CHAPTER SEVEN

I fell in love

*Murphy*

It became obvious to me that I’d gotten what I wanted but I never felt like the winner in the game. Having fucked Julie whom I’ve been lusting for wasn’t enough to make me feel that I’d won the game. Each of my proposal games has its unique rules. The essence of the game with Julie was to fuck her three times. One was already down, so I still had two more to win.

In any situation, I always try to think of the next step to take; to ensure that I get the game completed. As of then, I still thought that I hadn’t won; therefore I had to try something new.

Jeff turned to be a loyal employee to me, showing much improvement that boomed my shopping mall. He introduced a new advertising technique that boosted sales and increased turnovers. That was really cool and I enjoyed him. By age, we were age mates but in wealth, he humbled to my supremacy and lordship making me his boss. I still respected him, though.

Making Julie come to the office with sexy dresses, was part of the proposal game which I termed ‘additional’. Not letting her cohabit with Jeff was a part of the game I termed ‘cleverness’. The next target was to fuck her in her own house. Convincing her to change the wedding date was strategic so that I wouldn’t lose in the game. If I ended up not screwing her three times before her wedding, I’d consider it that she’d won. I love to always raise the stake to make the game more challenging, and that’s the interesting part.

I was yet to get Julie’s reply as regards convincing Jeff to shift the wedding date which was to come in two days' time. The last time I checked, the wedding preparations were still ongoing, meaning that she’d done nothing about the postponement. That was mind-troubling.

That early morning, on a cool weekend, I knew Jeff would definitely visit her at her new apartment. And if such ever happens, she’d likely be making love to him. That wouldn’t be good for my game. To avoid this, I took my phone and dialed her number about three times but she didn’t take the calls. I became worked up because my imagination that morning was about seeing her having sex with Jeff.

I kept calling until she took the call.

“I’m having a discussion with Jeff, sir,” she said panting like someone who was having sex, “Can I call you back later?”

I already sensed that she could be lying to me; therefore, I had to be one step ahead as usual.

“I need you in office now. Also, tell Jeff that his work extends to Saturdays, though he won’t be working at the normal full-time hours like the weekdays. Let him prepare immediately because I already sent a customer that needs to shop for some products, and the said customer needs to see him at the office forthwith,”

Julie waited for a while before she heaved a sigh and said: “I’ll do that, Sir,”

I hung the call and waited for about an hour to be sure that Jeff was at the shopping mall. He was always punctual and diligent.

That weekend, I made sure that I dressed cool, putting on my jersey tucked in figure-hugging black jeans, with fine white Nike sneakers. I looked so perky and hot.

Feeling like the boss, I took my phone and dialed Julie’s number. She took the call without delay. I sensed she was doing everything possible to please me, and that was how it was supposed to be.

“Hi, Sir,” she greeted, “I’m in the office and waiting for further instructions from you,”

“Address me as Murphy,” I insisted.

“Okay, I’m at the office, Murphy,” she rephrased.

“That sounds better,” I said and smiled, “start coming to your house immediately. I hope you look sexy as contained in the unwritten condition of service that I gave you?”

“I’ve never failed,” she replied with respect, “but, I thought you said I should meet you in the office,”

“I changed my plans,” I responded vividly, “Meanwhile, isn’t it high time I visited you at home officially?”

“I think you’re right…but, was it the reason why you sent Jeff out?”

“Yeah, but don’t panic,” I assured her, “he won’t be home soon. I’ve sent money to Louis Cater for shopping. He’d be shopping basically for ladies’ wears and they’re all going to be yours. The customer I sent to him is my computer programmer. We’ll be through before he’ll call to know if you’re through with your impromptu weekend duty,”

“Wow, shopping for me? Haven’t I had enough already?”

“You can never have enough, dear” I replied assuredly, “Once you’re mine, leave the rest of the chivalry for me,”

”Thanks, but you said we’d be through before he calls. Through with what, sir? Sorry…Murphy,” she faltered.

“I’m already heading to your house. Meet me there, and don’t make me wait too long,” I said and hung up without giving her the reply she craved.

My strategy was to make sure that she keeps being submissive until the end of the game, but was it going to end? That answer was left to the fickleness of my mind because I noticed that the game I was playing with her was beginning to take more of my time. Unlike the other games I’d played, I was beginning to feel something strange. I never believed in love and hoped it wasn’t what I was feeling because I hate the four-lettered. I considered it more fantasy than reality.

I quickly went to my garage and started the engine of my Pagani Huayra Roadster convertible exotic car. It was a car I bought new just to take a road cruise with Julie. The powerful wintry air conditioner of my car bid me welcome before I zoomed out of my compound to Julie’s house.

When I got there, I used the spare remote control to open her entrance gate. I parked at her garage and waited inside the car playing the ‘All of me’ song by John Legend. As I enjoyed the sweet song, I felt the passion that embraced me. I placed my head on the headrest with my eyes closed, making it hard for me to know when Julie entered.

A knock on the window made me open my eyes. She opened the door for me, making the enclosed chilly breeze of the air conditioner force its way out.

“Welcome,” she greeted as she observed the sweetness of my blue exotic car. “This seems to be a new purchase. It’s really nice and beautiful, just like the owner,”

That was a sweet compliment and I was happy to hear that. “Thanks for that compliments,” I appreciated, “can you hop in let’s hit the streets? Don’t worry; Jeff is busy at work,”

“I’m not afraid,” she said and smiled. “I can see you’re a car freak. Let’s bounce,”

“That’s my girl,” I replied with a wink.

She entered and we drove out of the compound. I took her on a cruise around the streets, making her enjoy the moment. I knew I was going to fuck her in her house but didn’t want to be direct about my demands so that the game wouldn’t be a difficult one to win.

I took her to Lenox Square at Peachtree Road and bought expensive pieces of jewelry for her. I made sure that she selected the best products and the most exotic. I had to buy her attention first so that when she fucks me, she’d feel as if she showing an unalloyed appreciation.

As I shopped, my eyes were on my wristwatch at intervals to be sure that I worked with time.

She was busy gallivanting and showing her appreciation by kissing me all over as we shopped. I was more interested in fucking her than how much I spent. Money wasn’t my problem but sex with a notable lady was. That was the essence of the game.

“Hey, it’s time to go home,” I said and asked one of the mall attendances to push the large trolley to the trunk of my car. The shopping trolley was loaded with goods.

We left immediately and got to her house in a jiffy.

I didn’t have much time to waste, so I left everything in the trunk of the car as we went into the house. To spice up the moment, I carried her like a baby in my arms into the apartment. As we went in through the hallways, we kissed each other with joy and expectation of the next round of sex.

When I got to her beautiful apartment, I quickly took her to the bedroom and dropped her on the king-sized bed.

“Now, I know why you sent him away,” she whispered smilingly rolling her eyes.

“That’s my baby; you’ve got a sharp brain,”

I tore her dress to shreds as I quickly searched to get her pussy busy. She offered her support by helping me to fling the dress away in my usual way.

“I hope the knob would be spared this time,” she said humorously and tore my clothes too.

She was so eager to ensure that we take that sex episode quickly before a call from Jeff would change her mood from happiness to guilt.

She got me stark naked and admired my hard cock as it nodded triumphantly.

“You like it?” I asked as I kept my gaze on my huge javelin.

“You’ve really got what it takes to make a woman shout huh!”

“Come and get yourself busy down here,” I ordered, pointing down straight to my firm dick.

She played around on the bed dancing. She danced seductively like the Persian belly dancers, making me feel the sweetness of her figure as she seduced me.

As I observed the sweet belly dance, I couldn’t hold myself anymore, so I rushed towards her and pulled her down. I removed her panties and bra quickly. I made her lie on her back and forced my cock into her mouth.

She started sucking my dick immediately; sucking and twisting my cock as if she wanted to get it broken. She kept licking the entire dick as she got it squeezed tightly in her palm. As she sucked me, I caressed her smooth body until I got to her pussy. She spread her legs for me and I found my way into her with a deep penetration using my longest finger.

I noticed that she was already wet and in need of hot sex, so I arched and located her pussy with my tongue, feeling the moistness of her kitty. I started sucking her honey pot as she sucked me too. It was a perfect ‘69’. We kept sucking each other until it turned competitive. For about forty minutes, we were still busy with each other’s genitals as if we were in a sex fight.

When I realized that we’d fellated each other long enough, I made her lay on her back in that missionary position. I handed my man-sword to her and said: “Fuck yourself,”

Julie was happy to hear that as if she’d longed for it.

“With all pleasure,” she responded and inserted my cock into her secret chamber.

I felt such an untold sweetness when I penetrated her. I started pumping harder immediately without much hesitation.

To create deeper penetration, I took a pillow and placed it under her ass to raise her waist for me. I went back in and started fucking her.

She felt the heavy impact of my deep penetration which made her place her hand on my hip to cushion the effect of my pounds.

I needed her to feel it very well so I removed her hands and made sure that I hit her g-spot which made her shout “huh!”

As if my deep incursion wasn’t enough, I carried her legs up and placed them on my shoulders, making her lie on her shoulder blade. I kept fucking her without giving her a breathing space.

“Oh, Jeez, you’re killing me,” she announced tearfully seeking mercy but her cries were lots of encouragement that made me forge ahead.

I kept pounding heavily on her as if I wanted to kill her. I clenched my teeth to ensure I showed no mercy.

She craved my indulgence and wanted me to give her some break but I didn’t. I hammered as if I wanted to destroy the hole. It was rough sex indeed.

I didn’t heed to her pleas until she began to scream aloud and utter a safe word (Mercy). I then changed the sex position to make her take a little break.

I made her turn and be on all fours on the bed. I love using doggie, especially on a girl with shapely butts like Julie. I smacked her ass and enjoyed the shake accompanied by the clapping supportive sound. Without delay, I grabbed her thick black hair and bunched it. I pulled her as if I was handling the mane of a horse while I forced my cock from behind. I started fucking her as fast as I could and enjoyed the way I did it. With my hands on her clustered hair, I pulled her up so that my hands could reach her boobs. I squeezed her perky boobs as I fucked her.

She stretched her hands backward and grabbed my nape as I hit her harder. She turned her neck, placed it against mine, and started kissing me. As I kissed her from the back, my cock remained tight inside her and held firm to her pussy wall.

In that position, I began to have an explosion of an orgasm. I dispensed the thick cum inside of her, making sure that the entire copious quantities of the goo got deposited inside her. When I was done, I pushed her away to fall freely on the bed looking so messy, with my seeds spread all over her pubis and legs.

“I know you enjoyed this,” I said pantingly, “that was a rough one,”

“Very rough and quick but I love it so much,” she said and remained on the bed panting, “You’re a pussy killer, believe me,”

“That’s a new name you just gave me,” I said happily.

“I’m sure you’d like it, badass,” she maundered.

At that moment, I had to ascertain the state of the sexual relationship between Julie and Jeff because I still had to fuck her the third time according to the proposal before I could emerge a winner.

Two of us lay side by side on that unsullied white bed sheet. For a couple of minutes, no one talked to each other but panted as we rested.

“Have you fucked him yet?” I asked in order to be sure that I was still winning in the game.

“I almost did, but numerous calls from you infused tension between us, especially to Jeff who is your loyal servant. He left immediately I informed him that his attention was needed,”

I heaved a sigh of relief and said: “Thank God,”

It was meant to be a thought but it was spoken aloud unwittingly.

“Why thanking God?” she asked curiously.

“Nothing,” I lied and smiled.

Her reply made me feel so happy that I was still on the right track.

“He didn’t accept wholeheartedly the shift of the wedding date,” she reported which got me thinking that it was almost impossible fucking her again since the wedding was scheduled to take place the next day being Sunday, “but he accepted that we shift it to Wednesday and not coming Saturday,” she added.

With that second statement, I was happy, even though I had to put more effort to complete the third round of sex with her before the wedding date.

“Well, let’s see how it goes,” I said in agreement but then I remembered that the said Wednesday wouldn’t work out, “Two of you should be at work on Wednesday; therefore that date isn’t possible. Saturday is weekend; which means that it must take place next weekend,”

She knitted her brow into a frown because she wasn’t okay with my disapproval.

“But I’ve already made him shift the date to 14th July,” she complained trying to make me reason with her.

“For him to wed on Wednesday, he must seek my consent as his boss. The simple answer to that is that he can’t wed on a weekday. We can’t shut the business down because of that,” With that statement, I wasn’t being selfish but sincere and real because Wednesday would affect my business adversely.

“Well, I hate to accept that you’re right,” she said in acceptance, “now, I know the reason why you offered him that employment. You’re not the mysterious friend of the family that showed up from nowhere but the boss who can control our lives to suit your desires and wants,”

“That’s a strategy of the game,” I said and started kissing her forcefully but she struggled to push me away out of anger.

As her punishment for being angry, I used my hand to clean up my cum that got her body messy and made her lick them up.

Checking my time, I knew Jeff would probably be on his way because it was already evening; therefore, I took my shirt to wear. I discovered it was already torn, so, I took Jeff’s shirt and wore it quickly, and left the compound.

Julie rejected the entire stuff I bought for her. She was apparently angry that I was beginning to take advantage of her and her groom-to-be.

The wears remained in the trunk of my car the way I left them so I took them home. I apologized to her after two days and made her collect her gifts back. I made sure she was happy again because, in as much as I was sometimes being hard on her, I still had a soft spot for her that made me wish that she’d leave Jeff and marry me.

For the first time, I felt the burning desire to marry and have my own family but the person I had a crush on was already someone’s bride-to-be. I didn’t have to be selfish about it. So I had to allow her to continue with the best choice she’d already made.