FOR Dinner, Ram took me to a Korean barbecue place. I have had Korean barbecue before when I went with my co-workers at the restaurant. I remember Jared teaching me how to make a wrap and what the different side dishes taste like. I am at least more familiar with the food here.
Ram took charge of grilling the meat, He kept putting the cooked ones into my plate, and I had to stop him since he’s not leaving any for himself. I appreciated his thoughtfulness. Somehow, the way he’s treating me makes this dinner feel like a date more than anything. I’m sure I blushed in different shades of red as if I’m the one getting grilled. There were times when he even fed me with food off his chopstick.
He paid for everything once more and he drove me home when we’re done eating despite my protestations. When he parked in front of our house, he gave me an envelope. I looked inside and I saw some cash on it. I was stunned and hurriedly gave it back to him.
Denise: “Ram? What is this for?”
Ram: “That’s to compensate you for your time today.”
Denise: “Does this mean that I didn’t pass the medical check?”
Ram: “No, that’s not what it means at all. We don’t know the results of the exams yet. We should know by tomorrow. I should find out in the morning.”
Denise: “Oh okay. Thank you, Ram. Not just for giving me a chance but for feeding me well today. You don't have to pay me for today.”
Ram: “Please, keep it. You deserve it. I enjoyed watching you eat. I hope you had a great day today.”
Denise: “I did.”
I just remained sitting in the car and I almost forgot that I had to get out to get home. Ram leaned over me, and I thought he was going to kiss me, but he just took off my seatbelt and put it back in its place. Our faces were only inches away from each other and I closed my eyes waiting for his lips to touch mine. I can almost feel his breathe on my face. When I didn’t feel his lips on me I opened my eyes and I saw him sitting back on his seat. It seemed like I suddenly woke up from a stupor.
Before I embarrass myself some more, I decided to say goodbye.
Denise: “Uhm, I gotta go.”
Ram suddenly reached over and touched my wrist. I suddenly felt goosebumps as electricity run through me when I felt his bare skin touch mine.
Ram: “This is for you.”
He passed me the box of cheesecake that he ordered earlier. So he actually ordered it for me to take home. Now that I think about it, his wife must not even eat cheesecake.
Denise: “Thank you for this. And for everything else. Drive safe. Take care.”
Ram: “Bye Denise. I’ll talk to you soon.”
I smiled as I stepped out of his car. My heart is still beating fast from when he touched me earlier. I had to shake myself awake again before I became aware of my surroundings and turned around to get inside our house. I found Danica in the living room watching TV. I asked if she’s already eaten and handed her the box of cheesecake. Her eyes lit up and she immediately got up to get a plate and got herself a slice of the delicious cake.
I took a quick shower and changed into comfortable clothes. I called my mom and checked on my dad. She said there’s no change and I told her I’ll be visiting the hospital early tomorrow.
I had a slice of cheesecake myself before heading to bed and going to sleep. Today has been exhausting, not just physically but also emotionally. I couldn’t help but remember how Ram made me feel the entire day. I was like a teenager who kept blushing whenever my crush talked to me.
I was already laying in bed when I heard my phone ping. Someone sent me a message.
Ram: “Hi Denise, are you awake?”
I couldn’t help but smile. My crush just sent me a message.
Denise: “Yes I’m awake. Why?”
Ram: “I just got home. I want to thank you for today.”
Denise: “You’re welcome. I should thank you. You fed me well. Thank you for the cheesecake as well. My sister really enjoyed it.”
Ram: “I’m glad she enjoyed it. Do you have to work tomorrow?”
Denise: “No, I don’t. I’ll be heading to the hospital in the morning to see my dad.”
Ram: “What time are you leaving? I can drive you there.”
Denise: “You don’t have to do that.”
Ram: “Please, I just want to make sure that the future birth mother of my child stays safe.”
As much as I would like to see Ram and spend some time with him tomorrow morning, I had to accept the reality that he's married and that he's just being nice to me because I could be their chance to have a child. I can't let myself live in a fantasy world.
Denise: “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to take care of myself. I need this as much as you do. Maybe more.”
Ram: “Okay. Please let me know once you’ve reached the hospital.”
Denise: “I will. You should get some rest now.”
Ram: “I will after I’ve taken a shower.”
The thought of Ram taking a shower has sent tingles through my body. I wonder what he looks like naked. I bet he looks really delicious, maybe more delicious than the cheesecake.
Ram: “You still there?”
Denise: “Uhm, yeah. I should go to sleep now.”
Ram: “Okay. Goodnight, Denise.”
Denise: “Goodnight, Ram.”
Oh my. This man is going to be the death of me.
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♥ Ram’s POV ♥
I still couldn’t get Denise out of my head as I was in the shower. We just exchanged messages a few minutes ago, and I am acting like a love-crazed teenager. This girl is not my type, but I can’t help but be attracted to her the more time I spent with her. We have more in common than even my wife.
She's tiny and very skinny, but I think he's very sexy, mostly because of her big and shapely b*obs. I had to stop myself many times from just squeezing it and playing with her n*pples. I feel myself getting hard in the shower. I feel myself getting hard just thinking about her big t**s and her kissable lips. Her face is so pretty, and she looks so innocent. Just the thought that no other man has kissed her lips or even seen her naked makes me harder. I had to rub it while imagining Denise's hands on me. When I reached my release, I couldn't help but moan out Denise's name.
It's wrong that I am sexually fantasizing of another girl when I'm married, but I thought, isn't that what fantasies are for? To fulfill our inner desires without necessarily acting on it. It's unbelievable how she caught my attention when I just met her barley 24 hours ago. Earlier, I wanted to kiss her when I took off her seatbelt, and I think she wanted it too. She even had her eyes closed seemingly waiting for my lips to touch hers. It took all my willpower to stop myself.
I was glad when I found out that she passed her psych evaluation, and Eva is convinced that Denise will be the perfect surrogate mother for my kid. Now, I just need to know how her medical screening went and we can offer her the job. I already had the contract drafted by our lawyers earlier just in case she does pass. I couldn’t wait to get started. I am not getting any younger, and I would like to become a dad as soon as possible.
I put on sweats and a shirt after I’ve dried up. Kelly is not home yet. I wonder where she is now. She used to send me messages whenever she’s going out, but lately, I don’t hear from her anymore until after she’s gone home. I used to go out to clubs with her and hang out with friends a lot too, but I got too old for that. For some reason, Kelly just hasn’t gotten tired of that lifestyle yet. I just let her, since I know that losing three babies must be tough for her. I didn’t even force her to get pregnant anymore, and that is why we agreed on hiring a surrogate to carry our baby full-term. I hope she likes Denise, because I would like her to be my kid’s birth mom.
I was checking my emails on the laptop when I heard the door open. Kelly must be home. I got out of my home office and saw my inebriated wife struggling to even stand upright. I wonder how she even got home.
Ram: “Where have you been? How did you get home?”
Kelly: “Relax, I got an Uber. Where’s the bedroom?”
I helped Kelly get to the bedroom and took off her clothes. I wasn’t even trying to have s*x with her when she pushed me away and said she doesn’t want to sleep with me. I told her I’m just helping her out of her clothes so she’ll be able to sleep comfortably. She took off her own clothes and kicked her shoes off her feet. She fell asleep on the bed with only her p*nties on.
Kelly is a very sexy and beautiful woman. She really knows how to take care of herself, to the point of intermittently fasting and hitting the gym everyday. The doctor said that her body experienced trauma that caused the injury to her uterus, which rendered her unable to carry a child in her womb full-term.. I’ve always wondered what kind of trauma that was but whenever I asked her, she just says she doesn’t know and changes the subject.
Not being able to bear a child must be hard for her. At least the doctors were able to extract viable eggs from her that they can fertilize with my sperm. Through the years, I’ve learned to love Kelly, especially during the times when we lost the babies. I made sure to always be by her side and helped her get through it.
When she refused to get pregnant again, I did not force her to do so. I know there are alternatives and the best option we both agreed on was to get a surrogate to carry our embryo in her womb. The doctors called it gestational surrogacy. The child will still be mine and Kelly’s, and we’ll just be renting another woman’s womb.
I went back to my home office and continued with what I was doing. When I was done checking my emails, I went to check on Denise’s f*******: profile. I've noticed that she doesn’t usually post a lot, and it only has minimal pictures. She doesn’t seem to be the type that goes out often, and her photo album consists of either pictures with her family, or pictures with her co-workers in the restaurant. These are pictures that she was only tagged in.
I looked at her profile picture. It’s a solo picture of her that seems to have been taken without her knowledge. She’s smiling and she looks so innocent, and it just makes me want to hug her and tell her everything will be okay. This girl loves her family so much that she’s willing to do whatever she can to help them. She’s even willing to sacrifice her body. I vowed that even if she doesn’t pass the medical screening, I would still help her with her dad’s medical expenses. I don’t want her to do anything too extreme just so she can get the money.
I shut down my laptop and got ready for bed. I hope I get good news tomorrow.