Okay, I'll make you understand.
Do you see how she was dressed with her cleavage showing? Look at the makeup on her face, lo.....
"Cmon babe" He pulled her back closer to himself.
"There is absolutely nothing wrong with how she's dressed and nobody can ever take me away from you. So just stop talking already and kiss me" He said softly.
She reluctantly threw her hands around his neck and kissed him deeply and just when things were getting deeper, Dickson barged in on them.
Kingsley gently throw his head back on his chair staring at the person that just walked in carefully.
Meanwhile, without Kingsley's notice, Irys was suddenly unstable and confused about what to do.
"It seems I interrupted something," Dickson said with a mischievous smile planted on his lips.
"Obviously," Kingsley said.
Well, I'm sorry about that. I needed to see you for something very important but I will have to come back.....
"It's fine Dickson. You just go ahead. I need to be at the office too. Just remembered I have a meeting in the next an hour" Irys said with an unusual calmness.
Babe, you just got...
"Don't worry baby. I'll see you at home later" She gave him a light kiss on his lips and stood up from his lap.
"Okay, babe. Do take care of yourself" he said.
"Alright, babe," She said and left the office.
Dickson gave an obvious smirk before facing his brother again.
What is it? Kingsley asked.
He grabbed a chair and began to discuss the outcome of some business meetings he attended and that which needed his attention.
30 minutes later,
Dickson got a text and gave a wicked grin before turning to his brother "I'll be leaving the office earlier today. Kindly reach out to me if you need me or you can let my secretary do that" Dickson said calmly and Kingsley could see through him that something is going on with him but he decided not to ask besides he's a man.
"Alright," Kingsley said and watched him leave his office.
By 4 pm, Dickson left the office and drove to house 10, Maryland streets. He allowed the evening sun setting out to grace his skin. He was wearing a causal fit looking so hot and sexy.
*Door Bell rings*
"Hey, come in," Irys said the moment she opened her door for him.
He walked majestically inside the house with his hands in his pocket. He leaned his back on the wall close to the door the moment he stepped in.
He didn't say a word but he just kept staring at her through the transparent skimpy dress she was wearing. All her nipples and the g-string pants she was wearing were all crystal clear.
Dickson, after taking a good look at her, diverted his attention back to her face.
"Uhmmm..." She clears her throat.
Do you mind sitting down? She asked calmly but he still didn't say a word nor move.
"Okay," She nodded her head knowing full well that this young man is not like Kingsley.
"Dickson, I'm truly sorry. It's not what you think" She explained but Dickson kept staring at her.
"He was a friend. I mean a colleague and we were just having fun. Nothing more" she lied
"You were having fun" He smiled.
Dickson...
"I'm tired of hearing you talk, Irys. I own that bar and I've seen how you parade yourself with different men each time I'm there. So don't you dare lie to my face " He said with disgust.
Irys was suddenly short of words. She couldn't believe what she just heard.
"Yeah, I expected that. You should be shocked because you never knew the guy you hated so much will own the place you carry out your dirty works" His voice was suddenly accelerating in anger.
"I'm sorry, Dick," She said softly.
"Don't you ever call me that again" he said with a firm voice but instead, she walked close to where he was standing and wrapped her hands around his waist.
"Cmon Dick, for old time sake," She said with a hypnotizing and seductive voice with her lips just an inch away from his ears but Dickson didn't bulge. He still maintained his position and calmness.
Or, do you want this? she moved his hands from his pocket and rubbed her boobs down to her p***y with it in slow motion.
"I know you want to be inside of me right now. I'm aware of how you've always looked at me Dick, each time you see me with your brother" She kept on seducing him but Dickson only gave a soft smile and pulled her closer causing her to give out a soft moan.
He bent over and whisper into her ears " You disgust me" with a straight face.
She laughed out like a lady who has suddenly gone crazy.
So what now? Do you want to tell your brother about me? Go ahead" She said folding her arms.
"Don't test me, Irys" Dickson said
Go ahead, Dickson. I'm sure your big brother who cherishes you so much doesn't even know you've fucked her fiancee before. Or Does he? She asked.
Dickson went quiet.
Oh, I thought as much. Now you see, we're even but if you still insist you want to go ahead, then get ready because you're going through that lane with me. I will tell him and whoever cares to know how you've always moaned and yearn for my p***y" She said.
"Wow, I never knew you were sick too," Dickson said.
Oh well, you once fucked a sick person's p***y nigga" she yelled.
"That was fucking in the past even before you met Kings" He yelled at her.
No no no..... You fucked me twice when Kingsley and I just started dating. Do you remember? In his bedroom? In your fucking car as well? Do you?
Fuck, you Jezebel..so you're threatening me now? he asked
"I'm not my dear. All you have to do is stay mute about this and you get to keep enjoying the bond you've shared with your brother. That's all" she said with pride.
"Kingsley doesn't deserve a whore like you," Dickson said with so much anger.
"Well, he has me already and I'm going nowhere baby. So get familiar with it" She gave a wicked grin and sat on one of her couches.
"Why are you doing this to him? What do you want? For goodness sake this man loves you and cares for your miserable self" Dickson said.
It's simple. I want more orgasms like you give me and since I can't get that from you anymore, I decided to go out there and get it. Don't get me wrong, your brother is one hell of a rider but, I can't get enough of that thing" she said using her eyes to seize his P***s.
"You're a slut. A dirty slut" Dickson coursed.
"I know" She smiled.
"This isn't the end, Irys" He said and left angrily because if he stays a minute more, he will commit murder.