"Mommy, can you come play with me?" My son Liam asked me.

"Mommy is busy right now cleaning up the kitchen. When I get done, how about we play a board game?" I suggested instead of just playing with his toy cars.

"Ok!! Can we play Candy Land?" Liam asked me.

"We can play any game that you want. How does that sound?" Liam cheered in excitement.

Liam is my 7 year old son. I had him when I was 20. Since he was 3 years old, I raised him up as a single mother. Liam's dad Noah joined the army a little after Liam turned 3 years old. Ever since then, he hasn't wanted anything to do with either of us. He doesn't call, text, email or send letters.

Liam doesn't really remember his father all that much, so I don't have to worry about him asking me questions. I just have to prepare myself with these answers when he starts asking questions. How do you tell your own kid, that their father just walked out on them and left the country?

It was really hard raising Liam up as a single mother with only one type of income that was coming in. I never relied on my parents to help, my mom just offered to watch Liam while I was working long shifts.

It took me until a few months ago to start dating again. I never really looked to be in a relationship with anyone. That was until Michael came along.

Michael and I met at the restaurant that I work at one night. Him and one of his bodyguards came in to grab a bite to eat really late that night.

Michael seemed more interested in me then he did the meal. He had his bodyguard to sit by himself, while he sat in a booth. Michael called me over to sit down and talk with him.

For the short amount of time that we did get to talk, Michael is one of the most genuine person that I know. He listened to everything that I had to say. Even when I didn't say much.

Before, he left Michael asked for my number to stay in contact with me. He even left a kiss on my cheek.

Here we are 6 months later still talking, and Michael doesn't know about Liam. I have wanted to tell him about Liam, I just don't know how Michael is going to react.

I am not embarrassed by Liam and I most certainly do not regret having him at all. I just don't want to scare Michael away or make him upset since I never told him.

Even though Michael and I have been talking for 6 months, he comes by my work when he is in town. He will text me to see if I'm working or not.

Now, Liam, loves him some Michael. He is a huge fan of him. Liam listens to all of his music and even watches his concerts on YouTube. He always tells me that I need to take him to a concert to see him. If only he knew..

"Mommy, are you done yet? I got Candy Land ready for us." Liam hollered from the living room.

"Yes honey, I am coming now." I left the kitchen turning off the light behind me.

I walked into the living room, Liam was seated down in the floor, with Candy Land laid out.

"Mommy I want to be the red guy." Liam told me when I took a seat beside of him in the floor.

"Okay honey, how about I'll be the blue guy then?"

"Yeah, we can switch." He said. Usually I am always the red guy and he is the blue one.

"Can I go first mommy? Pleaseeee.." Liam begged with his cute baby face.

"I suppose I'll allow you to this time. But next time, we will have to fight." I said tickling him.

•DING•

My phone went off. I grabbed it off of the table to look to see who it was. It was a text message from Michael.

Michael: *Hey beautiful, what are you doing?*

Me: *Hey Michael, I'm playing Candy Land. What are you doing?*

Michael: *You are playing Candy Land without me? 🥺 that's not fair. I am just thinking about you, I miss you.*

"Mommy it is your turn." Liam said pointing towards the cards.

Me: *Michael, I got to go. I'll talk to you later.*

When I put my phone down, I heard it go off again, but I never checked it.

I picked up a card and it was purple. I moved my person to the purple block on the board.

"I am going to win mommy." Liam said in a sneaky playful tone.

"You better not cheat like you always do."

"I don't cheat!" He said with a huge smile on his face.

God, he looks just like his father.

"That's what all cheaters say!" I grabbed his cheek pinching it.

All of a sudden there was a knock on the door. Which is odd. It is 8:30 on a Friday. No one ever comes over to my house. I wonder who it is.

"Hold on buddy, let me go see who is at the door."

I opened the door and there stood Michael with a duffle bag in his hand.

I was shocked.

"Hi beautiful." Michael said with a cheeky smile.

"M-Michael.. what are you doing here?"

"I came to see you. I have been missing you like crazy."

"Y-you can't be here Michael.."

Please don't talk Liam. Please don't walk over here.

"Why not? Are you seeing someone else and not telling me about it?" Michael asked getting a little upset.

"Michael, it's just not a good time right now. I'll call you later, okay?"

"Joanie, what the hell is going on. If you are seeing someone else you need to fu-" Michael stopped what he was saying fast when he heard my son holler for me.

"Mommy, are you coming? It is your turn." Liam said walking over towards me and grabbed my hand.

Well - here is the moment of truth.

I motioned for Michael to come in.

Michael looked down at Liam and then back up at me. His eyes went back and forth between the both of us.

"Michael, this is my son Liam. Liam this is Michael."

"Hi Liam." Michael said with smile. But when he looked at me it disappeared.

"Oh my god, you are Michael Jackson." Liam whispered loudly in pure shock.

"Mommy, you brought Michael Jackson to our house! This is way better than a concert!" Liam said excitedly.

"Liam, go sit on the couch real quick, okay? Mommy will be over there here in a few minutes." Liam did what I said and kept going on and on about having Michael here.

"Michael, say something please?" I asked grabbing his hand.

"We will talk later." Michael said pulling his hand away from me walking over towards Liam.

"Hey, Liam, can I join in Candy Land?"

"Sure! What color? I'm the red and mommy is the blue."

We all three sat down and played candy land for what seemed like hours. It was really cool to see Liam and Michael bond. It was like having two kids in a room together. I could really tell that Liam was enjoying it.

"Okay buddy, it's time for bed. Tell Michael good night." I told Liam after he got done picking up all the board pieces to the game.

"Good night, Michael. It was really fun playing with you. I hope we can do it again some time." Liam said hugging Michael.

"Of course we can. How about you and mommy come over to Neverland tomorrow?" Michael suggested.

"Ooo mommy! Can we!? Can we!?" Liam asked excitedly jumping up and down.

"Since you are such a good boy, if you really want to we can."

"I want to mommy! I really want to!"

"Okay, then we will go!"

"Yay!" Liam said going up the stairs.

I followed him up the stairs and into his bed room.

"Michael is really cool mommy. I can't believe you got him to come to our house! I can't believe I played candy land with him and beat him! I can't believe we are going to Neverland tomorrow!"

"I know, I can't believe you beat him either! I am excited that you get to experience that. I can't wait either." I said tucking him in, giving him a kiss on the forehead.

"Good night buddy."

"Good night mommy."

•

I got back downstairs and Michael was patiently waiting for me on the couch.

"I know, you hate me." I whispered, sitting in my recliner away from him.

"I don't hate you Joanie. I just don't understand why you didn't tell me you had a son. That is the biggest secret ever."

"I never had to tell someone before that I have a son. I didn't know when the right time was. Or if there even was a right time."

"You should have told me from the beginning that you had a son. Are you still with his father?"

"I should do a lot of things but I don't. And no his father left when he was 3 years old."

"So he doesn't have a father?"

"No he doesn't, Michael."

"How old is he?"

"He just turned 7 years old."

"He seems like a great kid."

"He is the most amazingly sweetest boy ever." I smiled really huge just thinking about my baby.

"He really knows how to beat a man in candy land." Michael chuckled.

"That's one of his all time favorite games. No one can beat him at that game. I have tried, trust me."

"Have you dated anyone since his father?"

"No, you are the first guy I have talked to in 4 years." I admitted openly.

"Really? Why?"

"Because I don't want Liam to become attached to different guys, when something doesn't work out, he'll never see them again. And I don't want him to be introduced to a lot of people that he doesn't know. My baby doesn't deserve that."

"Come here." Michael said and patted to the spot beside of him. I took a seat beside of him.

"You don't have to be scared, if he gets attached to me. I promise, I am not going anywhere. I would never do anything to hurt him or you. You just have to trust me." Michael said moving some of my hair out of my face. Then I felt his thumb rub my cheek.

"Please don't touch me Michael." I stood up heading towards the kitchen, getting me a glass of water.

"Why can't I touch you?" He asked from behind me.

"Just please don't."

I haven't been touched in 4 years. I don't know how to deal with the feeling of having someone touch me. I don't think I can control myself. I haven't even kissed anyone.

"Joanie, turn around and look at me." Michael said placing his hand on my shoulder.

I slowly turned around to look at him and he was only merely inches away from me.

"Please Michael.. I am begging you.. stop." I whispered when he brought now both his hands to my face again.

That's when Michael pressed his lips against mine.

At first I froze. I didn't know what to do. I thought after a while of not kissing back, he would back away - but surprisingly he didn't. And when I started kissing him back he smiled against my lips.

He picked up me sitting me on top of the kitchen countertop. He brought his hands down to my ass and squeezed it a little bit.

I guess where I haven't been kissed in so long, I started feeling tingly between my legs. I was freaking out.

I tried shutting my legs but Michael opened them even wider by standing in between them.

I feel like a cat in heat.

"M-Michael.. we have to stop.. please.. I am begging.." I moaned/mumbled against his lips when he pressed his front against mine causing that little bit of friction to occur.

"Are you scared?" Michael asked me pulling away.

"Scared of what?" I questioned honestly.

"Are you scared of opening yourself completely again? Is that why you keep telling me to stop?"

"Michael, I haven't been touched, I haven't been kissed, I haven't had feelings in 4 years. This is overwhelming for me to say at the least. I am having feelings and reactions right now that I can't control."

"You don't have to worry about that ever again. Being with me you will always be touched, kissed, caressed, and well taken care of. And I can't wait to hear you begging me to stop when you are filled with 8 inches tomorrow. Now let's go to bed."