Chapter 25
He blew the horn of his Lexus in frustration at the dragging driver of a BMW X5 who was in front of him. As he overtook, he realized that the fellow was giving him a middle finger. He opened his window before giving that vindictive nonverbal cue to him.
"Fuck your mom" he accompanied that with a yell before speeding off into invisibility.
As much as she had felt a gratifying sense of retaliation to the provocation of Sam's wife, Anable felt humiliated and belittled. It had not been a good day for her as that had come as an aggravation of the pussy pains she then felt. She had felt exhilarated when Trey decided to abort intercourse but she then felt guilty for having to induce his sudden departure. He had left at night before but under very rare circumstances and it had been quite a while since that happened.
"Oh, you back, I thought the billionaire kid has been kidnapped," she said as he entered the crib
"Over my dead body," he responded.
"Never say never darling," she said as she indulgently downed a beer. She had 12 savanna beers and had just opened one of the ice-cold six-packs.
Before he sat down to join her, his phone rang. The topic that his father had introduced did not at all make him comfortable as he was not prepared to have his girlfriend officially known.
"I'm told you are cohabitating these days, let's hope it's not one of those gold-digging sluts masquerading as a decent girl to hoodwink you into their corner, be careful" he accompanied his concern with a warning.
He could see that what his bally had said during their audible conversation had not sat down well with Anable. He blamed himself for putting his handset on a louder speaker. As much as he tried to arrest the situation by reverting to private audio, she had already captured the obnoxious utterances. In her, he had pictured a good girl in need of love, support, and care which he had managed to deliver to the optimal level, little did he know that there was more than what the eye could capture. As much as she had a lot of cats in her closet just like him, she knew very well that he was the one whom she could count on as far as any progressive future was concerned. However, his dad's utterances were a rude awakening call for both of them to watch their steps when he touched down in a week. It hit her harder when he warned him of falling prey to tricky and her latest blue movie skits which she was then licking wounds from had been alluded to and that made her feel so absurd and petty.
"It seems your dad is very possessive of you Trey" she broke the silence that had ensued for a while after the call from the United Kingdom.
"He did not even as anything there, he is more than a preacher," he said as he hugged her to make her feel covered.
"But as they say, barking dogs seldom bite" he continued as he poured his viceroy into a glass.
"What if they reject me? They seem to be the ones who'll be calling the shots" she feared for the worse.
"No need to worry, hey got a lot of stuff to deal with to poke their noses deep into our affair," he said in a bid to reassure her.
Out of the real estate stakes, his dad had appointed a powerful team of trustees to handle business such that Trey had no direct access yet to what his grandfather left him as an inheritance. He had since observed that he had a knack for impulse buying growing up and that had made him put some stringent measures to protect himself. He wanted him to use one of his exquisite rented houses as accommodation but Trey had preferred to rent a smaller apartment that he would pay with a quarter of the money coming from it. His father had liked the news that he had since bought three big brand vehicles out of his money-spinning ventures, little did he know that he was involved in the city's most sophisticated and dirty businesses, let alone no longer that fearful and straightforward boy he had groomed. Life alone with access to money had propelled him to dizzy heights in terms of black-market dealings in the city and was then one of the most sought-after local dealers by foreign syndicates.
If there was a person who then felt more uncomfortable over the looming visit, then it was him. His errands were prone to suffer a great deal because he would have to be very smart to ensure that he strikes a balance between their gratification and having to chauffer his bossy parents around. His dad was the kind of person who took no for an answer, let alone very unpredictable in terms of his actions. Her reserved mom was that kind of woman who liked driving herself and often wanted to have her stuff done in time. Anable would be meeting them for the first time from what their conversation had suggested and that meant being on her best behavior.
As they sat down on their respective drinks, she pictured her own mom trying so hard to be at her stretched best whenever her granny visited. She could recall how she complained in private about having to do tasks that were out of the ordinary whenever she visited their home. Whilst pondering on that bygone experience, she could not believe her ears.
"Baby I'm horny," said Trey as he took off his pants to exhibit his erect long cock which was trembling in anticipation.
For a moment, she greatly feared pussy penetration but that was not exactly the case.
"I need a rewind of that action you produced before I went to buy my Viceroy" he mentioned what he wanted much to her relief.
She could not waste time but dash onto the angry dick with both hands for a sensual stroke. She gently led him to a sitting position on the couch as she adopted a seating position on the carpet to mesmerize him all the way to his grandfather's grave with her powerful oral sex. Sex is damn dirty but also very irresistible. The very same dick that had fucked two bitches in disguise of a Viceroy errand, was then deepthroated in her mouth.
"What an electric start?" he registered his pleasure as he teased her earlobe.