11. Yes Ma’am
11
YES MA’AM
ANNA
I smoothed my dress and turned around to look in the mirror. It was beautiful. Lilac pink silk that flowed down my figure with a low back. Aaron demanded to get the dress when I had tried it on during our shopping trip, and I agreed with his choice.
“Wow, look at you, An!” Katie beamed, dressed in a similar colored suit. She didn’t find the dress comfortable on her skin, and I would be lying if I thought she didn’t look stunning. “A lot of eyes are going to be on you.”
I blushed at my younger sister’s comment and brushed it off. Maybe I’ll fuck you in your dress . Caleb’s comment rang in my head, but I tried my best to ignore it and keep a poker face when my mom and aunts filled the room.
We had set up a small station for hairdresser and makeup artists. I wiggled my feet in the white heels and made my way out of the room.
A gasp escaped my lips seeing my son dressed in his pristine cream suit and laughing with his best man. Tears welled in my eyes thinking about just how tiny he was when he was born, and time went by so fast. The kid who chewed on crayons wanting to taste the color red was getting married.
“Mom! You look gorgeous!” He beamed walking towards me, and his features softened as he embraced me in a hug. “Aw, mom. Don’t cry. You’ll ruin the makeup.”
“I just… you’re getting married.” I sniffled, pulling away and blinking up at his sweet smile and gentle eyes. My son. “You have grown up into such a kind man, honey. I’m so proud of you.”
“Mom…” His eyes gleamed with tears as he leaned down and hugged me again.
I chuckled, patting his back as Alice hugged my midriff. “Group hug!”
My lovely two kids. I was so grateful to them.
Moments later, we all shared a glass of sweet white wine to calm our nerves. I checked my makeup and double-checked Alice’s cute baby panda backpack, which had all her snacks, fruit juice, stuffed toy, and a bottle of water.
As the suite emptied, everyone made their way to the marriage hall for the wedding ceremony. My phone pinged with a message. I opened it, frowning to see it was an unknown number.
Unknown: You didn’t invite me?
Unknown: Such a shame.
Unknown: I didn’t even get enough time to buy a present for Aaron.
Unknown: You look nice in that pink dress. Not like how I had imagined though
I wondered if I had given my number to anyone—Caleb. But as far as I knew, he would never send me such weird and cryptic messages like that.
What the hell?
“Mom.”
I raised my head from my phone to see Aaron rushing to me.
“What happened? Is everything okay?”
“Of course it is.” He smiled, pulling out an envelope from his suit jacket and handing it to me. “I know you love me, but you already helped a ton with this beautiful venue. I don’t need more.”
I titled my head at the envelope, which seemed heavy, and opened it to see a lot of hundred-dollar bills.
“Aaron, what is?—”
“I gotta go before he gets cold feet.” He kissed my cheek and left me in the hallway. I pulled myself to the side, smiling and nodding at every guest as they walked past me to the elevators.
I was sure I didn’t give any money to Aaron. Then where did he find it? I still had some time before going to the marriage hall, so I rushed to my room and checked the envelope.
I pursed my lips at the content. It had around ten to twenty grand. But who would give him so much money? Felix? Nope . He was the type of person to consult me which tie to wear that matched with his socks or which condiment to buy, so even if he had extra money lying around, he would ask me if he should give it to Aaron or not.
Even then, he wouldn’t do it. Felix was Aaron’s stepdad. He wouldn’t do it. Period .
Then who?
I shook my head and kept it in a safe before locking my room. I could figure it out later.
I was in my head, walking down the hotel hallway, when a hand wrapped around my arm. I jumped but relaxed, finding none other than Caleb.
“ Damn , mama,” he whistled, roving his dark gaze all over me, making my cheeks heat. “You look so fucking beautiful. I can’t wait to bend you over?—”
“ Caleb .”
He raised his eyes from my chest to my face and flashed an innocent smile. “Yes, ma’am?”
“You look handsome,” I said, fixing the collar of his shirt. He had makeup on. Which was usual for the people attending my gay son’s marriage. But he pulled it off really well. Thin black eyeliner on his mono-lids with soft cherry toned lip gloss that made his pouty lips look juicy and inviting.
“Handsome enough to bury my face in your—pardon my French—pretty, fuckable tits?”
My lips parted at his filthy question, and I looked around, making sure no one heard him. I glared at his charming smile. “Can you not act like a horny teenager for one second, Caleb?”
He shrugged, running a hand through his gelled locks, his nails painted in black, and knuckles covered in silver rings. God, he looked truly edible.
“Can’t blame myself for acting like a horny teenager when all I did was fuck my fist, watching your hips in that song.” He eyed my ass with a dark smolder.
My throat was dry at his words. I didn’t know he… he would say that so blatantly. Admitting that I was his crush and that he?—
I shook my head at his shamelessness and licked my lips.
“You are… I’m busy. I’ve to go and?—”
“I know, I know, help with the wedding and all.” He waved his hand, and I straightened up when he looked at me with a pursed face. “I need to confess something, Anna.”
“Another one of your teenage fantasies?” I asked, raising my brow.
Caleb cracked a smile. He was beautiful. “I’ll tell you each and every one of them in detail later, but no, ma’am. It’s about this morning.”
I swallowed and shifted my weight on the heels, crossing my arms.
“I’m pansexual,” he said.
I nodded, knowing what it meant. Caleb liked everyone, no matter their sex or gender. I didn’t know why, but I was feeling similar to when Aaron came out to me and Felix all those years ago, telling us he was gay.
I already knew, so I happily hugged and accepted him as he was.
Caleb continued clearing his throat, “And I know we are not exclusive or something, we literally met yesterday, but…” he sighed as if he didn’t know how to say it. “I kind of played around with someone after you left?”
I frowned. “Played around?”
“A guy.” He bit his lip, his lip piercing gleaming in the light. “I did stuff, like we did, in the men’s locker room after you left. Not sex, but… yeah. I didn’t want to hide anything from you.”
My eyes were wide, and I was feeling light. I hadn’t expected him to say that.
“I’m sorry.”
I blinked at him, at his worried face. “You played around with a guy after fucking me by the pool?”
His eyes widened as he nodded slowly.
I took a deep breath and stepped closer to him. I trailed my hand over the expensive fabric of the lapel of his suit to his shirt collar. “Thank you for being honest with me, Caleb.” I said, meeting his onyx eyes.
I scrunched the fabric in my fist and tugged him down, his lips parting. Moving my lips closer to his ear, I whispered, “Next time, I want to be there when you play around with other men.”
I pulled back as he kept staring at me, a slight flush on his cheeks. “Huh?”
“Did I stutter, baby?”
His voice was hoarse when he shook his head. “No, ma’am.”
“Then do you understand what I just said?”
Caleb nodded, his pupils dilated as he licked his lips. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Good boy.” I smiled, patting his cheek. “I’ll see you at the wedding.”
I was about to leave when I noticed the bulge on his crotch, and staring straight into his eyes, I said, “Don’t touch your cock without me.”
With a smile, I turned and started walking away with an extra sway to my hips. My smile turned bigger when I heard him curse, “Fuck me.”