“PLOTTING 8”

"What is the reason you said why you came back here to the Philippines?"

Ramil asked her.

They are both in the room. As agreed, they bathed together. As usual, it took the two of them less than an hour inside the bathroom because of the naughty things they both did.

Now both of them are in bed and currently watching TV. This was actually the second night since she and Ramil had met. But she doesn’t think they've just had sex five times. It was actually more than that. And she doesn't complain about that, the truth is she likes the idea that his manhood is inside her.

At that thought, Tessa immediately felt her womanhood warm and in need once again. And the feeling that she wanted to lay on top of Ramil and start their first intercourse in his bed was not just a coincidence.

She likes that idea and that's the truth. But she also needs to give herself at least a little shame. She doesn't want Ramil to think that she is head over heels for his masculinity. At least that's the truth.

Tessa sighed at that point.

"Hey, is my question too difficult to answer?" Ramil asked her in amusement, thinking that the sigh she released was for what he was asking.

That's when she looked at the young man and then tried to smile. It's better to think that way.

"I don't know if I have to tell you the truth," she said and moved away from the young man.

She sat on the edge of the bed and then reached for the cigarette case. She took one and lit it. Then she looked at Ramil again then blew smoke upwards.

Ramil stared at her in a way that was as if he never got tired of her face.

"You can tell me everything," Ramil said as he approached her and planted a simple kiss on her shoulder.

Tessa smiled at what the man said.

"Really? Whatever? Are you sure?” she asked one after the other in a tone of disbelief.

Ramil nodded and then once again placed a kiss on her shoulder which eventually continued to her neck.

"You smell really good, Tessa," he whispered as he began to run his lips over her cheek.

Tessa gasped when Ramil did that. She knows and can already predict where what he is doing will end up. So she decided to put out the cigarette she was holding in the ashtray.

"Of course, I am fresh from a bath," she giggled and then went back to bed.

That's when Ramil went on top of her. Then he took both of her hands and placed them over her head.

"Nope, you always smell so good," he said, disapproving of what she said. "Especially down here," he said without any warning as his hand slipped under her thin nightgown and squeezed her femininity that was hidden by thin lace panties.

"Mmmmnn," was Tessa's immediate reaction.

"You haven't answered my question yet," he said, looking her straight in the eyes while continuing to squeeze her womanhood.

"Seriously?" Tessa asked in a snarky tone.

"So you want more?" Ramil asked her in a tone that hinted with amusement.

"Oh, you started it, didn't you?" she asked him.

The corner of Ramil's lips lifted and then he let go of her hands that were holding her and dropped himself by her side.

"Not until you answer my question," he said to her.

That's when Tessa let out deep breathing. Then she shrugged her shoulders and then began to tell a story.

"I have a man that I want back," she said directly.

She would not have wanted to admit to Ramil about that. But he forces her. And she has no choice but to tell him the truth. Or maybe it is more correct to say that there is nothing wrong if she is honest with the young man because she does not know whom she is talking about. And above all, there is nothing serious between them.

"What do you mean?" the question she heard the man lying next to her say.

That was when she turned and lay on her left to face the young man. After a while, she opened her mouth again to answer Ramil's question.

"Once I met this handsome, rich guy. He became my bed partner for months. And the only reason why we go on separate ways is that I had to return to America to fix the businesses my father left there," she further explained.

Ramil kept staring at her. His eyes were questioning and seemed to be asking her for a longer and clearer explanation.

“I have to win him back from whomever girl he's with right now. And I will do that without anyone stopping me," she said with firmness in her voice.

When she turned her gaze to Ramil again, she saw an inexplicable emotion in his eyes. Something that she didn't even pay attention to so she looked away from him.

"What a coincidence," she heard Ramil say so he turned his gaze to her again.

"What?" her eyebrows meet with his questions.

"I just heard that the girl I courted for a long time married someone else that she just met," said Ramil, where he left his tone of speech with deep resentment. After that, he followed what he said with a heavy sigh.

Tessa didn't know what was the right feeling that she should let take over her chest at that moment.

She didn't want to admit to Ramil that there was a little jealousy that pinched in her chest not only from what she heard from the young man but even more from the heavy sigh he released.

It was as if she was really hurt by what he admitted and that doesn't need to be proved and explained with any words.

There was silence between the two of them for a few moments. Neither of them seemed to want to start a conversation. Until it seemed that Ramil couldn't stand it and it was he himself who broke that silence.

"Are you okay?" he asked her when he noticed her silence.

Tessa sighed again and then turned her back on the young man. The room is dark and only the light coming from the screen of the open TV serves as their torch. But despite that, she still doesn't want Ramil to see any emotion on her face now.

"Hey," the young man said to her again, touching her shoulder. "Tessa," he added.

"I just suddenly remembered Arthur," she lied even though the truth was that she was really affected by everything she heard from the young man.

Again, Tessa felt a gentle kiss that touched her shoulder.

"Forget about him," he said hugging her from behind.

Tessa didn't answer and instead chose to close her eyes. Fortunately, fate woke her up to the fact that nothing special can come between her and Ramil. Because the truth is that they both have their plans and if they have any agreement now it is to use each other's body.