The Epiphany 9
“Sorry, nephew. I have to disturb your sleep.”
He said, as he carried him to his mother’s car, made him to sit comfortably at the back seat.
“Thank you, Denise. See you tomorrow at the Tourist Center.”
Freya said before she drove off.
“It is all right.”
The couple responded simultaneously before they returned to the house.
Saturday Morning, Mr. Henry Taylor’s House.
He woke up with the excitement he usually had whenever he had an appointment with Whitney. That day, he was glad that Whitney did not take his ability to fall in love again with her. He had his routine walkout around his neighborhood, got back to his house, had his breakfast and dressed up. He wore a white T-Shirt upon a chino short with a pair of black walking shoes. Furthermore, he observed himself after dressing up. When he was satisfied with his look, he got off the house and drove off with his sports car, which he only used on weekends. Then, he headed to a mall before he made his way to the Food Planet Restaurant.
At the Food Planet Restaurant
After Harriet’s chat and the online game with Mr. Henry Taylor the previous night, he wished her a sweet dream, and she really had one. She slept off while they were on the game and woke up wishing that he was by her side. The first and the last relationship she had was in her higher school. She quitted the relationship because the man’s perception of marriage did not align with hers. Likewise, other guys who would come her way were after her money or parent’s influence. For that, she kept her identity away as the owner of the Food Planet Restaurant from the public. The morning rush at the restaurant was over when she got a call from Mr. Henry Taylor, and she picked at once and greeted.
“Good morning, Henry.”
“Good morning, Harriet, I hope you slept well.”
“Certainly. And you?”
“Same with me. I am at the car park.”
“That is good. I will be with you shortly."
Soon, Mr. Henry Taylor sighted her walking towards the car park with her classic wears which made her look elegant. She was putting on a knee-length gown of high-quality satin with a black walking shoes with lilac stripes which complimented her flowery gown. When, Mr. Henry Taylor sighted her walking towards him and noticed that most of the male clients who were walking out of the restaurant were lecherously looking at her. He got off his car, walked cheerfully to her and complimented.
“Wow! The poet looked dashing, today.”
She laughed loudly, which made her to look more beautiful. He laughed too, and they began to walk back to his car. He opened the passenger’s seat for her and when she took her seat comfortably, he shut the door and walked to the driver’s side, got in and shut the door. Then he turned to Miss Harriet David, who was still laughing, and inquired.
“What is the secret? You look extraordinary today.”
She looked into his dazzling eyes that were filled with love and responded.
“Really? Thank you for the compliment. Meanwhile, I chose to look extraordinary because I am coming to meet an extraordinary man.”
“I love to hear that. How many hours do you have to spare?”
“I am dedicating the whole day to you so that you won’t have your lunch elsewhere.”
They laughed aloud again. Now, Mr. Henry Taylor began to fasten his seat belt while she did the same. He raised his head and noticed that some clients who were looking at Miss Harriet David when she was walking towards him were still looking at them. They were hoping that she would get off the vehicle and walk back to the restaurant. Mr. Henry Taylor ignored them and spoke.
“We are going to my house.”
She looked at him and teased.
“I hope nobody will be offended by that.”
Now, Mr. Henry Taylor, who got her joke teased too.
“I have seen many people who are offended already, but I don’t think I care.”
Now, Miss Harriet David looked in the direction of his eyes and noticed that some customers were looking in their direction and teased.
“Wow! Why are they looking at you?”
Likewise, it was the turn of Mr. Henry Taylor to laugh at her joke and sense of humor. Then, he replied.
“I am glad that they are looking at me and not the poet. Let’s go.”
“All right.”
He drove off happily, not minding the impertinent looks from the other guys around and soon, they were at his house.
At Mr. Denise Bailey’s House
It was a known fact that pregnant women crave sex more than their partners because of the sensitivity in the sexual organs which make them feel horny. That Saturday, Mr. Denise Bailey was hornier than his wife, and she was happy about it and equal to his expectation.
“Sweetie. I hope I am not being too hard on you?”
He inquired after the fifth round. Olivia, who could not have enough of him, gave him a passionate kiss and stroked his dipstick. To reassure him that he was not being hard on him, she mounted on him and sat comfortably on his pelvis. She bent her legs backward, which enabled her to control the depth of her husband’s penetration. Now, he was able to look at her beautiful face and baby pump which gave him a sense of accomplishment, and he began to thrust rhythmically, being mindful of the speed. Now, Olivia, who observed that he was being careful and wished him to increase his speed, encouraged him.
“Honey, you are getting it. Give it to me, please.”
“Take it, my Angel. You are the best…”
He continued to thrust more vigorously and after ten minutes, they reached orgasm, and he helped her to get off him and appreciated.
“I am blessed with the best wife ever.”
“I am glad that you are my husband.”
“Then, we are created for each other.”
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