Chapter 199: Chapter 199
Chapter 199
~Wild and steamy sex~
“Do you remember my first advise to you the first day I saw you with Ella?” grandma said as she trudged along the field with Brian.
Brian dimmed his eyes thoughtfully to recall. He snorted hard as he could recall it was about Ella, “Yeah, grandma,” he said with a nod,
“So can you tell me what it is?" grandma inquired shooting a brightened face into his drawn face, wishing he could brighten up.
“You…um…you said I should stay off that Mexican girl,” he replied, guessed into her face to see if he answered correctly.
“Good,” grandma said, clenched her jaw in sadness and said, “I am an old woman. In few months I would be ninety six. You should derive wisdom from me. That Mexican girl called Ella has ill destiny. She breathes ill fate. She is not a woman you should date,” once she said that Brian snorted, sighed and rolled his eyes in shame . “Come on grandson, I can tell when a boy is fucking and when he isn’t, who he is fucking and where.. Don’t forget I have been through that. I was once a youth like you.” She said, paused, rubbed Brian on the shoulder and said yet again, “You can see with your eyes the ill luck that has been befalling her. From the death of her first husband to the disappearance of her second husband, who happens to be your cousin. How are we even sure she didn’t murder her husband and claimed he disappeared, uh?”
At the mention of that, Brian cleared his throat, feeling itches of suspicion caress through his body. His heart pounded so ruggedly that he was having the real runny stomach now. He was lost in thought of how he was going to survive the days ahead in the heat of the present circumstances when grandma called him.
“Brian! Brian! Are you with me?” she nudged him on the shoulder.
And Brian came to his sense, “Yeah, yeah, grandma. I am with you, granny,” he said dragged a frown stroked his hair confusedly.
“What are you thinking about? Is there something you are hiding from me?” she held him on the hand, “talk to me son. You can always confide in me.”
Brian rolled his eyes and said, “Yes,” replied Brian, feeling so much guilt now and housing the urge to confess to grandma that he and Ella murdered her husband.
“What is it son?. I promise to keep it secret,” said grandma squeezing his finger impatiently, and wishing she could have a clear view of his of what was going on in his mind now.
Brian broke down in tears immediately. The guilt of the murder he committed was flogging him yet again. He could see himself smashing the head of Ella’s husband at the time and how blood pumped from his skull ; the image kept flashing in his thought that he yelled at the top of his voice and wailed like a beaten dog. All grandma could do was hug him to herself, stroke his hair, and shook him on the shoulder.
“Perk up, perk up. It is OK, come on,” she nursed him, shook him harder and wiped the tears trickling down his cheeks. “You have to stop crying like a kid. You are a man now. Perk up,” she said, held him on the face, once she sensed he was beginning to calm down. “Talk me son, what is it that is bothering you? Trust me I won’t tell anyone,” she urged him and locked eyes with him as soon as she noticed his lips were about uttering a word.
Brian smacked his lips. Felt heavy to say it, and then sniffed. He fought back the urge to say it. Instead he said, “I am sorry for not heeding to your advice. I am so ashamed of myself for fucking my cousin’s wife. It is forbidden and immoral and I can’t just forgive myself for not sapping from your wise advice.”
“Come on sugar-pappy,” grandma nursed him, wiped his tears and stroked his hair. “You are forgiven. It is a thing of the past now. And I promise not to let your father know about it. It is going to be a secret between the both of us,” she said , placed her hands on his shoulder and said, “I only want to know one thing,” she winked at him and saw how he shamefully bowed his head avoiding eye contacts.
“What could that be granny?” Brian asked, playfully fondling the hem of his sleeves shirt, and sniffing.
“Promise me you will end it with Ella, especially now her husband is missing. You just can’t risk to be implicated in her ill fate. Promise to put an end with whatever you have with her. I don’t want you to know the color of her G-string anymore, neither do I want you to help her put to bed like you did some time ago. You are not a medical doctor. You should learn to fall in love with your head and not your heart. That girl Ella is a user. She will use you for the sweetness of her pussy and then dump you.” She said and started trudging away and Brian joined her. “Let me reveal to you what happened on the night of my welcome back party. Your cousin actually came to honor my party. He is an ardent flirt and once Ella noticed he was rich, she approached him, got him talking, invited him to the horse pen and made him fuck her. I was observing everything. It was after that incident that your cousin came up with the idea of marrying her,” she snorted stroked his cheeks and said, I want you to assure me you have nothing to do with Ella’s pussy anymore.”
Brian breathed uneasily, shot his eyes briefly and said, “I just ended it with her a few days ago. We are cat and mouse now. Our parallel lines can’t meet anymore.”
“That is my baby, come here,” grandma said, and opened her hands for him to come into her embrace.
He breathed on her fragile wrinkled chest, holding her onto the waits, “I love you granny,” he said in yet a sorrowful tone as he retuned his gaze to the floor, thoughtfully lost in the sin that hung in his mind and often made him guilty whenever it was mentioned.
Granny held him while they walked away.
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Due to his love for books, Mr. Coleman couldn’t wait to peruse through the novel, ‘SEIZING TIME’, he got from Ella. Quickly he fetched for himself a cup of tea and sat down to read the novel. Gently he flipped though pages just to admire the chapters he would love to read. Upon getting to the tenth page, he saw a written note which was scribbled on a paper. His gaze widened, his brow furrowed and jaw sagged while he read through;
My husband can’t give me wild and steamy sex – Ella
He read it repeatedly, grinned, stroked his beards and stared in the space thoughtfully.
Something was about to be revealed…