Chapter 41
"You got a beautiful granddaughter granny, how much in bride prize should I prepare" uttered the owner of the bottle store where Anable had granny buy her beers.
"She is very expensive; can't you see the car she is driving" boastfully uttered granny as she sipped her black label passionately.
"So, granny you think I can't manage to take care of her?" he said as he flaunted some notes that were in his pocket.
"Yes! Unless you sell both your bottle store and the car just for the bride price" she said as she looked at Anable put her granny's Carling black labels together with her Smirnoff spins in a giant cooler box.
"If at all you were serious you could have started by buying her beer but I don't know why you men of today are so irresponsible, she has already seen that you got nothing to offer" she continued.
He could not respond as granny through his indulgence under a moving bus, Anable who had been listening to their conversation did not at all feel fazed. She had arrived in the afternoon and had taken her granny to spend the better part of her early hours in her granny's bedroom as she tried to console her. Upon her arrival, her granny who expected her arrival could not help but break into a touching sob as she opened painful wounds of the loss of her parents and how she missed them, let alone make her understand how her arrival with groceries had evoked fond memories of her parents whenever they came to visit her in Maritzburg.
"Don't cry, look Anna is also crying now" her younger sister had tried to console her.
Upon the unseen death of her parents, her granny had to summon her widowed young sister to come to stay with her for they share the commonality of losing husbands and were then no longer in a position to turn back the hands of matrimonial turn. At that particular juncture, Anable spoke to the owner of the bottle store who also owned a grocery shop a couple of meters away and she liked the manner in which her granny had sung praises of him as the one and only business owner who assisted her during her wanting times. They agreed that she would give her granny whatever she wanted in terms of groceries in lieu of her payment but never alcohol.
"Why not alcohol, she is a responsible drinker" he had inquired as she tried to lobby for her.
"Only on Friday and Saturday, 12 black labels on each day, let me pay in advance for the coming month," she said as she goes to her car where she came flaunting a brick on notes.
"I told you that you cannot afford to take care of my granddaughter, can't you see, she is a man herself" she boastfully uttered as she reached for her iPhone to calculate the actual value of the prepayment.
"We good to go, right?" she rhetorically inquired as she handed him just a drop in an ocean of the money she had at her disposal.
"Thanks a lot, I've never seen such an advanced thinker like you," he said passionately as he threw a seductive eye at her.
"So, when are you leaving for the big city?" he asked curiously.
"Tomorrow by midday I would have hit the road" she confidently replied as she looked at him back and equally boldly.
"Perfect, would you mind if can come and check you before, if you don't mind, tonight" he seductively insinuated passion through speech and body language.
"I hope it ain't about love because if that's the case, it's a bold NO" she bluntly said before opening her car door.
"Let's go granny" she shouted at her granny who was then flaunting and adding to her mileage to the customers who were curious to know more about Anable.
"We'll meet sir, like I said, you can come but observe dos and don'ts otherwise I'll spit in your face" she indulgently said as she started her Land Rover.
As she drove to her granny's residence which was not so far away from the shopping centre, she investigated more about the bar owner whose confidence and appearance, let alone the Land cruiser he parked had incited curiosity in her. As much as he had enjoyed quite a lot more Christmases than her, he had reminded her of how Trey got to have her in his sexual fold. She was happy to learn that he was a retired army colonel who had a numberer of valuable properties and businesses in and around Maritzburg. Given her win-win state of mind, there was no way her granny was ever going to complain about items that were sold in his shop going forward. In view of that, she thought of seducing him and the exploits had to start right away.
"Gardiner is one of the strongest and most respected people here. He has just built what stands out to be the biggest house in Maritzburg thus far. It's sad that he lost his wife to cancer a year ago but that did not make him lose hope about life either" her granny said as they turned into the street along which her flat roof property was.
Back in the big city, Bridget who had the billionaire rich kid all to himself was then giving him a sexual time to remember. Her sexing was absolutely in a class of its own as she rode his cock maddeningly. She moved her appetizing booty up and down with his dick complementing her epic drills with a tantalizing inside-out movement.
"I'm feeling your intimate prowess, Bridget," Trey said as he salivated at her stretch-marked booty.
"My pussy is exclusively for you darling," she said as she jiggly danced wildly on his cock.
Bridget was, without a shadow of a doubt, a sex machine deluxe. He had seen them twerk and dance for him but not in the manner she did it. As much as Anable was irreplaceable, he then felt that she was substitutable. Bridget, who had appeared from the blues, had just proven to be a grand sex competitor for Anable to lurk complacently in a comfort zone. Was that the chronicling of a phase of conflicting thoughts as roller-coaster imaginations incite juxtapositions?