Headley waited until Chris left for work every day before he would rake the leaves near Tanya's kitchen. Whether by coincidence she would delay whatever she had to do in the morning, just to chit chat with Headley Big.
"Tanya, I think the business plan that you shared with me was well put together and very realistic. Who assisted you to compile such a professional document?" Headley asked.
"Hah, you have doubts about my abilities Mr Big?" Tanya asked in jest.
"I put it together myself after watching a few videos online. I think the practical knowledge of my business helped me a lot. Gee thanks Headley. For a while I started to second guess myself, but thanks for the vote of confidence," Tanya replied.
"Why did you doubt yourself Tanya? You're an intelligent educated woman.," Headley said confidently.
"Mr. Big, what if I told you that I never finished high school, would you believe me?" Tanya asked holding down her head.
"Nah, you would be lying, I've listened to you speak and with that level of intellect, you could be in Gordon House or in a big position somewhere. You really didn't finish school Tanya?"
"Bwoy oh bwoy, life happened Mr. B, life. However, I am making the best of it, I've been thinking of going back to school, but with twins in university, how would it look for their mother to be sitting CSEC examinations?"
Mr. Big laughed.
"I used to be a teacher and I could assist you, all we have to do is brush off the rust and be selective about the subjects that you would need for an online degree and you wouldn't have to set foot in a classroom. It could be our little secret."
Tanya disappeared from the window and Headley wondered if he said something wrong. Moments later Tanya appeared in a midriff blouse and cutoff shorts with the pockets hanging below the frilly ends of the garment. She ran bare feet and hugged Mr. Big with a smile that showed her perfect white teeth.
"Oh, God, I've been thinking, but I was afraid to say it to anyone," Tanya said as her lips brushed Mr. Big's ears, sending strange sensations through his body.
His body trembled as he felt the warmth of the chocolate-colored quarter browning. Her almost plump body filled his arms as she squeezed him.
Temptation swirled in Headley's mind. He wanted the hug to continue, his hands dropped to her hips and with all his might he wanted to cup the semi-exposed cheeks behind her and pull her closer than a brother, but he thought about Brenda and what she would have said if. For the second time in a month, he had held the firm chocolate pudding in his hands, he knew now that he was starving, but Headley took a step back. His eyes were drawn to her medium lips and then down to her cleavage. Although his body trembled, Tanya hardly noticed because she was so excited.
Headley took a deep breath and sighed.
She felt just like Brenda, even how she smelt like cotton candy. Headley Big thought, his loins stirred, and Mr. Big reluctantly bit his lips.
"What's wrong?" Tanya asked with concern flittering across her beautiful high cheek boned face.
"Nothing," Headley replied shyly.
Thank God Tanya did not notice his real reaction as he clasped his hands before him, covering the tent.
Headley smiled and nodded as he listened to Tanya talking about the different universities that she had checked out, their websites and the various programmes that made her mind ignite.
As she spoke Tanya's mind started to think that Chris had never sparked this kind of excitement in her. Headley was taller than she thought, but his body felt much better.
It suddenly dawned on her that she was still wearing her night clothes without any underwear. Tanya covered her mouth with her hand and tried to cover the camel toe at the front of her shorts, but it was too late. Her nipples were already pointed and poking out the thin blouse.
"Lawd God, sorry... I was just so excited."
Tanya held up her palms in surrender. Headley feasted his eyes and then blushed as he watched Tanya running back inside, the perfectly colored cheeks of her ass jiggled as she ran.
Moments later Headley stood over the powder room sink, jerking the hardened shaft, until he growled Brenda's name, but it was Tanya's body that filled his imagination.
A few days later.
Tanya sat up in the bed, her natural beauty exposed by the collapsing sheet that settled around her waist. Brown breasts with dark areolas and pouting nipples reflected in the mirror. Tanya looked at Chris sleeping peacefully beside her. His locks fanned out on the white pillowcase. Tanya wondered, if he even noticed that she slept naked last night, inviting him to a treat.
As she got up God's majestic work was revealed in the full-length mirror, shapely thighs and the v shaped mat of hair that covered but yet pointed to her garden of Eden. Tanya admired her physique in the mirror but rued the muffin top.
"Ahh boy, can't have it all I suppose."
She thought about the shower and her body tingled, not in trepidation of the cold water, but what she did under the shower to make her petal bloom. Her period was a week away and her hormones were raging like an inferno, as she walked across the cold terrazzo tiled floor her pudding cup cheeks swaying with the motion of her hips. Tanya bent over to retrieve her pink night gown that had fallen off the chair.
"Wow."
She heard a voice from behind her.
"I love that pose, don't move T," Chris replied.
"Cho Chris, you frightened me," Tanya replied as she fumbled to take up the gown.
Christopher got up and placed his hands on both sides of her moulded hips.
"Where are you going so early, T? The sun hasn't even opened his eye lids yet?" Chris asked, his voice still groggy from sleep.
"I have to fix breakfast for you and the kids," Tanya replied.
She could feel Chris rubbing against her naked ass as his hand traced her spine from the top of her crack to her neck. Sending charges of electricity through her body. His fingers spanned the back of her neck.
"Chris," she gasped. "No! I don't have time for this."
His other hand had already freed himself and she felt the head brushing against her almost pouting gates.
"Chris!" Tanya gasped as his brushing got more urgent.
"Do you remember when we used to do it like this?" Chris asked as his voice shook just as the gates began to open and he found her centre.
Tanya mouthed 'ahhh' and released a small breath.
Tanya heard Chris gasp and she felt him sliding deep.
"Wow, why are you so wet and hot?" Chris asked as her womanhood gripped and squinted over his full length.
Tanya, wanted to protest, but her mind said, 'Yesss', as she held onto the chair for support and started to count slowly to ten, but to her surprise she passed fifteen. Her hips began to rotate slowly, backing up against the soft curly hair and root of the slender shaft that was lodged deep inside at the time... was this really happening, was Chris really not going to cum and leave her hanging as he has always done?
Tanya tried to concentrate on her own sensations and her mind flittered on the feel of Headley's manhood. Her knees began to wobble, her breathing started to become shallow but her hips started to work, enjoying the feelings that darted from her calves. Firm hands held her flared fenders.
"Don't move," Chris shouted. "I said don't move T, don't mooove."
But Tanya was caught up in the whirlwind of the feelings that she desperately wanted and needed. A clash of hormones, thoughts and erotic forbidden thoughts exploded in her mind, just as she started to ascend the stairway to pleasure... she felt Chris stiffen.
Noooo! Tanya thought it was not enough time. She just needed a few minutes more.
"Hold on Chris, don't stop."
She felt the familiar hot gush and his grip tighten on her hips... she knew instantly that she would never finish climbing the stairs to the bright pretty light the was beckoning to her.
Just as he finished trembling, Chris withdrew and pulled up his shorts, leaving Tanya bent over and begging for more.
"Just so! Chris?" Tanya asked growling, wanting... hanging aroused and his evidence running down her inner thigh.
Tanya hissed her teeth.
Slippery and dripping wet, Tanya grabbed the gown and wrapped her goose pimpled body. Before turning on the shower. Tanya's fingers played the right keys, stroking, swirling… rubbing and pinching the right spots, within minutes sensations started building in her caves, her areoles became filled and the skin in her chocolate-coloured breasts tightened. Her eyelids fluttered and the inner succulent skin of her mouth opened as she gasped for air
Her entire body shuddered as she continued rubbing her sensitive clit and beyond hoping for the second cumming and just as promised the horny beast in her felt the release as her thighs started to quiver, Tanya lifted her right breast and licked her own nipple. She was entering new territory and her body did not know how to handle the maddening sensations, being stimulated from both places at once. Her kitty clasped on her index and middle finger as her pace of feeding the cat heightened until she collapsed against the zinc panting, trembling, her head swooning in a sea of pleasure. It was the best cum ever Tanya thought. Chris had just warmed up the oven, but she made the cake burst wide open with the heat of her own steam.
This was becoming too damn addictive, she thought after she recovered a few minutes later. She turned on the blast of the cold water and stood under the stream as she attempted to cool off her body.
Woodford Estate was extremely peaceful, quiet at this time of the morning even though Tanya knew the community would soon become awake. The once upscale community was located near the cemetery of heroes. However, urban blight had crept across the area. The architecture of the houses was reflective of the early sixties. However, the current income of the area was equal to or below minimum wage.
"I wonder why Headley Big did not try to move uptown, instead of fighting to maintain his property?" Tanya asked herself. The zinc fences were creeping closer. I wish I had money to move, but I guess Headley is waiting on the Government to buy out properties around the cemetery of heroes and then build the new Administration Centre. Ahh Tanya whispered
"That is why he is holding on to this house in Woodford Park Estate , property values would sky rocket if the Government actually builds the new Parliament and demolished the derelict structures, build upscale town houses to match the new vision of the capital city of a first world country.
"The children don't believe that I am able to grasp the bigger picture, but I understand when economics and dreams coincide. People will hold unto their dreams forever, just to cash in later. Just like how I intend to become an attorney at law, drive a twenty-six-million-dollar vehicle and live in a One hundred-million-dollar town house up town." Tanya's inner voice said, but in the meantime.
Tanya sighed heavily, reached for the towel hanging on the rusty nail in the zinc enclosure of the shower. "I have to face reality, I'm just a higgler with a mechanic for a husband and three ungrateful children, living in what was once the garage of Headley Bigs slowly decaying house.