Freddy came to my house to pick my up for the concert that day. He met my mom while I was busy getting ready. It was just for a short while of approximately ten minutes but Mom mananged to gist him almost half my history and show him my photo book—she left out my nasty childhood and my dad of course. I was so embarrassed when I came out. She has shown Freddy all of my embarrassing pictures. The one I was most ashamed of—me putting my feet in a used condom and wearing it around the house like stockings. Dad was out gambling and doing whatever he does then. Mom came back from work. I even hid my feet and told her to wait until she sees my new stockings. I excitedly showed her like it was the best thing ever. Mom had a stone look at first. But then she burst out into boisterous laughter. She then said, "The apple really does not fall far from a tree." I didn't understand what she meant by those words then. She went in to bring her camera and began to take pictures. Stupid me posed, unknowingly to me that would later be my biggest source of shame. Mom later told me that she herself once used a condom as a balloon when she was a kid. It was then I understood why she had said that thing about the apple not going far from its tree. Okay, back to dinner and Freddy.
"Why did you do that? Freddy and I are not that close yet to be inviting each other over for dinner." We have known each other for like barely a week now. But Mom has already formed a good opinion of him. Singing his praises to my ears. She likes him way more than I do.
"Time does not matter in love honey. Look at us." She points to herself and Richard. "We didn't see each other for up to three months before we decided to get married. It is the feeling, not duration."
"Your mother is right Simona. Take it from her. You girls have an amazing fun girl's discussion. I will be in the study." He kisses mom for a tad too long and then he leaves. If I had known where my room is I would have disappeared out of there.
"Freddy and I are not in love." I stated blandly. "Show me my room please."
"Why is it so dark?" I complained.
"Shush. Wait until you see how I designed it." Mom gushes. "Clap."
I was confused at her instruction. What does clapping have to do with the fact that she is leading me into Tartarus? "Go on, clap." I had to oblige. I did, and then the light came on gradually until the whole room was washed in a florescent glow. I said my third wow. I am even more blown away by the place that is said to be my room than I was the sitting room and the fountain. "Like it? I asked for it to be done like this and even assisted the maids. In my sight is the most beautiful room I have ever seen. It is a monochromatic aesthetics design bedroom. With white being the dominant color. Black and white were my top favorite colors. I like white because it symbolizes purity and black because it is the color that suits me best. Blue, lilac and gray were behind those two colors making it five in total. I don't understand how people can have one favorite color. It had a large queen sized bed in the middle. The kind that I can roll on for a hundred times without falling on the floor.
The room is way more beautiful than the ones that I double tap on social media. My followers are going to be blown away when they see it. But is there any need to post it though? Because I will not be staying here for long. "I like it." I uttered in an amazed voice. I don't like it, I love it.
"Of course you would. I poured in so much thought and attention just for you honey."
She remarked sheepishly.
"Thanks mom." I hug her this time. My thanks being muffled by her shoulder. But she still heard me.
"You don't have to thank me. Just promise that you will not be hard on your father and give him a chance."
"I was never hard on him."
"That is not what I am saying. I want you to try and treat him like a dad okay?"
"That is going to be difficult mom. I can't promise anything."
"Promise that you will try at least. He is a great man."
"Fine." I responded in a wee tone. I wanted to add and emphasize that I will still be leaving but I did not want to spoil Mom's mood and the beautiful atmosphere. She excitedly went on to show me the vanity table that was overflowing with skincare and makeup kits. I was so happy for it. Now I can also brag to Solange, Erica and Kayla that I've got a vanity full of L'Oreal skincare kits. The highlight was the walk-in closet. I have a walk-in closet!!! I nearly screamed out loud in unadulterated happiness. This was a dream come true. Albeit a dream that I can indulge in for the moment.
ELION
My body is shaking. A sign that I was getting close—again. And I could not allow that to happen just yet. I pull out of her pussy and slam in. Nicole screamed. I set my thrusting rhythm into a slow one and began spanking her ass cheeks. Nicole was a screaming, moaning mess. She even begs me to spank her more and hit her harder. After a few slow thrusting, I accelerate into hard ones. I watch my cock pistoning in and out of her. My phone was ringing incessantly. Wondering about what sucker was calling me when I am busy interrupts with my pleasure. I reluctantly pull out of her and went to get my phone. Seeing that it is my dad gets me more angry. I felt like smashing the phone against the wall. "What?" I growled at him as soon as I received it.