Chapter 34: Chapter 34

• • • Sheila’s POV • • •

I wake up at the sound of my alarm clock. My eyelids still feels heavy yet I tug my self out of bed. Last night was exhausting and I slept late. Natasha insisted on me to sleepover at her parent's place but I declined her offer, I don't want to abuse it.

I walk around my room searching for what to put on. I have an early morning class today. I rush, taking a quick bath then all my morning routine.

I grab a short red wrap gown, with ropes going around and training my tiny waist.. The gown is loose, yet it retails my curves from my round sizable breast to my thin waist and fat ass, a perfect hourglass contour.

I rush out of my room and the time is showing a few minutes to 6 am. The weather is still cold when I step out of my room. I can take to the hotel without any second thought. I change my destination of the day, from school to the hotel.

“Thank you!” I step down of the cab, discretely rush to the lift since no one has to see me in the hotel out of my working hours. The lifter stops at the 9th floor, the floor in which no one has to get into unannounced, then I start having doubts. This isn't a good idea, what if Do I get caught?. Whatever I have to give him back his damn papers.

I step out of the lifter, struting in the corridor leading to Freddy’s room door. With doubt I press the bell.

“Shit! who is this, early in the morning?” Freddy cries as he gets down from his bed to opens the door. His eyes widen, scrutinising me from head to told. He stands speechless with a freezes chill down his spine. I feel the same thing

“Can I get in?” my words snatches him from his thoughts. “Of course!” he shifts by the side and I walk in, he follows me closing the door behind him.

Thousand of questions wondering his mind yet he dare not let anyone out in fear of spoiling the moment or drive her away. So he seats on his bed and watches her, not making things easy for her as he remains quiet.

My mind goes blank as I stand in front of him. I seem to have forgotten why I came to him this early morning.

I hike to the little bar found in his room, pour out several glasses of whiskey, drinking all of them in gulps. This seems to amuse him as remains seated on his bed with a ferocious grin on the face. I guess he has finally figured out the reason of my presence here.

However, I don't mind him. I just need the courage to do what I'm about to do. At the same time I want him so badly in me that it makes me feel sick, also not willing to do anything. I have never been in such a state before, I feel so low for feeling this way, “it's not right for a woman.” they would have told me in my country.

Perhaps I'm the Cinderella this time, perhaps not, still I extend to be even if it's just for a few minutes.

After several glasses. I roll back to him with my trembling smile. I take the documents out of my bag, slowly dropping it on the table with my bag at the same time. Freddy smiles.

I gently unwrap the rope of my gown, which immediately opens to my bra and panties. The gown helplessly falling on the ground. In shock, he swallows his spit in a gulp. I'm as shock as well, still I'm determined to give up on my virgin and right now, I don't care.

“Sheila, are you sure?” Freddy tries to halt. Then I take off my breast ware, my fat heavy boobs helpless falls and this renders him speechless. I trip to him with my breast shaking, recklessly at every single step I take, grabbing all his attention to me.

Before he can release it, my mouth is already on his, he accepts my kiss like a baby receiving breast milk, this makes him harder.

I pull him to the bed, I claim faced him but he turns me back to be on top, but this time making me lay flat in bed with my back facing the ceiling. He seats on my ass, taking my hands to my back.

He tried to insert but my core seems narrow. He sent a finger which gets soak in my wet p*ssy. Then he inserts two fingers, then three until he makes away.

“Are you sure you want this?” he groans like a dog on heat. I nod with my face buried in the bed. He takes me from behind without wasting any second with preliminaries. He gets uncontrollable like a hungry beast.

He rides me faster and faster, pressing himself on my back. My pussy hurts but there is no way to stop or notify him, he keeps striking.

In the beginning, I moan the hell out of me because of the painful something which doesn't bother him since he doesn't lessen the speed not even for a second. At a certain point it become an enjoyable pain and now I don't want him to stop.

I manage to turn him in bed. He lays flat on his back while I claim on top of him, gently inserting his d*ck into my core. He folds his hands behind his head, impatiently watching me.

Our stares meet and this makes me nervous. “Go on don't be shy.” he whispers. I start rubbing my ass on his d*ck, slowly. I gradually increase the speed, I start pounding him hastily.

He smiles then he whirls me on doggy style. It's clear that he loves to have control, anyway I enjoy it, he’s warmth me. He pounds the hell out of me none stop until he reaches his peak. Luckily, we attain our peaks at the same time. He presses me tightly unto him, until the quake sensation trotting over my body ends.

We both fall in bed, helplessly and exhausted still with huge smiles. I'm daydreaming. This feeling immediately ends and I fall back to reality.

I get down of the bed, pick up all my stuff and I start dressing to leave. Now, I feel ashamed of myself. It's like the demonic spirit which was possessing has left without giving notice.

“Where are you running to?. Why don't you stay?” he remains in bed peacefully. “I have a class soon.” I retort I finish dressing and I pick my bag and I leave.

“Oh, I see I hope to see you after your classes today.” he happily says. “Ok” I simply nod. “Hey,” his voice stops me just when I'm about to hit the door behind me.

“I'm happy you signed the papers, trust me you won't regret this.” he says seriously. “I hope so.” I look at the the door behind me.

“OMG! She was a virgin” he falls back in bed fulfilled.

I take a cab back to my room at the University. Once I reach I change into my nightwear, wipe up my makeup and I fall in bed. I can't help but think about all this. I'm happy and scared at the same time. Now, I'm a cheap girl. Natasha will kill me when I will tell her this.

I fall asleep without realising it. I later shudder out of sleep when the knocks on the door interrupts my fantastic dream. “Shit!” I walk to the door with my sleepy eyes.

“Why aren't you in-class?. You got me worried you never miss classes. We just finish the first lesson and the The second will start soon get ready and let's go.” Natasha starts yelling as soon as I open the door and I start regretting why I opened it.

“I'm tired, I'm not feeling fine!” I helplessly fall back into bed. “This is weird!” Natasha takes a seats by me “But you were fine yesterday.” she keeps wondering aloud as she hopes to convenience me to follow her to class.

“I can't explain but I'm not in the mood.” I cry. “It's fine I will stay here to keep you company,” Natasha says. “Hell no, you are going to class, follow up the lessons so that you will explain it to me later when I get well.” I convince her.

Natasha finally goes to class while I stay in the house, sleeping watching films on phone and I'm lazt to cook or do anything. My conscience is slowly slaughtering me making me damn uncomfortable.

Luckily Natasha orders breakfast for me and it's been delivered to me. It came as a surprise though. I eat hoping it will relieve me.

After classes Natash comes back with lunch this time like she knew I needed food, much food. I eat without talking much like usually. She watches me and I notice her weird stare. I which words can come out of my mind but unfortunately it doesn't.