In the Palm of the Hot Widower

I took a single gulp of the shot of wine. I can feel the bitter drink caressing my throat."I thought you were okay, why don't you look like it?"I didn't pay attention to Luis in front of me, instead it was as if my eyes were fixed on the two people who seemed to be lovers. They are very close to each other with their lips meeting every so often."How about let’s rush and beat them up?"When I put the glass down, I calmly grabbed the handkerchief from my pocket."Yes, let's do that," said George staring seriously at Luis.Luis Castillo is my boss- no, my former boss. He possesses both Filipino and Indian blood, who owns a clothing business. George is a friend of Luis who came with us back to the Philippines.I worked as a manager, for almost 2 years, under Luis in Delhi. However, I resigned 2 days ago to have a talk with Lejandro, my husband, and now here I am.I couldn't help but stand up when I saw them get up and go out. I was no longer able to pay attention to my companions."Xan

Why should I cry?Why should I even cry for?I should have known better.I should have thought a hundred times before I tied the knot with that person. If I hadn't been too hasty and given in to my emotions, I would have had more choices now.Two nights have passed but I still can't get Lejandro's answer to my question out of my mind.'Forgive me, dear. I only did that because I was so excited to be with you but you didn't let me have my way with you. In fact, you are the only one in my mind and heart even though I have a different partner. I was only tempted because of that woman's eyes. I didn't mean to.'He didn't even deny it, he even managed to blame me for his lust for the flesh and infidelity.'You know that even then many sexy women forced themselves on me, but I married you. Just forgive me, my wife, I will never give in to others temptation again. You are the only one I love.'I thought at first I could forgive him when I found out his side of the story, but I was wrong.Sho

My thoughts were drifting unabashed as I quickly turned on the faucet, cupped my hands under to catch it and splashed the cold water onto my flushed face.My attention shifted to what I was wearing when I remembered that I had fallen into the water. The clothes I had on were so big and long they almost reached my knees.“Was he the one who changed my clothes?”I felt around for my underwear but found nothing. As an adult, I understood his consideration—after all, they were wet—but… that explains why I could feel the cool air against the lower part of my body.I forced myself to erase the inappropriate image that had entered my mind so early in the morning. Maybe my brain wasn’t fully awake yet, or perhaps the alcohol hadn’t completely left my system, because all sorts of scenarios were forming in my head.While chasing my ex rated imagination away, my stomach suddenly growled loudly, as if protesting in earnest.“I must just be hungry.” I quickly fixed myself up, trying to brush off w

The surroundings were dark. The soft patter of rain against the window from earlier had completely disappeared. Instead, the deep sleep carried my consciousness into a night where Selio and I met again. A firm hold pressed against the back of my head. I felt the warmth from his palm spreading to each strand of my hair then seeping thru my skin.. In the blink of an eye, he pressed a hot, possessive, and passionate kiss onto my lips. My mind froze. The only thing filling my thoughts was the intense yet addicting sensation the man was giving me. “Open up,” he whispered hoarsely against my lips. I felt my back press against something hard—the tree bark. The rough surface pushed against me but not enough to chap my skin. With a slight smile, I touched the tree before turning my attention back to him. “You’re so im

It was already five-thirty in the afternoon when I finished organizing my things. Selio had left earlier after having a snack, so I was alone in his house. I decided to cook, at least to make up for being such a burden to him. I glanced at the window, observing the gloomy weather. “Soup sounds nice right now.” Raindrops were starting to fall one by one outside. Perhaps because of the approaching storm, occasional gusts of wind hit the trees- rustling their leaves. I first took the meats out of the freezer to let it defrost. While waiting for the ice to melt, I started preparing the spices—onions, garlic, pepper, MSG, ginger, chili—and the vegetables for the dish. After washing them, I chopped everything. I also decided to cook chicken adobo, so I had taken that out of the freezer earlier as well. Once the pork meat had defrosted, I washed