He tugged on my lingerie to take it off. I couldn’t hide my
smile. His hands hungrily roamed my body.
“Easy, baby. Enjoy what you're looking at.”
I felt self-conscious as he groped me because his earlier
comment about me looking chunky kept replaying in my mind.
We made love.I used a lot of the new ideasI learned to spice
things up, but he didn’t seem to notice. Chris always has the
decency to make sure I cum, but again we ended up having
another quickie because he had to wake up early the next
morning. He rolled over on his side and went to sleep almost
immediately after. I frowned, shook my head and stared at the
ceiling. Was it me? Is this how marriage was supposed to be? Had
we both gotten too comfortable?
I decidedI’d start going to the gym and geta personal trainer.
I hoped working with a trainer would change me enough that
even Chris would have to say something positive about it.I didn’t
imagine how much it would change me.
They all entered into the two waiting limos to begin their journey to the church.
The choir was beautifully singing “Going up Yonder” as they entered the church. At the front two cherry wood caskets sat surrounded by a multitude of flowers with giant portraits of Thomas and Jordan on each side. Kyra and Jenesis walked on each side of Kayla and Jahren was close behind. After all the family was seated, friends and co-workers expressed their condolences by giving two minute expressions. Kayla looked straight ahead. In her mind she thought her two most precious beings lying in those wooden boxes. She wished if it had to happen that all them would have went together.
She was oblivious to everything happening until she noticed the funeral personnel opened the lids of the caskets. A long procession of attendees walked around to the view the bodies of her husband and son.
Just as the procession was winding down a tall woman in black with a wide fedora hat and veil holding the hands of two boys stopped in front of Thomas’s casket.
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