82. COUNTLESS
Not to consider the wryly smile that dominated her face this older woman was still as beautiful and breathtaking as she was the last time I saw her. Its damn obvious that she has a fetish for red things as she was claded in a red overcoat that stopped just above her knee and the blue sleeveless dress underneath her coat helped to adorned her exquisite outlooks and mesmerising features. The red stiletto shoes she wore also aid in complimenting her winsome appearance not to talk of her dark and long wavy hair
"Just when I thought you'd reached the zenith of your sexual transgressions, yet here you are, barely 30mins out of your unconsciousness, I caught you fvcking one of my workers..." She paused and nodded her head in a pitiful way. "durrgh! is there no limit to your shameless life? Eh!" She snarled at me and I felt a bit nervous at the furious look on her face
'just when I also thought you'd reached the Skye of your determination to ruin my life, apparently, here you are, at the helms of my present problems! Fvck you!' I wanted to say that to her but with the insight that, that might not augur well, I kept my mouth firmly shut
She scrutinized me scornfully from head to toe while I remain silent and she let out a disgusting hiss before she hit a sledge hammer on the tensive mood between us in the strange room.
"Darous don't you have the least bit of dignity atall? Eh?" She queried with another angry tone but this time I summoned up the courage to fire back at her
"whats the meaning of this accusations eh? And what the fvck do you mean by......?" My effontery was met by two successive slaps from her
I was shocked to the asshole as the slaps landed on my cheeks and my vision became temporarily blurry. I rubbed my painful cheeks and let out a groaning sound
"what tha hell is that...?" I flared up at her but before I could continue, she sent another left handed slap across my face and I yelped in another version of pain
"you have the audacity to talk back at me!.....look around boy! This is my empire! I now have the dominion over you and your miserable life!....I can decide to kill you right now or whenever I want and no one! I repeat NO ONE will ever question me about you....From now, I suggest you don't get me angry! Or else! You'd be sorry you did!" She ended with a strong furious countenance
All through her lamentations and furiousations, my left palm remained in a pacifying relationship with my painful cheek. The slap was so painful to the extent that I couldn't find my voice to reply her
I felt something sticky on my palm when I finally withdraw it and showed it to my face. It was blood! My own precious blood! Chai... I just lost two litres of blood to this stewpid woman...Her ring must have grazed my cheek when she landed those Keep-Quiet slap on my face
The pain, coupled with all the memories of how I got myself into this mess began to Youtube inside my brain as I continue to stare at my blood stained palm. Then suddenly, a battle of whether to cry or to form a big boy started in my mind but unfortunately as fate would have it, I succumbed to the former while I subconsciously notify the latter to go to hell.
In simpler words, hot tears began to trickle down my cheeks as I began to whimper uncontrollably
"oh fvck! You made me hurt you!"
With a sidelong glance, I watch with teary eyes as she brought out a white hanky from the pocket of her coat and moved closer to me
She held my head up and began to mop my tears away. I tried to disengage her hand from me but she just pulled me into her bossom and gave me a tight cuddling and I whimpered the more
Suprisingly, she joined me on this crying trip and I was left to wonder what might have triggered the awful emotions from her
On my own part, I wasn't crying because of the slap, rather I was crying at how my life had been so full of mishaps and unfortunate incidences
Only shango can tell how I ended up in all this messful mess. A week can't pass by without handing me one or two adventures of trouble to battle
"sshhh....am so sorry for hurting you dear....please stop......please..." She said amid sobs and pulled me more tighter into her rich fragrance body
We were both like that for almost 5mins before the heavily built man called Ghadri came inside to inform her that she has a visitor
"dear, take a bath and get yourself refreshed. I need to attend to someone now. I will see you later..." She gave me a peck on the forehead and exited the room
***
Two hours later, I was back again to my handsome self, dressed in a red anorak top and a black cargo pants that I picked from the clothes in the room. I found a styptic plaster inside the drawer to cover my wounded cheek. My phone was no where to be found and I take the hint that it must be with the Boss
A knock landed on the door and Ghadri came inside
"yah presence is needed upstairs sir." He declared in his foreign accent and beckoned me to follow him which I did fidgettingly.
Please you will have to forgive me if I eventually fail in my quest to give you the full description of the beauty and extravagant looks of the interior of this mystique building but nonetheless I'll try my best by going straight to the point, so to say, the Interior was tastefully and richly designed
I was ushered into the classy and over tastefully furnished living room by Ghadri who exited instantly
Cold shivers ran down my spine as she beckoned me to sit down on the wonky sofa opposite her. A glass coffee table with a flower vase gracing the beauty of the room separated our siting positions
She rose up and catwalked towards the glass bar whence she came back with a new bottle of Baileys and two red mugs. She opened it and pour a medium quantity of the drinks into the mugs and we began to drink slowly
"hnmmn dear...." She cleared her throat after dropping her mug on the table and smiled afterwards before she contd. "this calling is strictly about business, but before we attend to that, lets clear the air on everything that has transpired between us, both in the past and recently....ok?" I gave her an affirmative shrug and she proceeded. "so dear, am sorry for everything...and I mean everything. Please forgive me and let it be bygones."
It felt somehow awkward and strange hearing that from her. But if am to learn from my past mistakes, she might be trying to smoodge me with her smarmy approach and I wasn't ready to fall into any kind of bullshit again....
"say something please." She interrupted my thoughts with a serious look and took another sip from the mug
I placed the mug gently on the table and cleared my throat. "well, before I can really forget everything, I only have one curious question and I'll be glad if you can answer it with all honesty."
"hmm, I wont like you taking my leniency for granted....but because you're you.....I'll answer your question, so what is it?"
"thanks for that...please how are you related to Doris?" I dropped that outrightly and she seems a bit daunted with my question as she heaved a deep sigh before she spoke
"Doris....Doris....my good friend long before you were born.....we had an issue some years ago which led to our break up, but ironically, we found eachother again through you and......"
"through me?" I cut in curiously. "how?"
"I don't usually tolerate people especially my workers interrupting me while am talking but seeing as you'll soon be one, please take note of that....understand?" She stated with a sultry voice that got me slightly nervous
"y...es yes..." I stuttered
"fine...yes we met again through my search for you. She told me she had a personal scores to settle with you and I offerred to help her out which was how you got here." She ended with a tone of finality
"and what kind of issue did she...."
"you said one question!" She curts in angrily, leaning forward as our eyes interlocked eachother and some moments of silence penetrated the room thereafter. "now, enough said about Doris, cos you are never seeing her again....lets get to business." She leaned back and gulp down the remaining drinks in her mug.
I had a lot of confusing thoughts and questions playing Hide and Seek in my mind but seeing as one more trip down the questioning lane might hand me another unwanted ordeal, I decided to let it slide and focus on the new task ahead.
"dear, am sorry for shouting at you. Pleas......" Another moment of awkwardness escorted her uncompleted speech.
"erm...am also sorry for my earlier rudeness towards you...am sorry." I stated painstakingly staring at her crossed legs
"well then, you're sorry, am sorry, so lets call it even and forget it ever happened." She smiled, reached for her bag and took out a hanky which she used in mopping her forehead.
"now to business, I want you to join me in my business and, if you prove yourself to me to be trustworthy, I might be tempted to handover my empire to you."
"what type of business is that?"
"I deal in drugs and I mean high class drugs..."
"you mean like paracetamol and ibucaps?" I asked ignorantly
"are you this dumb? Do I look like a pharmacist to you or this place a pharmacy?" She lashed out angrily
"am sorry...I didn't mean to..."
"alright...alright...I shouldn't have shouted at you...am sorry, but to answer your question, I deal in cocaine and heroin...." She paused to check my reaction which was an astounded one and she contd. "don't get yourself worked up. Your work will be to monitor the sales and purchase of the drugs."
'sh!t! This is the headquater of problem! Shango show me the way! Please!' I cried out mentally
"and its not as if am gonna let you walk out of here if you decline my offer....So what do you say?" She picked her phone and got busy with it while awaiting my reply.
"urm...I...I.." I was still stuttering before I noticed a figure lurking behind the beads curtain adorning the entrance of the dinning area
It was Bianca and she was mouthing some incoherent words to me.
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Sorry for the skip guyz
83. COUNTLESS
I was so engrossed in knowing what Bianca was trying to tell me to the extent that I forgot that am still in front of Beatrice
I begin to subconsciously reciprocate to her mouthings and gestures for more than 2mins while Beatrice awaits my answer
"what are you staring at? Eh?" Beatrice's voice snapped me out of my effort to understand Bianca's gesticulations
"what! Ah....noth..ing." I returned my gaze to her while she turned her head in the direction of the dinning area where Bianca was lurking before. But somehow and fortunately inexplicably, Bianca wasn't there anymore
"wait, don't tell me you're finding it difficult to come to terms with my cushy offer?.... I expected you to be a smart boy!" She stated with with a temerity tone as she drops her phone back on the table
Its a pity I couldn't get what Bianca was trying to say, but if am to go by her body language, I think she's trying to tell me not to agree to the offer with reasons only known to her.
But how will I do that without facing the inevitable consequences of either getting killed or punished in a more appalling way?
Honestly if it was left to me, I'd rather become a swineherd(doctor of pigs) than risk spending the rest of my handsome body in some impious jail because of some illegal drug business that I detest so much.
"you are pathetic you know!" Her tetchy voice interrupted my thoughts and she stood up abruptly and begin to pace the to and fro of the table. "I think am being too cordial with you, that's obviously why you don't seem to get what am telling you." She stopped right in front of me and rested her hands on the table so she was now staring at me directly. "you don't seem to understand that am only being polite to you because I envisage you to be more than just a worker to me...... Darous I swear to Gawd, if you don't accept my offer, am gonna make your life a living hell...am gonna......"
She ranted on and on, about how she's ready to kill all my late father's ex-girlfriend if I don't succumb to her biddings.
I didn't cared about her Goliahlistic threat to feed my David to the dogs at first but I became alerted when I caught something that sounded like, "I'll cut of your d!ck! I'll bake it, and I'll feed it to your mouth so you can have a great taste of all the Pvssy you've ever forked!" It was then that I knew she's very and I mean VERY VERY serious
"oh no, you can't do that! How will I pee if you cut of my d!ck?" I stated nervously
"I don't fvcking care! And don't you dare make a joke out of this!"
Ironically, her statement featured my yoruba name 'dare' (Dare) and 'joke' (Joke's) name as she slapped her palms angrily on the glass table which rendered the remaining drinks in my mug to splatter on my cargo pants across my crotch region but my anorak was spared from the mess
"aiit...aiit...calm down! Lets....lets talk." I said, suspending my hands in the air. She bit her lower lips and sat down on the sofa without giving a damn about the mess she created on my crotch
"how much is the pay?"
"you are yet to give me your reply and you already asking for that info?"
"you see, if am to dedicate my ass and d!ck on this job, at least I have the right to know whats in it for me. Thats....."
"you are just lucky I like you! Or else you'd be dead long ago!"
"you mean I owe my existence to your infatuation of me?"
"yes dear! Only if I had the means to transfer your appearance to Jide who seems to have the wherewithal to be useful to me, my dear, I'd have done that a long time ago." She poured herself another half-filled mug and gulped it down immediately
"tell me, how much do you know about my friend?" I stated with an inquisitive look
"now you're overstepping your limits again....you don't question me ok?" I watched with daze attention as sweats began to form again on her forehead and I was left to wonder what kind of woman she is. One minute, she's all smooth and loving like Pastor Chris and the next second, she's threatening to burn down a filling station because she lost her jerrycan.
'As the saying goes, Desperate times calls for desperate measures and desperate measures can only be taken in desperate times as this'. A voice advised me from within
'darous please be smart, just like your name. Accept her offer and save us from this tedious situation. ' Another inner voice communed to me but I couldn't fathom which voice it is. Madrid? Barca? Karma? Or the gawd of thunder himself.
Well whichever voice it was, it deserves a thumbs up from me.
"speak boy!" Beatrice fired.
"I accept your offer. I will work for you." I spoke out gently and watched with less enthusiasm as the fury on her face was replaced by a wide grin
"wow! That's my boy! Come over here!"
I stood up and walked to her as we both engage in a tight embrace
We were about to disengage before we heard the sound of a fallen metal from the dinning area
"whats that!" She turned around abruptly and began marching hastily towards the dinning area
From where I was standing, I could see the confused look on her face as she search frantically around for what might have triggered the fall of the knife she was holding in her hands
The ringing of her phone interrupted the awkward silence. I quickly reached for it and notify her without checking the caller I.d.
"maam, you have a call"
"bring it here." She said with a less commanding tone and I obeyed immediately
While she received her call facing the living room, I slowly opened the kitchen door silently and took a peep around but saw nothing. I was about closing the door when I saw a foot just behind the door
'what tha hell?..... Bianca?...why's she...'
"what do you think?" Beatrice's voice interrupted my suspicious thoughts from the back and I quickly closed the door and faced her. "Darous, I think one of my workers was eavesdropping to our conversation......gawd help who ever it is unless I don't find her....."
"her? How do you know the person is a woman?"
"I have 3 house helps and they are all ladies. The only man in this house is Ghadri and he's inside the warehouse in the garden."
"you just subtly embarrass me right now you know." I stated with a fake annoyance hoping to get her mind off the eavesdropping topic
"what do you mean?"
"you said Ghadri is the only man in the house...which indirectly means am not a man....." I dropped that frankly and was heading towards the living room before she pulled me back
"then show me you are indeed a..." She bit her lips. "a man...and I mean a real man not the one that couldn't accept my offer easily some moments ago." She ended with a seductive smirk
"hmmm....really? Just promise not to cry like a baby while am forking your pvssy hard."
"is that a threat?" She questioned with a smile
Glad that my plan totally worked, I moved closer to her and held her curvy waist as she stared sexily into my eyes.
"nooo....am not...am just telling you what I hate most when am forking a pvssy."
"whatever! But hope you have the manpower to backup your words or am gonna kill you!" She smiled
***
She led me to her excellently furnished bedroom at the upper chamber of the house. A view through the alluminium window gave the indication that storm was brewing outside
I undressed myself and offered her my 8inches konji to suck. She did it perfectly for some minutes before she stopped
“I want you inside,” She said after getting inside her birthday suit. She laid on the mighty bed medial the tawny painted room and beckoned me to come and fork her pvssy silly
“What? inside of what?” I asked jokingly
“com'on! Inside me!” she hissed, and inserted my inflated pole into her ravenous hole
As I entered her, I quickly found the calm in the midst of her Hot storm
We forked in that position for some minutes before I dragged her up, and let her jump unto my body as I prepare to take my muscle into use
"fvck me harder! Boy! Have wanted your.....your d!ck right from day one! Com'on!" Her words seems like drugs to my ears as I continue to fvck her thight pvssy hard
I pumped her with all my strenght and simultaneously aiming for the ring of her womb, but also making sure to hold her ass firmly in my hands to elevate her above my bellybutton and dropping her whole weight on my d!ck
She surrounded my neck with her arms, buried her tongue in my mouth, and swinging herself into me, thereby absorbing my length with every lenghty thrust
"oh! Sh!t you killing me!" She moaned loudly when I slipped my left middle finger into her ass for a better handle, and I felt the hot, firm pressure of her asshole on my finger
"oh fvck!" She cursed as I wiggled my finger deeper inside her and she squinched her ass in reply.
Her left hand moved down to my ass and I felt her finger slide in. We were now totally entered into each other, d!ck, tongues, fingers, and we banged continuously with boundless strenght as the tempest of sex raged above us
Few mins later, beneath a piercing crack of thunder I came, and with multiple expulsions released my seed into her wet hole
I dropped her on the bed while we stayed inside of eachother. Our fingers, tongues, d!ck and mouths, was molded together as the storm gradually subsided
***
Still nak3d on the bed, I rolled over to her side and watched her for some minutes as she drifted into the dreamland
My stomach began to rumble and I headed downstairs to get something to fill my protesting worms
Bianca was out of sight by the time I got to the kitchen and I quickly served myself from the food inside the pot not minding whether its cold or warm
I was almost through with the food when the ringing of Beatrice's phone on the dinning table distracted me
I reached for it and was totally suprised at the caller I.d displaying on the screen. It was Jide!
Out of necessary curiousity, I picked it and what transpired thereafter helped in solving all the quadratic equations leading to world problems that I've been nursing for a while now
"Hello..." Jide said
TBC