Chapter 54: Date
July 2nd 1988, Saturday Williams Residents
Oliver and Martha found themselves in a different phase of life with four teenage kids keeping them busy. And with the addition of another new mouth to feed, along with now running a flourishing business together.
Amidst the hustle and bustle of family life, today they had managed to carve out a special evening for just the two of them. It had been a while since they had the chance to focus solely on each other, away from the responsibilities of parenthood.
As the day of their date night approached, Martha couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia and excitement.
Martha was filled with a mix of emotions - a delightful sense of nostalgia paired with bubbling excitement. She couldn't contain her anticipation as she meticulously prepared for the evening ahead.
Martha set before the mirror, in her purple night dress as she began getting ready for her day tonight. Her long wavy voluminous dark black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall of silk.
With a gentle hand, she brushed through the waves, ensuring each strand fell perfectly into place. The natural luster of her hair caught the light, giving it a mesmerizing sheen that framed her face elegantly.
Turning her attention to her vivid golden-colored eyes, Martha reached for a neutral eyeshadow palette. She carefully swept a soft, shimmering champagne shade across her eyelids, enhancing the natural sparkle in her gaze. With a steady hand, she applied a thin line of black eyeliner along her upper lash line, accentuating the shape of her eyes and adding a touch of definition.
Next, Martha picked up her favorite mascara, carefully coating her lashes to create a fluttery, voluminous effect. Each stroke of the wand added depth and allure to her already captivating eyes, making them shimmer with anticipation.
As she admired her makeup, Martha's gaze drifted to the prominent tattoo that adorned her neck. The intricate design featured vibrant red roses with lush green leaves, a symbol of beauty and resilience that held a special significance for her. The tattoo added a touch of edgy elegance to her look, complementing the sophistication of her outfit and makeup.
Martha ran her hand along her tattoo, this was something from her past during a rough phase in her life. It held a few sad memories that had led to her getting it on the request from someone she wanted to forget. A reminder of her own struggles with trying to survive while raising her children in difficult times.
She would usually cover it up with a scarf around her neck, but as of recent she had been covering it up less and less as the years went by. The older she got and with it her thoughts about it changed slightly, looking at the red scarf laying on the table.
Martha looked at it for a while, tapping her long finger on the table. She than suddenly stopped the tapping of her finger on the table, reaching out to the red scarf. Opening the second drawer she grabbed the scarf and tacked it away.
Martha looked herself in the mirror, at her roses tattoo around her neck, as much as Oliver didn't want to admit it. She knew her husband found the tattoo enticing, especially during their nighttime activities. As he would secretly admire it during their intercourse while, thinking she hadn't noticed it.
With an air of sophistication and a touch of allure, Martha slipped into a stunning Louis Feraud lipstick red silk chiffon dress. The garment draped elegantly around her figure, boasting a ruched bodice and delicate spaghetti straps that added a hint of glamour to her ensemble.
Martha carefully dawned the outfit she had chosen with the help of Jennifer and Ashley. She had been a little ashamed of buying such a dress especially at her age. However, both Jennifer and Ashley were quite insist on buying the dress, even dragging Duke into the conversation. Eventually, she decided to try on the dress which she left the skirt was a little short, revealing her stunning think thighs.
Martha than carefully dawned the large shawl that accompanied the dress added a touch of mystery and allure to her look, promising a night of enchantment and romance.
Despite her initial hesitations about the dress, Martha found herself swayed by the unwavering confidence of her daughter's, Jennifer and Ashley, who insisted that she deserved to indulge in such elegance and grace. Even Duke, who usually seemed the most mature agree, nudging her towards embracing her beauty and femininity.
As Martha gazed at her reflection, she couldn't help but smile at the sight of her toned thighs, a testament to her dedication to her running exercises.
Martha reached for the perfect pair of black heels to complement her exquisite Louis Feraud lipstick red silk chiffon short dress. These heels were not just any ordinary pair; they were a stunning set of strappy stiletto heels with intricate lace-up detailing that exuded elegance and sophistication.
With a sense of excitement bubbling within her, Martha slipped her feet into the sleek black heels. The smooth material of the shoes hugged her feet snugly, accentuating their curves and adding a touch of allure to her ensemble. The thin stiletto heels elongated her legs, giving her a statuesque and graceful silhouette that perfectly matched the ruched bodice and delicate spaghetti straps of her dress.
As she adjusted the straps of the heels and stood up, Martha couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence wash over her. The click-clack of the heels against the floor echoed in the room, a sound that signaled her readiness to step out into the night with poise and grace.
With every step she took, Martha felt a newfound sense of empowerment and excitement building within her. The combination of the striking red dress and the sophisticated black heels created a look that was both bold and elegant, a reflection of the confident woman she had become. As she admired herself in the mirror, Martha knew that she was not just dressed for the evening - she was ready to own it.
The thought of her husband's admiration filled her with a sense of empowerment, knowing that she was ready to captivate him with not just her outward beauty, but with the grace and confidence that radiated from within.
In the dimly lit foyer of their home, Oliver Williams stood with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation swirling within him. The soft glow of the antique chandelier above cast a warm light on his dark, tousled hair as he adjusted the crisp lapels of his tailored suit. His vivid emerald green eyes flickered with a combination of eagerness and a hint of impatience, betraying his eagerness to see his wife.
As he waited for his wife to descend the grand staircase, his heart raced with the anticipation of their long-awaited date night. The subtle scent of his cologne mingled with the faint aroma of her favorite flowers, carefully arranged in a vase nearby, creating an atmosphere of romance and anticipation.
The suit Oliver wore was a classic charcoal grey with a subtle pinstripe pattern, perfectly tailored to his frame. The jacket boasted sharp lines and a slim fit, exuding a timeless sense of sophistication. The white dress shirt underneath was crisply pressed, the cuffs peeking out from under the jacket sleeves. His tie, a deep burgundy silk, added a touch of color and elegance to the ensemble.
In this moment, Oliver's demeanor exuded a mix of traditional charm and modern sensibility, reflecting the era's fashion and style. As he stood in the foyer, his mind raced with thoughts of the evening ahead, a night he had meticulously planned and prepared for over the past two weeks, eager to create a memorable and special experience for his beloved wife.
Behind him, Jennifer, Ashley, Duke, Alex, and Ji-woo gathered in a semi-circle, their gazes alternating between their father and the staircase above.
Jennifer and Ashley exchanged knowing smiles, their eyes sparkling with a shared understanding as the two of them spent a lot of time helping their mother pick out the best outfit for the occasion. And they were quite proud of the choice of dress.
Their mother was quite hesitant about the outfit they'd picked out, even having to resort to bringing their younger brother Duke into the conversation to persuade their mother. Thankfully, Duke was on their side for once when it came to this matter.
Duke and Alex stood together as they watched their father's anxious expression as he paced back and forth, waiting for their mother's arrival. "So, you helped Father pick out his suit," Alex asked, as his eyes shifted between his father and Duke.
"It was actually Uncle Daniel who took Father to pick out a tailored suit. I was mostly just an observer," Duke explained with a smile, recalling the event. "Really, why wasn't I invited?" Alex asked, a frown crossing his face.
He hadn't even known his parents were going on a date tonight until he returned from the studio barbecue that ended a few hours ago. He had even brought leftovers from the barbecue for everyone to enjoy together today.
"You seem quite busy with the work you were doing," Duke explained simply in response to his little brother's question. Hearing Duke's words, Alex's frown deepened. It was obvious that they simply didn't think Alex would be interested in this sort of thing.
Still being seen as a twelve-year-old kid in the eyes of others, "Did you perhaps get a tailored suit too?" Alex asked, changing the subject.
Duke gave Alex a simple nod of affirmation, and Alex then turned his attention away. As he held the old Canon AE-1 in his hands, he wished he had known about this momentous occasion earlier so he could have bought a new version.
Beside the siblings, Ji-woo stood with a gentle smile, her presence a calming influence among the group. Though not a blood relative, she had become an integral part of the family dynamic, her bond with Jennifer and Ashley slowly extending to the entire Williams family.
As they watched Oliver, a sense of unity and warmth enveloped the group, a silent understanding passing between them as they shared the moment. The room was filled with a mix of anticipation and affection as the clicking of footsteps began to echo.
Everyone's attention quickly shifted to the staircase leading up. Soon, Martha made a breathtaking appearance, her beauty captivating everyone's eyes and taking their breath away.
Oliver, who stood directly at the bottom of the staircase, froze, his gaze fixed on the scene unfolding before him. Martha descend the staircase, her every step exuding grace and elegance.
All eyes were drawn to her as she made her way down, wearing a stunning vintage late 1980s Louis Feraud lipstick red silk chiffon sleeveless short dress paired with a large shawl. The dress featured a flattering ruched bodice with thin spaghetti straps on each shoulder, accentuating her figure beautifully. Her stiletto heels elongated her legs, adding to her already striking presence.
As Martha descended, Oliver's thoughts and feelings were a whirlwind of emotions. His gaze was fixed on her, captivated by her beauty and poise. The sight of Martha in her exquisite attire took his breath away, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.
Martha's golden eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, adding to her allure. Her medium dark complexion glowed under the soft lights, enhancing her features. A delicate roses tattoo adorned her neck, a subtle yet captivating detail that hinted at a hidden story.
As she reached the bottom of the staircase, a sense of admiration and awe washed over the room. Martha's presence was magnetic, drawing everyone's attention towards her. Oliver, in particular, found himself spellbound by her radiance, his heart beating a little faster in her presence.
As Alex stood to the side, camera in hand, he couldn't resist capturing the moment as Martha, his mother, descended the staircase. Through the lens of his camera, he framed the scene, focusing on Martha's exquisite beauty and the emotions reflected in the room.
His camera clicked softly, freezing the moment in time, as he tried to encapsulate the elegance and poise that Martha exuded. The soft lighting played delicately on her features, creating a mesmerizing effect that Alex was determined to capture.
As he snapped the photos, Alex's thoughts were a mix of admiration and artistic inspiration. Martha's presence seemed to illuminate the room, casting a spell on everyone present. He felt a sense of privilege to be able to document such a captivating moment, knowing that these images would hold a special place in the family's memories.
In the midst of his photography, Alex couldn't help but steal a glance at his father, who stood at the bottom of the staircase, his eyes fixed on Martha with a look of adoration. Alex could sense the love and appreciation in his father's gaze, and it filled him with a sense of warmth and happiness.
As he continued to click away, Alex felt a sense of fulfillment wash over him. In that moment, behind the lens of his camera, he found a connection between his art and the love that filled the room. It was a moment of beauty and emotion frozen in time, a memory that would be cherished for years to come.
Martha POV, as she descended the stairs, her heart raced with anticipation, eager to see Oliver's reaction to her stunning ensemble. As she reached the bottom of the staircase, her eyes met those of her tall, handsome husband - a striking figure with dark, tousled hair that framed his face in a casually stylish manner. His vivid emerald green eyes locked onto her, giving him a captivating and intense look that made her heart skip a beat.
Oliver's well-defined eyebrows arched slightly in surprise as he took in Martha's appearance, the corners of his lips quirking up in a subtle smile. His sharp and angular facial features softened with a look of admiration, his gaze traveling from her elegant dress, that accentuated have curvaceous and voluptuous figure. To her perfectly styled hair and radiant makeup.
Martha couldn't help but notice the way his eyes sparkled with appreciation, a silent testament to the beauty he saw before him. His strong jawline and commanding presence added to the aura of confidence that surrounded him, making his reaction all the more meaningful to her.
As Oliver approached her, Martha felt a surge of warmth and love wash over her. His hand reached out to gently cup her cheek, his emerald eyes holding hers in a tender gaze. "You look absolutely breathtaking, Martha," he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity and admiration.
In that moment, as they stood together, Martha knew that her efforts had paid off not just in her appearance, but in the connection she shared with her husband. Oliver's reaction was more than she could have hoped for - it was a reflection of the love and appreciation that bound them together, creating a night filled with enchantment and romance.
Alex who had become their photographer for the night, by his own volition quickly captured this image in time. His only regret was not having a better quality camera at this moment.
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