Their Dilemma 5
By now, all his right fingers had gone in and out of her in quick succession, and he kissed and sucked. Then, she began to unbutton his shirt after he had pulled off her jacket.
“What do I expect?”
She whispered as she unbuttoned his shirt.
“Though spontaneous, I will make it adventurous, a memorable one.”
She smiled, and she pulled off his shirt and he went into action. Lorene discovered that she was a beginner in sex experience when compared to the sampler before her. She panted and sweated after they climaxed.
“I have never had it like this before.”
She pointed out. Mr. Stephen Bailey who was lying beside her on the couch gave her a peck and asked.
(Peck, Peck)
“Did I live up to my promise?”
She turned her head towards his direction and said.
“Yes, dear. You did.”
(Kiss, Kiss)
They had their lunch and continued their love escapades until the next morning. They dressed up and Lorene gave him a ride out.
(Kiss, kiss)
“I love you, my Queen.”
“I love you too. See you later.”
She went to work like a fulfilled hunter who had poached away an animal from a fellow hunter.
Friday Morning – At The Underground.
Mr. Stephen Bailey returned that morning very excited. A few days ago, he visited Mr. Arthur Bailey to ask for his permission to marry Nichole, in return, he treated him with disdain and his children beat him up.
'See how fate had smiled on me. Though she is not as pretty as Nichole, but she is hot on bed. I think we are compatible, and she is the right partner. This weekend will be the best weekend I have ever experienced.'
He mulled over as he prepared to return to her house for the weekend blast.
“Good morning, boss. Good to see you.”
His partner, who had not had any meal since he left because the restaurant would not serve him food without the approval from the boss, greeted
“Good morning.”
Mr. Stephen Bailey responded casually without sparing him a glance. Slighting him was more painful than starving.
'Where will I go from here? If I ask him for my pay, he would threaten to hand me over to the authority. If I decide to leave him, he would expose me.'
Jude, concealed his sorrow from his boss and waited for what he would do next. At this point, he remembered the prayer his late parents thought him as a child.
(I will lift my eyes unto the hills. Where will my help come? My help will come from the Lord, who made the heaven and the earth.)
He muttered the prayer silently as he waited for the unknown.
At The Government Hospital.
Lorene got to work that morning and saw Mr. Arthur Bailey driving in with his jalopy. She was so bitter to be behind such uninteresting people. When he stopped at the gate to collect his tally, Lorene was infuriated, she felt like kicking them out of the gate.
"Everything about Nichole is so disgusting. Ugly duckling with an ancient car. I cannot even look in his direction, let alone sleep on the same bed with him.'
She murmured. After they drove in, she collected her tally and drove in too. Mr. Arthur Bailey drove to the vestibule as usual and parked. She parked her car at the staff car park and walked to her office, lifting her nose in the air and superciliously responding to his colleague's greetings. She did not mind telling everyone who cared so here that Mr. Arthur Bailey, the Chairman of The Bailey International Conglomerates, spent the night in her house.
Furthermore, she walked with the gait of the first lady of the Bailey family. Before she got to her office, she walked through the vestibule just to cast a hard look at the bucket of bolts before moving on to Evelyn Whyte's office.
Now, Evelyn Whyte, was about leaving her office when her door suddenly opened and Lorene Walker walked in happily. Evelyn opened her mouth as she gaped at her in surprise, requested.
“Girl, you look different. Did you catch a sleep at all?”
Lorene laughed heartily and announced.
“Sleep? Why should we? There was no time for that. It was all night blast.”
“Wow. So, finally, you will be the first lady of the Bailey family”
“It is very certain. He looked younger than I thought.”
“Really. I am thrilled for you.”
“Thank you.”
“So, where is the video of your first meeting? I would love to give it to Nichole Bailey by myself.”
Then, Lorene Walker suddenly remembered her promise and explained.
“Oh! We were carried away, that I could not think of the simpleton.”
They laughed with glee and Evelyn continued.
“I can understand, but you need to show your appreciation to Nichole. Let's go to her office.”
“Is there any need for that? I don't think it is necessary.”
“It is. For calling as hawks and poachers, we have to rub her nose in it.”
“You are right.”
They left Evelyn Whyte's office and walked to Mrs. Nichole Bailey's office. Then, they met her walking towards her office after she bade her husband goodbye and greeted.
“Good morning, Mrs. Bailey. Good to see you.”
With her face void of expression, she responded.
“Good morning.”
At that moment, she was at her office door and set out to open it while they stood by smiling cynically and watched her. Finally, she opened her office, and they walked in with her. Then, Evelyn Whyte spoke.
“Nichole, we have come to thank you for releasing Mr. Bailey's contact to us. You did the right thing.”
Now, Lorene supported Evelyn Whyte's claim.
“Yes, that was thoughtful of you, especially when you could not get him to marry you. As a matter of fact, a prudish woman like you cannot withstand his high sex drive.”
Likewise, Evelyn Whyte feigned ignorant and asked while Nichole was busy arranging her stuff on her desk and pretending that she was not interested in their discussion.
“Really? Does he have high sex drive?”
“Yes, he does.”
“How did you know?”
“I knew because, the moment he got into my apartment, he grabbed me, and we started digging it from the couch, to the table and ended up on the bed. As you can see, I did not catch any sleep until he left this morning.”
They laughed raucously while Mrs. Nichole Bailey laughed too as a way of playing along and strengthened things out for them.
“That is good. As you can see, I was right when I said he needed a woman like you?”
“You are a smart lady. You know where you belong. You need an ugly old duckling who would get tired after one minute.”
They laughed scornfully, and Lorene warned before they took their leave.
“Thank you so much, Mrs. Ugly duckling. As the upcoming first lady of the Bailey family, I won't have you to continue to use the family name. See you later.”
“We shall see.”
Mrs. Nichole Bailey said ominously after they left. She laughed softly and murmured.
“Two of a kind. Cotton headed ninny muggins. I wish I have a secret camera in my office.”
She hissed and set out to resume her work for the day.
Trip To The Airport.
Mr. Denise Bailey and Mr. Phil Anderson arrived at the Bailey Native Home in the nick of time with Denise's car.
“Good day father, good day mom.”
They greeted the moment they got into the house and met their parents waiting.
“Good day father, good day mom. Good to see you.”
“Good to you. You came in the nick of time. Let's go.”
They picked their parent's luggage and began to walk towards the car. Then, Mr. Arthur Bailey halted them.
“We are using the armored car.”
Mr. Phil Anderson flashed a quizzical look on Denise and when they locked eyes, they smiled and obeyed.
“All right, father.”
They began to walk towards the jalopy. Unknown to them, Mr. Arthur Bailey noticed that they stared at the car with contempt and teased.
"Don't you want to drive a car that is five decades older than you?”
They laughed happily. Then, they arranged their parent's luggage in the car trunk and got in. Mr. Arthur Bailey and his wife took the back seat, Mr. Phil Anderson took the passenger's seat while Mr. Denise Bailey got into the driver's seat, and they took off. They drove silently until Mrs. Nichole Bailey broke the silence.
“Denise and Phil, I need a secret camera in my office.”
Her request startled the family. Her husband turned and looked at her without uttering a word. Mr. Phil Anderson who was at the passenger's seat turned and gave her a questioning look. Mr. Denise Bailey answered.
“All right mom. I hope there is no problem?”
“No problem, son.”
Then, Mr. Phil Anderson asked.
“When do you want us to do it, mom?”
Mr. Arthur Bailey responded.
“I think the weekend will be ideal.”
“Yes. You can do it tomorrow. The key is at home. I will inform the security officer that you will be at my office tomorrow.”
“All right, mom.”
They continued with their journey while thinking of their different programs. It was obvious that Mr. Phil Anderson and Mr. Denise Bailey had set out to teach Mr. Stephen Bailey a lesson, forever conceiving the idea of kidnapping their mom. While Mr. Arthur Bailey was reminiscing the day they took their daughter, Julie Bailey Winston, to the airport. He ogled Nichole, who was by his side, and smiled. Soon, they arrived at the airport, and they realized that they still have one hour before their departure.
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