Chapter 39: Chapter 39

Chapter 39 ~Mother and daughter~

“I can’t thank you for what you did for my daughter, Ken. You have been wonderful ever since you offered us your services,” Mrs. Fanny said, stirring her coffee and beaming a huge smile at Ken who was busy baking a hot cake for them.

Mrs. Fanny and Kate paid Ken a visit at his house to appreciate him for paying the sum of fifty thousand dollars to finalize her release, even after winning the court case that almost sent Kate to jail.

“Oh common, I mean I couldn’t stay and watch a pretty, young damsel like Kate risk going to jail,” he said and turned off the oven, “Should I cut you cake?” he asked them, staring lustfully at Kate.

“Oh yes, I would need much of it,” said Kate, blushing.

“Cake goddess. She likes cake a lot,” said Mrs. Fanny, smiling at Kate.

Ken cut them a large portion and served them at their chair. He had his portion too, as he gave a mouthful bite at his portion and munched hungrily. “I love cake too. Meanwhile we shouldn’t be taking coffee. We got to be toasting to the victory.” He stood and pranced to his wine shelf and fetched a sparkling white wine, with wine flutes. He smiled at Kate and her mother as he handed them the flutes and popped up the wine before pouring them a fluteful. They stood at once as he declared the toast.

“We drink to the freedom and victory of our beloved, Kate, which shall remain. We drink to life, and more wins,” he said.

“Yes, more wins, more and more.”

“Yes especially for dad,” added Kate, and they concurred before they clicked their flutes in cheers and drank.

“Now Ken,” said Mrs. Fanny, glaring at him and inwardly lusting after his pink thick lips and bigger biceps that stood out in his shirt. “What will become of my husband? You know we have one more battle to win tomorrow.”

“I know,” said Ken softly and sipping at his wine and staring at Mrs. Fanny’s thick thighs that called on him in her short gown. “I will have to visit him at the station first and break words with him. I need to hear his side of the drug story before knowing the next step to take.”

“That drug was planted in our house. My husband doesn’t do drugs trust me.”

“But who could be responsible for all this? They have been coming for us so much,” said Kate, with her pitiful look, almost seeming like one that will cry soon.”

Ken said, “Exactly what I have been yearning to ask you two. I mean this enemy planned to send Mr. Fanny to jail, and drug is one case I have won in the past with a little margin,” said Ken, stealing a glance at Kate’s lingerie, as she was sitting very carelessly now. He saw her lingerie was red and netted too and he imagine himself spreading her legs and licking her up till she cried like a baby.

“Please I am counting on you, Ken, do anything within your power to save my husband from going to jail.

At once Kate’s phone buzzed; and when she beheld it, Tony had sent her a message to come outside and meet him in the woods. Kate had been looking for this moment to see Tony again. She had missed him like a pregnant woman would miss her period .And she didn’t want to send him message that she wasn’t at home; she would have to excuse herself and rush to Tony immediately.

“Em, mom, Ken, I got get something right now. It is very important, please.” She stood up.

“What is it sweet-candy?” asked her mother. “I hope you are safe.”

“Yes, I am mom, very much safe. I just got to get something from my girlfriend. I will join you at home. I love you mum.” She kissed her on the forehead, waved at Ken and dashed out.

“Children, such a lovely daughter, I have,” said Mrs. Fanny, still staring at her.

Ken had his eyes on Mrs. Fanny’s bust now as he felt his erection building in his zipper. “Yes she is, also smart and nice to be with.” he said coldly, stealing a glance at her inner thighs and yearning for anything sexual that might happen to them now.

Mrs. Fanny had been staring at her daughter and lost in thought not knowing she had spilled her wine which descended on her dress.

“Oh my, oh my, so sorry.” Ken rushed at once and took away the flute, took off his shirt and started damping her dress; for the wine had spilled on her stomach region. “So sorry, so sorry,” he said repeatedly, drying her dress.

Mrs. Fanny was pulled to this muscular cute mountain before her; with her eyes she read the tattoos on his big chest and arms and swallowed hard at his six packs and hairy chest. She could feel her ankles parting and her heart thumping at the sight of this Mr. Sweet guy. She wished she could tell him she was already wet for him. By chance their eyes had locked and their faces were already pulling like magnets. Hungrily he pounced on her thick lips and they started biting out kisses so ruggedly that Mrs. Fanny moaned expressly. He grabbed her dress and tore it, locating her big warm breasts and their nipples. He squeezed and stroked with a rare talent. He pulled her back and about going down on her she resisted, “Hold on, Ken hold on.” She pulled away his head from between her thighs. “Hold on, let’s take things easy for now,” she stood away from him and covered her breasts with her torn dress. We got work today. My husband must not see the four walls of jail; please I am counting on you save him from going to jail. We can’t do this now you will be distracted from delivering your best to save him,” she said , trying to catch her breath and smacking her lips lustfully.

Ken, who had been breathing hard, bowed his head, staring at his erection and stroking his head in disappointment.

Kate was able to make it Tony at the woods down the river. He wondered why Tony would choose to meet with her at the woods. She got there and caught him smoking heavily all alone.

“Nice to see you Kate,” he said, smoking heavily.

“Same here. I thought you have forgotten me,” she said coldly, folding her arms and observing he had grown bigger and uglier, with much tattoos on his face now; he had finally tattooed street on his face

“I would love us to reunite again. Having heard what happened to you and your dad, I decided to come out and keep my head up for you.”

“Why now. I mean I was almost sent to jail you never cared, regardless of our differences you should have called and sympathized with me. I know you left me but I didn’t leave you. I called you severally and you never picked up. Whatever I did against you please I’m sorry, let’s move on…”

She lamented and Tony shut her up, appeared at her side, grabbed her buttocks and squeezed passionately, “I love you.” He whispered and his finger found her vagina wet and slimy as he fingered gently. She opened up her mouth and the woods were filled with echoes of her moan. She shut her mouth and moaned under her throat now- he had already started kissing and fingering harder.

The story just unfolded…