Chapter three

The only person present in the room was Maria as she was trying to tidy up the plates Natasha had used. 

“Are you okay “, Maria asked in a concerned manner.

Idris took a large bite of his food, and gulped it down with water before proceeding to answer “I am fine”.

“Hmmm, are you sure! Don't you like the food”, she asked, putting down the plates she had already packed.

“Oh come on. Stop worrying about your pretty head. Your food always tastes great. As I said earlier, I am just exhausted.

“By the way, where is Natasha? In the kitchen?”, he asked. 

“No. She should be in your bedroom”, she answered, pointing in the direction of the neatly tiled staircases. 

He squeezed his face almost immediately and Maria could notice it. This frown and unhappiness around Natasha was something he couldn't hide.

“If you are tired of the woman, let her go”, Maria said, walking away with the plates that were already enjoying the warmth of her hands.

Idris gave her a quizzical look and wondered how she knew everything. Maria had been working as a maid for him for as long as anyone could remember. Her wrinkles were etched deep into her face, but her smile was just as bright as ever. She moved with a slow, steady grace as she went about her work, her site uniform a testament to her years of service.

Idris often remarked on how lucky he was to have Maria working for him. "She's practically part of the family," he would say, and it was true. Maria had seen Idris grow up from a young boy into the successful businessman he was today. She had been there for his triumphs and his tragedies, always ready with a kind word or a warm hug.

He stood up and went to his bedroom. Taking a deep breath, he opened the door and walked inside. He saw Natasha spread her body on the bed signaling him to come into her. None of that moved him, he didn't understand why he felt this way toward her. 

He thought to himself, why not gain your release and get out of the room? 

“Yes, I'll just fuck her and leave”, he mumbled.

“What did you say”, Natasha asked

“Oh nothing”, he said and proceeded to take off his clothes.

He stared at her lips and without asking for a go-ahead, he took five steps forward and planted a kiss on her round tummy, all the way to her lips. He remembered when merely kissing her turned him on and put him in a wholly different yet intense sexual mood.

"Touch me", she whispered into his ear, pressing her body deeper into his. He parted her legs widely and watched as she bent her knees giving him access to her insides. Slowly, he took his middle fingers into her coochie. She threw her head backward and screamed, "God yes". "Keep going". 

He tried as much as possible to keep himself on the same sexual level as her. So, He did it again, but this time, with two fingers deep inside of her. He kept going in and out, gathering all of her juice. Then, he took out his two fingers and found her clit, rubbing and rubbing in circles. 

As he continued finger fucking her, she couldn't help but moan softly and roll her eyes or flinch her body at every action. She bit her lips repeatedly and placed her hands tightly on his head.

"Oh damn, please do not stop", she whispered.

Idris noticed that his cock was starting to become hard as a rock.

He moved to her boobs, and switched between the two of them, caressing and licking hungrily. He stretched his hands to his trouser to feel his cock. It seemed like his cock was about to divide his trouser into two. His trousers felt wet too.

She unzipped his trouser, took his dick out, and began giving him a blow job. Slowly, she put his dick into her mouth.

"Fuck! Ohhh---hhhh, fuck", he said and looked deep into my eyes. 

“Damn! Natasha”, he uttered seductively. She gagged on his hard cock, poured saliva, and continued licking it. She then went to his balls and engulfed them with her mouth. 

"Fuck, you are going to make me cum".

She began to lick his massive and curvy dick. His precum tasted sweet and it felt nice having the whole of him in her mouth. She aimed it toward the back of her throat, adding more saliva, gagging, and licking. 

He tousled her hair with his hands. His dick felt hard in her mouth. He groaned…

She kept sucking his dick and he tasted delicious. His moans became louder and she felt his grip on her hair become more intense. He screamed "Natasha" and then, poured all his creamy sperm on her face, neck, and breasts.

As soon as he was done, he walked out of the room, shutting her out.

She could hear him go upstairs to one of the guest rooms. After waiting for 20 minutes and he did not come back, she slept, sad!