"All my fault," deep in mind, on an apologetic and downcast face, mother-in-law took the blame, "you're right... I did it all for my son," her emotions could be felt as she spoke to herself, "as a loving mother, I couldn't sit back and watch him loose you _ a cool, intelligent, ambitious and descent woman you're. Am so selfish... I accept," her eyes dropped sorrily.
Later that very day in the afternoon, inside Bob Lee's bedroom, Ishtar moved back and forth, with hands wrapped.
She was arrested by tormenting thoughts.
She had waited impatiently for some good time to see him waking up from a deep sleep he was in, but under the white sheets he still snored with a low sound every time she took a glace.
"Another one hour had passed and you're not waking up," talking uncomfortably at the back of her mind, "is it because you returned home drunk?" Questioning herself.
With a desperate stare at the bed where he was, she stopped the movements, "can't wait any longer _ I need to hear what you have to tell me about your infidelity," impatiently speaking in thoughts, "forgive me but I've got to wake you up."
Ishtar unwrapped her hands and walked in confidence on a serious face to one side of the bed. However, her heart seemed terribly hurting as she gestured anxious and nervous before she sat.
"I need you to speak in my face that you don't love me."
She sat down on the bed side, inhaled and exhaled deeply. Hesitantly, she stretched her hand and tapped on his upper arm _ once at first, but it was not enough to wake him up since he slept off tired and intoxicated.
In worry, respectfully though, she twisted her face more nervously, and tapped on his arm again, twice in a row, then thrice.
Bob Lee started responding, slowly coming out of deep sleep.
Seeing him move encouraged Ishtar to add on a voice, "honey...," as she tapped on him more, "would you please wake up?" Asking calmly and politely.
Bob Lee's stretched his muscles, followed by the hands as his eyes sluggishly opened.
Right at his wife sitting beside him on the bed, he set his eyes.
He pulled himself to sit upright, but suddenly, his face frowned in pain. This made Ishtar to immediately wonder unsettledly.
Worried on her face, "Are you alright?" She asked.
He placed a hand plam on his forehead, "my head is heavily bombing."
Well thought she told him, "having returned home drunk, you slept longer hours today," in a calm and caring attitude.
Ishtar was always vulnerable in Bob Lee's presence.
At this moment, the pressure within her soul which was pushing her restlessly to demand a dialog eventually dropped. However, in the mind she wasn't yet relaxed.
"My love...." Bob Lee talked to her.
Ishtar's anxiety suddenly rose when when he stated.
Although she needed to hear what he had to say, she was so scared of the repercussions. She expected nothing but heartbreaking words from him, which on the other hand she wasn't willing to take.
As she responded with a faint smile, "yes my husband", her heart was already racing.
"I think I crossed the line yesterday...."
Curiosity wrote allover her worried face, "he's going to tell me he had sex with another lady, that he never loved me before...." the thought was so worrisome when it crossed her mind.
"... I made a bet with a friend of mine who drove me into something am regretting."
"You slept with a woman in our matrimonial!" Immediately a conclusion bombed her mind and her face began to turn angrily.
Looking aside, Bob Lee gestured a recalling face, "it all started at the bar counter after I lost the bet..."
Ishtar's adrenaline had been released and her heart was already racing in disbelief, "am listening!" She couldn't wait for him to spend a second without talking, looking at him attentively while she maintained a calm face.
"I can't believe I accepted to take in ten shots of tequila after pouring a double wiskey down my throat; it was a penalty for losing the bet!"
As he seemed to have concluded reporting, Ishtar felt some loopholes in his narrative. There was more she expected to here from him that he had not said.
"Are you confessing to me for having done something wrong?" She stated, wisely driving him to a more satisfying explanation.
"Um, yeah I thought maybe it was wise if I tell my wife what really happened.... you know, more so when I return home to you in such a wasted state."
"Mmh!"
"I remember feeling myself walking on broken legs, watching the world around me spinning vigorously," his face frowned guiltily, " next thing I saw was my friend carrying me inside the taxicab which drove me to the address I, without conscious thinking, gave the driver."
Bob Lee lifted his sorry eyes at Ishtar, "that now I confirm it was my home address after waking up in my bed with my wife beside me."
In his words he seemed to remember less about all that went down in his wasted state, after the ten tequila shots.
"You're sleeping with another woman named Nadia Browne in our matrimonial!" Holding an angry attitude within, Ishtar spoke at the back of her mind, unsatisfied.
However, neither did she have anything to do about it at the moment, nor had she a humble way to make him confess to it.
But she had to find a way.
"Is there something else I need to know that you did, or said by the time you were drunk?" remember!" She tried to make him open up.
"I I don't know, maybe you can tell me... and how I ended up in bed, I swear on loosing my wealth, I don't know how!" This proved to her that he was extremely green about the reckless and arrogant confession he made to his mom in her presence.
Ishtar decided to ingore, she breathed out to relax, "so, this friend of yours didn't know you don't take alcohol?"
"That's the point, she took advantage of the fact that I once told her I don't do anything attached to alcohol to trick me out with a bet _ I was so stupid to accept," out of guilt Bob Lee panicked to speak.
Unthoughtful, as a bad lier, he exposed the nature of the talked of friend unknowingly.
"She?" Ishtar blurted, "all along I had a male figure in picture!"
Frowning in denial, "y yeah, a lady friend," hesitantly he stuttered in his response, but he hadn't any choice since the ball was already in his net.
Thoughtful, "You know you're my ride or die husband whom to my last breath I respect," Ishtar said calmly.
She faintly smiled allover a sudden, "so sorry if my asking too much has made you uncomfortable _ was only trying to make sure you're safe."
"I appreciate you," he said.
Ishtar became silent for some seconds. In her mind she concluded, "since you haven't said it to me that you have another woman out there, the battle has proved to face me directly _ action always speaks louder than words, so I must fight to my last sweat drop for my marriage."
"Are you alright?" Bob Lee wondered when he saw her absent minded.
Ishtar faintly smiled in pretence, " of course I am. Can you promise me one thing?" She asked.
"What's that?"
"From today onwards you'll never bet with anything that kills your charming personality, especially with ladies in this town," such a jealousy talk.
As a gentleman he sweared to her, "never again in life will I ever... except betting with you, or on you my love," he leaned in and found a way for his lips on hers, and then he smiled after.
But unknowingly to himself too, he was lying. Nadia Browne, as his moonlight, was to stop at nothing to seduce him into fulfilling her desires. And he was a vulnerable man in her world, not far from an addictive drug to him.
Magnetically, immediately after the first simple kiss, the serenity calmed Ishtar down.
Smoothly she climbed onto the bed, bringing herself to him, calling for his sexual services because she had taken long without his romantic touch and warmth. So bad she was missing him.
Ishtar passed her leg over and went further to sit on top of him.
Behind her dress were buttons on which she got her hands and unbuttoned them one after the other, and easily pulled out the dress, the only outfit she had covering her body.
Having starved for some good time, while on top of him, Ishtar ached foward and drowned into him _ she couldn't wait to serve herself such a healthy diet meal until satisfaction.
Just like a stallion horse rider, pulling up and down as it runs, Ishtar proved to be skilled enough with both her hands on his chest like she was holding them ropes, and in a few minutes she was already screaming a cry of climax.
"I really needed sex!" She weakly threw her exhausted self on the bed, looking at the roof.
Immediately a thought crossed her mind. She jumped out of bed to enter the bathroom really quick.
Unexpectedly, playfully however, as Ishtar walked to enter the bathroom, Bob Lee rushed and squeezed himself through the bathroom entrance past her, "hahaha, got you!" He laughed out loud.
Startledly, "oh my gosh that's unfair to me sweetheart!"
Standing naked in the middle of the entrance to the bathroom, side to side Bob Lee held both his hands on the angles.
"Maybe you can go downstairs and prepare a fast healthy meal that can bring me back to energy as I bath, how is that?" He told her in the face.
"That's fine," happily she responded and in a simple cloth she dressed and walked out, as she smiled back at him.
Outside, as soon as she closed the bedroom door behind her, her face lost calmness. It turned very tough.