Chapter 8: Five Years Ago (ii)
They both made arrangements to see each other the very following day. They were so excited.
On the set date, Kingsley arrived their agreed location looking his best and pacing up and down anxiously waiting for Martha.
They agreed to meet at 2pm but she didn't show up. Kingsley felt she was probably just running late and decided to wait for her.
After two hours, he started getting restless. He called her phone numerous times but he couldn't get to her.
Still, Kingsley wasn't about to give up. He was prepared to wait for as long as he had to.
But after three hours, he started feeling dejected and disappointed. He was about to leave and seek another way to get in touch with her when he saw a beautiful woman coming his way.
He stood rooted at a spot as the lovely young woman with long golden brown hair strolled towards him.
Kingsley's spirit, which had been dampened by disappointment, lightened up immediately, as he could see the unique handband , just like his own, tightly around her hand. Martha came after all.
The young lady came to stand in front of him, her eyes was an earthy brown which complimented her sparkling golden brown hair but she didn't appear happy to see him at all.
Infact, her eyes were puffy and red rimmed, with dark circles under it and her nose was slightly swollen as if she'd been blowing it repeatedly.
What could have happened to her? Kingsley wondered. "Martha? I thought you weren't coming anymore. Are you alright?" he asked, wondering what could have made her cry.
The young woman closed her eyes tightly and looked down. "I am Louisa." She muttered, barely audible.
"Oh, did you get adopted and changed your name too? I changed my last name too. I am Kingsley Wills now. It's okay, I'll call you Louisa." Kingsley replied, creating a scenario that could have made Martha become Louisa in his mind.
"I didn't…..I am….." Louisa stuttered and then closed her mouth and looked away.
"Louisa, is something wrong? What happened to you? Please speak to me. I can help you." Kingsley said, holding her hand and trying to get her to speak up but Louisa just kept quiet, silent tears streaming down her face.
Kingsley watched her, deciding that she needed some time to gather herself. Why is their first meeting after sixteen years so sad? What had happened to make her cry so?
"I am sorry to appear to you like this. Something terrible happened earlier, it was really scary." Louisa spoke up at length, wiping her face and tugging her hair behind her ear.
"It's okay Martha, oh, Louisa. Let's get out of here and talk more over drinks. You look like you could use a cold drink." Kingsley said taking her hand, ready to move but Louisa hesitates and gently removed her hand from his.
"Am sorry, I need to go home. I've had a long day," Louisa spoke looking down. It seems like she was having a hard time meeting Kingsley's gaze.
"Alright Louisa. But what happened to your phone? I tried it repeatedly when you didn't get here in time but i couldn't get through to you."
Louisa shuddered, seemingly looking for the right words, "I lost my phone earlier."
"Sorry about that. But how do I contact you?"
Louisa bit her lips, looking everywhere but at Kingsley, "you can have my other contact."
"You have another? That's great."
Kingsley got Louisa's contact and the two parted ways after an abbreviated goodbye.
Kingsley kept wondering what happened to her but he was glad she showed up. That was better than nothing, at least.
She was everything he had imagined and
more. She had grown into a very pretty young woman and Kingsley was Smitten.
He looked forward to seeing her again and hoped they meet under good circumstances next time.
Retiring to his hotel room after his meeting with Louisa, he daydreamed about her for the rest of that day and even wet his dream at night.
And that marked the beginning of their heated love.
Their dialogue always flowed effortlessly, sharing dreams and aspirations. Louisa was working at Modu Tech as an assistant manager. She aspired to become a seasoned researcher and business woman. Kingsley on his part aspired to be a world class CEO who transforms Wills Corporation and takes it to the next level.
The connection between them grew stronger, they were inseparable. Kingsley especially liked to kiss Louisa's pink, soft succulent lips and boobs. It always drives him crazy and he couldn't get enough of her.
Although, Kingsley's father, Chief Wills issued him an ultimatum to return to Australia for his surgery and formal training at the company, Kingsley didn't burge. He just wanted to be with his love.
But eventually, what had to be done had to be done. His heart began to palpitate faster than usual and the pain was becoming unbearable so Kingsley started making preparations to return to Australia.
Two days before his departure, himself and Louisa spent a steamy night at Kingsley's hotel room. Although Louisa did not prepare for the events that happened that night, she couldn't resist his hot, hard and demanding kisses.
Kingsley did not plan to take things so far ahead either. But the moment his lips touched hers, the second her tongue danced past his, some irresistible impulse took over. He gave himself up to the seductive, powerful feeling of kissing Louisa senseless.
She tasted wonderful, she felt wonderful. Her hair and her skin were soft and smooth under his fingers, and he wanted to touch more of her, to unpeel her clothes and see what she was hiding.
The incredible, overpowering need to make love to her leapt to life out of nowhere.
But first, it was her mouth, her soft, hard, wet, deep, sweet, mysterious, greedy mouth that drew his attention.
Without allowing himself to think, he dipped his tongue deeper, and slid his hands down to her hips, urging her closer, fitting her up against him.
She moaned a little, clinging to him and that sound rippled under his skin, making him feel even more restless and aroused, even more out of control.