Money can't please her in bed

Chapter 7

I quickly wiped the tears from my cheeks when I felt Paul's body close to mine.
Paul curled up beside me and kissed my cheek then drop his body weight on me playfully. I shuffled my body. I was not in the mood to play with him.

"You don't want any again?" He asked and poked my side playfully.

"No, I am still shaken up from the fall" I answered and exhaled loudly.

Paul thinks he was smart. He was only in the mood because he came in here earlier and saw the gardener. He thought he was getting a taste of his own medicine. Pity he did not know that it was not far off. I already know that young man likes me, I’ll just have to show him that I am liking him too.

“Darla, what's on your mind?”
“I know you, this is how you react when you have something bothering you."

I didn't want him to figure out that I found out about his secret family so I rolled on my side and mustered up a smile.

"I am just tired, Paul"

" So come we do a small piece nuh" he teased.

He poked my breast and I giggled. "Okay, just a small piece.”

I gave in because I was horny, and I wasn't sure little Kevin would start fucking me when I began teasing and flirting with him.

The sex was trash. His dick was semi-hard and every now and then he had to take it into his hand and pump it to get some life into it. I laughed in my mind. What did that young girl see on Paul? He was a tired old man.

Paul finally came, and I came to my senses. I should have been cheating on him a long time ago. I was old but I didn't look that old. I could get any man, young or old.

"Darla, you still a sweet and juicy man", Paul teased playfully.

I managed a half-smile. " Good!"

Pity Paul didn't know that someone else was going to enjoy all this juice and sweetness. If it’s not Kevin, then it’s gonna be the next man. After all, if you know the value of something and don't try to make use of it then someone else will, someone else should.

I pat his leg and resumed the position on my side. All I could think about was how I was going to let this pussy grip a young man’s cock.

Mary would love to hear all this. She would say, "Darla it’s high time you take your head out of Paul's ass and see the world."
"A nuff nice things deh bout other than Paul and his money."
"Money can't please a woman in bed."

She was right for all the money Paul had been showering on me had grown distasteful. Over the years I have grown to appreciate the simpler things in life. If money could buy happiness, I would have a lot of it but sadly it cannot. Happiness could not be bought or sold. Mary had her poor husband, and she was happy. Sometimes I sit and watch them play around. Mary would laugh like a young girl at something her husband whispered in her ear. I used to grudge her so much because Paul did not have time for me. He was in and out of the house like bread in a big tenement yard.

Life is such a funny thing.