The Temptress: Tempting the Devil’s son

Grey eyes opened as they stared at the ceiling intently, like it was the most interesting thing to stare at. She slowly sat up after a few seconds and rubbed her eyelids in an attempt to clean the drowsiness from her eyes.

She looked around the room and sighed. Her eyes then darted to the wall clock. When she saw what time it was, her eyes widened in shock. It’s been more than three hours since she ran into her room and fell asleep. She didn’t expect to sleep this long. Seems like she really needed that sleep.

I should better go downstairs to help out, she thought. If she didn’t, she would feel guilty for not helping out. It was her birthday party after all. She should be involved, unless of course it was a surprise party which it wasn’t.

She got out of her bed and stretched her sore body, feeling her bones crack in relief. She walked out of the room and headed to the kitchen. On her way to the kitchen, she glanced at the sitting room and she couldn’t help but smile. She liked what she saw.

The sitting room was decorated with all sort of accessories including a lot of balloons and ribbons. And then big happy birthday balloons were glued to the wall. The lightening itself was perfect. The sight was very enchanting to stare at. They really did a good job.

As she entered into the kitchen, she couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear. She looked over and saw her mom dicing a bulb of onion.

“What’s with the smile?” She paused and glanced at her daughter.

“Nothing. It’s just the place looks really nice. I like it!” She giggled.

“Uhmm, now you like it. When you were busy sleeping, we were busy working our ass up just to make the place look beautiful.” she rolled her eyes.

She pouted, feeling guilt envelope her. Damn, did she have to rub it on her face. “I’m sorry mom. Don’t know how it happened. Didn’t expect to sleep that long.”

“It’s alright I understand. You are still stressed out from yesterday. What happened yesterday is enough to make you traumatized. I wouldn’t mind it if you slept for the whole day. Don’t worry, your friends and I took care of the decorations.”

“Thanks mom.” She giggled, hugging her mother from behind. “Where are they now? Did they leave already?”

“Yes. I asked them to leave once we were done so they could rest and get ready for tomorrow,” she explained.

“Hmm, I see. How about I join you?”

“You don’t have to. You can go back to lying down, sleepy head!” She teased.

“Mom!”

“Sure honey! That would be great! I was just pulling your legs,” she winked.

“You joke a lot mom. What can I do?”

“You can start by chopping up these bulbs of onions. There are so many and I’m all teary!” She stuck out her lips as tears ran down her eyes.

Riri chuckled. “Okay mom! Sorry about that. That’s onions for you!”

She took the knife from her mom and began dicing the onion. Dionne took out a handkerchief and used it to wipe her teary eyes. She glazed at her daughter intently and opened her mouth to say something.

“So…” Here it comes. She knew at that that instant what she was about to say.

How was she gonna answer her numerous questions? She was very much aware that she couldn’t run away from it any longer. It was inevitable. Sooner or later, she had to open up to her mom. Knowing her mom, she wouldn’t rest until she spilled everything out.

“What is going on between you and your professor?” She questioned with a sidelong glance. “And don’t try to run away from my questions or lie to me about it. I just want the truth and nothing but the truth.” She told.

She bit her lips not knowing what to say. She cracked her brain as she thought of the suitable lie to tell her mom. “Mom…”

“The truth,” she glared at her. It was obvious she wasn’t going to buy any of her lies.

“Mom nothing is going on between us.” She lied and it was so obvious.

“You’re so lame at lying and you know it. Spill it and no more lies! Remember you never used to keep secrets from me.”

“Mom I’m saying the truth! He’s just my professor! What we have is just a student-teacher relationship.”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Since you’ve decided not to tell me the truth and you have chosen to constantly lie to my face, I might as well tell you what I know from what I observed.”

Her heart skipped a beat. What she observed? Did she know?

“Mom, nothing…”

“When you came out of the room, you smelled of male semen, my guess is you gave him a blow job or maybe a hand job. Either way you drank his semen,” she said cutting her off. Her jaw dropped. She knew everything!

“Mom…” She tried to speak but she cut her off again.

“Also your bum shot was a bit rumpled and your zipper wasn’t properly done since you were in a hurry. My guess is you were obviously fingered down there or eaten out or both,” she winked.

“Mom! That never happened!” She flushed.

“I’m not stupid Riri and stop lying to me. I also know what happened in the dinning room. You were getting fingered, weren’t you? Your dad thought it was funny to try that on me when he visited my parents. I was so embarrassed.” She chuckled.

“The good old day were fun! I did many of the things you are doing now even worse. It’s of no use lying to me.”

“Yes, something did happen between us,” she blushed as she revealed.

“I said it! I was already a bad girl before you were born!” Seriously?

“Ain’t you mad at me? You know for cheating on Blake?”

“I’m not. Blake did have his own fill on women. There’s nothing wrong in having a little fun.”

Her eyes widened. She didn’t expect her to say that. God! And Blake was into women, maybe he had a lot of them. Or he could be fucking one of them right now, that’s why he refuses to show himself. She didn’t want to admit it but she was mad jealous. How dare he cheat on her?

“Yes. Are you jealous?” She smirked. “It was just a fling you know. He didn’t have anything serious with them. Besides, you were still very little. He was very young and his hormones were running wild. It took a lot of self control for him not to rape you. That would be child abuse since you were more or less a child!”

“What?” Her eyes widened. “I hated to see him suffer so I asked him to have fun with other ladies. He needed to let out some steam. Thankfully that worked. What remains mystery is that all of the women he slept with were never heard of again! I wonder what happened to them.”

She cast her mom a surprised glance. She just couldn’t believe her ears. Weird. Her mom was probably saying this to scare her.

“Are you trying to scare me now?”

“No. Even I still haven’t figured it out. Well, that’s in the past!”

“How many women has he been with in the past?”

“Don’t know. Around ten maybe. Not sure what the actual number is. It could be more or less.” She shrugged.

“Mom! How come you never told me about this?”

“I didn’t think you needed to know. Besides you were still a teenager then, it’s not like you could actually satisfy his sexual needs then,” she rolled her eyes

“Of course I needed to know. Is he you know with any woman now?” That would be you my dear.

“No. None that I know of.”

“Don’t lie to me mom. Tell me the truth,” she urged.

“How am I supposed to know? It’s not like I follow him around to know how many women he has,” she rolled her eyes.

“What I know for sure is that he loves you so much. I mean not all men would be willing to wait for you.”

“Hmm, I find that hard to believe.” She crossed her arms, frowning. Why was she mad? She was doing the exact same thing he did, cheating.

“Believe it or not, there is nothing wrong in having some fun.” She winked.

“Mom, you’re such a bad influence.”

“I wasn’t the one who was getting eaten out in the store room,” she said flicking her tongue in demonstration.

Her cheeks turned red instantly. “Mom!”

“What? It’s not like I’m lying. Don’t think I didn’t hear your moans, I was at the door long enough to hear you screaming in ecstasy.”

Color spread from her cheeks to the rest of her face till she was as red as a tomato. God, I hate you mom.

“Mom! It’s rude to eavesdrop! You are weird!”