~Tiny G-string and pussy~
For days now Azuaka had been drinking over lovelorn. His love life had been boring and deserted. Opula rejected him severally; Gabriela hated and avoided him like plague. All the girls you thought he loved ended up loving other men.
Depression had set in, most especially after his official duties at Legal Dailies. Before retiring home he would club and get himself drunk only to find out he passed the night at the club.
Regrettably for days now he had passed the night at the club and whenever Opula checked up on him, she met nobody at home. She thought Azuaka had relocated out of town. She was yet to understand why she had been checking upon Azuaka these past days.
Literally Nku was dead and she wouldn’t want to be sent as greedy and self –centered now she was trying to bond with Azuaka .or wasn’t she?
Azuaka may not take her seriously because obviously she was coming around now after the death of Nku. If Nku were alive she wouldn’t be seen any were closer around him.
She only hoped Azuaka would think straight and accept her, after he deflowered her on the night Nku was buried. She believed Azuaka would have a reason to consider her and accept her into his life.
A knock on the door.
She wound down the handle on the door after no one answered and luckily the door opened.
Azuaka was around today.
She winked, blushed and cleared her throat for apology. Half drunken beer and empty bottles of rum were littered all over the sitting room. He had been drinking. Quickly she ran upstairs to check him in the bedroom and he wasn’t anywhere around. She paced into the bathroom. Not around. Into the wardrobe and balcony he wasn’t there. She ran downstairs and barged into the kitchen to him tucked away at a corner, drinking strong wine and bowing his head between his knees.
“Heh!” Opula called standing at the door with eyes shooting at Azuaka pitiably.
Once he raised his head, she couldn’t believe it was Opula. A hush of silence hung over them as they locked eyes and winked in hunger for each other. Azuaka dropped his wine, gradually stood to his feet.
Opula’s lips moved with the intention to utter a word but couldn’t. She moved slowly and opened her hands to embrace him.
They hugged tightly and emotionally. Azuaka was already weeping on her shoulders while Opula sobbed on his. They best communicated through weeping and sobbing.
She tilted back her face and held him on his sweating, teary face, “I am here now to love you and cherish moments with you. Pardon my temperament all this while. You deserved to be loved because you breathe kindness. You don’t deserve what you are passing through right now because you have a nice heart and a considerate energy. Your patience has got me melted and the only way I could lead a peaceful life is by responding to the stimuli of true love and you are that stimuli.”
He wanted to speak up but got interrupted by sob. He tried anyways, “Thank you for coming through, sweetie. I thought I would never be loved again. You are the last person I expected at my door. Thank you for giving me thrust to push on and the heart to breath. I love you, Opula.”
“I love you, Azuaka,” she responded and stroked his hairy chest, “Where have you been all these days I checked up on your pretty ass?”
“Unconsciously I have been passing the night at the club…I …”
She interrupted him, “Shhh you have been drinking and that is the reason you always passed the night at the club.” She rubbed his chin and smoothed his eye brow, “You have no need to do that anymore. Hence forth you will pass the night on my thighs not at the club,”
“I can’t love you enough, Opula. About the other night I deflowered you…” he wanted to apologize.
“Shhh,” she placed a finger on his lips, to shut him, “I am grateful you did, and I am happy to be like every other woman out there whose heart is full of joy for settling with the man that took their virginity. If I will be a virgin in my next world, you would take it…”
She couldn’t finish her words, when he clenched his sleeves and started unbuttoning it and then she tossed it to a corner. Her hands found his belt and trousers and she unbuckled and pulled them out of his waist.
At this time he was gasping for her boobs, so he grabbed her from below her waist and stripped her of her mini gown. She was braless and a tiny G-string sat on her pussy, leaving him with no option than to tear it off and toss to a corner.
They grabbed each other forcefully, brunt their faces with hot breath and rubbed their naked body with hungry hands.
“Give it to me while standing and ensure I get crippled after devouring this pussy,” she whispered into his face and licked his ears, “I can’t…”
She couldn’t speak yet further rather she grinned and bit her lower lips, because already he had penetrated her wet pussy with his big dick…