Simply Complicated (13 page)

“I am sure it was easier for you because Daddy didn’t have a baby with his mistress,” said Monica.

“I’m sure that’s true. I’m not saying it’s going to be easy. I have to give Ken credit for stepping up and doing the right thing by getting his son. The baby is an innocent victim in this mess.

“At least you don’t have to worry about him sneaking out to see her. I’m not saying I’m happy she is in prison but at least she’s out of the picture for good,” her mother leaned over and kissed Monica’s forehead.

“That is true. Besides Marci misses him so much. She and baby Adam are also innocent victims in all of this. I do love him and I miss him so much.

“I think maybe I’ll talk to him when he brings Marci back in two weeks. But I’m still not ready for him to move back home until we start marriage counseling.”

Her mother began putting the breakfast dishes away, “That sounds good, sweetheart. I know things will work for you. Remember your dad and I love all of you and we want to see you happy. All you can do is try. If things don’t work out at least you can say you gave it your best. That is all God requires of us—that we do our best.”

Monica felt so much better after talking to her mother. She decided that she would ask Ken if he wanted to go to marriage counseling to attempt to work things out.

Two weeks passed and it was time for Marci to return. When Ken rang the doorbell, her grandmother opened the door. Marci was so happy to be home.

She had missed her mother and baby brother so much. She kissed her grandmother and ran into her mother’s bedroom looking for her and the baby.

“Hello, Ken. It’s good to see you. Do you have the baby?”

“Hello, Mom—he is at the babysitter’s. Why do you ask?” he questioned.

“Monica wanted to talk with you before you left and I needed to know if I should go sit with the baby,” she replied.

“Where is she? I did want to see Adam while I was here,” he said.

“Come in and have a seat in the den. I’ll go upstairs and get her. Maybe you can see Adam before you leave.”

While she went upstairs to get Monica he sat in the den trying to figure out what she could want. He thought maybe she would tell him she wanted a divorce. He didn’t know what to expect.

When she came downstairs he could not help but stare at her. She was looking so beautiful. Her hair was down and she had on his favorite dress. He wasn’t sure how to greet her. He wanted to hug her but decided to follow her lead.

“Hello Ken; I’m glad you had time for us to talk,” said Monica.

“I’ll make time to talk to you. It’s been a long time since you wanted to talk to me. Is everything okay with the baby?” he asked.

“Yes, the baby is fine. Thanks for keeping Marci—I’m sure she had a great time. Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about us and our next steps. I have one question for you: Do you want to stay married?”

“Yes I do. I know I messed up big time and I pray every day that you’ll give me another chance. I miss you and our family. Do
you
want to stay married?” he asked nervously.

“The question I ask myself is not ‘do I want to stay married?’ but rather ‘can I forgive you enough to stay married?’ When I married you I thought it would be forever. I never imagined we would be here trying to figure out what went wrong or if we should remain together,” she said as tears started rolling down her face.

“I never thought we would be here either. I don’t know how many times I can say I am sorry but I will say it as often as I need to if it will get you back.

“I am so sorry for hurting you and tearing up our family. I’m just happy that you are talking to me and letting me see our children.

“I brought shame and dishonor to you and you did not deserve any of it. I just pray that one day you can find it in your heart to forgive me. I never stopped loving you, Monica,” he said, sobbing into his hands.

“So why did you do it? Why did you take the chance of losing me, losing our family?” she cried.

“As I wrote in the letter, I never intended for any of this to happen. I should have never befriended another woman. We started off as strictly friends. I’m not sure when everything changed.

“It just happened and when I realized it had turned for the worse, I tried to end it but it wasn’t that easy. She wouldn’t let it go. All I can say is that I was stupid.

“I later learned that she had slept with a lot of married men before me and for some reason I was the one she chose to hold on to.

“I’m not trying to blame her because I am just as guilty. Throughout this entire ordeal the one thing that I know for a fact is that I love you and no matter what happens with us I will always love you,” he said, trying to gain his composure.

“Well I’ve been doing a lot of praying and thinking. If you are willing to go to marriage counseling with me then I’m willing to work on fixing our marriage. Of course I’m not ready for you to move back in. I still have to get used to the baby.

“I was thinking once counseling is over and if everything goes well, you and the baby should come home,” she said, wiping the tears from her face.

“Yes baby, I’ll go. I will do whatever you want to get us back together as a family. I love you so much. Thanks for giving me another chance.

“Thanks for being so understanding with the baby. I don’t know what to say other than thank you so much. I love you, baby.”

Monica went over to her husband and for the first time since learning of his affair with Susan, she hugged him and they cried together.

They agreed to look for a marriage counselor within the next thirty days so they could start their counseling right away and get their family back together.

Her mother came downstairs with Marci and the baby. She handed the baby to Ken and told him to do whatever he needed to do to get his family back and then she kissed him on the forehead and walked out.

The four of them sat down and enjoyed some quality time together. It was at this moment that he realized that everything he ever needed was right before his eyes.

“I
’ve been in love with you since we first met. The moment I looked into your eyes, I knew we were meant for each other. I would never treat you like he does. You are a queen and should be treated as such. You don’t deserve to be treated like this. I hope one day you will realize that you deserve to be happy and respected,” Paul said, gazing deeply into her eyes.

“Paul, I don’t know what to say. I know Jake does not treat me right and I know I should have never agreed to give him a second chance,” Camille said as tears filled her eyes.

Paul gently wiped the tears from her cheeks, “Don’t cry, baby. I promise you things will work out. When you’re ready to leave, I’ll be here waiting for you.”

“You are a wonderful man and I’m so glad you’re in my life,” she said, smiling despite her despair.

“How do you feel about packing your things and coming to stay with me at my house? I want to show you how a lady should be treated. If you’ll allow me, I want to please you in every way possible. Can you trust me?” he asked.

“Yes, I can trust you.”

“Good. Now let’s go and get your luggage. I promise if you trust me you will experience feelings you’ve never felt before. I want to take you to a place of ecstasy. I want to give you pure unadulterated pleasure beyond your imagination. I want to totally and completely please you.”

Just the thought of what he had in mind turned her on. She started getting sexually aroused. She began imagining what he wanted to do to her, with her. She wanted and needed to feel loved and wanted again.

When they arrived at his house he took her by the hand and escorted her into his bedroom. He told her to lie down until her bath was ready. He then prepared a bath for her and lined it with small white candles.

Once the tub was filled, Paul went into the bedroom and started gently undressing her. As he slowly pulled down her stockings she cooed in anticipation. He then unhooked the clamps of her garter and began inching down her panties. She sighed deeply, which started getting him aroused.

“Are you okay, baby?” he asked.

“Mmmmm…yes I am,” she moaned.

Once he pulled down her panties and skirt, he gently unbuttoned her blouse and began to lightly caress her breast. After removing her blouse he unsnapped her bra and she gave a slight sigh.

After she was completely undressed he began caressing her, starting with her inner thighs, then her stomach, all the way up to her neck; he touched every part of her as he worked his way up her body.

Once he made it to her lips he kissed her passionately and then picked her off the bed, carried her into the bathroom, and placed her in the steaming tub.

As she reclined in the bath he began washing her, starting with her back and ending with her toes. As he caressed each part of her body, he gently kissed it, which made her coo and moan even more.

After bathing her for thirty minutes he helped her out and carefully toweled her dry. He then carried her back into the bedroom and laid her across the bed where he continued to take care of her.

As he rubbed oil across her body he expertly massaged every inch of her. Camille could not help but make sounds of pleasure and enjoyment.

When he started rubbing her inner thighs and the surrounding area, she experienced a sensation she had never felt before; she moaned louder and sharply inhaled.

“That’s it, baby, relax and let go. Let me please you,” Paul said.

“Oh Paul, something’s happening to me,” she said as she involuntarily sighed.

“That’s it, let it go. It’s natural. Go ahead and release it. It’s okay. Wow baby! That’s it,” he said as he watched her flow.

“I’m so embarrassed. That has never happened before. I don’t know what’s going on,” she said shyly.

He smiled broadly, “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Come here baby. Let’s get under the covers. You are a queen and you need to move to a spot that’s not wet.”

Once they were under the sheets, he made love to her in ways she never imagined. She knew that the next few days in Los Angeles with him were going to be the most amazing days she had ever experienced.

For the first time in years she felt special and loved. She could tell by the way Paul treated her that he was in love with her. And to her surprise, she was starting to fall in love with him as well.

It was at the coffee house near the office building where Jake worked where he and Camille first met. Jake was there with his friend Ken when Camille walked in.

The moment he saw her he knew he had to have her. She noticed him looking at her, but unlike most women who see Jake, she glanced over and turned away.

After ordering her coffee, she left without giving him a second look. He couldn’t believe it. Normally when a woman saw him checking her out she put forth an extra effort to get his attention.

He could tell that there was something different about her. He wasn’t sure if he would see her again so he decided to take drastic action. He went after her.

As Camille started to get into her car, he stopped her.

“Hello! I’m Jake and you are?” he asked, flashing his charming smile.

“Hello Jake, nice to meet you,” she replied.

“What’s your hurry? Perhaps you can come back inside and drink your coffee with me,” he said.

“I’m sorry but I’m in a rush. But if you give me your number then maybe I could give you a call so we could meet another time.”