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Nor was she alone in this. I was far from pious, myself, but I was also far from being dismissive about God. I had been through one too many brushes with certain death for that. I wanted to do right by my conscience. Besides, I genuinely wanted this woman. I would not see her belong to another if I could help it. But I simply couldn’t stay away from her until then. I just hoped God would put up with my selfishness for just a little longer. I was so close to setting things right for good. This time, things would be different. I would make sure of it.
Oh God, please let all this just be over!
I wasn't too sure I should involve Frank and Cyril. Frank and Cyril had always been very loyal friends and juniors in the service. They had always been of great help to me, especially during operations and searches. Frank is a young and vibrant man in his late thirties. He had always been a very meek and private man since the day I met him. I recall on one of our many operations; he was so silent that I had to ask if he feared what we were about to do. It was during the same operation that we embarked on with Wes. So, I was not sure if he would want to involve himself in anything that concerns Will.
Cyril, on the other hand, is in his late twenties, but he was fearless and ever-ready to act in any situation he found himself in. He was usually my right-hand man in most of our operations. I'd rather go to him during tough operations than running to Frank, but Frank also had his good sides during operations, though. I might have to invite them to assist me in the search for Wes. I don't think I would want to do it on my own. I'll have to get some help because no matter what, I want to return to Kathy in one piece-again!
I should inform her about my intentions to go look for Wes for the next ten days. I had called her earlier in the day that I would not be able to make it to her place that night due to the busy schedules I would have today, and then I promised to be with her most of the time the following day because it was a public holiday. Being with Kathy gives me the complete assurance that at least there is still hope. Raising a family together was something that could still happen, and it made me excited.
I tried calling Frank and Cyril to accompany me in the search for us. This had to be done as soon as possible. I called Frank and Cyril over the phone to inform them about the search for Will and how important it is for us to find him. They both agreed to be of help to me as they have always been. I told them we would be leaving the day after tomorrow, and we would be gone for ten days. I couldn't wait for the next day to be in Kathy's arms once again before leaving it for so long. I can't raise a family with the kind of issues surrounding me. I just have to speed up this search and marry Kathy and raise a family. I think I am raising a family now.
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Kathy/Will
It was an early Tuesday morning. The weather was extremely cold that morning. I had slept so well the previous night. I was so tired that I slept almost all through the night. I woke up full of energy and vibe, ready for a new day. It was a public holiday today; we were celebrating Remembrance Day in the UK. Remembrance Day marks the eleventh hour on the eleventh day of the eleventh month in 1918 when the Great War was finally over. It was first commemorated in 1919, and every November, it pays tribute to the men and women who have lost their lives in war. Originally called Armistice Day, it was renamed Remembrance Day following the Second World War when most member states of the Commonwealth of Nations, including the UK, officially began to commemorate both wars, as well as the more recent loss of British soldiers’ lives in war zones such as Afghanistan.
In addition to the actual day, Remembrance Sunday is also observed on the second Sunday in November. On November 11, there were two minutes of silence across the UK. In London, leading politicians, religious leaders, and, of course, the Royal Family gathers for a service at the Cenotaph. It is common practice to lay a wreath in commemoration. As Remembrance Day approaches, you will notice people with felt or paper poppies pinned to their coats as a symbol of Remembrance Day. These bright red flowers have become emblematic of Flanders’ Fields and the lives lost in World War One. It was a very significant day and moment in the UK.
I was expecting Will that morning. He had promised to come in the early hours of the day, and he usually kept to promises at least he displayed that virtue of him by returning to me in one piece after ten years. He had always been a man of his word. I was still reminiscing over how much he missed me while on the bed when I heard a knock on the door. I made sure I locked the door properly before going to bed last night because I was aware that Will would be coming early this morning, and he would be furious if he found out that I didn't lock the door properly. I got up sluggishly from the bed to open the door for him. I had not started experiencing the early morning symptoms of pregnancy-at least not yet. I wondered how it would feel like not being able to stand up from my bed, weakness all over my body, especially in the early mornings of the day. Phew! I'll scale, though, I'm sure, and again, who knows, I might not keep the baby. I opened the door and found Will smiling and staring straight into my eyes.
"Good morning, my love," he said in such a romantic way that was so irresistible.
"Good morning, babe." I embraced him so tightly and refused to let go. It was so obvious that I had missed him a lot. I made my way straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. It was still very cold out there, so we decided to take a toasted sandwich with hot tea for breakfast. We cheered at the dining table and retired to the bedroom after that to have some chats.
"I have some good news for you, Will."
"Oh really? I'm all ears, dear. Spill it." I was always happy seeing Kathy in such good moods. Even though I didn't give her that complete joy, I was still glad and grateful I could see her beautiful smiles.
“I just got promoted as the new sub-dean of my faculty!" I happily announced. I still couldn't believe that I had attained such greatness in just a few years I had worked as a staff in that faculty. Even though it was given to me based on selfish reasons by Mr. Williams using his influence in the school, I knew I still deserved that position. I worked for it diligently.
"OH wow! That's awesome, my love. I am so proud of you." I have always been proud of Kathy. She has been a diligent, consistent, and very determined person even from childhood. That was how she was able to win my heart after dancing so much around me since age seventeen. I am proud of the woman she has become. Beautiful all the way around.
"Why don't we drink to this, Kathy?" I went to the kitchen and got a bottle of very chilled champagne from the fridge. I took two wine glass cups from the cabinet and went back to Kathy, who was still seated on the bed. I opened the champagne bottle and poured out its contents into the two glass cups
"Cheers to more wins, my love."
"Cheers!" I said so happily. We sipped a little from our cups and laid back on the bed. Kathy rested her head on my chest, and I felt so much at ease. After some time, she looked up at me with passion in her eyes. I already understood what she needed, and that thought alone made me so horny. I feared what this might lead to. I did not want to jeopardize Kathy's life with anything whatsoever. I loved her so much, and bringing a child into this world right now will or at least might hurt her feelings because she would start pondering on how to protect our child to the best of her abilities. She would not want to put the child in any form of trouble whatsoever, and I do not want such problems for her, at least not now or even ever. But still, right now, I wanted to please her. I'll always want to please her no matter what. Right now, I'll just try not to cum inside her to prevent any problems. I brought her closer to myself and kissed her passionately. My lips hovered over hers hungrily now.
She did not hesitate. Relinquishing the bedsheets, she stepped out of them and let the warm glow of candlelight give its radiance to her body's alluring curves. Two slender arms snaked their way around my neck as she rose on tiptoe to meet my kiss. My lips met hers halfway greedily while my hands eagerly danced around her body, caressing her hips and cupping her ass just a little before reaching down to repeat the same motions with her thighs. Her body responded to me, and she quivered slightly, pressing her soft, full breasts against me. My fingers continued to trail soft patterns around her thighs, and she shivered a little, sweat breaking out over her forehead.
Abruptly, I grabbed her soft, perfectly rounded ass, kneading it as expertly and lovingly as a master potter. She gasped softly and let out an adorable squeal, leaning even more into me and devouring my lips, biting me a little. Her little bites were driving me nuts, and I kissed her even deeper. Her body fit so perfectly with me. I had no doubt she was made just for me.
“Will!” she gasped breathlessly into my mouth as I devoured hers and held her to me tightly, my fingers starting to tease her moist core. “Oh, Will!”
She draped one leg around me to grant me better access, and I took it gladly. I moved my hand around and attacked from the rear, teasing her entry even as she moved hard against my manhood with reckless abandon. I broke our kiss to nuzzle and nibble at her neck, and she threw her head back, lost in passion. I latched onto her breasts and suckled her hard, continuing my relentless strokes at her center. Before long, the room was filled with the sounds of her rising moans and my ragged breaths. I stroked her until she nearly collapsed in a heap and begged for me to take her higher.
“Will!” she managed between impassioned cries. “Will, please!”
“Where?” I asked her.
“Behind,” she gasped. “Let me feel you from behind.”
I spun her around immediately, the sweet desperation in her voice driving me nearly out of my mind. She grabbed the edge of the table as I leaned her over and readied myself. The entry was smooth and exhilarating, and she released a low growl of pure satisfaction. “Yes,” she cried. “Yes, Will, yes!”
Her voice spurred me on; I took her almost madly, grabbing onto her ample breasts for dear life and driving into her with building power as she cried out my name and pledged her love to me.
"There's only ever been you, Will," she gasped breathlessly. "There'll never be anyone but you."
