Chapter 108: Chapter 108

Chapter 108

~Erotic feelings~

Grandma and Brian showed up at the dining properly seated to a dish of pasta and sauce. They had endeared a noiseless lunch on that chill afternoon when grandma cleared her throat, had s sip of her juice and then water to clear it even further.

“I have been wanting to discuss something with you.” Her voice was gentle yet to Brian it was impressively intimidating.

At the time Brian had a full moth, and all he could do was masticate his food and pull up a look of numbness. Although he was certain the discussion would center on Ella , yet he was more anxious to pay attention to draw a conclusion about it. Recently only discussions about Ella stuck on grandma’s lips. He knew in as much as grandma wanted his happiness and wellbeing his having anything to do with Ella would never solicit her support. She saw Ella as a lady whose declining part of life was out to source for an anchor, be it anyone that would carry her burden and help bring light to her path once gain. Absolutely she hated to see Ella with Brian, even when she fancied her enterprise and hard work in her farm.

“I am all ears granny,” Brian mumbled as soon as he was done masticating.

”You are in love with Ella aren’t you?” she confided in him, her face stilled and wrinkled eyes curiously staring and waiting for his reply.

He shrugged. “Why would you say a thing like that, granny?” he asked and fell back in his chair.

She tossed him some photos after pulling out her hand that had been under the table all along. “You have been visiting her matrimonial home and screwing her lonely pretty ass,” she added quite simple yet unfriendly when she said yet further. “How does a married woman taste in bed, nanny’s boy?”

Brian watched with dilated conical eyes photos of Ella’s hands and head lolled on his shoulders as he carried her out of the house, into the car, and out of the car while at the hospital premises.

“Oh damn granny you are just impossible. Have you been trailing me?” you are not serious are you?” His frown shot at her wrinkled tan face.”

Her pinch jaw dropped in anger. “I don’t want anything to happen to my only grandson. As soon as I perceived your soft spot for a married woman, I decided to trail your damn ass and also plant watch dogs over you should there because of physical combat, they would run to your aid.. Perhaps you don’t know you are playing with fire, by going out with another man’s wife. I foresaw Ella’s husband challenging you to a fight. Possibly taking your life. All these while I had a watch dog trail you and keep track of your activities’ with Ella.

He cut in with fury in his eyes, his voice softly gentle and low yet unhappy, “I am not in love with Ella. I have nothing to do with another man’s wife. I take her as my sister, and render her help and care that she never had that is all. These photos don’t prove I have a thing with her.”

“Then what happened in these photos?” She asked, mounting her glass on her long nose to behold the photos as though it were going to be her first time.

“This was some hour ago. When she had a domestic accident in her sitting room when I came visiting, she slipped over spilled water and slammed on the floor. I had to rush her to the hospital the moment she passed out.”

She shook her head and as she did her glasses on her nose almost dropped out of place. “I am still on point nanny’ s boy. You visited her in the absence of her husband,. What on earth could inspire that first love, obsession, feelings and what have you.”

“Listen up,” she interrupted him, the moment his lips wanted to move. “This is Miami. Bullshit is treated as shit and not bull. I wouldn’t sit back and watch some goddamn man cancel Christmas on your ass. If you need some love, out there are pretty, young, untouched, girls that can love your damn dirty ass like fish rolls and show you what true love taste like. Sometime ago it was Meyer and Ella and now Meyer is out of the way , Ella is still breathing her erotic feelings towards you. You need to accord me some respect by letting her be. She belongs to another man now.”

“I am not disputing that granny. “His voice trembled with wrath and it delivered as thunder. He had lost it but would keep his voice down and put himself under control since her accuser was grandma and not another person. What he was about saying next was a secret he didn’t want to share with grandma, because he believed Ella would have it kept as secret if he was another person, presumably she wouldn’t even had told him in the first place.

“Is just that—“ His voice stuttered as voice note losing its key on piano. “You know granny , I told you some time about this ill feeling I had for Ella ‘s marriage with the billionaire. Now it has come to pass. You wouldn’t want to see the way he maltreats Ella. He treats her as a piece of leaflet, in fact she is legal slave. Ella lives at the brick of fear and terror all day long. The sexual possession she suffered in the name of sex exploration is tearing her apart. She has no word of her own anymore. At the feet of her husband she sleeps and wakes. Wouldn’t want to mention the threat and verbal abuse she gets on a daily whenever she flouts his orders by mistake…”

“Hold on, nanny’s boy, all of this you just said has nothing to do with my pretty ass. She agreed to marry him so she should face the music. I am not God so I wonder what you would have me do.”

“I need your help grandma,” Brian said after a thoughtful moment.

“And what could that be?’ She asked staring in wonder, and anxiously too.

“Should Ella run to you for assistance of whatsoever please help her and don’t restraint. She might come back to the farm to resume her duty as your laborer please don’t withdraw your kindness.” He said

And grandma gaped at him, wondering what had come over Brian.

***

Naked and sweating profusely, Ella lay on the floor , sobbing , drawn, sucked, battered and her eyes welled up with tears. All over her body ached and hurt with weird sex. The exudates of animalistic sex still hung across the room; even she rarely could feel she was naked because her mind set was on her vagina that burnt as freshly acquired injury watered with pepper juice. Thus had been her fate for over six months of marriage with the wealthy devil’s son.

She could hear the splash of water on the floor and through the glass door she could see her devourer’s mediumtan skin, having a wash in the shower, whistling a song only he could understand, feeling satisfied and grateful to his libido. The splashing of water had stopped just then and after a few seconds he came out naked, with his towel across his neck and a lustful stare at Ella ensued until her nakedness charmed into his eyes and he stroked his penis, furiously watching as his erection built in to a rod-strong shaft’ he wasn’t done with her yet.

Within herself she breathed uneasily, exhausted and losing energy to have the tenth round of steamy sex. With the corner of her weakened eyes she watched him advance with his meaty penis in his hand, and balls dangling like that of a cow.

“Sweet cunt, come here wife. You are mine. Sweet pussy isn’t enough. “ He groaned , and smiled jestfully, grabbed her legs, parted them as scissors,, glared at her red vagina which was buried under thick blond hair, and spat twice at it. “I don’t know why dirty pussy tastes good.” He spanked her thighs heavily with his palm, turned her rear and spanked her big buttocks too. He chuckled and frowned for action. Soon with his penis he would be slapping the hell out of her weak vagina, and she would be screaming at the top of her voice, moaning and disturbing the neighborhood for the tenth time…

Tension loomed on…