Chapter 13
He frivolously blew his horn in frustration as the BMW in front of him kept dragging in obstruction. Upon the clearance of the parallel lane, he accompanied his frivolous overtaking with a deafening hooter and a talking eye as he flew past the lady who was behind the wheel of that tortoise-going fast car. At 60km/hr., she was just way below to justify his frustration but not his obscenities.
"Fuck you!" he also included that vulgarity in his concoction of dejection as he overtook.
"Some folks ain't got a clue about driving on freeways" he followed that up with a monologue as he kept pressing the accelerator of his Lexus SUV as if he was in the last lap of the Grand Prix.
With the time approaching 8 bells, the Pretoria roads were no longer as busy as they had been during the peak hour to allow for his speeding indulgence. The city lights made it all feasible as the use of lamps became just a waste of the battery energy if it were not mandatory under the traffic regulations to do so. He felt relieved when he eventually checked into Charmers court.
"There goes my baby" Anable said upon catching sight of Trey's Lexus entering the gate.
Despite her underground cheating skits, he was the kind of fellow that she would always miss. The handsome young billionaire was one of a kind when it came to the manner in which she made her feel. She often felt guilty about her unfaithful mannerism to an extent of vilifying herself but her greedy and dirty mind always won the battle. Whilst together, there had never been a scenario that made her feel suspicious when it came to cheating, little did she know that he had mastery in playing his dirty cards underground and right. At that particular juncture, she turned on the volume upon selecting his favourite Black-eyed-peas tune.
She welcomed him with a hug that concurrently went with a French kiss. He threw his black backpack to the couch without letting go of her sweet lips. For them, greeting had turned out to be nonverbal as kisses took precedence before words. She knew that he could give it to her the way she wanted but he was the kind of guy who was very strong in terms of keeping his dick coiled until the right time. She could not believe that his cock was standing like a gum pole at the very first moment they hugged. This was unprecedented as he was that kind of person who believed that sex was all in the mind and often discarded it when he had something bothering his mind without due consideration of her feelings although his denial was always diplomatic and candid.
"Your dick is vicious and daring, what the shit have you eaten honey?" she asked curiously as she grabbed it from the outside of his jean trousers.
"I'm in the mood night" he replied as he let go of their entanglement.
"I can feel it," she said as she walked towards the balcony to check on the variety of meats that she had put on the braai stand fire.
As the music blazed loudly, she turned her meats upside down before returning to the lounge where he had sat. Their balcony was small to his liking such that he rarely found himself there but that was the most convenient place for their braais which they often enjoyed in the house. She could not believe the angel before him. She was not only half-dressed to entice but she had done her hair in a way he had not seen before.
"You look appetizing like the meat I'm smelling, what's roasting behind?" he inquired as he stood up to smash her with a mouth-watering kiss.
They entangled each other to the little flat balcony for him to see the source of that salivating smell.
"Oh, my goodness! I'm in for a treat this evening, I really missed farm braai ores" he said as he reached for the poker to turn the meat.
What was on fire was definitely appetizing, talk of barbecued beef, marinaded chicken and the missed smoked farm braai ores all suffocating the stand as if there were five other people to share that plentiful meat.
"You're smelling damn good my love, you are still fresh as if you have just taken bath" she appreciated the good scent his sexy body exuded.
"But I still need to take a shower, let me just do it right away baby" he crookedly deviated from the subject.
As she videotaped his sex scene with the sexy coloured teenager, action had shifted to the bathroom and it all ended with a shower to replenish their sweaty bodies. The act of taking to the bathroom for a shower was merely a hoodwinking machination bent on keeping her suspicions at bay.
"Would you mind joining me sweetheart?" he said as he stroked her right breast teasingly.
"Let me recede the fire first, my meat is almost done," she said as she reached for the oven gloves and a poker.
"Let me help you, honey, I don't wanna see my darling burnt," he said as he grabbed the poker honey.
Their addiction to loud music was always the talk of the entire flat. Despite numerous complaints from their wall-sharing male neighbour, they had not backtracked on that. As they fucked in the shower, their HiFi played at the highest turn of the volume and that muffed the loud groans and screams that their frivolous sex engendered. With his pill-boosted vicious dick hitting her pussy cruelly, she could not help but scream to her late mama. Had their neighbour known that she was naturally noisy during sex, he could have exonerated them from what they branded violent loudness because he would not want to hear her scream and shout into their ears either.
"Mamaaaaaaa, you're killing me Trey" she creamed in enjoyment as he slammed her with passion and energy.
"Have it, baby, it's all yours" he said as he pounded her sweet pussy.
"This is candy darling; I can feel your cock banging my uterus" she registered her pleasure as he fucked mercilessly.
"Punish this pussy honey" she urged him on.
Despite her wild sex acts, he was never going to ejaculate fast as they did a heavy doggy. With the wall giving her leverage, she enjoyed the deep cock penetration that inclination supported and was not ready to abort that dick pleasure.