Chapter 15: Chapter Fifteen: Barbara and Michael lodge in a hotel
He waved her and they landed on the bed and her legs opened wide apart.
The two covers between her legs opened too, almost like a pod half open.
Michael held the legs still apart. Some cunts are brain-turners looking at them, especially when the owner is a high-caliber girl.
Barbara was a sophisticated chic and she enjoyed sex.
Her moans and other sounds that come out of her mouth during sex are energy boosters.
Michael pulled her lacy pants down to her toes and she freed the legs
"Gimme.You naughty."
She collected the pants as if it were a crime, him holding them for a second.
She curved her legs over Michael's back.
Michael squeezed the breasts like there was no tomorrow.
"Oh! Oh!...Michael! Michael!
As deaf as Michael, he was doing what he was doing, the chain of teeth, clenched like a crocodile's
Michael freed her breasts to ease her sweet cry and pulled down her night dress from her shoulders to her tummy, down her waist and she heaved up her heavy butts and the nightie continued its journey to the toes and the floor.
His lips automatically grabbed the clit that pierced out of the vagina covers and began to draw it like a duck eating an earthworm.
" Oh, Lord! Have mercy...Michael! M
Crying, she was assisting him to raise the tempo of her sensation with her palms working on her breasts.
Michael turned her to the back and fixed the rod between her pair of butts, digging it here and there around the partition until he found the real entry point and dug in, and out...
She, by herself, went on her knees, and the back view became clear.
The round mass of flesh with its partition was lifted above and he could see the private part below.
She had told Michael while still in Ohio, she shaved all the hair.
Michael's thumbs opened the entrance to the sanctuary.
Like a plumber, he was making way for the pipe. It was going in, her juice wetting the rod.
He continued, pushing the rod in. The veins were out, transfusing blood, the heart was pounding with desire, and the sperm, dilly-dallying, but progressing.
He continued and continued hitting.
The penis at its peak was progressing to the point he will tremble.
Her vagina was wide and not all that deeper. It was a match for Michael's dick in width, the dick, only two-third in
He grabbed her waist and was enjoying the grip of the vagina membrane around his dick, two of them, bathing in sweat, her hair in Dishevel.
She was slapping on the bed here and there, spitting out sweat.
He continued to hit the wall in front of the dick, his hands slipped off the waist, he grabbed the waist again and held it firmer, hammering her, the bed shifting.
She held the two pilows like a floating lifebuoy, otherwise, she may Summersault.
"Michael! Michael!"
"Call my name. O ye."
"O'Lord! Michael! "
Their breathing accelerated. Michael trembled and spewed and spewed everything from his body into her.
Like a dying girl, she raised her hand to be carried up.
Carrying her to the bathroom,
a disturbing call.
It was her Mom. She left the call.
It rang and stopped twenty times.
They boarded a taxi in the night to a club.
It was 10 p.m. local time. Cheetah, on Friday nights, was like an all-guys night. Cars, in and out. In the maelstrom that poured into their lone road of the club, people still sat comfortably on the road, merrymaking amidst the tooting and tooting of cars.
They took seats. Barbara and Michael.
It was Barbara's idea, to come to Cheetah. It adds to why the town never sleeps. She loves the bubbling life here
Dr. Laila's option was withholding the truth from Heiress. But If she becomes aware, it may lead to the cancellation of the wedding permanently and a feud between the two stepsisters.
As she was getting ready for the travel, Heiress Angela, why she wanted to go along with her just to see the father of her baby and return.
If the hope of marrying Michael is lost, then, as her mother's sister opined, she could be a single mother, but with no other man. Michael Junior is Okay?
"These negative suggestions, I refuse." Heiress Angela said
Barbara peeked at her wristwatch. She had been looking agitated since. She got up and took another one-quarter glass of brandy from the table market to keep busy." But where the heck has he gone? " She was angered by Michael.
An hour passed, and he left her there. Mehn. She took a walk, meandering through the Maelstrom.
It was 5 a.m. when Peter dropped Michael at the Castle.
With or without Michael, Barbara has to get back to the States in the night. She had not spoken to her Mom and Dr. Laila and Heiress were set to travel that night too when Barbara called.
"You mean you are in the country, Barbara? Her voice was weepy." And where is Michael? "
"Mom, we were in the club when went to buy something. Since I couldn't find him."
"Where is the club?... Barbara. You and Cheetah again? Where are you now?"
"Le Meridian. "
"What kind of daughter do you have ?"
asked Harrison Manuel.
Peeved, Dr Laila cut in "Is she not your daughter? What kind of daughter is she." Annoyed, Dr. Laila repeated what Harrison Manuel asked.
"I know your daughter is my daughter..."
"Not like that!" Dr. Laila gave him killing eyes and flinched her arm as he tried to hold her.
"Lai. Hope you are not offended?"
"Offended by how? Barbara is your blood. Harrison!"
"My blood?"
"Yes! Because I did not want to say it."
"When?" Harrison was serious because she seemed to be serious.
"Harrison. You are asking me when?" She inched closer to him.
What Harrison said stopped her and she said."I didn't want to be the reason you are having issues with your wife. What will people say? That I was dating a married man. So I have to keep the product of my foolishness with myself."
Tears rolled down her cheeks and she left Harrison's presence.
Harrison came to her. "Lai. Cool temper. And tell me more of what you're saying." He sat with her and tried to remove her hand from her jaw.
She kicked him off." Then, tell me." insisted Harrison." If she is my blood, she has to come into the castle."
"Leave her. God who sustained us till now will continue to do so."
Dr Laila was the girl Harrison wanted to marry but later, it was Heiress Angela's mother. It was not that they did not love each other, but she was so absorbed with reading that she seldom visited Harrison's house.
However, Harrison assisted her in finishing her medical course.
Heiress was barely three when Harrison visited her that summer. They were still in New York City then.
" I don't want Heiress to know about this." It may seem as if I am a gold digger for my daughter. "
Dr. Laila had not told even Harrison what was going on between Barbara and Michael.
How will Barbara be accepted? Would Michael ever step into the castle?
Chapter 16: Chapter Sixteen:Dr. Laila recognizes Michael as her lover
How would Dr. Laila go out to see Barbara at Le'Meridien without Heiress knowing?
She had not been told that Barbara and Michael were in the country. Not to talk of dating. And how would the world know Barbara was Harrison Manuel's daughter? Unless by DNA.
The most important thing now is to see Barbara and lambaste her if possible, disown her.
She drove out. Right after the gate was a man sitting on the pavement.
He sat up in a haste to ask her a question as he raised a finger.
Annoyed, she stopped and the glass wound half down.
She looked under the face cap to see the fellow's face properly and her heart jumped.
"Please, I came to see Heiress...Heiress Angela."
"Who are you?"
"Michael."
She was glaring at him. And he was like something hit him on the head and asked him: Don't you remember this woman? as fear overtook his countenance.
"Are you Michael who is marrying Heiress?"
He nodded as a dumbass awaiting trial.
"Enter!... I said enter!" She arrested him and pressed the lock for the central locking.
The car moved out of sight.
"Michael, do you know me?" asked Dr Laila. " Michael you are mad for thinking!"
"Am not thinking, Ma...I know you."
" Michael." She lowered her voice.
"Ma," he answered.
"Michael you must be silly for calling me Ma. Your daughter is with her granny. Do you know? Michael, you did not ask"
"Am sorry. How is she?"
She shook her head. She may postpone going to Le'Meridien.
And then, Barbara called. " You are in the country without seeing your Mom," she said in rebuke.
" You were with your husband. I didn't want to come in there. " Barbara said in defense
"Barbara."
"Mom."
" Harrison Manuel is your Dad. Your blood Dad."
"Mom. I...I don't get you."
"You said you are going back tonight to resume work Monday? Okay. Safe journey. Call me and I will tell you everything. DNA will prove you are Harrison's daughter." she said.
She turned her attention to Michael who sat like an awaiting trial man, confused, without a defense.
She parked.
"Michael." She called him, amazed about how the world turned round and was a small place.
"You are the father of my second baby. We are going to our house now. The house you ran away from"
She drove into an eatery and came down with Michael. Returned with him and drove off.
In the house, she was stuffing Michael's mouth with rice and beef.
There was no time to waste.
She showed him his baby's pics. " Just like you...Oh, the one we took together? I deleted them." she told him. "Now, tell me all about you and Heiress Angela. When I heard about Michael, I didn't know it was you! This is wonderful. Now, tell me! " she demanded.
Michael was like one about to be hung after confession.
"Are you afraid?"
Michael, though timid by nature, was reluctant to Heiress Angela's love because of Mr. Igni's caution and his father's threat but with Dr., there was no marriage attached. He could recall all they did together. He was in control of her directly or indirectly.
"I was her gardener then she fell in love with me," he told her
" Mr. Gardener. I fell in love she fell in love. Isn't it? Continue. You then impregnated her?... You are smiling. Timid and dangerous. You impregnated me with your timidity and she too."
How it happened that it was Barbara who took him in and gave him safety!?
The whole thing was full of doubt and is questionable.
Did you date Barbara? She is my daughter ."
Michael shook his head and said no.
"Common, she said she was in love with you."
To Michael, that was a cross-question. But he didn't fuck up.
"She said she loves me but."
"But what? Common, speak the truth."
"I didn't want to because of Heiress."
"Good. So, you want to marry Heiress?"
"Yes."
"You understand her choice?"
He nodded.
" You are the father of my second baby. You and I had an affair before Heiress. Now we are going to continue. Okay?"
She started having an affair with Michael when she saw his dick as her gardener. It was massive and long.
She was sleepless. Sleepless because she was thinking if to have an affair with him.
Decided, she started to lure him by giving him food, and extra cash. She bought him things not minding what any smart Alec outside may be telling him.
He sat him in the three-seater and oned a blue film one night.
He was hiding his face. She asked him, are you not interested?
He muffled his smile as timid as he had been.
She placed her hand on his lap and reached for his manhood, the great endowment. Fear had frozen it. She felt bad. "See how weak it is." She made a joke of it.
Ashamed, Michael revived himself and it expanded in her palm and breathed like a cobra.
"Waw!" She retrieved her hand and looked at his face with a you-are-a-correct-man smile.
"Common, let me see it!"
She helped him pull off. It came out of the cage and like a snake charmer, she gripped the body and gave it a hard press to see if any disease was there. Satisfied, she guided his hand into her vagina directly without pretense and used his fingers as playtron on the clit.
She wetted though, but as he was not artistic with the example she showed her, she laid back on the three-seater opened her legs wide, and told him to have sex with her.
The satisfaction she got opened the way for the two of them to indulge in a hot and secret affair. And when she took it in, Michael bolted away.
Now, with him, she is ever succulent. Something has to happen now.
She read medicine in the States and here in Joh' burg, her hospital is doing well and she has money. Money to lavish on herself. She jets out to India for all types of body enhancements.
She pulled off her dress and advanced to Michael with nostalgia.
She pressed him into herself and directed his mouth to her breast. Michael took it up.
He knows what she wants and he must do it now. After, she will seek out how they will get to Heiress Angela.
His child is in her. No going back.
He carried her. Just like he carried her daughter.
He was going up, with her nipple stuck in his mouth and she was saying all manner of things a woman in dire need of sex says.
He dropped her on the bed and remembered how to suck her.
He began to suck her like in those days. She told him in those days the clit has fibrous roots being why the sensation reaches every part of the woman's body when it is sucked in the way she taught him.
She was figure eight too. As he sucked, the two palms worked on her standing and huge breasts, massaging them; she was all tears. Tears of satisfaction. She has a chain of gold around her slim short waist, making,,g her more seductive and expensive.
Her legs curved over his back. He told her to open the legs.
She did it because of the sweetness,@_, anyway.
He turned her and massaged her sultry bums softly and it picked up.
As Barbara loves, she lifted her bums as she went on her knees and he began to enter and she was weeping for joy, for the reconnection as he banged her. Michael knew he will not last for thirty minutes the way the vagina gripped his dick tighter. It was not like that before.
Before, it used to be like a normal figure eight woman's vagina that is wide and not all that deep.
It is easy to forgive a man with a great penis.
Despite that he impregnated her and did not care to know how she was faring, all is over.
A successful woman needs nothing more but sex, a sweet one and he has the satisfier. Whatever his sin, it is forgiven.
" Promise me...promise me." She was trying to deliver a message but she got lost whiffing, whiffing.
Again, she resumed." Michael. "
"Hum!"
'Promise me...promise me. You will...you will be there when...when."
"I will...I will." Michael was gasping out, breathing harder, giving it to her, surprised how events were turning out sweet when he thought he would be in jail.
He gave her what she needed. She held him again and balanced herself in a missionary style. "Now, make it last, Don't tell me you are no more Michael."
Michael remembered. The three-in-one: Sexing her, sucking one side of the nipple and the other hand sifting the other nipple. All, going on at a fast rate, with no slowing.
She dashed into the bathroom after and hurried Michael to bathe.
Every trace of Michael with her, Michael with Barbara has to be obliterated before she breaks the news to Heiress.
But where will she say she saw Michael? Or where will she say she drove out to?
For her to dissuade Heiress Angela not to travel tonight she has to convince her Michael is on his way back.
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