Fiona held her head whimpering in pain all the way to the pharmacy where Max bought painkillers and a bottle of water for her to swallow the tablets.
"Just take one, you will feel better soon." Max encouraged.
Fiona put a tablet inside her mouth but puked it out at its bitterness. She puked all eats and drinks she had taken all day long splashing it all-over her self and the dashboard. The smell of her own content made her spew more and more.
Max got out of the car gagging in nauseous reflex. He hit the car with a tight fist in anger for what she had done. Puking inside his clean car? Moreover, Max was a very clean and organized man who always wanted everything put in line. The only person he had seen all his life time match his effort was Anna the day he entered into her house. Now this? He scratched into his beards in irritation.
'Arrghh, Should I just throw her out of my car and go my ways?' He thought. He rolled down all windows to let in fresh air and drove them to a near by Inn.
"Go shower off this mess, you could've told me to let you out before dirtying my car" Max said in frustration.
Fiona wordlessly got in a room and went in bathroom. She showered off every dirt on her body then came back in a towel to angry Max. He gave her a water bottle and more medicine and she took it swiftly this time with closed eyes preventing the earlier mistake. She succeeded this time.
Max rolled his eyes at her stupid actions, "I will go buy you a dress to change, have a little rest before I come back."
He ordered and left trekking not interested in his smelly car. He walked for a while on silent streets looking for a nearby boutique but it seemed like it was too late for them to be open. He walked more distance till he saw a lady closing up a tailory shop. He hurriedly reached out to her and cleared his throat.
"Ahem. Ma'am I want a young lady's simple outfit. Would you get me one, please"
"I don't sell outfits for young women. I make long and big dresses for older women not those tighter and skimpy dresses young spoilt girls of this generation wear to show off their filthy nakedness." An older woman with wrinkles on her face and arms said bitterly as if Max had upset her or had actually seen his girlfriend's way of dressing.
"It's okay ma'am, she's pregnant and fat so that's what I was actually looking for." Max lied.
The lady's face softened, "She's pregnant? Oh dear! How long?"
Max scratched in his well trimmed beards searching for another sweet lie. "Uh, nine months? Yeah nine months. We're going in hospital for childbirth. She's in labour pains."
The lady gasped and ran inside the shop and brought two dresses hurriedly. "You can pick one or take all. You need to go now. She needs you. Is she with someone older to take care of her? Would you need my help? I can come and give a hand, poor girl is in much pain!."
Max rolled his eyes internally, "She's with her mother so don't worry. We will take care of her."
"Is she your wife?"
"No" Max said frowning, "She's my sister. I will take one. Thank you."
He paid for a black dress and left immediately leaving the old lady praying for their safe delivery. He shook his head at his quick lies. 'Pregnant? My sister, huh?'
He boarded a motor vehicle passing by to cover the long distance he had trekked. He opened the door he had locked from behind to find the girl sleeping sprawled. She was laying on her stomach covering only her butt with a towel leaving the upper and lower parts naked.
Max stepped back and leaned his head on the wall in frustration. His dick was as stiff
as a dried rod already. Just seeing her brown thighs and her plump boobs drew his blood to his genitalia making his balls feel so uncomfortably heavy. He clutched his lower abdomen in pain. It had been a month now he had last had a good release which worsened the pain for long abstaining__according to him.
He peeked at her again and gazed more clearly at her bare seemingly smooth and soft body. Without any need of touching and feeling her, he had been aroused terribly. His mind advised him to leave or close the door but it was like his feet had their own mind that they started walking towards the sleeping girl on the bed. He stood besides the bed and stared down at her, gulping greedily. As if it wasn't enough, he crouched down to see more closely. He was like a hungry lion staring at the prey.
Fiona was neither asleep nor awake, she was in between. When Max had left, she had laid on bed still feeling pain not bothering to cover herself with the blanket. All pain had gone now but exhaustion from walking with heels she hadn't been used to and dancing too much had weakened her after showering. Her mind was in a peaceful quite state till she felt someone tap on her thigh. She jolted in fear and sat upright to see who it was but she regretted it as the towel had completely fell off her body. She grabbed it and covered her front parts.
Max stood up in reflex and turned around. He threw backwards the dress for her to put it on.
Fiona wore the dress immediately and went in the bathroom to pack her now wet dress in the same bag Max had brought. She parked the heels too not willing to wear them again and stood near the door waiting for Max who seemed to her like he was also feeling headache or some kind of pain.
"Thank you, sir!" She said.
Max turned towards her and checked out from head to bare feet. He leaned his back on the wall, crossed his arms on his chest, crossed his legs and stared intently at her.
"Are you okay now?" He asked.
Fiona lowered her head, "Yes sir, I'm feeling good. Thank you for the medicine and the dress."
"How about my car you ruined? What should I do with you?"
"I-l, uh I'm sorry, sir, for that. I promise you that I will wash it tomorrow." Fiona said not daring to look up at him.
"Wash?" Max asked lifting his body and coming closer to her. "Have you ever washed a car before, madam Fiona?"
Fiona felt her heart pick a race in fear that he was planning on hitting her or leave her in this unknown place alone. She cowardly stepped back in reflex. After all, he was a stranger to her regardless of the long time they had been cooperating together in the business of spying on Anna. Her eyes were glued on his legs as she walked backwards praying for them to stop coming after her till her back hit the wall. She rigidly closed her eyes preparing herself for whatever was coming on her way.
Max towered over her in an instance, he put his left hand above her head and then inserted a knee between her thighs.
"Look at me" He said lifting her chin, "Do you know how to wash a car?"
Fiona shook her head. The fear in her heart multiplied at the zero distance between them. Not his knee moving slightly under her underwear less womanhood.
"How are you gonna do it then" He asked moving his thump on the edges of her lips. "Do you know how much they wash it for?"
Fiona gulped, he was way taller than her but his fresh breath falling directly in her nostrils ceased her senses. The movement of his thump and knee aroused something inside of her that she had never felt before. She tried to lower her head again but he lifted it back.
"What caught your tongue, Shotie?" Max asked, he slowed his hand down her waist and squeezed it.
Fiona gasped at the jolt his touch caused but quickly collected herself trying to hide how she was effected by everything he was doing to her.
"I don't know, sir." She said looking back into his brown eyes and full lips. The memory of the girl kissing him loudly and naughtily came back into her mind. She frowned and looked back into his eyes then looked away.
'What am I even doing here with him standing in such an intimate position like lovers?' She thought, 'What if my husband knows about this? He will probably skin me alive; ah forget about him. He's now also in other women's chests. Oh, Paul! Maybe I should go and have some pleasure with him? I'm badly off already. Just sex and nothing else. It's been a while now.....'
"Ah!" Fiona moaned at the contact of his warm mouth on her neck, she immediately held her mouth to muffle embarrassing sounds. As if all the flood gates of her feelings were let loose, her entire body lit up making every bump on her skin grow almost as big as acnes. She squeezed her legs to cease fire erupting in her core but instead worsened it when unknowingly rubbed her clit on his knee.
"Max stop" She said pushing his bulky chest with force.
Max stiffened in place, he retreated his head at the sweet sound of his name from the crook of her neck to look back at her face. Her pretty face was now frowning deeply as if on the verge of crying. He cupped her cheek with one hand to which she shoved it away in anger.
"Don't play with me, mister. I'm married and you have a girlfriend yourself. This is wrong." Fiona said fluently looking in his eyes without fear.
"Would you allow me have a state of you if I had no girlfriend?" He asked looking from her eyes to her pitch lips.
"No, I would be still cheating on my husband." Fiona said as boldly as she could but him saying about having a taste of her aroused her million times.
Max narrowed his eyes, "You mean cheating on your husband or your ex boyfriend who's likely about to resume his duties?"
"That's none of your business" She said glaring at him.
Max tapped his fingers on the wall thoughtfully staring above her head for seconds in silence as if having a debate in his head. Fiona kept admiringly staring at his well trimmed beards, her fingers itching to feel it. She averted her eyes to his rough textured short but well cut hair. His not so sharp and not wide nose, his big Adam's apple swiftly moving every now and then in his throat and his chocolate skin like Anna's. Everything about his facial features gave real African king not mentioning his wide and toned hard chest she could feel under his shirt....
"Ahem" Max cleared his throat to gain her attention. "How about this, you give me only one kiss for vomiting in my car and making me walk a very long distance in this late night looking for you something to wear, and I peacefully let you go or...."
Fiona felt her heart drumming in her ears, 'Kiss? Gosh, when did I last have one? But...no! What if I fall for it and end up giving him....giving him what? Pervert!'
"Or what?" She asked raising a brow.
"Or" He said tapping on her face, "We will have to sleep here for a night on the same bed for you to clean my stinky car very early in the morning so that l take it to work when it's ready. How's that?"