• • • Freddy and Sheila’s POV • • •
I'm damn uncomfortable seated in this crowd. I love eating in very quiet places. Fuck, why did I agree to this and she's not even here yet?. I feel as throwing all these people out and finally have peace.
I lift my eyes, staring around and I see her moving towards me with her perfect hourglass figure. OMG, she's going to murder me. Fuck!. I can't wait to have her in my bed.
Shit, I'm uncomfortable. Why did I put on this tight-fitting gown, now all my curves are carving out. I can feel some weird stares at me. It's very difficult to wear tight-fitting dresses with these curves I have. It's always so provocative.
If I knew I would have allowed Freddy to reserve a floor in a private restaurant as he wanted to. Lol, I'm kidding. I'm comfortable with my curves and whatever it causes to someone, it's their business and they have to deal with.
I glimpse around and I see Freddy, seated at the table. He looks so uncomfortable. I guess he hates the crowd. Still, this is a five-star restaurant, everything is neat and calm so why don't he like it.
He gets up and pulls out the chair for me to seat then he moves back to his seat, opposite me.
“I'm glad you made it” he exclaims. “I'm happy to be here as well menh,” I tell myself deep down without showing any hints of excitement. I simply smile at him.
“Waiter!” he calls and we pass our comments, I take everything the same as him. I'm too nervous to start searching into their big catalogue so I save time. If they dare serve me something which I can't it I will give them a one-star review.
Later, the waiter comes with drinks, then food and it's not that bad, Freddy really enjoys it but the taste isn't familiar to me although it's nice. Anyway so I eat a bit of it.
We are done eating when Freddy moves out two separate brown envelopes. Strange, he slides one of the envelopes to me. I rapid open it. “Freddy!” I Frown. I get up to leave. “What the fuck is this” I yell to myself.
He clenches my wrist and this holds me back “Hold on” he says. “I think we were clear about this!” I scowl. “Just take a good look at it, I have made a few modifications and I think you'll like it” he says.
“Really?” I pout. “Just sit down and take a look at it, calmly,” he says. “Hmmm…” I grumble yet I do as he says. I don't just want to believe that he will spoil such a nice moment for nothing.
I take out the papers and have a quick look at it. Indeed the contract isn't bad as I thought. Yet, I don't know why I still feel weird about it.
“It just to protect us from each other and nothing else. It's not a big deal, sign them and we move on to the next step” he insists.
Damn, I know all this wasn't going to end well. Natasha was right, I have to avoid this man. He's toxic for me. “Okay!” I haul out my words with my heart pounding. Of course, it has to pound, I'm about to do something stupid.
He gives me a pen to sign. I glared at him for a while, then I sign “I hope you’re happy now!” I send the papers to him, he rapidly puts them in the envelope then he forwards the other envelope to me.
“Another contract?” I scowl. “Just open it!” he rules. I do as he says. I open the envelope and I found keys. Hum… then I see a flyer with a small house drew on it.
“Henceforth you will live in that house. Your room is too small for comfort and I don't see myself spending all my nights there… It's not far from the campus” he says.
“You didn't have to. I'm comfortable in my room” I say at the same time I'm excited. I can't believe this who offers a stranger a house?. “You will be more comfortable in your new house” he says.
“I can't accept it” I push back the keys and envelope to him. “Why?” he asks ruthlessly. “It's not mine. I don't like using people’s things. I won't feel at ease” I grumble.
“I don't get you,” he frowns. “Freddy, all this is nice but what will happen to me when you leave?. I will go back to my normal life, - - broken. The house will be taken away... I don't what to get attached to things which ain't mine” I grumble.
“Fine, I will buy it for you then. I hope it ok now?. That house will be your in a few days” he rules. What menh?. I widened my eyes in shock. “Okay!” I nod with shock.
I will be a liar if I say that I'm not eager about the idea of owning a house as a student, in the USA, damn it. I already see Freddy and I and our two kids running around the house.
The only thing that saddens me right now is that I will look like a gold digger. Regardless, I didn't ask for it. It's a gift and I love it. I won't pretend.
“Text me your identification detail, I will send it to my Secretary she will do the necessary” he says and I immediately do it.
“You don't have a job and I need a secretary at the office and I want you to work” he proposes. “I don't think it's a good idea especially as we are…” I glare at him with slight confusion.
“I insist. It's just part-time with a good salary. With this, you will be able to afford whatever you want without depending on me or any other person” he tries to convenience me but he's damn bad at it.
“It's fine, I accept the job” I reply just to please him. I guess he wants to have me for him.
Staring straight into his eyes, now, I understand what my mum used to tell me “nothing goes for nothing, especially with a man. There is always a price tag” she told me. Anyway, I'm going to enjoy every moment with Freddy whatever the tag.
“Great!. You are starting first thing tomorrow morning.” he rules. “Unfortunately, I can't. I have classes tomorrow morning” I say. “Sad!” he sulks and it's funny.
“I will be there the following day very early in the morning” I say just to please him. “It's not the same thing” he skull like a baby. “Its not a big deal. I will make it up to you” I caress his beards.
He grins, he seems to like it. He takes my hand kisses the back then my palms and he places my palms on his jaw staring at me for a very long time. So long that it makes me uncomfortable so I shy away and this makes him smile.
“I think we should leave,” he says and I'm like thank God. We move out in each other arms. The driver takes off as soon as we settle in the car.
I'm staring through the window when the light sudden offs in the car. In a shortcoming he’s voice gives me some goosebumps “Let's get naughty” he says.
Damn!. It's like an electric shock and my tits harden. He places his hand on my jaw slowly veering my face towards his. It's dark, I can't see his face but I can feel his heavy breath blowing my face.
This makes me breathe faster too and before I can realise it my tongue is soaked into his wet mouth and we are kissing. He slightly bite my tongue and I giggle like a fool.
Gradually he moves his wet tongue to my neck while sinking his hand into my dress. I have an open V-neck gown so very easy for his hand to attain my boobs. His hand is warm, I gaps heavily as he softly squeeze my tits.
With intense pleasure, I finally, grip the zip of his trousers. I rapidly unzip it to return favour. He flinches “Don't bother about me…” he licks my ears as he whispers “Just close your eyes and enjoy the moment… Give me some juice baby” he caresses my boobs so perfectly as if he’s moulding wet clay.
“Ah….” I moan, the pleasure was too extensive I need to transfer “Ahh… ouch… Please, — a, a… I want to rub… rub, y -- y— your dick, baby… oo.h.a…” needy moans follow every word that came out of my mouth. I try to lower my voices, so I groaned directly in his ears.
“Feel, free, baby” he whispers while moving his hands beneath my gown. Slowly caressing my cores as gradually moves to my panties. He shifts it to the side and plugged a finger.
I had to bite his shoulders, not to scream as he adds another finger. Fuck!. I was going crazy.
It's weird doing this with the driver in but I don't care. At this stage, all I'm interested in is to release the tension. That's having an orgasm.