With her slender dark arms stretched outwards, Fyodor watched in interest.He watched as she stretched her arms till her fingertips touched the tip of her toes. She did it a couple of times before she fell to her back.With a satisfied grin on her face, she turned to him."We should do this more often".Fyodor only nodded. He was so happy when he found out that Sophia had a thing for workouts. Just like him.Sophia closed her eyes and sighed.They've been at it for a while now. Eating together, shopping, trying out new recipes and enjoying a little intimacy.Around him, Sophia felt like she had met her other half. Albeit to their distinct race and skin color, what they felt for each other was something beyond the understanding of the world they lived in.Without Sophia, there was no Fyodor and without Fyodor, there was no Sophia.Fyodor joined her on the floor as well and intertwined their hands."Yeah", he breathed.Sophia snuggled closer to rest on his broad shoulders and kissed hi
"What are you doing?" Joseph asked quietly but not quiet enough as Angela lost her grip on the paintbrush and sputtered paint on her work. "I'm sorry", Joseph apologized earnestly. He hadn't meant to startle her.Angela snorted, "Not like I was making progress in the first place". She carefully retrieved the paintbrush from the ruined canvas and examined their work, for Joseph had intervened towards the end."What do you think? It looks better right? Better than I was doing".Joseph looked at the painting then at his beauty. She must be joking right? He had ruined it all, she was doing a good job until he had arrived. Now, they were totally on a new level. They both knew each other's passcode. Joseph finished work late and had thought against visiting her but he still couldn't keep his mind off her and had come over with the excuse of making sure that she had not forgotten to eat dinner. The last thing he expected her to be doing was painting at around twelve in the morning. He ha
The person at the door seemed impatient so the bell sounded again and again, that Joseph followed Angela behind to see who the imp was. Hopefully, it would turn out to be that neighbor who always paraded Angela's place. What was his name again?With that in mind, Joseph got to work as he unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on a sofa in the sitting room, leaving his chest bare with an intimidating smirk on his face.Angela wasn't expecting anyone so she expected it to be any of the neighbors, with that in mind, she swung the door open to become pale at once. Joseph lost his color too. Only the ringer gained some color. She had come fully prepared to teach Angela some manner but unexpectedly her dear son was present. And by the looks of it, he was very comfortable here. He had no shirt on for that matter, one can only wonder what the two were doing. Angela's state of undress did not go unnoticed as well. But she found Angela lacking, what manner of woman looked so plain around her man?
Angela watched Joseph quietly as he drove calmly. He seemed to have a lot on his mind. Or he looked like it. Did the interaction with his father have an effect on him too? Angela didn't know the whole story yet but she knew that it was wrong to stay angry at one's parents for too long. Especially when the parents feel remorse for what they've done. Angela couldn't speak for Mrs Benjamin but she knew that Mr Benjamin lived in regret for what he had done.And the expression the old man had on his face was proof. When Joseph helped him up, he was moved that his eyes were wet with tears. The man was definitely hoping that his son would come around. Now the big question was if the son wanted to come around. The only answer to that question is a capital NO. Joseph is way too far from home, by the looks of it. And right there, Angela made the decision to bring him back home. She watched him as he drove slowly like time had paused, like he had the will to do as he wished. Without warn
Joseph raised his hand to knock on the gate only for the gate to move effortlessly.Who had left the gate unlocked?He wondered as he opened the gate wider and walked into his house.Ever since things became tough for his father financially, he could no longer take a bus to school but trekked home from school. It is not a really far distance so he did not see anything wrong in walking after school.He loves his father very much and he is willing to understand his situation.He remembered when his father walked into his room that fateful afternoon, looking so tired and sweaty all over. On seeing his father, he abandoned his books -littered on the desk and bed- and hugged his father warmly.His father laughed, scattering the young boy's perfectly permed hair. "My boy. How was school today?"Smiling like a 3 year old when he was nearing sixteen, Joseph replied as he sat beside some textbooks opened to different pages on his bed, "Fine. Big man, you are home early, is everything okay?Jo
Fifteen years later, Joseph put his phone on speaker, placed it on a stool close to the tub and pulled off his underwear as he sank into the warm water. This was one feeling he loved, letting the warmth of the water calm him.Closing his eyes for a second as he listened to his friends speak about their experiences last night.Just like every Friday night, the boys partied. Taking cocaine till they were beyond high, sleeping with countless girls till they had let out all the trauma their families put them through, once they were sober enough, they'd become high again and look for more women to fuck."Mehnnnn, the blondie could not resist a little teasing. Few minutes laters and she fucked the redhead wildly." One of his friends narrated.Chuckling, he responded to his friend, "I told you already. Those bitches would do anything for only two things: Dick and some dollar bills" "True bro. True". His other friend agreed.Grabbing a washcloth, he began to wash himself thoroughly. He had
The brothers rode to the party in Omar's Porsche 911 sports car and all agreed to meet at the car at exactly 4am to go to their respective houses. After sharing the cocaine they had come to the party and separated with the intention to get as wasted as they could. They approached any lady who just wanted to get wasted as they wanted as well.The party was lit up. The three brothers had enough drinks to leave them high for a whole week but surprisingly, came down from their high barely three hours after drinking to stupor.With the music booming and the LED lights flashing through. Girls are seen grinding their ass hard against men's crotch. Some are seen in groups taking drugs like Amphetamines, cocaine. Joseph moved to the bar, waiting patiently for a lady or ladies- if he was lucky-to approach him.Beating his fingers repeatedly to the music currently being played by the Dj. He ordered a very strong drink and raised his glass to his lips to take a large gulp when he felt a hand on
Monday was hectic and hot. It was just eleven am, yet Joseph had attended five meetings already. Walking up to his table, he took a sip of his coffee and removed his jacket.Omar came in without knocking, looking handsome as usual in a suit that fitted him like a second skin."Woah, bro what if I was with a woman?", Joseph jested."You don't sleep with women when you are completely sober. And you don't have sexual relationships with your workers", Omar stated proudly. He playfully pushed Joseph and sat on his seat. Joseph laughed and occupied a seat at the other side, reserved for visitors.Omar raises Joseph's cup of coffee and takes a sip but immediately grimaces and asks, "Damn. Bro, ever heard of sugar before? Your drink tastes like something the devil made". Joseph raises an eyebrow and asks, "Why are you here?""I was window shopping and decided to tease you a little bit", Omar jokesJoseph, shaking his head, replied, "Last time I checked, you don't play around during working