Chapter 35
"Is that suspicious dude I met descending on my way coming from you're here?" he asked inquisitively.
"Yes! He is one of my regular windfall dealers" she responded uncomfortably as he looked at him boldly.
"You ought to be very careful, there are a lot of rogues masquerading as clients. Talk of that, I've just lost valuable cocaine to such skits. One of my guys was shot by dudes who pitched up as clients, be very careful my dear? He cautioned her before splashing a juicy kiss.
They rowdily kissed for 3 minutes without letting go of each other. He enjoyed the tongue-twisting their lips got entangled in. As much as they had been gallivanting outside of their romantic circle, they mutually shared deep affection and chemistry.
"I really missed you," he said as he pressed her bosom against his chest.
"I miss you too baby" she responded as she looked her in the eye guiltily.
She felt bad about her recent cheating innuendos and only her head and chest could query the faithfulness that she then displayed outside. Unlike her, his father's acts had also transcended him as he felt it was a man's right to have as many women as he pleased so long the wisdom to play the cards right and the financial muscle to make sure that none of them was shortchanged. From his dad, he had also learned that it was never an excuse to fail because of women, and neither was it candid to overlook or neglect your core matrimonial setup because of the existence of other lovers out there. His time with him had made him come to understand that, life was all about inclusivity and striking balances. Be that as it may, he had never taught him to take to brothels, let alone push illicit substances for survival. If it were not for his over-ambition and self-taught misdemeanor, trading in cocaine, steroids, and opium could not have been a feature of his life. Would his touchdown engender restraint? If not, how was he going to account for those crisscrossing up and down he gets. up to on a daily to satisfy his serial errands?
"So, you said your aunts are also coming baby?" she asked rhetorically
"Yes, sweetheart, it's gonna be trickier than I had imagined," he said as he threw his inquisitive sight all over.
"Be ready for fire tonight" he said as he indicated to leave.
"Hope you won't be caught up in another night errand," she said flatteringly.
"As you know, I don't prefer night business but sometimes we have to understand that modern trends place emphasis on timelessness" he responded subtly.
He smacked her with another kiss that also realized an elongation as their playful tongues got it going on again.
"I gotta go now. As I said, expect fire tonight," he reiterated before closing the door behind him.
He had a long cock that hit her sensitive spots nicely but he had not that abnormal size to send shivers on her spine. She liked him that way. For her, a life partner was not defined by the size of his cock but the load in his wallet.
He had errands to handle at the airport such that he had to deliberately cut his father's call short that had gone for over 5 minutes to concentrate on driving.
"Will call you back dad, I'm on the freeway now" he lied so as to get off his hook.
"Do so as soon as possible because I need certain things done at the house before we land" he responded with an insinuation of pressure.
His father had played to his expectations. He wanted to make sure that the Centurion mission which they would use for their brief stay was put in order and that meant having it furnished to his liking by the end of the day tomorrow. The pestering had just begun. His bally was the kind of person who never took no for an answer, let alone very adamant and selfish to admit what others say if he had a different opinion. It was that imposing trait of him that boggled him.
"It's already hectic, but I'm not gonna be lame about it" he encouraged himself as he cruised in the direction of the airport.
An anonymous Asian deal counterpart who trafficked cocaine to him had just landed and he wanted to assist him with a fraudulent security bypass which he was then well-known for. For him, it was always about making sure it became a win-win situation. He got paid handsomely for the airport by-pass services, let alone have the audacity to have the illegal merchandise in his custody in lieu of distributions that he also manipulated. His racket included the biggest of dudes, the airport manager, the Police commissioner, and the CID boss. He had corrupted the system such that they were then more or less his babies.
"I said I can't be with you today, Sam! When will you get time to fuck your own wife?" she responded bitterly to Sam who had followed up his dropped phone call with a pushy SMS.
"He still thinks that I'm that naïve novice she used to manipulate back in the day, NOOOOOO! Doesn't have any clue that I'm now a millionaire to dance to cheap nagging from men who need to rest their women's pussies at my expense" she went on an indulgent soliloquy as she looked at her phone that was buzzing.
As she went through ads for properties selling in and around the city, she appreciated a penthouse that was going for a reachable price in Pretoria North. For the very first time in her life, she could be a proud owner of a property bought with her own cash, yes! Own pussy, to be specific. She had a lot of alibis to attach to her millions and she had to work on that right away. The best of them all could be a controversial million-dollar trust fund that had to be attached to her late parents' staggering debt and had since been lost. Trey had been told of the appeal plans and she had not talked about it ever since. Given those dynamics, she then felt like colluding with the lawyer to come up with a ghostly appeal verdict in her favor as a validation for her pussy millions. Was that not smart? If so, was the lawyer not going to hold her to ransom? If so, was it not going to require her to put the very same pussy on the line so as to appease him?