Chapter 6

We spent three wonderful weeks on our honeymoon (which fortunately coincided with the semester break).

My father made his contribution that wedding day and left us the keys to his cabin on the shores of Acapulco, but we hardly did any sightseeing because we spent our time passionately loving each other. The few times we went out, we didn't stay anywhere for long because Filomeno wasn't comfortable with people seeing us. Apparently, my husband's self-esteem is rock bottom and every time I held his hand or kissed him in front of people, he would walk away and ask to go back to the cabin and that behavior was no different when we returned to school.

The months flew by from then on and in that period of time , Filomeno set about the task of building other rooms next to the little house and for this he requested a loan from his savings account, but it was only enough for the material, so, without anyone's help, he worked hard on that project and in five months we already had space for a kitchen, a small living room, a room for the baby and we expanded our bedroom and bathroom.

I was very proud of all his efforts. My poor husband works very hard and even though he comes home tired in the evenings, he still does his job as the good lover that he is, and, despite my gigantic belly, we make love well into the night, but we don't limit ourselves to that particular hour. Every day I go to look for him during his break and after he finishes eating, I start giving his penis a blowjob, which not only he likes, but I do too, because I discovered that if I swallow his semen, I feel full of energy.

Nearly nine months pregnant, I find myself kneeling in front of a panting and sweaty Filomeno who is about to cum in my mouth after having his swollen testicles licked and sucked. I honestly still haven't figured out how those rough sacs that hold his sperm are always full. Of course I'm not complaining, since swallowing his semen is a trigger for my orgasms, (and right now I'm being attacked by a huge one). Filomeno moaned loudly as he emptied the thick liquid into my mouth and I for my part tried to control my breathing after my own orgasm. My body relaxed and I laid my head on Filomeno's belly. When he recovered, he helped me sit in the chair.

—Honey, I really appreciate you giving me these moments of pleasure, but you're just a few days away from relief and I'm worried you'll be kneeling on the floor —he said as he adjusted his pants.

—I'm fine, my love, and you know that I like your semen — he immediately knelt in front of me and caressed my belly.

—Don’t you think it’s bad for our son to eat that horrible liquid?

—Of course not —I replied with a smile and a caress on her wrinkled face. —That liquid is the only thing that has managed to make the nausea disappear and according to Dr. Rodriguez, it is healthy for the baby.

—If the doctor said so, then I won't complain again — he kissed the hand with that I was caressing him — By the way, why did there be a change of doctor?... Dr. Campos took care of almost the entire pregnancy and suddenly your mother appeared with this new doctor.

—I asked her to do —he looked at me incredulously. —It's because during the birth they're going to see me down there and I'm not willing to allow any man to look at me —I finished with a somewhat childish pout.

—Well, I think there's a man who's seen you down there more times than he can remember —he laughed and pointed at himself.

—Yes, but you are my husband and my lover —I said seductively as I knelt down so that our faces were at the same level. —Only you have the privilege of looking at and touching whatever you want from me —I finished with a passionate kiss.

Filomeno responded in kind and within seconds we were naked from the waist down and with our intimate parts joined together. It was a quick round, but pleasurable enough to leave us lying on the floor, spooning each other, trying to catch our breath. Once we were in the right condition, we got ready and carefully left the small cleaning room and together we headed to the kitchen.

Due to our limited financial resources, Ofelia always gives us the leftovers from the students' breakfast, lunch and dinner (I take breakfast and lunch and Filomeno takes dinner when he finishes his shift).

I don't know if everyone at school knows what we do in that cleaning room, but if they do, they haven't shown it, although there is someone who can't seem to help showing how painful it is to know that information and unfortunately we found her just a few steps away from the place.

—Good afternoon, Filomeno —said Juliana with a slight tremor in her voice —did you have a good time?

—Yes, we had a great time Juliana, like every day — I replied mockingly when Filomeno showed no signs of doing so.

—I'm glad —she said and walked away quickly.

I watched her until she was out of sight. Filomeno never makes comments about Juliana and although I should be grateful that he limited his conversations with her since we got married, the truth is that as time goes by, Juliana becomes more reckless and shows that she is bothered by seeing us together.

—It smells like steak and potatoes —Filomeno took my arm, and we continued on our way to the kitchen —Ofelia did well at lunch. Today we will eat like kings.

And again, Filomeno preferred not to talk about Juliana. Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one who is worried about the presence of that woman, but my thoughts were interrupted by the sudden abandonment of Filomeno's hand to my arm and looking at what caused it, I ran into several students who were looking at us with contempt, (more specifically at Filomeno). My husband's body tensed, and he lowered his head so as not to see them, however, I was not willing to allow them to humiliate him and pulling his arm I made him turn around and I kissed him sweetly in front of those rich children. They instantly retreated as if their lives depended on it and I smiled at my triumph.

—Mariana, what did I tell you about kissing in the hallways? —he asked, almost breathless from how demanding my kiss was.

—I know what you think, but I'm not going to stop kissing my husband just because of those stupid rich kids — he wanted to speak, but I kissed him again — will you deny me the pleasure of kissing you?... Would you be able to reject me just because of them? — I held his face waiting for his answer.

—Never, my love… I would never refuse to receive your kisses because they are what give me the strength to continue each day — he finished with a smile and then kissed me very passionately.

I don't understand what it is about his kisses! But every time we kiss, I feel like melting my body with his and because of that need, I pushed him against the wall and was about to unbutton his pants, when Ofelia's voice made us separate. The sweet lady looked at us with a smile, and without warning she grabbed my arm and pulled me away from Filomeno. I was barely able to throw him a kiss in the air because the lady took me so fast that I had to run. Already in the kitchen, she asked me to sit down and offered me a glass of horchata water.

—It seems that they are still on their honeymoon... Mrs. Cruz, I fear the day when I won't be able to arrive on time and I'll find them having sex in the hallway — she said, amused.

—It's not sex —I tried to sound calm. —Filomeno and I are making love —but my tone was strong, and Ofelia looked at me with her eyes wide open. —What's wrong?

—Nothing, my lady… It’s just that I had already been told that you hate using the word “sex”, but I never thought that your hatred would be so great.

—I don't hate the word, but what Filomeno and I have can't be defined with such a simple word — I answered, lovingly caressing my belly and speaking to my baby — right, love? — His little kick let me know he agreed, and I smiled — you, see?... He supports me.

Ofelia's gaze was tender, but she didn't say anything and that worried me.

—Did I say something wrong?

—No, my lady… It's just that I'm glad that Filomeno is so valued and loved with such intensity… He is so good, that he deserves to have a woman who loves him as deeply as you have shown us that you do.

I was speechless. Why do I always end up in this situation? I have told my mother that I am with Filomeno out of admiration and for the baby's sake, but sometimes I don't think about what I say when I talk to other people and misunderstandings arise that make me uncomfortable.

—I... I have to go —I stood up quickly to escape the conversation, but a pain in my stomach made me return to the chair —God!... it hurts so much —I said breathlessly and suddenly I felt a liquid running down my legs and when I looked, I saw that my water had broken —Ofelia, please call Filomeno —I screamed in fear.

Ofelia looked at the floor and ran out of the kitchen in terror. A few minutes later she arrived with Filomeno and as soon as he saw me, he ran to hug me and carefully took me to the infirmary. The doctor examined me and said that I still had a long way to go before delivery, but she assigned me a bed to keep me under observation. Filomeno left me alone because he went to tell the director of my condition and to ask for permission to be with me. His absence filled me with fear, and I spent the two hours shouting his name. The nurse and the doctor tried to calm me down, but it wasn't them I needed, it was my husband and as soon as I saw him, I stretched out my arms and he quickly wrapped his around me. His presence managed to calm me down and although the contractions were painful, with Filomeno at my side I felt capable of enduring anything.

The hours passed and night came. I was asleep in my husband's arms and with each contraction, the pain I felt was reflected on my face, but immediately the soft kisses that Filomeno gave to my face and mouth and his show of affection managed to attenuate them enough for me to sleep peacefully.

At midnight the contractions became more constant and the pain more intense. By one in the morning I was already pushing. I never thought giving birth would be so painful. Before I thought that Filomeno's fat penis would help me prepare my vagina to withstand the pain, but the little body that came out of it was much bigger and expelling it required a lot of willpower and courage. Only thanks to Filomeno's caresses and kisses, I was able to bring our son into the world.

A powerful cry could be heard throughout the place and although I felt tired, I was able to remain conscious and witnessed a truly beautiful scene.

The nurse handed Filomeno a small bundle wrapped in a blue blanket and as he held it in his arms, he smiled and began to cry as he kissed the baby's bald head. He looked at him with such love that for a moment I felt jealous, for I had never seen this brightly in his eyes, but that horrible jealousy dissipated when he turned his eyes to me and smiled at me with the same sweetness with which he smiled at our son.

—Thank you, Mariana! —he came up to me and showed me our baby— I will never be able to repay you for this beautiful gift you have given me. The only thing I have is this great love I feel for you and that grows more every day. God has been so good to me because he brought you to me… a beautiful nymph who today has made me the happiest man in the universe.

His words touched my soul and filled it with affection and another feeling that I did not want to be aware of. Tenderly I held his face to kiss him in gratitude. After a few kisses, we focused all our attention on the little one who was now in my arms.

I immediately checked him over to make sure he had all his little fingers and that his little body was okay. Thank God he seemed pretty healthy, but one thing caught my attention.

—Doctor, don’t you think your little thing is swollen? — I asked with great concern.

—You are not swollen ma'am… I think your baby will be quite a gifted boy — she smiled with amusement.

—I'm sorry, love —Filomeno's guilt-ridden voice rang in my ear —it's a family problem. I was hoping our son wouldn't have to go through this.

—Don't blame yourself, sir —the doctor answered before me— it's a rare condition in men, I won't deny it, and even more so if the thickness increases as he grows. It's quite painful for the woman he has sex with, but from what I see you haven't had any problems maintaining them and seeing you, I can assure you that your son will inherit your same dimensions, for his good fortune —she finished, looking intently at Filomeno's crotch and her impudence infuriated me.

—Thanks for the tip, doctor! —I raised my voice and let the annoyance show in my tone —now if you'll excuse us, we'd like some privacy.

The shameless woman smiled at Filomeno before leaving. Honestly, I was already regretting having asked for a female doctor and the worst thing is that they will leave her on the floor along with Dr. Campos. Just thinking that my husband is within reach of her claws makes me terribly angry.

—Look, love! —he pointed at our baby, and I immediately focused my attention on him and saw him opening and closing his little mouth. —I think someone is hungry.

—How do you know? —I asked, still looking at our son.

—It's not that I'm sure, it's just that it seems to me that's what he's asking for with those movements.

—Ok, my lord, I will try to feed him, but I warn you that I have not the slightest idea how to do it.

I uncovered one of my breasts and positioned our baby so that he could reach my nipple, and he immediately latched on and began to suck. The sensation was strange, but I was thrilled to feel him feeding on me.

—You are so beautiful! —Filomeno’s voice was sad, and I stopped looking at our son to look at him —seeing you like this makes me feel grateful to life for having given me the opportunity to be a father… Well, I thank life, but above all I thank you, because if you had not chosen me as your partner, the dream of my youth would never have come true… The only thing I regret is being so old because more than my son, he seems like my grandson.

—That's not… —I wanted to say that it wasn't true, but he silenced me by placing a finger on my lips.

—Look at me! —he pointed out. —Even next to you, I look more like your father than your husband, and you can't deny it.

He said it with such sadness that my heart ached. Of all the things that can cause me pain, the only one that affects me is Filomeno's sadness. My love for him is so great that I only want to make him happy, and I would gladly do anything to avoid the slightest suffering, but I know that there is nothing I can do to change fate… I wish our age difference were not so great.

—Why are you crying, my love? —Filomeno asked, wiping away with the back of his hand a few tears that I hadn't realized I had. —I didn't mean to make you feel sorry, especially at such a beautiful moment like this.

—My tears are not tears of pity —I managed to say between hiccups —despite my efforts, I can't see you completely happy... I'm useless.

My crying became louder, and our baby started to cry. Filomeno wrapped us in his arms and rocked us in them.

—Sorry Mariana… I shouldn’t have said such nonsense… Forget it, okay? —he kissed my forehead and our baby’s —let’s keep admiring this handsome baby— he caressed his face and pointed out a mole he has on his left cheek —wow! He inherited my mole and the color of your skin.

—Yes, but he has the same color as your hair —I knew this from the photos of his youth that he showed me years ago when we had barely met— and he didn't just inherit that mole from you— I uncovered the baby's legs and opened them so that he could see a larger mole that was on the side of his penis —that's your distinctive mark.

—Well… —he said with a nervous cough —all the males in the Cruz family have had that mole — he sighed and looked away — to be honest, I would have preferred that he didn't inherit it. As you've seen, it becomes horribly deformed when the penis gets thicker.

—And you know that I don't find that repulsive, have you seen that it makes me uncomfortable?... Have I not been clear enough about the desire you arouse in me? — I whispered sensually.

—You're a very special woman... The first few times you caressed me and kissed me all over my body, I felt self-conscious, but we're a few months away from celebrating a year as a couple and you still put up with every horrible part of me without complaining, not to mention my penis —he kissed my lips briefly— you give me a blowjob twice a day and if that doesn't confirm to me that I don't disgust you, then I don't know what else will.

—That's right, my lord. Always remember how much I love you and desire you — I whispered to him with my lips very close to his.

—Thank you, Mariana!... I hope we can be together for many more years — he said and then we lost ourselves in a sea of kisses and little caresses while our baby continued to feed from my breast.

The next day we were discharged and the three of us returned to our little house. Along the way many students saw us and stood up trying to look at the little boy lying in Filomeno's arms. They had the opportunity to see him when friends from work approached him and he showed them our son with great pride. They all agreed that he had his features and days later this became even greater when he opened his little eyes and we saw that the color was the same as Filomeno's, (as well as his innocent look).

The months passed and without realizing it, a whole year had gone by like water. Happiness was always a constant in our lives and a thousand things happened (luckily none of them were bad).

Filomeno asked for a loan from a bank and with the money he built a store on campus. Even though it is a large school that covers all levels of study up to university, it only had a cafeteria and due to its schedules and the huge number of students, they do not always eat there, so they were forced to go out to find a place to buy candy, but the stores are not close and now with the one that Filomeno put on an unused plot of land on campus (which he got with the help of my father's lawyers and a ten-year payment commitment), everyone comes to buy.

As a good wife, I am the one who takes care of her. At first, I did it alone because Filomeno has not given up his job as a janitor, but as the students began to abandon their prejudices towards us and decided to come and consume our products, the workload became unbearable, because with a baby who depends entirely on me, and my studies in administration, I did not find time to organize things.

Filomeno, seeing my difficulties, hired two boys to help us. They are very hard-working, but there is a problem and that is that the boy is Juliana's nephew. His name is Ramiro, and he is my age. It is uncomfortable for me to have him here because even though I made it clear that the relationship with my workers is merely a work relationship and even more so being the manager, the boy never misses an opportunity to flirt with me. He is very handsome, I will not deny it, however, his soul, (in my opinion), is evil and convenient. Also, I have a feeling that Juliana brought him with an evil purpose. Fortunately, Silvia, (Ophelia's granddaughter), realized how annoying he is and never leaves me alone with him and when she sees him making advances on me, she pushes him away from me. For better or worse, I was putting up with this situation for another year.

I recently turned twenty-one and a new joy is growing inside my belly.

I know I swore I would only give Filomeno one child, but seeing him so happy with our little Fil (short for Filomeno) made me more observant, and when he plays with him, without him realizing I'm listening, I hear him tell at baby that he would have liked to have a huge family and he laments that he will be an only child, because he's not going to burden me with so many children, much less with such a complicated university career. His good feelings made me realize that I was being very selfish by not allowing him the joy of having that big family he yearns for, and although we are sexually outrageously active (we only stopped making love the forty days required after my pregnancy), I began to seek him out more times than I can remember (and not only do we do it in the cleaning room during his break time, but I also make him come to the store and while Silvia takes care of Fil, we go to our house for two hours and love each other intensely).

Conception would have been quicker, but since I had been taking contraceptives for a year and a half, it took me six months to get pregnant. Finally, one afternoon after many in which we made love slowly and without rushing, I could feel the miracle of life filling my uterus. I was very sensitive and cried with emotion. Filomeno didn't understand anything, but seeing me happy, he just kissed me too. At that moment I preferred not to say anything about my plan and I waited at least two months to see if my period would come and when I didn't, I confirmed my suspicions a few days ago, so I was officially pregnant.

Tomorrow will be the day I will give the news to Filomeno, since I am preparing for his fifty-fifth birthday party.

I secretly planned to celebrate that important date and invited all his friends.

I was so focused on wrapping the gift I was going to give him that I didn't notice Ramiro standing behind me until I felt him hug me.

—Hello, beautiful! —he said very close to my ear— you know, I don't know why, but you have been seeing yourself much more beautiful than you already are for days, is it because you have realized that we would make a good couple?

I was about to respond with a punch in the face, when Silvia said Filomeno's name and when I looked ahead, I saw him holding our son's hand, looking at us with a sad air that he hid as best he could.

—I… I came… to… tell you that… I won’t be able to accompany you today —Fil wanted to run towards me, but Filomeno didn’t let him.

—Why can't you? —I ran towards my two loves, but Filomeno let go of Fil and our little one clung to my legs and prevented me from getting close to his dad.

—Juliana needs me to help her with some boxes. I told you the other day that she's moving and I'm the only one who finishes work early, so she asked me for that favor.

—Are you going to go with her to her house? —I asked angrily, and it grew a thousand times more when he nodded. —Are you going to be alone?

—Yes… well, both and the move.

—Mommy… I’m hungry — our son’s voice didn’t make me take my eyes off my husband.

—How convenient!... Filomeno, you promised me that you would stay away from that woman —my voice trembled with anger— is she perhaps more important than me?

—No, but I don't understand your annoyance. I don't complain about your close friendships —he said looking at Ramiro —and do you know why? —I shook my head —because I know that everything has an expiration date and even more, so an old man like me, that's why you won't hear any kind of reproach from me.

—What are you talking about? —I asked, afraid of the meaning of his words.

Just then, Juliana came in and immediately grabbed Filomeno's arm.

—Filo! The car is ready —she looked triumphantly at her nephew — and did you see what I told you, Filo?... I wasn't wrong, was I?

—What did the lady say to you, Filomeno? —By this time, my voice was already desperate, but he didn't say anything. —Filomeno! —I exclaimed louder.

—Yes… it was true —those words were for Juliana, not for me —He sighed and then looked at me sadly —Mariana, we'll talk tonight —he addressed Ramiro —take good care of her, young man.

I wanted to run after them when I saw them leaving together, but our son did not let go of my legs.

I didn't understand anything of what had happened, but a pain in my chest told me that it was something terrible and without being able to avoid it I started to cry without caring that my son, Silvia and that idiot Ramiro saw me.

Silvia ran to catch me when my legs gave out and I collapsed to the floor. My son's little arms gave me enough strength to control my tears, but a destructive rage took hold of me again when I felt Ramiro's arms around my body and quickly stood up and pushed him away.

—Get out! —I screamed at him like a madwoman. —You damn cheater. I don't want to see you or your witch aunt anywhere near me or my family.

—Are you firing me? —he asked mockingly —look, darling, I think you were slow to do it. If you're doing it today, it's because you just realized what she wanted to achieve, but even if I leave, you know very well that you've already lost him and that my aunt won you... more so because she took him to fulfill her desires and with what your old man saw and what she has told him for months, I have a feeling that she will be able to seduce him.

His statement left me cold, and I couldn't say anything.

—Get out of here, you damn scum! —that was Silvia’s voice —my grandmother Ofelia had already warned me. Juliana was planning something very bad, although I never thought she would stoop to using an idiot like you, but you know what, you idiot… Mr. Filomeno loves and respects his wife and would never stoop to screwing around with a slut.

—You think not? Look, girl, this little cutie —he said, pointing at me —she really is a beauty, but next to the old man she looks more like a sweet little daughter, and my aunt, with her age and the great body she has, will make the old man see that it is better for him to free the little girl because she is bored of him and since grandpa is a depressive due to his advanced age, he will lose his will and my aunt will take him to her bed… Visualize it!… my aunt’s obsession will finally be satiated, and she will taste the wrinkled body of your old man —he approached me and took a lock of my hair in his hands —after I cheat on you, if you want, you can get your revenge by having sex with me.

God!... his words were really hurting me and taking all my strength away. In my mind the most painful scene I had ever experienced was playing out and it was about Filomeno doing to Juliana the same thing we do in intimacy. For three years I denied that I loved him, but the fear of losing him opened my eyes and I know that if he has relations with her, he will have destroyed me completely. I can't even imagine myself in the arms of another man because when you love someone, it is inconceivable for me to think of allowing another person to know me intimately. The damn images filled my mind and suddenly everything went dark.