"Stop it Vicky! What has come over you? What is wrong with you?" she reprimanded herself. No matter what she did she could not take her mind of the fantasies she had been having. All through last night up to this moment Vicky was not herself. She was getting spasms of feelings that she had never experienced before. She was in real need of a man, she desired to be with a man, and not just any other but one whom her heart loves. She had fantasized the whole night what such an opportunity would mean to her. She had lain on her bed and started thinking of the ideal man she wished to have. In her mind this image came up of a young, tall guy.
He was of a slightly dark skin complexion, with crescent shaped eyes firmly fixed in their sockets. His gaze was bright and carried a warmth with it. Whenever he looks it is as if he is smiling. As he smiled, the lips gently moved sideways and he revealed a gap in between his front teeth. "Awww!" she was wiped of her feet be sheer pleasure of just looking at him. His danced as she looked at him. Then he winked his right eye slightly. This act drove her crazy and she felt like running to him. She did, actually run to him.
He reached his broad strong chest. She saw the outline of his muscles and the tight t-shirt he was wearing. As he breathed and his chest heaved her chest also heaved, involuntarily, out of looking at him. She wanted to lie on that big chest, she wanted to know how it felt to be held in an embrace by him. She felt like she would lie there and hold him tight, not letting go of him at any moment. She would raise her head while she rested on his chest, and look upwards at his face. She would see the big lips which appeared to be full with sweetness.
The guy would prepare his lips to kiss her. He would look at her with his wet lips slightly parting as he lowered his head towards her. Vicky would open hers already, as she did now, though she was not aware that she was opening them. Then she would close her eyes and wait for the other pairs to land on hers. She would be prepared to receive him into his mouth and roll her tongue for him until he felt chewed. As they kiss he would feel his hands behind her ears and down her backside to the bottoms. She would be drawn closer to him and press her breasts tightly against his chest, inviting him over her nipples.
Vicky had her eyes closed all this while as she played in her mind these mind-blowing experience. She was seated in the sitting room all alone as Caroline had taken Hilkah to a barber shop in the market. That afternoon Caroline planned to take her younger brother to their grandparents, so she had to ensure that he looked his best. Vicky was left all alone at home to do the morning chores and do any other stuff she desired for she was a grown up and had her own plans. However, Vicky rarely went out but spent most of her time indoors. Whenever she left was most probably with Caroline on Caroline's initiative.
As she sat there on the coach, eyes closed and fantasizing, Nick came by the door. It was of partly glass panes and partly made of metallic frames and sheets. From the outside, Nick could see Vicky clearly. She too would have seen him had she not been so engrossed in her fantasies. Nick knocked, there was no response. He called out for her name but still no one responded. He looked at Vicky who was making some strange voices and her body twisting in a manner he did not expect to see. He felt like turning the other side but something told him to keep looking. He saw how she heaved her chest upwards and her sharp breasts stood in the air, rigid and pointed. She was lying on the sofa set, her back on the armrest of the coach and her legs spread slightly apart.
She lightly lifted up her back as she heaved, all these being accompanied by a romantic mourning sound from her. Then she was like kissing an imaginary person, her lips opening up into the air. This is when Nick knew what was happening and he quickly turned away to go. As he turned he knocked down a bucket that was besides the flower garden near the entrance. This jolted Vicky to her returned her to reality. She looked out and saw Nick bending to pick up the fallen basket. She quickly stood up and ran to the door.
Opening it, she called, "Hey Nick! What's up? Welcome!" Nick stopped in his tracks and pretended not to be intending to slip away silently. He slowly came back to the door which Vicky was holding open for him. She could also be seen looking embarrassed as it occurred to her that Nick might have seen her in her fantasies. She searched his eyes to see if they told her anything then she noticed that he was uncomfortably trying to gaze at her yet his eyes was fixed on a particular spot on her. Not on her face or waist or legs, but on her chest. Vicky followed his eyes and immediately realized one big mistake she had made.
In her sudden rise from the seat where she had been lying fantasizing, her blouse had moved the wrong way and her entire left teat was exposed outside the light t-shirt. Being rigid and pointed it was too conspicuous even to a passer-by. It was this that made Nick so uncomfortable for he had seen what he was not supposed to see, but would like to see. This was a fact for every man. No matter how loyal and committed to your partner, your reflex actions and instincts would always direct you to look at a beautiful woman wherever she passed. The most irresistible part being seeing a woman's nakedness, whether it be a thigh or a breast.
Vicky realized her mistake and quickly adjusted her cloth to send the lump back into its hiding spot. She went red all over her face. Her eyes bulged out as it normally does when under strong emotions either of delight, shock, surprise or embarrassment as at now.
"Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed as she made her cloth, "I am sorry Nick. I didn't mean it, I swear," she quickly apologized to him.
"Ah no problem Vicky!" he reassured her, "It was nothing really!" he said.
"Really?" Vicky sighed a relief as she noted that Nick was serious and she regained some composure.
"Please sit down," she offered, "Can I offer you coffee?" she invited him
"Oh don't you worry. Water will just be enough." he said. Vicky disappeared for a while and when she emerged she was carrying a tray with two glasses on it. Then she went back for a jug. She came back with a nice glass jar filled with pineapple juice, freshly made from the fruits in the house.
"Please feel welcomed and let us enjoy this little juice together." Nick was appreciative, humble and outgoing. He accepted the invitation and took the juice together with Vicky on the table. Soon they engaged in many stories. They talked and laughed and were happy. Vicky was impressed by Nick. He seemed rich but yet always very humble. He was just as if in his home and did not feel unease because her boyfriend was not in.
He had asked Vicky where Caroline had gone. Vicky had told him where she had gone and he had agreed without disgruntling for anything. Now as they sat they told each stories and even made fun of each other. They did all these as they waited for Caroline, who was due to arrive at around that time. Nick made one joke in reference to Vicky. In her delight she picked an armrest pillow on the sofa and threw it over to Nick. It hit him on the nose and Vicky laughed so heartily. Just at that very moment, Belinda arrived and was about to enter when she heard Vicky's hearty laugh.
She stopped at her tracks and listened. She heard Vicky's voice again, and wondering, because she had never heard Vicky laugh so much any other time before that day, she decided to peek secretly through the glass windows. She saw the pillow falling off from Nick. She watched as Nick picked up a different pillow and throwing it at her.
"Oh you of one-sided hand, you won't even reach me with that throw!" Vicky said, with an aim of cheering him on.
"Oh we shall see about that." Nick threw the pillow and Vicky easily got out of its way, letting it fall far from him. This made her even happier and she rose up to pick the pillows. Nick also got up to try to defend himself, although he understood that this was just a game.
"No crime in trying out a children's game, is there?" he asked. "Come on you idiot, catch that!" Vicky said as she prepared to throw the pillow again to him, she hinted that she was going to use more strength in the mission ahead of hitting Nick on the face. Seeing this Nick ran to take the pillow from her. To a person watching from the outside, like what Belinda was doing, one could think that the two were actually in contact. Belinda saw that moment and her heart almost burst out of anger.
Stepping away, she said; "I knew it! I knew it!" he spoke up loudly now, "This is a rotten girl! Rotten to the core! The only thing she knows is to overturn other people's relationships and plan to snatch them for herself." She was walking away, feeling as though an acid had been poured into her stomach. She felt greatly disturbed and wished she had a way of reaching Caroline immediately. She wanted her to come immediately so that she could see for herself, what the person she highly respected and hosted in her home actually was. To see how her kindness was being repaid by a friend.
As she went round a bent behind some houses, close to two hundred meters away from where Caroline stayed, Belinda bumped into Hilkah and Caroline as they were coming.
"Oh Belinda! Where are you going? You seem to be coming from home?" Caroline asked.
"Yes, I was there but since you were not present I could not simply hang around," Belinda answered her with some hint of bitterness as well as sarcasm in her voice. Caroline stared at her, demanding through her eyes that Belinda should explain to her what she meant in plain language. Belinda pretended not to understand her so Vicky said;
"Why didn't you stay or were all the doors locked up?" she asked with firmness in her voice, "wasn't Vicky at home?" she asked?
"Ehee! Speaking of Vicky and remaining at home! Why did you decide to take somebody like her to live with her and even have the audacity to leave your house in her hands, why did you change?"
"What do you mean Belinda? Has Vicky done anything wrong that I should be concerned about" Caroline asked, her heart starting to pound inside her so loudly that you could hear.
"You just wait and see. Let me lead you back into the house, I have been there."
"Please, just give me a hint. So that I get to know what I will be dealing with in the next few minutes," she pleaded, feeling a nasty thing in her belly. Her stomach suddenly started rumbling like thunder when a heavy and stormy rain was approaching. In fact she started seeing darkness in her eyes yet it was still broad daylight.
"I don't want to put words into your mouth. I want you to see for yourself," Belinda insisted as she led the way back to Caroline's place. A disgruntled Caroline had no otherwise but to follow Belinda. After walking a short while, however, Caroline stopped walking.
"Belinda, I assure you that am not going a step further until you tell me what is going on." And she sat down to indicate that she meant every word she said. Belinda looked around and seeing no other option, decided to tell Caroline what was happening.
"I am really sorry Caroline my dear. I am very sorry to tell you that Vicky is going behind your back. I think she has something to do with your guy, Nick."
"What the hell are you talking about? Are you suggesting they are having an affair?" Caroline had shot up to her feet and now stood face to face with Belinda breathing fire.
"I am afraid, yes! They are having an affair." Belinda said with a finality in her voice.
"And what makes you sound so sure?" Caroline was already steaming charcoal red in her eyes, as she sought information from the messenger.
"Caroline. I have been to your house, and the two of them were there, all alone, on the sofa set. I saw them with my two eyes!" Belinda described to Caroline, who was receiving every word with the weight of a ten-pound sledge hammer, hitting her head.
Upon hearing that she decided that it was time she faced Vicky with the ruthlessness she deserved. She started walking very first, even leaving behind Belinda and the package she had been Carrying. Belinda picked it and followed her. Hilkah came in last.
As they walked, Caroline started reflecting on all the good things she shared with Vicky. All the assistances she had extended to her in her time of greatest need. Even on that very day, she had passed by the market and bought two identical dresses, one for her and the other for Vicky. She started regretting why she had been so quick to introduce her to almost all her friends.
What pained her most was that Nick was her first and only lover. She had devoted all her heart to him and would never betray him. But here comes a story that the man whom she loved so dearly was right now in bed in her very house, with her closest friend and confidant! How now!? What shall we do?
They reached the house, with as little sound as possible, in like manner opening the door into the sitting room. They looked around the sitting room. Everything was in order and very neat. There was no sign of people even having sat. Belinda was getting stunned, "No! They must be in here somewhere." With that they started looking into every corner of the house and in the bedrooms too. They found no one. There was water running in the bathroom, and when they went in to check, they found Vicky, naked, taking a bath!