Stolen Sweetheart Chapter 6
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I was hesitant at first, then I realized it was what I had always wanted. My dream had finally come true. I moved towards her and our mouths met in a kiss. Gosh!! I had badly wanted that. She put her tongue in my mouth and explored all the corners of my mouth as she held me very tight with one hand and used the other hand to hold my LGA. I cooperated fully and, for the next fifteen minutes, we were both lost in our romance. She was clinging on me so desperately that for a moment, I thought I was going to lose my balance. So, I pushed her towards the apple tree so that she could lean on it while I explored her territory.
I lifted the mini skirt she was wearing and put my hand on the soft, hairy mound beneath. It was so warm and felt like velvet in my palms. I still couldn’t believe that was happening. I expected her to stop at any moment and tell me that she couldn’t do that anymore. However, she didn’t, and I upped my game. I shifted her undies to one side and slid a finger to the warm and wet layer beyond. She gasped and held me tighter. She could no longer control herself and wanted me to have her right then and there.
“This is a public place. Someone can walk in on us at any time.” I tried to caution.
“Who cares?” She moaned. “I want it now. It’s dark na, and people don’t use this road regularly.”
“Are you sure about this?” I asked, pretending to be reluctant, whereas I was enjoying every bit of it.
“I am sure, please!!”
By now, just one of her legs was on the ground. The other one was firmly curled around me and she was already doing the tactile movement, in spite of the fact that I was not inside yet. I didn’t want to suffer her anymore, so, I decided to give her what she wanted. I removed her string and put it in my pocket, opened, my wallet, removed a condom I always carried with me for eventualities, and put it on. I lifted her one leg up and entered gently. At first, it didn’t go smoothly because of the awkward position and the differences in our heights. But she was an expert, and she wriggled her pelvis to let it slide in properly. Once I was fully in, I started jamming.
“Harder, please, harder!!” She moaned.
“You don’t have to do this.” I cautioned. “This is an open place.”
“I will try, babe. But I can’t help it.”
I couldn’t tell if any of her legs were actually touching the ground now because I had held her both legs with my hands and was pounding away. She vibrated like a Motorolla phone at each stroke but, I was getting spent because I was carrying her. She realized this, turned around and allowed me to come through the back door. It was ecstatic. In the position, I was able to explore her round and broad behind. I increased my jamming, stopping every now and then, leaning forward to tickle her tits before continuing.
I was going to stay there for as long as she wanted, but we heard the sound of a car approaching. I exploded and quickly did my zipper. Only then did we realize that the car wasn’t coming our way. I was terribly vexed. I had hurriedly released, thinking that the car was coming our way.
“Where is my pant?” She asked.
“In my pocket.”
“Bad boy!! Is that where it’s supposed to be?”
I laughed and handed the pant to her, and she wore it.
“Please, take me home.” She spoke. It’s getting cold.”
“Cold? I thought you were just from being warmed?” I said, smiling.”
“Bad boy!!” She laughed. “Don’t try me. Are you going to stay the night?”
“Nope, remember I live with family. I didn’t tell them beforehand that I was going to sleep out.” I explained.
“It’s alright, I understand.”
We walked towards her house holding each other’s hand. She was laughing hysterically because I was cracking jokes as we walked.
“I want to tell you something.” I said.
“Ride on”
“I am sorry, if I took advantage of you. You were very vulnerable. I think I should have behaved better.”
“I beg!! Look at this one. When you were hitting hard, you didn’t care, it’s now you want to claim conscience.” She said, laughing then continued. “Anyway, on a more serious note, you did nothing wrong. You are an extremely nice guy. You are fun to be with and your love is so soothing.”
“Are you sure about this.” I asked.
“I am sure”
We were now at her door. I gave her a long goodbye kiss and went away. Back in my home, I started analyzing the situation. I had finally fulfilled my long-time dream of snatching Corine from the boss. But one thing remained. The boss must not find out under any circumstances. If he did find out, it would be lights out for me. I wondered if I was ever going to be able to look at The Boss in his eyes again. I had betrayed him. I had betrayed someone who had been kind to me and took me like a brother. I felt guilty. But he was treating Corine badly. I only came to help her like the proverbial knight in a shiny amour. I decided to damn the consequences and enjoy every moment with Corine while it lasts.
The next day, Corine called me to know where I was. I told her I was at the booth. She said she was coming. When she got there some five minutes later, she said she was catching cold and would love to use my pullover, the very one I was wearing at that time. I removed it and gave it to her, and she put it on.
“Mmmmm! It smells like you. I love it.”
“Stop it” I said. “We are in a public place.”
“So what?”
Just then, the boss who hardly ever came home at that time, alighted from a taxi and walked towards us. Remember the boss lived behind where my booth was. He saw Corine wearing my pullover and burst out laughing.
“Love oh!! Look at this one wearing someone’s pullover. Someone she couldn’t even talk to just a week ago.” He said, innocently.
We all laughed, but deep inside my mind was killing me. He went to his home, got what he wanted to get and went back to work.
I am a highly suspicious person by nature, I suspect anything that can be suspected and a bit more. So, I always found it weird when people didn’t suspect what had to be suspected. Had I been The Boss, I would have suspected me immediately I saw Corine in that pullover. But I was surprised that in spite of The Boss’ experience in the streets and all his years in crime, he could still be so trusting.
It had been a month now and Corine and I were now closer than ever. The boss had come close to catching us many times but fate had always saved us. I knew one day, he was going to find out, but I didn’t want to let that worry me. I was enjoying every bit of it. Corine was a good lover and she was rich. She was making life comfortable for me, but at The Boss’ expense. I had begged her to be very careful with her affections whenever we were together. I had no intentions of being killed before my time.
However, it was not Corine’s affectionate exaggerations that brought suspicion on us. It was my flippant tongue. One day, I don’t know what happened, but I got too excited and told The Boss’ landlord’s son about my affair with Corine, forgetting that Chocho as he was called, was also a friend of The Boss. A mistake I would seriously come to regret.
TO BE CONTINUED
