Just one night episode 23 – 24

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(No strings attached 🙃)

Written by Authoress Ti Fe ❤📚

PART 23

“So you mean you have been with others?” He further asked and I sighed nodding.

“And when did the first happen?” He asked and I looked at him.

“The night after our honeymoon,” I replied and he seemed a little shocked.

“So, you couldn’t cope with the way she was on the bed during the honeymoon and you decided to find that pleasure elsewhere?” He asked and I nodded.

“Can you stop giving these guilty assumptions and go straight to the point. How can you help me?” I asked and he nodded

“Mr. Victor, I would advise you to try what you do to other ladies to her, but this time you go slowly. Don’t start by being you, and then let’s see how she reacts.”

“Are you sure?” I asked fearfully and he nodded.

“Yes, let’s see how she reacts. We would know what to do next.” He advised and I nodded. I needed to try something out, I couldn’t keep going to other girls.

“I will then, I just hope she doesn’t freak out,” I added standing up and we shook hands.

“Just let me know how it goes.” He told and I walked out of his office.
I needed to make things right, I pulled out my phone from my pocket and put a call across to Sharon.

She picked when it almost stopped ringing.

“Hey Victor, I am kind of busy. What’s up?” She asked and I sighed loudly

“I am going to make it up to you tonight. I promise you wouldn’t have to use that thing again.” I uttered and Sharon furrowed her brows moving away from Timi, so he wouldn’t hear what they were discussing.

“What are you talking about Victor?” She asked in a low tone and I smiled widely.

“I can’t wait for you to get home,” I said and she laughed.
“Okay, this is weird but I love the sound of that. We would see at night okay? I need to get back to work.” She uttered and he hung up.
***

“I am sorry, I have to take that.” Sharon started walking to where I was busying painting.

“That was Victor right?” I asked and she nodded slowly.
“He needed to call me, it was kinda urgent.” She stated and I smiled faintly.

“Urgent? I think I heard your conversation.” I said and she cleared her throat.

“You weren’t supposed to listen to that. It was something personal.” She stated and I nodded smiling.

“I am sorry, I couldn’t help it. You were just too loud. I heard everything without stressing myself.” I said facing the painting and I saw her swallow hærd.

“Let’s forget about that please, we have other important things to do.” She uttered and I sighed.

“Yes sure. Come and complete the eyes.” I stated and her eyes w¡dened.

“You know I am not good at doing this Victor. This is for a big company or personnel, we can’t disappoint them.” She stated and I stood up from the chair.

“Sit Sharon,” I said to her and she sighed.

“Don’t let me do this.” She responded and I insisted on pointing to the chair.

She sat on it reluctantly and I smiled widely. I handed the brush to her and passed the paint to her also.

“Start from the corners.” I lectured and she nodded dipping the brush into the paint. She moved it to the paper and moved it gently around the corner of the eye.

She had excess paint on the edge and it looked so funny. I smiled walking up to her and holding her hand against the board.

“Let me help you,” I stated and she nodded slowly. She let me move her hand across the eyes the way I should and I could see a smile curve on her face.

“We did it.” She said after minutes of adjusting.

“No, you did it. You had the brush in your hand, not me.” I praised and she smiled faintly.

“Thank you. I would practice it at home.” She said and I nodded keeping quiet. She noticed and she looked at me.

“What’s up with you?” She asked.

“Are you happy?” I asked out of nowhere and she furrowed her brows looking at me.

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be happy? I just learned how to paint the human eye perfectly.” She said and I sighed.

“Not that! I mean are you happy with Victor?” I asked and she sighed.

“We aren’t supposed to be talking about this right now. That is my personal life, Timi.” I said and he sighed.

“Fine. I care about you and you know this.” I stated and she nodded.
“I know, please forget about it.” She said walking out of the studio.
***
At 6 pm

I didn’t want to disclose anything to Timi, most especially when I thought of him using the vibrator on me yesterday. I needed to be very careful around him and I couldn’t make that mistake again.

I started packing my stuff, I didn’t want to stay any longer so that Timi wouldn’t question me. I walked to the elevator and I saw a message pop into my phone. I checked it and it was Victor.

He sent me a picture and a text. “I can’t wait to see you.” He sent with the picture of our room. He had already decorated it and I felt so happy.

I entered the elevator and headed to the last floor.

***
On getting home, I met roses on the pavement and I was super excited. I opened the door and walked into the house. I couldn’t find Victor then I decided to follow the roses.

It led me to the room and smiled widely seeing Victor laying on the bed unclad.

“Wow. That is so hot.” I started laughing and he chuckled. He signaled me to come forward and I did exactly as he said.
I was having very wild s€×ual desires at that very moment.

I got close to him and wanted to touch him when he pulled back making me pout my mouth.

“Why did you do that?” I asked faking an angry face.
“You would touch me but under one condition.” He said and I arched my brows.

“Which is?” She asked.

“You have to let me put a blindfold on your face.” He said smiling widely.

❤ JUST ONE NIGHT 💦🍆

(No strings attached 🙃)

Written by Authoress Ti Fe ❤📚

PART 24

“Blindfold? Okay, that is new.” I said as my smiled went faint. Why was he talking about it? Blindfold? It sounded weird and fun at the same time.

“Trust me, you are not going to regret it.” He said smiling and then I nodded slowly.

“Fine… Do whatever you want.” I said chuckling. I closed my eyes and after few seconds I felt the blindfold against my face.
It was smooth clothing, and it didn’t hurt my eyes at all. This made me feel a little comfortable.

Though I should feel very comfortable with my husband, I think that changed when he almost bit my lip off.

“Are you okay?” Victor asked calling my wandering mind back home.

“Yes, I am. Just can’t stop thinking of what next you would do.” I stated and I heard him laugh faintly.

“Just relax, you would love this.” He said and I began to feel his hand on my skirt. He held it by the wa-ist and I figured he wanted to pull it off.

I raised my h¡ps a little, and he got it without stress. I could feel the air on my pu**y because I had a net p-nt on. It was kind of a relief to me. Then, all of a sudden, I felt his hand on my p**sy making me shiver.

I didn’t see that coming, how would I know when I was blindfolded? It kept me on the edge and the suspense was another kind of pleasure to me.

He rubbed his hand over my p**sy through my p-nties slowly and my l-ips parted as air escaped through my mouth.

All of a sudden, I felt his tight grip on my p-ntie and before I knew it, he tore it apart while it was still on me making me gasp. It was kind of violent, I felt my heart skip.

“I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.” He whispered in my ear and I nodded slowly. Of course, he wouldn’t, he is my husband.

He took my left hand and I felt something very cold around my wrist, it was a handcuff.

“What are you doing Victor?” I asked fearfully but he uttered no words, he moved my left hand to the top of the bed and hung it right there.

“Victor?” I called in fear. I had never done it before. I kept imagining different things and they were beginning to freak me out.

“Hey Sharon, I love you okay? I would never hurt you. I need you to trust me, I won’t do anything to make you hate me. Please…” He muttered against my l-ips making me nod again.

I just hope he was right, I just hope I could trust him at this moment. I was goddamned scared.

He took my right hand and placed the handcuff on it too, he hung it the same way he did to my left hand.

There I was, unable to move my hands. He could do anything to me at that moment and I just had to play cool? After what he did the last time we made out?

“Don’t try to struggle, you could hurt yourself. Your both hands are held, my iron baby.” He said to me and I nodded uttering no words.

I had to keep calm, I couldn’t create another mark on myself again. He reached for the shirt I wore and began to flip it open. He was pretty fast about it.

How did I not know he was into stuff like this? This is BDSM, right? Oh God, I hope I am right trusting him at this point. I am defenseless.

After he was done, he tore the shirt just as he tore the p-nties making me flinch again.

“Do you have to tear every goddamned thing, victor? C’mon.” I said before thinking and I heard him laugh.

“I would get you more than one, that is part of the fun, Sharon. Just flow with it.” He stated from only God knows where.

“Well this is insanity to me,” I said in a low tone so he wouldn’t hear me. I didn’t want him to feel a bad idea.

He reached for my b-ra, luckily for him, it had the clip in the front. He got it off without stress and I felt him toss it away. At least he didn’t tear this one.

He grabbed my b**bs all of a sudden making me mo-n silently. That was kind of hot though. His grip was firm and I loved it. He traced his tongue over my n**plus without releasing his grip and it felt so good. I felt my ni**les hærden as he did this.

Suddenly, he let go of my b**bs and moved away from the bed. What the heck was he planning this time? I was dying of suspense.

Still at the edge, I felt something very light, like a feather brush against my pu**y, and this sent goosebumps all over me. It felt so good!

He kept tapping my pu**y with it and I began to mo-n, louder than before. The s-nsation was engrossing, I wanted more. I craved for me. I wanted him to f**k me already.

I felt him move the feathered material down to my thighs and this made me go insane even more. The pleasure was choking and I loved it!

He moved it up to my face and down again, my l-ips parted out of pleasure. I couldn’t stop mo-ning, I didn’t want him to stop.

He started beating my cl*ts with the material again and I began to arc my h¡ps. I began to drip right there. It was pleasurable than I imagined.

It was super amazing!

Then I felt his hand tracing every part of my body as he owned it. Well, he owns it, he is my husband.

“Do you like it?” He asked whispering into my ears and I nodded. I lost my ability to talk at that moment.

“Say it.” He whispered again.

“Yeah,” I responded with my eyes shut in pleasure under the blindfold.

“What was that?” I asked him but he didn’t utter a word anymore. I kept mute expecting the next thing he wanted to do.

Then he grabbed my leg with some kind of force and he began to tie it to the edge of the bed. I felt he was angry and I was becoming scared again.

“Victor…” I called but he didn’t answer me. Instead, he reached for my other leg and tied it to the other end of the bed. I couldn’t move my legs anymore.

“What are you doing victor!” I yelled out of fear, has he lost his mind?

He traced his finger up my thighs but this time I don’t think I was enjoying it. He was reassuring me anymore, I was beginning to shiver in fear. It wasn’t a pleasure anymore.

Then I felt his fingers go deep in,side of me with force making me scre-m.

“Victor! Please stop. I can’t do this anymore.” I cried out but it was like he didn’t hear me. I was on my own on this one.

“Victor I beg you, let’s just do this the way we use to. I don’t want it this way.” I cried out but he was gone.

He kept f**king me so hærd with his fingers and it wasn’t pleasure anymore, I felt only pain. I wanted to get away from him but I couldn’t.

What has my husband turned to?

He stopped f**king me with his finger and started rubbing my c**ts so hærd. I began to shed tears. I should have said no right from the beginning.

Was this pleasuring him? Hearing and seeing me cry?!!!

He stopped doing that and then I felt him climb the bed again, my heart stopped beating in my chest for a few seconds. I was so scared, what was he up to this time.

Before I could call his name to stop him, I felt his d**k in,side of my p**sy and he began to pound me so hærd.

I hated how I felt! I wanted him to stop! I needed help because he wasn’t himself anymore.

“Timi!” His name-dropped in my head. I need to contact Timi, but how? I can’t move from the bed, and my phone isn’t anywhere close.

Suddenly, I got an idea.

“Siri! Call Timi!” I yelled and I heard my phone respond, this made Victor stop abruptly.

“Calling Timi…” My phone responded and for one reason I felt a little safe knowing Timi would come to my rescue.

TBC…

Victor is out of control 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Timi come to the rescue😓😓😓😓😓

I love y’all 💜💜💜

I am back to school and my posting would reduce. But I would try my best to post when chanced 😓😓😓