Piper’s POV
“What’s the problem? Are you okay? If you can’t tell me, it’s okay. I understand. Some things are just personal,” I said.
“Ah, it’s not like that. It’s just that I’m not sure if the woman that night was Megan. That’s why I asked you about perfume and shampoo. Because I clearly remember the fragrance of that woman’s perfume and hair. The scent was like yours and you’re right, hundreds or even thousands of women probably wear the same perfume and shampoo as you. It’s just that I’m very curious about her and if I’m right, then how did our child end up in Megan’s hands?” he asked with a deep sigh.
“Oh, what a coincidence. We have the same experience.”
“Oh yes. Will you tell me?” he asked. Not long after, two servers arrived while delivering the food and drinks we ordered.
“Hmm, sorry, the story is too painful for me, so I guess I’m not ready to tell it to you. I hope you understand,” I pleaded, sipping the mineral water.
“Oh okay,” he replied.
“Thank you. And did you find out the whereabouts of that woman? Or found out about the events of that night?” I asked as I stuffed a spoonful of food into my mouth.
“Not yet. But I have a plan to look for her because the longer I refrain from looking for her, the more curious I become. Plus, other things make me believe Megan might not be Jessie’s mother,” he replied, sipping the coffee.
“Did you do a DNA test on Megan?” I asked.
He looked at me with a serious look that I couldn’t quite decipher. “I asked her permission to do a DNA test, but she got furious and said that I didn’t believe her. For Jessie’s sake, I finally relented and never discussed it with her again. Do you think I should still do the DNA test?”
“If you want answers, then you should do the DNA test,” I said.
“What should I do?” he asked curiously.
“You should do it quietly so as not to cause trouble. You said that if she didn’t want to do the DNA test, then to avoid that you should do it secretly.”
“Ah, you’re right. We should eat now before the food gets cold,” he replied.
To me, he differed from any man I had ever known. His behavior, way of speaking, and way of dealing with problems were quite mature. He’s also fun. If he wasn’t the guy that Megan liked, maybe I would have liked him after all this time alone, with no dates or special relationships with any men.
Sometimes I felt alone and lonely, even though Mom and Jensen were with me. I missed the days of falling in love and the happy feeling of being loved. Walking by the beach or under the moonlight while holding hands. It’s beautiful, but it looks like I have to bury that dream because I’m not a single woman anymore. I have Jensen by my side. If ever a man comes into my life, not only should he accept me, but he should also accept Jensen’s existence and love him.
After Jay paid the bill, we got into the car and he drove me home.
“Thanks for the food and the ride. Good night and get some rest,” I said, waving goodbye to him.
“Good night, Piper. Thanks for listening to my story,” he replied. Then, the car pulled away from my eyes and disappeared into the night.
Later that night, when everyone was fast asleep, a sad desire as a single woman awakens my wild desires in the middle of the night just before midnight. I wanted to be touched and satisfied.
I always imagined a man’s hands touching every curve of my body until my lips let out a spoiled and seductive moan. And I wanted his lips to trace every inch of my body and us to become one until we orgasmed together and lay limp on the bed. A pathetic sexual fantasy of a lonely woman.
Before I grabbed the tool that had been my go-to when I wanted sex, I had to make sure everyone was asleep. I slipped out of the room and checked on Mom and Jensen. Once I was sure they were asleep, I went back into the room and locked the door tightly.
Then, I rushed into the bathroom, inserted the key into the bottom shelf keyhole, and took out a dildo that I had bought online a few years ago.
I took off all my clothes, then lay down on the bed with my legs wide open. Before that I had to imagine someone as my sexual object and a crazy idea came to my mind. Jay suddenly appeared in my mind and I instantly imagined him in the middle of my spread legs.
His naked body was so seductive. I imagined his red lips landing on my nipples. He licked and bit it lightly, and occasionally sucked it firmly until I moaned loudly.
“Ah.”
This is crazy! Crazy! How could I have imagined it? But my mind had unconsciously chosen him. Maybe it was because I had been alone for so long.
I put the dildo slowly into my already wet pussy and ran it in and out faster. My left hand squeezed my breasts firmly while occasionally playing with my nipples.
I put the dildo deeper and ran it faster until a moan escaped my lips. A carnal pleasure that could take me high into the clouds. It felt like the pleasure traveled from the bottom of my body to the top of my head. My lips continue to release sexy and spoiled moans. I didn’t want this pleasure to pass quickly. If only it wasn’t a dildo inside my pussy but a real penis, it would feel much different.
The longer my pussy got wetter and the more muscles in my pussy gripped the dildo, until a few moments later, I cum. My body went limp, and I felt exhausted, like I had been running for miles, but it felt amazing.
My breathing sounded heavier, and I deliberately didn’t take the dildo out. I brought my legs closer together until I felt the dildo pressing against the inside of my vagina and it felt so good.
“Ah, how pathetic,” I said.
It was sad that I was satisfying myself in the middle of the night without a partner. Should I open my heart and look for a partner? But I was worried that he wouldn’t be able to accept Jensen and vice versa.
As I was resting in my naked state. There was a sudden knock on my bedroom door.
“Piper, are you okay?”