Chapter 205: Chapter 205
Chapter 205
~A bouquet of flowers~
Once she heard a knock on the door, she made to the door and unlocked it. Immediately three hostile-looking, dare devil alpha men walked in. and Ken drifted towards the wall, almost peeing on himself and wishing the ground would open for him to fall therein. Upon getting to the edge of the wall he pressed onto it and gestured at the men who were already advancing to him with their venous thick brawly arms holding out to him
“What do you want, gentle men? Ken cried in whispers dragging his face in frown and almost melting before them. “Please don’t hurt me. What do you want? I beg of you,” his hands trembled as he was held by one of the men who were in front of the others.
“What we want is very simple,” one of the men groaned, while the others surrounded Ken, tormenting and threatening him with their, macho thick chests and kill-him deadly looks. “We want you to join us to the car. It is either you choose to walk gently or we will hijack you through the crowd and you know what that means,” the man groaned, squeezing his hand and ken yelled at the top of his voice for help.
A punch on the stomach! Ken bellowed, holding unto his stomach, writhing in pain.
“That is how you are going to yell to death if you should do anything stupid once we get outside,” one of the men warned, sneering at Ken who was already sweating profusely.
“So which do you want, asshole?” another of the men asked him in a more terrifying manner that left Ken fidgety with his lips being prompted to speak up.
“I want it gently, please, please don’t hurt me,” Ken pled convulsing under the hold of the man that had been holding him all the while.
“Now move it! Fast!” the man jeered, squeezing his hand and pushing him to make a move. “Hold on,” the man commanded and Ken came to a halt.
The man advanced to him and asked, “Have you ever smiled in your life before?” the man spanked him on the head and Ken shook, thinking he was going to hit him again.
“No, no, no sir…” he stuttered shaking hugely and with the corner of his eyes , he could see Jacy having no iota of smile on her face and it was then he knew he was in trouble and Jacy was ready to deal with him.
Now I want you to smile like you have never done before. I want a contagious smile,” the man advised Ken.
“let it be so contagious that your guests will be forced to smile back the moment they see you,” one of the men said, jabbed at him.
“Do you understand?” another of the men snapped, “If you cut the smile I am going to hit you hard before your guests and make sure you are messed up.” He rubbed him on the head and spanked it.
“Now can I have those smiles from you now?” he demanded.
And Ken smiled but not hugely. A heavy spank descended on his neck and it turned red at once. One of the men raised his sleeves and his pistol flashed at Ken.
“They are going to hit you but I am going to shoot you, if I don’t get the contagious smile from you. Now smile like an asshole that you are,” the man demanded and watched as ken gradually built a smiling face.
Feeling like to impress them, Ken started laughing and one of them shouted at him, “Stop laughing like the anus of a horse. We said contagious smile and not laugh,” he sneered at ken and he pulled back his cheeks in a yet to contagious smile.
“Nice boy,” one of the men said, rubbed him on the shoulder, and ordered, “Now move it!”
And they started moving out. Before jacy slammed the door, she lit a cigar and out between her lips…
***
Please Teddy, I beg of you,” Mrs. Fanny begged, going down on her knees. “Today is my day. I don’t want you to do anything stupid that will make my husband know this pregnancy is not his,” she was already all tears as her face turned red.
“oh well, well,” Teddy said, clapping , “First of all this is my gift to you, the mother of my unborn child,” he said, pushed out his hand and gave her the bouquet of flowers. Mrs. fanny was reluctant to collect the flower from him. And he beckoned on her.
“Come on have the flower. It is yours,” he said gently with a mysterious smile that hid a million actins that were about to unravel.
Arming herself with caution, she neared him with fidgety hands and wailing face. Quickly she snatched it from him, and withdrew to herself like a puppy would do after sucking its mother’s breasts.
“You see, I have never bought a flower for a woman before ,” he said still at his mile, “The day thought of it hit me in the head, I branched a grocery , bought one of the most expensive bouquet of flower, drove home to present it to my wife only to meet her moaning and crying under a man that was pounding into her pussy.”
He let a noisy laugh that echoed from wall to wall, while Mrs. Fanny focused on him, studying every of his moves as he paced up and down the toilet, explaining his ordeal,
“After that night I didn’t discard the flower.”
He let yet another laugh and then frowned, “Do you know what I did? I kept it by the side of my bed, having it close to my heart and eyes every night before bed time, just to remind myself that very night I caught my wife fucking another man in my bed. She did it because she hated me and wanted to carry another man’s child since I wasn’t man enough. Every night, I reminded myself the day I will be able to impregnate a woman, that woman would I give the flower, which I couldn’t give my wife. Trust me what happened between us that night was destiny. Everything was a magic. The sweetness of your pussy confirmed to me that I was hitting the right woman at the right spot, so pregnancy was certain. Today I present that same flower to you, the woman that is carrying my unborn child…”
He was yet speaking when Mrs. Fanny wailed, “Hell no, I don’t need your flower. Go away!
She was about to see the other side of Teddy…