The Unfaithful Bride

Chapter 1. The night leading to the wedding

I walked inside the Rich Club in Westlands, Nairobi at exactly 9 pm. Loud music was playing and I could hear it reverberating in my heart as I walked around trying to find my date.
The rich club as the name suggests, is not a club where anyone just walks in because they want to grab a drink. It's a place for the rich only. I made it to the club two years ago when I met Ron at Anderson Motors, where I worked as a secretary and my dad as the sales manager.
Ron works as a Realtor for his family mortgages in Nairobi. He introduced me as his girlfriend to the club's staff, earning me a place at the rich club.

"Hey, Lenny." A waiter spoke after he closed the distance between us.
"Ron is waiting for you right there." He added while pointing at a table that was set at one of the corners of the club.

"Thank you," I spoke softly and continued walking to where Ron was sitting. Once I was at the table, he stood up, kissed me, hugged me, and then pulled a chair for me and I sat down.

"You are looking exquisitely beautiful," Ron spoke

"Thank you," I responded

We continued drinking beers that Ron had ordered before I arrived as we chatted. About one hour later, we left the club and drove to Ron's house using his Ford Ranger truck.
Thirty minutes later, we arrived at Ron's house.
We walked in and, without hesitation, started making out.

"Hey, I should go home," I spoke sluggishly as I was feeling a little tipsy.

"You're not going home, Lenny. It's our last night together. We should enjoy it fully. We should not even sleep a wink." Ron spoke, then stood up and, without a warning, lifted me in his hands and carried me to his upstairs bedroom, where he dropped me on his king-sized bed.

"Alexa, play some music," Ron said, and the music automatically started playing.
Ron then removed a bottle of wine from his cabinet, grabbed two glasses on the table, and filled them.
"Have fun." He said as he handed me a glass.

"I should go home, Ron. Tomorrow is my big day." I spoke
"I know my parents are already worried about me. I was supposed to be home an hour ago. I don't know what I am going to tell them if they call."

"They're not going to call and if they do. You're going to deal with them  because you're a grown-up, Lenny." Ron spoke

"Damn it!" I exclaimed at the sound of my phone vibrating on the bed. I passed my eyes on it and saw that the caller was my mom.
"See, my mom is calling. What am I going to tell her?" I asked

"Don't worry about it. Pick up the phone and tell her that you're at Robin's." Ron spoke
"Tell your mom it's your bridal shower night and you'll be spending the night with Robin and other girlfriends," Ron suggested, but before I could answer the phone, the call ended.

Robin is my best friend and the only person who knows about my secret relationship with Ron. She loathes him because she knows he is married with two kids.

"Damn it! My mom is going to kill me." I spoke

"She won't. Anyway, let's continue having fun." Ron spoke after switching off my phone and placing it away.
We continued drinking and dancing inside Ron's bedroom until one hour later when Ron's phone continuously rang from the drawer.

"Shit! I wonder who is calling me." Ron spoke as he grabbed his phone and pressed the answer button.
"Hello, who's this?" He asked and laughed a little. He was already too drunk.

"It's Robin," Ron spoke, startling me.
"She's asking to talk to you." He added and handed me the phone. Before answering, I turned on a loudspeaker.

"What is it, Robin? Why are you distributing us?" I asked

"Your mom is asking for you. Where the hell are you, Lenny?" Robin asked

"Where else can I be?" I asked
"I am at Ron's place and if you have forgotten, Ron is my boyfriend," I added

"Lenny, what do you want me to tell your mother?" Robin asked

"Come on, Robin!" I exclaimed
"Tell her that I am at your place just like you always do when I have to spend the night at Ron's," I responded and laughed out loud.

"I already told her that and she's asking to talk to you. " Robin responded
"She's on hold on the other line," Robin added

"Then tell her that she's sleeping," Ron spoke, and both of us laughed stupidly
"You're a smart girl, Robin. You should have thought of that instead of calling me." Ron added

"And why the hell do you keep laughing? Are you guys drunk?" Robin asked

"Yes, it's our last night together. We must have fun." Ron responded

"What the hell, Lenny! Tomorrow is your fucking wedding day with Will Anderson and you are having fun with your lover.  What is wrong with you?" Robin asked angrily

"Come on, Robin. I'll be home early to get ready for my wedding. You don't have to worry about it. I'll see you in the morning." I spoke
"Good night, Robin," I added and hung up the phone.

After I ended the call with Robin, we sat back on the bed and continued kissing. Ron reached for my zip and continued to open my dress then pulled it down.
"You're so sexy, baby," Ron spoke

"Wait until you see the naked me." I teased and continued to open my bra and remove my underpants.

"You're right. You're sexier naked." Ron spoke with a huge grin curved on his lips. He then continued kissing me from the neck downwards while using his soft and long fingers to caress various spots on my body. I moaned silently to his kisses and touches but when he placed his mouth down there and licked me, I lost control of the soft moans and started to moan loudly.

"Come on, put it in. I can't wait any longer." I spoke with breathing heavily. Ron lifted his head and giggled. He then stood up and removed his clothes and leaned back on me and pushed his already hard d*** in my wet kitty and started thrusting slowly as he kissed my lips with his hand caressing my left boob. My moans changed from soft to loud as  Ron's thrusting speed rose from slow to faster.

"Damn!" Ron exclaimed loudly as he climaxed.
"That was great." He said, after taking a few minutes to relax.

"Yeah, damn good," I spoke

"Now what's going to happen to us?" Ron asked

"What do you mean?" I asked

"What's going to happen after you marry that dude? We are not going to stop having sex, right?" Ron asked

"What? No, we are not going to have sex ever again." I responded
"Ron, I am getting married. Tomorrow I'll be someone's wife. I don't think it would be right to cheat on my husband." I added

"Then don't get married to him. You don't even know him. If you want I can marry you." Ron said
I was startled by his words but getting married to Ron did not sound like the worst idea, but it was impossible. My parents had betrothed me to Will Anderson after his dad, Justin Anderson promised to sign them a huge deal in his company. In desperation to make it in life, my middle-class parents had agreed to marry their daughter to someone she didn't know that well.
I had occasionally run into Will at the Anderson Motors when I used to work as his father's secretary but I never engaged in long conversation with him.

Will Anderson spent most of their life in the United States for school and running businesses for his family. A few months later, he came back to Nairobi with intentions to marry a Kenyan girl citing that his new projects required him to be married. Since Will did not know a lot of people around, his mom, Rita Anderson, suggested to my parents that I marry his son, and that's how I got hooked up in a marriage I wasn't planning for.

"I have to marry him. My parents are depending on it to get their deal at the Anderson Motors." I responded
"If I don't marry Will Anderson, my parents are going to kill me for losing a sweet deal," I added

"I can sign them a deal as well at my family's properties," Ron spoke

"It's not as possible as it sounds. My parents have a long-term relationship with the Andersons. My dad has been working for them since I was a kid."I spoke
"And you're married." I added , Ron grinned ruefully and after a minute he said;

"Okay, I understand but don't be so sure that we are never going to have sex again. I am going to find you, Lenny.
" Ron then leaned to me and started kissing me, and without realizing it, we were having sex again.
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