Simon and Magdalena—-2
It was sheer torture. Magdalena was the most beautiful woman in the Barangay , and later on as Simon grew up, made his vast fortune and traveled around, He discovered she was also one of the most beautiful in the world. She was a veritable sex goddess; long wavy locks, a curvaceous and bubbly ass, beautiful curves,and full breasts.
Simon had also seen the vast nest black hair between her legs when the soldiers tried to rape her; it was too much for Him to handle.He had the courage to gun down vicious Yamashita soldiers and, when confronted by a naked woman who he shook like a kitten. The travesty!
“You’ve grown quite handsome,” Magdalena commented. “I remember you when you used to dip girl’s pony tails in ink and then run away laughing. You were so cute!”
Simon could feel the blood rushing to his face. Where He a dark skinned Ilocano, Simon would have been cherry-red from her comments.
“Tell me,” she asked. “Did you get a chance to visit a prostitute while you were fighting?”
“N-nnno, not really.”
Magdalena was smiling a wicked smile, enjoying the power she had over Simon.
“I’m a bit shocked to hear that. I talked to one of the prostitutes in the Market place, and she told me you were so handsome, she would make you the favor for free.”
Simon could not say anything to the comment. Regarding Magdalena talking with the prostitute; well, it was a very small village, and some young men had to work for years before they could get married, so they were seen as a necessary evil. Also, Magdalena, although she was a good Christian woman and saved her virginity for her husband, she was not judgmental. In fact, she was very kind and forgiving. She even forgave Pepito’s own trysts of other woman, a GRO in the cabaret nearby town. .
Magdalena noticed, from Simon facial expression, that she had gone a little far so she reassured Him.
“I was just curious Simon, its just that, Pepito traveled a lot to his buy and sell in other places and I never really saw you around that much the few times we were in the Barangay.”
“Oh its alright,” Simon said. It was all He could say. After all, He had been in love with her since he was 4 years old.He fantasied her eveytime he masturbated. When it came to teasing girls his age he was a rascal, but every time Simon saw her, He was so unbearably shy he always hid behind his mother’s skirt.
simon had the courage to talk to her now because, well, war will do that. Girls his age would always tease him in front of her, taunting him with the “Simon loves Magdalena!” over and over, the way kids do. Pepito and Magdalena just laughed, which of course was a terrible humiliation for Simon at the time.
Puppy love did not turn into sexual desire however, as he had not seen her for a whole year when Simon was going through puberty. Now He was 17 and had not real time to think about sex; Simon was always fighting. However, seeing Magdalena again awakened long dormant feelings.
At 27, she was even more beautiful than she was when she first married Pepito. Her curves had grown more defined and feminine, more round. While not voluptuous, her proportions were perfect. What about Children? No one understood why, but Pepito and Magdalena could not conceive a child. All the years they were married Magdalena blamed herself for the problem. It was to find out Later it was Pepito, not her.
They had been elevated up to their hide out in the mountain where the village women were hiding. Magdalena recounted the story and simon was welcomed as a hero. Many of the women there had husbands who were fighting in the resistance and most them made sexual advances. Since they did not have the comforts of a husband many were sexually hungry, and naturally, seeing a young man whom many had heard was still a virgin was more than they could handle. Needless to say, he was spoiled and pampered like crazy. In fact, when preparing a bath, one of the women offered to clean Him.
To Be Continue
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