Chapter 10

A week after visiting my mother, Filomeno and Fil traveled to Monterrey to negotiate the opening of a cafeteria in a university for the rich.

The first day we weren't together I was sad, and my three children noticed it and didn't leave my side, but on the second day they had to call their father to come back immediately, because I had fainted and apparently, I was unconscious for a couple of hours.

When I woke up, Filomeno was at my side with a bright smile on his lips.

—You're here! —I sat up to hug him —I thought you'd be gone for two weeks.

—Fil stayed with your father to see about the business. I can't concentrate if you're not by my side... besides, Armando called me, distressed, because you fainted in the morning and you spent more than half a day without waking up.

—Armando, it shouldn't have bothered you — I moved away a little and then smiled at him — although I thank him for making my beloved husband come back to me.

—Eighteen years old and you still can't get used to being alone, but Mariana, our children were with you, I don't understand the reason why you became like that.

—Do you remember the times I've been depressed? —He nodded— and I assume you know why, or at least you've identified the common factor?

—I have a slight suspicion, but I still don't believe it... Fil, Armando and Ernesto went to Acapulco once with your parents and you didn't put like that, although I suppose it was because Angélica was very little and with her by your side there was nothing that could depress you.

—That’s not it, Mr. Cruz… Each of my children has traveled, and even Angelica once stayed with my mother when our three princes stayed at my father’s beach house, and I never got like that.

—So, I…

—Exactly!... You and I are always together and the few times we are apart, I get sad, although I have never fainted before.

—As for the reason, I have the answer… well, the doctor just gave it to us.

—Did they bring the doctor?

—Your mom did it… Armando didn’t know what to do and called her.

—Armando is still a scared child —I smiled and tried to kiss him, but he backed away —aren’t you going to let me kiss you?

—We will! But first I must tell you what made you faint.

—I know!... At my age I get depressed more easily and when you leave me alone it's worse.

—No, ma'am! —he placed a hand on my belly, and I looked at him with wide eyes —you're pregnant!

—Pregnant? —I asked because that couldn’t be possible —but almost a month ago I had my period.

—I told the doctor, but they took your blood and sent it to a lab that confirmed the pregnancy… Apparently, the time we thought I had hurt you after making love, it wasn’t exactly the result of my monstrous penis… The blood was due to your ovulation and that means you were on your fertile days… It’s very likely that’s what happened, because you’re only three weeks pregnant.

—Three weeks? —I was incredulous because Filomeno is not supposed to be able to impregnate me anymore —but you don’t… —I looked at him scared —Please, Filomeno! Don’t think that this baby is from another man!

—I know you don’t, my love! —he hugged me, and I clung to his body— you haven’t been to the shops for almost a year because we hired staff to take care of them and you decided to do so you could be with me all day. We never go out without each other, and we both know that we spend our time loving each other all the time. Besides, the bleeding happened three weeks ago and that’s exactly how long you’ve been pregnant.

—Pregnant! —I repeated and tears began to run down my face —God did hear my prayers!

—Did you want another baby?

—Yes! —I raised my face to look at him— I wanted it for you… I long to give you the other daughter you want.

—My love, I have given you three boys, that means I am not one of those who give women. Angelica is the exception, but perhaps this baby will not be a girl.

—It will be, you'll see!

—Whatever, you know I'll love it just the same because it's ours.

—I agree, but I swear that this little one will be your second princess.

—My love! Always thinking about this decrepit old man!

—I just want to make you very happy!

—I have been for eighteen years and it's thanks to you!

—Make love to me, Filomeno!

—Your wish is my command!

We spent the whole night celebrating the little life that was forming in my womb.

For all of you who know us, it was no surprise to learn that I was pregnant. Over the years you had learned that our love is true and with the proof of my children's eye color matching their father's, it would be foolish for you to think that I don't love him, for you know that I will be faithful to him until death.

My pregnancy was just as calm as the previous ones and I was days away from giving birth when my mother decided to visit us at a time when I was giving my husband a blowjob and unfortunately for her, she found us in the living room (with me kneeling between Filomeno's legs, although luckily he couldn't see it because the chair covered half of his body).

My embarrassed husband had to push me to release his member because I was so busy licking him that I didn't hear my mother's footsteps or her greeting. Once free of my mouth, he pulled up his pants and without looking at her, he retreated to our room.

My mother's face was red, and it got worse when she saw me sucking the semen off my fingers.

—For God's sake, Mariana!... Don't they have a bedroom?

—Yes, but since our children are in school and Tere takes advantage of the fact that Angélica is not home to spend some time with her children, I always start loving my husband's body anywhere in the house.

—If you do that all the time, you shouldn't have given me the keys to your house.

—I gave them to you in case there was an emergency, not so you could just walk in unannounced.

—Ok! It was my mistake.

—That's right! —I got up to sit on the chair and with my hand I pointed to the one in front of me so she could do the same —what brings you here?

—I wanted to stay with you because you're going to give birth soon and I assumed that your husband no longer has the same strength as before to take care of you, but I just saw that he's still the same as when you married him.

—Filomeno is very strong and can still take care of me, but he is very cautious and hired a male nurse who stay in the utility room — I said that in an annoyed tone and without taking my eyes off my belly.

—You did not agree with that decision.

—The male nurse is my age and although I asked Filomeno to at least look for a female nurse, he said in a supposedly joking tone that perhaps I would fall in love with him and that would make him die peacefully because he knows that man and says he is very kind and hard-working.

—Your husband is very cautious and if it weren't for the fact that I know very well the love you have for him, I would agree with him... what he's doing is very stupid —She stood up and knelt down to place her hand on mine that was on my belly— you have been pleasing him for years and not only on a sexual level, but also in fulfilling his dream of having a big family... you also conceived this baby for him and yet he continues trying to throw you into the arms of other men because of his insecurity.

—I'm not worried that this man is here because I know I'll never like him, but his presence is proof that my husband still doesn't believe that I truly love him — my tears ran down my cheeks and I quickly wiped them away.

—How long has that male nurse been here?

—Four months and Filomeno always makes him eat with us.

—I should have guessed… your eyes are swollen, and I assumed you cry constantly.

—Today he barely let me touch him… ever since he brought that male nurse, he hasn’t wanted to be with me.

—Do you want me to talk to him?

—It would be of no use… I have been telling him that I have loved him for eighteen years and he still insists on believing that I am by his side out of pity.

—Oh, daughter!... you have a very hard-working and kind man as a husband, but he is also an idiot.

—Yes! But let’s forget about that… since you’re here, could you help me prepare the meal?

My mother looked at me horrified because she has never done housewife things, but she sighed with relief when I told her it was a joke.

In the afternoon our children arrived, and we ate very happily because they all love their grandmother very much.

—And my grandfather? —asked Angelica. —I thought he would come with you, grandma.

—It's just that we don't... —my mother was going to continue, but I interrupted her.

—Honey, your grandfather couldn’t accompany grandmother because he’s working.

—Ah!... Okay, but next time bring him... my daddy and my mommy never separated... when my mommy must go shopping, my daddy accompanies her and when my brothers have activities after school, they come to pick me up.

My daughter didn't know yet that my parents had stopped being married years ago and therefore she was not aware of what her words had caused my mother. Looking at her I could see the trail of tears she was trying to wipe away and I felt bad for her, but I had to admit that her stubbornness was to blame for her suffering.

That night I couldn't sleep and neither could Filomeno as a result.

—What's wrong, my love?

—My mother would not suffer if she accepted my father’s apologies and forgot her hatred for the betrayal he committed years ago… My father will not live forever, and she is wasting years of happiness.

—You've been saying that for a long time... your father is younger than me, but you always mention that he won't live long, why?

—It's something I can't tell you —I kissed him and stood up. —I'm going to get some milk.

—I'll come with you! —He put on his robe and took me by the arm. —I'd also like a glass of hot milk.

Together we went down to the kitchen, but some male moans made us stop.

—Does she do that in my house? —I said angrily to my husband and then headed to the kitchen.

Indeed, my mother is as always doing her dirty deeds with any man she just met, but the worst thing is that she is not respecting her daughter's home.

—That's enough! —the male nurse turned to look at me and withdrew from inside my mother to take out the condom that, unfortunately for him, he couldn't fill and pulled up his pants —you! —I pointed at him— you're fired!... and you! —I said to my mother— go home with him!... I don't expect you to leave what you wanted to do halfway, but I don't want you to do it under the roof where your grandchildren live.

—Wait, Mariana! —She pulled up her dress and tried to grab my arm, but I slapped her away —I did it for you!

—For me? —My tears of disappointment wanted to come out, but I refused to allow it —Don't be a hypocrite! I should have imagined that the male nurse's age would be a temptation for you.

—I’m not interested in this child! —she shouted and I made a sign for her to lower her voice —I just wanted to show your husband that male nurse is not the honest man he thinks and that he will never respect you —she looked back and I knew she was talking to Filomeno —this child didn’t need much to fall into my trap and it’s obvious that he wouldn’t be faithful to Mariana, so please, stop looking for a replacement… if you die, only she will decide if she marries again or stays alone.

Filomeno was about to speak, but I silenced him with a kiss.

—Leave me alone with her! —He nodded and when he left the kitchen, I returned my gaze to my mother and the male nurse who was still standing behind her —You! Go to the garage!... My mother is in desperate need of sex and will take you with her, don't worry, but you disgust me and if I keep looking at you, I'm going to end up vomiting.

The man must have seen that I wasn't lying because he ran to the place I indicated.

—I'm not in a hurry for sex! —she said hurt. —I told you I did it so your husband would see that he's not a good man.

—Of course!... and for that you had to put it between your legs?... Mom please!... I know you love sex and if you had intended to show Filomeno that this guy is no good, you would have made sure that my husband knew that he would find them and from what I noticed, it seemed that you did not want us to discover you.

—Tere told me that you always come down for a glass of water and that your husband accompanies you… it is a routine that she knows, and she knows that you use the kitchen to love each other, that is why she has to be alert to prevent Angélica from coming down and seeing you in the act.

—Okay!... I appreciate the favor you did me to be able to fire that idiot, but don't think that I will approve of the method you used.

—How else could I have managed to expose that male nurse?

—With an offer of money to trick me so that Filomeno would hear him say that he accepted, or it could have happened that you kissed him and my husband saw that he reciprocated, but you used the most disgusting thing a woman can do and that is to offer sex… you know very well that he was going to accept because men horny by nature.

—Mariana… —her tongue must have tied because she couldn’t speak.

—I know you did that for yourself too, or you wouldn't have let him penetrate you... my father made a mistake years ago and cheated on you with a young woman, but at least he realized that sex didn't make him happy and he left her, but you've been opening your legs to hundreds of young men for years under the pretext of getting revenge on him, when the truth is that you really like sex no matter who the man inside you is.

—You're being cruel, Mariana!... You don't know how much your father's betrayal hurt me!... Even after all these years, I still suffer for him and that's why I can't forgive him... I... I love him and every time I'm with a man, I think it's him.

—Aha!... Go away, Mom! But first give me the keys to the house — I stretched out my hand.

—Did you hear what I said?

—I heard you! But I can't find any justification because you can't confuse a young boy with a man my father's age... it would be almost as if I told you that I was going to go sleep with that male nurse because my husband cannot longer maintain an erection and while the young man penetrate me, my husband's wrinkled face would be in my mind —her face paled and I knew she understood the absurdity of her words —give me the keys!... We’ll go to your house, but I don't want you in mine, ever again.

My mother handed me the keys and walked out of my house with her shoulders slumped. I never tried to find out if she took the male nurse back to her house to finish what I had interrupted, although knowing how shameless she is, surely, she did sleep with him.

On the fourth day of that incident, I gave birth to my daughter Mariana.

My loving husband decided on that name because he said he wanted her to be as sweet and good as me.

Marianita, (as Filomeno calls her), also inherited her father's eye color and according to my husband's words, her face reminded him of his mother and when he showed me a photo, I had to accept that my daughter was the spitting image of her paternal grandmother and luckily for the little girl, the lady was a beauty.

The years continued to pass.

Filomeno turned eighty and we were a few days away from celebrating our twenty-eighth anniversary and we were thinking of celebrating it with a getaway to the little house where we gave ourselves to each other for the first time.

The day before, my husband called our five children for a family meeting.

Fil was twenty-seven, Armando was twenty-four, Ernesto was twenty-one, Angelica was eighteen, and Marianita was ten (who sat on her father's lap).

—Children! —my husband began —I asked you to come today because I want to give you my inheritance in life.

—Dad, we don’t want you to give us anything —said Fil— none of us are interested in money and the proof is that Armando is a doctor, Ernesto is a lawyer, Angélica just started studying chemical engineering and I studied business administration like my mother… besides, all four of us work and since then we have never used the family money.

—I know very well how hard-working you are, and you don't know how proud I am of that, but every day I feel more tired and that means I don't have much time left before I leave.

—Filomeno! Please, don’t say those things — I hugged his neck, and my husband hugged me around the waist.

My tears were already coming out of my eyes, but Marianita's little hands began to wipe them away.

—Don’t cry, mommy!... Daddy says he’s going to a very nice place and that he’s going to wait for us there, although he said that he hopes it will be maaaany years before we get there with him.

—I know that daddy will have to leave one day, but I will not forgive him for doing so without me.

—Mariana, what have I told you about that idea? —my husband reproached me. —Marianita is ten years old, and I don't want you to leave her alone before she turns eighteen.

—If you leave me alone, you will be forcing me to be dead in life for eight more years.

—You are forty-six years old… you are at a perfect age to remarry.

—I already told you that I don’t want to talk about those things! —My crying started to get frantic and Filomeno had to let go of Marianita so she could go with her older brother so I could replace her on his legs.

—Calm down, my love!... forgive this old man who doesn't even know what he's saying — he gave me a long kiss and little by little calm returned to my soul — are you feeling better?

—Yes! —I said, still wrapped in the desire that kiss awakened in my body.

—Then I will continue talking to our children, but please, my love, do not take my words too seriously.

I nodded and rested my head on his shoulder.

Filomeno assigned the inheritance to each of our children: Fil inherited the University store where our first house is located, Armando the second one in the north of the country, Ernesto and Angélica the ones in the city (both in different universities). The mini-shopping center would be inherited by Marianita when she turned eighteen. Until she reached that age, I would be responsible for keeping everything in order.

When he finished explaining his wishes, two lawyers came in, my father and my mother as witnesses. Filomeno signed all the documents and at the end of such a horrible moment for me, they left, leaving my children and husband completely alone.

Filomeno spoke to everyone one by one, and I never knew what he said to them.

Once the goodbyes were over, he hugged our children and kissed them on the cheek.

I watched in silence. My heart had a bad feeling, but Filomeno promised me that he would not abandon me on our anniversary and with that oath, the two of us went to the janitor´s house.

The property was very clean because my husband paid the new janitor a generous amount of money. That land was ours and therefore no one could live there.

I walked around the place with Filomeno, and we remembered all our happy moments.

Once in the master bedroom, I stood in front of the huge bed. Filomeno hugged me when he saw that I had been looking at it for too long.

—What's wrong, my love?

—This is not the bed where you turned me into a woman —I said sadly.

—The other one was very small and because it was so worn out there was no way to preserve it.

—I would have preferred that we kept it in the attic of our new house.

—At that time, we didn’t know that we would have such a big house. I honestly never thought that at fifty-two years old I would be able to become a businessman, but when you gave me the opportunity to be your husband, you also changed my bad luck.

—We both changed our lives for the better… I am sure that if I had married a man my age, I would have divorced him immediately due to infidelity or worse, abuse.

—Not all men are bad, my love. Perhaps you would have found a good young man who loved you beyond sexual relations.

—I know that's not the case —I said. —In the world I moved in, those kinds of men don't exist.

—My love, I wanted to ask you one last favor and that will be that you do not allow Angelica and Marianita to get involved with old men… I want them to give themselves the opportunity to know what it is like to love a person their age, so that tomorrow they will not reproach themselves for having wasted the best years of their lives with an old man who will not have enough time to make them happy.

—That will be their decision… I did what I wanted with my life, and I made my decisions freely, that is why I will not take that right away from them and if our daughters fall in love with older men, the only thing that will matter to me is knowing if men are worthy of them, not their age.

—I figured you'd say something like that —he sighed, defeated. —Well, let's forget about everything and go celebrate our anniversary.

Filomeno walked away from me and walked over to the closet. From there he pulled out a white silk dress. Its shape was like that of a Greek goddess, and I smiled at how sexy it looked.

—Please put it on!... It’s so shameless and I know you don't like to show a lot of skin, but I want to see you wearing it.

—I don't show my charms to just anyone Filomeno, but with you I'm almost always naked, so I don't understand why you want me to wear a dress that you're going to take off of me soon.

—I have had the privilege of knowing every little part of your beautiful body, but your modest way of being has prevented me from showing off to the world the beauty that my beloved wife possesses.

—You don't want me to go out wearing that, do you? —I told her because I really hated men looking at me lasciviously... except for my husband.

—Of course not, love! But I would at least like you to seduce me with this beautiful dress… at my age I need a lot of motivation and today I want to take the wrapping off my gift with all the calm in the world.

I smiled at his jokes and, taking the dress, I locked myself in the bathroom to change my clothes.

Seeing me in the dress, Filomeno opened his mouth and began to drool. His eyes looked at me with the same lust he had the day I gave myself to him for the first time and, happy, I approached him seductively.

—What would you like me to do first, my beloved husband?

—Give me a long and passionate kiss… my member is already awakening with the beautiful vision of my goddess, but I need more incentives.

I immediately set out to fulfill his wish and kissed him with the same passion as our first kiss.

His calloused hands, (now more tanned), caressed every curve of my body, and my intimacy soon became moist, but the best thing was that his member began to acquire a hardness that it had not had for a long time.

Eager to feel him in my hands, I unbuttoned his pants and, moving away from his face, I knelt down to put that piece of meat in my mouth that I adore because it not only made me a woman, but also a mother.

Filomeno moaned with every lick I gave him, but when I sucked his balls, he pulled my hair to stop me.

—What's wrong? —I asked, offended by the abrupt interruption.

—I… I’m sorry —he answered agitatedly— but I long to possess you in a way I have not been able to do for a long time and if you continue with oral sex, you will make me come and my penis will go back to being flaccid and the night will be ruined.

—Filomeno, my love, you know that as long as you are the one who touches me, kisses me or makes love to me, I will always feel pleasure and I know that your body also feels it with my kisses and my caresses.

—That's true. We both continue to enjoy the pleasure we feel for each other, but my desire is to feel the warm moisture of your vagina with my penis again.

—Being so, my beloved husband —I got up to go and lie down on the bed— come!

Filomeno stood up and walked slowly towards me. Seeing his erect member swinging as he walked heightened my arousal and I opened my legs instinctively.

My husband's eyes sparkled with lust as he admired my vagina, and several strings of drool slipped from his mouth.

Without wasting any time, he undressed with a speed that surprised me given his age and reached me in two long strides.

He slowly brought his penis closer to the entrance of my vagina and if it was wet before, it was now dripping because my whole body was excited by the heat emanating from his huge member.

Filomeno got on top of me and kissed me to distract me from what would surely be pain because today his penis was of enormous dimensions.

Slowly, very slowly, he entered inside me. The pain was truly terrible, but at the same time it was pleasurable and when I was barely halfway there, I had my first orgasm of the night.

We both moaned and hugged each other when I had him completely inside and Filomeno began the most mind-blowing back and forth we ever had.

His pelvis moved very quickly and that made his penetrations stronger, but strangely it didn't hurt, and it was because I was embarrassingly excited today and couldn't stop expelling large amounts of fluids.

—You're having multiple orgasms! —my husband said. —If you keep going like this, you're going to faint.

—It won't happen... Ah! —I hugged him tightly when another orgasm came over me, making me ejaculate more fluids —don't stop! Go deeper!

—Mariana, I can feel your vaginal walls stretching and if I penetrate you further, I could tear you.

—Please, Filomeno! I want to feel you deeper inside me. I promise I'll endure it because the pleasure you're giving me is more intense than the pain.

—My love! —he said, and then gave a strong stab that made me scream, but not from pain, but from pleasure.

We both caressed and kissed each other with the same desperation as that first time we made love.

The sensation was the same as back then and fortunately his penis remained erect even after ejaculating a huge amount of semen, but since we still had strength, we continued making love until very late at night.

With one last ejaculation from both of us, we fell into bed exhausted but very happy.

In the morning, we made love again and at night we adored each other gently and sweetly.

That anniversary will always live in my heart because it was the last one, I was able to enjoy with Filomeno.