The Center (Houdini and Nurse_K)

Carlos thought about her question for a second, reaching around her and squeezing her soft waist. Did he want to come home and spent some time with Elsa tonight? That would be nice, he thought. He probably should invest in repairing things between them. "Yeah, sure," he nodded. "I'ma try to get home as early as I can," he vowed. "Maybe we can go out to eat. It don't have to be nothin' fancy like last time," he suggested. "Just a relaxing time." Once he was done, he rinsed out his own bowl and gave Elsa a kiss goodbye near the front door. "See you, sugar," he said with somewhat of a sweet smile.
 
"Okay. Bye," she said a little longingly as he kissed her. She smiled and waved a little as she watched him drive away in his big SUV. She went back inside and fed Gui, changed him, and bathed him. Once Gui was asleep again she dug out her phone and took her usual place in the comfy chair. She dialed Brendan's number and waited for him to pick up.
 
Brendan was anxiously awaiting Elsa's call, and stepped outside again quickly enough to answer on the second ring. "Hey," he said eagerly, not even waiting on an answer from her. "I've got everything worked out. It's gonna be great," he told her, unable to stop babbling. "Really, babe. It's foolproof. Oh, so how are you, anyway. Is... um, he treating you okay lately?"
 
"I...I'm okay. You know we have to wait though. At least a week. He was okay this morning. He said he's coming home early. I'll do my best to keep things good with him." she paused for a moment, staring at the dingy carpet on the floor. "How are you? Are you still living in that same place?" she moved her gaze from the carpet to the ceiling, "When we get married we need a bigger place. Gui needs his own room,"
 
Brendan nodded along with what she said. Until the end. When we get married. She hadn't forgotten. His proposal was still on the table. She knew it and he knew it. It got him a little choked up just to think that wonderful thought, he knew that's how they'd end up. "I'm still living in the same place," he finally answered after a long pause. "But we'll definitely get a perfect place together. It'll be ours. Me, you and Gui."

He knew this was going to be the longest week of his life. He couldn't wait to stick it to Carlos. "But... honey. There's something else I need you to do now, in the meantime. Nothing that'll give anything away, babe."
 
Brendan, Elsa, and Gui. Together. In their home. The thought of that made a shiver go up her spine. "What do you need?" she asked, almost eagerly. She sat up in the chair and glanced over at her baby, who was sleeping peacefully with his arms splayed out on either side of him. He was so adorable. "Just tell me what and I'll see if I can do it."
 
Brendan took a deep breath. This was dangerous, and it killed him to make Elsa do it, but it was a necessary part of the plan. "Okay," he sighed. "I need you do take photos of what's in the basement. Good photos. Carlos will never know it was you, I promise. But it's an important part of the plan," he explained nervously. "You absolutely have to do it when he wont be coming home, and you have to get the camera out of the house right after."
 
Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open as she heard what he wanted her to do. "Brendan..." she started, closing her eyes for a moment. She wasn't sure if she could do that. That would make her directly involved. "He'll know it was me. No one else is in here except me. I...I don't think I can do that, babe. I'm sorry."
 
Brendan had anticipated this objection. "I promise, Elsa, he won't know." Knowing where it was headed, he was sure that Carlos wasn't going to find out, yet he understood why Elsa was wary. "Elsa," he pleaded, "I want you to trust me and do it. But if you have to know the whole plan, I'll tell you the whole thing," he offered. "I'll take a half-day off and meet you somewhere. I just feel better if you don't know all the details. It makes you more complicit."
 
She felt her face growing red and her heart beat faster. "I...I have to think about it, okay?" she breathed into the phone, her voice cracking a little bit at the end. "I'll think about it. I'll call you in a couple days. Don't leave work. I...I love you, Bren. A lot." and then she quickly hung up the phone before he could talk her into anything else.
 
Brendan grimaced a little; it didn't sound good. "I love you too, babe," he said. "I wouldn't put you in dang.." he started to explain, but then the phone was dead. He sighed and folded up his phone, heading back to work. This was going to be hairy, he realized. He couldn't blame her, after all, it was a scary thing that he'd asked her to do.

Carlos, meanwhile, headed home in the late afternoon as promised. He usually wasn't one to go back on his word. "Back from the office, sugar," he joked as he strolled in the front door.
 
Elsa went and hid the phone quickly. She always kept it in the bottom of her purse so that if Carlos found it she knew he'd been digging around in her stuff and could get angry. She got dressed in jeans and a red top, with those giant hoop earrings that Carlos loved so much. She smiled at Carlos when he walked in the door, "Hi Carlos. Good day in your cubicle?" she asked with a little laugh. She went over to him and pecked him on the lips.
 
Carlos laughed at her joke and wrapped his arms around her waist, squeezing and lifting her off the ground a few inches as he returned her kiss. "Yeah, it was very nice," he retorted. "The boss man was gettin' on my case, though. I said 'fuck you', I'm leavin' to take my girlfriend to dinner," Carlos added with a laugh. "You look real nice," he complimented her, reaching up and playing with her hoop earring. "So you ready to come out with me and get some eats, sugar?"
 
She laughed at Carlos and nuzzled his chest for a quick moment. The idea that a man who work in a cubicle at a large company would tell his boss to fuck off was pretty hilarious. "Yeah, I'm ready. Is Gui coming with us, or is your sister coming? You didn't mention her, but you didn't mention him coming either so I wasn't sure what to expect."
 
Carlos grinned at her and held Elsa close in his chest, massaging the back of her head. "Yeah, Gui comin' with us. We can all go out and eat together. It'll be the first time," he reminded her cheerily. Leaning over, he gave her a quick kiss on the lips at the same time as he squeezed her ass lightly. "C'mon sugar. I don't need anything here. I'm ready."
 
She laughed when he squeezed her butt. Sometimes Carlos was really appealing to her. Sometimes he was almost perfect. But then she would remember all of the imperfect things about him and all of that would die away. She pulled away from him and slung Gui's baby bag over her shoulder. She went over to the crib, where he was already dressed to go, and scooped him up. She walked back to Carlos, "Okay," and then they went out to the car together. She strapped him in his car seat in the back and then hopped into the passenger seat next to Carlos.
 
Carlos shut the rear door behind Elsa when she'd finished, and hopped in and took off. He took her to an Italian place this time. Carlos thought there was no need to make her eat and cook Hispanic themed meals every time, and he couldn't complain at all about Italian. It was a decent place, across town a little, and was filled with people of all ethnicities, but nothing too fancy, like he'd promised. The waiter brought a high chair for infants over so that Gui could sit at the end of the booth, which was also nice. Carlos got them an order of calamari, and ordered the chicken parm dinner for himself. Both of them (and even Gui, too) seemed to have a nice time, and before he knew it, he was paying the check and escorting Elsa back home. "That was nice, baby," Carlos smiled at her as they drove home. What he hadn't told her, though, was that he'd been buttering her up a little. "I might have to go out of town tomorrow for a couple days on work, sugar," he explained. "Maybe we can spend some time together tomorrow before that, though."
 
Elsa enjoyed their evening out together. Gui had a good time putting spaghetti sauce all over his face and even managed to eat a couple of noodles from Elsa's plate. She and Carlos had some good laughs and actually talked a little bit, about regular things, which was rare for them. She turned and frowned at him when he said he had to go out of town. "Why? Wait, don't answer that." she said, shaking her head a little, "I'm sure I don't want to know." she sighed and glanced back at Gui, conked out per usual in his seat. "Will you leave me some money so I can go out with Gui? Maybe to the mall?"
 
Carlos smirked when she said she didn't want to know. "C'mon, mama," he scolded. "I don't know why you gotta think it's somethin' bad. I'm just reachin' out to a business associate out of town," he explained, although both of them knew there was more to it than that. "But, yeah, I'ma leave you some money. And Luis is drivin' his car, so I'll leave mine for if you need it," he graciously offered. He wasn't sure if she had a license, but that wasn't really a requirement to drive in the ghetto, in his opinion. Almost nobody he knew had one. He didn’t know about giving her such a long leash, but he was hoping she’d see it as some give and take in their relationship.
 
Her face brightened when he offered to leave her his car. That was way better than taking the bus. She leaned over in the car and planted a big kiss on his lips, a bright smile plastered all over her face. "Really? Thanks Carlos," she cooed and then kissed him again. Gui started to fuss in the back and she laughed, "Guess the hobo doesn't want to be in the street anymore," she hopped out of the car and got him out of his seat and then made her way inside, tucking him in the crib upstairs as she waited for Carlos to come up.
 
Carlos leaned over and kissed Elsa, one eye still focused on the road. "Yeah, sure. Just don't crash it," he warned. The car was in good shape, except for the nick on the mirror from the night Elsa gave him a blowjob on the go. Once inside, Carlos took off his shoes and got a glass of water, and then slowly made his way upstairs. He kind of felt entitled to some action, considering that he wouldn't have any for a few days while he was away, and he had bought Elsa dinner and promised her his car. He wasn't sure how it would go, however. They hadn't been physical much since he'd used the duct tape in bed a couple nights ago.
 
Elsa was in the midst of changing when Carlos arrived in the bedroom. She had her jeans off and was left in her panties while her top was still on. She still had her bra and hoop earrings in too. She turned when she heard him come in and gave him a little smile. She grabbed the bottom of her top and pulled it up, tossing it into the little bin used for dirty laundry. "So I guess daddy wants some loving from mama tonight, hmmm?"
 
Carlos looked straight on at her as she stripped her top off, her chest pointing out and accentuating her breasts nicely in the process. She looked quite alluring, he thought, in just the underwear and hoop earrings. Approaching her, he grabbed her hips and bent over, kissing Elsa on her soft stomach. "Daddy definitely in the mood for some hot loving," he said in a low, sultry tone, standing up straight again. Stripping off his shirt, he tossed it on top of her bra and grasped at the top band of her panties, using it to tug her back towards the bed. "Daddy says mama’d look even more gorgeous with the underwear off, and earrings still on," he suggested.
 
Elsa laughed as Carlos tossed his shirt and it landed on her rack. She picked it up and threw it in the dirty laundry pile. She squealed when he started to tug her backwards towards the bed. He was being playful, and so she would be too. "Oh yeah? Well mama needs to do laundry anyway..." she said as she reached the threshold of the bed. She peeled her panties off and tossed them towards the bin, but they landed on the floor. She unclasped her bra and tossed it too, not watching where it landed. Then she scooted up into the bed and gave him a grin, "Don't got to wash earrings though,"
 
Carlos laughed at her playful attitude. He vowed not to abuse her playfulness this time around. "Yeah, get those dirty clothes off," he growled, giving her a playful swat on the ass. He slipped quickly out of his jeans, tossing them in the pile as well. "These won't do me no good unless they get washed, too," he chuckled. When she freed her abundant breasts and got up in bed, he pounced on her there. "Tell me," he challenged, rubbing his face up against her chest, letting her breasts massage his cheek before he took a nibble at one of them. "Is mama gonna be a bad girl or a good girl today?" he asked with a grin, his heart started to pound as he reached down and touched her sex lightly. He didn't fondle it, but just touched her right on top of her soft mound.
 
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