Stalked – Curvy Women Wanted

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“The kids are spending the night at Granny’s house, so we’ve got the entire house to ourselves,” Nancy said. “Which, men, broken hearts, and pain, can only be healed by wine.”

Nancy handed her an empty glass and filled it up. “Drink up.”

“I know why you’re doing this. James sent you to help me, didn’t he?”

“Eh, you shouldn’t worry about that. I’d have come and seen you after my shift, Emily. You got to understand that. He only took away my shift so I can see you tonight. Help you deal with whatever problems plague you.”

“What did you hear?”

“Not a whole lot, to be honest. When it comes to you, James always requests privacy, and well, you’ve seen how ripped the man is, and his reputation. Everyone, and I mean, everyone, does as he says.”

“Oh, believe me, I’m starting to realize just how much everyone does for him.” She sipped at the wine.

“Why don’t you tell me what has got you all twisted up inside?” Nancy drank some wine and let out a little hum. “That’s the good stuff.”

So Emily told Nancy every single sordid detail, or at least everything she knew. She had her glass filled up a second time.

“That was some dark time with your parents. I remember it because it was the time I lost my … sweetheart.”

“You did?” Emily knew Nancy’s husband had died, and she’d even gone to the funeral.

“Yes. It was a hard time for everyone. Your parents, my husband, it was all a little difficult. This is how I dealt with my honey passing. I sat, sobbed, and drank wine. The pain of losing him, I didn’t think I’d make it. We had three beautiful kids, and he was only forty-five when he died. Too young, but his heart was too weak.” Nancy sighed. “Emily, I want you to know that to a point I understand you’re upset. James manipulated you, and it hurt. I get it, I really do.”

“But you also see his side?” Emily asked.

Hearing about Nancy’s husband passing, it made her feel guilty to know she’d unloaded her own pains on this woman, who was still grieving. Or at least, it looked like she was. As far as Emily knew, Nancy hadn’t moved on. She worked to support her three kids, and to keep this roof over her head. She was a hard worker, loyal, kind.

“I do. I know you’re upset now, but look at it this way—wait, more wine.” Nancy got to her feet and disappeared to grab another bottle.

She returned, pulling out the cork with a pop and filling up their glasses.

Emily hadn’t been one for alcohol, but she was liking the lightheadedness. She noticed Nancy wasn’t showing signs of drinking all that much, but whatever.

“Where was I? Oh yes, look at it this way. James had your back. When your parents died, he was there for you. You didn’t have to worry about a single thing, and I’ve got to tell you, there is only one way that can ever happen, love. James, my dear, Emily, is completely in love with you.”

“What if he just wants sex?” Emily asked.

“Have you two gone to the bedroom?”

“Yes, many times. Even in his office.” She covered her mouth and giggled. “I think the wine is starting to have an effect on me.”

“Good. Let it work. It’s good for a woman to let loose. Is he good?”

“James at sex?”

“Yeah.”

“He is. He’s so big and amazing. I was a virgin, and he took care of me. It was like reading a romance novel.” She giggled as Nancy filled up her wine glass.

The giggling intensified with each sip.

“You’ve got to keep him, Emily. James is a keeper, and I know you’re pissed, but he means well. I’d give anything to have my baby back again. He took care of me, you know. The way James does you. I know he felt so guilty for not taking care of his health. I miss him so much.” Nancy sighed, closing her eyes.

“I need to use the bathroom.” Emily grabbed her cell phone and followed the directions toward the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, she dialed James’s number.

He answered on the first ring.

“I think I’m still very much mad at you, but I wanted to tell you, I love you too.”

“Emily?”

“I’ve had a lot of wine so I may not remember any of this, but I do love you. In fact, I kind of fancy you as well. I love it when we have sex.” She giggled. “When you go all dirty on me and tell me to call your thing a cock.” She gasped, covering her mouth. “I love watching us together as well. It’s so naughty.”

“Baby, you know I’m going to make you regret this phone call.”

“No. I was talking with Nancy, and she’s in so much pain still. She lost her hubby, but I was so wrong to be mad at you.”