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Chapter Two

Author: Otega-Endowed
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-10 15:21:10

Drew’s POV

“Arrrrrrghhhh…” I groaned nastily at the sound of the doorbell. I stretched my muscular body on my king sized bed while contemplating ignoring the visitor or answering them.

The hours between four and seven were my absolute best and I could give up my inheritance to gain some good sleep during this time. Not like I had one anyways. My dad Peter was just such a pain in the neck; a well-to-do father with a struggling son.

Well it seemed like the person got impatient because this time, they held on the bell for longer, making my ears tingle. “Who the fuck is here to disturb my peace this morning?” I said aloud, a little angered as I hurried out of the bed like a zombie to get the door.

I quickly threw on a robe I hung on my closet door on my almost naked body and hurried to the balcony.

“Good morning Drew. I must have woken you up. I'm so sorry” said the person standing right in front of me. It was Sheena, May’s bestfriend and the sight of her only increased my rage.

Deep down, I wanted to turn swiftly and bang the door hard against her but I decided to exercise a little patience.

“Can I come in please?” she asked again despite my refusal to say a word to her since I came out.

“No ma'am! I have nothing to do with you or your friend so I would appreciate it if you all stay out of my business! Okay?” I responded in a rather cruel manner.

”I feel you Drew, but I think you should give me audience before you decide if you want to throw me out,” she said, giving me puppy eyes.

“Look Sheena, the last thing I want to do right now is talk, but I’m giving you the benefit of doubt; you have ten minutes to be quiet or to speak sensibly” I mumbled as I slid the door open properly. “Thank you for giving me the opportunity, she whispered into my ears as she gave me a warm hug.

I was alien to this version of Sheena but I was invested in what her mission was. She walked in majestically, swinging her almost invisible waist left and right.

Sheena was a beauty to behold but not as much as May was. It was probably love blinding me but May would beat her hands down in a beauty pageant competition.

I let her walk before me into the sitting room while I followed behind her. Her brown wavy hair was tuck behind her ear, properly revealing her pretty face.

She had on a black mesh dress, revealing a large part of her legs and cleavage. The dress snatched her waist so well that it kept calling out to me. Her butt was nicely shaped and did an aggressive jiggle whenever she made a step. She had such a killer figure!

I stopped at the white couch covered in smooth silk in my living room and plopped into it like a little baby diving into his mother’s arms, while she sat next to me looking around the house. I just laid there, thinking about a lot of things. My heart felt like it had lost something precious that it ached so bad and I could feel the pain in my chest.

“I am not a cheerer of evil deeds. All these while, I suspected that May was cheating but all my efforts to catch her red-handed always proved abortive despite being so close to her. She hid her escapades so well that I had to give up and discard the thoughts at some point. If I was to disclose it to you, there would be no evidence and that would have come off as an attempt to break your relationship, you know.”

“You are such a good man Drew,” she said as she took my hands and held it in hers. “You absolutely do not deserve to suffer or face this humiliation. I wish May appreciated what she had, but no! She let it slip through her fingers so loosely and now she would live to regret it. A lot of people would die to have such a hard-working and handsome man like you, so don't even let it get to you,” she said in a caring tone.

“What can I say except that I appreciate your kind gesture?” Thank you for your empathy Sheena, I muttered, my face lighting up a bit.

“Oh, come off it. It's nothing too much for a good guy like you. Let me get you a drink”, she said, passing me a look that screamed seduction.

“Do not stress yourself for my sake please, gracing me with your presence is more than enough,” I appealed to her.

“Oh! I forgot to add that no one says no to my offer, especially the ones borne out of love,” she said, giving me a naughty smile and rolling her eyes as if to say ‘i’m the boss.”

“If you say so,” I responded, shrugging my shoulders.

She lifted herself off the couch and made her way to the bar, taking out a bottle of whisky and two glass cups, then she walked back to me and opened the bottle, pouring out a little portion for me.

“You should have some too?” I said to her, and she obliged, nodding her head amidst another mischievous smile. I drank the first serving and she poured me another portion; Whiskey was my doom drink.

I lazily took the second glass and I was beginning to feel relaxed and euphoric. “That’s enough Sheena,” I mumbled, spreading my two hands on either side of the couch and resting my head on its stand in dizziness.

My faint eyes beheld Sheena as she stood up sluggishly and sat on my laps, rubbing my head and planting kisses all over my face. I tried to shake myself off with the little strength left in me but she had me in full grip.

“What are you up to?” I inquired in a faint tone but she shut me up with an intense kiss on my lips that drove me into the wild.

She parted my robe which I’d secured with a strap and felt my hairy muscular chest with her palm, rubbing against my nipples passionately. I moaned in excitement.

She mellowed down to my legs, feeling my crotch area and caressing around it. Between the liquor and her touch, I couldn’t tell which was winning.

I closed my eyes and tightened my fists as she took down my boxers and suckled on my member. A feeling of immense pleasure and ecstasy ravaged my entire being; each suckle sending me to paradise and back.

My passion was fully ignited and though I was weakened, I was ready to swing into deep action but each time I tried to get myself up and reach down for her, she pushed my chest back and I staggered backwards and moaned even louder as she had her way with my body.

A few minutes later, she got off me like a lion who’d just finished with its prey and took off every bit of clothing she had on revealing her pale white skin and delicate parts.

Her tender swells were well rounded and pointing directly at me like an offender and her waist formed a perfect curve extending down to her lower region. She stood me up in a flash, taking my hands and placing them on her bare body.

“Let’s go to your bedroom,” she said, swinging me along like a piece of furniture. I struggled to hold myself in place as I was way bigger than her and her breathing sounded like she was doing a lot of work.

“Easy on me,” I shouted as she pulled on my left hand harder as I followed behind her but she was too consumed by her desire to devour me. We got into my room and in a split second she pushed me with a great force onto the bed, my head and body landing forcefully.

She continued kissing me passionately, fixing my fingers into her yoni. She moaned in excitement as my fingers moved lazily in and out of it. I felt a mix of horniness and weakness at the same time and I didn't know which feeling to give in to.

She leaned towards me, inserting my member into her honeyed depths, pushing back and forth slowly. My head bursted with pleasure as she screamed softly into my ears.

As the motion progressed, I continued with the thrusting, adjusting her forward and making her wrap her legs around me. I thrusted deeply into her, my mind foggy from the drink. Each moan urged me on, making my body operate on autopilot.

Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice pierce the air in high tune. My brain stopped for a bit trying to fathom from which direction it came. I turned my head from facing Sheena who was too busy moaning loudly, to the left direction of the room holding the doorway and my body froze as my eyes interlocked with that of the entity.

I readjusted myself quickly and pushed off the human horse sitting pretty on my legs. “Why’d you push me off like that? Drew?” She screamed in rage tugging at my hands like a toddler who was refused a snack, but I ignored her to fathom it herself while I dragged the duvet and wrapped myself in it.

May was too shook from what she saw, she just stood transfixed to the spot in anger and disappointment. “This was the best you could pull huh?” She questioned me with a look of disappointment.

At the sound of May’s voice, Sheena hurriedly got off me, scouting for her clothes which she’d dumped on the bare floor in the living room.

I felt an overwhelming feeling of shame and embarrassment, but not guilt. After all, she cheated a few days before our wedding while I’d been faithful to her the entire time.

For about two minutes, the room was enveloped with an awkward silence someone had to break. “Come on sweetie, don’t stand there acting like a saint. Two can play this game, you know,” I said to her.

“I’m only embarrassed that you walked in on us having sex, but it’s nothing new. Now you get to feel what I felt when I saw the picture of you in bed with a total stranger I know nothing about.”

“No Drew! You’re wrong! You never asked me about it! You never heard my own side of the story! I wasss…”

“Shut the fuck up!” I thundered, ending her attempted explanation abruptly.

“I want nothing, nothing and absolutely no word from you now and never, so if you don’t mind, you can excuse your silly, cheating and lying ass out of my presence,” I said in a final tone.

I never felt a thing for Sheena but I needed to make this last moment heated for May. This was my opportunity at revenge and I wasn’t going to let it slip off my hands.

“Come to me baby,” I beckoned to Sheena who’d scurried out of the room already to get dressed. She walked in slowly, sighing heavily and sat straight on my legs. I pulled her closer to myself and hugged her tightly, planting soft kisses on her forehead.

She giggled under her breath, casting a disdainful look at May as she touched me even more sensually. She played along just like a paid actor.

May walked out on the both of us aggressively, sobbing silently and we both chorused in a loud sarcastic laughter.

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