They were back in the city now. Constance felt glad seeing the bright city lights once again compared to the gloom they'd left behind. She brought her hand to her mouth as she gave a yawn. Her eyes were growing heavy with sleep and she didn't feel like making the long journey back to the mansion now.
"Is it alright if I crash at your place tonight?" she asked Thaddeus.
Thad turned to look at her, saw the open, tired look in her eyes and for a moment didn't know what to make of it. He fumbled at first. "You wouldn't mind crashing at a low-income, bachelor pad like mine?"
"Is that your way of saying no to me?"
"Well, not really. Sure, why not? You're more than welcome. Oh shit!"
She became alert. "What? Something wrong?"
Something was indeed wrong, thought Thaddeus. He'd just remembered sleeping Myra whom he'd left back at his apartment. How was he going to manage with both of them? But the fear didn't last long and he was laughing once again.
"No, nothing's wrong," he smiled at her then returned his gaze to his driving. "Everything's just fine. You feeling hungry? We can stop someplace to grab a bite or two."
"Nah," she shook her head and gave another yawning fit. "I just need a bed and a pillow right now. The rest can wait till morning. Unless you want to get something to eat yourself."
"No, I'm good. My place then."
He took a left turn and headed in the right direction towards his home.
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Thaddeus pulled into his apartment driveway thirty minutes later and drove towards the back section where he then parked it and turned off the engine. He came around to the backseat and helped Constance to gather up the leftover bundles of money into the bag before the left the car for his front door. Everyone was locked up inside their individual homes, though he thought he could hear distinct shouting voices coming from that of his neighbour, Arite. A good thing it was only themselves they were bothering.
Thad slid his key into his door lock and let himself and his client into his home.
Constance was about saying something as she entered his living room when suddenly she stopped. Thad finished locking the door and turned around and saw what made her so. The TV set was on and Myra sat on a couch with her legs folded under her like an Indian eating cereal off from a bowl when they entered. She got up from the chair and came over and embraced Thaddeus as if not seeing Constance standing there beside him. Thad felt embarrassed but struggled not to let it show; he especially didn't want to see the strong look that was apparent in Constance's eyes.
"Hi there," Myra said to him. "You've been gone so long, and I was hungry. I hope you don't mind my helping myself to your kitchen."
"No, of course not," said Thad. "Besides, you were sleeping before I left. By the way, Myra, this is Constance. Constance, meet Myra." He couldn't bring himself to say anything else.
Both women faced each other and shook hands and said hello, though from the look in each other's eyes, their friendliness wasn't amiable. Thaddeus led Constance to the bedroom to shower and change while Myra remained watching what was on TV. Thad handed Constance a fresh pair of towel and pointed where the bathroom was out in the corridor.
"So, who's she?" she enquired.
"A friend," he said, which was about the simplest answer he could think of while he took off his jacket and hung it along with his hat on a nail hanging off his wardrobe. "Just a friend for the night," he added.
"Hmmm, I'll bet," was all Constance replied.
She took the towel with her and went into the bathroom, giving Thad enough opportunity to change into a pyjama pants and t-shirt. He took his pocket pistol out of the money bag before stowing that away in the closet. Myra appeared at the doorway. Thaddeus opined correctly that she wasn't going to give him a hard time for bringing another woman to his home; wasn't like they were married after all. He told her they were going to sleep in the living room. He took out a folding bed from an alcove next to his bedroom and two pillows while Myra helped him with the spare bed sheet and blanket. They moved the centre table aside and were fixing their bed in the middle of the room when Constance stepped out of the shower. In the bedroom, Thad gave her a clean shirt to wear and shorts too and told her where he would be. They muttered goodnight to each other, although it sounded rather awkward for both of them. Constance had more that she wanted to say, but the fear of letting go held back her pride. Thad left the bedroom for her, closing the door behind him.
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Constance couldn't sleep.
Her head kept tossing from one end of the pillow to the other. The dream she had was vivid and held her mind in a suffocating choke-hold. In it they were back at the dark warehouse room, this time the kidnapper had his gun pressed to her son's head. Thad and she stood before him, powerless to do anything. The kidnapper saw that the money was short, asked her to choose who he should kill first—her boy, or Thad.
Before she could say anything, his gun went off. Constance shot up from the bed, screaming. She abruptly caught herself to crease when she realised her was awake. Her hand fumbled shakily for the bedside lamp and switched it on. The room resembled nothing like hers; she didn't know whether to feel homely about it or depressed. Her throat felt parched. She swung her legs off from the bed and went and opened the door. Immediately she did that, she overheard gasping sounds coming from the living room down the corridor; the kitchen was beyond it. Instead of continuing towards that direction, she stopped at the door leading into the living room and placed her ear to it. There were grunting as well as moaning sounds, very unmistakable what they were.
She inched the door open and took a peak. The sleep vanished from her eyes at what she saw. Myra had her face pressed against the sofa's seat, her lips exclaiming loud moans while Thad fucked her from behind. He grasped her buttocks with one hand, repeatedly smacking it, while the other grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her face up from the sofa. The look of hurt and lust was etched on her face as he continued slamming at her. Thad's features were squeezed into a grimace as he hunched over her, burying his cock hard against her flesh, muttering wild grunts while he banged against her. Myra too pushed her ass back against him, wanting him to fuck her harder.
Constance's mouth fell open at the sight of their activity. She pressed her face between the door's opening, hoping they won't discover her presence. Right away she sensed a yearning come upon her. She could feel her nipples hardening inside the shirt she was wearing and as she dipped a hand down south between her legs she could perceive some wetness revealing itself to her. She bit on her lower lip and sighed deeply as she inserted a finger into her pussy. It had been a long time since her pussy felt the presence of a man's cock; so preoccupied she had been moaning her late husband to think of indulging herself in such like her sister. It no wonder they could barely stand each other.
Myra kept screaming for Thad to fuck her harder; the sound and look of bodies clashing was like two warriors going at each other. It excited Constance even more watching and listening to the woman's whimpering lust. It had been a while since last time she got fucked like that. How she wished that was her in the woman's place.
Thad was still grunting like an animal when gradually he pulled himself up to his feet, pulling Myra along. He had her bent forward, her hands grasping the fabric of the sofa's seat while her ass remained facing him. His cock slipped out of her. Quickly he grabbed hold of his meat and thrust it back into her. Myra tightened her face in ecstasy and squealed once again as he grabbed her by the waistline and resumed pounding her like she was nothing at all.
"Awhhh ... Awwhhh, fuck! Ohhh fuck me! Fuck that pussy!" her cries went around the room, driving both of them wild with animalistic lust. Her hair waved everywhere in a dervish fan. "Gimme all your cum! Ahhh ... I want all of your black cum!"
Constance was unaware of the moaning sounds issuing from her lips and the fact that the door she'd been hiding behind from was now partially open enough to reveal her presence. It was the sound of her voice that made Thad turn his head towards her direction and their eyes met.
Constance, realising she'd been found out, muttered a gasp of surprise and scuttled away from the open doorway. Myra realising Thad had slowed his pace turned towards where his eyes where and saw the open door. She too realised someone had been spying on them and almost immediately began to laugh.
"Looks like she too wants to have a taste but is kind of shy to admit it," she crackled.
Thad turned to her and slapped her bum, making her howl. "Shut the fuck up, bitch!" he resumed fucking her with pounding fury this time like he wanted to tear her pussy up. Myra was having the time of her life, having climaxed twice already. She was going for gold with a third time.
She shut her eyes as the inevitable rush of lust coursed through her, making her body shudder all over. "Awwhhhh shit! Awwhhhh ... I'm coming! I'm coming!" her cries turned into a shriek as her body spasmed from the onslaught.
Thad too couldn't contain his own excitement any longer as he held her in a firm grip and felt his cock explode a torrent of cum inside her. He continued to hold onto her as more and more he poured semen deep inside her womb. He pulled her up and turned her head towards his and thrust his tongue into her mouth, caressing her tits while he did. His cock gradually grew soft inside her till it pulled out of her, dripping cum on her thigh. Myra sat on the sofa facing him and proceeded to clean his cock with her mouth. He ran his fingers through her hair while she did her work.
"Oh my God," she moaned while she sucked on his balls one after the other. "I've never been so well fucked like I just have." She looked up at him, stroking his cock inches from her face. "Are you going to give her a taste too?"
"Myra, shut up," he said.
She crackled with laughter once again and resumed sucking his cock.
