I remember the first time I met my husband Ramon. I was 18 and have made my parents angry at that time learning I got pregnant by my ex-boyfriend George. "Claire, why expose such right now? Ramon here is a new neighbor and has just been here a week. Ramon, sorry for this very awkward dinner conversation." mother said so infuriated yet calm.
"Young lady, how long have you been carrying this child?" my father spoke.
Ramon was seated across me so silent and looking very concerned about my situation. "It really doesn't bother me knowing youth these days. But please Claire, be honest right now with all of us here." Ramon said ever so calmly.
"I just took the test this morning and as you all can see, my stomach hasn't even bloated." I said as I reached for my glass of water trying to stop my tears. I knew for a fact that George will never take responsibility but because I loved him so much then, I didn't mind giving away my v-card to him.
I am quite a sexual being learning about masturbation the moment I turned 18 during the first school break. I often thought of making love with models and actors while I secretly played with my clit and my cunt till I came until I learned about porn. I remember breaking my own hymen with the use of my own middle finger while watching a gang bang video starring Jayden Jaymes and how I wished to be the centerpiece. I have been blessed with measurements of 36dd-28-34 and being 5' 4" tall with well maintained red hair reaching to my waist. George was a few months older and my first boyfriend. Along with a small celebration of our sixth month together, my gift to him was my virginity, sort of. To my surprise, I got a gift in return due to my eager wanting.
Anyway, that night continued with the dining table so quiet until Ramon decided to talk, "You still need to eat a bit more Claire." He then sliced off two-thirds off his steak and offered it to me and chuckled, "I'm more of a fish guy so this one-third is good enough for me."
My mother smiled and noted, "I'll keep that in mind the next time you come over. So Ramon, why did you decide to come back home here in Australia? Manila is a good place and Philippines is not that bad of a country."
Ramon's smile remained though the shift of emotion was clear in his voice, "Well, Anita decided to be a nymph for the groom's men and the best man on the day of our supposed wedding. So I figured to leave her behind and resume my life back here in Australia without her." I then just looked at him with all the pity I could have in my body.
He just smiled back at me saying, "I'm half-Filipino and half-Aussie if you're wondering. My dad's business is in Canberra. And yes, I do believe my love life is quite pitiful with her as my very first girlfriend. But do keep in mind, she was just one Filipina which doesn't speak for all of them. After all, mom has no other man than my dad and she too is a Filipina."
I'll be honest that when I decided to look at him from his dark brown and well-trimmed hair, brown eyes, a bit flat-nosed, luscious lips, a set of broad shoulders and seeing he had quite a muscular build at 5 feet and 7 inches, I was blushing knowing that I want to RAPE him. "A sensitive man at 24 with such a body. Oh may his cock be a good size too!" I thought to myself.
I then shook my head as I tried to shake off these thoughts out of my head as Ramon asked, "Are you alright, Claire?"
I noticed that mom has begun washing the dishes, and my father was in front of the telly watching his late night shows. "Y-y-y-y-yes! May I invite you for a walk?" I stammered.
He chuckled saying, "Well if you want to, starting tomorrow I can give you a ride to your school before I head to work."
I shook my head asking, "Is that a 'daily' offer?"
He smiled as mother said, "Ramon, the moment you agree I would require you'd be in our house every Friday night for dinner. Someone wouldn't be buying her a car now after learning about her pregnancy tonight." My father cackled and raised his beer mug in agreement.
I grunted while Ramon laughed and quipped, "Well, how can I refuse that?" I smiled at him with a bit of a blush, mouthing a silent 'Thank you.' A few moments later and a few good laughs, he said good night and headed across the street where he lived.
A month has passed by then and I learned a lot about him. He works as a Librarian in our town mostly in the afternoon. He's also studied architecture and has designed around 20 buildings overseas and in the country. He even smiled and said, "I'm not good enough to be featured in Architectural Digest but it doesn't matter. I love designing houses." He also referred himself to a gourmand but in his defense added, "My mom says that I am one but not as a glutton but as a connoisseur as I often had my own twists in Filipino Cuisine and some others in the countries I've been in the past year."
I wanted to tell him that he was often the object of my fantasies also during that time, wondering how well endowed he might be. But all I revealed was that I was studying to be a theater actress taking up theater arts at a local university. While he was driving on the way to my university one Wednesday morning I asked, "Of all the things you can possibly be, why a librarian?"
Ramon smiled as he said, "Books, stories, what is written and what will be written, information and where to find it in a simple building always intrigued me and how a librarian can be like the world wide web. And books have a lot more to say than what the internet often has to offer. That's how I ranked 4th overall in college."
"Can I pass by your library some time? I need a sanctuary as of now especially that George is being an ass and proud to have been my first." I asked and got emotional while my tears went rolling down my cheek.
"Sure thing. I will even help you with your studying but make sure you inform your parents first. Well, we're here." Ramon said as he handed me a handkerchief, parked by the gymnasium of my school and got off walking. "I reckon you forget him, give the chap a good slap and tell him that you're through. After that say you found a better man than him. He's not worth crying over. You're beautiful and you can get through this." He added smiling as he opened the door on my side like a gentleman.
"I'm beautiful? Really?" I shot back as he offered his hand to help me down his van.
He then blushed saying, "Every woman deserves to be seen beautiful especially... I mean including you."
I held his hand, got down as my body shivered at his touch. I then gave him a tender kiss on his cheek and told him, "Thanks Ramon. I mean it." He smiled and nodded then got back on his van and drove away from the gym being where I will have my only class that Wednesday morning.
Heading inside, I was surprised to see George, the 5' 5" tall, blonde, arrogant bench warmer with a 5-inched cock, happen to witness the whole thing. "Who's that guy? I am still your fucking boyfriend so he better be just a cunt muncher, you whore." George asked with an eyebrow raised.
"Oh. You forgot something," I said as I walked past him. "You don't want this child even though its yours. And I won't abort him so I better find a candidate for a good father... And someone who can fill me up better."
He then grabbed my arm and glared, "Even so. You're mine you bitch. You still got benchwarmers to put yourself in between."
Taking Ramon's advice I slapped him off and said, "Fuck off and I am not your slut! We're through and I've found a better, BIGGER man. Ramon is definitely way better than you." I then ran into the gym smiling and shivering in joy knowing I was wet thinking of Ramon.
