When trust is questioned
Chapter 11
In advance- English is not my mother tongue, I often use the translator, if there are text and sentence structure errors, I apologize in advance
Angela goes to the kitchen. Tony is standing at the fridge, he turns to her and says cheerfully: "oh hey Angela, how was your day? Did you get here safely?"
Angela replies uncertainly: "um yes, yes of course Tony, why do you ask?" she runs her fingers through her hair, you can see the confusion in her eyes.
She sits down at the table.
Tony: "Long day, huh?"
Angela embarrassed: "yes... YES, that's it. So the day, it was long, a lot to do and stuff..."
Tony puts a mug of coffee in front of her and sits down next to her, riding left on the other chair "... ok, Angela, are you okay?"
He looks at her questioningly and pinches his eyebrows together, his frown wrinkles. He looks worried.
Angela can't look him in the eye and stammers softly, "... so... I..." She can't get a word out.
Angela takes her mug and slowly drinks her coffee. Put the cup back in front of him and stare into it.
Tony puts his hand on her arm. "You know you can talk to me, is it because of last time in the kitchen?" His gaze becomes even more worried.
Angela looks at him "no Tony, I can't talk about it right now" she shrugs.
Tony snaps, "If it's not because of me, what is then?"
He ponders, then asks, "Is it because of Roger?"
Angela lifts her head, looks at Tony with a sideways annoyed look.
"Angela, please be careful, I don't trust this guy somehow!"
Angela replies brusquely: "Oh Tony, now you're really exaggerating! We are colleagues! Good colleagues, he likes me and I like him..." She blushes.
Tony looks at her with a piercing gaze, "ANGELA?!" "Did he get too close to you again?"
Angela stands up from the table "TONY, everything is fine, calm down! He just took me home, we said goodbye nicely..."
Tony jealously: "Nice? There it is again that word NICE... Did he kiss you again?"
Now Tony also gets up from his chair. Angela quickly answers: "YES Tony, if you want to know for sure, YES!, Yes, he kissed me and I kissed him, what's that to you?"
Tony louder: "As far as I'm concerned? As far as I'm concerned? A lot Angela, I'm your best friend, I'm worried, you're confused and everything, we almost had sex here in the kitchen and it's none of my business if you kiss someone else?!"
„o dio mio questo non é possible!" he curses.
Tony is really angry. He stomps out of the kitchen, Angela running after him.
"TONY!" she says loudly and agitatedly, "why are you so angry? Who started something with me and didn't manage to make something serious out of it?
Who went to bed with another woman instead of me...?
You're driving me crazy!" Angela falls silent. Her heart beats strongly.
She is angry and incredibly sad at the same time. She wouldn't have thought of herself to broach the subject so openly with Tony.
Tony stops, with his back to her, he lowers his head.
Neither of them says anything more at this moment.
Silence reigns.
You could hear a pin drop on the floor.
Angela's eyes fill with tears... They flow down her cheek. Her gaze lowers to the ground.
Tony turns around. His eyes also filled with tears. He looks at her.
He hurriedly walks up to her. He hugs her tightly.
"I'm so sorry Angela, so infinitely sorry! I don't want to argue with you. I hate myself for what I've done..." he whispers.
"I never meant to hurt you, never! And I'll never hurt you again, I promise you!" He lifts her head with his hand on her chin.
She lifts her gaze.
Tony gives her a gentle kiss on the mouth. The kiss is bittersweet.
Angela's tears flow. But she goes along with the kiss. She loves him, and she realizes that she has hurt him too. Both feel how conciliatory their kiss is.
They hold each other tightly in each other's arms.
"I'm so sorry Tony," she whimpers.
Tony quietly back: "It's ok Angela... is ok. I can understand you very well..."
"Really?" asks Angela incredulously.
"Of course, Angela... And I forgive you, you're just too important to me! More than that..." Tony pauses.
Angela slowly stops crying, she frowns: "what?"
Tony whispers: "You're one of the most important people in my life, I don't want to lose you!"
... I'd love to tell her now that I love her, but what if she doesn't feel that way anymore because I broke her heart...?
"Oh Tony, you are important to me too! Very important!" A slight smile conjures up on her lips. Tony also smiles softly at her and wipes the tears from her face.
"Please don't cry anymore," Tony says softly.
….. I would love to tell him that I love him, love him incredibly strongly…
"I just need to take better care of you now, Angela!"
Tony takes Angela's hand. They both look at each other for a while.
Angela blushes again. Her heart beats up to her neck. With a vulnerable look, she gives Tony a kiss this time. "ok Tony…."
Hand in hand, they both sit down on the couch. Tony puts his arm around her.
They are silent again.
But then they look at each other in embarrassment, staring at each other, longing and suddenly fall over each other. They wrap their arms around each other. Angela is not afraid of being confused now, but very sure. So sure that the kisses get hotter and she clings Tony very tightly to her. Tony slowly pushes her with his body onto the couch so that he is now lying on top of her.
The air is hot.
The kisses are profound, demanding.
Both feel each other's heartbeat and each other's arousal. The unbelievable desire that both of them have for each other all the time, they finally give free rein to it.
Tony's hand slides down Angela's body, down her legs, and back up again. Under her skirt...
"Oh Tony," she moans.
She grabs his hair and ruffles it wildly.
She bends her leg, his hand slides into her panties. He feels how aroused she is. He feels her heat. She moans softly.
Tony's mouth slides down her neck, he kisses her. He feels her gentle, bright and soft skin.
He looks at her, tries to untie her blouse with one hand, she helps him. He catches sight of her red bra.
"Angela, I just want you to kiss ME, no one else..."You're driving me crazy,!" he whispers in her ear.
"... Tony..." she moans. He massages her breast, gently but firmly.
... How can you be so beautiful... he thinks.
He smiles at her gently and in love. She closes her eyes as he floods her neck and chest with quietly: "Oh Angela, I don't know if I can hold back much longer..."
She feels his strongly aroused member pressing against her panties.
She feels dizzy. She lets herself fall completely. Angela is now like wax in his hands.
"Tony... Don't stop..."
Tony continues to breathe hot kisses on her skin... And whispers "Maybe we should go upstairs"
... God, I want her...
"Hmmm... yes... Maybe we should!" she whispered back.
They continue to kiss wildly... His hand still in her panties as he was about to stimulate her…
Until, suddenly, they hear a whistling sound from the kitchen.
Angela's eyes open quickly: "um, Tony.."
Tony continues to kiss her.
"Tony," she says louder, but still in a whisper. "Tony, there's someone!"
Tony looks at her, "what?" he's dazed.
"Tony, that's someone in the kitchen!"
Now Tony hears the whistling, too.
"Oh mamma mia!"
Tony stands up as if struck by lightning from Angela.
They both sit down. Angela ties her blouse back up. And adjusts her skirt and underpants.
Tony runs his hands through his hair a few times. Angela too.
The door from the kitchen opens to them, Mona comes in. Stops and notes the two lovebirds.
"Oh, hello you two!"" Everything ok?" She grins.
Tony and Angela stare at Mona and nod at the same time.
"Well then, that's good."
Mona continues to grin. "Sorry for the disturbance... I just wanted to borrow the pearl bracelet from you Angela, may I?"
Angela: "um yes mother, of course" she clears her throat.
Mona looks at both of them more intensely and laughs. She walks towards the stairs, turns around again "Oh Angela, your blouse is tied incorrectly" she winks at her.
Angela looks down at herself and then quickly adjusts her blouse. Her cheeks turn bright red.
Mona goes upstairs, laughing.
Tony and Angela look at each other embarrassed and in love.
Tony quickly to her: "Tea?"
Angela replies embarrassedly: "shure..."