Righting a wrong

Derrick stomped into the lounge of Mia's newly acquired apartment. It was beautifully spacious and boasted of expense furniture and paintings. Thanks to Corinth's generosity.

Mia stood in front of a huge window enjoying a lit cigarette.

Derrick stood spared just over a meter between where he stood and Mia.

"You are smoke?" He inquired in an angry tone. "Since when did you become a smoker?"

Mia, without turning around, "Who wants to know?"

"What the fuck, Mia?" Derrick retorted with agitation. "You mean you can't recognise my voice anymore? And what happened to facing the person you are talking to?"

Mia chuckled teasingly.

"How may I help you?" She offered.

"It's been a week since I last saw you. Your phone has been off. You moved from your mama's house, and now what? You live here?"

Mia turned around and sat on the chair by the window.

"How did you find this place? And, what do you want here?" She inquired softly.

Derrick shook his head in disbelief.

"You've been off the radar for a couple of days now and all you can afford is a question on what I want here? Well, if you must know, I went to mom's House. She directed me here."

"Good for you," Mia snobbed.

Derrick failed to agree what he was hearing. His eyes affirmed that before him was Mia but her attitude left much to be desired.

"What's going?" He wondered aloud. "What's all this?"

"Six days ago I came to your apartment without telling you. I wanted to surprise you. Clean, cook for you and all that shit. But you, you are a fucking bastard."

Derrick's eyes gaped. Disbelief was written over all his wrinkling face.

He stared at her angrily, "What the fuck are you talking about?"

Mia smiled as she took a cigarette on the table and light it up. She took in a big puff and exhaled the smoke in his direction.

"Well," She remarked, "Like I said: You're a fucking bastard. You're an ungrateful son of a bitch.. "

***

Flashback (Six days Ago) ...

A cab pulled over at an eight storey flat.

The heavens were generous and they served the earth with heavy rains.

Mia emerged from the yellow taxi and with haste steps she ran to the vertical housing complex.

She was not spared from the wet treat by the heavenly water bodies.

Corinth's apartment was on the eighth floor. The elevator was not in use. So she had to walk up to the last floor.

After working up the stairway, Mia was at the door. She raced her handbag for a few seconds before she fetched the key to Corinth's apartment.

She opened the door and stepped in. At first glance, nothing seemed odd.

She made her way to the bedroom but something quickly caught his eyes. She startled to a halt. Her eyes scanned the floor.

A pair of heels, a floral dress and a bra were dotted on the floor of the hallway. Derrick's navy blue tie and a maroon necktie also made cast on the items on the floor.

Mia tiptoed stealthily towards Derrick's bedroom.

The door was slightly open.

Mia stood at the door. She could hardly breathe. Her eye lids were disciplined enough. They hardly blinked. She wanted to see it all.

Moans and groans ensued from the room.

A lady knelt in fron of Derrick. His hands held her by the hair as she sucked and deep throat him.

The lady stood up and kissed him fiercely before turning around and bending.

Her round deep chocolate ass was aligned in position Derrick inserted his cock in her cunt and rammed her like a possessed demon.

"Oh, fuck babe!" She yelled in pleasure. "That dick is mine! That dick is mine! Fuck that pussy! Aww, shit!"

Derrick slapped her ass real hard as he fuck her.

After an short episode serving her from back, he disengaged and sucked her anus.

"Awww. You're a fucking naughty boy," She received the anal service with a tonne of moans.

"Oh, yeah," Derrick retorted in agreement before tossing the lady on the bed. She spread her legs wide and invited to a missionary style.

Her pussy was dripping wet. His dick was hard and throbbing.

Derrick kicked his trousers and undies that were sagged below the knees away from his body. He jumped onto the invitation to missionary style.

The moment he inserted his dick in her, she winded her body slowly as they kissed, and moaned interchangeably.

Mia watched it before she turned around and slowly slouched out the building.

Her head was pounding with confusion. Her heart was rent apart. Her shoes proved too heavy to let walk properly. Thus she too them off and held the in either hand as she walked in the pouring rain.

... Back To Present

Derrick was dumbfounded.

His lips were glued together. He literally had no words in his defence.

"I fucked up," he confessed. "Please forgive me."

Mia pointed a smoking cigarette at him, "Now, you stand there and pretend like I'm psycho who had just lost her bearings. You messed up. I mess up too. Life goes on."

Derrick knelt down and placed his plea, "Mia I'm sorry."

"Get up," she gnashed her teeth. And, get out!"

He moved on his knees until he fell postrate by Mia's feet. He insisted with his plea, "Forgive me. Please. I'll not do that shit again."

"I said," She emphasized. "Get up, and get out!"

Derrick's body shuddered lightly at her yelling.

A moment later, he picked himself up and marched to the door. There, he stood and turned around to face Mia again.

He stammered a little as he inquired, "You fucking someone else already?"

Mia chuckled. But her stern face masked her again in gif.

She nodded looking in his eyes.

"Who us he?" he placed a question.

Mia smiled brightly before smoking her cigarette.

"You don't want know," She replied. "trust me."

Derrick glared at her. She stared back at him.