Chapter 12 Vignette 12
Caleb stood, fidgeting at the airport as he waited for Loren. She said she was putting on a pink dress but so far standing there, he had witnessed over one hundred women pass by him, wearing pink dresses, and most of them at first glimpse, he thought they were Loren.
Although he hadn't met her physically before, he had seen enough of her pictures- nude and a few decent ones taken when she was at work, so he was sure that he would recognize her when he saw her. He looked at the expensive wrist watch she had specially sent for him from America to Nigeria, three months back when they started dating, for the one thousandth time, yet she wasn't showing up.
Just as he started to give up on her arrival, he took sight of a figure in a pink dress, coming from the distance. For some reasons, he was sure that this one was Loren. Her sense of style, confident walk, the glittering pink dress that hung perfectly on the thirty-seven year old body didn't fail to stand out from the teeming crowd. The luggage she had in her hand also screamed luxury.
As she got closer, Caleb's breath hung in his throat as he took in on the thirty-seven year old woman that looked younger than most people in their twenties. Her petite waist shifted most of its fat to her hips and bust. Loren's artificial as and brst looked so real that if Caleb had not been told earlier, he would have judged it to be real.
"Damn! Loren, you look hot in your dress," Caleb said as he hugged her, genuinely mesmerized.
Loren blushed, "Thanks Cal, and you look hotter than you do in your photos.
Caleb helped her ease the luggage, "I thought I should primp up a little to impress you," he laughed.
"In that case, congratulations, you succeeded."
Loren had completed all the required procedures, so they walked straight out of the airport, to the leased car that Caleb arranged specially for Loren's arrival. He was simply a twenty-two year old man who has been feeding and living luxuriously from the weekly stipends Loren sends to him. Caleb and Loren sat in the back seat of the car while the driver drove.
The commute to the hotel that Caleb made reservations in, was delayed by the frustrating traffic jam in the city of Lagos. There was a nearby supermarket, so Loren decided to shop there and pass the time. She bought expensive clothes and perfumes for herself and Caleb. The traffic had eased by the time they finished, so they headed straight to the hotel.
In the hotel room, the space was lit with room chandeliers and bright, fluorescent bulbs. All the furniture in the room, from the bed to the wardrobe, to the table, couch and cupboards were majestically white, leaving the room with a breathtaking, luscious design. The view of the city skyline and the teeming cities added to the overall comfort of the room.
"I hope you like this place."
"It's beautiful, Caleb," Loren said, "I must say, you've got some really nice taste." She flattered.
Caleb laid the numerous shopping bags and her luggage, on the bed, "Loren, you arrived at Nigeria a few hours ago, look how much you've spent already,"
Loren smiled, "this is nothing compared to what I plan to spend here, especially on you," she winked.
Caleb knew from his first interference with Loren, that she would be the reason he would start living extravagantly, and his logic wasn't wrong at all. He tried to return her love but it didn't work out, so he faked it in a way that she never got a clue.
Caleb helped Loren put away her luggage and the new things they bought, before ordering a meal. After savoring the delicious salad and grilled fish with a chilled bottle of beer, they settled in bed, ready for the next, exciting task.
Loren changed her pink dress into a mini, comfortable casual gown while Caleb's shirts were off, he put on only his jogger pants.
Caleb laid on his back, on the bed, cupping Loren with the crook of his elbow while she showed him the most recent nude photos she took before leaving America. The photos were mind blowing, as usual. When they were countries apart, Loren never failed to send Caleb her nudes at least, thrice weekly. But now they were together and Caleb's heart raced with the anticipation of seeing the nudes in real life.
"You're hot as always, Loren."
Caleb turned his face to Loren. They laid side-by-side, facing each other. Loren put her phone away, her gaze intent in his eyes.
"I feel blessed to meet someone as handsome and caring as you, Caleb," She whispered.
Caleb's hand grazed her waist, "No, I'm the most blessed here. Only lucky men get to meet ladies like you."
Loren blushed shyly, oblivious to the underlying meaning of Caleb's words. Her gaze fell to his chest, and he leaned in, and kissed her forehead, taking it down to her cheek.
"I hope I'm allowed to go further," He asked, evendow he knew what her response would be.
Loren nodded, "You can go as far as you like,"
Caleb's kiss went down to her neck, he sucked it and reached for her lips. Taking her plumpy upper lip in his mouth, he kissed it lightly before taking the whole lips in. They kissed slowly, savoring the taste of each other's lips.
Still lying side by side, Loren's leg crossed over on his, swiveling her hips. Caleb's legs were between hers as he lifted her gown. His hands caressed her thighs to behind the as that wore no panties.
His fingers found her psy and he slid in his index finger after playing with the clt. Loren's breath from her moans tickled Caleb's skin as he continuously inserted and took out his finger.
Then Loren stopped him, "I don't want to cm to your ordinary fingers,"
Caleb understood and took off his jogger pants while Loren laid with her legs apart. Her hands treated her clt as she waited. Caleb's dk was long and thick, it rested heavily on Loren's stomach when he laid on her. He licked her helix, trailing his lips down to her neck and sucking intently on it.
Then he looked at her eyes, and without taking away his gaze, he made his erect ck to slide into her horny psy. Loren screamed passionately, as his huge dk expanded her tight pussy. It was a wonder that a woman of her age was as sweet as a teenager. Her money had taken care of her so well that most men would prefer her to a younger person.
The more Caleb's tip hit Loren's base, the more she moaned, and the more pleasure occupied the both of them.
Then they changed to a spoon position. Caleb laid behind her, his hand pressed on her huge tts as he fked her from behind.
Several minutes later, they were jerking simultaneously on the bed. Caleb's cm was all over her and her juices were equally dripping from her psy.
"How many more rounds would we go before today is over?" Loren asked, her face flushed in satisfaction.
Caleb drew her closer, "maybe a thousand more."
"When would that be?"
"I guess, now."
Loren smiled, ready for another round. She kissed him and held his dk in her hand. It was heavy and covered in her own juices. "I need this awesome dk in my psy again,"
Caleb's testosterone exploded and the resting dk became firm again, ready to fk Loren again.