Across town in her Estate house, Jenny looked at the ceiling and cried out, "Lord what else you want me to do? When I found the man, I was falling further in love with I behaved like a virago, and I sent him back to his wife. Yes, Lord I benefitted from the relationship, but I felt guilty each time and the burden became too much. Yes, I used foul language, but if I spoke his uptown language the impact would not have been the same. Yes, lord I gave in too soon to the next one on the rebound, but you alone know how my heart really feels Lord. Help me to find peace first in myself and then I can see the peace in others.
"What is behind me has already happened and I am moving forward with or without David Weatherburn or whoever you provide. I know I can't do this alone anymore. Somehow, I think someone up there has a sick sense of humour. I was deceived by a handsome forked tongue man that was everything I ever wanted. Handsome, compassionate and mature. I was wrong I should have said single and
available."
"However, he came, and I took him with everything I had, I feed him both ways and he prospered, and he blessed me with this house and the car. Everything changed when this cranky white woman came to the office and behaved most disgracefully about the termite that was eating down her husband's bed post and she wanted back every dust or else. I was so shocked that Martin escorted me through the emergency exit. Since then, Lord, I've only allowed him near me twice. You know I can't resist his touch; he is nicer than gravy and sweeter than honey with that dick."
"Am I to be punished forever because I want to satisfy my needs and wants after finding out he was stolen property? I know I need to fix my life, but I need earthly help to do it. The king-sized bed is a mighty lonely place at night, and I won't sell and replace it with a single bed. Lord, please send someone to keep my company. Please God."
Her prayer was interrupted by the sound of knuckles knocking on the door.
"Lord I know about instant messages but instant answers I am not used to."
She opened the door and say the ponytail and instantly recognised the broad shoulders of the forked tongued man.
"God, are you joking or what? This is like putting butter on a cat's mouth and asking him not to lick it off," she muttered.
"Hi Jenny, I need to talk to somebody I feel as if I am falling apart."
"Creston, I told you not to come back here ever again.
I even sent you back to your wife."
"Yes you did and it's exactly that I need to talk about."
Jenny looked up to the sky and mimed thank you with
her lips.
"Creston is this the new look pony tail and beard? It looks different but nice. How does your wife feel about the new look and how are things at home?"
"Home! Jenny? I feel like a blasted refugee bouncing from pillar to post. The one time in my life that I give in to my personal feelings and found comfort and solace, I have ended up paying what seems to be the ultimate price. In true
colloquial terms it seems I am just 'plain salt'."
"Have a seat Creston. Do you want orange juice or a light beer?"
She watched as he smiled and said, "Light beer please.
Oh god this feels like home."
"Let me ask a stupid question Creston."
"Go ahead no question of yours could possibly be stupid Jenny."
"What is there to stop it from being your home if you really wanted it?'
"To be honest, my ex-wife."
"Aren't you divorced Creston?" She hissed her teeth
Yes Jenny, technically we are divorced, but we are not just able to separate our lives without me paying a hefty price."
"Is living in a prison without bars worth it Creston? So what if you have to start over. She can't take the knowledge out of your head. She can only threaten to take clients from you but if she does that her alimony cheques would stop wouldn't it? You are only forty and you can start over your life especially if you are happy Creston, that is all that matters. The children will always be yours and they will come to understand life in time. What has been lost cannot be regained in the same form that it was Creston. Imagine if you had committed a crime and was being sentenced to prison for a long time, wouldn't she have to move on with her life?"
"Yes she would," he replied.
"Well, a divorce is the sentence for the crime of passion that you committed. Well I hope it was a crime of passion and not lust?"
"I wish life was that simple Jenny, when your business and personal life has become entangled and entwined with another person, it's not that easy to just take a laser cutter to separate the two. Critical blood vessels could be severed in our case it means haemorrhaging money. At my age, I may not have the chance of making back that money. Every day some new hotshot leaves law school and he or she is attracting the flood of new money and business. The clients and cases that I've wrangled over time are mostly friends of my wife's family."
"Ohh so without her you are a nobody Creston."
"Technically, yes."
"So why did you make such a stupid mistake of cheating if you knew the consequences where so high?"
Jenny you would not understand I was slowly dying inside, and I wanted to feel alive again. My energy was being sapped in pretending I was happy. I had to always talk once but think twice before I opened my mouth. I was always concerned that I did not do enough billable hours to keep up with the lifestyle she was used to."
"Why didn't you say something Creston?"
"Oh I tried, but each time it was the next big case and I needed the help of the syndicate. After I reached forty it was too late, and the only way I could leave is via a bullet. Gloria said I did not love her enough when I pointed out her flaws or if I suggested that I wanted to put an end to a marriage that had lost its spark."
"What caused your marriage to lose its spark Creston and when did you realise that you were no longer in love?"
Strange you should ask me that question Jenny, but I've wondered the same thing. I remember when I used to race home from the office just to tell her what happened that day and she would fill me in on what the babies did;what they said and who she encountered at the supermarket, or which of her expensive blouses the helper ruined then hid in some secret place and she found it by mistake. I used to be able to sit on the throne while she was bathing and we would inhale the aroma together as if it was nothing. I told her all my crazy jokes and no matter how often she heard them she would laugh until tears came to her eyes. We used to have date nights where she would become my trophy wife to be paraded on my arm. She was gorgeous and would turn heads. I made sure she could shop online or overseas to keep her appetite for new outfits and shoes satisfied."
"Did she work Creston?"
Oh yes she found time to work at a day-care we owned, she loved kids, but the operational cost of the daycare and the fact that the parents never paid their bills on time caused a strain on my pocket, so we closed the facility. Shit it was after that things started to go downhill. I even encouraged her to go back to school to retool her mind and get a real job to keep herself occupied. She said she was too old to compete with teenagers and young adults in the classroom. She didn't think she should be forced to prove herself to anybody."
"Creston I think she got bored of life and subsequently you got bored with her."
"Things were never the same again. The raging fire sex in the bedroom became glowing embers and we slowly realised that we had nothing in common anymore. I started to watch pornography and fantasize in order to get my cock hard
and she drank more and more expensive drinks.
Simultaneously her shopping sprees got more extensive and I had to put in longer hours in order to keep our finances stable. "
"I started to put on the weight and my ring started to squeeze my finger, so I took it off,then a few days later I met you in your office and from day one I remembered what it was like to laugh. I went along for the ride and one thing led to another, you were having so much fun I could not bring myself to disappoint you or tell you that I was forbidden fruit. I felt so alive in your company. When I drove in through my gate all I could think about seeing you the next day to start laughing."
"Slowly things changed when you touched me, and my cock sprang to life. I resisted the urge for weeks and months, until one kiss led to another and the feelings that I once thought were dead reignited in my body. My libido was back, I was winning cases in court. Once a month I would fuck
Gloria and she would cum like Niagara Falls. We would, for a day or two after, be 'Cressie & G' again. Then reality would return, and we fell headfirst into the doldrums again. God knows I tried staying away from you because I knew it was wrong, but the benefits of seeing you far outweighed the negatives at the time."
"You were like my drug of choice and in order to keep you happy and comfortable, a nice car and a roof over your head were essential for you to have. I became overconfident and forgot my own reality and carried you to the risqué Plantation restaurant in Mandeville where we dined off the naked flesh of men or women of our choice because I wanted to show you how the top two percent live and I was spotted by my father-in-law. I thought he would not have said a word since he knew that I could have told his wife too. So, I thought the fear of mutual destruction was enough. Instead, he came back and spoke to me seriously in pain. Who was this half cast boy to break his daughter's heart to cheat on her by sleeping down in the society?"
Everything turned upside down from that weekend. You were innocent and I used my maturity and money and
spoilt you rotten with jewellery and fine gifts. I turned you into an adulterer. Even after you found out that I was married, we still had sex until it got too much for you and you ran me like a dog."
"It wasn't easy Creston I tossed and turned in my bed thinking that I sinned against God and the union that God himself had first started. Until I turned to the bible for solace and found some verses Mark 3 verses 28 to 30 and it gave me some comfort. That all sins could be forgiven but am I ready to live a sin free life. That is why I have a confession I was the one that keyed your car and I suppose the universe allowed you to omit the fact that you were a married man. So our relationship was built on deceit and lies in the first place." Jenny why are you punishing yourself. The past is already behind us now. I am focused on the future."
"That means you were brought up in the right and proper way."
"Jenny I no longer feel as stressed as when I was leaving my house or leaving Gloria."
"Which house was that Creston? Do you mean the Townhouse on Mira Mint Way or Gloria's?"
Creston took a long hard sigh. "Gloria's . Why do you think I got so stressed young woman? Hey on another note what happened to that gold teeth guy that you were seeing?"
"How you know he has a gold tooth Creston?"
"Hey, he is the competition and I made sure I checked him out thoroughly."
"And what did you find on him?" Jenny asked.
Hah hah like I would tell you anything; unless I am your attorney."
"Well, I am not telling you anything. I guess he is ok Creston."
"So all of a sudden you've become less talkative and wanted to know everything about my life with Gloria and then you are fort Knox."
"No, it's just my private life and I don't think I should be discussing my love life with you my former lover. What would be the benefit of telling you details?"
"Ok boss I see how this is going!"
She quickly changed the subject to get past the awkward moment.
"Hey Creston, are you hungry? We have been talking for over an hour and that beer is still only half empty?"
"Yeah, I could eat something nice." Creston replied.
I have some left-over oxtail in the fridge. Do you want it?" Jenny asked.
"Jenny, I think I would like that very much. I am not in the frame of mind for fast food. I miss the taste of a good home cooked meal. That is one of the reasons I miss having a wife and a stable home life."
"Oh, so that is what you need a woman for Creston? To cook and I assume to clean too? That is why they have maid services to handle domestic activities. I could also make a recommendation for the other physical needs that you men have " Jenny retorted.
"Hah are you saying that women don't have similar needs Jenny?"
"I am sure, but we have much better self-control. We get our selves occupied at work or get involved in church, lock off that part of our minds, and pussy, Creston. However, men can't do that at all, even to shoot the bishop or jerk off."
Hah somebody sounds jealous and angry about the strictures being placed on them by the society."
"Creston Chin you better shut up or I won't feed you at all. Can you cook Creston?"
"Hah I'm half Chinese my mother was the Asian and my father wanted his boys to be served hand and foot, so I only learned to boil and fry eggs. That was one of the motivating factors for me learning to cook almost anything I wanted or felt for. Gloria hated cooking so there was no intimacy of a meal prepared with love in my house, either the helper cooked, or we went out for dinner. My next time at being a husband, I want a wife who can cook and be a go-go dancer in the bedroom."
"Boys like you must pay though your teeth for the pretty face, athletic body that is a trophy wife. She must have excellent domestic skills, and I bet she must be able to drive a car and pick up the kids. She must also be able to chair a board
meeting too. So you all can go and play a round of golf or attend your lodge meetings too?
Creston did not reply.
"Am I right Creston, and to add fuel to the fire I must be able to change a tyre and service the car while I am at it too don't?" Jenny asked.
"Yeah, you sound like the perfect woman. Can I have another beer please this one is getting too hot and has lost its zing."