Belonging Part III (11 page)

I married a woman, who resembled my mother. A woman that provided me with a home. Not a loving home, just a home. That was Stephie my first wife. Unfortunately, she never took after her natal mum ( I still can’t believe Betty told Deborah the truth), if she did then she would have maybe learnt to love me.  Her problem was she was obsessed with the Dean. 

I learnt about her affair and I realised that she was incapable of love to anyone else but the Dean. She tried to change after it was clear that twenty-one years after having his son, he was never leaving his wife.

Stephie’s first husband was an excuse. A reason to hide her unexpected birth out of wedlock. The family never revealed the truth, but it didn’t take a genius to figure out that they were married, exactly at the same time that she was already pregnant.

My marriage to Stephie lasted five, long years. We were tied to each other from the words, “I do.” She needed someone to be married to after her husband left. The story they told everyone was that he had died. He got tired of being married to a woman who was never around. Her parents sent him a fat cheque and he took a very early retirement in Mexico.

Then, our mothers’ got talking. Mine decided I needed to settle down and Stephie’s decided the same. We knew this was in the cards when we had so many family engagements together. The hints were far from subtle. I had several love interests in my life and the idea of having someone regular to attend to them seemed attractive at the time. Stephie was the most beautiful woman I’d ever met. Only on the outside, the inside was empty.

Along came Deborah and things changed. Stephie was comfortable with the idea that I’d always come home to her. She saw what I felt for Deborah and ensured that we never spoke. I played along until the opportunity came up and I could have Deborah by my side.

I loved to watch how Stephie thought I grew to love her.

It wasn’t love, I tolerated her.

It was an arrangement, nothing more.

Stephie’s heart was with the Dean. He never left his wife and that broke her heart. Even when we tried to re-establish our marriage, I knew she was sneaking to see him behind my back. It never bothered me because I was less than faithful. Thinking I was incapable of love. One thing was for sure, I could never get Deborah out of my mind.

I kept my eye on Deborah throughout the years. She never knew. I took care of her family and when she was short, I made sure that she received some of the money. Her books were given to her as a gift. She thought it was because she had received top grades in the course. She never knew they were from me.

I never wanted her to know.

I loved her and denied it. I mean she was a four-eyed, mixed race beauty. I had never been attracted to any woman outside my race. I fucked, never loved women. They made me cum, gave me pleasure in the bedroom, but that day, Betty told us about her, I looked at her in a different light and the night I took her virginity I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I had to have her. And eventually I did. I used every manipulative tactic in the book to do it.

Got rid of Kevin.

Got rid of Stephie.

Got rid of Simon.

She was mine to keep and she would never know the truth. I’ll keep it with me till my dying day. Today will be the start of our future, especially with our little one on the way. She’s only four weeks and no one knows about it. Everyone thought that she would graduate from teacher training prior to us getting married. That was the original plan, but things change.

Deborah’s been stressed with exams and becoming more forgetful. I don’t mind, it was always on the cards – a wedding and children. We just didn’t expect it to be so rushed. I know one thing with Deborah, I’ll be happy. She’s changed me in more ways than she’ll ever know and I love her for it. The best part is she feels the same because she’s mine.

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***Author's note*** 

Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18. This is a standalone read. If you love a man with a filthy mouth and dirty sex, then this book is perfect for you. 

J.S. Wilder, Author

J.S. Wilder has spent many years working in the IT industry. She has left the computers behind and taken up her passion of writing. She loves to write romance and still believes in fairy-tales.

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