The sleek Toyota v8 pulled up by the entrance of this ethereal antique mansion, with exquisite lighting on thee manicured lawns and bushels. It was a stately home, as if royalty resided in there. In as much as it was located in Nairobi, the air was crispy clean. Refreshing to the lungs. There were trees surrounding the estate and one could hardly hear traffic. It was serene.
'You can alight and knock on the door now...' The beefed up bouncer on the car's wheel croaked intimidatingly to Jacob on the co-driver's sit; his eyes forever on the car's windshield. He simply had to oblige. There was something about his mettle. His thick arms seemed like they could knock you out with one blow. He alighted, still reeling from the trauma in the past two hours. This was a different world altogether, not the slams he was used to. Where apartment blocks were so crowded it looked like a carpenter's shop selling wardrobes. Here, the immediate neighbor was miles on end and a single house was so big it could host five tenants with their families back in the Eastlands.
You've just jumped from the frying pan to the fire; umewekwa ndani Sa sai unakidnapiwa jo, napelekwa Dubai aki ya nani... human trafficking.
Fuck! I hate body builders with their intimidating muscles!
Finish up quickly and get back to grab some sleep coz you have to go to work tomorrow, you are excessively broke young man. Just pray this is not a kidnapping.
He cursed. Walking toward the mansion's double doors. He walked aggressively, embodying the rage that had been boiling him up since the arrest. The cold bit hard. It was unforgiving. It was 11pm. The left door opened as he was approaching and he slowed down when he noticed Margaret leaning on the side; she was adorned in a see through night gown. Her lingerie exquisite with a smirk on her face not breaking eye contact with Jacob.
Even the Kadarshians weren't this hot in their early thirties.
Jacob could feel the heat; lust and hate mixing. She got him brutally arrested instead of simply calling for him to pick her up from the hotel.
Who does that!?
Bitch!
She's still hot dude! You'd kill for her.
Then the mad chihuahua started barking angrily at Jacob. He thought he was the angry one but the way the dog snarled at him growling made him realize the intensity of his heartbeat. He was already sweating. His eyes locked on the dog's, his legs transfixed on the ground, cold beads of sweat forming on his head.
'You won...!' Jacob clapped sarcastically until he was a foot away from Margaret. Assuming the little dog's growling and barking.
'Congratulations !' He was now a few feet away from her.
She was too old for Jacob according to societal standards, about ten years apart.
Fuck society , am the queen! She rationalized,
'I was jus just playing along... Wasn't it a game!?'she also replied sarcastically. Moving even closer to Jacob. So much they could feel each others breaths on their faces, and they loved it.
'Ow it's like that now?'
'Like what?'
'Forget it! Am leaving, I have to work tomorrow...'
'Jacob wait... I was angry too!' Margaret pulled him back towards him, there bodies against each other, as if a magnetic force couldn't let them apart. 'At least let me give you a ride back home, it's raining my goodness.' She could feel his dick getting hard. Pressing on her crotch. She became moist in her panties. To break the awkward silence, she started walking away.
He followed her to the car park downstairs, drinking in every moment the see through gown could allow; his heartbeat going faster. He didn't care about all the misery he'd just been put through. All he cared about was pulling her close to him, so he could feel every inch of her body against his. Once they got to the car, he did.
***
'Aaaaaaahhhh...' a soft moan escaped her mouth as Jacob's dick started splitting its way past her pussy lips, she was in control, slowly sitting on his bone, allowing it to glide inside, her pussy walls holding on tightly to his dick.
'Right there...' she moaned some more as she started going in circles on it, her juices giving in to erotic noises from their banging. She spelled the word coconut with her hips, his dick forever in her pussy.
Her Range Rover's windows were tinted, the back sit provided them ample room and the soulful music kept them going. She now held his neck, her head leaned back in the air allowing her hair fall and her firm and full breasts sticking out for Jacob's lips to suck on. Noticing how she liked it hard, he started squeezing her left breast, sucking hard on the right nipple.
'Why don't we take this back inside the house?' She retorted in a moan as she pulled Jacob's dick off her pussy, then alighted the car leaving him dazzled on the seat.