed teasing her and her hand slipped over her chest, grazing against her n*****s. They were perked and she couldn’t remember when was the last time she had s*x. It had been almost two months and with Mia being around, she hadn’t pleasured herself in a while.
Her fingers slipped lower and her stomach flinched as the pads of her fingers slipped past her neatly trimmed curls, lower to find an all too sensitive nub. Taking a deep breath, she delved just a little bit lower to find her entrance and the slick moisture that had pooled between her legs.
It had been long and she figured it would be a good time for her to find release when she had so much going on in her life. She reached over to her little bath stand and found what she was looking for, her waterproof mini vibrator. It had been awhile since she had been well acquainted with her c**t stimulator as placed the toy against her c**t.
As soon as she turned it on, she was so sensitive and deprived that she had almost came instantly. A hand came up to cup and play with her breast then n****e as her toes curled and stomach clenched.
Maybe it was because she just spoke to him, but she pictured Roman as she squeezed a n****e. He used to like playing and teasing them as he would plop the beady nub into his mouth and roll his tongue, sucking, and biting. Angelica moaned as a wave hit her. Then she remembered how he used his fingers on her. They had gone from clumsy and flimsy teenagers to young adults as they grew up and he had become accustomed to her likes. She could recall him as he’d lick and suck on her c**t and she could imagine him doing that now as an adult as he looked up at her with his brown eyes. Another wave came and she clenched her stomach.
The dark lashes framing his eyes as he would watch her while eating her out. Angelica squeezed harder as her hips started to buckle and before she knew it, she was having an orgasm as she imagined her ex-husband going down on her.
When everything came crashing down and she was back to reality, she had to curse herself as she realized what she had done. She didn’t like the man, and he was only her daughter’s father, so why was it that she had pleasured herself to the image of him. He was her ex and whatever happened in the past should stay in the past. And that meant their previous relationship and marriage.
Angelica finished the rest of her bath as she cleaned up, never knowing that while she may have experienced a very welcomed orgasm, she had unexpectedly given a show to a very depraved set of eyes.