~Two million dollars heart~
“Oh my God! Oh my God! He is back already! He surprised me! Get going, Steve!” she whispered pacing up and down, “Get into the toilet! Get out! Hide out, just go! Go! Mr. President is here! He mustn’t see us together. Go! Go!”she whispered and pushed Steve away.
Hastily Steve gathered his cloths and made into the toilet to peep at Aku dress up and freshen up with perfume to meet Mr. President outside.
At the time the condom was still on his dick and then he took it off only to discover the condom had torn, and all his sperm had leaked through the opening and obviously entered her pussy.
A shocker!
“Oh my God! No! Shit! This can’t be true!” he glared around to see if his sperm had littered any where around, “My sperm must have leaked into her pussy. Oh shit!” he punched his palms and started glaring to see if his sperm dropped to the floor.
The door banged and he could see Aku had left for outside. Gently, he opened the door and came out to see if his sperm had littered around. He was scavenging around the bed now and when he found no littering, he returned to the floor.
“Oh gush! I have cum in her pussy! No! No! This can’t be true! Oh I just released in her pussy! She will be getting pregnant for me or what? What would be come of Aku? What if she gets pregnant for me? I pray it doesn’t work out!”
Steve was lost in thought before advancing to the window to notice Mr. President had disappeared with Aku…
***
Even before she alighted from the limo, Aku had been admiring the diamond ring. She was at the prime of her life now. She felt ice under her feet and nobody could be compared with her now.
Already she was planning her wedding in her head which would be the talk of the town. Getting married to the first citizen of the country wasn’t a piece of cake. It would be a memorable occasion that would make history. She blushed on, thinking about how she would make her ex husband, Senator Madu, pay for all the pains he caused her. Once she got married as the frist lady of the country, she had plans of getting his ass impeached for good.
And when they got into the wedding gown show room, a lot about her marriage paced into her head; there would be no need for her to continue with her naked modeling. She would either sell the news newspaper as franchise or she would hand it over to Gabriela if only she would be interested any ways.
Once they got into the wedding gown showroom, everyone shopping vacated for Mr. President and Aku. They were a wonderful sight to behold. Stretch limos parked in convoy, with heavily-chested armed security standing in rows. Upon beholding the sight through the window, Aku’s shoulder swelled and pride stood on them. She was on top of the world now, and to her the moment had come to stay.
“I would want you to check that gown. I love it,” Mr. President said, pointing at a luxury wedding gown. “I want you to look exceptional on our wedding day,” he added.
Aku was all smiles as she hugged him, stamped a lustful kiss on his lips before drifting to the wedding gown. Hastily she stripped and squeezed into the gown and then had a look in the mirror.
“Perfect! Mr. President said, clapping and chukling, “What do you think sweetie? I want us to go for the best because you are the best in my life now.”
She smiled brefly, “I think nothing except for its price. It is damn expensive, my love,” she nagged, turned around and admired its splendor.
“You call two million dollars expensive. Listen up, sweetie, your heart is worth more than two million dollars to me. I want that wedding to be the best in the history of time. We are not ordinary people. We are senior citizens. I have got money to spend on you.”
Aku paced to his side with an engaging hug, “I can’t thank you enough for, making me a complete woman. I least expected a marriage proposal from you…” she said and gave him another hug.
“Oh come on my dear, making you my wife is a dream come true. I want us to tie the knot and make everything about us real and legal. I am tired of hiding from the eyes of the public each time I want to be with you.”
Aku hugged him for so long a time that seemed eternal before she felt his hands fondle on the zipper behind her wedding gown and her G-string being tampered with.
“I missed your pussy so much Aku. I wasn’t myself all the while I was away. I thought so much about you that I had wet dreams almost every night,” he said and clenched his hands on the wedding gown’s handle on her shoulders and pulled down.
“To say I missed you is an understatement, Mr. President,” she left his side for the door and locked it before hasting back to him to initiate a kiss.
He couldn’t get enough of the kiss. He dragged down her wedding gown while she unbuttoned his sleeves and tuxedo. Hastily they undressed each other, kissed impatiently, rubbed their body in search of what to touch.
He took her upon his shoulders and laid her on the sofa close by…
The owner of the wedding gown showroom came knocking on the door and she got a huge moan from Aku as reply.
“Oh fuck me! Yeah… fuck me! Oh pussy yeah! Ah! Awww!”
She raised a brow, paused at the door, listened to them for a while before rerurning to her office.
Aku came over him, pinned his hands across his head, sized her pussy over his dick and started riding him in a way that revealed she wanted more of him.
They fucked twice more before returning to the convoy outside…