My boyfriend, Charles, has been the love of my life ever since I knew love. He has been so good to me ever since then. I wouldn't have wished for anyone else. I could remember particularly how we met at high school, I was sixteen then, and he was eighteen. He was also two classes higher than I was.It was a cool Friday evening, when I was returning home after my tutorial lessons. I usually had extramural lessons with Mr Greg, my Chemistry teacher after school hours.On this particular occasion, I had to return home a little later because I had some classwork I needed to complete before returning. Mr Greg also took more time than usual, trying to explain some keywords to me.After a tiresome school day and an unending tutorial session with Mr Greg, I led my weary and exhausted self home. My home wasn't too far from the school, so I took the quiet, lonely path home.Unbeknownst to me, someone followed me from behind. As he advanced towards me, my heart raced. I had to increase my pace.
My boyfriend, Charles and I parted ways temporarily, after he left high school to further his education. I could recollect the painful incident that happened years back, on that fateful evening, when he visited, in order to tell me that he was leaving."Hi Alice!" He greeted me, as he bolted into my room unannounced. He couldn't at least knock at the door, or even wait to be permitted to get in. That was the height of it. Luckily, I wasn't naked or trying to put on my clothes. Well, even if I was, it wasn't too bad either. I wasn't really particular as to how anyone enters my room, but I felt a bit offended on this occasion, I couldn't make out why."Hey Charles! What's up? Why are you here this time? Is everything alright?" I was shocked and confused at the same time.The pale expression on his face wasn't helpful at all. There was a long moment of silence. I looked closely into his eyes. They stung with tears, doubling my anxiety."What is it, Charles? Please talk to me! What is it
It was my first day at Oxford University, London. I was greeted by the blissful environment and a lot of cheerful, but serious-minded faces around me. The flowers bloomed along the beautiful coal-tarred roads, lending credence to an enabling environment of academia. The environment was well sculpted and thoughtfully crafted to suit my every ounce of aesthetic sense. It was indeed a new world here, I thought.As I walked in, I was so elated. I was so happy to be a student here. I felt so blessed to be a student of the prestigious Oxford University. This was what I've always dreamt for. I drove my traveling bag along, with smiles plastered on my face.Being a new student, finding my way around the place was a little difficult. Charles left only a few descriptions, as to where we'll meet, I'd just hope I could make do with it. The direction charts by the road side wasn't too helpful, so I tried to ask for directions from a few students. To my chagrin, none were willing to at least give m
Charles left me to myself, after our long walk around the school compound. I pleaded with him to stay, but he insisted that he was going to the library to do some reading and get his assignments done. I had to let him go, hesitantly.I was left alone in the room. I felt so lonely without him. I took some time to take in every single detail of the room. It was a compact affair. It wasn't as spacious as my regular room. It was actually intended for just one student, or rather, a maximum of two. It had two twin-sized beds, placed opposite each other, meant for two people, but Charles and I shared one. Of course I won't be able to sleep in the cold of London's night alone, except under the succor of his cuddling arms.I tried to keep myself busy with my phone, but I couldn't find anything interesting to pass time with. I then decided to read a novel, a steamy romantic one of course.I was a lover of thrilling romantic stories. I've literally read every single one you can ever think of, a
"Ahhhh!" A moan escaped my mouth. A broad smirk played across his face.He laid me on the bed, with my back against the bed and stood up to get himself ready for me. He undressed himself quickly, sprawling his clothes across the floor. He began wanking his cock.As I laid down patiently, in wait for him. I led my eyes down to his member. It was hard and monstrous. It grew longer as he wanked. His reddened pointed shaft had bits of precum on it. I assume he's an eight inches long. I stare in bewilderment, as he strike his cock gently."You like it?" He asked, positioning his gaze directly at me.I nodded."My baby girl likes her boyfriend's dick," he teased, smiling cheerfully at her."Don't worry, baby. I'd take it gently with you and you'll enjoy every bit of it," he promised, full-heartedly.I smiled happily, in agreement of what he just said. "So baby, get ready for me," he uttered, smiling again.I returned his smiles, although I was getting nervous already. I didn't really feel
"No…No Charles! Please don't…Don't do this to me!" I cried out, in frustration.He laughed hysterically at me, casting an evil smirk. I wondered what was funny. It all sucks. His fiendish laughter sulks even more!That was my singular turn off with him. I hadn't had enough yet and he's pulling out of me already…'What the fuck?' It wasn't our first, so I expected him to at least do better than this. I mean, why should he keep on giving me half done pleasure, even after he promised to fulfill my desires?I couldn't just lay a finger as to why he decides to find ways to hurt my feelings, instead of doing things that made me happier."You want some more?" He asked, stupidly."Yeah Charles. Please don't leave me yet. I still want you! I still do!" I yelled out, in a crackled voice. I struggled to get him, jerking out of the bed, but he dodged, smirking sneeringly."Please Charles…Please!" I begged him desperately.I couldn't bear not being satisfied. I was close to the edge already, when
I shamelessly crept into his awaiting arms. He cuddled me and we continued with what we were doing. He cupped my face and desperate kisses fell to my lips, his tongue tasting every part of me, while it fought for dominance in my mouth. We panted heavily in each other's ears as we kissed. He took a break to catch his breath and continued soon after. "Ummmh!" I seized the opportunity to stifle out a moan. I felt heated up again, at once.He led his tongue down to my neck, and gave me love bites there."Ohh…Uhhhhh!" I let out another yet louder moan."You like it?" He asked in-between kisses."Y…yeah baby! I love it!" I managed to say."So, tell me what you love so I'd do just that to you," he requested, still trailing down my neck to my boobs.I was still in my thoughts, partly thinking and partly relishing. He fondled my boobs gently, "Ahhhh! Charles! I groaned loudly to the effect of it."You like it that way? Do you?" he asked, set to give me another squeeze at my boobs."Yeah ba
Bernard's POVI heard the doorbell ring. I rushed downstairs to get the door."Yeah, who's there?" I said, as I walked briskly towards the door to see who it was. "It's me, Bernard. Please open the door," a familiar voice answered.I paused a bit and thought for a while. 'No one visits me at my house nowadays. Who could it be? And how was it that the person knew me by my name?' I pondered."Please Bernard, open up. Please!" The voice sounded desperate this time.I was filled with comprehension instantly. It was going to be Roseville or no one else!Without much hesitation, I opened the door slightly, poking my head out to find out who it was that was at the door and to my surprise, it was her. It was Roseville, my lover! Or better put, runaway fiancée!I had mixed feelings. I didn't know how exactly to react right now."Why are you here, Roseville? What do you want?" I finally decided to ask.The question wasn't too necessary, though. I should have known already. She's back to me, an
Welcoming my first child brought me more joy than I expected. I beamed with smiles as I cuddle him dearly in my arms and reminisce about my past and how serendipity smiled at me. Bernard was now a happy father. I'm so glad and thankful for bringing my child into this world. He was my joy giver and now my joy was complete. The living room was flooded with family and friends, who came around to send greetings and gifts to the new baby. Becky came along with Davis, smiling at each other all the time. I suspected something going on between the two of them, but confirmed my thoughts when I spotted the diamond engagement ring in her finger. “You're engaged?” My popped, as I stared at the beautiful ring in her middle finger. “Of course, I am,” she returned the smile, flaunting her ringed finger in the air. “Wow! Congratulations to you!” I cheered. “Thank you. You too, Alice! You're now a mother,” she replied heartily. “Where’s your fiancé?” I asked, to be sure I wasn't mistaken
The early morning sun rose steadily, shedding its beams across to my weary eyes. I gently opened them up and stretched lazily, yawning tiredly while I turned my head to my side. Bernard wasn't there. 'But where could he be?’ My heart missed a beat. My head spinned and I felt heavy blocks pushing their weight against it. I cleared the sleep off my eyes and stared around the room, expecting I would find him somewhere close by, but I didn't. I became worried. “Ben!” I called out his name but there was still no response. I stood up anxiously and headed into the bathroom to check if perhaps he'd be there, but I still didn't find him. My heart pounded hard in my chest. ‘Where could he be now? What the hell is going on?’ The fear of being abandoned seized me. I stepped out of the room hastily, as though chased by a monster and went to the next room, his study, to search for him. The study was empty and dumb. “Bernard!” My throaty voice pierce into thin air. “Where are you?”
Alice's POV Everything seemed to be happening so fast, but at least so perfectly. I wouldn't have believed it if I was told that I'd get married soon, and to Charles as I previously envisioned, but to my boss. That was the very best day of my life, when we stood there, radiantly breathtaking on the altar and exchanged marital vows. Walking down the aisle with Bernard was the best decision I have ever made and there is no going back. Here I am in our private hotel suite, designed for just the two of us, in the cuddle of his arms, while I reminisce about the activities of yesterday. From the church wedding, to the reception party and then to this very bed we slept, last night, it all replayed in my head. We went wild last night. Our clothes were still sprawled across the floor. I could remember almost vividly how he threw me to the bed and undressed me hungrily, like a prey he was ready to devour. He did so many other things to me, so many that I can't even remember. The only on
A month later, The church hall was tastefully decorated to suit the event of the day. Numerous guests from different walks of life sprawled over the place in their festive attires, wearing cheerful faces. The orchestra serenaded the congregation with soft melodious tones from their instruments. Cheerful indistinct chatters were heard around the hall, all set for the arrival of the bride. I waited patiently at the altar, in my custom made black suit and matching trousers, together with Davis, my best man, who was dressed similarly. I beamed with smiles, in anticipation of the bride. The clergyman also stood at the altar, ready to execute the ritual of exchange of marital vows between me and the love of my life. As if propelled by some telepathic instigation, Alice showed up as expected, with a bouquet of white roses in her hand. She was putting on a sparkling white satin dress that was tailored perfect to fit her figure and accentuate her curves. Her skin glowed brightly, as she w
Two weeks later. "This has to be perfect for Alice. Are you sure I'm doing it all right?" I asked Davis, pacing around with the ring box with me. He shook his head in approval. "You're going to do just fine Ben, don't bother about it." Davis assured me and I heaved a sigh. “The truth is, I plan on proposing to Alice tonight, I really hope she says yes. I mean she can't possibly say no? Right? We've been together for a couple of months now and Alice has been the best thing that ever happened to me. I love her to bits, and she loves me too, and I think this is the big next, final step for us.” "Hey! Man up! She's here already." Davis said to me and I felt my heart skip a beat. "Do not mess this up, dude!" Davis warned and I nodded sheepishly, nervousness taking over my system immediately. I watched from the corner, as my dear Alice smiled in happiness, in respect of the surprise party thrown in her honour, she radiated in happiness. I'm enthralled with her beauty. There
Bernard's POV Would I say I was nervous? Or was it just a regular tingling feeling one has when on a date with a woman one has formerly known? Whatever the case may be, that was exactly how I felt right now. She sat graciously opposite me, beaming with enticing smiles that I couldn't resist. I tried smiling back, but each time I did, I ended up blushing openly. It was a dinner date in my personal suite in the hotel. She was putting on a short red sexy dress, with a lowered neckline, exposing a little of her cleavage and high stiletto heels, that she would easily pass for a lady of the night in. Her red tinted lips and mascara that made her eyelashes more prominent further attested to that. Her skin glowed brightly, even in the dimly lit lounge. We had barely started to enjoy each other's company, when the waiter arrived with the menu. “What would you like us to have for dinner?” I asked her, in anticipation. “Cheese sandwich with some grilled chicken,” she answered. I smiled wi
“Charles!” I yelled on top of my lungs, exasperated at the activity going on in my very presence.Charles was making out with another woman, who moaned so loudly and irritatingly, feeling the entire room with their sounds. Their ripped off clothes sprawled across the floor, giving more details to what was going on.“So, you could do this to me?” I shook my head slowly in regret.Hot tears welled in my eyes while I stared disdainfully at him. My expression saddened at the bitter taste of a painful betrayal. Charles didn't utter a word. He only ignored me and continued with what he was doing, in my presence.“Can you be so shameless? This is all you could think of, huh?” I flared up angrily, watching as the two lovers made love in my presence.Only then did he pause and glare at me, still clutching onto the woman beneath him.“Look Alice, I'm having a great time right now. I'm tired of you. So tired that you've become an obligation to me. I'd appreciate it if you leave,” His words shat
Alice's POVResigning from work wasn't as easy as it sounded. I've always threatened my boss about resigning from his company, to get a job elsewhere, but I never meant it. Who could have sorted my unending bills, if I had had meant it in the real sense? Did he think I was willing to leave so soon?As I heard about his release, after serving his one month jail terms, I assumed it was a perfect opportunity to follow my heart, and not my head. The wrapped paper in the light brown sealed envelope was already seated on his desk, awaiting his approval. I also noticed that I wasn't the only one following this course, others did too. I smiled satisfactorily, thinking about how our boss was going to react. I was unaware that Mr Bernard had other plans until I found him in my office, kneeling down to plead with me to forgive him. That moment was one of the very best since I stepped into his company. I suspected something fishy, but I decided not to show it, granted that he was remorseful.“I
I walked briskly along the hallway and incidentally found Alice coming towards my direction. The devastation on my face transformed suddenly to a smile, as my eyes met hers. She seemed to have just walked out of her office. She stopped in her tracks as soon as she noticed I was coming. “You need to sign a document urgently,” Alice said, looking at me with a straight face. I stared at her intently as though finding it difficult to fathom the meaning of the message. My mind wasn't really interested in what she said, but her. “What document are you talking about?” I asked for clarity, as though I had an idea what she was talking about. “The Simpsons, they asked for your approval on an upcoming project,” she replied, leading the way back to her office. I followed her from behind, secretly admiring her well-rounded ass as she walked. A playful smirk played on my lips. We got into her office and she handed me the papers, still standing close to her desk. I sat down next to her an