Chapter 4

Mathew was quite popular from back in the days being the son of the back then governor of the capital city and now he was trying to claim his father’s legacy who died while at duty, the statement behind his father’s death while at duty was unclear and justice had never been found for his father. He, however, did not feel threatened by that and had taken up the journey and had lost in the first round even though he had the numbers the results came out showing Mr. Lodipo as the winner.

The car stopped at some exquisite buildings; Mathew had an apartment there that he used for extremely private business. He opened the door for her and she walked out majestically following right behind him to the apartment. Once they were there he poured some wine for them while they catch up on the old days.

“You were always up to something anytime I would meet you all rogue” Mathew said after an old memory of a crazy thing Priscilla did back in the days.

“Certainly, you are right on that,” she said sitting in a more comfortable position on the comfortable sofas. The two were facing each other directly.

“So, what is it this time round,” Mathew said to her eager to know the agenda of the day.

“I am here to give a proposal that will help you win,” she said looking at him and he laughed at loud unbelievably.

“Okay stop this, why in the world would you help me Priscilla I am racing against your husband”

“Exactly, that is why I would help you, let’s say I am very pissed off and I want to remind some people just how much I am my father’s daughter”

“Your father is in control of everything, how will you beat your father at his own game?” he asked her admitting to her that he also knew the race was going to be tough but he had a second plan if he was to lose but with Priscilla here telling her all this he had some hope, of actually beating her mafia family and getting inside the government.

“I am my father’s heart and to prove this to you, you will be the second person to know that my father is actually not in the country and he won’t be there not until the election is over. No one else knows that just me” she said bravely looking at him. He was silent for another minute in deep thought about how and why was she trying to help him, he felt there was something that was not clear.

“But your father still has his men here”

“Yes, but with me in charge,” she said proudly. “That means I am my father”

“This is not straight, why would you help me”

“don’t act like you don’t me,” she said getting up from her sofa and coming to where he was.

“He must have done something so bad for you to go to this extent,” he said to her watching her come closer to him, he understood what she meant and knew her husband must have wronged her so badly she was going to hit him where it will hurt him the most.

“So, what is the catch?” he asked watching her seat at the hand of the sofa he was sited at.

“You are the catch…. I want you” she said bending closely to him seating on his lap while he gently played with his beard.

“Be careful now, you know I have a wife”

“And I also have a husband, so tell me where is that recorder and we can have a deal,” she said to him lowering her hands to his chest, she knew men like them always wanted to record things for future blackmail.

“Behind my collar” he responded weakly to her in dire need of her, she had turned him on with how he was playing with him and gawking at him like she would devour him with pleasure. She moved her hand towards his collar and was able to find it she took it and bit it breaking it and throwing it away before she pulled off his tie and began to unbutton his shirt.

“How do you like it, Mathew?” she asked looking directly into his eyes.

“I like it when you dominate” he whispered back longing for her to kiss him but she was luring him into an uncontrollable desire for him as she slowly undressed herself, being left with only her bra and underpants.

“Do we have a deal Mathew?” she asked him while she had just lowered her hand into his pants and was about to give him a blowjob.

“Yes, whatever you want” he responded looking with so much lust toward her. She then lowered his trousers and pulled out his dick, she placed herself just perfectly with her ass facing his face as she bent it over to suck him, he uncontrollably tore her pants and gently kissed her ass while she did the work on him. Priscilla was quite the devil when she was angry and on a mission. Mathew had always had a distant crush on her and with the relationship between his family and hers back then when she was to get married it was an impossible mission, he had settled for another lady from a well-known family that supported him in this coming election.

“No not the breasts” she stopped him from playing with her boobs since she was still breastfeeding and it was so full of milk right now. She was now riding him while she moaned softly and he was in so much pleasure he wanted to squeeze her breasts. Not able to control his urge to take control he lifted her up and turned her down allowing him to be on top of her.

“Now let me fuck you” he whispered pushing his erection in her with her legs spread apart and him facing her directly to her face.

“I have longed for this…” she said weakly feeling him thrust himself inside her continually, she felt satisfied in a very long time considering how  her husband  always brought up the baby excuse every time they were supposed to fuck. If you don’t get what you want where you are you go get it somewhere else.