Chapter 1
Tamara POV
Coming back to this town is like swallowing a glass of water full of shards of glass. I would have not done it I absolutely did not have a choice. It is a very quaint and charming town. A little bit of everything without the need of going to a big city unless for some frivolities of course. There is even an ice rink like the one in downtown Chicago, not that I know anything about ice skating. To me, those ice skaters, “like the ones at the Olympics”, are aliens. How can someone twist and turn and throw themselves that high? Don’t even get me started on the swimming artistic sport. I have a profound respect and admiration for all of those athletes. Once upon a time, I dabbled in gymnastics then handball and even some Soccer. But , unfortunately , or fortunately for me it was not in the cards. Painting and drawing is what gives me breath. Like today , with the leaves of the old Cherry Blossom tree blowing in the wind, it is the beginning of Autumn or the Fall like they call it around here.
“We are here”, says the cab driver as he stops in front of an old Victorian house.
“Thank you again”. I respond, anxious while stepping outside of the cab.
As he drives away, I take some minutes to take a few deep breaths. All the memories keep flooding, some joyous and full of laughter, some others sadness and deception, but the most intense ones are the sexual discovery of myself and I wonder if I will ever meet them again. The roads look alike and different at the same time. You can hear the kids laughing out loud in the neighborhood’s playground , about a 1/4 mile a way. It’s refreshing but I can’t help feeling this knot in my belly.
“Welcome home” she says , as she opens the door and waves at me with the most insincere plastic smile plastered on her face.
I don’t answer and walk past her, my step mother. “This is going to be a long Fall” I think as she closes the door behind her. I climb the stairs while running my hands on the wooden spiraling stair case. The house kept its chatm if the 19th century with just few rooms renovated (the bathrooms, kitchen on the back of the house, bedrooms on the 2nd floor. Everything else us exactly as it used to be when my ancestors lived here.
My room is exactly as I left it 5 years after my last stay, barely untouched but of course it has been touched and vaccumed, sheets washed and changed, ironed even then put back on the bed. There is not a single speck of dust anywhere.
5 years ago!
“Listen to me , you do not have to go . We can keep on going like we have been going. Don’t you love me anymore?” he asks, running after her while she attempts to pack up her clothes and items.
“Of course, I do and that is precisely why I have to go. How can we keep on going like this now that we know the truth Trey? How can we?” She says as she frantically opens her drawers , pulls out her clothes and throws them in her suitcase.
“Tamara, listen to me”, he pulls her closer to him and holds her face with his 2 hands. “I love you. We all do. It can work and to hell, those who do not agree with our love”. He kisses her and feels her melting in his arms.
He sits on the bed pulling her to him. He keeps on kissing her voraciously. She straddles him and responds in kind to his kisses. She is already so wet for him, she could never resist him. She could never resist them and that is why she must go. But one last time, she wants to feel him in her to as a memory that she will always cherish.
“Please Trey, please don’t make me wait. Please take me hard and fast” she begs while he kisses her some more.
“No, I won’t make you wait. I want this as bad as you do”.
He gets up and closes the door. Stand behind her. Both her hands are on the bed , she widens her stance even more. He pulls down her panties, pulls her skirt up high on her hips, lifts up her right leg and puts it on the bed. She takes deep breaths because she knows he will pound on her like a predator pounds on its prey. She welcomes it, she wants to be bruised and sore for days. He spanks her ass 5 times for each cheek.
“Please Daddy”, she whimpers.
“What do you want, young bird?” He asks while wrapping a condom on his already very hardened length.
“Please fuck me Daddy, hard and fast”.
“Are you sure that is what you want, young bird?” He asks while checking her for wetness and she was absolutely dripping.
He fingers her some more then shoves his fingers in her mouth. “Here taste yourself. Tell me how you taste?”
“So sweet Daddy, so sweet Daddy”.
“I will not hold back and in return you can cum whenever you feel like it , understood?”
“Yes, Dad…. fucccckkkkk” she yelps while holding on the sheets for dear life.
He started pounding into her like his back was on fire. She screamed and howled and it felt so good riding that line of pain and pleasure. He was rutting in her so good and she loved every second of it.
“Tell me you like it, young bird. I can’t hear you yet” .
“Yes Daddy, I love it. Yes please keep going , I am getting so close. Don’t stop please”.
He kept on fucking her until she screamed her release. The whole house had probably heard her but she did not care one bit. And he did not stop. He continued for a few more minutes until he finally came really hard in her while wrapped with a condom. He pulled out, tied the used condom up and went to drop it in the en suite bathroom. Came back to the bathroom with a washcloth , cleaned her then hold her.
“I would like to sleep in your bedroom tonight Daddy if you don’t mind” .
“I do not mind at all “ he said while holding her hand and guiding her towards his room which was 2 rooms down the halfway. It was the last time, she spent the night with him.
The next morning , before the sun rose, she went back to hers, finished packing her things and left without saying goodbye.
PRESENT
She tears a bit while remembering their last night together and he never contacted her after that. None of them did. There was really nothing to say. At the last news from her cousin, they were all engaged to girls from the same family and would get married by the end of the year. It was actually one of the reasons why she was in town but she was not sure she would stay to watch them marry others, it was just too much to bear. Call it hypocrisy or jealousy, but it was still too fresh , too hard to imagine them, seeing them with others. Her heart cracked and her eyes welled each time she thought of them with others. She wanted no part of it. Did they really ever love her like they said they did? She would always wonder.
“You are home” my beautiful daughter. Her mum comes in and embraces her. “We have all missed you Tata” her mother continues. “I cannot believe that not only you left without a goodbye, but also you never came back not even for the holidays, not even once in 5 years.
Apparently, she looks exactly like her mother. Except her mother’s skin complexion was lighter with shorter hair that she likes to keep in mistly Ghanaian braids; whereas she was very dark with natural curly long hair.
How is that rich lawyer of yours doing?” Her mother asked while pouring some tea for each of them to drink.
“He is doing well mama. Vic will be here by the end of the week”.
“So 3 days! Excellent. That gives me time to prepare his room and so on”.
“His room? Mama. He is my fiance and has been with me for more than 3 years now. Trust me we sleep….”
“I do not want to hear a peep. In your father’s house, you do not sleep with others before you are married. Outside of here, you may do as you please”.
Mama had no idea how many times she had fucked people within these walls but she was not about to kiss and tell lol “ok mama, understood”. She replied with a tiny smile.
“Alright, prepare for dinner in 2 hours. It will be a bit later than usual because we are expecting everyone to be there, including the triplets and their fiancees. So, be on your best behavior”.
At the sound of the word triplets , her body went completely rigid.
“The triplets are coming and their fiancees will be here as well?” she asks while dreading her mother’s answer.
“Yes , they will be here. And we all know your history with them. That was the only reason why I did not run after you when you left because I raised you well and [turning around to look at here , straight in the eyes and added softly] you made the right decision by leaving them. So tonight, you will be presented to her fiancees as their sister. They do not need to know anything else about our family. Yes?”
“Yes, mother” she answers, still uncertain of what is to come.
So her mother knew about the affair all along unbeknownst to her and the triplet.
“I will see you at 5 PM sharply. Take some time to relax and nap. Thank you again for coming home Tata. I am so happy and I love you so much”.
“Me too , mama” she answered while smiling and watching her leave the room and closing the door behind her.
She was looking at her room and the walls and noticed that the doors felt heavier. They must have finally reinforced all of them and soundproofed the walls. Fantastic!! Just a few minutes later after her mother left , a knock on the door.
“Come in mama, did you forget any….” She stops talking as standing in front of her were not 1, not 2, but 3 dark hair men dresses in slacks and polo shirts : the triplets , Trey, Tai and Tru. The men because of whom she ran away and yet that she still was in love with , despite the years.
“Hi TT”, Tai says after closing the door and locking it behind him. “How have you been? Or better yet why are you back here?”
