Deporting Dominic (30 page)

“Go back in the living room now please,” I
said urgently not wanting to yell and scare them both. Charlie finally looks away long enough to redirect Bryce to the living room. I break our connection wiggling from under the almost dead weight of my husband. Dominic is ignorant of the little interruption still lost in the power of his orgasm.

“Dominic, snap out of it
, Bryce and Charlie just saw us having sex,” I muttered trying to quell my shaking legs. Bolting upright Dominic looks to the bedroom door trying to process this information as the blood returns to his brain. 

“What happened?” He moved
to the edge of the bed trying to get his thoughts together. 

“I do not know. I heard Bryce’s voice and look
ed up they were standing in the door way watching us.”

I give a sigh of relief when I find my shorts then pull my t-shirt over my head. I have no idea what I am going to
say to my kids regarding what they witnessed. Charlie knows what sex is but Bryce is still in the early learning stages. I just stopped letting him bathe with me last year.

“What are you going to
say Sammie?”

Dominic pulled
on his basketball shorts giving me a glimpse of his sexy backside. I internally scold and remind myself that I have children that are potentially scarred in the living room. Charlie and Bryce are sitting on the couch as if awaiting judgment. I calm my nerves and put on my imaginary parenting hat. I feel bad when I round the couch to see Bryce is near tears and Charlie is virtually catatonic.

Before I can speak Bryce launches into a full apology. “Mommy I am sorry I did not knock on the door and wait like you told me to.”

“Bryce sweetheart you know that is the rule right. And why is that the rule?” I ask to reinforce my teachings.

“To respeck peoples privacy.” Bryce starts to cry.  I fight the urge to pull him on my lap and comfort him.

“Bryce, you are not in trouble, so please stop crying. I just want to make sure you understand why it is important to respect other people’s privacy. Why were you standing in the bedroom doorway?”

“He wanted to get a movie on pay-per-view. I told him he needed to
ask you first,” Charlie explained. “When he didn’t come right back I got up to check on him. He was just standing there so I went to get him. I didn’t mean to look. I am not a pervert.”

“Was daddy hurting you mommy?” Bryce
asked now that he knows he is not in trouble.

“It’s okay Charlie. I know you are not a pervert. It’s like when you see a car crash. You don’t want to look but you can’t help but to look,” I reassure
d him as best I can before answering Bryce.  “Daddy was not hurting me. Remember when we talked about the differences between boys and girls?”

Bryce nods his head slowly
trying to recall what was actually said. As if a little light bulb was switched on he beams with joy able to recall the information.

“Boys have a penis and girls have a pagina.”

“Girls have a vagina. With a v not with a p.” I corrected Bryce and Charlie is already laughing. Bryce shoots him a dirty look to indicate this conversation is serious business. I can see my little boy wants some answers.

“Well daddy and I were making love which is also call sex. It involves daddy’s penis and mommy’s vagina. Because daddy is my husband and I am his wife we can make love. It’s how you got here. Mommy and daddy made love. Sometimes when we make love a baby can be created.”

I stop here feeling as if I am giving him too much information to process at one time. 

“You have a baby in your stomach?”
Bryce’s eyes are burrowing an imaginary hole in my stomach trying to find a baby.

“No, mommy is not pregnant right now. Husbands and wives, like mommy and daddy, make love to uh…” I have no idea what to
said here.

“
You are not making a baby with my daddy?”

“No sweetheart we were not trying to make a baby. We will one day just not right now.”

“Well what were you doing?” Bryce’s fingers are splayed out as he speaks.

“Well mommy and daddy we have sex to show each other how much we love each other.”

“Why? Do you like to have sex with my daddy?”

“Uh well yes it’s something private that daddy and I like to do.”

Bryce’s brow furrows as he thinks of more questions.

“Does it hurt?”

Kill me now!
Charlie is paying close attention. I think he just likes watching me squirm.

“No it doesn’t hurt. Mommy and daddy were making love. It is a private act that
we do to show that we love each other.”

“Well dad
dy has a big penis. I do not want him to hurt your vagina.”

Shoot me now! Charlie starts to laugh and I silence him with a look. I have never seen Bryce
so into a conversation before. This really has him perplexed.

“Well that’s becaus
e daddy is a grown man. And no it doesn’t hurt my vagina.”

I am praying this little boy runs out of questions.

“Charlie has a big penis and he is a kid. I have a little penis,” Bryce informed us all.

“Hey that’s private business Bryce,” Charlie grumbles. I give Charlie a slight smile and he blushes with embarrassment.

“Your penis will grow as you get older Bryce. What mommy and daddy do in our bedroom is private business. It is not something you tell the kids at school about or anyone else. The only time you tell private business is when?”

“If someone touches you unappropriately,” he replies rehearsed. Whew
! He has been paying attention hallelujah!

“So you like when daddy touches your vagina with his penis? And you can make a baby that way. And it’s private busyiness. Okay I got it.”

Nodding my head I confirm what he has learned.

“Do you have any more questions Bryce?”

Bryce thinks it over for a second then shakes his head sideways to indicate that he is done.

“How about you Charlie, any questions?”

I turn my attention to Charlie who has been quiet save for a few giggles. I do not think he will have questions but I am wrong, very wrong.

“How often do you and Dominic have sex? Do people have sex like every day?” He
asked in rapid succession and I blush immediately.

“Well that’s kind of private Charlie. But to answer your question we do not keep a schedule. There are probably some people who have sex every day.”

“Does it hurt the first time? Martin at school said that it hurts the first time for boys and girls.”

“Uh for girls yes it is painful. I do not have a penis so I do not know how it feels for boys,” I stammer
ed, relieved when Dominic decides to join this sexual show and tell.

“The first time it feels weird but no
t in a bad way,” Dominic answered. I stand up done with this portion of our discussion.

“Mommy and Daddy
, I am sorry I broke your privacy,” Bryce said as he climbs into my arms. Dominic reaches up and runs his hands threw Bryce’s sandy colored hair. “It’s okay buddy.”

“It’s okay baby boy. We still love you very much. I am going to let you two have the rest of this conversation. Let’s get your pajamas on. Please do not answer any how to questions Dominic.”

Dominic frowns and turns to Charlie.

“Dude I am not teaching you how to have sex just going to answer some basic questions.”
 

Charlie eagerly nods his head in agreement. I leave them alone to finish their chat in private. Morgan has been so exhausted
lately from gymnastic practice that she goes to bed earlier, so she missed all this sexual drama. I get Bryce into his pajamas and off to bed with a story.

“I love you mommy. I do not want daddy to hurt you any more.” Bryce wraps his toddler arms around my neck.

“I love you Bryce and I think daddy knows he was being a jerk. I do not think he will hurt mommy or you again,” I admitted kissing my son repeatedly.

“If he does do not let him touch your vagina again.” Bryce snuggles under his
SpongeBob blanket.

“Very good idea Bryce, just remember that is private business.”

I reach for one of our favorite books,
Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs,
and begin to read. I get half way through the book when Bryce falls asleep. I kiss his smooth forehead whispering, “I love you so much.”

When Charlie finally releases Dominic from their conversation he looks positively exhausted. I am lying in our bed wearing one of Dominic’s t-shirts fresh from a quick shower. Dominic slides next to me pulling me into his arms.

“Wow that was intense,” he sighs. “I can’t believe we were caught.”

I look at my husband smiling at his lovely face. “Being a parent is something else right?”

“Yes! I thought his questions would never end. He was so comfortable talking to me that was the greatest part Sammie.”

Dominic’s weary face li
ghts up as he realizes how something so simple could make him feel so complete.

“You’re a father now Dominic and a good one. I am so proud of you and I am going to be right by your side in Beijing.”

I wasn’t sure if he understood that I changed my mind about Beijing during our lovemaking. Dominic fully embraces me with a deep intense kiss.

“I need you so much Sammie. I thought about these past few weeks. I wish I could find the right words to truly apologize for my appalling behavior. Talking to Mackenzie about our relationship was the result of
a very poor decision,” he stated. “I really dropped the ball with Omaha. No matter what happens in Beijing we will be strong together.”

“I think you just found the right words,” I smile
d looking up at my husband. “How are we going to go two weeks without the kids?”

“Good question. We need to talk to Uncle Winston and Aunt Camille about keeping them.”

Dominic looks pensively at me as his brain processes the situation.

“We have so much going on right now. Bryce’s fourth birthday is next week at Chuck E. Cheese. You will be practicing like a crazy man until we leave. Don’t worry I already know.
Morgan has a competition coming up in two weeks. The kids start school a week before we leave for Beijing. I need to expedite your passport and update my own. When we get back Morgan will be turning sixteen a few weeks later so we have to plan that,” I ran through our busy list out loud. Dominic interrupts me with kisses.

“Yes we can start worrying about all that tomorrow. Right now I
said you let me touch your vagina with my penis, uninterrupted this time,” he laughed with an amazingly sexy smile.  “You can start by giving me back my shirt Mrs. Castillo.”

“I thought what was yours was also
mine,” I whispered coyly.

“It is but I want it back because you are naked underneath.”

He slips a hand underneath the shirt running his fingers along my thighs.

“Well
, if I take off the shirt you have to take off those shorts. It wouldn’t be very fair if I was naked alone.”

Dominic immediately releases his hold on me. With zero formalities he sheds the shorts standing naked and aroused before me.

“Damn Mr. Castillo, you are very sexy,” I said licking my lips seductively.  Pulling the t-shirt over my head I lay back onto a pillow eyeing my husband’s naked body. Slipping back onto the bed Dominic takes me into his arms pinning me to the bed with a powerful kiss. The worries of a few minutes ago melt away as I give into my husband once more. We make love, uninterrupted, until we can no longer keep our eyes open. Safe in the warm arms of my husband, I sleep knowing that no matter what life throws our way we will always handle it together. Next stop Beijing!

Epilogue

The list of documents we needed to bring to the INS interview was simply ridiculous. We have already given them copies of these documents. We are also being subjected to two interviews one tomorrow and another one six to twelve months from now.   After making sure that Dominic’s name appeared on our lease
, I also put him on my regular checking account and savings account. He transferred what was left in his savings account to our joint account. We gather all of our wedding information from the certificate to the countless pictures and video of our ceremony.  We both thought it smart to bring in pictures of us over the past four years.

“If you look at these pictures you can tell we were into each
other even then,” Dominic pointed out. The picture is a bunch of our friends out at a beach. Dominic is standing next to me with his arms around my shoulders. In the picture I am looking at the person taking the picture but Dominic is looking at me.

“I never paid attention that you were looking at me,” I
said leaning my head into his chest.

“It was one of the first times I had ever seen you so happy. You know having fun and not worrying about everything.”