Nice try

Tuesday

Charles and I were seated on a sofa here on the rooftop bar of a known hotel. I called him yesterday and told him about what happened and that Paul heard everything that Jerome said. Charles invited me to dinner so we could talk about what really happened. When we were handed the menu I went for the bar's Authentic Italian Carbonara. And Charles ordered their Argentinian Beef Tenderloin.

Charles also added a Red Velvet Cake for us to share. Then we both went for coke zero for our drinks, "I can't believe he said those words to you, Nat," Charles told me.

"I know." I shook my head in disbelief, "You should have seen Paul's facial expression."

Charles turned to the high-rise buildings surrounding us, "We talked about it before he left for the Netherlands. I told him that I never dreamt of leaving the Philippines."

I gave out a heavy sigh, "I actually had a hard time explaining things to Paul. And he said that he knows we are best of friends but you're still a guy and people are judgmental these days so I should be more careful."

"How are your boys?" Charles asked. He strategically wanted to change the topic.

"They're fine," I answered Charles with a smile, "Timothy is still adjusting to condo living. He hated elevators."

"I missed that little guy! When was the last time Jerome and I saw Tim?" Charles asked as he leaned back.

"Well, you saw Tim 3 weeks ago. But for Jerome, I think he saw Tim last April, on his second birthday in McDonald's." I leaned back on the sofa as well.

Charles and I had been talking for about thirty minutes when our food finally arrived. We continued conversing about random things related to my previous work in the BPO industry. Then I saw Charles looked past me, he was frowning. I turned to my back so I could see what he was looking at. My mother-in-law was rushing towards us with Paul in her tail.

"See? Your wife is cheating on you!" Martina said and gave me a nasty stare.

Paul switched glances between me and Charles. Then he stared at his mother and gave out a heavy sigh, "Don't make a scene, mom." Paul said in a clipped voice, then he called the attention of one of the servers, "Can we get a menu please? Thank you."

Paul pulled a chair on my right for his mom then he sat on the chair on my left, "Pardon us Charles, this is my mom, Martina Sainz. This is Charles, Natasha's best friend."

Charles extended his right hand to my mother-in-law. Then Martina extended her hands too, "Nice to meet you," Charles told Martina with a small smile.

"Likewise," Martina responded with an awkward smile.

Charles continued eating while Martina looked at the menu. And I watched Paul finished my food.

"I was starving," Paul commented when I widened my eyes at him. He ordered the same food as Charles, then he ordered another set of Carbonara for me.

When we finished eating and went our separate ways I did not even hear any apology from Paul's mom. She even had the nerve to ignore me the whole duration of our dinner. Paul apologized to Charles for his mom's behavior.

When we reached home Timothy was already asleep. I went directly to our room and yelped when Paul carried me to the bathroom. Then he lifted me to the counter near the sink. He unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall. He inserted his hand under my skirt and pulled down my panties and entered me.

I gasped because of the burning sensation. Paul unbuttoned my top and threw my clothes on the floor. He kissed my lips as he kneaded my breasts, then he started coming in and out of me.

"I'm sorry," Paul uttered breathlessly, "I misjudged you."

My eyebrows met in the middle when I heard what he just said, "What do you…mean?" I asked, I was also running out of breath because of Paul's powerful thrusts.

"I am just an obsessed fool…ahh..," Paul groaned in ecstasy as he reached his climax. I was glaring at him so he did not stop until my facial expression changed. I moaned and closed my eyes when I reached my peak. Then Paul kissed my right jaw.

"I am not going to let that go, Paul," I scolded Paul while we walked towards the shower, "I can't believe your mom can manipulate you like that!"

Then Paul did something unexpected. He kneeled down the tiled floor and hugged me by the waist, "Forgive me, babe? It will not happen again, I swear."

"Oh, really?" I asked doubtfully, "Get up, I want to check on Timothy."

After our shower we both checked on Timothy. He was sleeping soundly. Paul and I kissed him good night and then we went to our room. I laid down on the right side but Paul went to the single sofa and opened his laptop.

"Baby?" I called Paul, "Let's go to sleep."

"Give me thirty minutes," Paul requested, "I think I missed something in my documents."

"Okay," I responded, then I covered myself with the comforter and closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes again because I heard my phone vibrate on my bedside table. I reached for it and saw Jerome's face on the screen. I sighed and took his call.

"Hello?" I said without getting up.

"Charles is cheating on me!" Jerome yelled from the other line.

"What?" I asked as I rubbed my left eye.

"The guy's name is Beau Robinson," Jerome said again.

I sighed and stared at the ceiling, "And you got this information from who?"

"I paid a detective! What do you think, Nat?" Jerome yelled on the other line again.

"Oh my God. Can you just talk to Charles and stop wasting your money?" I scolded Jerome.

"No! My pride will not allow me to do that!" Jerome told me.

"Jerome, your pride will not get you anywhere." I reminded him. Then I felt Paul cupping my left breast. Then he hugged me from the back.

"Help me, Nat! I don't want to lose Charles." Jerome said with a low voice.

"Okay, can we talk tomorrow and I will help you think things through?" Jerome agreed then we hung up.

I placed my phone back to the nightstand and yelped when Paul made me straddle him. My eyes widened when he rubbed his fullness under me.

"One more round then we can go to sleep." Paul said then he winked at me.