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During the night several Whatsapp messages came in, but as I knew Jack wouldn't send any, I didn't care to look at my phone. All the messages were in the same style as the first ones, but none of them was signed. So, for me, the easiest way was to just block the contact. Thank God for that option on cellphones.
When Jack came home after his shift, he looked exhausted. It had been rough in the way that little Jimmy was still running behind him. Amanda from the social services had come and try to take Jimmy with her, but that had triggered tremendous cries and screams from the little boy who just literally attached himself to Jack's leg with an uncommon strength. It was obvious that at six years old, he knew what he wanted and that was to be with Jack and no-one else. Even the security-guard had tried to help Amanda, unsuccessfully. He went to bed, but not even an hour later he was standing next to my desk where I was trying to have some work done.
-I can't sleep. I guess I am too exhausted and I can't stop thinking about Jimmy. I don't know what I did to him to have him follow me constantly and refusing anything from other people. You know that this little boy has not slept a minute during the whole night. He silently follows me, observing everything I do and even asking me why I did this or that. I don't know how we are going to manage him the day his mother dies. He already refused anything from Amanda who will be in charge of him. If it is not me who puts food in front of him, he doesn't eat!
-Isn't there a kid's psychologist in the hospital?
-Yes, there is and when I am present, Jimmy answers all the questions and does what the psychologist tells him. They tried the same when I was not there, and Jimmy was as closed as a security safe. I am really worried about him.
-Let's get you back to bed and I'll give you a nice back rub. That will help you fall asleep.
So, we went to the bedroom. Jack laid down on his belly, showing me his strong muscles in his back and that perfect bubble butt I loved so much. I started a nice massage at his shoulders and slowly down his back. When I touched his buttocks he lightly moaned but didn't move. I went on for another five minutes till I heard him softly snore. The back rub had the desired effect on him. I left the bed as quietly as I could as to not wake him and closed the door to the bedroom. Mid-afternoon he stumbled out of the bedroom, still half asleep. At least he had had about seven hours of sleep and that was necessary as he had another nightshift.
When he was just out of bed he never bothered to dress and I admired him once again. I still couldn't believe his handsome body was mine to enjoy whenever I wanted. Jack was not someone to refuse any sexual activity, never. He was always ready for me just as I was always ready for him. Right then, he needed some coffee. With a mug in his hand, he came back to where I was sitting and softly kissed my lips as a `good morning kiss' although it was well past 4pm. I went to the kitchen to prepare a light supper for us. Jack always wanted something light before a nightshift. While we were eating, I told him about the mysterious messages without signature and when he looked at the number, it didn't ring a bell with him either. He took his own cell phone and called the number. He got the voice mail of ... Jude.
The mystery of who it was, was solved, but I didn't understand why he couldn't just say who he was. I could guess why he wanted to talk, but it would have been so much easier to sign his messages. I also wondered why he had changed his number. All in all, it was a stupid behavior, but it confirmed he and Jason were still in contact.
While I was cleaning up from our light meal, Jack came behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist and kissing my neck. I had the strong suspicion my lover and husband was horny as I felt something hard at my buttocks. Jack was still naked and I had just some shorts on. That wouldn't take long to get off and just as I thought it, Jack dropped on his knees and pulled my shorts down. I eagerly stepped out of them. It was not the first time that we initiated lovemaking in any place of the apartment, but Jack was eager to just follow his instinct and didn't want to lose time by going to the bedroom. He savagely attacked my ass, spreading my ass-cheeks to have total access to my rosebud. I spread my legs wider and even lifted one on the kitchen counter, having my legs in a ninety degrees angle. Jack took that as a sign to go on with what he was doing and that was my purpose. His expert tongue was doing miracles and I couldn't hold myself, moaning and groaning and even growling. I put my hand on his head and tried to push him further into me. I didn't know how he was doing it and didn't even try to understand. His tongue was in me, licking me out and making my puckered hole wet and slippery. The way he attacked my hole showed me he was not in for romantic lovemaking. He was super horny and wanted to shoot his load and I was ready for him and to receive his juices in me. When he stood up and on his feet, I knew his cock would be at the perfect height and pointing at its target. Oh yes, he was and he didn't take a lot of time to press it at my entrance. Thanks to the spit he had used in my ass and the constant flow of precum he was producing, his cock-head passed my sphincter with ease. He is a considerate man and waited for the muscle to relax before thrusting in any further. I squeezed the muscles a few time and then let them loose. Jack knew it was the sign he was waiting for and started to enter me teasingly slow, till I could feel his trimmed pubes tickle my ass-cheeks. Each and every time he did that, I was amazed at the feelings it caused. I always felt so complete when he was in me.
His hips started to move. First it was long and slow movements and he so wonderfully grazed my prostate, making my precum flow out of my manhood. That was the moment he chose to grab my cock and slowly stroking it to the rhythm of his hip movements. The simultaneous stimulation of cock and ass was driving me crazy. My precum was the perfect lubrication for the cock he was manipulating. He had to be very excited as his movements increased in speed very quickly. Each thrust inwards was better than the previous one, grazing my prostate and sending jolts of pleasure through my entire body. While he made love to my ass and with his right hand he made love to my cock, he pinched my nipple with his fingers of his left hand. I didn't know which sensation I loved best as on top of it all, he kissed my neck and turned my head to nibble my earlobe. It was a total overload of stimulations and the juices in my balls were already boiling in my scrotum. The final sprint to my climax was well on the way. The strong and forceful thrusts in my ass told me Jack was about to deposit a huge load of semen in me. The mere idea triggered my climax and I shot my load on the kitchen floor. The spasms it caused in my ass made Jack go over the edge and filled me with his hot white cream. The intensity of our orgasms increased each time we made love. I put my hands behind me, holding Jack in place and avoiding him to leave my hole. I so enjoyed the afterglow of intense lovemaking and would allow him to get out of my body, but only in a natural way when his cock deflated. Even then, it was too early for me. I hated that feeling of emptiness when his cock plopped out.
I turned around and Jack automatically was nestled in my arms with his head on my shoulder. We were still catching our breaths. I had my arms wrapped around him and squeezed him tight in my embrace. I loved him so much and it was not only for the awesome lovemaking. I won't deny that the physical part of our relationship was more than satisfactory. It was a real communion between us. We had so much more. Love, Trust and Respect were of course our basic pillars and communication and complicity were just added values. Just before he left for work there was yet another unsigned message and it really started to piss me off. Couldn't Jude just pick-up the phone and call directly? I decided to take matters in my hands and call him instead.
It was an awkward conversation as Jude didn't seem to know what to say. Why on earth did he want to talk like he said in his messages. One thing was clear: he wanted us to meet in person with no one else around. I told Jack and he suggested to meet in a public place so that I could leave at any time I wanted. Although Jude insisted that he wanted to come to our place, I vehemently refused. I mentioned a well-known café with terrace downtown, but he insisted to come to our place. I didn't know how I could make it clear to him that that was not going to happen, till I had to tell him that I didn't want him to come to my place... point final and that if he didn't agree with that, there would be no meeting at all. He must have sensed I was dead serious and finally accepted the meeting I suggested.
At the appointed time and place, I was sipping on a hot cappuccino when I saw him arriving. Just like Jason, he had lost weight and was not really his usual well groomed self. I felt pity for him, but was not going to give-in to it. To great me he wanted to kiss me on the cheeks, but I pulled back and pushed him away.
-Not even a kiss?
-No, not even a kiss, I answered, I don't think you deserve it.
The look of total defeat in his face increased my pity for him. I couldn't forget the wonderful times we had worked together and even had some awesome sex. I couldn't forget either the treason with who at that time was my boyfriend.
-So Jude, what is it that you need to talk about?
He was a bit surprised at my tone of voice that was really cold and rational. I just wanted to get it all over with and knew exactly where I stood.
-I want you to come back, at work and in private.
I couldn't help to have a sarcastic and loud laugh and stopped that laugh abruptly to make him understand I was not laughing because it was funny, because it wasn't.
-Since you're gone, everything around me is going down-hill. You were my major pillar and my rock. When you were around, everything went fine and I couldn't be happier. Please come back... I need you.
-These are the things you should have thought about before you fucked my boyfriend Jude!
-Oh come on Al, you just threw everything away for a fuck ?
-You don't seem to understand Jude... I don't care where you put your dick. What I did care about was the trust we HAD and I am speaking in the past tense. You blatantly lied to me so you could fuck and the result was that the trust was shattered to pieces. You know what happens when there is no trust ? Exactly, there is nothing anymore. I was hurt and devastated to a level you can't even imagine. The disappointment was HUGE. And then you sent your wife to talk to me ? You didn't have the guts to be face to face with me?
He was getting angry ... and he knew I was right and he was wrong. He got angry because he didn't want to admit he was wrong.
-And now you ask me to come back? Jude, I will not come back. I am happy with my life and won't throw that away for an uncertain future with someone I don't even trust.
-So, you don't care that business is going down since you left? You don't care if I have to close it and put my wife and children in an awkward situation?
-Wow! Wait a minute! Don't you blame me for your misfortune. I am not responsible for your business! I was just an employee, remember? The business is yours, even before you ever offered me a work contract. Please, get down to reality Jude. If your wife and children get in an awkward situation, it is not my fault but YOURS !
With that said, I was totally fed up and pissed off. I got up, threw a banknote on the table and left Jude there with eyes as big as saucers. He probably didn't expect my reaction. I didn't expect him to blame me for something I was not responsible for. I just followed Jack's advise to leave if I didn't feel comfortable. If I ever had the slightest doubt of going back with Jude, that doubt vanished completely. I have my pride as well and rather be a beggar on the street than going back to him.
Right then, while walking home, I needed Jack at my side. He was working and I tried to never bother him with anything while he was doing that. This time was a little different and I couldn't help myself to send him a message.
"I need you so badly ... LY"
I didn't expect any response. If my memory was correct, he told me he left his cellphone in his locker when he was working. Nonetheless, it was a relief to know he would find my message. It was a surprise to receive and answer almost straight away.
"Get back to you in a short while. LYT"
That was strange... First that he answered immediately and secondly the content of his message. I had no choice as to wait for his next message. It came in about an hour later.
"Jimmy's Mum died"
Oh my... Poor Jimmy! What was going to happen to that little kid? From what I understood, Jimmy was now completely alone in this world. My heart went out to him. He was now in the hands of Social Services with Amanda and I already knew it was going to be a nightmare for both of them. Jimmy was ok as long as he had Jack around, but that was going to change now. I wondered if Jack would be able to be kept updated with the boy's life. Jack had such a golden heart that I knew he would be devastated once the boy would not be around anymore. It was true that Jack was sometimes annoyed with Jimmy following him everywhere he went, but at the same time I knew Jack loved it.
I made sure to be awake when Jack got home. He would need support and certainly would want to talk about the whole situation. I put my alarm clock to be sure I had time to prepare a huge pot of coffee as well as the necessary oils to give him a soothing and relaxing massage. There was no doubt he would need it to be able to get some sleep. The fact that it was weekend, would hopefully help him relax.
When he came through the door, a little later than usual, I heard him talk. He entered the living room, but he was not alone! Yes, you guessed right. Jimmy was with him. As soon as the little guy saw me, he clung to Jack's leg, almost crawling behind him, trying desperately to hide.
-Jimmy, I told you Al is a friend and he will not make you go away. So, why don't you say hello?
I got on my knees to be at the level of Jimmy and just smiled. The rest of the explanations would have to wait. Jimmy peeked from behind Jack's leg towards me.
-Hello Jimmy. Welcome to our home.
Jimmy seemed to relax a little. Mind you, he was not at ease yet, but he did as Jack told him and almost whispered a weak hello that was almost inaudible. I tried to think as fast as I could. What would make the little kid feel welcomed?
-Jimmy, I said, would you want a warm chocolate ?
His eyes opened wide and he slowly nodded to my question. I got up and took what I needed from fridge and cupboard. In a few minutes I put a warm chocolate on the counter and Jack sat him on the stool at the island. Without asking, Jimmy again whispered a feeble thank you before putting his hands around the warm cup. Jack looked lovingly at me and his eyes just showed gratefulness. If Jack hand decided to bring Jimmy home, there must have been good reasons. It was obvious I had like a million questions in my head. Jack gave me the first basic information about what had happened during the night, after Jimmy's Mum died. Amanda had been called to rescue the little boy but had not been successful at all. The hospital had already made an extraordinary exception to let Jimmy sleep and live in the same room of his dying mother, but there was no way he could stay now that she was gone. When Amanda had tried to take him with her, Jimmy had screamed his lungs out, clinging to Jack. He made so much noise that all the nurses were gathering, looking how the little boy made it clear he was NOT going with Amanda. It took them hours to calm down the boy. Jack and Amanda had talked it all over and decided that for this Friday, Jimmy would come with Jack to our home and that she would collect him first time in the morning on Saturday as soon as she found a willing family to take care of him.
As it was usual, Jimmy had not slept a minute during the night and his eyes were slowly closing by themselves. Jack picked him up and took him to our bedroom, undressed him except for his underwear and put him to sleep. Jimmy was sleeping before his head hit the pillow. Jack left the door open and came back to the kitchen where I was waiting for him.
-And now Jack, I asked, what's the plan?
Jack had tears in his eyes.
-I just couldn't leave him Al. He just lost his mother and I don't know if he already realizes it. When he started to cry and scream, there was no way I could just turn and leave him there. I am already scared about what will happen tomorrow morning when Amanda comes to pick him up.
-Ok, I understand that part and I know how big your heart is. You know we don't have anything for kids, do you? We don't even have a kids bed. We can't have him sleeping with us, even if it is for one night only, because it is only for one night, right?
-Yes, it is. Amanda comes tomorrow morning.
-And you think tomorrow it will be easier for Jimmy?
-I am afraid not, but there is no other option! I agreed to help because he couldn't stay at the hospital. Even with his mother alive, it was not really the best place to be for a boy his age. There is one question that I wanted to ask you though ...
-Tell me...
-Do you think we could manage to take care for Jimmy for a little longer than one night?
I was flabbergasted and didn't know the answer to that question right away.
To be continued...
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