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Michael.

The ticking sound of the wall clock was the only sound in the living room. I sat with my father, neither of us saying a word, at least not yet.  

Of course, the air smelled like lemon tea and bourbon, his usual mix. 

He was sprawled on his favorite sofa gazing out the glassy window in silence like someone who was lost in their thoughts, but that wasn’t why I was here. 

My mind raced with so many questions, we never got to discuss the cause of Heather's dramatic can’t just outside his door, even as he heard what happened he didn’t make a move, he just remained in his room u bothered.  Which was weird because she had him wrapped around her manicured fingers.

Maybe the fainting was all an act but when she hit her head on a hardwood she fell straight into a coma.
 “What’s going on with you and Heather?” I asked, finally breaking the ice. 
“ I should be asking you.” He retorted, throwing a small pill into his mouth and swallowing it down with the mixture of tea and bourbon.
At least he wasn’t skipping his medications, but then he was ignoring my questions, as soon as he was done his gaze rested on me once again. 

“Well, she fainted out of her own will, Michael, that’s not my fault.”

I scoffed, leaning forward, “I know the fall was meant to make you pity her and not go along with the divorce but…”

“Why do you care so much?” He cut me off. “I thought you hated her guts, what changed?”
I swallowed hard, looking away. “What are you asking me, father?”

“I know she came to your room, she tried to seduce you, she even took off her robe…” he blurted out and instantly I began to sweat all over, how did he know this? 
He smiled, setting the tumbler down, a smile playing on his lips. “ Don’t be afraid my son, I know you resisted her seduction this time,” he paused and my stomach churned, what did he mean by this time? “Although, I’m disappointed you couldn't resist her the first time.”

His words hit me like a sledgehammer, so he knew about that day I fucked her in his master bedroom. 
“You… you know?” I stammered.

He let out a dry chuckle,  “Of course I know everything, I also know that you sneak out of the house every time, to only God knows when.  Just be careful, you don’t want to ruin things for yourself and her.” He cautioned. 

I straightened, my cheek flushed. “ What do you mean Father?”

“Adam told me all about you and that uncultured professor, how you both left the award night early, how could you stoop so low? Of all people to crush on, not that old hag who threatened to fail you, not that filthy lady with no class who disrespected me, I didn’t send you to college for that . “ he barked.

“First of all she’s classy, “ I responded harshly. “She was only doing her job, I was the one who disrespected her countless times.”
My father burst into loud laughter, followed by a dry cough. “Oh, wow! She finally let you smash the kitty, eh? Congratulations on that boy, just pray it doesn’t lead to the end of her career and another scandal, I’m sure she’d hate that!”

I stood immediately, my blood boiling in anger. “Then I suggest we end this  conversation since  you are going to twist things.”
He scoffed, “Oh, come on, don’t be ungrateful, I’m making things so much easier for you, that’s all I’ve always done. I don’t blame you for fucking Heather, “ he coughed harder I almost pitied him for a second. 
“You need to rest, you haven’t fully healed, Father.” I moved closer.  “And for the record, I didn’t sleep with Heather, she isn’t my type.”
He looked up at me, his face beaming with a smile.
 “ Well, even if you did, it’s fine with me. I’ve always noticed how she acted towards you, she’s a social climbing whore who thought she could marry me for my money, but then her time is up, as soon as she is discharged from that hospital, she is getting pulled out of my  company.”
“That’s great,” I muttered then I turned as I began to storm out. Immediately my phone chimed in my pocket, it’s a text from Betty. 
After we had an intense sex at her place I’d ignored her messages, but I couldn’t  ignore this one ; 
‘Meet me at  the bookstore by 12pm, this is urgent.’ 

I glanced at the wall clock, 11:50. I still had a few minutes, so I stepped out of the mansion and drove straight to the bookstore, where we shared our most intense kiss.  
The drive only took a few minutes, I stepped into the bookstore, and the book clerk welcomed me with a warm smile.
“It’s been a while,” she said.
“You can say that again!”
Oh, how I’ve missed this place, it was always quiet yet crammed with varieties of books,  as I wandered around fingering spines of random new releases, sci-fi, romance, I stumbled upon her book, and flashes of that night rushed into my head like wild thoughts. 
All of a sudden  I heard the doorbell jingle and as I looked up I saw Betty, she strode in like she owned the place, her brown hair wavy and long, she looked like a  Goddess, so ethereal. 
The peach gown wasn’t helping matters, it clung to her curves, making her seem even more elegant than usual, it was as if she was dressed to kill,  our eyes met and she froze, swallowing hard, she stood a few inches from me, her blood red lips curled up into a smile.
“I never knew you were a coward, Michael.” She said dropping a bombshell.
“What?” I was confused.

She closed the distance between us and pulled me close grabbing my collar then she pressed her lips against mine, kissing me hard and fast. I couldn’t resist, my lips parted for her and I let her tongue explore mine with unquantifiable hunger, one I’d never felt before. 
She tasted like berries and honey, absolutely delicious, making it even harder than before. 

Without warning she pulled away, her smile fading her cheeks flushed and her breath unsteady.

“You used to be persistent, what happened ?” She asked, “Did you remember when you pushed me the first time, it was in my office, even when I slapped you twice you didn’t give up on me. I should have reported you to the school authorities but I didn’t, instead my pants got soaked instantly, and I became horny.” She gasped looking away in embarrassment.

“That was disrespectful….”

“No… it wasn’t, it was exactly what I needed, you broke down these cold walls I’d built around myself, you made me feel alive, you made me remember who I was deep down, and now you run off like a pussy? How dare you ignore my text? How dare you ghost me?” She yelled not caring if anyone heard, I could see the flames in her eyes.
I cupped her jaw so she could look up at me. Her stormy grey eyes gazed back at me, just looking at it turned me on.

“I apologize, Betty. I know I was cruel for ignoring you but I thought about what you said that day…”
“What?”

“About the risk, I don’t want to ruin your career, they’d crucify you for having a relationship with a student….”

“Shut up!” She cut me off. “ I’ve got this under control, no one would know, we would be discreet about it…”
“It’s too late…”

“What?” Her eyes widened.
“My father already knows, Adam saw us escape that night. We should stop seeing one another so things won’t get out of hand.”

Bett burst into loud laughter pacing the room, “So what’s going to happen to us, then? Do we go back to normal? Acting like didn’t  fuck twice? “
“No… thrice.”
“What?”
All of a sudden I grabbed her waist and bent her over the study shelf firmly, the books tumbled down but I didn’t care. “This is going to be the third,” I growled like a wild beast, pulling up her gown. She seemed ready for me, because she wore no panties. It was like she knew this would happen.
“What are you doing?” She asked with her mouth wide open, but my cock had already slid into her wet pussy, I began to thrust inside her, at first it was a slow stroke but I increased the tempo fucking her pussy mercilessly.
 She gasped her body trembling as she arched her back even more inviting every stroke and inch of my cock, she rolled her eyes moaning. “ Don’t stop…. Please… don’t.”
“I’m sorry.. this is the last sex!” I added, thrusting my full length with full force. This impact made the whole building creak and she yelled but quickly covered her mouth, muffling the moans. 

I was lying. This wasn’t going to be the last sex.