My Mother's Revenge

Not Tonight

Alfred’s POV

Alfred is married with a beautiful daughter. He was recently ranked the 5th richest man in his country. He is into oil and gas, clothing, banks, transportation and cosmetics. All of this success can be attributed to his secretary, his secret lover.

Alfred, today is the day, my friend! What are you going to do? Asked Alfred’s business partner, John Trevos.

Honestly, I don't know John. How do I fire her? When she hasn’t done anything wrong to me but love me sincerely, Alfred said, looking troubled. All these years she has genuinely stood by my side, helped me build what I have now.

I’m sorry Alfred, this is a big issue, but are you going to do it? I mean, your wife has already threatened to go to the police if you don’t fire her today.

Alfred frowned at the thought of his wife ranting him out to the police for a crime they both committed years ago. He hated her so much and all he thought about was killing her in her sleep.

I just want to kill her! Alfred said with so much anger in his voice.

Hey buddy! don't talk like that. She is still the mother of your child.

And Clare is also the mother of my child! Alfred snapped.

Just as they were discussing, his secretary, Clare, walked into the office, with a cup of Alfred’s favorite drink in her hand.

Hello John, good morning, she said with a smile as she put the cup down.

Hello Ma,am, good morning. How are you doing? John replied to her.

I’m good, thank you, she said as she smiled. She looked at Alfred, and she could sense something was wrong.

Sir, is everything okay?

Yes...yes, everything is okay, it's just work. John said to her with a reassuring nod.

Okay. Sir, is there anything you want me to do for you?

Alfred glanced at her with a big smile. No, we are fine. Please tell the driver to get the car ready in 5 minutes, we're heading out.

Ok, sir, she replied and walked out, feeling a little bit worried.

John watching her go, sighed and muttered" She is so kind and innocent.

*********

Later that evening, after the close of work, Clare went into her boss’s office to say goodnight, as usual, but as she opened the door, she saw Alfred slumped onto his chair, motionless. His face paled, and his eyes seemed sunken and emotionless. As he saw her walk in, his eyes drifted aimless to the floor as if searching for answers. The thought of firing Clare was too much weight on him. He had been thinking of the best subtle way to tell Clare. No matter how hard he tried, there was no better way to break it off with the woman who gave her all to him. His face was etched with anguish as he looked at her, standing there, looking so innocent.

Come, please come sit with me, he gestured to her.

Honey, what is the matter? Why are you looking so down? She asked as she took a chair and sat close to him.

Can you cook my favorite meal, my love? I will be coming over tonight. And I want you to look good for me as well.

Really? Are you spending the night then? Clare asked smiling. It's been about a month since she had him in her arms.

Yes I am, and I am sorry it took this long. I want to spend time with you and my daughter.

Oh great. Sandra will be very delighted. But why are you looking unhappy? Is it your wife again?

Uhm... there’s actually something i would like to discuss with you but, we will talk about it tonight.

Okay my love. Let me hurry to the market before they close. See you later. He kissed her and she walked away smiling.

Later that evening, at Clare’s house

The food was really nice. I enjoyed every bit of it, Alfred said as he wipped his mouth.

I’m glad you enjoyed the meal, honey.

Clare looked at her daughter, feeling inert happiness as both the love of her life and her daughter sitting at the same table at the same time – something she had always wanted, but fate had it different for them. Baby, did you enjoy the food? She asked as she patted her daughter’s hair.

Yes mummy, I did, it was really nice. Thank you, mum, thank you Uncle. Sandra said as she excused herself from the dinner room.

She cleared the table while Alfred assisted with cleaning the table.

My love, what happened today? You weren't looking good. Are you sick or something? Clare asked as they made their way to her bedroom.

Alfred pulled her into his arms and started to kiss her. The kiss got intense as she closed the door behind them and began removing his clothes.

The night was short and every moment was important to Alfred. His initial plan was to lay her off easily with a bag full of cash and traveling plans for both her and his daughter to leave the country, but tonight took a different turn as they both wanted each other desperately. He intentionally blocked every form of remorse or regret as he tried to enjoy every bit of the night with her. He took off her gown, exposing her nice curves and firm boobs. Even at 45years and a mother, her boobs were still firm, like those of a 16-year-old girl.

He carefully laid her on the bed and began to suck her n*****s. She moaned endlessly in pleasure, inviting him to touch her c**t as she led his hand to her p***y. He starts to rub her creamy p***y, gently occasionally dipping his middle finger inside of her.

He raised up her left leg and slid his d**k inside her. Oh love! She grasps as she wraps her hands around him, pulling him closer.

Just as they were in each other’s arms, Alfred’s phone rang.

Ah. I guess that’s your wife, Clare said as she pulled away from him to make room for him to pick up his phone. He grabbed his phone, saw the caller and a sudden hot rush of hate came all over him.

What do you want? He said angrily on the phone.

Hmmm... I know that you are with her, but I will let it slide. His wife, Catrine, said over the phone.

Woman! I am not ready for your tantrums tonight.

Shu -shu, don't speak to me like that because of that w***e! I am your wife, she snapped. And make sure you f**k her well tonight, because this is the last time you will and she hung up.

With her worried face, Clare sat up, facing Alfred. Is there a problem? Do you need to go home? She asked as she folded her hands.

No love, everything is fine. He pulled her close, and kissed her.

I just want to be here with you, he replied and put her head on his chest.