Web of Deception Chapter 2

Six Months Later

Lorraine gripped the sheets, as the intense pleasure of Victor's finger massage of love, was taking her to the point of no return. "Yes!" she cried out, as her body released all the tension of the morning.

Victor continued to trace the curve of her hips with light kisses. She was drifting into a lazy slumber, when the phone rang.

"I gave Davis the afternoon off, so let the answering machine pick it up," he said pulling her into the spooning position.

"It could be important," she replied lazily. "Hello, Keesha…baby how are you? Lorraine immediately sat up in the bed. "You're at the airport. Why didn't you…okay, we'll see you in an hour, bye."

"So, Keesha's coming home?" Victor asked disappointed that their afternoon had been interrupted.

"I'm sorry baby," Lorraine said kissing his forehead. "I promise I'll make it up to you. And you know it'll be worth the wait," she cooed. "Now come and take a shower with me."

Victor smiled as he followed Lorraine into the shower. He lathered her back, while admiring the beauty of his wife. Most of the successful forty-five year old men his age, were either married to younger women or had some young honey on the side.

But Victor had no interest in younger women or having a mistress. Lorraine was all the woman he wanted or needed. Aside from being beautiful, she was smart, ambitious, funny, classy and sexy as hell. She was a real woman, who was comfortable with herself and her sexuality and knew how to use it to get what she wanted.

Many of the people in his social circle were shocked that Victor Mansfield, one of the wealthiest men and most eligible bachelors in the United States, would marry a widow with a fifteen-year old daughter, especially a black woman.

However, Victor never allowed other people to dictate what he could and couldn't do. Or who he should love. Anyone, who tried, either came to see things his way or regretted their decision.

He fell in love with Lorraine at first sight and was determined to make her his wife. It didn't matter that she had a teen-age daughter or that she wasn't in love with him. He was confident they could build a wonderful life together and for the past ten years, their life had been good and nothing was going to change that.

An hour later, Keesha entered the foyer of the place she called home. "Hello… Mama, Victor, are you here?"

"Baby," Lorraine shouted as she and Victor appeared from the kitchen. She pulled Keesha into a tight embrace, savoring this moment with her only child.

"Mama, I can't breathe," Keesha pleaded.

"I'm sorry," Lorraine said. "I just miss you so much."

"Hey, what about me?" Victor asked, giving Keesha an affectionate hug. "How are you Sunshine?"

"I'm doing great," Keesha replied.

"Well, what's this big news you mentioned on the phone?" Lorraine asked. "Did you get a promotion at work? No, I bet you met someone, it that it?"

"Give her a chance to talk," Victor said guiding Keesha towards the livingroom.

"Well, mama is right. I did meet someone," Keesha happily replied. "He's wonderful and we're very much in love."

"Oh baby, that's great," Lorraine said. "Is he from a good family? What does he do for a living? Is he treating you right?"

"Lorraine!" Victor interrupted. "Stop giving her the third degree."

"Yes, he's from a very good family and he has a great job or shall I say career," Keesha replied confidently. "We're engaged to be married."

"Married!" they both stated in apparent shock.

"Yes, married," Keesha said pulling her two-carat engagement ring from her purse.

"We didn't even know you were serious about anyone and now you're getting married. Well, do we at least get to meet him before the wedding?" Lorraine asked annoyed.

"As a matter of fact he's waiting outside," Keesha replied refusing to let her mother control the situation. "I'm going to bring him in and the two of you are going to be nice!"

"Of course we'll be on our best behavior," Victor replied. "Won't we Lorraine?"

"We'll see," she stated.

Victor turned to Lorraine as Keesha left the room. "Keesha is a grown woman who is capable of making her own decisions. If she loves this young man and he makes her happy, then we're going to promise to support her, okay."

"I'm not going to promise anything," Lorraine retorted. "I'm not going to have my baby marry just any somebody that gives her the time of day. So he'd better be prepared to tell me what I want to hear."

"Just try not to make a scene," Victor said exasperated hearing the footsteps from the foyer.

Keesha's face lit up when she entered the room. "Mama and Victor, I'd like you to meet my fiancé, Malcolm Winters."

Lorraine's blood ran cold as she looked into the smiling face of her ex-lover.