Chapter 5: Chapter five
It was a peaceful drive. Nigel was at the helm with Miriam by his side. Gio sat behind Nigel in the backseat, and Nyla was cuddled close to him as Emilio sat on the other side.
Gio and Nyla held hands. She placed kisses on his neck and chin. He smiled.
Emilio's phone sounded, He received a text message, "Last night was wonderful." He didn't respond. His mind flashed to the night before at the club. Nyla was singing on stage. The crowd enjoyed her energy. Emilio had just finished hugging Nyla after the performance. As he walked away to find the restroom, he was pulled into a little corner of the club.
"Emilio, hola papi, long time no see," she said with a hint of whiskey on her breath.
"Sky," he protested, "what are you doing?" he asked as his pants were unfastened and being pulled down below his waist. Before he could object, her mouth covered his curved cock, "Oh god" he moaned. As much as he wanted to push her away, he couldn't.
After he erupted, she stood to her feet and opened her mouth so he could see his DNA glazed over her tongue. She swallowed and licked her fingers, "I don't understand why you run around with that weird bunch when you can have a girl like me."
He shook his head, "They're my friends."
She nodded, "I need your help, Emilio. I need to get back in with Nigel. What can you do?"
He scoffed, "I don't have any say in whom Nigel signs or doesn't."
"Please, papi, I've cleaned myself up. I promise to behave. Let me at least prove it to you."
"Are you still dating—"
"No," she stated quickly, "he's found someone even younger than me."
Emilio touched her face with his strong hand, she was beautiful, her fair skin, with pretty freckles and soft brown eyes. Her hand touched his as they stood gazing upon one another. He wanted someone for him. Could Sky be that person? Could his love be enough to keep her clean? He wondered.
"I'll be gone for a couple of days. I'll see you when I get back."
She smiled, "Okay, papi." She kissed his mouth and strutted off in a pair of fitted sparkly tights.
He cleared his mind and looked out at the beautiful countryside. He recognized that they were getting close to the house. He liked to visit Nigel's mother's house. She loved to cook and cooked very well.
The car drove down a rocky path with towering trees on either side until they arrived at a large beautiful bricked home. "This house is amazing," said Nyla.
"I bought it for Mum five years ago," said Nigel. They funneled out of the car. The main door opened and this bright-eyed girl came charging toward him, "Papa!" she exclaimed as she jumped into his arms.
He kissed her, "Baby girl, my little princess."
His mother was on the porch smiling, "Well, don't keep your friends out on the lawn, come inside."
Amy smiled, "You brought my godparents and Uncle Emilio."
He nodded, "I sure did."
Nyla's mind swam with questions but she remained poised. The little girl studied her, "And who is she?"
"This is our newest friend; you can call her Auntie Nyla."
She walked over to Nyla, "Please to meet you."
Nyla touched her little hand, "Nice to meet you as well."
Amy hugged Gio and Emilio. Miriam smiled, "Look at you. You've grown another inch."
Amy smiled, "Grandma says I'll be tall like my papa."
They went inside and could smell the aroma of something being baked. Nigel introduced Nyla to his mother, "Charmed," she said as she shook Nyla's hand.
"It smells so good in here," Nyla commented.
"I hope you all are hungry; Amy and I have cooked up a lot of Nigel's favorites."
After dinner, Nyla was in the kitchen with Nigel's mother Sarah. She cleared the table and walked the dishes over to the sink. "You're my guest you don't have to do that, dear."
"It's my pleasure. My mother used to tell me not to just go to people's houses and take up space. To make myself useful."
"Where is your mother now?"
"In heaven."
Sarah nodded, "Oh so sorry."
Amy was at the counter coloring, "My mom is in heaven too."
Nyla looked at Sarah. Sarah whispered, "I'll explain later."
Nyla nodded. They continued to clean. After Nyla finished, she sat next to Amy and colored with her for several minutes. Nyla hummed a little tune and Amy sang along, "Oh you sing too?" Nyla said with a smile.
She nodded vigorously, "One day I'll be a famous actress. I want to be in plays."
"You can do it."
Sarah smiled as she watched Nyla interact with Amy, "You have such a gentle way with children. Do you have any?"
"No," she replied sadly.
"I think you would be a great mother. Some women take to it naturally and others."
Miriam walked into the kitchen, "I'm headed to the pub down the road. Do you want to come with me?" she asked Nyla.
"Not tonight. I'm going to rest. I want to get up early and walk around before breakfast."
"Okay, darling, see you later." They watched as Miriam left.
"Okay, Amy, it's time for you to prepare for bed."
"Do I have to?"
"Yes. You do. I'll send your father to tuck you in."
She left the kitchen and Nyla was there with Sarah. She ran her fingers through her long dark locks with silver streaks and whipped her hair into a bun, "I'll never for the life of me understand why Nigel got himself tangled up with that girl."
Nyla's eyes widened. Sarah sighed, "I just think she's all wrong for my son. He loves being a father. He would die for Amy. She's never been a mother to Amy. The moment she delivered her, she wanted no parts of her. She didn't nurse her, hold her ... anything."
Nyla nodded. Suddenly she understood why Amy was under the impression that Miriam was her godmother and not her biological mother. Sarah took a deep breath, "Nigel keeps trying to turn this woman into something she doesn't want to be. I know it's not right but to protect Amy's heart ... I told her that her mother died giving birth to her. I figured it would be easier to accept death over a mother who simply didn't want anything to do with loving you."
Flabbergasted Nyla sat frozen. Nigel entered, "Has anyone seen M?"
"She just left for the pub," his mother responded. She saw the look on his face, "Go on and tuck Amy in for the night. We have a busy day tomorrow. I'm making bangers and mash for breakfast."
He smiled and then left the room.
Nigel sat next to his daughter as she lay under a twin-sized pink duvet. The entire room was pink with a ballerina theme. He had just finished reading a book to her. He placed it on the nightstand.
"Thanks, Daddy."
His lips pressed onto her forehead before he stood. "I like your new friend. She's nice."
"Aunt Nyla. Yes. She's very nice." Nigel gave a soft smile.
"Do you think I'll ever be able to move in with you?"
Nigel hoped in his heart that that reality would come to fruition. "I'm sure of it, sweetheart."
"Goodnight," she said before pulling the covers up to her chin.
He turned off the light, "Goodnight, princess."
After Nigel left the room, he sent several messages to Miriam as he walked to his room but she didn't respond. He grunted, made an about-face, and headed to the front door. His mother was on her way to her room from the kitchen, "Where are you headed?" she asked him.
"Just to the pub for a little bit."
"Son."
"I'm going to see if everything is all right. She hasn't answered my text messages." He left.
She sighed. The last time Nigel went looking for Miriam ... he ended up in a brawl when he saw a man with his hand between her legs. When Miriam saw Nigel's look of anger, she protested to the gentleman. He called her a foul name and she insisted that Nigel defend her honor.
The place was busy enough but not so much that Nigel couldn't scan the room and see the people sitting and having drinks as they spoke to friends. He grunted as he walked over to the bar. There was a pretty redhead who spoke with an Irish accent, "Nigel, how are you, old friend."
"Emily, I'm well," he smiled as he looked her over. She had the cutest red freckles on her nose and her green eyes sparkled under the light.
"What are you having?" she asked.
"Oh, nothing."
She poured him a shot of brown liquid, "Here. You look like you can use a shot of whiskey."
He took it to the head and placed the glass on the counter, "Ahhh, good stuff. Did you—"
"She was here earlier. Left about twenty minutes ago." She looked as if she wanted to say more but didn't want to upset him.
He went into his pocket, pulled out a twenty, and placed it on the counter, "Nice seeing you, Em."
She smiled, "Maybe we can catch up before you head back."
He nodded and then turned to leave. He cussed the entire walk to his car and later drove back to his mother's place.
Emilio was fast asleep in one of the guest bedrooms when Nigel wandered into his room and woke him up, "Bro, are you up?" he said in a drunken haze.
Emilio opened one eye, "Nigel? It's 1:00 in the morning."
"Miriam disappeared again."
Emilio realized he was not going to get to return to slumber any time soon. He sat up, "I'm sure she'll be back before daylight."
"I'm so sick and tired bro. Aren't I a good enough guy? Why the fuck does she do these things?"
Emilio was at a loss. He did not know what to say. Nigel huffed, "I'll let you get back to sleep. I'm sure she'll be back before morning. You're right."
Emilio sighed as he watched his troubled friend leave the room. He only hoped that Miriam would return before morning. He hated when there was tension between the two. He laid back and closed his eyes.
Nyla was in bed talking to Erick. He had just finished a show and was headed back to his hotel room. There was a knock. Gio was watching television when the door slowly opened and Nigel appeared.
"What's up bro," Gio said with cheer.
"I was just checking on you two. How's your bed? Do you have enough blankets?"
"Yes. We're fine."
Nigel slid into bed with them lying next to Nyla, "Hello there Erick, how was your show?"
"It was great. I can't wait to see you guys on Tuesday. I have a few more songs for Nyla. I think we can get an album done in the next two months or so."
"That's awesome."
"I love you all. Kiss Amy for me and send her my love."
"Will do," said Nyla and she ended the call. Nyla turned to Nigel who was right up in her face. She chuckled as she looked into his glassy eyes, "how much did you drink?"
"Just half a bottle of whiskey. My mother will probably kill me when she sees it's almost done."
Gio knew not to ask Miriam. He figured that if Nigel was in their room without Miriam, she had to be up to her usual shenanigans.
Nigel's hand caressed Nyla's body as she lay on her back, "Would you like for Gio and me to spoil you rotten?" he asked.
She looked over her shoulder at Gio. He smiled. She turned back to Nigel and responded, "Yes."
Their hands rubbed her inner thighs, she opened wider and they played, exploring the folds of her labia, polishing her pearl with tiny circles and fingering her juicy center. She moaned softly. Soon both men were suckling her nipples. She bit her bottom lip. They sucked and fingered her until she gasped and flinched.
Nigel eagerly came out of his pants and pressed his flesh to hers as she was on her side. She felt his power penetrate. "Oh fuck," he moaned. Slowly he stroked away the moments as Gio continued to toy with her clit and suck her nipples.
The more he stroked, the wetter she became until he heard her pussy squishing. His hand cupped her left tit as he kissed her mouth. His thrust rate increased and he panted and moaned giving her body extreme pleasure.
He hated that Miriam was not there to enjoy a perfect foursome as they had shared previously but he wasn't about to miss a chance to fill Nyla's center with his thick cock. Just as he was getting into a nice grove, Gio summoned her. He wanted her on his cock.
She moved and mounted Gio easing down slowly feeling the piercing run along her clitoral wall. She bit her lip as she looked down at him and began to hump. His strong hands caressed her ass. She looked over and saw Nigel standing with his cock pointed at her. Her mouth opened and she took it in as far as she could.
He held the sides of her face and stroked her pretty mouth as her full lips encircled his shaft. He thrust a little faster, His forehead beaded with sweat. He wiped his brow and thrust faster. He held her head until she gagged. His cum spewed from the sides of her mouth and dripped down her chin, "Uh fuck," he said as he pulled back and collapsed on the bed.
Nyla turned to Gio. She swallowed most of his nut, the rest, she wiped from her chin. Gio held onto her breasts and enjoyed the view of her riding his cock until her body trembled with delight. He pulled her close. Her lips pressed to his, and he grunted, filling her center with his liquid.
He ran his fingers through her hair. They hummed for a moment as he held her kissing her mouth.
The morning had arrived. Nigel's eyes fluttered open when he heard the sound of water running in the bathroom. He sat up slightly and saw Gio fast asleep. He left the bed and walked over to the bathroom where he encountered Nyla getting ready.
"Good morning, are you headed somewhere?"
"For a walk. It looks so peaceful around here."
He smiled, "Thanks for last night. I appreciate you and Gio. Your friendship means a lot to me." She hugged his naked body, "We love you."
He smiled, "Nice to know someone does."
"Miriam loves you," she attempted to reassure him but he didn't look convinced.
"I'm going to go freshen up before breakfast."
She watched as he left.
Nyla was outside walking along the river's edge. There was something freeing about being in the countryside. It was quiet, the air was fresh, and the scenery was picturesque like something you'd see on a calendar.
She wasn't tied to her cell phone like she was in the United States since her service was not working out of the country. Gio had planned to get her a phone once they got back to town. However, she enjoyed the peace of not knowing. It gave her the chance to see life through her eyes and experience her surroundings.
Along her path, she saw a woman walking with a little girl. Her red hair was noticeable at a distance, when she finally met her, the woman spoke with a cheerful Irish accent, "Good morning to you."
Nyla smiled, "Good morning."
"An American, are you new to the area?"
Nyla hesitated, "Well, I'm visiting a friend. I'm at Ms. Sarah's house. Right down there," she said as she pointed to the direction she was walking.
The little girl stared at Nyla with wide eyes, "What's your name?"
"Well, pretty girl, I'm Nyla."
She blushed, "My name is Adrienne. I'm friends with Amy. Tonight, we're dancing. Are you coming?"
Nyla nodded, "I am. I'm friends with Nigel; he brought us here to see her dance, and now I get to see you too."
"I'm Emily, Nigel and I went to high school together before he moved away for college and became a big-time city boy."
Nyla nodded, "I'm working with him. He's going to sign me to his label."
Emily smiled, "That's great. You must have a beautiful voice. Nigel won't work with just anyone."
Nyla smiled, "Yeah, he kind of gives me that impression. It was nice meeting you."
"Yes, I'll see you a little later."
By the time Nyla returned, Sarah was already finished preparing breakfast. Nyla smiled, "Oh my, that smells amazing."
Sarah pointed at the table, "Did you enjoy your walk? Emily said that she saw you."
With a deep relaxing breath, she responded, "Yes. I did meet Emily. She was nice. I love this area. I could live here."
Gio entered with Emilio, "Is that so?" he asked as he kissed her forehead. I'll keep that in mind.
They sat at the table. Sarah counted, "Seems like we're missing a few people."
Amy ran into the kitchen. "Amy, not indoors," her grandmother stated.
"Yes, grandmother," she said as she sat next to Nyla, "My dad says, he's not hungry."
Sarah sighed deeply and placed the food on the table, "I'll bless the food she said as she took her seat, "God, we thank you for the many blessings you've bestowed upon us and this wonderful meal. Amen"
"Amen," They all uttered before digging into the aromatic food that graced the table.
"Emily seemed nice. She said her niece is dancing tonight with Amy."
Amy smiled, "Adrienne is my best friend. We are the A & A crew at school."
Sarah smiled, "Emily is quite delightful and that niece of hers is adorable. She and Amy have been joined at the hip for two years now."
They continued to converse until breakfast was over.
Sarah enjoyed sitting out on the back porch of her home. She sat with Nyla drinking tea. They stared out at the surroundings. Nothing but beautiful lush green grass on a couple of acres of land with tall towering trees.
"Before Nigel bought me this grand house, we stayed in a tiny little two-bedroom home not far from here. I had always been fond of this land. I would dream of owning a house near the river. I dreamed of having birthday parties for my grandchildren right here in what is now my backyard."
"Do you ever feel lonely out here ... just you and Amy?"
She shook her head, "Not at all. Most of us here know each other well enough. We check on one another. It's peaceful. Whatever one person doesn't have another person will gladly give."
"That's beautiful."
"It is. You are more than welcome to come and visit us any time."
"I'd love that."
"So, what's your story? I noticed that you and Gio are close."
Nyla hesitated, "Um."
"You don't have to be ashamed. Just because I have a little snow on my roof doesn't mean I don't know what's happening."
"Gio and I are together. Sort of."
She nodded. "You're a good woman for Gio." She sighed, "I hope one day Nigel can find a good woman for himself."
Nyla looked at Sarah. Sarah took a deep breath, "I know Miriam is your friend or whatever you all have going on. And believe me, I think she's nice enough. I don't hate her. She's just not the woman I want for my son. He deserves someone that loves him and respects him. Nigel takes great care of the people and things he loves."
Nyla understood Sarah's point of view. She felt bad for Nigel. She could sense his pain last night as he sexed her. He was searching her body for something. The way he stroked her. She knew he had to be thinking about Miriam the whole time.
"Maybe one day she'll change," said Nyla with hope.
Sarah's head moved left to right slightly. It was as if she couldn't see it happening.
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