"Mom. It's me, Ana. Call me back when you get this message. I need your advice."
My mom is the best on giving me advice, especially when it comes to something just as important as this. I know i can always talk to Kate, but Elliot and her are too busy trying to plan their lifes out together. I don't want to interfere. And then there's Christian, i'd rather i had my mom's help before i talk to him. I'm not scared of him, well only when he's kinky and he does those "things" to me..
I couldn't help but smile, and as i did Christian walked in.
"Ana, you were thinking about me. Weren't you?" He let out a little cute, yet sexy laugh that i just can't resist. I walked over to him and kissed him softly on the lips, i could feel his smile get bigger even more and just as he dropped his brief case on the floor, he had lifted me and wrapped my legs around him. He carried me up to our room, opened the door still holding me and closed the door with his back. I knew when i married him, and even before he was a multi-tasker. Christian holding me still unclipped my bra, and threw me onto the bed. Letting out a huge laugh, he jumped on top of me. On my tummy. I screamed. He then knew something was wrong. He was off me in a shot, only me could ruin a perfect, romantic, kinky time..
"What's wrong Ana, did i hurt you?" Concern coming from his soft, sweet voice i couldn't keep it in any longer. i knew i had to tell him sooner or later, without my mothers advice. "Christian, i have something to tell you. Please don't be mad." , "Ana, sweetheart. I can never be mad at you. Tell me, what's wrong?" I could hear his concern getting deeper and deeper, this is it. I can't hold it in anymore. What should i do, take him into the living room and talk about it. Sit here, and tell him that i'm.. "Christian, i'm..." My mom's call interupted the time to tell him. He just stared at me, like a 'Take the call' look. I grabbed the cell from my pocket, ran out the room closing the door behind me.
"Ana, what's wrong? Sweetie tell me, you sound scared. Has he hurt you, are you in danger?" My concerning, over the top mother. Oh how i've missed her voice so much. Tears were streaming down my face, my emotions were flowing everywhere. "No mom, i'm in no danger. There's no need to panic... No he hasn't hurt me... were fine... MOM!" i didn't mean to yell but she wasn't listening to me. "Ana, tell me. What's wrong? you can tell me, i'm your mother, and i love you.." hearing those words from her made me cry even more, i had to tell her though. "Mom honestly, I'm fine. And i love you too. But i need your help on something.."