Chapter 39
Anable could not feel better than she then did. As she drove off the Chicken and chips outlet where she had just attended to her other forex runners, she relished prospects of big money after big money, privilege after privilege as her life turned out to be what nobody could have expected barely a year after her sad loss of both parents. As much as he had not felt comfortable on the outside, Trey's dad had made her feel great in a very special way. The departed outspoken and arrogant billionaire had not minced his words when it came to his expectation of someone who would be next to their son.
"I don't believe in choosing lovers for my son but I will never tolerate seeing him falling brothel sluts" he had said to both Trey and her wife nodding as they dinned together for the very time in their Centurion home.
In her all of his relatives had passed a vote of confidence based on what they saw, little had they ever imagined a situation whereby the trusted and loved would violate that trust via underground pornographic skits and strategic prostitution as she did under Trey's nose.
At that particular juncture, she sat on that very same table recalling the goings during their brief stay with a visualization of the consequences of her cheating. She could not help but blame it all on Sam for teaching her to do things vis false pretenses. Before the married goon's coercive innuendos, she was an innocent sexually reserved girl who used to spend most of her time behind her laptop without any thoughts of putting extra cash into her purse on top of the pocket money her parents gave her. Her instigated rebellion from morality escalated the moment Sam started giving her sums of money that by far exceeded what her deceased parents would give in breakdowns at one go. Ironically, the orchestra of her money-mongering was no longer rated among her providers and was then being served on the pretext of inflicting the first pussy cut which was not the deepest either.
"I love Trey deeply but I also need to swim in big money like him" she went on a monologue as she looked up at the ceiling of the lavish sitting room.
He had fucked Brenda and would return to spend the first night there but he had not made it clear as he cited the need to play the smartest of cards for the sake of avoiding raising Anable's eyebrows. With Brenda, there were absolutely no complaints as she relished the grandeur and comfort that came with the Charmers court apartment. Unlike her unmet nemesis, she was not born into a very rich family but her parents had tried their level best to bridge the disparities that existed between the rich and needy to an extent of familiarizing her with a mixed lifestyle. As much as she had the humility that did not match her ravishingly beautiful looks, she was not at all a stranger as far as a classy lifestyle was concerned as she visited her then USA-based uncle at his Sandton mansion which he had to sell to fund his relocation. She had been to the plushest of attractions, let alone flew together with the rest of his family more than once to be told of jetlag. She then relished the prospects of emulating him and for that, she was ready to kiss Trey's ass without thinking twice.
"He is truly the man of my aspirations" she went on a monologue as she scrubbed her back with a soft sponge.
At that particular juncture, Anable took a foam bath which saw her apply some vaginal salts to her fucked pussy. She had not felt under pressure as far as the restoration of pussy state since the lawyer's penis was not thicker and longer than Trey's underwear resident. However, the collusive intellectual had enough size in his pants to make kids and keep a woman gratifyingly happy in his bedroom. Not only that, his robust delivery techniques had the propensity to take any woman to an enchanted island of sexual pleasure thereby rendering any probable comparisons trivially a non-event.
"His damn sexy and charming" she went on a sentimental monologue as she looked back at her paperwork scandal.
He knew that Trey would unleash thunder in bed that night hence the need to be ahead of him. She liked the fact that they were to sleep in an upstairs bedroom of that mansion for the first. For the avoidance of shame and disrespect, they had refused to occupy one of the 4 upstairs bedrooms since that was tantamount to bumping into his parents in nightwear, if not hear their orgasm screams and vice versa. Above all, the coming of aunt Tilda and Hilda together with their twinned hubbies was a matter they had considered for they got to use the other two upstairs bedrooms with herself and Trey feeling content and comfortable in one of the basement spare bedrooms. She was not a stranger to balcony romance as their left Charmers court apartment also had it but for the very time, they had the audacity to do it without having to worry about passers-by as was the case before.
"I thought you would spend the first night upstairs with me baby" she responded to his unseen announcement that he would be handling some serious night errands.
"My Asian partners have jetted in, we gotta make money honey" he misleadingly lied as he slapped her appealing booty as she applied body cream.
As much as he had fucked Brenda moments ago, he then got instantly horny to get it going on with the sex-inviting Anable. The fact that she was already in her bedroom suit made it organically favorable for sex. He could not stand the lure of her bold oval boobs with firmly standing nipples as pushed the cream container away before falling onto the bed together with her. There was no way Anable could have wriggled out of that entanglement as he gave her absolutely no chance through wild foreplay. She could not tell how and when his naughty fingers had penetrated her unready pussy as he frivolously sucked her boobs. It takes two to tango, and as that famous law applied relationships provide Anable responded with her own dose of sexual seduction and then removed his clothes uncontrollably to do justice to her own horns that had pervaded the entire round wall of her salted vagina. Their blistering 5 minutes of electric romance had readied all their sexual arsenal and were both ready for an erotic assault.
"Fuck me now baby, my pussy is wet and ready" she tremblingly clamored for his erect and fermenting cock which she had since incarcerated in her grippy right palm with a burning passion.