Chapter 28
His father's favorite concubine for whom he had purchased a house had messaged him to extend an invitation for dinner. She always kept in touch and he addressed her as a mom. Her mother had unleashed numerous fights against her but she had long given up such that by the time they moved to the United Kingdom she had made peace with the reality that, men were dogs. The fact that his father had made her a subject of openness before him made him treat her with some respectable dose of love and appreciation. He was totally against seeing her mother being cheated on but he had since understood that she was not just another side dish but a very special one. She also liked the fact that she had since grown in leaps and bounds as far as her career was concerned and was beginning to make serious socioeconomic strides of her own.
"I have known you as part and parcel of our family in some way ever since my primary school days," he said as they enjoy their dinner.
"Your new housemaid is a bomb, where is she from?" he inquired as he looked at her new housemaid invitingly walking away after bringing the requested drinks to the table.
"Your eyes are fast with ladies just like your father, Trey" she laughed his inquisition off.
She downed her hunter's gold whist Trey settled for his favorite Viceroy. He had informed Anable that he would be stuck in an errand and would probably make it home late and she had liked that for it gave her the audacity to have matters clarified. As much as he had personally mentioned to her of his cohabitation with Anable, they had not met and she liked it that way. She had her own biological child of Trey's age who was then studying for a Master's in Economics and she had never really bothered about his girlfriend and what they were up to. She did not believe in pocking her nose in children's love affairs.
"I'm not yet married; I must shuffle my love cards before picking the right one" he responded.
"But you got someone at home, isn't it" she said murmuringly.
"Let's not talk about that, lest we are heard" he responded in a whisper as he roved his eyes in the direction of the adjoined kitchen where she was monitoring her pancakes meant for morning breakfast.
He could notice that he had gotten her attention by the manner in which she continually flaunted her beautiful body before them. At that particular juncture, he talked to her in the kitchen as her father's concubine answered his dad's call. She had told him of the plan to invite him for dinner and he had loved it.
"My name is Brenda" she responded as she looked him in the eye confidently.
"Beautiful name! I'm Trey and I'm interested in you" he did not beat about the bush as he softly and lowly expressed his sensual feelings.
"Nice name too" she responded as she looked at him from head to toe in appreciation.
She could not believe that a man of his class would fall for a woman of her lower social status but it was neither strange nor new. Men, in their numbers and different classes, always found it difficult to resist her lure. She, therefore, knew it before any subjective compliments that she was ravishingly gorgeous to make light work of. As much as Trey felt jealous and intolerant of some of his father's extramarital affairs, he was pretty comfortable with Brenda's boss to feel at home, let alone divulge to her about whatever as long as it was not in connection with his dirty lone errands. He discovered that she had since walked from the vicinity which allowed him a chance to chat with Brenda on camera.
"Come on, you've just met me and the next thing, you love me! How could this be?" she responded confidently as she looked at him admiringly.
"I trust my instincts and they are the ones leading me. Ain't good at suppressing my feelings. Honestly, I find you cute and I really wanna be your man" he continued.
"That sounds sweet, I'll be going to my cottage shortly, you are welcome but just to tell your story and not for anything else, remember that, Anyway, let me finish what I'm doing first" she responded as she roved her sexy cat eyes.
He had not only fallen for her gorgeous body but the manner in which she moved it in a catwalk fashion. She was truly a youthful version of Naomi Campbell and he could not beat the feeling she had just engendered. The fixed and confident look from her cat eyes had also given him some encouragement.
"That will be lovely. Finish your chores then" he responded before going to the sitting room where his father's official concubine had just returned to.
"Hope you've been lucky; she is very smart critically minded. I feel I won't have her here for long because she inspires confidence in a lot of people" uttered his father's concubine as she shook her head at his swift and indulgent action.
"She has said I should follow her to her cottage after she is done with her work, that sounds like a subtle "YES" to me," he said as he picked up his glass of Viceroy.
"Let's hope so" she responded with little interest to venture more into the issue as was her nature.
The time had struck 8 o'clock and the irresistible maid had since gone to her cottage. He promised her father's concubine that he would not return to the main house hence the need to carry his alcohol with him.
"Good luck, but don't forget that there is someone waiting for you at home," she said as she closed the door behind him.
Upon being admitted into her cottage, he did not waste time but continued from where he had left. She had just taken a bath and looked invitingly fresh in her sexy yellow night outfit. He had sat right next to her and she had not exhibited any faint omen of discomfiture as her bold look clashed with his talking one. At that moment in time, some chemistry was in the air as they got up-close-and-personal. Flatteringly, she nodded to everything that he said confidently.
"You look and smell damn good" he continued as he held her hand passionately thereby inciting a promising smile on her beautiful face.