GOOD INTENTIONS

Chapter 13

Kaffi had lost it, she was marvelled at his grip and furthermore, she was very randy, he kissed her so passionately, nibbling on her ears, then her neck, she then used his hands to cup her left breast pressing hard on her nipples, and with that, he threw her on the bed. "You wouldn't happen to have a condom here would you?" He asked. "Bottom drawer, under the files," she replied without looking, her insides were already on fire. Frank reached for the nightstand, checked the drawer and found a pack of original high-grade extra-sensitive condoms. He hid his surprise, tearing open the pack, he withdrew one. He stood for a moment with a full erection and stared down at Kaffi, "Do you like adventures?" he asked and Kaffi nodded like a ten-year-old that was promised chocolate. When he knew she was ready, he tore off the white covering from the bed with one swing of his left hand, pulled Kaffi towards the centre of her bed with his right, then he tied both her hands, each to one of the bed stands. Kaffi was no longer on earth, she only waited for his entrance, so she'll leave earth permanently. Soon as Frank ensured she was tied properly, he resumed kissing her, from her forehead to her lips, her neck and he moved around the bed to stand just in-between her legs. Kaffi waited and waited and then the lights came on, she opened her eyes and Frank was fully dressed and searching the entire room for something. "I'm sorry Kaffi, but I cannot do this with you," Frank said with tears almost escaping his eyes, Kaffi's excitement had turned to wild anger, she struggled and struggled to get off the bed, but Frank had made sure she was tied properly. Frank eventually found the key inside one of her shoes, and then he sat down on the floor trying to catch his breath, he checked the time and it was past 6:30 am in the morning and service was for 7 am. Springing up, he took his clothes from her dryer and changed into them, then went over to Kaffi, she was quiet now and kept a straight face. He loosened her hands and she sat up, "Maybe one day you'll understand," he said to her and walked out of her room. Just outside her door, close to his boots was an umbrella, Frank smiled and it now dawned on him that she was playing him all along. He ran home, showered, dressed up and flew to church.

By the time he got to the church, the worship session had already ended and Pastor was up on stage. Chuka was pissed, the entire choir knew this, Frank didn't even bother explaining to him why he was late and what further surprised him was that Kaffi was already seated in the choir stand and was acting normal. Frank almost lost it, he wanted to call her out and tell Chuka that all this was his fault, but he knew better, so he walked out on Chuka and walked towards the back of the church to sit.

After the service, he met up with the pastor and told him of his intentions to leave the choir effective immediately, he couldn't tell his pastor why, nor did he think Chuka would understand. He only made it look like his work would be demanding more of his time and the pastor honoured his request.

THE END.