Chapter 268: Chapter 268

Chapter 268

~Ken down with a whore~

“Oh my gosh! What the hell happened?” Ken asked, staring at his penis and balls which stretched between his legs. Quickly he reached to the duvet and covered his nakedness. With a mountain of surprise parading through his face, he stared at Joyce whose back side was facing him, while she smoked at the corner.

“You are awake already,” she said and puffed out a cloud of smoke, losing interests in turning her front side to him, “Good morning, Mike,” she greeted coldly and smoked on.

Although he wanted to cheat on his wife yet he least expected the adventure happening so soon and quick. He thought he would consciously participate in this unavoidable adventure. Glaring around the room, he saw their cloths littered all over the place without one single condom which plunged him to quickly ask, “Did we use condom?”

Joyce didn’t make a comment as she gave him the cold shoulder and smoked on.

“Did you hear me, Mrs. Stripper?” he asked yet again and clapped his hand to catch her attention.

Just then she stood to her feet, and he swallowed hard the moment her full nakedness shot into his eyes. The shades of darkness at the nightclub had deprived him the opportunity to behold this beauty. She was an ideal hour glass whore, whose slender waist sank into a broad torso and thicker firmer thighs. She was only skinny on the shoulders arms and stomach, and the only portable figure on her body was her breasts which pointed up as that of a virgin. Ken pinched himself to ascertain if this was the lady he spent the night with or another. As she walked to the trash can, her soft buttocks cheeks clapped with each other and rolled effortless, calling on Ken to yearn for more of her.

“This is it,” she said, showed Ken the number of condom he used all through the night and with his lips squeezed and head shaking he could count five of them.

“Five condoms?” Ken queried and scowled his face at her as she walked felinely to her spot and continued smoking. “Was I that good?”

“Or you should have asked were that sex starved?” she said, stole a glance at him and stood up again but this time to have a cold shower in the Jacuzzi.

Ken shook his head as his jaw sagged at the thought of Mrs. Fanny and what she might be doing now. He looked at his watch and it was still early hours precisely five. She might be at the door now, patiently waiting for his return; he thought…

***

At the same hour of past five, Mrs. Fanny was still lying naked next to Teddy in his suite as arranged by Teddy. She had looked out for Ken almost all night and when she saw he wasn’t forthcoming; she had a warm bath , a light make over for the night and hopped into a taxi that took her to the five star, hotel Teddy was lodging.

Dinner was roasted chicken and cheese specially ordered by Teddy for her and unborn child. And when she demanded for a couple of high content alcoholic drink, Teddy refused her for the sake of his unborn child in her womb. But Mrs. Fanny needed it to while away her sorrow and misery.

Gradually she was losing Ken and she wondered where he might have possibly gone to , the moment he left their hotel room. He was a tourist in Bahamas. She wasn’t sure he had been to the Bahamas before. Could he be at a night club? Or could he be frolicking with a whore right now? She blinked curiously as she was lost in thought. She wondered what her end would look like; what fate awaited her and if she was going to survive these hard times in her life now.

She sighed out of her thought, stole a glance at Teddy who had been staring at her all along and then sat up.

“I got to go,” she said, cast a glance at the wall clock and saw the time was almost six.

Teddy curled up around her, brought his hands across her baby bump and rubbed on it before stamping a kiss on it.

“I don’t feel like letting you go, dear,” he said trying to sound lovely and charming and wishing Mrs. Fanny could accept him into her life without all the fight and quarrel. His hand strolled and fondled under the duvet and could lay hold on her soft buttocks now.

A squeeze started off.

She flinched “Stop that!” she ordered, adjusted herself from him and warned him with her red eyeballs that burnt with anger. “I am not enjoying that shit, stop!” she snapped but only got a gentle smile from Teddy who was not ready to do her bidding.

“I thought you were going to spend the night with the father of your unborn child,” said Teddy, holding onto her hand and she pulled away from him. “I am sure your husband doesn’t fuck you the way I do…”

He barely could complete his statement when Mrs. Fanny sent him a resounding slap that left him rubbing his cheeks immediately.

“Next time you accord my husband some respect. I wouldn’t sit here and watch you disrespect a man that is twice better than you…” she was interrupted not by words but by action.

Like a cat, Teddy pounced on her, pinned her to the edge of the bed and sneered at her, “How dare you raise your hands at me, uh. How dare you…” he yelled at her. “Hmmm, for the sake of my unborn child I am not going to hit you back but I am going to do it in a special kind of way,” he said, stuck out his tongue.

She fought to loosen from his hold, “Let go of me , you monster. Let go of me!” she yelled but it was too late.

Teddy had pulled down on her, squeezed his face between her thighs and scrubbed his tongue on her wet vagina before licking her up…

“Shit…fuck…hmmm…oh fuck…easy…Teddy, Teddy you are crazy. I will never forgive you…”

She moaned on.

Trouble loomed on…