“Who could be knocking like that?” Pam scrunched her nose in disgust.“A man you are expecting?” Dashiell smiled mischievously. “I can get dressed and leave. Don’t want to disturb your privacy.”“You are my privacy dear. No other man has access to me.”“Are you trying to flatter me?”“No Dashiell – you are the only man who feeds on my pussy. I suspect it’s my neighbour knocking. He knocks like that when he is drunk.”“He? What is a ‘he’ doing at your doorstep? All the men in this neighbourhood must have their eyes on you.” Dashiell mouthed – his eyes watering in delight at her body.“You talk like this because you feel someone else has watered my garden. Meanwhile, you are the only gardener.”“I will take your word for it. You’ve never lied to me, Pam. I’m glad to be the only one who has tasted you.”“Or it could even be the old lady upstairs who quarrels with her husband every minute of the day. She’d come by to treat her broken nose or twisted wrist.”“It’s that bad?” Dashiell was s
“Why not? The child you are carrying didn’t ask to be brought into all of this. He is not a mistake. And I’d love him like my own – because he came from you.”Pam was getting scared. How could Luke love so perfectly in the face of imperfect situations?“It seems you have an ulterior motive. Why are you so persistent and forgiving? I’ve not changed Luke. Don’t know if I’m going to. I just slept with this man I’m talking about.”Luke stood up undazed and walked up to her – holding her hands in his.“You have been lonely for a long time, Pam. And you trying to fill the void with sex. What you need is emotional companionship and friendship. Can we start as a courting couple? I’d like to court you. Then marry you. I do not love you any less because of the child in your womb. And I know how to make you forget Dashiell. He is just a Fastlane to your destination. But you’d end up crashing if you keep up like this.”At that statement, Dashiell had fully dressed up and walked into the living ro
“Who is this tiny thing in my house?”Mrs. James is a disciplinarian – even to her husband. She squeezed her nose in disgust – having a hard time looking at the clad young lady in her living room.“She is with me,” Mr. James responded with no shame as he tried to cover up his nakedness.“Young lady, what’s your name?”“Gabriella.”“You look familiar. You used to be with Didi. Am I correct?”“Used to.” Gabriella pointed out. She didn’t move an inch. Rather she rested comfortably on the couch with her hands leaning on the seat. Her rear protruded in contour with her hourglass figure.“Gabriella or whatever you call yourself – you have the guts to come in here and mess with my husband. I have no problem with you seeing him in secret. But what I do have a problem with is you bringing him home.”“He was the one who brought me home, ma. I also have a problem with your incorrect use of English.” Gabriella was rude, swinging her head up high and looking at Mrs. James assertively.“Young lady
“You haven’t called in ages. What’s the matter? Why are you calling now? Is this a coy to persuade me to come back home? Because I’m not doing as you wish.” “Peter, listen to me. I’m your mother and I know what’s best for you.” “Do you? Because if you did – you wouldn’t hate me in the first place. I did nothing to you. You just hate me for no just cause.” “Because you are threading that same path I once strode. And it burnt my fingers. I don’t want you repeating the same mistake I made.” “Mrs. James, can you stop beating around the bush and just tell me why you called.” He was fond of calling her by her official name. He still regarded her as a mum but not from his heart. “You lied to your father you were going for Masters.” “I didn’t lie. It’s the truth. And grandfather was aware.” “Peter you can lie to everyone but not me. What are you doing abroad?” “I’m studying Mum. Why do you find it hard to believe me?” “First, you disappeared on everybody and never reached out. That s
“I wouldn’t like to reveal that right away. Can we do dinner later like you suggested?” Mrs. James averted his question.“So you are married?”“And if I was, would that be a problem?”“Depends on you.”“Then I say let’s get to know each other.”And that was the beginning of new things bubbling between Didi and Mrs. James.She had come for the dinner dresses to kill. And so was he.He cooked a sumptuous meal for both of them.It was good. Mrs James couldn’t hide it.And after dinner came a lengthy conversation and a good laugh.Then Mrs. James was expecting him to touch her.He didn’t.He kept things at conversation alone. She found it beautiful but was not comfortable with just talking.She wanted some action seeing how Mr. James had starved her of sex – since he was busy satisfying other women outside.“Are you not married?”“Is that a question, Baby?” Didi retorted. “As you have witnessed, I live here all by myself.” By now he was pouring two glasses of wine. He offered her a glass.
Mrs James – having to remember all the enticing and thrilling moments made her miss Didi. How she wished he was still alive. He’d have been a comfort to her – just like the old times.Just like how he comforted her in his bed.That night – at the hotel, he had looked at her like a doe in hunting season.One look into his eyes and it gave her an insight into the impetuous things he wanted to do to her body.Hot, naked and sweaty Didi made her scream torturously into his ears.As he impaled her senses with his gold touch and engorged deep length, she was mortified.Her body had arched in his bed for more.Leaving her stretch-full, senseless and out of breath, she drove her pussy to meet his demanding length.Devotedly arresting her with his hot length, he spoke to her in ways she had never imagined.“I don’t even know what to do with all this body you’ve got on you. So much package and content for me. I will love to continue to write my love for you on your vaginal walls with my whitebo
A call from her friend awoke Mrs James from her thought life. “Hi, Alice. How are you doing?” “My friend. How is everything with you?” “I’m a strong woman. I conquer anything on my path. I can take on anything – just like I’ve been doing in my marriage.” “Okay well – your answer gives me some motivation to tell you this.” Alice paused awhile as though calculating whether to tell her or not. “Go on.” “It’s about your husband.” “What has he done this time?” “Are you guys in a good place?” “Why do you ask?”“Where did he say he was leaving for after work?” Alice was careful to spill it out all at once. “I don’t know. And I don’t care.” “Oh well. I’m at Café Chrysalis. And he is seated here with a woman.” “Oh, that. That’s just his business partner. Out on a business date to clear some deals.” Mrs James covered up for him as though she knew about it. Inside – she was raging mad. How dare he go public with his mistresses? Was he all out to embarrass her and put her to shame? S
Mr James was back home – reeking of alcohol and looking dishevelled.“My car broke down in the middle of the highway. Thank goodness I was on the outer lane.” He narrated to his wife without anyone asking.Mrs. James rolled her eyes at him in irritation and suspiciousness.“Quit the lies! You were out with Gabriella again. This time, why didn’t you lodge with her at the hotel?”“O no! This woman has started again. Plus, I’m not in the mood for your rubbish tonight. I’m hungry and stressed.”“Even after dining at the restaurant and who knows what else you ate apart from food.”“I can see you want me to leave this house for you. Since you can’t give me some peace – I will leave.”“Fine! Leave! Get out!”“I will be going to Gabriella as you wish. She is not a nagging contemptuous woman like you.”And he left in his dilapidated state.Mrs James could care less if he hit a truck head-on as he drove in that reckless state.He was wasted.And she was not going to look after him if ever vomi