Chapter 222: Chapter 222
Chapter 222
~Mrs. Fanny tell lies about Teddy~
Like a stripper, Mrs. Fanny cat-walked her heavy sexy body to the edge of the bed, raised the duvet and was welcomed by his penis which pointed at the ceiling without remorse. She raised a brow, squeezed her lips and was struck with thought of Teddy smashing his penis into her wet vagina in the same bed, at the same spot, just a few days ago. Up till this moment she was still feeling itches deep down her vagina and she was almost tempted to ask Teddy if he rubbed his penis pepper before having sex with her. Definitely Teddy had defiled her body and feelings for Ken and she may never feel a thing for Ken anymore. She would have to pretend in the marriage until the end of time. Time? Would she survive the time? Would she be the sweet loving wife Ken wanted?
Ken managed a smile. “Come on sweet heart. What are you staring at? Is my dick strange to you?” he queried, opened his arms for her to come into his embrace.
She snapped out of the thought and sighed a relief, before crawling into the bed, leaving her breasts drooping and dangling like that of a dog.
Ken wondered why she kept at herself, giving him much distance and almost pressing to the other edge of the bed. He grinned and ignored her. “
“Sweetie,” he called, his voice falling at the end and within himself he couldn’t deny he wanted her body to be pressed to his until his penis found its way into her slimy vagina, “Is anything the problem ?” he asked with clouds of emotion gathering his voice and lust hanging in his eyes.
She nodded.
“Is there anything that is disturbing you that I need to know?” he asked yet further allowing his eyes to suck into her gold blonde long hair that filled her neck and shoulder.
She nodded and tried to steal a glance at him with the corner of her eyes; she was cautious to know when his penis would be nearing her buttocks or any other part of her body. Ken cleared his voice as though to make her take what he was going to say next very seriously and considerably. Whereas ken spoke, Mrs. Fanny was drawn in the thought of Teddy with total absence to what Ken was saying.
“I was thinking about our destination for honeymoon now and the Bahamas came on mind,” his words were as silent as his hearer whose face was on the other wall, eyes staring stilly and body frozen I thought.
“Sweetie,” he called, drifted to her, peered into her face and shook her before she flinched and came back to her senses.
“Yeah- yeah,” she reaffirmed, sighed and stroked her hair.
“I am with you. I am all ears,” she said coldly, pulling her buttocks from his protruded penis that poked her buttocks line.
“You can’t tell me you are all ears,” Ken intoned, noticing she was always pulling from him each time he drew closer. “What have you been thinking about, sweet sauce?”
She rubbed her eyes in contemplation, and finally turned her face to him. “I wasn’t really thinking about anything than these few tough days that drew past, our wedding, your auto crash,” she shook her head in pity . “What more can one do than think?”
He cut in rubbing to think about anything, anymore, at least I am alive and strong for you and our unborn child,” he said and rubbed her baby bump, especially the thick lines that ran down from her navel to beneath her belly. His thought returned to the events that went on at the wedding and something came on the mind of Ken,
“Yeah sweetie that reminds me,” he said, enthusiastic , “About that strange man that stood up when the priest asked for any objection to our marriage.”
Teddy came on her mind and she glared at him in shock. Pretentiously, she tried to convince that she couldn’t figure out whom he was talking about.
“Who precisely?” she queried and her brow furrowed in anxiety. Already she was inwardly cooking up what answer to give.
“Have you forgotten so soon?” he snapped, sat up to explain further , “A tall scraggly looking young man who was donning a black suit. He …”
He wanted to explain further when she said, “Oh, oh, now I remember. You mean that mad man,” she lied forcing a smile on her face to convince him and hide her secret . She cleared her throat, to aid her troubled heart that had increased in beat.
Ken in shock patted her on the shoulder. “Wait a minute, sweatie,” he beamed, widening his gaze at her, “Is that man mad?” he queried, shooting an interesting stare into her now sweating face.
Anxiety and guilt was responsible for her sudden change of temperature. She couldn’t lock eyes with him and the forced smile was only sorting out her guilt and anxiety, at least aiding her to speak up.
“Yes of course. I later got to find out from a guest who happens to be my friend. She said the man has been mad from time immemorial and he was always seen at occasions where he could cause trouble and eat free food.”
“Hmmm,” Ken believed her hook, line and sinker. , “I thought as much,” he added.
Smiles curled up her lips…
“No sane person would act the way he did. Do you know I was already out- and-out to confront him after the wedding, to know why he came to cause chaos on our wedding.”
Just like her forced smile she let a laugh that left her body trembling . “Maybe he would have given you the bite of your life.”
Ken added, “Honestly,“ He inwardly thanked Jacy for not trying to pull any trouble during the exchange of vows.
Also inwardly Mrs. Fanny wept bitterly for doors of nightmares Teddy had opened in her life…