𝗛𝗢𝗘𝗦 𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗗 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗧𝗢𝗢💦

Chpt 5

                 Chapter 5

               Zahaire's pov

  While Sharon was moaning downstairs, I had Janay moaning upstairs. Her face was vexed and she looked even sweeter, I feasted on her sweet pussy and then made our naked bodies became one. "I'm taking you somewhere later on," I told her.

  She slid up and down on my cock and I loved it, I heard Sharon on her lover coming upstairs and she paused as we looked at each other.

"Are you going to fuck me everywhere in the house today?" Sharon asked laughing.

  Janay looked at me and I smile. "Wanna go out there so they know we got a show on in here as well?" I whispered asking her.

  She hit my arm and I grinned lowly rolling over on top of her, I began to wine in her while kissing her sweet lips, I'm never getting tired of her pussy. I place her hands around my neck and wined with her, I came up in her and we went and cleaned up. I opened the door a little and heard Sharon still fucking in our room, I locked back the door and went to cuddle with Janay. About half an hour later I heard Sharon and her lover talking and cracking jokes as they went downstairs, I went by the window and watched till they leave. Janay got up and we showered together then we got ready and leave.

  If the apartment was private as the agent said it was I would rent it, we could move there and start a new life together. I could apply for a different job, we could get married and I will be eligible to apply for permanent citizenship, I just want to have a stable and happy life after all the shits I've been through and it doesn't matter with whom because love don't exist. I could make a life with Janay, she's beautiful, intelligent, she cleans and she can cook. She wants to leave home and be independent, we could both work and have a great future together.

  I glance at her and she was gazing at the scenery passing by, she looked so vulnerable and delicate, she possessed a fiery mouth and if I hadn't caught her at the private dance club I would have never even got to sniffed her panties. I've always admired her and when I found out she wasn't Sharon's biological daughter I began lusting after her. How did she end up in a family like that I would truly love to know, Jamal, Sharon's late husband is said to have adored her and sent her to the best high school. He must have felt proud to call her his daughter because not only did they have the same cool dark complexion, but she did well acacdemically and his close friends were all admirers of her.

We were coming up to an intersection where we could get food, so I cleared my throat and ask her. "Would you like something to eat?"

  She barely glance at me then stared ahead. "Yes please and thanks," she answered.

  I left her in the car and went and bought food for both of us, we sat in the car and ate then I drove off again to where we are going. At the turn off on the road to the private apartment I slowed to read the road sign again, the area was sparsely populated almost like you were in some far away place from civilization. I guess it is private I thought as I continued on the tree lined road, it was beautiful and I couldn't deny the peacefulness.

Then there was a round about and several turn offs, the flowers and ambience was out of this world gorgeously blooming and I smiled appreciatively. I turned onto the road marked Dreamy Sunsets and after two minutes I saw four apartment houses, they were set away from each other and bordered off by a yellow flowering edging. The spaciousness of each yard space was wide enough and with the apartments situated at a nice distance from each other it surely boasts the privacy I was craving.

  I looked at the mailbox numbers for number twelve and saw the door to the apartment opened, there were no vehicles to indicate that anyone was living at the other apartments and neither at number twelve.

  I parked and told Janay, "stay here, I'm going to deal with something."

"Hello, I'm Darlene Fagan the agent," the woman introduced herself.

"A pleasure to meet you I'm Zahaire Zunervy," I returned.

"Great, come on in and I'll show you around," she said with a pleasant smile.

  I walked into the unfurnished living room and immediately like the homey feeling, by the time she finished showing me the three bedrooms, two and a half bathrooms, dining room, kitchen, washroom and carport at the back I knew I wanted it. I especially liked the small covered patio at the back where one could grill or just chill in the evenings.

"So what do you think?" Darlene asked and I began nodding my head.

"With the payment plan and the opportunity to purchase it if I wanted to in future I definitely will be taking it," I told her.

  She smiled and said, "great."

 

"Would you live here?" I asked Janay when I got into the car.

She frown a bit then replied, "I see nothing wrong with the place- it seems private and peaceful."

"It surely doess," I remarked starting the car.

  I drove away feeling hopeful but humble, the last sixteen years of my life as been nothing but sheer disappointments, failed relationships and over worked jobs. People have been trying to abuse and use me and I've found my back against the wall so many times I've lost count. There was a trust fund left for Janay from her late adopted father, but she didn't know about it and Sharon had no obvious intention of giving it to her, if she was she would have made Janay go to the college of her choice.

  She was looking for suitable suitors with a fat bank account and businesses, securing her retirement unfairly. I know the twins are dying to leave and I guess Janay has been working as a hoe to help finance herself through college. A tough world we have to face sometimes when in truth we didn't have to if the people we trust and look up deal with us accordingly.

  I kept a close watch on Janay for the following weeks, taking her to choose furnitures and all the most needed amenities for the apartment. I covered my tracks leaving no footprints for Sharon to discover and rescheduled my plane ticket. I began seeking remote employment and basically any job I could get to be able to finance us, Janay could do some part time work while attending college as well.

  She was her usual quiet self as we drove home one evening and I asked her. "Still no word from the college?"

  She sighed depressively and answered, "no."

The day came when I was let off the work programme and had two weeks to fly back home to Guyana, I packed a suitcase of the things I was leaving and took it to the apartment. Sharon will be turning in back the car so I took Janay and bought a new car in her name, she looked at me questioningly after we parked it at the apartment and I explained.

"I know you're pregnant so I've been making arrangements for you to leave home, I'll be flying home because I'm really here because of a working contract and it has ended. Hopefully they'll renew it and I'll come back and have a job, if not I'll have to gain employment otherwise when I get back."

She looked me in the eye then said and asked, "you seem to have my life planned out for me, have you given any thought to what may happen when Sharon finds out?"

"Yes, she won't and if she does she will have to live with it, I want a proper life and I'm sure you do too," I told her.

When she said nothing else I continued by telling her. "I was thinking that you can still go to college virtual or physical after you have the baby and you can work part time remotely to help us financially."

  I looked at her hoping she agrees because her baby bump was quite visible beneath her baggy sweater, I pulled her to me and hugged her. "I want the baby, don't think for a moment that I won't cherish him or her, let's try and make a life together," I implored her.

She walked out of my embrace and went to the back door, she looked through the meshed in private patio as if she was in deep consideration. I sat down on the comfortable couch and admired the living room, I did it I finally managed to rent an apartment and make it my home. If things work out and hopefully they do I could have my family here living with me one day I think to myself.

To be continued...