At that point, all his right fingers had gone in and out of her in quick succession, and he kissed and sucked. Then, she began to unbutton his shirt after he had pulled off his jacket.
“What do I expect?” She whispered as she unbuttoned his shirt.
“Though spontaneous, I will make it adventurous and a memorable one for us.”
She smiled, pulled off his shirt, and went into action. Lorene discovered that she was a beginner in sex experience when compared to the sampler before her. She panted and sweated after they climaxed.
“I have never had it like this before,” she pointed out.
Stephen, who was lying beside her on the couch, gave her a peck and asked, “Did I live up to my promise?”
She turned her head towards him and said, “Yes, dear. You did.”
(Kiss, Kiss)
They had their lunch and continued their love escapades until the next morning. They dressed up and Lorene gave him a ride out.
(Kiss, kiss)
“I love you, my Queen,” he said and slighted.
“I love you, too. See you later.”
She went to work like a fulfilled hunter who had poached away an animal from a fellow hunter.
Friday Morning At the Underground.
Stephen returned very excited. A few days ago, he visited Arthur to ask for his permission to marry Nichole; in return, he treated him with disdain, and his children beat him up.
‘See how fate had smiled on me. Though she is not as pretty as Nichole, she is hot in bed. I think we are compatible, and she is the right partner. This weekend will be the best weekend I have ever experienced,’ he mulled over as he prepared to return to her house for a weekend blast.
Jude, who had not had any meal since he left because the restaurant would not serve him food without his approval, greeted him, “Good morning, Boss. I hope you slept well?”
“Good morning,” Stephen responded casually without sparing him a glance.
To Jude, slighting him was more painful than starving.
‘Where will I go from here? If I asked him for my pay, he would threaten to hand me over to the authorities. If I decide to leave him, he will expose me,’ Jude thought and concealed his sorrow from Stephen.
He waited patiently for what he would do next. At that point, he remembered the prayer his late parents taught him when he was younger.
(I will lift my eyes unto the hills. Where will my help come from? My help will come from the Lord, who made the heaven and the earth.)
He muttered the prayer silently as he waited for the unknown.
At The Government Hospital.
Lorene got to work that morning and saw Arthur driving in with his jalopy. She was so bitter to be behind such uninteresting people. When he stopped at the gate to collect his tally, Lorene was infuriated and felt like kicking them out of the gate.
‘Everything about Mrs. Bailey is so disgusting. Ugly duckling with an ancient car. I cannot even look in his direction, let alone sleep on the same bed with him,’ she murmured.
After they drove in, she collected her tally and drove in too. Arthur drove to the vestibule as usual and parked. She parked her car in the staff car park and walked to her office, lifting her nose in the air and superciliously responding to her colleague’s greetings. She did not mind telling everyone who cared to hear that Mr. Bailey, the President of the Bailey International Conglomerates, spent the night in her house.
Furthermore, she walked with the gait of the First Lady of the Bailey family. Before she got to her office, she walked through the vestibule just to cast a hard look at the bucket of bolts before moving on to Evelyn’s office.
Now, Evelyn was about to leave her office when her door suddenly opened, and Lorene walked in happily.
Evelyn opened her mouth as she gaped at her in surprise and asked, “Girl, you look different. Did you catch a sleep at all?”
Lorene laughed heartily and announced, “Sleep? Why should we? There was no time for that. It was an all-night blast.”
“Wow! So, finally, you will be the First Lady of the Bailey family?”
“It is very certain. He looked younger than I thought.”
“Really. I am thrilled for you.”
“Thank you.”
“So, where is the video of your first meeting? I would love to give it to Mrs. Bailey by myself.”
Then, Lorene suddenly remembered her promise and explained, “Oh! We were carried away and I could not think of the simpleton.”
They laughed with glee and Evelyn continued, “I can understand, but you need to show your appreciation to Mrs. Bailey. Let’s go to her office.”
“Is there any need for that? I don’t think it is necessary.”
“It is. For calling us hawks and poachers, we have to rub her nose in it.”
“You are right,” she obliged.
At Nichole’s Office
They left Evelyn’s office at once and met her walking towards her office after she bade her husband goodbye.
“Good morning, Mrs. Bailey. Good to see you,” they greeted her simultaneously.
With her face void of expression, she responded, “Good morning.”
At that moment, she was at her door and tried to open it while they stood by, smiling cynically and watching her. Finally, she opened her office and they walked in with her.
Then, Evelyn spoke, “Mrs. Bailey, we have come to appreciate you for releasing Mr. Bailey’s contact to us. You did the right thing.”
Now, Lorene supported Evelyn’s claim by saying, “Yes, that was thoughtful of you, Mrs. Bailey, especially when you could not get him to marry you. A prudish woman like you cannot withstand his high sex drive.”
Likewise, Evelyn feigned ignorance and asked while Nichole was busy arranging her stuff on her desk and pretending that she was not interested in their discussion.
“Really? Does he have a high sex drive?”
“Yes. He does,” she answered boldly.
“Oh! How did you know?”
“I knew because the moment he got into my apartment, he grabbed me, and we started digging it from the couch to the table and ended up on the bed. As you can see, I did not catch any sleep until he left this morning.”
They laughed raucously while Nichole laughed, too, as a way of playing along and strengthening things out for them.
“That is good to know. I wish I could see the video,” she said.
“Oh, my God! I never knew that you be interested. I would have recorded our first night,” she explained.
“Nevertheless mind. As you can see, I was right when I said he needed a woman like you,” she informed her.
“Yes. You are a smart lady.”
“Sure. Was he happy with you?” She asked her with fake concern.
“Which man will not be happy with her? Evelyn asked.
Lorene turned around and displayed her butt before she answered her, “I made him moan in satisfaction and was happy to meet me and not you.”
“Really?”
“Yes, You know where you belong. You need an ugly old duckling who would get tired after one minute.”